In the quiet of the Gryffindor Common Room well past curfew, Harry paced in front of the roaring fireplace. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do," Harry groaned loudly. "Merlin, I was such an idiot to ask her in the first place. Of course Cedric would have asked her already."
The fireplace crackled, sending sparks up into the air as the face within it shifted. "No, you weren't," he said seriously. "You did what any man should do: you asked out the girl you liked. Being bold enough to take that first step shows that you have promise."
"Promise as what?" Harry asked. "A loser who's going to go to the Yule Ball alone?"
"No," Sirius chuckled. "As the most eligible bachelor at Hogwarts. Look, Harry, everyone knows you; you're famous. Even ignoring your dashing good looks and charming personality, plenty of witches would be lining up to be your date just because of that."
"Uh huh," Harry snorted. "Given the glowing recommendation, you sound like you want to ask me out."
"Hey, I'm trying to help you out here," Sirius pouted. "At least one of us has had a lifetime of witches throwing themselves at him. You could have that too if you played your cards right."
"Alright my wise godfather," Harry said sarcastically as he sat down in front of the fireplace. "Impart your wonderful teachings unto me."
"That's the spirit," Sirius said, winking as he pretended to take Harry's words seriously. "Look, you like this Cho girl, right?"
"Obviously," Harry replied dryly.
"Well, you need to get over her," Sirius exclaimed.
"Wonderful advice," Harry replied sarcastically again. "If that's all, I need to go to bed."
"Hang on!" Sirius interrupted. "Listen to me here for a minute. She's going to ball with someone else and there's nothing you can do to change that. If you show up like you are now, you'll just mope around and have a miserable time. What you need to do is find a better witch to go with."
"Better than Cho?" That seemed hard to beat. Cho was drop dead gorgeous and an incredible Seeker on the Ravenclaw Quidditch Team. It was going to be hard to beat that.
"You just need to broaden your horizons," Sirius insisted. "Look, spend the next couple of days looking at the witches around Hogwarts, and I mean really looking at them. Come up with a list of the hottest ones and start asking them out one by one until someone says yes. Trust me, with a pretty girl on your arm, you'll forget all about Cho at the ball and instead be dreaming about what that hottie will do to you after the ball."
"And you think they're just going to say yes to me asking them out, even if I don't know them?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow at his godfather.
"Women love confidence," Sirius stated. "It's how I got with so many witches when I was at Hogwarts. Besides, you've got enough going for you that you're a far more interesting date than any of the other blokes at your school. Your only real competition is the foreign students. A sexy foreign accent is an instant way to get someone interested in you. In fact, if you could pull off a convincing one-"
"I'm pretty sure everyone at Hogwarts knows I have a normal accent, Sirius," Harry pointed out.
"Alright, just trying to help," Sirius said, raising his hands in surrender. "Look, just take my advice and pick the hottest witch at Hogwarts and ask her out. Being confident will get your foot in the door; you can get to know them after that. Trust me, you'll thank me for it later when it works out."
Harry sighed. Sirius's advice sounded ridiculous as it usually did, but maybe he had a point. It wasn't like Harry's plans were working out well. "I'll give it a shot," Harry relented.
"Great!" Sirius grinned. "And I expect quite the Christmas present if you get lucky!"
"In your dreams!" Harry shouted back at the fireplace as he started for the staircase.
After a day of bird watching, Harry had finally come up with his short list of the most attractive women at Hogwarts. There were quite a few names on his list that were familiar to him: Fleur Delacour, Parvati Patil, Susan Bones, Tracey Davis. They were all stunning and Harry would be lying if he said he hadn't dreamed about getting with one of them at one point or another. However, there was a single name above them on his list.
At first, Harry hadn't known who the mysterious witch he saw in the library earlier in the day was. She was a Slytherin, but she had to be a couple years younger than him since he didn't recognize her. She looked absolutely radiant with her long, dark-brown hair and big, brown eyes. She was really cute with her small nose, rosy cheeks, and kissable pink lips. She had been balancing herself on one foot as she was reaching up to grab a book from a high shelf when Harry spotted her. He honestly couldn't believe that he had never noticed her before today. Maybe Hermione was right that he was too wrapped up in his own world to take notice of anyone outside of it. He only had time for himself and his friends, but this experience had really been eye opening for him.
Thankfully, after asking around a bit, Ginny had come back to him with the witch's name: Astoria Greengrass.
Everyone knew Daphne Greengrass; she was widely considered to be the most beautiful witch at Hogwarts. She was a buxom, blond witch with icy blue eyes and an incredible arse that did wonderful things to her skirt when she walked. Harry had shared a few classes with her before, and while he found her to be beautiful, he didn't think she held a candle to Astoria.
Whereas Daphne was all curves, Astoria was slimmer. Her bust was smaller but still prominent. Her hair and eyes stood out less, but she had this incredibly sophisticated look to her that left Harry completely entranced. She looked like a quiet, elegant woman who always had something clever to say without being superior about it. She was like a delicate porcelain doll of a graceful dancer brought to life by the most wondrous magic.
Harry had spent nearly an hour spying on her in the library before he had realized what he was doing and quickly rushed off to find out her name. By the time he returned, Cho was completely out of his mind, along with all of the other witches he had considered. He only had eyes for Astoria now.
He found her in the library again sitting near the back alone at a table. Harry's nerves almost got to him a few times as he walked over to her, but his godfather's words kept ringing through his mind. He had to be confident!
So, Harry strode right up to Astoria's table with an easygoing smile on his lips. Astoria looked up when Harry's shadow washed over her book, and he was struck by how beautiful her brown eyes were when they were staring right back into his green ones.
"Hi," Harry said, already mentally grimacing at how lame he thought he sounded. "You're Astoria Greengrass, right?"
"Yes." Merlin, her voice sounded angelic. "And you're Harry Potter."
"The scar give it away?" Harry joked lightly, trying to remember his godfather's advice.
Unfortunately, Astoria didn't seem to be overly taken with his attempt at humour. "No," she answered simply. "You're just not the inconspicuous type."
"Right," Harry muttered awkwardly, but he forced himself to push onward. "Do you mind if I sit down?"
Astoria shook her head silently, making her beautiful brown curls bob around her face, and gestured to the chair opposite her. Harry pulled out the chair and sat himself down as Astoria looked on at him curiously.
"I notice you're not wearing any of the Potter Stinks badges," Harry said, trying to spark some type of conversation.
Astoria's lips curved slightly upwards. "Staring at my chest, Potter?"
Harry's natural instinct was to backpedal and blush. While he couldn't do much about the latter, he remembered his godfather's words to be confident. "No," he admitted, "but it's hard not to take you in when you look so elegant."
"Elegant?" Astoria laughed lightly, but it was clear that she wasn't making fun of him with her laughter. If anything, she seemed interested in his words. "I'm just studying in the library."
How could he put into words just how beautiful she looked to him? It was as though all of his searching today had taken the blinders away from his eyes and opened him up to the wider world around him, and Astoria Greengrass was the pinnacle of everything wonderful about this new place. She was divine, and he just wanted to get to know her better from here.
"You have this air about you," Harry said, struggling to explain, but Astoria didn't seem to mind. She just listened to him attentively with her big brown eyes focused right on him. "You just seem at peace here, like you're lost in your own perfect world. It made me notice you."
"Ah, to be noticed by the great Harry Potter," Astoria said sarcastically. "How fortunate I am."
"I didn't mean it like that," Harry chuckled as he rolled his eyes. "I just realized that I've never really noticed you before. I'm sure I've seen you in the Great Hall or in the corridors somewhere, but I guess I've just been a bit too caught up in my own world to not notice someone like you before."
"Someone like me?" Astoria cocked her head to the side.
"The most beautiful woman at Hogwarts," Harry answered sincerely.
Astoria's eyes widened ever so slightly as she stared into his eyes. It was like she was searching for any sign of deceit or falsehoods in his words, but there weren't any. Harry was being as honest as he could when he told her just how beautiful she was. Astoria's lips parted slightly as she tried to form a reply, but she couldn't find the words. Honestly, she just looked all the more adorable when she was at a loss like this.
"Would you like to go to the Yule Ball with me?" Harry asked suddenly. That jolted Astoria's mouth back closed. "I know we've only just met, but I'd like to get to know you better."
"Okay," Astoria answered shyly.
The quiet words such a departure from her previously playful demeanour that it threw Harry for a moment. He'd already been trying to come up with some clever reply to her inevitably clever reply, but it wasn't needed now. Words were never his forte anyway.
So, Harry just grinned at Astoria as she smiled gently back at him.
Waiting in front of the Great Hall for Astoria was one of the hardest things Harry had ever done. He was a complete nervous wreck as he waited around while the other Champions stood waiting with their partners. Over the last few weeks leading up to the Yule Ball, Harry had spent almost every waking hour outside of class with Astoria just talking to her and getting to know her as a friend. And, after he'd learned so much more about her, he realized that he was really falling for her.
At first, he'd been worried that he was just infatuated with Astoria. She was a beautiful witch, but he didn't really know much about her. Thankfully, all of that worry fell away once he got to learn more about her.
The first thing he learned about Astoria was that she was insatiably curious about things. Her drive for knowledge reminded him deeply of Hermione, but she didn't seem to care too much about how to practically apply the knowledge like Hermione did. Instead, she just wanted to know things. It was a bit strange at first, and Harry hadn't been able to really wrap his mind around it until they talked more. She'd drop these obscure nuggets of information throughout their chats, and when he asked her how she knew all of these things, she'd just shrug and say that she read it in a book somewhere.
True to her family name, Astoria loved gardening. She spent a lot of time doing it back home where she could plant anything that took her fancy. She talked about this large field behind her family's manor and the plot of soil she had beside a riverbank that she used to grow various herbs, fruits, and vegetables—both magical and mundane. She liked flying too, though she admitted that she wasn't anywhere close to his skill level.
Beyond that, Astoria was a deeply kind and caring woman, and that just made Harry all the more attracted to her.
And that attraction had left him a nervous wreck for most of the day. He had called Sirius the night before for some reassurance, and his godfather had simply reiterated the same advice as before: be confident!
Taking in a deep breath, Harry evened out his breathing and straightened his burgundy dress robes. They were the nicest clothes he owned, thanks to Sirius. The burgundy material was wonderfully soft and helped to show off his broad shoulders and trim figure, and the black stitching helped to make it look even more stylish on him. Astoria had asked what he was planning to wear in advance so that she could coordinate around him, so Harry couldn't wait to see how gorgeous she would look.
As the minutes ticked by and Astoria still hadn't shown, Harry started to get nervous again. Professor McGonagall was glancing at her pocket watch while the other champions and their dates shuffled restlessly. At least Hermione, who was on the arm of Viktor Krum, had the decency to offer him a supportive smile.
A gasp from Fleur's lips drew his attention to her, but her eyes were focused on the staircase behind him. Turning around slowly, Harry nearly fainted at the wondrous sight before him.
Astoria descended down the steps in a stunning, strapless, black dress. The dress's bodice was tight and clung to her figure wonderfully, showing off a healthy amount of creamy cleavage. The long, ball-gown skirt came down to just above her ankles and it was detailed with beautiful silver embroidery. Astoria's brown hair was pinned up, but several loose curls were framing her gorgeous face. Her cheeks were lightly flushed and her red lips were formed in a great, bright smile as she walked over to him.
"You look incredibly beautiful," Harry gushed as he met her halfway from the bottom of the staircase.
Astoria blushed and glanced down at herself before back to him. "You're looking quite handsome yourself."
"Ahem," Professor McGonagall interjected. "Thank you for finally arriving Miss Greengrass, but it's now time for the Champions to open the ball with a dance."
Harry offered Astoria his hand and a charming smile. "Shall we?"
Astoria giggled softly and took his hand. Harry led her over to the rest of the champions, and it was with no small amount of delight that he saw the eyes of every male on Astoria. Honestly, Harry couldn't blame them, not when Astoria looked this breathtaking.
Professor McGonagall led the champions into the Great Hall for the opening dance, and what followed was a whirlwind of an evening.
Harry had enough practice dancing to be a proficient partner, but Astoria was something else. From the very first dance, she showed a grace and beauty that Harry could never hope to match. She twirled around the dance floor with expert skill, moving perfectly in time with the beat of the music. Every single movement from the placement of her feet to the angle she stretched out her arm seemed perfectly calculated to make her look as breathtaking as possible.
It was a real treat to be able to dance with Astoria. He was so entranced in her fluid grace and beauty that he never once thought about Cho or even purposefully looked her way. If he had, he would have seen some annoyance on her face as she fought to make Cedric keep his focus on her rather than on Astoria. Jealous stares came in from all around the room, and there seemed to be a queue of men wanting to ask Astoria to dance, but she and Harry never gave them a chance. Other than to eat supper, they never once left each other's arms on the dance floor for the first half of the ball.
Eventually though, as everyone did, they started to tire out. That was when Astoria suggested a brief walk outside by the carriages that had brought the students from the other schools up to the castle.
Feeling flush with love and lust, Harry was perfectly happy to take a brief walk outside to collect himself. He placed warming charms over himself and Astoria, but kept them weak enough that they'd still feel the cool winter air.
Astoria let out a deep breath of air and watched as it fogged up in front of her face. "I've been having a wonderful time tonight," she smiled up at him.
Harry smiled back at her and offered his arm. She took it, holding it close to her chest as they meandered outside. "There's still time for me to mess it up," Harry joked as they stepped in between a couple of carriages.
Astoria giggled lightly as they came to a stop. "Somehow, I don't think you will." She let go of his arm and stepped in front of him.
Harry's green eyes met her brown ones and it was like everything else faded away. Here he was at the Yule Ball with the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts. She was the only thing on his mind, and right now, he just wanted to kiss her.
Harry leaned in slowly, giving Astoria a chance to pull back if he had accidentally misread her feelings. Instead, Astoria leaned in too, and their lips met in an explosive kiss.
Astoria's lips felt ever so soft against his, like a freshly fluffed pillow. They tasted faintly of raspberries. Harry wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss. Astoria seemed just as eager as he was as she kissed him back just as fiercely and pressed her hand against his chest, right over his heart.
Kissing out under the light snowfall was absolutely perfect.
So, naturally, it was ruined as Harry was harshly yanked backwards.
"Potter," Professor Snape snapped. His wand was at Harry's front. "You will unhand Miss Greengrass this instant."
"Professor, it's fine, we were just-" Astoria quickly tried to protest to her Head of House, but he was having none of it.
"You would do well to keep quiet," Snape told Astoria before he returned his focus back to Harry. "My office, Potter. I won't have you practicing any form of lecherous debauchery tonight. You'll wait there until I return after the ball ends and then we will discuss your punishment. Miss Greengrass, you will return to the ball and I will speak to you about your choice of companionship in the morning."
The door to Snape's office slammed shut and locked itself automatically as Snape left Harry alone in the modestly-sized room. Harry wanted to rage and scream at the man for ruining his evening, but Snape had already placed a silencing charm on Harry after his first outburst when he started leading Harry away from Astoria. He looked all around the candle-lit room, looking for something to break.
Unfortunately, Snape's office was terribly sparse. There were several locked cupboards that likely held potion ingredients and a few shelves where dozens of tomes sat. There was a roaring fireplace but no mantelpiece above it. Snape's large, dark, wooden desk was devoid of anything on its surface too other than a single pot of ink and a well-used quill. The drawers in the desk were locked too. Beyond that, there were just a couple of comfortable chairs on either side of the desk.
Nothing looked particularly worthwhile. The ink could easily be cleaned, and without his ability to speak, Harry wasn't able to cast any magic. Maybe he could try to brute force it, but he just didn't have the training in silent casting yet.
'For fuck's sake,' Harry thought to himself as he dropped into an armchair. His whole evening was ruined, and it had been going so well with Astoria. They had such a wonderful time dancing and kissing her had been absolutely incredible. And now Snape was going to try to scare her away from him. At least Harry knew that Astoria wasn't the type to be cowed easily. Hopefully she would see Snape's intimidation for what it was and still want to be with him.
Barely five minutes had passed since Snape had left when Harry suddenly heard the door unlock itself. He was out of his chair, ready to glower at Snape, only to lose all of his anger as Astoria slipped into the room. She had to tug her skirt to pull it into the room with her before she closed the door, but the second she did she practically pounced on Harry.
"I'm sorry," she said to Harry as she threw her arms around him. "Apparently, my jealous hag of a sister made up some story to Snape to try to ruin our evening because her pig-headed date was more interested in trying to dance with me than her."
Harry snorted in amusement. Astoria had told him a lot about the difficult relationship she had with her sister and the sly ways they would snipe back and forth at one another. He opened his mouth to speak, only for no words to come out.
Meeting Astoria's gaze he pointed at his open mouth. Her puzzled expression only lasted a second before her eyes lit up in understanding. "Finite Incantatem," she said as she pointed her wand at Harry. The red light struck him and he immediately felt the spell Snape had cast on him disperse.
"I can't believe you broke into Snape's office to find me," Harry gushed as grinned down at Astoria.
"Yeah, well, I suppose some of your stupid Gryffindor bravery has started to rub off on me," Astoria blushed lightly. "Besides, there's no way I'm letting a prat like Snape ruin our evening. I wasn't done with you, you know."
"Oh?" Harry smiled cheekily. "You weren't done with me?"
"Nope," Astoria smiled back. She pressed on his chest, forcing him to take a few steps back until his legs smacked up against Snape's desk. "There's still a lot more we have to do tonight."
Harry shivered at the hungry look in Astoria's eye. With nowhere else to go, Harry sat down on the edge of Snape's desk. That was when Astoria leaned in, slowly closed her eyes, and kissed him.
In an instant, Harry forgot all about his anger towards Snape for trying to ruin his evening. All that mattered was that he was here with Astoria now. She felt so soft and delicate in his arms as he held her against him, but the kiss was anything but that. Instead, it was powerful, fierce, and lust-filled. Astoria's hands were all over him, and Harry found his hands starting to roam too.
The soft fabric of Astoria's dress bunched in his hands as he felt her hips. His fingers extended out and just barely grazed the top of her ass, testing the waters. Though she couldn't speak since her lips were currently mashed against his, Harry felt her body react to his touch as she pressed herself even more firmly against him.
Harry couldn't believe that this absolute angel, the hottest woman at Hogwarts, wanted him so badly like this. Well, he wasn't one to let an opportunity go to waste. His hands slid down and he grabbed her ass, squishing her soft cheeks in his hands. He could feel the faint outline of her underwear underneath her dress, and the wonderful image of Astoria standing in front of him in nothing but her panties filled his mind.
Astoria broke the kiss as she gasped for air. Her hands, which had been touching all over his torso, suddenly dropped into his lap against his erection. "I want to make this a night to remember," Astoria told Harry as she slowly crouched down so that her head was just a few inches higher up than his crotch.
Completely entranced, Harry watched as Astoria deftly worked her way through his dress robes, parting them until she reached his trousers underneath. Her fingers made quick work of the button and zipper. Harry lifted his hips up just as Astoria tugged his trousers and underwear down at the same time, making his cock spring out.
Astoria's eyes widened as she took in the size of him, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch his cock. Instead of recoiling as a couple other women in Harry's past had when it jumped at their touch, Astoria gingerly wrapped her hand around it, marveling at how her fingers barely fit around the shaft.
"Merlin, you look so hot," Harry groaned as Astoria brought her face closer to his cock, making it very apparent as to just how large it was.
Astoria giggled and smiled up at him in a way that made his heart flutter. "You're just saying that because of what I'm about to do to you."
"No," Harry groaned again as Astoria pumped his cock once with her fist. "I've told you from the start that you're the most beautiful woman at Hogwarts. You just don't seem to recognize it."
"The most beautiful woman at Hogwarts," Astoria grinned. Every time she spoke, her warm breath misted across the surface of Harry's cock, making it jump and twitch needfully. Clear drops of precum started to form on his tip. "Well then, Harry Potter, please enjoy as the most beautiful woman at Hogwarts gives you the blowjob of a lifetime."
Astoria's red lips parted slightly and she stared up into his eyes as she slowly descended on his cock. The moment her soft, tender lips touched the tip of Harry's cock, he knew that he had truly found the woman for him.
Astoria took the head of his cock into her hot, damp mouth, and her tongue went to work immediately. It lovingly lathered the head of Harry's cock with all of the saliva she had been accumulating in her mouth, leaving him gripping the edge of the desk as unbearable pleasure tore through him.
There was no way that this was her first time doing something like this, but Harry also knew that Astoria had never dated anyone before. She was pure and unspoiled just for him, but she was just so incredible even in spite of that. Was it some natural talent or had she practiced on other things? Harry didn't know, but, truthfully, it didn't matter. All that did was that she was here doing this for him.
Harry's cock was twitching like mad inside of Astoria's mouth, so much so that she had to grip the base of his shaft firmly to help keep it still. She steadily worked her way further and further down his shaft, but it was quite the challenge due to his sheer girth. Her lips were already spread open wide so lewdly around his cock, and her cheeks were hollowed out to provide all of the pleasurable suction that was needed to really push the pure satisfaction Harry could get out of her blowjob.
"Fuck," Harry sighed as he rolled his head around, and his hand gently ran through Astoria's hair, feeling the carefully-placed pins in her hair that kept it up in her elegant style.
Astoria briefly retreated off of his cock for a moment to take a deep breath. "You can take those out if you want," she told him before returning her lips to his cock.
Of course Harry wanted to! He could just picture it now: Astoria's messy hair falling around her face as she bobbed up and down on his cock. He'd brush it away from her and she'd smile up at him in thanks.
Unable to wait any longer, Harry's fingers started pulling out the pins from Astoria's hair and relished in the sight of her beautiful brown curls falling around her face just as he'd envisioned. Astoria went to brush them back behind her ears, but Harry beat her to it. He gently grasped her soft curls and pulled them away from her pretty face as her tongue flicked back and forth along the underside of his cock.
A little bit of spit dripped out the corner of Astoria's mouth as she took Harry's cock deeper into her mouth than before. She kept going down on him until Harry felt the head of his cock ram up against the back of her throat. Astoria gagged around his cock but kept her head still and wiped away the spittle that was now dripping down her jaw. After holding that position for a few seconds though, Astoria finally pulled back.
The blowjob continued for the next few minutes in incredible fashion as Harry's mind was blown by just how good Astoria's mouth felt around his cock. He murmured little words of encouragement to her that seemed to work as she kept on enthusiastically sucking him off.
Eventually though, Harry knew that he needed this to stop. Astoria's amazing blowjob was bringing him closer and closer to the brink. As much as he'd like to cum in her mouth, there was somewhere else that he'd much prefer to finish.
"I'm getting a bit close," Harry warned Astoria as he gently pushed back on her forehead.
She got the hint and pulled away from his cock, but not before giving it one final kiss on its head. "Oh?" Astoria said as she looked up at him. "Unless I'm mistaken, that's the point of this."
"Yeah, well," Harry grinned. "I shouldn't be the one getting all the pleasure, now should I?"
Astoria's eyes sparkled. "Well, what did you have in mind?"
Harry had a lot of things in mind, but one thing stuck out above all others. "I want to lift you up onto Snape's desk and to fuck you silly until we both cum."
"You know I've never had sex before, right?" Astoria told him, though she didn't look any less excited by the idea. Her brown eyes were full of lust, and Harry spotted her subconsciously licking her lips.
"I'll be gentle until you're comfortable," Harry assured her.
"And then?" Astoria asked with a teasing smile on her lips.
Harry pushed off of the desk and landed on his feet directly in front of Astoria. He quickly crouched down and hoisted her up to her feet. "And then I'll fuck you the way you deserve," Harry told her as he reached around to the back of her dress. The small zipper, discreetly hidden, was quickly found by his fingers. He unzipped her dress as Astoria stared at him lovingly, loving the way he was worshiping her.
When the top half of her dress fell, Astoria didn't hide herself. Her beautiful breasts stood proudly on her chest and those two rosy-pink nipples were already hardened and pointed right at Harry. He was so captivated by the sight of them that Astoria took it upon herself to shimmy her way out of the rest of her dress. She tugged the fabric down until it slid past her lips and pooled on the floor around her feet. Her thin, white panties were all that was left on her, but Astoria yanked them down eagerly too.
As she came back up to her full height, Harry couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed her by her hips so firmly that it was sure to leave a lingering red mark and lifted her up onto the desk. Astoria giggled as her butt landed on the desk and laid down as Harry tore off his clothes and climbed his way up onto the desk too. It was large enough that only Astoria's feet dangled off the edge.
Harry crawled on top of Astoria and peppered her neck with kisses, much to her enjoyment as she wrapped her arms around him. His erection prodded her leg several times over before he felt the damp slickness of her pussy.
All it took was one slight push and Harry entered Astoria. Both of them gasped deeply as they suddenly felt each other in a completely different way than before. Harry was able to just barely move inside of her when he felt her barrier blocking his passage. Astoria cringed as his cock bumped up against it, and her grip on his back tightened.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked as he brushed some of Astoria's hair away from her face.
She nodded. "Yeah. I already took a potion this morning that should help with the pain."
Harry couldn't help but snort. "How did you know we were even going to have sex tonight?"
"Oh please," Astoria giggled. "From the way you've been staring at me over the past few days, I'm surprised you didn't make a move already. Besides, I knew that I wanted tonight to be something special."
With her beaming smile urging him on, Harry pushed his hips forward. His cock tore through her hymen, and he quickly stopped moving as Astoria hissed in pain. Harry could feel a little extra dampness around his cock that he knew wasn't just her juices, but the sensation quickly fainted.
After only a few dozen seconds, Astoria rolled her hips. "I'm alright now," she assured him. "You can start moving now."
Even though she said she was alright, Harry kept moving slowly. He knew that his size was sure to take some getting used to, potion or not. He took his time probing her depths until he finally settled inside of her fully.
Panting lightly and full of need, Harry kissed Astoria passionately. She kissed him back just as eagerly and snaked one of her hands in between their bodies. She pressed down on her lower abdomen and let out a breathy laugh as their lips broke apart. "I can literally feel you inside of me," she said
Harry could feel her pressing down on the top of his cock; it was making her pussy feel all the tighter around him. Astoria started squirming around beneath him, making his cock change angles several times over inside of her. He could feel her walls struggling to stretch around his girth.
"How does it feel?" Harry asked.
"Wonderful." Astoria smiled and kissed him again.
It was then that Harry finally started to move inside of her again. He worked hips back and forth slowly but smoothly, making sure that she was well adjusted to him being inside of her. They kept kissing as they made love, and Harry took the opportunity to squeeze Astoria's perky breasts, frequently rubbing the pad of his thumb across her nipples right when he drove his cock as deep inside of her as it could go.
Astoria kept moaning into Harry's mouth as he steadily picked up speed. She seemed so sensitive, like every little movement and touch inside of her was about to send her spiraling over the edge into the strongest orgasm of her life. Her hot, tight walls kept contracting around Harry's cock like a vice trying to stop him from moving, but she was wet enough that he was able to slide in and out of her without too much effort.
Astoria's virgin pussy—well, not virgin any longer—was more perfect than Harry could have ever imagined; he knew that he was never going to have enough of her. Her legs came up and wrapped around his waist. Every time he started to thrust back inside of her, she'd help pull him in with her legs. He could only imagine how incredible the view would be of her pussy lips spread lewdly around his thick cock, dripping with wetness.
Eventually, it became too difficult to keep kissing Astoria, regardless of how much he wanted to keep her soft lips against his. As they broke apart, they both gasped and panted for air.
"Yes," Astoria moaned as she let her arms flop above her head, making her breasts jiggle. Now that they weren't kissing anymore, Harry had a perfect view of those two delicious orbs bouncing every time he thrust into her pussy. "Oh, Harry. You feel so good!"
Harry wished he could tell her just how good he was feeling, but he didn't think his mouth could form words at the moment. Pleasure was overriding his brain. All he could do was keep fucking Astoria.
"Faster," Astoria moaned again. Her eyes opened briefly to meet Harry's. "Harder."
Astoria's erotic words made Harry's hips jerk forward of their own volition. He rammed into her harder than before, and he was rewarded with the most wonderful scream of delight from Astoria's lips. It sounded heavenly, and he wanted to hear it again and again.
Harry's pace picked up as he started to fuck Astoria faster and harder as she'd asked. The sound of his cock plunging into her sopping wet pussy filled the room alongside the sounds of their heavy breathing and moans.
"Fuck," Astoria cried out and bit her lip. One of her hands dropped down to where their bodies met and she started rubbing her clit. "Yes, Harry!"
She was getting close to her peak, and so was Harry. Her pussy felt like it was vibrating around him as he pounded into her. Everything was going to explode on just the right thrust-
With a high-pitched scream, Astoria came hard around his cock. Her pussy convulsed around him and her body rattled against Snape's desk as she shook. Her pussy tightened up uncontrollably, squeezing him tighter than he'd ever been before.
Harry let out a groan as Astoria's orgasm sent him over the edge, spilling his seed deep inside of her pussy. Spurt after spurt shot out, filling her up nicely. Her pussy practically milked his cock dry as it squeezed out every last drop he had to give.
Minutes later, Harry stood beside the desk, pulling on his clothes as he watched his cum drip out of Astoria's pussy, down her perfect ass and onto Snape's desk. Let the bastard enjoy having that smeared around where he worked.
Astoria watched Harry dress with greedy eyes as she drank in his body. "Mmhm, I could get used to this."
Harry shot Astoria a grin that made her heart flutter and eyes light up. "That's good, because I was thinking we could have another date in Hogsmeade."
"I'd love that," Astoria replied.
Harry helped this beautiful witch onto her unsteady legs. Just as she had ogled him, he took the chance to watch her carefully as she got dressed. She seemed to revel in the attention, always making sure that he had the best angles to observe her body. Once she finally got her dress back on, she planted one final, lingering kiss on Harry's lips.
This truly had been the greatest night ever with the most beautiful witch on his arm. Harry sat back down as Astoria slipped out of the room, a smile still on his lips.
Looks like he would be getting his godfather quite the Christmas present after all.
Ch 2
Despite this, the Bubble-Head Charm remains ineffective against sharp objects," Harry murmured to himself as he read the words off of the page in front of him. A gaggle of students at the table behind him let out a round of raucous laughter over something one of them said, drowning out the sound of Harry's own voice.
Groaning, Harry glanced up and looked for Madam Pince, the resident librarian, but she seemed to be conspicuously absent from this section of the library. She was normally excellent about keeping students quiet—something Harry had plenty of experience with on the receiving end of one of her harsh tirades.
"Shh!"
Like a ghost, Madam Pince appeared from between the stacks of books and descended upon the table of noisy students. They immediately quieted down and, after observing them for another minute or so, Madam Pince drifted back off again.
"Are you alright?"
Harry glanced up from his book to see Astoria Greengrass looking at him with no small amount of concern. His date to the Yule Ball had been by his side ever since, even after the berating lecture she received from Snape the morning after the Yule Ball about not hanging around the 'wrong sort.' Still, the thought of Snape lecturing from behind the desk Harry and Astoria had sex on still brought a smile to Harry's lips. Naturally, she ignored the professor's words and, if anything, became more attached to Harry than before.
The gentle smile on Astoria's lips as she reached out to hold his hand did wonders to lift Harry's mood. He honestly still couldn't believe that the most beautiful witch at Hogwarts wanted to be seen with him given all of the undue notoriety that seemed to surround him, but Astoria never seemed bothered by the opinions of others. All she cared about was how she felt about him and how Harry felt about her; those two factors were enough to cement her decision to continue to see him.
"I'm fine," Harry lied, not wanting to drag Astoria down with his bad mood. From the look in her eyes, he could tell that his lie wasn't entirely successful. "I'm just-"
Harry stopped mid-sentence as the echoing sound of a thick tome hitting the floor rang out just behind him. He looked over his shoulder to see a nervous looking first-year student scurrying away in embarrassment.
Harry bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from sighing. "I'm just a little stressed," he said, gesturing to the two dozen books that littered the table they were sharing. "There's so much and yet so little on surviving underwater for extended periods of time that's actually practical to use. I'm just tired of reading a couple hundred pages only to find out that the research or spell won't work for me, and dealing with these constant interruptions is really testing my patience."
Astoria silently listened as Harry vented, just gently running her hand over the back of his hand in a comforting way. She only spoke up once he finished with a huff. "Maybe we should take a break," she suggested. "You won't be working well with all of these distractions around; we can come back later after supper once it's quieter in here if you want."
That sounded like a good idea, but without an obvious solution to his problem, he didn't want to stop researching yet. "I don't know, I-"
"Please?" Astoria interrupted. "For me?"
Harry looked up into her pretty, pleading eyes. He couldn't say no to her when she looked like this, not after how helpful she'd been all this time. He had already been close to snapping at her a couple of times today due to the buildup of stress, and he didn't want to be an ass who'd take out his problems on her like that. "Alright," Harry relented.
Astoria beamed at him. "Great!" She exclaimed and immediately slammed the book she'd been reading closed. "Come on, let's go."
Harry quickly packed up the books he still had yet to go through and left the others for the house-elves to put away. Astoria grabbed his hand and started tugging him along. Harry tried to put on a smile to match her enthusiastic energy, but he was just feeling so burnt out that it was hard to manage. That feeling only got worse as, once they were out in the corridors of Hogwarts, they passed by Draco Malfoy and his gang of cronies.
"Still hanging out with that loser, Greengrass?" Draco called out, making the other boys with him snicker.
Astoria ignored Draco like she did to anyone who was rude to her or Harry. Normally, Harry was happy to go along with her mentality, but he could feel his already elevated stress levels push his anger over the edge.
"Better me than a stupid sod like you, Malfoy," Harry snapped back. To her credit, Astoria didn't stop Harry from doing anything. She just saddled herself against Harry's side in a show of support.
Draco visibly bristled from Harry's retort and reached into his robes for his wand. "Shut up, Potter! No one's talking to you."
Harry's wand slipped into his hand quickly, and he had it pointed right at Draco before he could get his own wand ready. The blond boy stilled for a moment, his eyes flickering between Harry's face and his wand before a sneer overcame his lips.
"There's five of us here, and only one of you," Draco pointed out confidently.
"Two of us," Astoria corrected as she drew her wand as well.
That seemed to hit a nerve as Draco glowered at her. "All you did was go to the Yule Ball with him out of pity; you don't need to hang around with him anymore."
Harry glanced down at Astoria, wondering if there was any truth to his claim despite his self-assurance that Astoria really did like him. She didn't seem bothered by Draco's words in the slightest though, which helped reassure Harry. "I went with Harry because I like him," Astoria stressed. "There's no need to be bitter just because I turned you down first."
Harry couldn't help the snort that came out of him. Astoria turned down Draco even before Harry asked her? Oh, this was too good.
Draco's face reddened in embarrassment and anger. "I was doing you a favour by asking you!"
"And I prefer to choose my own partners based on their merits," Astoria replied. "And Harry has quite a few good qualities that make him a wonderful partner; they're why I've continued to go out with him, and why I'm now his girlfriend."
His girlfriend? That was news to Harry. He really wished he would have asked her formally, but that didn't stop the feeling of elation from rushing through his chest at Astoria's statement.
Draco seemed stunned for a moment too before his anger took hold again. The second Harry saw his wand-arm start to rear back and his lips part to form words, Harry lashed out with a quick: "Expelliarmus!"
The jet of red light shot out of his wand hit Draco dead on, sending the man stumbling backwards against the stone wall. Harry snatched Draco's wand out of the air and held it tauntingly in front of him.
"Bastard!" Draco shouted as he recovered, but he froze when he saw his wand in Harry's grasp. He looked around at his four cronies, but all of them seemed too stunned to react.
Harry glanced down at Astoria to gauge how he should proceed. She was looking back up at him, and Harry could see the amusement in her eyes. Plus, there was something else there too, something that Harry was intimately familiar with: a look of lustful passion.
Knowing where his priorities laid, Harry tossed Draco's wand casually down the corridor and slung his arm around Astoria's waist. She molded herself against his side happily and stowed her wand as Harry gave Draco one final stern look. "Leave us alone or you'll regret it."
As Harry and Astoria started down the corridor again, he was half expecting to be cursed in the back. He kept his wand at the ready until they rounded the next corner and didn't hear any footsteps trailing after them.
"That was-" Harry began, only to be stopped mid-sentence as Astoria's lips crashed against his. She had to stand on her tiptoes to make their lips meet, but that didn't stop her from putting so much passion into the kiss that Harry felt all the air leave his lungs.
Astoria eventually pulled back with a self-satisfied grin on her lips. "Sorry about him."
"Don't be," Harry shook his head, still reeling from the mind-blowing kiss. "He's always been a prat."
Astoria giggled. "He really has. At least you never had to go to all of the fancy magical parties when you were growing up. Draco liked to hold court with all of the other kids since his father was an adviser to the Minister for Magic. He was insufferable."
They started walking slowly again. Despite that, Harry kept his arm around Astoria's waist.
Eventually, he looked down at her and said the words that had been plaguing his mind ever since she said them. "So, you're my girlfriend now, huh?"
Astoria rolled her eyes at the cheeky grin on his lips. "What? Is the great Harry Potter too big and famous for little old me now?"
"No, no," Harry chuckled. "Though, a little bit more gratitude on your part would go a long way."
"I'll be sure to thank you the next time I get accosted for keeping your company," Astoria replied sarcastically.
"Well, I'm glad you like me enough to put up with all that, and to decide to be my girlfriend."
"I'm just in it for the notoriety," Astoria teased. "I think it could help start my quest of becoming the next Dark Lady of Britain."
"I hope that you'll be lenient towards your boyfriend with whatever nefarious policies you enact."
"We'll see."
Harry and Astoria burst into a quiet fit of giggles. Honestly, this was exactly what he needed right now. Although his muscles still felt tense and his mind packed full of useless information, it was hard to feel more at ease than he did when he was just talking with Astoria.
Astoria continued to lead Harry through the corridors and up a few flights of stairs until they reached the fifth floor. They came to a stop in front of an unfamiliar portrait. Harry wasn't quite sure where they were, and he didn't know of any rooms in this corridor. Astoria released his hand and stepped towards the portrait before glancing back at him.
"Wait here," Astoria murmured, bitting her lip in the cute way she did anytime she was plotting something. She whispered something and the portrait cracked open. She slipped through the opened portrait hole, leaving Harry alone in the corridor.
After a couple minutes passed by with no sign of Astoria, Harry let out a yawn. His tiredness and stress was returning, and all he wanted to do was return back to the library or to his room to sleep, but Astoria seemed genuinely excited about this surprise break so supposed he ought to appease her.
Suddenly, the sound of a shoe scuffing across the stone floor caught Harry's attention. He glanced over down the corridor they had walked down, but he didn't see anyone there.
Maybe he was losing it, Harry chuckled to himself as he shook his head.
At that moment, the portrait opened back up again, but Astoria wasn't there.
"Astoria?" Harry called out.
When no reply was forthcoming, he slipped his wand into his hand and proceeded forward cautiously.
The entry room was completely empty. There were several shelving units lining the walls on either side of Harry, most filled with fluffy towels and various other bathing supplies. The rest were empty, except for one which had a Slytherin Hogwarts uniform folded neatly inside of it. The robes sat on the bottom and the skirt and white blouse sat on top of it. The two items that really drew Harry's eyes though were the matching, lacy, violet bra and panties that were sat neatly beside the rest of the clothes.
There was a splash of water from further inside of the room, and Harry grinned in delight as he realized where Astoria had brought him. They were in the Prefect's Bath! When she had first brought up a break, he figured that she was just going to take him somewhere peaceful to relax for a while. Now he could see that she had something else in mind.
Harry practically tore his clothes off with a newfound burst of energy. He didn't bother to fold them up neatly like Astoria had; he just stuffed them onto one of the shelves and hurried through to the bath itself.
Despite the fact that it was still light outside in the late evening, the Prefect's Bath was fairly dimly lit; the only source of light was what came through the stained glass window with a portrait of a mermaid in it. The blue, gold, and green tinted light swirled mystically on the thick layer of white, foamy bubbles that sat on the surface of the large bath. Two of the fluffy towels were sitting a foot away from the edge of the pool, and Harry spotted Astoria's wand on top of them.
When Astoria emerged through the foamy bubbles, Harry swore that he was watching a goddess ascend. She looked stunning in the dim light; it made her hair seem darker than it was, and that made her pale skin contrast all the more with it. Suds ran from her jawline down her neck and onto her collarbone. Astoria's entire torso emerged out of the water, but bubbles clung to her skin, obscuring much of her body from view. Harry was left with tantalizing glimpses of her soft, creamy skin in between the white foamy bubbles that coated her body. The curves of her body were only hinted at, but that made Harry look all the harder for them.
A soft giggle from Astoria's lips made him realize that he had been staring for longer than he realized. As he met her amused gaze, he offered a half-hearted shrug. "Sorry," he chuckled.
"Don't be," Astoria shook her head, a big smile on her lips. "I like it when you look at me like that."
Harry cocked his head to the side. "Look at you like what, exactly?"
"Like you want to devour me," Astoria grinned. "Like you want to ravage my body, regardless of where we are or who's around. It's really hot, and it's the reason why I've pulled you out of the library a few times these past weeks."
Harry's mind briefly drifted back to those memories, the times where Astoria whispered in his ear and told him that she needed him right now. They'd leave the library in a rush and fine the nearest broom cupboard, abandoned classroom, or obscure alcove to fuck hard and fast, both desperate to get off before anyone could stumble on them and ruin their time together. They had been wonderful and exciting times, especially because it felt wonderful to be desired by this gorgeous witch; Harry just didn't realize exactly how strong the mutual feeling was on Astoria's part.
"You're looking at me like that again," Astoria giggled. Harry could see her arms moving in the water, and he could tell that by the position of them, one of her hands had to be right in between her thighs. "Well, come on in. I promised you a bit of relaxation, didn't I?"
That she did.
Harry slowly walked to the edge of the water, not bothering to hide his nakedness or his growing erection. He could see Astoria's eyes on it, and that only made it grow faster.
The water was warm on his skin. Harry sighed happily as he sank down into the water, letting it wash over him. As he settled and felt the foamy bubbles run down his skin, he realized that they were laced with mild calming and soothing charms—knowing Astoria, there were probably various other potions in the water too to help him relax. They felt nice as they gently popped against his skin, and he realized that the relaxation was already starting to work wonders on his tense muscles. He only hoped that there was more to follow.
"Come over here," Astoria waved him over.
Harry eagerly kicked off the wall behind him and swam through the water over to her, but she teasingly swam away from him, coming to a stop just a few feet out of his reach. She gave him a taunting look.
"Well?" She grinned.
Astoria let out a burst of giggles as Harry lunged forward. She twisted away from him and dove back underwater. Harry pushed his head underwater too to try to spot her, only to flounder as Astoria grabbed his ankles and yanked him upside down. His hands scrambled to grab hold of her, but she moved too swiftly and escaped his grasp. Harry twisted himself back around and shot out of the water, breathing in deeply.
"So close," Astoria said teasingly a good distance away from him. Bubbles ran down her dark hair and onto her chest. Her breasts were completely covered by bubbles, but Astoria splashed a bit of water on herself to make some of the bubbles wash off of her. Harry just barely glimpsed the edge of her rosy-pink nipples before Astoria lowered herself until only her head was above water. "You'll have to catch me if you want your reward!"
This game of cat and mouse was far more exciting than Harry had expected it to be; it reminded him a lot of Quidditch, if the snitch was actually an incredibly sexy woman. He wanted Astoria badly, so he kicked off the nearest wall and chased after her.
Astoria seemed to be able to swim circles around him effortlessly. Despite the fact that she didn't have a terribly large space to maneuver in, she still managed to evade his grasp time and time after. After a few minutes of this, Harry knew that he was starting to tire in the unfamiliar aquatic environment. It was a very different use of his muscles to swim than it was to run or fly. However, Harry wasn't going to give up on the chase.
So, instead, Harry played coy. He pretended to be more tired than he was and played up his heavy breathing as his gaze watched Astoria swim circles around him with a bright smile on her lips. "Guess you don't want me after all," she teased him.
Oh but he did. And he was going to get what he was due.
The moment came when Astoria moved just a bit too slowly after she kicked off a wall. Her momentum slowed as she didn't immediately start kicking in the water, and Harry seized his chance. With a sudden burst of speed, Harry lunged at her through the water by dropping down and then kicking off the floor of the pool. He clearly caught her off guard as she frantically tried to swim away, but she wasn't fast enough to prevent Harry from wrapping his arms around her torso.
Harry squeezed Astoria's naked body against his, ensuring she could feel just how hard he was for her in that moment. They were both breathing heavily, and they had brilliant smiles on their faces.
"I let you catch me," Astoria protested playfully.
"Sure," Harry laughed. "Now, what's my reward?"
Astoria's eyes glazed over slightly as she rubbed her body against his. "Let's go over to the edge of the pool."
Harry had to release her so that they could both swim over there, but he didn't completely stop himself from touching her. He groped her breasts, ass, and anywhere else he could touch underwater as they swam over. When they reached the edge, Harry could already see a faint flush on Astoria's cheeks.
"Sit up here," she said, patting the edge of the pool.
Harry hoisted himself up and turned around so that he could face her. Astoria positioned herself in between his legs, which were dangling in the water, and blew her warm breath across his erect cock. It was pulsing and desperate to be touched, something that was obvious to Astoria who stared longingly at it.
"Just enjoy yourself," she told Harry quickly before she parted her lips and engulfed his penis with her mouth.
Ever since that night they'd first fucked in Snape's office, Astoria had been insatiable, and Harry was no different. They hooked up any time either of them had a moment to spare, regardless of the hour. Even when they were sitting together in the library working away on their assignments or preparing for the next task, one of them would inevitably suggest that it was time for a break and they'd sneak out to find someplace quiet. All in all, that left them quite familiar with what they each liked by now.
Astoria's eyes looked up into Harry's with obvious delight as she made him moan. Her lips were sealed perfectly around his thick shaft and she was applying just the right amount of suction to really reinforce the pleasure Harry was feeling. Her tongue teased along the edge of the head of his cock, slowly working its way around with careful little flicks that were designed to tantalize Harry to the fullest.
Along with the incredible physical sensations of Astoria's mouth around his cock, her beauty wasn't to be denied either. Covered in sudsy bubbles, her hair soaked through and clinging to her collarbone, her make-up washed off of her face, and her pink lips wrapped around his cock, Astoria still looked as beautiful as ever.
Astoria slurped lewdly as she started to take more of Harry's cock in her mouth. As much as he enjoyed the way she teased the head of his cock, he'd quickly learned just how exciting it was to have her go lower and lower on him. Astoria wasn't proficient at deepthroating him yet, but she made up for that with her sheer eagerness.
Once she got a little bit past the halfway point, Astoria started to hum. It made her entire mouth vibrate around his cock, and it sent pleasant tingles down his spine when he reached the back of her throat. Astoria gagged slightly but forced herself to continue on, slipping another inch into her throat without stopping the vibrations.
"Merlin, Astoria," Harry gasped as she kept going. He watched as the last bit of his cock disappeared into her mouth. Victory shone through clearly in her eyes, but it was short-lived as she quickly started spluttering and coughing. Astoria pushed herself away from Harry and released his cock from her mouth. "That was bloody incredible!" Harry exclaimed, still looking down at the ring of saliva around the base of his cock.
"I was so close," Astoria whinged.
"I'd say you got there," Harry said as he craned his neck to look at it from a different angle.
"Yeah, but I couldn't hold it for long," Astoria huffed as she swam back over in between Harry's legs. She grabbed his cock and started to pump it with her first as she glared at it. "If only you weren't so big."
"You should stop with the compliments," Harry joked. "Or I might think that you actually like me."
"Wouldn't want you to get that idea," Astoria murmured before planting a loud, sloppy kiss on his shaft. She nuzzled her face against his cock as she kissed her way down to his balls. It was incredible to see how large he looked up against her face like this, and it was even more impressive that she had managed to get it into her mouth completely. Astoria popped one of Harry's balls into her mouth as started to gently lather it with her tongue before switching over to the other one.
All of this attention to his cock was starting to get to Harry. He could feel himself starting to struggle to hold on.
"Astoria," he said, getting her attention. "I'm starting to get a bit close."
"Ah," Astoria replied as she released Harry's ball from between her lips. "Well, I guess we have a choice then. I can finish you like this, or I can climb up there and you can fuck me into the floor. Your choice."
The casual way she spoke sent a shiver down Harry's spine. Fuck, he was really falling for this woman.
"Up here," Harry said huskily. He couldn't think of a better way to relax than a wild fuck. It was the perfect way to get all of the tension out of his body in a way that was fun for both of them. And, hopefully, they'd be able to rest in the bath together afterward.
Astoria planted one final kiss on his cock before she swam just beside him and planted her hands on the edge of the pool. As she pushed herself up, Harry couldn't help but openly gaze upon her beautiful, soft skin as it was revealed to him. Her perky breasts came into view first, and they were just absolutely delightful and firm-looking—it was hard for Harry not to reach out and grab them. He didn't hold back once her arse was up in the air though.
Astoria laughed as Harry grabbed her butt and hoisted her the rest of the way up. She slid a couple feet across the wet stone floor and Harry pounced on her. He pressed his weight onto her back as his erection poked all around her pussy but never quite slipping in. Astoria had to reach between her legs and grab his shaft to guide him inside of her.
Once he was pressed against her velvety opening, Harry pushed his hips forward hard and sank into her depths. Both of them let out similar sounds of satisfaction as their bodies were connected again. Harry wriggled his hips against Astoria's soft, delicate ass and groaned as he leaned over her. Her torso sank down to the floor as she braced herself of her forearms and glanced back at him over her shoulder.
"Feel better now?" She giggled.
"Much better," Harry answered as he awkwardly leaned forward to kiss her. He just barely managed to make contact with her lips for a moment before he felt her tight pussy get even tighter as it clamped down around him. He broke off the kiss and groaned as he bucked his hips against her ass, pushing his cock as deep as it could go inside of her pussy. It felt so wonderful having his cock fully surrounded by her hot, tight, wet walls. The only thing that made it better was the actual act of fucking her.
Harry's cock pulsed needfully, and that was the moment that Harry finally acted. He pulled his hips back sharply, almost making his cock slip out of Astoria entirely, before slamming forward again. Astoria's entire body rocked forward harshly from the powerful thrust, but she stayed in place. A great, whimpering moan escaped her lips, followed by a hissed "yes"!
Straightening out his back so that he could watch Astoria fully as he fucked her, Harry started up a fast, rough pace as he pounded away into her pussy. He kept a firm grip on her hips so that she wouldn't slide away from him.
"Fuck yes!" Astoria cried. "Fuck me, Harry!"
Astoria's ass cheeks had continuous ripples running through them as Harry pistoned his cock in and out of her pussy. Her body looked so small and delicate beneath him as he had his way with her, but the wild sounds of passion coming from her lips told him that she loved the rough fuck as much as he did.
Though he hadn't done it before, for some reason it just felt right to spank Astoria's ass then. Harry didn't hit her hard, but the sound still echoed through the Prefect's Bath. Astoria fell silent in shock and Harry worried that he had overstepped her boundaries, but that worry was quickly replaced with elation as Astoria moaned loudly.
"Do that again!" She commanded, and so Harry did. He smacked her ass again and Astoria gasped in delight and wriggled her entire body in delight. "That's perfect," she purred.
There was nothing that turned Harry on more than Astoria telling him what she liked; it made everything just feel that much better. So, he kept fucking her hard and threw in spanks every few seconds. Her ass cheeks reddened, but her cries begging for more only seemed to increase.
Everything was going perfect until Harry heard a slight creak coming from the entrance to the Prefect's Bath. His eyes shot up and his body stilled, much to Astoria's annoyance.
"Harry, please," she begged. Her head was resting against her arms, so she wasn't looking at him or towards the entrance, and she apparently hadn't heard the noise he had. "I'm so close! Please, keep fucking me!"
Harry shook his head in annoyance. Maybe he was just hearing things—the old castle was prone to making odd sounds at all hours. He started thrusting into her pussy again and Astoria rewarded him with moans of delight.
That was when Astoria's sister, Daphne, appeared. In the dim lighting of the Prefect's Bath, it was hard to see her until a stray ray of light illuminated her head. She was just within the shelving area of the bath, hiding right up against them to partially obscure her from view. Her face was in plain view for Harry though, and he saw a look of shock on it as she saw Harry fucking her sister. Harry and Daphne made eye contact for a brief moment before Astoria's loud moan made them both look down at her.
Was she who he had heard in the corridor before he'd come into the bath? Harry wondered. Daphne had made up a story on the night of the Yule Ball to ruin his and Astoria's night by getting Snape involved. Apparently, Daphne had been jealous that her date's attention had been focused on her younger sister rather than her. Was she here snooping around for some real dirt to get on them?
If that was what she was after, she certainly seemed distracted now. Astoria's sounds of pure bliss seemed to surprise Daphne, as though she hadn't known that anyone could feel that good. Daphne's expression morphed from shock to one of envy as she watched Harry made her sister feel better than she'd ever felt.
Harry opened his mouth to warn Astoria about her sister, but Astoria's loud voice stopped him.
"Yes! Just one more-" Astoria let out a wonderful groan as her pussy spasmed around his cock. Her knees trembled fiercely against the floor, and Harry had to maintain a firm grip on her hips to stop her from falling over. Astoria gasped for air as her orgasm sent ripples of pleasure all throughout her body, and her pussy seemed intent on trying to make Harry cum.
But the awkwardness of Astoria's sister watching them just made Harry freeze up. He clenched his thighs and stopped himself from cumming too. He just let Astoria ride out her orgasm with his cock buried deep inside of her pussy.
When she finally came back to her senses, Astoria groaned happily and slid forward. Harry let her go and she slowly slipped off of his cock and collapsed onto the floor with a bright grin on her face. At least, it was there until she saw his hard cock still pointed right at her.
"You didn't cum?" She said looking completely distraught at the thought.
"No," Harry shook his head. "I-" he was about to explain Daphne's presence when, yet again, Astoria interjected.
"Here!" Astoria exclaimed as her body curled around on the floor like a snake as she flipped over onto her belly and planted her face just inches away from his cock. She grasped his shaft with both of her hands and started pumping him furiously.
"Astoria-"
"Don't you want to cum on my pretty face?" Astoria asked with all the faux innocence she could muster.
Harry groaned as she batted her eyelashes up at him. She certainly knew how to excite him, and his cock throbbed in reply.
"Come on," Astoria smiled. "Don't you want to see your hot, sticky cum dripping down my face? I'll try to lick up as much as I can—can't let any of it go to waste after all—but, I'd much rather go look at myself in the mirror. I love it when you mark me as yours."
Harry felt his balls start to churn as his orgasm grew closer. In the distance, he could see that Daphne was still watching them. Her eyes were wide and seemed hyper-fixated on Astoria's small hands stroking Harry's thick cock.
"Don't you want everyone to know I'm yours?" Astoria asked teasingly. "Maybe after you cum all over my face, we can head down to the Great Hall and show off to everyone. Show them that I'm your little cum-slut."
Harry groaned as he finally erupted. Astoria cooed in delight as Harry's white cum splattered across her face. She kept pumping his cock, and more cum kept shooting out in response. She looked so incredibly lewd with her face covered in his cum, and that devilish smile of hers just completed the look. Even when Harry finished, Astoria popped the head of his cock into her mouth and licked and sucked off any remaining drops of cum before she released him.
"All done!" Astoria exclaimed with a giggle. "So, how do I look?"
"Like the most beautiful witch at Hogwarts," Harry replied honestly.
Astoria rolled her eyes but started furiously blinking as a little glob of cum dripped down off of her eyebrow and onto her eyelashes. She used a finger to wipe it away and then popped that finger into her mouth and sucked it clean. "Delicious," she grinned at him.
Harry raised a disbelieving eyebrow at her. "Is it really?"
"Yours is," Astoria insisted.
"Well, you'll forgive me if I don't try it myself."
Astoria just shrugged. "Your loss," she giggled as she scooped up another glob of cum on her finger and licked it clean.
As Astoria kept licking Harry's cum off of her face and eating it, Harry glanced back up to where Daphne had been hiding, but the witch appeared to be gone now. That was going to be awkward to explain to Astoria, but he knew that he was going to have to at some point. Today wasn't the time though, not when they were finally going to get some quality relaxation time in.
Once she had licked up most of the cum, Astoria wiped her face clean with one of the towels before diving back into the Prefect's Bath. As she re-emerged from the surface of the water, she waved Harry over, who eagerly jumped in with her. The two of them wiped each other's sweaty bodies clean—with only a small amount of distracting groping from both of them—before they eventually settled back on top of a small ledge built inside of the pool. It provided a perfect place to sit where the water rose to the top of Harry's chest.
Harry sat down first and reclined his head back against the other towel to create a small pillow for himself. Astoria gingerly sat herself down on Harry's lap and took the liberty of grabbing his arms and wrapping them around her waist.
They sat together like that, relishing in the closeness of their bodies. It truly was wonderful for Harry to know that even when he had a trying day, he'd have Astoria to make it into a great one.