FicWad

Harry Potter and the Coven of Hogwarts

Chapter One: Going back to Hogwarts

Harry Potter awoke slowly to the sound of Ron and Hermione talking in low voices, he stayed still as his mind began to clear from the haze of his dreams, all of which involved Lord Voldemort in one way or another. It was three months since the Dark Lord had been defeated by Harry, and his dreams were still full of battles ending in death. It was either Voldemort killing Harry, friends who didn’t die in the Battle of Hogwarts dying, and people he loved morphing into the Dark Lord himself. Harry didn’t like to sleep and he had been taking sleeping potions on more than one occasion to help give him dreamless sleep, but he still succumbed to them early in the morning just before he would awake, usually resulting in him shouting out and waking himself. This morning he had been chasing the Dark Lord down endless hallways in the Ministry of Magic leaping over the fallen bodies of loved ones the entire time. He didn’t wake screaming this time, which he was glad because it would have been embarrassing. Harry noticed Ron and Hermione were continuing the conversation the three had been having the previous night, one that which the three had made a vital decision on their futures.

The decision to go back to Hogwarts for a 7th year wasn't as difficult as Harry could have imagined. After Voldemort was killed his life had been a whirlwind of celebrations, somber ceremonies, and whether he wanted it or not public appearances and interviews. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had all taken part, which is probably the only way Harry could have made it through the whole ordeal. All three had been given the Order of Merlin First Class along with Neville Longbottom for his destruction of the Horcrux and snake Nagini. The entire Weasley family received a special award for all they had given to the defeat of Lord Voldemort. After being honored by the new Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Harry, Ron and Hermione went to the United States and to France to be interviewed by their wizard press and thanked by delegations of each countries Ministries. Returning home to the Burrow exhausted and needing a break from the public eye, Hermione was the first to bring up returning to Hogwarts.
"Not only will it get us all away from this media craziness, it will give us a chance to be normal students like everyone else,” she said. "Plus we can get our N.E.W.T's which will allow us to explore careers like everyone else,”
"I don't know if I can face Hogwarts, do you think they have rebuilt it?" asked Ron.
"Yes, when we were at the ministry I overheard McGonagall talking to your Father Ron, she said that Professor's Flitwick and Sprout had been fixing all the structural damage to the castle and grounds. She also said Hagrid was scouring the forbidden forest and grounds to make sure all of the creatures were back where they should be,” Hermione explained.
"What about those bloody spiders?" asked Ron.
"I'm sure Hagrid has gotten rid of any that are left, remember they tried to kill him during the battle and captured him for Voldemort!" Hermione replied.
"I'm all for going back; I know it will be weird at first, but anything to get away from the public eye,” Harry said.

So it was decided, Hermione sent Headmistress McGonagall an owl telling her that the three students would like to finish their education and they quickly received letter explaining what books they would need and supplies to get. In addition to the normal notices about when the Hogwarts express was to leave Harry received notice he would return as the Qudditch captain for Gryffindor and Ron was to regain his prefect duties. Hermione shrieked when she opened her letter as it came with a Head girl badge.
"Head girl, oh my goodness, I could never have imagined!" She squealed.
"Congratulations Hermione!" both boys said, both of them beaming.
"It couldn't of happened to a more beautiful or brilliant woman!" Ron added.

Harry turned away quickly as Hermione threw her arms around Ron's neck and they began another torrid snogging session. He quietly left Ron's room as he began hearing moans from his two best friends. He closed the door quietly and flashed back to their stay in Washington D.C. that summer. Ron, Hermione, and himself had been invited to be special guests of the Wizard Government in the US. All three were taken out to special parties in their honor and it was during one of these festive nights that Ron and Hermione had left early, they had told Harry that Ron felt sick from too much food. He had thought nothing of it, he spent the night dancing with many beautiful witches, talking quiddich with some of the professional American Quiddich players and generally drinking far too much butter beer and fire whiskey. He had headed home very late in the evening. He got back to their five star hotel and as he was closing his shades to his room he saw them. Hermione's suite was across a small courtyard from his and her lights were on and the shades had not been pulled all the way. He could see her naked body from the back, she was on top of Ron, he couldn't see his face but a wisp of red hair told him who it was. She was rocking on him slowly, one hand on his chest and the other behind her ass cupping his balls. Harry could see Ron's cock, thick and hard sliding in and out between Hermione's legs. Her ass was creamy and perfect, one of Ron's hands roaming over it squeezing it slightly.
Harry watched this all with a mixed feeling of arousal and the feeling of walking in on something taboo. It was his two best friends after all; he loved Hermione like a sister. She was beautiful, funny, but he had lived with her over the last several years and never thought of her as a sexual interest, had he? There was the Yule Ball, where she had looked so lovely in a tight dress and with her bushy hair done elegantly, but that was just seeing her removed from her normal "buried in books and homework" look she had.
Now here she was riding his best friend’s dick and Harry was entranced. She saw her move off Ron slowly, his cock sliding out of her slowly. Harry had quickly hid from view and shut off his lights so he wouldn't be seen in the lamplight. When he returned to the window he now peered between a slit in the darkened room. The scene had changed, Hermione was now facing the window, and she was straddling Ron's face allowing him to give her head while she had sucked on his now fully erect and glistening cock. Her eyes were viewing his dick with deep concentration like she was taking her O.W.L's again. She sucked his cock like a pro, taking him deep into her throat, Harry wondered if she had cast some charm on herself, he had heard of some sexual charms but had not learned any himself.
Harry had a raging hard-on by this point, he considered what to do, there was countless American witches who had given him invitations to do just about anything he'd like with them. He could apperate to several places right now and probably find several warm beds to climb into. He still was trying to remain faithful to Ginny though, even though she had been avoiding everyone since the battle. Finally he just decided to jerk off watching his best friends fuck. So he quickly stripped off his dress robes and when he came back to the window he saw a sideways view of Hermione now on her hands and knees, her surprisingly full breasts shaking with each thrust Ron was giving her as he fucked her doggie style. The sight was amazingly hot and Harry began "polishing his wand". Ron fucked her with a passionate fervor. His hips quickly becoming a blur as her ass shook with the pounding he was giving her. After a few minutes of this hard fucking Hermione was burying her head into a pillow Ron seemed to have cum, because he quickly collapsed onto the bed beside her. Harry's own load had shot all over the windows and he had ended up passing out on the bed naked and while sexually appeased, alone.

The moans increased in volume and Harry came back to the present. As Harry walked down the stairs of the Burrow, he paused by Ginny's room where there was loud music, something slow and brooding by the Weird Sisters playing, but decided to go out to the garden instead. Ginny had been really torn apart after the battle. Her emotions surrounding the death of Fred had drawn an emotional wall around her that he still had been unable to penetrate. The rest of the family seemed to be coping better, Mrs. Weasley got teary eyed often, but she spoke of Fred as a fallen hero, which Harry agreed with. Everyone who had died in the fight against Voldemort was a hero in Harry's mind, and he had fought hard to have Snape's name added to the memorial wall that was to be added to the grounds of Hogwarts based on the memories in the Pensive that had revealed the truth about Severus Snape. Mrs. Weasley was in Diagon alley doing shopping so besides Ginny, Ron, and Hermione the house was empty. Harry wandered out into the garden and contemplated his forthcoming year at Hogwarts. He couldn't help but see images of Hermione and Ron as he sat watching the sun shine through the leaves in the orchard where he had played Quiddich with Fred, George, Ron, Ginny and a reluctant Hermione.
The Hogwarts express left at the same time as it always did, getting there was easy, Mr. Weasley now had such an important position in the ministry that he had access to all the ministries vehicles so a large black limo took Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Harry, and Mrs. Weasley swiftly to the station, Ginny had not passed her apparition test yet so it was the only way to get their altogether. They moved through the station easily and got through the barrier onto platform 9 & 3/4 with ease. If people had gaped at Harry before, it was nothing to seeing Harry, Ron, and Hermione together. A bit of applause broke out at the sight of them on the platform. Luna and Neville both came up to all of them and hugs were exchanged. Neville was tall and thinner than usual, he seemed to have glow of confidence he never had before. His face had scars, but it just added character to his features. Luna was looking radiant, Harry had always thought she was good looking but her dress and demeanor usually distracted from her big eyes and flowing blond hair. She was wearing a sun dress that showed off a good figure. He had never noticed that before under the shapeless robes everyone always wore around school.
"I'm so glad I'm not the only one coming back to complete my education!" exclaimed Neville.
"We needed to say a proper goodbye to the place," smiled Harry. "Good to see you Neville, how have you been?"
"Oh great, me and Gran are getting along wonderfully, she is still so proud of what we all did last year,” said Neville.
"How are you Luna?" asked Hermione.
"Oh, I'm grand; Daddy and I spent the holiday in France,”
The whistle blew to signal the train was about to leave. Hugs were given from Mrs. Weasley to each of them and soon the train was leaving the station. Ron and Hermione had to go to the prefect cabin, Luna and Ginny seemed to melt away into the throng of students scrambling to find seats. The train was bigger this year, with so many students who never completed school the year before returning there was more students than ever on the train, and despite the increased carriages the train was still packed.
Harry and Neville walked down the hallway looking for an empty cabin, but it seemed to be impossible to find. Eyes followed them past each window, hopeful that these two 7th years would decide their cabin was the coolest place to be. A door opened suddenly and hands pulled Harry and Neville inside.
"Hello Harry!" said a thick Irish accent. "My Names Kylee Harkin and this is my friend Casey Jones.”
The two girls were beautiful and quite different from each other. Kylee was tall and athletic, she had dark black shiny hair, bangs straight across the front and it framed her face nicely. She had green eyes and full lips, with ruby red lipstick on. She was wearing a tight blue tank top that showed nice cleavage, her breasts were good sized for her skinny frame; she had on short bronze shorts that showed off a tight ass and long legs. Casey Jones had on a green t-shirt with the Holyhead Harpies logo on it and a short green plaid skirt. Her skin was a perfect caramel color and she had short dreadlocks that stuck out in every direction. She was quite curvy and had big brown eyes.
"Wait a minute, you aren't related to Gwenog Jones are you?" Harry asked Casey.
"Yes, she's my cousin, and Kylee is the little sister of Glenda Harkin from the English National team,” answered Casey.
"Wow, they are both great Quiddich players, do you both play as well?” asked Neville. "I don't play but I’m a big fan.”

"Were both chasers on Ravenclaw, well we hope to be,” said Kylee, "Since Quiddich was cancelled last year and we didn't make the team the year before we hope this is our year to shine. We're both 6th year's this year. I see your captain of Gryffindor again,” She was admiring the captains badge pinned on Harry’s shirt.

"Yeah, we'll see how we do this year, not sure what to expect. I wasn't even sure if I was going to come back this year or not,” said Harry.

"You’re an amazing flyer Harry,” said Kylee softly, "Even my sister has said she'd like to see you fly,”

"Thanks, from what I’ve seen of her she’s great," said Harry.

"So you’re the one who lopped the head off that snake?" asked Casey to Neville.
"Yeah, pulled the sword of Gryffindor right out of the sorting hat, lopped that bastard snakes head off and helped Harry here get another Horcrux of Voldemort's,” said Neville coolly.
"You two were so brave, we were not allowed to stay and fight but we both wanted to,” said Casey breathlessly. "You got these from the Carrows, didn’t you, does it hurt?" she asked Neville, touching his scars softly.
"Nah" said Neville, obviously enjoying such a hot girl so infatuated with him. "Those Carrows were gits,” he laughed.
The girls laughed too, they chatted about Quiddich and what the school year would be like this year. Soon the lunch trolley came by and Harry bought everyone some snacks and butter beers. Kylee kissed Harry on the cheek for being so generous. Harry expected Hermione and Ron to come by at any moment, but they must have been busy prowling the halls. The girls seemed to take the butter beers straight to their heads, they giggled at nearly everything Harry and Neville said. The boys kept going along, telling stories and jokes. The girls got up to go to the washroom, and Harry and Neville had a quick conference.
"These two are putty in our hands!" Neville exclaimed. "Harry, I've had witches throwing themselves at me all summer, but these two are the best lookers I've seen!"
"These two do seem up for a good time and I say we let them, follow my lead ok?" said Harry slyly.
The girls came back from the bath, rosy cheeked with the effects of Butter beer. Harry suggested a game of exploding snap for a laugh, and the girls agreed.
"Why don't we make this interesting, boys vs. girls and losers have to do a dare from the winners,” said Harry.
"Sure!" they both agreed.
The first game went to Harry and Neville.
"You have to take off one piece of clothing!" commanded Neville. Harry pointed his wand at the windows to the hallway and made the shades come down. He then magically locked the compartment. Kylee went first taking off her shorts to reveal an excellent pair of powder blue lacy boy shorts. Her butt looked excellent and the boys could both see she must shave quite a bit because it seemed like nothing but bare skin in the front. Casey was next, she shimmied out of her t-shirt to reveal a light pink bra that was bulging, and her bust must have been D cup thought Harry as she smiled at both boys. The next game again went to the boys and this time Harry decided to make them strip down another layer. Casey decided to keep her skirt on, but removed a pink thong from underneath. Kylee whipped off her top to reveal two very perky breasts, perfect little handfuls.
"Round three!" yelled Neville and again they played a hand.
This time the girls did win. They told Harry and Neville to take off their shirts. The boys laughed and stripped them off. Both were in good shape, Neville had become more muscled and Harry was wiry and had well defined abs. The next game saw the girls lose again. Neville decided they needed to each kiss someone in the room. Casey walked to Neville and kissed him slowly on the lips, her tongue slipping quickly into his mouth. She sat back down next to Kylee, who looked at Harry but then turned to Casey and pulled her lips towards hers. The two girls kissed deeply and passionately for a full minute before breaking apart.
"Well played Kylee," said Harry.
She smiled at him and Neville. The next game was won by the girls, who told both boys to remove their jeans. Harry stripped his off to reveal a tight pair of grey boxer briefs, his bulge clearly outlined against the tight fabric. Neville had some plaid boxers on, he struck a few flex poses for everyone and they all laughed. Harry saw Casey part her legs under her skirt while watching Neville and he saw her bare flesh, she also kept quite trim he noted. The girls lost again, and this time Harry decided they must get completely naked. Kylee turned around and bent over at the waist, sliding her panties down slowly. Her bare ass was spread wide to show her tight asshole. Harry and Neville clapped their approval. Casey was next; she swayed out of her skirt slowly, rocking her hips back and forth as if a slow R& B song was playing. She finished by bending over with one hand on the seat and smacked her ass, which shook a bit, but was pleasingly full and firm. Neville whistled and Harry and Kylee both applauded. Harry quickly cast a spell to fill the girls bottles of butter beer full again without them noticing. They were starting to get fairly drunk and Harry fully intended to keep them that way.
The next hand was easily won by the boys, Neville came up with the dare this time, and both girls would have to perform oral sex on someone.
Kylee and Casey smiled at each other, and then crawled across the floor to the guys, Kylee to Harry and Casey to Neville. They each reached up and rubbed the guys cocks through the thin fabric of there underwear.
Harry's cock sprang to life and he let out a small groan, Kylee quickly and pulled down his boxer briefs and had his cock in her hands. She stroked him slowly; he got harder and harder with each of her movements. She then teased the tip of his cock with her tongue, looking into his green eyes the whole time. Harry glanced to the side and saw Casey already was bobbing up and down on Neville, his thick cock in her mouth. He was about the same size as Harry, maybe thicker but 8 inches like Harry. He was hairier though, Harry had done a bit of magic on his hair there to keep it nice a tidy. Looking back at Kylee he saw her wink and then she pointed her wand at her throat. A bit of yellow sparks shot out and she then began to deep throat him. Wow, this must be what Hermione did to Ron that night Harry had seen them. It felt amazing, she was able to breathe normally through her nose but her suction on his cock was firm and her tongue practically vibrated. He knew he had to learn more about sexual aids in magic, maybe George sold some sexual spell books.
He again looked over at Neville who was now leaning back with Casey rubbing her big tits on either side of his dick and still licking the tip.
"Alohamora" said a voice in the hallway and suddenly the door to their cabin flew open to reveal Hermione standing there.
"Merlin's Pants!" she yelped taking in the scene, the two naked girls still sucking each of the boys cocks. Neville and Harry looking at her open mouthed in surprise. Hermione's eyes lingered on both boys cocks, and Harry could have sworn her mouth twitched at the sight.
"Oh my, I'm so sorry I thought you were Slitherin's misbehaving, oh my, I, um, my goodness!" Hermione spluttered. She closed the door quickly and Harry could hear her stumbling down the passageway.
"Oh bollocks," said Kylee, having just removed the charm off her mouth. "Is she going to report us?" she asked Harry.
"I wouldn't worry about it, I'll talk to her and make sure she keeps quiet, she owes me anyway,” Harry told her. "Now do you both mind continuing?"
Kylee smiled and continued her sucking, as did Casey and soon Neville and Harry had filled each girl's mouth with hot cum.
"Wow, I can't believe I got to suck Harry Potter's cock!" Kylee said licking her lips.
"Neville, you’re so big, can we do this again sometime?" asked Casey.
"Of course we can ladies, Harry and I are free agents, I'm sure we will set up another rendezvous soon!" Neville answered.
The train started to slow so all four students got into their robes and got their trunks together. Soon Neville and Harry were on the Hogsmead platform looking over the heads of most the crowd for familiar faces to ride the carriages into Hogwarts. Ron flagged them down, they saw Hagrid as well and waved hello to the half giant.
"Hermione already left with Ginny, Luna, and the Patil twins. She seemed a little flustered I don't know what happened to her,” said Ron once they had struggled through the crowd next to him.
"Hmmm, that strange,” said Harry winking at Neville, "Wonder what could of done that to her,”

The boys rode into Hogwarts with Seamus Finnigan another Gryffindor who had returned to complete his 7th year. They asked him about Dean Thomas, the final boy from their grade in Gryffindor. Seamus explained Dean had gotten a job as an illustrator for a publishing house and decided not to return to Hogwarts. He was living in London and having a blast. He handed out some wizard magazines Dean had sent Seamus to pass around.
"Oh wow, Charlie told me about these before but I never had seen one- check it out- Witch Porn!" exclaimed Ron.
Harry took the magazine and saw it was titled "Wicked Witches", on the cover was two players from the Chuddley Cannon's, Ron's favorite team. The subtitle was, "These witches can really ride a stick!"
The women were in yellow and maroon underwear with the cannon logos. Each was embracing the other and looking towards Harry, winking at him, licking their lips, and occasionally kissing each other. Harry flipped through the magazine, which included articles on love potions, letters from readers, and several pictorials that had both witches and wizards in various states of undress doing just about everything imaginable with each other. The two girls from the Cannons were featured in the biggest spread, they were both naked and either kissing and licking each other or fucking a couple of big beaters that played for the Cannons as well. It was incredibly hot; Harry wondered how he could have missed out on this kind of stuff before.
"Wow!" said Ron looking over Harry's shoulder, "That’s Chaser’s Sara Doubleday and Maggie Dent, they look hot as hell!"
"You saying Hermione isn't doing that for you Ron?" said Seamus nodding toward a picture showing the two women sucking on one of the beaters thick cocks.
"Fuck off Finnigan, you never had two witches before!" retorted Ron.
The boys all laughed and flipped through the other issues, Seamus told them he'd leave them out in their dorm if anyone required further reading. They all laughed again and Harry was reminded how he loved the fact that his four poster bed had curtain to allow a little privacy now and then.

Chapter 2- Home at Hogwarts.

The feast and sorting went off as usual; Harry noticed Hermione didn't meet his or Neville eyes once during the whole meal. The sorting hat had been repaired from when it was lit on fire the previous year by Voldemort; it sang a surprisingly cheerful song about love for the school and each other. New students were sorted as per usual and the new crop of Gryffindor's looked as tiny and terrified as ever. Harry noticed that the Slitherin's table was the smallest of all the houses. The faces he did recognize at the table were Draco Malfoy, Gregory Goyle, and Pansy Parkinson. But they were sullen, no usual laughing and acting smug; most of the table seemed timid and jumpy.

It was slightly different with Headmistress McGonagall in charge, there were some staff changes of course, and Transfiguration was to be taught by a tall witch in her late thirties, she had dark hair which was curly and long. She wore black rimmed glasses and had a thin face that was striking and very dignified. Harry thought she had the same rigid demeanor of McGonagall, which is probably why she got the job. Her name was Professor Tatum Hartstring. There was also a new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher named Professor Carling Wood. Carling was short, maybe five foot tall and had short blond hair. She had blue eyes and a dazzling smile, she was quite pretty and looked to be no older than 28. Professor Hartstring was put in charge of Gryffindor House, so the Gryffindor's applauded loudly for her.

The feast was delicious; Nearly Headless Nick terrified several 1st years when his head fell to the side. Once it was finished Hermione and Ron led the way up to the dorm. Everywhere Harry walked people stopped and openly gawked at him. Kylee and Casey waved from the Ravenclaw table as he walked by; Harry saw that Ginny who was talking with Demelza Robbins at the Gryffindor table had noticed the two Ravenclaw girls waving at Harry.

Harry got to the dorm after stepping through the fat ladies portrait; even she gave Harry a wink as he walked through the hole. The room was crowded, he greeted the fellow 7th years that had returned, Pavarti Patil and Lavender Brown, both of whom seemed very happy to see him. He also said hi to Jimmy Peakes and Ritchie Cootes his beaters on the last team he captained. They seemed happy to see him, he let them know tryouts would be soon and he'd let them know right away. Hermione got done lecturing the 1st years and they were making their way to the dorms. She spotted Harry and walked over to him.

"Can I talk to you for a moment privately?" she asked.

"Sure Hermione,” answered Harry.

They walked out of the portrait and down to an open classroom. The last time Harry remembered being in here, Hermione was angry at Ron for kissing Lavender and had attacked Ron when they showed up.

"What's up?" said Harry.

"Harry, I can't believe what I saw back on the train, you and Neville could have been expelled if someone else had caught you. How could you of done that?" Hermione scolded.

"How could I stop a very attractive young lady from stripping her clothes off and giving me head?" laughed Harry, "Uh, I don't know Hermione, I thought about cursing her but since she was naked and had my dick in her mouth I thought it was prudent to let her continue,”

"Oh Harry, don't you think every girl in this place fancies you now? Your good looking, famous, Quiddich Captain, Triwizard Champion, oh and you did defeat Lord Voldemort! I believe you could have any girl in this school, but Harry you don't want to be a big headed jerk, do you? You need to be careful with what you’re doing, you’re a role model!" she pleaded with him.

"So I don't deserve a little fun? I'm not allowed to do what I want after all I've been through? My parents were killed, I've been hunted like prey for my whole life, my former girlfriend won't talk to me, won't talk to anyone it seems! I'm supposed to just take the high road and never give in to a little fun?" Harry retorted.

"I suppose you have a point Harry, I have talked to Ginny a bit, she seems to be coming out of the shell she has put up around herself, but going out with every girl who throws herself at you isn't going to help you get back together with her,” said Hermione.

"Well maybe she'd better speak to me directly, I've tried Hermione, I've spent hours outside her door and trying to speak with her, but if she can't get over it I'm not going to wait. I've got to live my life, I feel like I've got a new lease on it and I'm not going to wallow in the past Hermione,” explained Harry.

"Alright Harry, just be careful. These girls just want to bask in your glory; they don't really know you like I do. How kind and loving you are, how faithful a friend you can be, how brave and daring and funny you are...they just see your handsome and have attained so much glory at such a young age,” Hermione responded.

An awkward pause followed her words, Hermione had begun the conversation trying to nag at Harry like a sister, but the way she ended it almost felt like she was jealous of Kylee and other girls like her. The two left together and once back in the common room, Hermione went to sit by Ron and Seamus by the fire, while Harry decided to go to bed. The dorm room was different, since Dean was gone but Richie and Jimmie were both 7th years as well their trunks were also set up. The room seemed to have expanded to fit everyone comfortably though.

The next day found Harry in the Great Hall eating breakfast waiting to get his new schedule from Professor Heartstring. She handed schedules out to each Gryffindor’s and each left to get ready for their first class. She got to the 7th years last, theirs being the biggest group due to the failure to actually graduate the class last year. Hermione, Harry, Ron, Neville, Ginny, Lavender, Pavarti, Demelza, Richie, Jimmie, a few other girls Harry recognized by sight but didn't know their names were all that was left. Hermione had the most classes of the group, and depending on the career path everyone else would be taking classes together but may have one on one with certain teachers. Harry had Transfiguration, Potions, Charms, Herbology, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. They were all double periods and he noticed he had a special DADA special study with Professor Wood as well as Transfiguration with Professor Hartstring. Professor Hartstring explained that because Harry was studying to be an Auror, he was to receive special instruction in both of these Subjects to help him pass his N.E.W.T'S.
Harry's classes that day were as difficult as he ever had, but he did enjoy them more. It was fun being in smaller classes with people he enjoyed. He began the day with double Charms, followed by Transfiguration where Harry was pleased to find out they would be working on transforming themselves, something Harry had never quite gotten the hang of. Professor Heartstring was a good teacher, she actually was not as stern as she had seemed, and she even smiled when Harry was able to change his skin to a pale green color, even though she asked him to turn blue. She guided his hand to show him where the proper flick of the wrist was for this spell, as she bent over her breast slid against his arm, it felt full and pleasant against his skin. Her directions whispered into his ear and she smelled like sweet roses, her perfume filling his senses with a feeling of hunger. He looked forward to his individual lessons with her later in the week.
The best thing about his new schedule was the lack of classes with the Slytherin; he only shared one period with them, Potions, which began the next day. Since the defeat of Voldemort, both Malfoy and Goyle had been quiet as mice. Draco's parents had not been sent to Azkaban as had most of the surviving Death eaters, but they had lost all their power and influence in the wizarding world. Harry had heard rumors that the Malfoy's had to sell the mansion he had been kept captive in to pay off debts to the victims of Lord Voldemort's reign of terror and murder. Draco looked much like he had the night Dumbledore had died, strained and worried. He was not his usual pompous self what so ever. In his first potions class with Slughorn Harry had actually made a decent draft of power, which enabled the drinker to have usually long stamina in a battle or physical activity. Harry actually bottled a bit of it for use later while no one was looking, thinking he could find some use for the potion.
Defense Against the Dark Arts was their afternoon class and he was excited to see if a new teacher was going to be any good. Professor Wood was impressive, which was tough to do after seeing so many teachers file through the post. He began the lesson by showing the students how to reveal magical concealment without touching the concealed object. She had everyone find concealed objects in the room as kind of a scavenger hunt. Harry found a suit of armor concealed in what looked like a flat wall in the classroom; he was reminded of how Dumbledore was able to see the traces of magic when they had gone to the cave on the shore looking for the locket Horcrux. Once revealed the suit of Armor tried to attack Harry but Harry was too quick the empty armor was blasted across the room into dust with Harry’s quick reflexes. Professor Wood joined the students who applauded which made Harry smile.
“Great job Harry, now we know why Lord Voldemort had no chance against you!” Professor Wood cried over the applause flashing Harry a brilliant smile.

Chapter 3- Professor Wood’s Secret-

The next day Harry spent all morning in the greenhouses in Herbology and met with Professor Wood for his one on one session. He knocked on her office door at 4 PM and heard her cheerful voice say come in. She was not in her robes but in more of a yoga outfit, a black tight tank top which hugged her large breasts and tight stretch pants that hugged her tight ass.
“Hi Harry, how are you today?” Professor Wood asked cheerily.
“Great,” Harry replied as he looked her over and smiled, “are we going to work out?”
Professor Wood beamed at him as she explained that they would be getting quite physical in these one on one lessons. Harry’s eyebrows shot into the air at these words. Professor Wood laughed and explained that she was a former Auror, and she wanted to give Harry the same training as the Auror’s had, part of which was physical. She led Harry into her classroom and with a wave of her wand all the desks and tables disappeared. She faced Harry in the middle of the room and told him to remove his robes.
“What?” asked Harry in surprise.
“Take off your robes Harry, you won’t be able to perform the proper moves with those billowy things on, you need to be sleek and able to not get tripped up on yourself,” replied Professor Wood.
Harry stripped off his robes leaving him in a pair of maroon boxer briefs and a white undershirt with his trainers. His face was red as he faced her again, wand in hand.
“Very good Harry, now don’t be shy I’m glad to see your in good shape, must be all those Quiddich practices you’ve been through. Oliver always said you were an amazing athlete, I’m glad to say he looks to be right,” Appraised Professor Wood whose eyes looked him up and down. Harry noticed her eyes lingered at his waistline.
“Wait, Oliver Wood is your little Brother?” asked Harry caught off guard.
“Yes, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier but since I know he knew many of the Students here I didn’t want to broadcast it too much. He’s the Keeper for Puddlemere United you know. He always talked highly of you Harry, from what he said you may be able to go Professional after school. Of course that would delay your Auror training,” She replied with a smile.
“Uh wow, I didn’t think he thought so highly of me,” replied Harry.
“Oh he never wanted to inflate your ego too much, but since all he talks about is Quiddich at home I heard quite a bit about your heroics on the pitch. I’m looking forward to seeing you win the Qudditch Cup this year,” Professor Wood admitted. “Now, let’s focus on what we are here for today.”
“Of course Professor I’m sorry,” said Harry.
“Harry, please call me Carling when were alone, Professor is much too formal OK?” said Professor Wood.
Harry nodded agreement and Carling explained what the lesson was going to entail. She made several hooded dummy’s appear with a wave of her wand. She explained that these were enchanted wizard trainers, nicknamed “Eaters” by the Auror’s due to their resemblance to Death eaters and though the models were not the current models the Auror’s in the Ministry trained with they would be a good start. She told Harry to watch her first and then it would be his turn. With a second wave the “Eaters” sprung to life and began casting spells and attempting to trap Carling.
Harry’s jaw nearly hit the floor to how quickly she reacted to the bust of activity. Carling immediately did a full back flip to avoid the initial steaks of red light, and then she did a series of flips and cartwheels toward two advancing Eaters. She disarmed them by shooting a binding spell on one while doing a roundhouse kick on the other and finished by slamming the bound unit onto the one she had just tripped to the floor. The three remaining units bore down on her but she cast a shield charm and then did another move that Harry couldn’t tell what had happened until she began running up what was seemed to be invisible stairs. She leapt from a height of 10 feet in the air and ended up in the midst of the three units who all tried to cast spells at her but she dropped into the splits making two of the units hit each other with their spells and she sent a freezing spell at the third to stop it in it’s tracks.
The five units completely disarmed, Carling slowly got to her feet and looked back at Harry, who quickly closed his mouth. He had never seen anyone do anything like that before, even Dumbledore. Carling explained that most Wizards thought that it was all in the spell work, a great Auror should be Physically, Mentally, and magically gifted. She reactivated the Eaters and got Harry set to begin.
“Remember Harry, use all your gifts in your attack,” She advised.
The Eaters attacked him and he reacted as best he could. He began by running to the side so that only two of the Eaters spells had good chances to hit him. He cast a quick blasting spell at the wall which a hole exploded and he cast another spell at the debris which was then thrown at the chasing Eaters. Two units were knocked out of commission with this move but now the other three had clear shots at him. He performed the “levicorpus” spell on himself and quickly was hoisted into the air by his heal which caused him to avoid several green flashes.
He used this advantage to shoot frozen water onto the floor and cause the 3 Eaters to lose their balance. He then reduced one of the units and shot nets over the remaining two before dropping back to the floor.
“Great job Harry!” said Carling. “A little rougher than I would have done, but I don’t mind it rough now and then,” She winked at him after this statement.
She finished the lesson by teaching Harry her spell that allowed her to run up air. Harry enjoyed her firm grip on his arm as she taught him the proper wand work. All too soon though it was over and she was walking him to the door. As he put on his robes again she mentioned the upcoming match with Slytherin.
“Harry, you have to beat them, I’m a former Gryffindor you know, and I’ll be devastated if we lose,” She said.
“I am having tryouts this weekend, I’m sure we will have a good team,” Harry replied.
“I’ll tell you what Harry, for every win you get this year I’ll do something special for our lessons,” She told him.
“Like what?” Harry asked.
“Win and you’ll find out,” She said with a wicked grin.

Chapter 4- The Joys of Transfiguration

Harry was intrigued with the idea of Carling’s proposal; it spurred him post tryout times that very night on the bulletin board, which caused quite a bit of commotion in the common room. Tryouts would be on Saturday and by morning the board was already full of candidates. Harry did note that Ginny had put her name down for Chaser, as well as Demelza. Cootes, Peakes, and Ron had all put their names down for Beaters and Keeper respectively.
Thursday had Harry in Potions again in the morning. They worked on a hair growing potion, it was designed for shaved cats or small animals according to Slughorn but Harry wondered what would happen if a few drops were put on the human body. He again nicked a bit of the brown liquid into a vial and stored it away in his robes.
After lunch Harry went to Professor Heartstring’s office for his individual lesson. She greeted him warmly, offered him some tea and went into what they would be covering together over the year. She as well was not in her typical robes, but in a plaid skirt that hemmed just over her knee and white blouse that was unbuttoned just enough to show her cleavage which was pushed together with a lacy black bra. Her hair was up in a delicate tangle held by what looked like chopsticks and her green eyes sparkled behind her black rimmed glasses.
By the end of the year Harry was to be able to transform his body into someone unrecognizable from his current self.
“We are going to try this in steps, the first will be growing and shrinking yourself,” explained Professor Heartstring.
“Of course Professor,” replied Harry.
“Harry, please call me Tatum when we are in here together, Professor makes me sound old,”
“Of course Tatum,” replied Harry.
She showed him how to grow his finger nails and control how long they got. She explained there were limits to what you could do based on the matter and material you were changing but it was possible to double the size of certain parts of the human body.
“On any part?” Harry asked.
“Well, for the most part, you can’t double the size of your internal organs, trust me don’t try to- many good Wizards have killed themselves by trying to increase their brain size or make their heart stronger. But most outside parts can be adjusted as well as hair or fingernails. You cannot change yourself into the opposite sex, only polyjuice potion can do that,” she answered.
She gave a demo making her hair shorten and turn red, her height shrink about 5 inches, and her bust grow in size to almost popping out of her shirt. Harry’s mouth dropped, she looked like Madam Rosmerta from the Three Broomsticks pub.
“Not bad eh?” Tatum asked.
“That’s amazing, can I try?” asked Harry.
She agreed, but offered to Harry he might want to take his robes off so they could see the difference in what he was doing. He took off his robes to reveal just maroon plaid boxer shorts. Tatum did a double take at his defined abs and the wispy hair on his chest. Harry make his arms grow bigger slowly, and then had his hair shorten an inch or two and turn blond.
“Good Harry, very nice, can you make your legs grow any?” she asked.
He pointed his wand at his legs and performed the spell. Quickly he discovered he must have made a mistake, his legs did begin to grow but the feeling in his groin told him his cock was growing as well. It snaked out of his boxers and Tatum gasped. Harry had grown a few inches larger in both his overall size as well as his cock size. He looked up to see Tatum smiling at his cock; she looked up and said to him, “Well done now you are a very big boy! Let’s see how you did,” and she gently pulled his shorts down to reveal a long thick ten inches of Harry’s manhood dangling between his legs. Tatum grasped it, flexing it in her delicate hands. Harry couldn’t help it, his cock began to harden, which only made it bigger, it soon was 12 inches hard and now facing up towards Tatum in its fully erect glory.
“Well, well, what a good student you are, I’m not sure what we are going to do with that, but I think we will have to make sure it’s fully functional!” she whispered to herself, her eyes focused downward.
It began almost immediately, Professor Tatum Heartstring was on her knees sucking on this gigantic cock Harry had transformed onto his body and it felt amazing. Tatum didn’t have to cast any spells that Harry could tell she was sucking Harry like he couldn’t believe. Her head was bobbing up and down on his cock, her hands now on his pulling them toward her breasts which were already straining against the fabric of her shirt and bra.
His fingers quickly released her shirt and bra and removed them, her breasts literally popped out and his hands roamed over them, stopped to softly pinch her large nipples. She moaned in pleasure at his touch, her mouth full of his manhood. Harry couldn’t believe this was happening he had never expected this kind of reaction from the staff at Hogwarts. Tatum licked his cock like a big lollipop and looked into Harry’s brilliant green eyes.
“I need to ride this cock like a broomstick,” she demanded.
She stood up and had Harry sit down on a plush chair in front of her desk. She then turned around and grabbed his cock through her legs and backed into his hard on. Tatum started grinding back into him while guiding his hands to her nipples. She was tight and super wet once his cock slide into her, his hands roamed from her large nipples down to her trimmed pussy, rubbing her clit as his cock slid in and out of her. She rode him hard, in his head a fantasy of actually fucking while riding on a broomstick came to mind that he quickly filed away for another day.
“Oh yes Harry, fill me up with that cock!” she screamed.
He obliged and quickly decided he needed to take control of this situation after her third very vocal orgasm. He pushed her forward so she had her hands on her desk bent over and stood behind her.
“I’ll do anything you want Harry, just fuck me hard!” she purred.
Harry’s cock rubbed Tatum’s asshole gently at first and she gasped, but her ass pushed against his dick in a clear acceptance to his intentions. He slid in slowly and her moan became a constant note that didn’t break until he was deep inside her.
“I want you to cum in my tight ass Harry,” she whispered.
“I’m going to cum all over you professor,” Harry replied with a smile.
He fucked her hard, her screams must have been heard in the hallway outside her classroom, but Harry didn’t care. Tatum’s ass shook with his thrusts and after she moaned a deep guttural moan he pulled out of her and sprayed her with his cum, shooting sticky gobs onto her ass, her back, her hair, and by the time she turned around into her open mouth.
“Oh my god Harry, that was spectacular!” said Tatum. “Now, you go get yourself cleaned up, you get an outstanding grade for this lesson.”
With cum dripping off her hair, back, and ass Professor Heartstring left him and went into her personal chambers to clean up. Harry got dressed again and transfigured back to his normal height, but kept his cock at its big size. Smiling to himself he walked the corridors absent mindedly, walking into Ron coming around a corner.
“What the hell was that noise coming from Professor Heartstring’s room a minute ago?” he asked Harry.
“Oh that, nothing to worry about Ron, just the Professor Orgasming after the deep ass fucking I just gave her,” Harry said casually.
Ron’s jaw had to be scooped up off the floor, Harry started to laugh.
“Your joking Harry,” Ron said timidly.
“I’m not, right now Tatum, that’s what she asked me to call her when I fuck her, is washing my cum out of her hair,” Harry said.
Harry then told Ron all the details from his one on one with the Professor. Ron’s eyebrows were lost in his hair and his mouth was once again agape once Harry was done. Harry laughed again at Ron’s expression, and told him to have fun on his one-on-one tomorrow.
“Do you think she’ll be that way with every guy?” Ron asked.
“Now, now Ron, what would Hermione say if she heard you say that?” Harry scolded him mockingly.
“Happy I was participating in class?” Ron answered laughing.
Harry told Ron he was going to take a bath in the prefect bathroom and said he’d see him later that night. Harry walked to the special bath and gave the password “Felix felicious” to the door. While not a prefect, Harry did have access to this pool sized bath because he was a Quiddich Captain. He paused right away though because he heard voices and people talking inside. That was odd he thought, usually this room would only allow one person at a time to enter, maybe they had forgotten to lock the door after entering, and whoever was here must of come in together. He remembered his invisibility cloak was in a pocket of his robes; he quickly threw it over himself and walked into the large room that held a gigantic bathtub the size of a swimming pool. A girl was on her hands and knees on the tiles at the side of the tub, her ass hanging over the water, she was facing away from Harry who noticed the second person was waist deep in the water, his blond hair was wet back, his tongue buried in her ass. The water came to his buttocks and was opaque with colored bubbles.
“Oh Draco, yes right there, lick my tight asshole fuck me with your tongue,” moaned a familiar voice echoing in the large tiled room.
The ceiling was tall and arched and covered in small glass tiles of aqua, blue, silver, and white. A beautiful mermaid in a stained glass window filtered the outside light, but the skies were darkening and some candles had been lit that cast the room into faint shimmers that reminded Harry of being deep under water in the lake outside.
The girl was on the heavy side, her dark wet hair covering plastered to her back, she had large breasts that hung down almost to the tile that Harry could see from angled view he had of her. She had one hand holding her steady and the other was furiously working between her legs at her clit.
“Mmmm, Pansy, like this? Do you really like it sweetie?” asked Draco Malfoy in his signature drawl but lacking the sarcasm that often lingered in his verbal jabs. Harry noticed he was stroking himself with one hand while squeezing Pansy’s ass with the other.
“Mmmm, Draco, I’m almost ready for you, give me a few more minutes of this baby,” Pansy whimpered.
Harry kept walking around the pool silently, the sounds of echoing water from a few of the running taps and Pansy and Draco’s voices filling the room. Harry stopped walking when he was about ten feet from the pair. Now he was on Pansy’s side of the pool, her nipples were hard and large silver dollars with dark areolas’. Her eyes were closed in concentration, her breathing heavy and labored. The usual look of wicked delight she had in gossiping about other students was gone and she looked very strained and lonely crouched on her hand and knees.
Harry could see Malfoy still stroking his cock, it was thin but average size but Harry was surprised at Draco’s body, it looked so pale and frail in the dim lighting.
“Oh shit!” Draco moaned as he shot a load onto the tile between Pansy’s legs.
“Draco! What the fuck?” yelled Pansy whose head had dipped down to see what had happened between her large thighs.
“I’m sorry Pansy, I just got too excited,” mumbled Draco.
“Get out!” yelled Pansy.
Draco looked as if he was going to retort, but he instead turned around and swam the width of the pool and got out dripping and limp. He grabbed his wand and dried himself off and grabbed his robes from a hook on the far side of the room. The door slammed shut as he left.
Harry was amused but at the same time felt pity for both Draco and Pansy. She slowly rolled over on the tiled floor, her naked body relaxing and her breathing slowing down.
“Fucking loser,” she quipped. “Why is he the only idiot in this place who fancies me?”
Pansy eased into the water slowly and floated on her back across the water, parting the bubbled filled water slowly with her large hour glass form. Harry decided he would pretend to walk in on her on accident; he walked back to the entrance and flipped off his invisibility cloak. He then walked back into the bath and removed his clothes quickly. He was dipping his toe into the water when he heard Pansy gasp. Looking up in mock surprise Harry saw Pansy’s face enveloped in bubbles, the rest of her was beneath the surface hidden.
“Oh, sorry, didn’t know anyone was here, the door was open,” said Harry.
Pansy’s face went from rage to stunned silence as she looked over Harry’s naked body, her eyes becoming unfocused as she took in his large limp cock that hung halfway down his thighs. He returned her gaze and a smile crept over his lips.
“Parkinson, what’s wrong you never seen a naked bloke before?” asked Harry. “I figured you and Draco would of gotten this far by now.”
Pansy’s eyes came back into focus and she murmured, “Yeah well he is different.”
“Different? Is he missing something?” Harry laughed.
“No!” she immediately yelled but she then said very quietly, “No, he is just not like you.”
Harry began to walk down a small flight of steps into the bath.
“What are you doing?” asked Pansy in alarm.
“Taking a bath Parkinson,” replied Harry, “do you have a problem sharing the bath with me?”
“I guess not, um, but I have nothing on either,” said Pansy. “What will your girlfriend Ginny think if she knew you were in here with a naked girl?”
“I thought you were a good gossip Parkinson, Ginny and I are on hiatus, I’m a free agent, plus I’ve seen my share of naked girls” replied Harry.
With this news Pansy couldn’t hide the smile which flashed over her lips for an instant. Harry jumped into the warm bubbly water and did a lap across and back. Pansy stayed in her bubbles and simply watched him. Harry began to float on his back, aware that his cock draped over his leg as he kicked softly. He circled Pansy in wide circles; she stayed submerged up to her neck and turned to watch him curiously.
“So are you and Malfoy together?” asked Harry casually.
“That’s none of your business,” said Pansy.
“So I suppose he would mind if he found out you and I were in here together,” asked Harry.
“You better not or I’ll tell everyone your, your…” she trailed off thinking hard for a comeback. “You think your so great Harry Potter, such a big man, so powerful that you killed the Dark Lord, so cool and everyone loves you and all the girls want to be with you.”
Harry stopped floating and looked at Pansy hard, and then he smiled again and said, “I don’t think any of those things Pansy, but I think you do.”
Pansy’s scowl faltered, she turned pink and swam away from Harry. She quickly pulled her body out of the pool and ran to her robes across the room, her ass jiggling with every step. Harry watched in amusement and as the door slammed he turned and swam another lap.

Friday had Harry in Charms all morning and by the time his free period came about after Lunch Harry was exhausted from his first week. He wished Ron good luck in his individual Transfiguration lesson and watched his friend climb out the portrait hole. Ginny was in a deep conversation with Pavarti and ignored Harry’s glance toward her. He went upstairs and fell asleep, waking up when Ron shook him awake.
"Harry, she's a bloody whore!” Ron whispered to him.
"What, who is, what are you talking about?" said Harry through a yawn rubbing his eyes and grasping for his glasses from his table next to the bed.
"Professor Heartstring, I just got done with my individual lesson, and she was all over me," said Ron in a hushed but excited voice. “We had barely started the lesson when she had showed me how she could transform her body, made herself look like...”
"Madam Rosmerta?" interrupted Harry.
"What? No, she made herself look like a Veela, you know long blonde hair, kind of like Fleur, but with big breasts and long legs,” said Ron quickly. “Did she make herself look like Rosmerta for you? Merlin’s pant’s, I would of cum right then if it had been me. Anyway she transformed herself and then had me take off my clothes so she could make sure I was doing everything right and all of a sudden she’s tearing off my boxers and on her knees giving my wand a good polish.”
“Did you bang her?” asked Harry.
“She sucked me so good I came in her mouth; she swallowed it all down too. I felt stupid but she just told me I tasted like candy and she couldn’t wait to get another mouthful next week,” said Ron. “I feel bad, like I should tell Hermione.”
“Gee Ron, sounds like a great idea, you should definitely tell Hermione that Professor Heartstring gave you oral and now you feel bad about it, see if Hermione sticks around or if she sends a flock of birds up your ass,” replied Harry sarcastically.
Ron said he would not tell Hermione, but Harry wasn’t so sure if he was telling the truth, either way he spent the rest of the night playing Wizard chess with Neville while Ron and Hermione had to patrol the corridors together.