Alyn led Harry passed the merch table to a bright green tent with the Kestrel logo on it. The thing could have actually been a muggle tent, one used for outdoor events rather than recreational camping. It wasn't until they stepped inside that the magical aspect were revealed. The entry way was a large lobby with boxes of merch stacked in rows.
"Alyn!" A young man called.
Harry saw her shoulders droop. The guy hurried over. He wore a jersey like Alyn. The guy had long blonde hair pulled back into a tail and had an athletic build that was on the bulkier side. The guy smiled brightly as he hurried over. If he had to guess, Harry would have placed him as a Beater. A Keeper needed to be able to move quickly in a small space, a larger frame wasn't the most suitable.
"Jenner." Alyn said flatly.
"Who's this?" The guy, Jenner, asked.
"A friend from school." Alyn replied. "I'm showing him around."
Jenner looked at Harry. His face scrunched up for a moment.
"Second year?" He asked.
"Sure." Harry rolled his eyes.
"Jenner." The guy held out his hand. "Reserve Beater. I've been showing Alyn the ropes since she's a rookie. I'd be happy to join you. Probably know more about the place too."
Harry looked to Alyn. She had a thinly veiled annoyed expression on her face. He shifted back to Jenner, his eyes dropping to the extended hand.
"No thanks." Harry shook his head. "Ready?"
Alyn smiled. "Ready."
She led him out of the lobby, leaving Jenner standing there with his hand still out. Alyn quickly stepped through a door to the side. The two stood in a short hallway.
"I hate that guy." She muttered once the door closed behind them. "He has one year on me and thinks he knows everything. Hasn't even played in a real match but gave me 'tips' after all three of mine. He's constantly trying to push in on interviews too."
Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him. Her eyes went wide as he kissed her deeply. Alyn giggled as they broke apart.
"You were going to show me where your room was?" Harry asked.
"Yes, yes I was." She smiled as she grabbed his hand.
Alyn quickly pulled him along. "That's the showers." She said at the first door. "Managers office." She pointed out the second door. "Ladies Bunks. The guys are on the other side. Fraternization between teammates is looked down upon."
She opened the door to show him a room with six beds, three on each wall. They were separated by a three-quarters wall. Alyn led him to one of the beds in the middle. The wall had a couple of pictures that from Hogwarts as well as some newspaper clippings.
"We'll be alone for a bit." Alyn sat on her bed.
"Are you okay with someone discovering us?" Harry asked as he joined her.
"They've seen me naked in the showers." She leaned in, nibbling on his ear. "I'm fine with it if you are."
"That is a nice visual."
She gasped as Harry pushed her onto her back. He kissed her neck and his hands slipped under her jersey. His fingertips traced the outline of her abs as they traveled upwards.
"Mister Potter." Alyn breathed. "What type of girl do you take me for?"
"One that I'm going to give a limp and a smile." Harry replied.
"Prove it." She grabbed the bottom of her jersey, pulling it off in one fast motion.
Harry paused, taking in her body. Her athletic stomach had the ghost of abs. She wore a sports bra that held her breasts tightly. Harry kissed her flat stomach, nibbling on her bellybutton. Alyn let out a sharp moan as his teeth brushed against her skin.
"That's new." She whispered.
His hands stayed in motion, slipping her bra up to expose her breasts. He sat back up to appreciate the view. Her chest was larger than he expected. Her pert, button sized nipples made them look even bigger. He didn't have a catalogue of bra sizes readily available to compare her measurements. It didn't matter, they were gorgeous.
"Freezing up?" Alyn teased.
"Works of art deserve to be admired." Harry smiled at her.
She chuckled. "Take that shirt off. I want to feel your skin against mine."
Harry was happy to fulfil her request. He tossed his shirt off near hers.
"Sweet Morgana." She whispered as her eyes traveled along his chest.
He looked down to see her tracing the various scars on his skin.
"Stories can wait." Harry kissed her. "I have a promise to keep."
Harry kissed her cute, little nipples. His hands traveled down her sides, hooking along her pants, and sliding to the front. He began to work on her buttons, adding a bit of suction to his kisses. The only thing she wore now was the wrist-brace that contained her wand.
He needed to remember to pick one of those up for himself.
"There are spells to get the clothes off faster." Alyn giggled.
"I know." Harry finished with her buttons. He grabbed her pants and yanked them down. "I like doing it this way."
Harry shifted lower, placing his head between her legs, setting them atop his shoulders. He smiled when he saw her panties had an embroidered snitch on them. Looking up, he locked eyes with her. Harry placed mouth against the thin fabric over her pussy.
"Those are in the way if you're going to do what I think you're planning." Alyn held his gaze.
He adjusted his mouth, finding the top of her slit, and began to hum. Her legs shot out straight, her muscles tensing, as the vibrations traveled through her body.
"By Maeve's clit, what was that?" Alyn moaned.
"Resonance." Harry grinned wickedly up at her.
"Whatever it is, do it again." She breathed.
Harry repeated the process. This time moving his mouth up and down in small motions. Alyn gripped the sheets, her mouth open in a silent scream.
"Where did you learn that?" She managed to say as Harry paused to take a breath.
"A girl hums during a blowjob and it feels amazing." He explained. "Figured it would work the other way too."
Alyn drew her wand. A flick of her wrist vanished their remaining clothes. He had no idea where they went. At the moment he didn't really care.
"Fuck me." She growled.
Harry kept her legs on his shoulders as he raised up. Her hand reached down, grabbing his shaft, and guiding him to her wet lower lips.
"You've earned the smile." She locked eyes with him as she slid the crown of his cock along the length of her pussy. "What about that limp?"
Harry gave her a wry smile as he pushed forward. Alyn moaned as he steadily pressed inch by inch into her warm, wet pussy.
"Oh Merlin, you're huge." She moaned.
Harry leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on her lips. She shuddered as he bottomed out in her. They locked eyes. Harry stayed hilted inside of her, letting her adjust to his size. Alyn leaned forward, placing her forward against his. She nodded. He began to pull back, stopping once only the head of his cock was still inside. They moaned in sync as Harry began to press forward once more.
He grabbed onto her hips, picking up the pace. His steady, hard thrusts rocked her body. Harry pulled her hips to mean him, clapping their bodies together. Alyn pulled his closer, pressing her forehead against hers and running her fingers through his hair. Harry groaned as her tits bounced against his chest, dragging her hard nipples along his skin. Her pussy desperately tried to pull him back in with every thrust. He slammed into her faster and harder, his mind set on getting her to orgasm first.
Alyn moaned loudly with every as she grabbed a handful of his hair, gripping it tightly as she began to buck underneath him. He took that as a good sign. His whole body hammered away with everything he could. Every thrust was met with a resounding slap.
"Cumming." She muttered before trailing off into gibberish.
Harry tried to hold on, but the feeling of her pussy milk his cock pushed him over the edge. Their lips found each other, kissing each other deeply as they rode out their climaxes.
Alyn rolled to the side, taking him down to the bed. She breathed in short gasps. True to his word, a smile played across her lips. Harry pulled out of her, laying on his back. He pulled her close against his side. Without a thought she tucked his arm under her head to use as a pillow. She draped a leg over him as they basked in the afterglow together.
After a moment she let out a little giggle.
"What?" He asked.
"I just fucked Harry Potter." She continued to giggle. "I would be in so much trouble if I was still at Hogwarts. I can picture the look on Snape's face."
"He is the last person I want to think of right now." Harry said. The image of an outraged Snape flashed in his mind. He started to chuckle. "Okay, that would be pretty funny."
"Too bad I don't have a camera." Alyn sighed. "No one is going to believe me." She held up a hand, miming taking a picture. "Harry and Me. With an arrow pointing between my legs. Harry's cum."
Harry shook his head. He froze. "Uh, I forgot to ask. Are you on the potion?"
"A bit too late for that." Alyn laughed. "I'm on contract with the Kestrels." She said after a moment, as though that explained everything.
"What does that have to do with things?" Harry asked slowly.
"The first three years I have a No Pregnancy Claus in my contract." She explained. "It doesn't make sense for a team to sign a rookie just for them to get knocked up halfway through the first season. All the teams do it these years. Think about it, have you heard of one of the Harpies having kids before they retired?"
An intense anger began to build in his chest. Ginny had never mentioned that. She knew he wanted a family. He was upfront about that. Ginny asked for his support in her quidditch career, saying that they could keep trying and she'd take time off once she was pregnant.
It was just another lie. She never planned on having kids while she in the pros.
"Are you alright?" Alyn interrupted his thoughts.
"Yeah." Harry looked over to her, giving her a smile. "Had to tap down that moment of blind panic."
She laughed. "We should get dressed. Someone is going to start looking for me, probably already have."
Alyn slipped out of the bed. She scanned the area for her clothes. Harry grinned as she shuffled over and started to get dressed.
"Smile and a limp?" He asked.
"You didn't disappoint." She nodded. "Next time I'll be ready."
"Next time?" Harry got out of bed to find his clothes as well. "I like the sound of that."
Once they were both dressed Alyn led him back outside. She winked at him as they split off. Tonks was waiting nearby. She looked incredibly bored and annoyed. Harry saw the reason as he got closer. Jenner stood beside chatting away.
"You ready?" Harry asked stepping up in front of her.
"Yes." She practically yelled.
"But…" Jenner said.
"Why were you talking to that guy?" Harry asked as they walked away.
"He asked if I was a Kestrels fan." She sighed, rolling her eyes. "I said they were better than the Cannons but not my team. Then he started to 'explain' the game of Quidditch to me."
"Should I hex him?" Harry asked.
"Already did." Tonks shot him a sly grin. "Just something small."
"Oh?" Harry waited for her to continue.
"I turned his socks into bread." She said happily. "He didn't seem to notice."
Harry smiled broadly at her. "Where to now?"
"I don't know." She chucked bumping her shoulder against his. "Any other professional quidditch players you plan to bed?"
"I wouldn't say no if the Harpies have a station."