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Hogwarts, College of Witchcraft and Wizardry Ch. 15 (Harry Potter)
🕑 Added 2020-02-19 19:23:29 +0000 UTCA/N: Here we are with a new chapter. Also, feel free to suggest girls I haven't done yet. I'm thinking that soon we might push onto the next year at Hogwarts, at which point I would have the Triwizard Tournament take place so we could bring in Fleur and perhaps an aged up Gabrielle as well. This would also allow for Ginny and Luna and any other characters I'm forgetting about to be included in the story.
Anyways, enjoy~
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In the end, Harry is the mentor, he’s in charge here. Hermione was his Champion, but that doesn’t change the fact that Pansy effectively belongs to him now. He’d been fully prepared to just let Pansy be on her way after everything that had happened, but if the Slytherin witch wanted this, who was he to deny her, really?
As Pany strips naked, Harry steps up behind Hermione and places his hands on her shoulders, bringing his lips to her ear and whispering to her.
“She’s a bit drab when it comes to stripping, isn’t she? Why don’t you show her how it’s done?”
Hermione flushes and nods her head, stepping out of his grasp. Harry watches with a smile, knowing full well that one of the few things his mentee enjoys as much as learning… is teaching. And with how hot to trot Hermione is right now, she’s all too happy to teach Pansy a little something-something about how to do a proper strip-tease.
The Slytherin witch is half-undressed by the time Hermione stops her, but that doesn’t prevent the brunette bookworm from taking Pansy in hand and turning them both to Harry, who sits down on the edge of the bed and watches with an expectant look on his face. What follows is a crash course for Pansy Parkinson in how to give a proper striptease, with Hermione showing off how she moves her body this way and that even as she’s exposing it, inch by inch.
Harry’s a little surprised at how easily Pansy follows Hermione’s instructions. Though, even as the Pureblood witch is learning at Hermione’s feet… she only has eyes for Harry, the entire time. Exactly as it should be. Once Hermione and Pansy are fully naked before him and showing off their gorgeous figures, Harry just smiles and beckons them both forward.
Hermione drops to her hands and knees and crawls, and Pansy follows suit after only an ounce of hesitation. As the two witches crawl over to him, Harry takes the moment to enjoy the view… and of course, to compare. He’s only human, after all, nothing more than a young man with a healthy libido at the end of the day.
Pansy Parkinson is not a bad-looking witch. The blonde has a good sized rack, a thin trim waist, hips that won’t quit, and a badonkadonk that sways and jiggles as she crawls towards him, arching her back perfectly in order to accentuate her curves. Using Hermione as a baseline, Pansy might just be an eight or nine out of ten.
But of course, Hermione is better, because she’s obviously more experienced with exciting a man who knows what he’s about. Draco Malfoy… probably wasn’t much when it came to sex. Oh, Harry is certain that he made use of Pansy in a variety of ways, but actually teaching the girl anything… well, Draco would have to know something himself first, now wouldn’t he?
As Hermione and Pansy both come to a stop before him, they settle back onto the heels of their feet, kneeling there side by side. Hermione looks up at him hopefully, and Harry gives her a smile and a nod, watching as the horny bookworm hurriedly leans forward and begins the process of extracting his cock from the confines of his pants and boxers. She soon has it in her hands and is stroking up and down his length, even as Harry reaches out and rests a hand of his own atop each of his witch’s heads.
His fingers curl into brunette and blonde locks respectively, and Harry guides both girls in to his cock. Pansy still takes her cues from Hermione, so when she sees the bookworm happily stick out her tongue and begins lapping at the side of his member, she follows suit, doing the same on the opposite side. An honest grin spreads across Harry’s face from ear to ear as he watches the two witches go at it, enjoying the sensations their lips and tongues on his cock are bringing about.
Hermione, the ever-achiever, quickly moves one hand down to his balls and slips the other betwixt her thighs, fingering herself and fondling his nut sack, all while moaning and slurping at his cock. Pansy moves her own hands to her body as well, playing with a tit and fingering her own cunt in a mirror of Hermione’s actions, even as the two endeavor to give him the best tag team blowjob he’s ever gotten.
Eventually, guiding them both via the grip he has on their hair, Harry pulls Hermione down to his balls, while guiding Pansy up to his cockhead. Both witches respond appropriately to this, with Hermione slurping and suckling at his nuts while Pansy opens wide and does her best to swallow him whole. It’s obvious from the offset that while the blonde Pureblood witch HAS sucked dick before, she’s struggling with Harry’s size.
Needless to say, practically having confirmation that her previous bed partner was a limp dicked on top of being a bigoted idiot fills Harry with a sense of satisfaction and karmic justice. Pansy’s eyes are a little watery though as she looks up at him, trying her best to take him further into her mouth and not getting further than halfway before she starts to gag.
“Hulghk… Hulghk… Hulghk…”
The poor little witch is doing her best though, and Harry can respect that. He doesn’t force her to go any further, doesn’t use his grip on her hair to face fuck her or anything like that. No, Pansy does that all by herself, even as Hermione continues to slobber all over his ball sack. The blonde witch pulls back for a moment, steadying herself and going cross-eyed as she glares down at his cock as if its offended her… and then she begins to do her level best to deep-throat him, choking herself on his member most vigorously.
“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”
Harry groans and tilts his head back in enjoyment of this action, thoroughly appreciating Pansy’s work ethic. For a pureblood, she really isn’t half bad… and he’s getting closer by the moment as her and Hermione’s ministrations combine to bring him to his inevitable release.
“Here it comes, girls!”
His hands tighten in their hair, and he pulls Hermione up even as he drags Pansy back. Their cheeks end up smooshed together, and after Hermione tilts her head back and sticks out her tongue in anticipation, Pansy hurries to follow suit. A moment later, Harry cums, coating their faces in his seed, covering them from forehead to chin in white, hot ejaculate. Some of it lands on their tongues, even as they both flinch from the onslaught of fluids he’s covering them with.
Once he’s done, the very first thing Hermione does is turn and begins to lick Pansy clean. This visibly surprises the Pureblood witch, her eyes going wide when Hermione’s tongue forces its way into Pansy’s mouth to steal a dollop of Harry’s cum. The brunette is all over the blonde, until ultimately Pansy recovers, and then it becomes more of a mutual makeout session.
Needless to say, watching Hermione and Pansy vigorously make out like that is more than enough to get Harry riled up again, his cock growing hard once more betwixt his legs. With a somewhat primal growl of desire and lust, he stands, using his still strong grip on their hair to pull them both to their feet as well. They keep on kissing, the minxes, though from the look of things its Hermione who’s keeping them together, twining her limbs around Pansy and holding the blonde close as she continues to snog her senseless.
As a result, when Harry tosses both naked witches onto the bed behind him, Hermione ends up on bottom, and seemingly with no intention of switching places with Pansy as she continues to kiss the pureblood from below. As a matter of fact, what Hermione wants Harry to do next is abundantly obvious when the brunette slides her hands down Pansy’s back and to her thighs, spreading them wide for Harry to see Pansy’s glistening pussy lips.
Chuckling, Harry gets onto the bed after them and completes the sandwich that Pansy is ultimately the meat of. He takes HIS meat, and he lines up with the blonde’s cunt, pressing into her from behind. Pansy groans and moans into Hermione’s mouth as the two witches continue to kiss heatedly. It’s obvious immediately that Harry’s previous assertion was correct, and Pansy definitely isn’t a virgin.
Still, she’s certainly tight enough for it to be pleasurable as he saws into her, sliding his cock inch after inch into her depths. Her pussy is also quite wet, sopping even, and Harry finds himself groaning in surprised pleasure at just how good Pansy feels wrapped around his dick. Grabbing hold of her perfectly jiggly heart-shaped buttocks with both hands, Harry begins to piston in and out of the pureblood’s pussy, taking her right there as she lays out across Hermione, moaning helplessly into the muggleborn’s mouth, wiggling pointlessly in her arms.
Soon enough, Pansy’s hips are pushing back into Harry’s thrusts. The blonde is moaning all the more wantonly, her cries of pleasure barely muffled by Hermione’s lips as her head tosses back and her spine arches. Harry, meanwhile, doesn’t let up for even a second, fucking Pansy as hard and as fast as he likes, using her as his own personal sex toy. In the end, she belonged to him now, right? He wasn’t going to take advantage of her, he’d had no intentions of doing so… but then she’d asked for it. She’d BEGGED for it.
So now, that’s exactly what was happening. Pounding into Pansy Parkinson’s tight little pussy from behind, Harry brings the pureblood witch to climax after climax, sending her over the edge again and again, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue ultimately lolling out of her mouth for Hermione to lean up and suck and nibble at, biting Pansy’s tongue and drawing the pureblood back down into another heated makeout session.
Between the two of them, they tag team Pansy into oblivion together, fucking her through orgasm after explosive orgasm, until finally, her pussy walls clench and flex and tighten up around Harry’s cock enough to bring him over the edge and cause him to spill his seed deep inside of the pureblood witch’s womb, filling her to the brim and then some. After that creampie, things begin to wind down. Harry pulls out of Pansy, and flops over onto his back on the other side of the bed, leaving Hermione and Pansy to writhe for just a few moments before eventually, the brunette pushes Pansy onto her back right beside him.
Moving down the length of the blonde’s body, Hermione has a mischievous look in her eye as she begins to eat Pansy out. Clearly not for the pureblood’s benefit, but for her own, having developed quite the taste for Harry’s cum at this point in time. Harry just chuckles and enjoys the show, while Pansy gasps and mewls and arches her back all over again, flushing prettily with embarrassment and arousal at the feel of Hermione’s tongue in her freshly fucked pussy.
This really wasn’t what Harry thought was going to happen. He didn’t know what he expected from Pansy, but he’d thought she would at least be a bigot like Draco, and he’d had no intention of actually fucking her if she turned out to be that way. But in the end, it seemed that Pansy Parkinson wasn’t like that at all. Instead, if Harry had to put a word to her, he’d call her… adaptable.
She’d been what Draco wanted her to be, and now that she no longer had to, she was hopefully being more herself. And herself seemed to be quite the slutty minx, at that. In the end, all was well that ended well. Draco might raise a stink somewhere down the line still, but at least for the time being he’d been put in his place. Losing his mentee to Harry as he had would deal a serious blow to not only Draco’s reputation, but his family’s as well.
Hopefully it would help Sirius out in his own battles with Lucius Malfoy. At the very least, it would give Harry’s godfather ammunition to snipe at Lord Malfoy with, and that alone was likely to bring Sirius no end of delight. Smiling quite happily, Harry drifts off, one arm still around Pansy’s shoulders, even as she continues to writhe under Hermione’s eager ministrations.
He couldn’t wait to see what the future held for him…
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Meanwhile, Hermione’s victory over Pansy on Harry’s behalf has aroused the interest… and the libido of some older women around the school. But just who will make the first move? Just who will go after the Potter Heir first?
Comments
Hobbit
Honestly the librarian option took me off guard, funniest one of the lot :D
Cambrian
Good idea!
tornadoboy
Have you considered Penelope Clearwater. Percy's gf? Maybe she could come in instead of Percy as a stand in judge for the tournament when Crouch pulls out? Or be Crouch's assistant
