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Curses and flames flying towards him, Harry threw out a Duelist's shield, which Celine had taught him only half an hour ago. The Duelist's shield was a stronger version of Protego and could block elemental magic to a certain extent, although it required more concentration and magic to maintain.

Blocking the spells, Harry conjured a large rope that snaked towards Celine, who sidestepped it easily and fired two more ice daggers at him. This time he was ready and transfigured both of them into raindrops.

At first he thought fighting naked would help him as Celine was still a bit shy and had her right arm over her breasts half the time, glaring at him for staring too long despite the fact that they were in the middle of an intense duel. His increased testosterone was helping him, but the way his broomstick simply stood at attention, more erect than ever, it was quite awkward to say the least.

"You know Potter, you are awfully horny for somebody who isn't going to get any tonight." Celine mocked as she shielded his blasting curse. Olivia catcalled and cheered him on.

"Shut it Malfoy, at least I'm not dripping all over the floor like a leaking sewer!"

She looked at the rug, and sure enough there were a few dark circles under her feet. Blushing scarlet she covered her flower with her hand and glared at him. "Fuck you Potter! Reducto!"

Their naked duel seemed to last forever. She shot more snakes at him, he cut them down with a cutting hex and then conjured a large boulder which rolled towards her. It was almost too easy for her to blast the boulder into pieces, so instead she transfigured it into a giant snake, which pounced at him, its teeth dripping with venom.

Harry had to shoot three cutting curses to bring it down, its blood spraying everywhere, while he fired another two stunners at Celine who deflected it. She returned quickly with a blasting curse and a flame beam, both of which he was barely able to deflect with a Duelist's shield.

The battle was getting nowhere and Harry knew that the only reason he hadn't been cut to pieces by now was because her spells weren't as powerful as they would be if she were using her wand hand. She was more than ready for all of his spells, in fact it almost seemed like she was just toying with him still.

Still hiding behind his shield he conjured a stone wall and tried to figure out what to do, as Celine began to cast another one of her tornados. If he did not move in three seconds he would be toast, as the tornado would undoubtedly be accompanied by more snakes and curses.

"Fucking Malfoy," he cursed under his breath, while he stared at his own erection and tried to figure out what to do. "Why does she have to be so fucking hot?"

"You know you won't stand a chance if you just hide behind that wall, Potter! Come out and face me like a man!" Celine shouted, as her tornado reached its full fury and spun towards him.

With nowhere left to run, Harry cursed to himself and decided that if he survived the next few seconds, it would be a bloody miracle.

Instead of strengthening his wall or shielding himself, he vanished the wall as the tornado rampaged towards him, causing both Olivia and Celine to gasp in shock. The tornado engulfed Harry, immediately flinging him up towards the ceiling at near-fatal speeds.

"NO, MASTER!" Olivia screamed, as Harry's body was flung around by the tornado in breakneck speeds. Celine was also dumbfounded, as she expected Harry to expend all his energy shielding it, allowing her to quickly overpower him with a few follow-up hexes.

Just as he was about to hit the ceiling he banished himself in the opposite direction, with a loud BANG! And suddenly he was flying through the air, straight towards Celine Malfoy at an almost blindingly fast speed.

"Potter, what the fuck-!" Celine tried to bring up her arm in time to shield her head-

SMACK

Flesh met flesh as his rigid hard-on smacked into Celine's face, and there was a sickening crunch, as the impact ricocheted both of them to the ground.

Celine's expression went from shock to outrage as she realized that she had been effectively slapped by little Harry, a moral desecration to be sure. Her hand immediately went to her left cheek, which was stinging, she could not believe his 'wand' was so forceful.

"DID YOU JUST FUCKING ATTACK ME WITH YOUR DICK?!" Celine yelled with her wand pointed at Harry, who was crouched on the ground in a fetal position. "How in Merlin, Morgana, and King Arthur's name did you think that could possibly work?!" She laughed incredulously.

Harry turned around and the look on his eyes was a mixture of horror and mortification. She looked at his eyes then at his crotch, which he covered with one hand. It was bloody and from her angle it looked like a stump…

What was that sickening crunch earlier…

"Malfoy, you think this is funny?" Harry held up his severed member in his other hand, pointing it at Celine. "YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?!" His eyes were wild, unfocused.

"Oh my god!" Olivia squeaked in horror, not able to look at Harry's severed, bloody member any longer.

Celine's eyes widened as she slowly edged over closer to him.

"What? What happened?! No, please tell me you're joking, oh no…" Regret flashed across her horror-filled eyes.

"You've ruined me, Malfoy!" Harry screamed in anguish, pointing his wretched thing at Malfoy. "Expelliarmus!"

Her wand flew through the air.

"I'M SORRY POTTER, I didn't- wait, what?!" Celine's shocked eyes watched her wand fly in a glorious arch to Harry, as his bloodied hand uncovered his crotch, revealing a half-flaccid member but still very much intact, and caught it easily.

"Incarcerous!" Harry said, using Celine's own wand to cast the spell, as magic-infused ropes suddenly bound her hands and legs together, causing her to drop to her knees, stunned at what had just happened.

"Master, it's not broken?!" Olivia asked in a sudden tone of hope.

Harry de-transfigured his "severed penis" back into his 11-inch, holly and phoenix wand, a slight look of shock on his face. "I can't believe that actually worked." He said, as the two girls stared at him with dumbfounded expressions.

Then Celine regained her consciousness and immediately she started screaming at the top of her lungs. "WHAT THE FUCK POTTER? WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? THAT IS SO FUCKING UNCOOL AND STUPID!" Struggling her arms and legs against the ropes, she could only open her mouth and explode at him with all her fury.

Harry couldn't help but twirl Celine's wand in his bloodied hand, much like how she had done earlier. "Malfoy, you're telling me in your six years of dueling no one has ever pulled the 'two wands' switcheroo on you?"

"WHAT THE FUCK? There's a NAME for that?!" Celine yelled in outrage. "That is the most immature, despicable thing I have ever seen in my life! You can't win a duel like that!"

Olivia was rolling around the floor laughing now, tears were coming out of her eyes as she realized what had happened.

Harry shrugged. "There was no other way to beat you Malfoy. Consider it a compliment of the highest fashion."

"A COMPLIMENT?!" She thundered, struggling against her ropes. "BEING SLAPPED IN THE FACE BY YOUR DICK IS A COMPLIMENT?!"

"Indeed Malfoy, err, it's called the Kung Fu Dick, a legendary move only used against ancient kung fu masters of the highest caliber." Harry winked, while Olivia broke down into a howl of laughter.

"That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard!" Celine spat, glaring daggers at Harry. "Fuck you Potter, that does not fucking count as a win. You're a despicable, low life human being who cheated in order to win a duel."

"Celly, technically it wasn't cheating since deception is a legal although frowned-upon part of dueling." Olivia giggled. "I remember the number of times you pretended you were hurt or incapacitated just to make your opponent feel bad for you. The number of times Diggory or Montague stopped casting spells and came over trying to help you only to find a bludgeoner to the face-"

"SHHHHH! Don't tell him about that, Livvy!" Celine flushed crimson.

Harry cocked an eyebrow. "So you've done the same thing and are now calling me a cheat? Is this why you always win your duels?"

Olivia grinned. "Master you've never heard of Celine's nickname? She's known as 'Porcupine Malfoy,' it's cute!"

"Really now?" Harry almost burst out laughing.

"Now you're helping him, Livvy?! I thought you were on my side!" There were no words to describe the amount of fury in Celine's eyes as she scowled at both of them, struggling against her chains like a wounded animal.

The blonde 5th-year giggled. "Celine, of course I am on your side. But I also wanted master to be able to fuck both of us, which is why I am declaring him the winner. Master, I am ready for you when you are." She sashayed towards him, her smooth naked skin gleaming in the light, looking at Harry with an adorable and slavish "come hither" look on her face.

"Hmm, thank you slave." Harry smiled at Olivia, who beamed at him.

"You're such a traitor, Livvy!" Celine yelled furiously. "Fuck no Potter, you do NOT get to fuck me! Don't even dream of coming near me, you cheating low-life!" She struggled with her ropes, which coiled around her arms and legs, wrapping around all of her naked curves, a gorgeous and erotic sight to be sure.

Harry rolled his eyes. "That's alright, Malfoy. You can watch while I fuck my slave, then."

He was already at full-mast after seeing Celine in such an imprisoned state, but looking at Olivia's ready and supple body he could not help but feel a full rush of hormones, as he walked over to Olivia's kneeling figure.

"Congratulations on your victory, master, you can fuck me as long as you want." Olivia said, caressing his manhood softly, and then with one graceful sweep engulfed him into her mouth. "Mmmm, I was so scared earlier, master…" she said as she licked and sucked on every part of his member.

"My apologies for alarming you, slave. Hmm… oohh, that is nice." Harry's eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head.

"YOU TWO ARE SO FUCKING LAME!" Celine yelled, she had a front-row seat to what was about to become a full-blown shag session.

Olivia pulled Harry's shaft out of her mouth for only a second. "Celine, you can come join me in rewarding master for his victory, and the incredible progress he made tonight." She winked at him, then put his erection back into her throat.

"Fuck no! Get me out of these ropes now Potter, I'm leaving!" Celine ordered.

Harry smiled benignly. "Why not stay and watch for a while, Malfoy? Perhaps you'll learn something."

"NO! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU POTTER, GET ME OUT OF THESE-" Suddenly her voice went mute as she screamed silently, as Harry had used Celine's own wand to silence her.

"That was smart." Olivia said, massaging and licking all over over his member with her lips and tongue, their combined liquids dripping onto her shapely breasts and slim figure. "I have an idea, master."

She stood up and whispered into Harry's ear, who nearly burst out laughing, and then nodded, sneaking a glance at Celine's enraged but muted screaming. He inwardly thanked Merlin for silencing charms, as no doubt the Malfoy heiress's diatribe would be another Malfoy monologue of epic proportions.

"You are quite an intelligent slave." Olivia beamed at him. He then grabbed her, enveloping her into a passionate kiss, their naked bodies pressing against each other, and it was one of the most wonderful feelings in the world. Olivia was only too willing to let him kiss her, and threw herself onto him, as their tongues battled it out in front of the Malfoy girl's furious eyes.

Then, he lifted her up so that her feet were no longer touching the ground, and with one swift motion he impaled her, both of them gasping at the hotness of the other's private parts.

"I have such a wonderful and amazing master." Olivia moaned, as the two of them kissed furiously and passionately while he thrust into her, her naked body bouncing up and down along his shaft. Penetrating her in midair was no easy feat since Olivia was almost as tall as he was, although her lithe and acrobatic body made it less cumbersome.

Harry grunted in pleasure as he emptied himself out into her, she tightened her uterus so as to extract as much of his seed as possible, as he pumped into her womb such a sheer amount of milk that soon some of it was leaking out.

"Fuck, that's amazing." Olivia gasped, as she dug her nails into his back, clinging onto him for dear life. Finally he finished emptying himself out inside her, and she climbed off of him, kissing him with a fervor quite unusual for the blonde girl. "Watch me, master." She whispered, and he smiled.

Walking over to Celine's still fuming figure, Olivia pulled out her own wand and unsilenced the Malfoy heiress.

"...- AND ALL YOU DO IS DREAM ABOUT FUCKING YOUR SISTER, YOU FUCKING LOSER, YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A CHANCE WITH GIRLS LIKE ME" Celine was screaming, tangled within her ropes, it appeared her Malfoy monologue was running at full speed, if anything her silenced imprisonment had only enraged her more. "EVERYTHING YOU HAVE IS BECAUSE OF YOUR FUCKING PARENTS, OTHERWISE YOU WOULD JUST BE A STUPID AVERAGE 4TH YEAR GRYFFINDORK WHO DOESN'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT MAGIC-"

"Celine, I just want you to know," Olivia said serenely, "I love you, but you need to chill right now. It was just a duel."

"SHUT UP LIVVY, YOU ARE EVEN WORSE. HOW YOU CAN LET YOURSELF BE A SLAVE TO SUCH A PATHETIC PERSON IS COMPLETELY BEYOND ME. DID YOU NOT SEE HOW HE CHEATED? HE DOES NOT DESERVE YOU OR ANYONE OR ANYTHING" Celine shrieked, her usually soft and silky platinum blonde hair wild and disheveled against her naked body. "FUCK YOU POTTER GO BACK TO THE STUPID MUGGLE WORLD YOU GREW UP- LIVVY WHAT ARE YOU-"

Drip.

Standing above Celine's fettered body, Olivia pushed a finger into her own wetness and several drops of Harry's seed combined with her own juice spilled out and splattered onto Celine Malfoy's perfectly shaped forehead.

"ARARARARARARAGAHGHGHHGHAWFWHATTHEFUCK?!" Celine was at a loss for words. The juices from Olivia's flower dripped and splashed onto the Malfoy girl's hair, her face, her neck and breasts, like a very slow pour of syrup.

Harry could not believe what he was seeing. Celine looked as if she had been crying, with the amount of seed dripping down her cheek and onto her breasts. She was fighting for dear life against the magic-infused rope but that did not prevent Olivia from giving her the life juice that she had created with Harry.

"I love you Celine, which is why I wanted to share master's seed with you." Olivia said, giving Harry a winning smile. "You have told me how much you love his taste."

"I TAKE THAT BACK! I HATE IT, IT'S DISGUSTING-" Celine was interrupted by another splash of seed that fell directly into her mouth. She initially looked as if she was going to spit it out, but then thought better of it and swallowed, suddenly very quiet.

"It's delicious isn't it?" Olivia said softly, while another drop fell out and into Celine's mouth. This time the Malfoy girl swallowed it even more quickly, eyes still glaring ice daggers at Harry – if looks could kill he would be dust right now.

"Now I'm out, but if you give me a minute I will milk master some more for you." Olivia said warmly, walking back over to Harry and getting back onto her knees.

"Damnit, damnit, fuck both of you," Celine cursed, it was unclear whether the tears near her eyes were actual tears or sexual byproducts. Her hair was wet and sticky, and her bosom was shining with a thin coating.

Olivia had returned Harry's half-mast into her mouth, and was now trying her best to return it to full throttle with the soft caresses of her tongue and lips. Celine had gone quiet, it was unclear what she was thinking as she glared daggers at them, out of a rich combination of hatred and jealousy and bitterness and fury.

"Wow, you are one sexy slave." Harry said quietly, as Olivia grinned at him in a servile manner, her gorgeous face slightly pink and breathing heavily with lust.

This time the fifth-year pushed Harry to the ground on his back, mounting him and buckling against him. Her hands ran all over his chest, he did the same to her, as the two of them fucked each other, turned on immensely by both of the other's bodies, their master-slave dynamic, and the Malfoy girl's watchful and jealous gaze.

"Master, you're so hard and amazing. Please fill your cum bucket up with as much cum as you want." Olivia moaned, as the two of them thrust against each other. She had already orgasmed twice while riding him cowgirl.

"Ahh – fuck, slave, I'm—ohh" Harry climaxed inside Olivia again, shooting his seed so deep within her that he was unsure when it would ever come out.

"Oohh my goodness. That's a lot." Olivia kissed him again and again as he emptied out, shockwaves rippling through his body with every pump. "It's amazing how much you can come, master."

"That all depends on how good the slave is." Harry replied easily, resting his head against the ground as he was spent.

Olivia pulled his shaft out of her with a wet plop. She then licked it clean, all of their combined juices and sweat, tasting it and smacking her lips in pleasure. Then she walked over to Celine, who was now watching with a still angry but hungry look in her eyes.

"Celine, I love you so much, so please have some." Olivia offered, spreading her legs and crouching down so that her rosebud was at the same level as Celine's face, as Harry watched the two in dramatic silence.

Almost surprisingly and unexpectedly, the Malfoy girl did not complain, instead she tentatively suckled on Olivia's flower for a little, and then began to suck and slurp on the younger girl with an increasing fervor and enthusiasm, trying to cajole and drink as much juice from Olivia's treasure as possible.

"Oh my goodness, Celine – oohh," Olivia moaned sensually in pleasure, as her leader attacked her peach, suckling and licking and drinking, swallowing every once in while. As her hands were still bound, she was making quite a mess of things with her mouth, eventually her entire mouth, nose, chin and cheek were covered with a shiny, liquid sheen.

Harry watched the erotic scene in a mixture of wonder and excitement, to see it this real was far beyond any adult movie that Dudley and his friends managed to get their grubby little hands on – no, this was live, it was real, and it was beautiful.

Soon Celine had drank every last drop she could extract from Olivia's tight well, and she look flustered, her hands and feet still bound, but her expression had softened from earlier, as she gazed upwards at Olivia's loving face.

"I love you, Ce-ce." Olivia said softly, looking directly into Celine's shining eyes, and it was easily the most romantic thing Harry had ever seen in his short life thus far. "Please don't hate me."

"… Livvy, you know I can never hate you, after all, you're like my sister." Celine said quietly.

Then Olivia, nearly bursting into tears, fell to her knees, as she caressed Celine's face and kissed the Malfoy girl's wet face all over, licking every part of it clean. Finally she reached Celine's lips and the two of their lips met in what seemed to Harry a visible display of electricity and romance, as they began to kiss each other furiously with unbridled passion.

The sight of the two naked blonde girls kissing was so erotic and beautiful that soon Harry found himself at full mast again, and almost inadvertently he began to stroke himself. Then he decided to do something which he knew to be completely and totally obnoxious, which was to walk over to the two girls with his erection hanging out in full display.

Wordlessly, and completely obnoxiously, he slowly pushed his mast in between their kissing lips, which at first both were surprised, and for one tiny moment Harry thought that Celine was going to turn away in disgust-

But then they allowed his tip and then the rest of his shaft into that soft, beautiful spot between their two mouths in a warm acceptance, their lips brushing over his member in order to kiss the other, as both of their tongues flicked in and around his delighted member.

"Oh, looks like someone needed attention." Olivia purred as she softly replaced his stroking hands with her own, massaging his shaft with a delightful tenderness and warmness while she licked and sucked on both his member and Celine's lips.

While she was engaged in much the same behavior, Celine glared at Harry, but it was a half-hearted sort of glare. "Potter, you are so obnoxious, you know that?" She said in between her licking and caressing of his tip.

Harry smiled warmly at her. "I know. I can't help it." His shaft seemed to nod in agreement, as both girls giggled at the sight. "Sorry about the ropes, Malfoy."

Celine shook her head, allowing her lips to brush over his length, coating it with her saliva. "Actually, I don't mind it." She was blushing scarlet. "In fact, I kind of like this… this feeling of powerlessness." Harry noticed she was no longer struggling against her ropes, although he could see red marks where her skin had been rubbed, and he felt terrible about that.

Olivia beamed at her older female counterpart. "It's such an amazing feeling, isn't it?" She said as she engulfed a portion of Harry's tip into her mouth, stretching her left cheek.

Celine nodded slowly. "I feel almost embarrassed to say so. But Potter, now I'm kind of glad you won our little duel." She gave him a small smile, while licking his two spheres as he moaned in pleasure.

"Malfoy, you have no idea how glad I am to hear you say that." Harry said, as he watched the two girls fight it out for his shaft, their sexy, naked bodies gleaming in the light in that beautiful Room of Requirement.

After a while, Celine looked at him with pleading eyes. "Can you fuck me now? Please Potter. Fuck me while I am in this position." Her arms tied behind her back, her butt sticking out far into the air while she knelt on the floor, gave her the incredible image of a caged lioness, beautiful and erotic.

Harry agreed, extracting his shaft from Olivia's mouth, maneuvering himself until he was directly behind Celine.

Looking at the ground directly under her butt, he noticed a rather large spot in the rug of what was almost certainly her juices. He felt a pang of pity as he realized that the Malfoy girl had been likely wet and highly turned on this entire time, watching him and Olivia fuck each other.

"You are even wetter than last time, Malfoy." Harry said quietly, pressing the tip of his shaft against her orifice.

"No shit, Potter." Malfoy said with a lustful smile on her face. "Fuck me before I die of desire, damnit."

Not needing any encouragement than that, Harry entered her slowly, but fully, and he came almost immediately. Since he had already been excited quite a bit by both girl's fellatios, his rigid hard-on felt such happiness and delight at returning to Celine Malfoy's tight tunnel that it began pulsing with a torrential force, so much that Harry's eyes rolled to the back of his head, he could not even believe how amazing this felt, and his seed was emptying out of him with such speed that he thought he would be dehydrated afterwards.

"Fuck, Malfoy, that is… fuck." He was at a loss for words, because he was so deep inside her and spilling so much that he could not even think.

"Damnit Potter, I told you to fuck me, not just enter me and ejaculate like a virgin." Celine chided, looking amused, while Olivia giggled, watching them happily.

Harry grunted as he emptied out the last of his seed, and then he flopped out. "Ahh, I'm sorry, I can't even control myself when it comes to you, Malfoy."

She giggled, flicking her hair so it brushed out of her face. "Now that is a compliment, Potter. Livvy can you please go and get him hard again."

The younger girl nodded almost immediately. "Of course Celly." She crawled over, withdrawing Harry's wet and half-limp shaft out and putting it back into her mouth for at least the twentieth time that night, sucking and licking all over.

Harry soon was hard again at this fluffing by Olivia. "Thank you slave, you are amazing." The fact that his slave had blown him with the sole purpose of getting him hard enough to penetrate another girl, was in itself an act so erotic that he could scarcely believe all of this was really happening.

After determining her master was ready, Olivia withdrew his shaft and guided it into Celine's wetness, which was now spilling out a bit of its own Harry juice onto the ground, but before more could come out, his shaft entered again, as both Harry and Celine moaned in pleasure.

This time he fucked her until she was satisfied and had orgasmed herself many times, while Olivia kissed him and ran her hands all over his body. This kind of pleasure was so ridiculous that Harry thought he was going to faint.

"Potter, I heard you have detention this week with Professor Snape, so I hope tonight is a good enough memory to last you for the rest of the week." Celine said, after Harry had ejaculated again having penetrated her from behind.

Harry laughed tiredly, wiping off beads of sweat off his forehead as Olivia sucked both him and Celine clean once more. "Are you kidding me? You two have given me enough memories to last for the rest of this year, or hell, a lifetime."

Olivia grinned at him. "Don't be so sure, master. I think there's a lot more in store for you, I will make sure of that."

xXx

By the time Harry exited the Room of Requirement, he was utterly drained and exhausted, his clothes haphazardly thrown on and barely able to walk. He stumbled into a nearby boy's room to make himself look at least somewhat presentable, then went back to the Gryffindor tower, walking fast and trying to avoid any attention.

Fortunately, as it was Sunday evening, most people had gone to sleep in preparation for the next class. Olivia and Celine had both left earlier, after the three of them had had so much sex that none of them could walk straight. But with some magic and some fresheners they were at least able to look presentable.

Mindlessly nodding to whatever Ron was saying to him as he entered the dormitory, he rolled onto his own bed and almost immediately passed out.