Warning: Suitable only for those over 18 years of age.
All characters are over 18 years old
Porn with a plot.
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Harry walked under his invisibility cloak and left the castle without anyone noticing.
Normally Dumbledore would know where Harry was if he tried to find him, but Harry had found all the tracking spells on several of his things, including his invisibility cloak, and had moved them to other things that were currently in his trunk.
He even used his ability to manipulate probabilities afterward to make sure he didn't miss any, so he was certain that no one would know where he was going.
Of course, the woman he was meeting was the only one who would know where Harry would be during the next few hours.
Harry left the castle under his invisibility cloak and headed in the direction of Hagrid's hut.
Of course he wasn't going to visit Hagrid and there was no hidden passage in Hagrid's house, but in that direction was the Whomping Willow.
The whooping willow was planted many years ago, but few knew that its purpose was to hide a secret place.
Of course, few people found out because the Boxing Willow would hit anyone who came near.
But Harry knew the secret of how to get through it.
So when he approached the whomping willow and entered its attack range, his magic acted swiftly and a small knot at the base of the tree was pressed.
Immediately afterwards, the whooping willow stood still and Harry was able to continue on his way.
Harry entered through the hole at the base of the tree and continued through the passageway.
Using wandless magic, the air in the place was renewed and the area was cleaned.
Furthermore, Harry was able to tell that only the woman he was going to meet was ahead of him and no one else.
He was sure that Narcisa wouldn't bring anyone else with her to set a trap for him, but it didn't hurt to be sure.
Certain that it was not a trap, Harry opened the door and greeted the woman.
"Narcisa," Harry said confidently, smiling as he brazenly looked at the woman's body.
"Mr. Potter," said Narcissa, nodding her head and looking down, unbothered by the young man's brazen stare.
After all, Harry's gaze upon her body told her that she would have what she wanted today.
Of course, she continued to act like a woman who needed help.
On the outside, she was the woman who needed Harry's help to kill the Dark Lord and save her family, while on the inside, the woman told herself that it was an order from the Dark Lord and that she had to seduce the young man in front of her.
But Harry knew that Narcissa was hiding more behind her actions.
Although the woman had a serious face and was dressed like a pureblood lady, beneath all those clothes were hidden her nipples as hard as steel and her wet cunt.
Although Narcissa told herself that she came here following the orders of the dark lord, something inside her mind could not wait for what would happen next.
After all, she was the one who requested this meeting.
Of course, there was also a bit of frustration because Harry hadn't contacted her as she had hoped.
Narcisa was confident in her beauty and figure, and she was sure that the young man in front of her would send her a letter to meet again after their last encounter.
After all, he promised to do anything to get her help, and it wouldn't be surprising if a young man like Harry became obsessed with her body.
That was Narcissa's plan to fulfill the task that the dark lord had entrusted to her.
Narcissa didn't know when the dark lord would ask her to guide Harry Potter into a trap, but at that moment she would need to have the young man's trust and sex would be crucial for that.
But Harry never contacted her, and Narcissa spent the whole month masturbating while remembering what happened in that bathroom.
Reading the woman's superficial thoughts, Harry smiled because his plans had worked.
Since their last meeting in the bathroom during the Quidditch World Cup final, Harry had not contacted Narcissa, nor had she sent any information about the Dark Lord as she had promised.
But even though Harry seemed uninterested in Narcissa, that didn't mean he wouldn't do absolutely anything to further his plans.
Secretly, during the first nights of September, he used his ability to manipulate probabilities so that Narcissa would remember their encounter that night.
And after the first 5 nights, Harry increased the chances that Narcissa would masturbate thinking about him.
The first time, he had to change the odds from 23% to 100%.
The second time it went from 25% to 100% and so on until the last night of September, when the probability of Narcisa masturbating while thinking about him was 97% and he didn't have to use his skills to bring that percentage to 100%, as Narcisa did it by herself without his intervention.
Harry knew because the percentage changed to 100% without him using his ability. Therefore, he guessed what the woman was doing at that moment.
And Harry was right, as the woman spent an hour furiously masturbating before falling asleep.
With her husband indisposed, Narcissa had no one to scratch her itch with, and Harry also made sure that she didn't go looking for someone else.
Harry didn't know how it happened, but his skill at manipulating probabilities ensured that Narcissa decided to stay home and not go out looking for a lover.
Until yesterday, Narcissa couldn't stand it anymore and left a message at the Shrieking Shack to meet with Harry today, and here they were.
"Harry…" Narcissa said and began to explain that the Dark Lord had not returned to Malfoy Manor and therefore she had no important information to share with him.
"So why did you call me?" Harry asked doubtfully, making a face, but his grimace quickly disappeared and he adopted a serious expression.
Narcisa noticed that grimace, and wondered if she was as attractive as she thought.
"Harry... I... I don't want you to lose interest in defeating the Dark Lord."
After trying to appear weak and helpless, Narcisa paused before giving her excuse.
"As long as you defeat the Dark Lord and save my family, I will be very grateful," said Narcissa, looking away, not daring to look Harry in the face, but she did not forget to cross her arms under her generous breasts and stand up a little.
Seeing Narcissa's timid performance, Harry smiled because things had turned out as he expected.
Although Narcissa told herself that she hated this and that she was only doing it because of the dark lord's orders, her body did not lie.
Although she was looking the other way, Narcissa could feel Harry's gaze on her body and unconsciously trembled, imagining various scenarios.
"Really?" Harry asked as he approached.
And the closer he got to her, the more Narcisa could feel her heartbeats increasing.
"Are you willing to do anything for me?" Harry said when he reached Narcissa and pressed his body against hers, bringing his lips close to the Malfoy matriarch's left ear.
"... and"
When she felt Harry's breath on her ears, Narcissa's body trembled and she could only open her mouth a little and nod her head.
Hearing the woman's small murmur, Harry smiled and his hands quickly reached Narcissa's hips.
!!!
Narcissa suddenly screamed in surprise when Harry's hands suddenly pulled her towards him and her hands unconsciously gripped his shoulders.
And before the woman could say anything, her lips were captured by Harry's and her mind went blank for a second.
When she regained her senses and realized what was happening, Narcissa didn't think about resisting and instead her hands encircled Harry's neck.
When Narcissa's hands encircled his neck, Harr smiled as his hands wandered south.
And with a little force, Harry's hands grabbed a large handful of Narcissa's plump bottom.
Narcissa could only moan as her lips and bottom were abused, returning the hungry kiss to Harry and his arms tightening around her neck, completely forgetting that she shouldn't be enjoying this.
But after a month of masturbating while remembering her first encounter with Harry in that bathroom, the woman became too aroused to think clearly.
Dad! Dad!
Two loud slaps sounded in that small room and Narcisa moaned as she felt the slight burning sensation on her bottom.
"Let's clean the room," Harry said, parting his lips, and Narcissa nodded unconsciously.
Narcissa's mind was in a trance, so Harry's words were not properly processed by her brain.
But when Harry stepped back a little and raised his hands, Narcissa recovered and saw how Harry's pure magic changed the room.
When Harry told her they would meet in this place, Narcissa never thought their intimate encounters would take place here because of the filth of the place.
Instead, she thought Harry would take her somewhere else.
After all, he's the last Potter, and as the Boy Who Lived, he figured spending some money wouldn't be a problem.
But when she saw how the wooden floor was being restored from its previous almost rotten state, the walls regained their color, the furniture was being restored to its original state, and the chandeliers had their candles lit, only then did Narcissa know that Harry intended to take her right there.
Aside from her worries about someone else finding them, Narcissa's mind couldn't dwell on that too much because of her amazement at Harry's skill with magic.
Although she was aware of Harry's ability to lift a ward without a wand, she couldn't help but be fascinated once again by what she had just seen.
Wandless magic was a mark of a highly skilled wizard, but the ease with which the young man performed it alongside her highlighted his power.
Looking at the young man's face next to her, Narcisa stared at him, fascinated, so much so that she did not resist when the young man grabbed her by her buttocks and led her towards a piece of furniture.
And when Harry sat down on the couch and his clothes appeared on the clean floor beside them, Narcissa knew what to do as she knelt between the legs of the naked young man.
Taking the shaft in her hands, Narcisa marveled at its size as she brought her face closer and her nose unconsciously inhaled.
Sniff Sniff* Sniff* Sniff*
In Narcisa's opinion, too much time had passed since she had held that cock in her hands and smelled that intoxicating scent in her mind.
Her hands continued to rub up and down, enjoying the musk that filled her nostrils and the warmth she felt in her hands.
Narcissa had been waiting for this for a long time, so when the head of Harry's cock released a few drops of semen, Narcissa immediately took the head in her mouth and sucked it eagerly.
¡Chup! ¡Chup! ¡Chup! ¡Chup!
As if it were the most delicious candy in the world, Narcissa's lips sucked on the head of Harry's cock and her tongue tasted the few drops of semen.
Although she swallowed every drop of semen that escaped, Narcisa continued sucking while her hands kept moving up and down.
Pop!
And when Harry's cock seemed reluctant to give her any more of what had become her new favorite drink, Narcissa snapped her head back before lowering her face and taking his balls in her hand.