Krypton’s Heir: The Unseen Magic (HP Crossover)

Harry offered a smile to the creature, before he eyed him. "Sir is being very serious. Of course, you may have plenty of time to think this offer over. I feel that someone of your talents will be extremely useful."

"Dobby understands what sir is saying," the house elf responded, he would need to change his pillow case at the thought of serving the great Harry Potter.

Dobby stepped off into the distance and Harry waited for Dumbledore to say anything. However the Hogwarts Headmaster rose to his feet and began to make careful strides to the doorway. He walked with a purpose, only stopping to watch Andromeda and Harry.

"I don't think I can speak for all three of us but I can only speak for myself," Dumbledore commented as he watched the three of them and they waited for the word. "And that is that a feast beckons."

Harry would have to agree with that, but right now he made arrangements to claim the spoils of war on two accounts. The Basilisk skin and the venom from the fangs would likely fetch a price that he could line even more gold in his vault. No doubt Snape would try and make a play for the items.

"We better arrange for you to claim your spoils of war before Snape or anyone else decides to cut in," Andromeda whispered to him and Harry nodded.

Legally Harry had every right to it, it was ancient pureblood law, older than Hogwarts itself in fact, or so Andromeda recalled from her studies. Andi's face spread into a smile when she realized how often that law could be twisted and contorted to screw those very purebloods over.

"Of course, and there is that other matter," Harry answered.

"Miss Weasley?" Andromeda asked sharply and Harry answered with a crisp nod.

"Never squander a resource," Harry remarked simply. "Her mother can't do much of anything but shout and rant."

"Believe me, Molly Weasley could do that with the best of them," Andromeda answered dryly.

Ginny took a few moments to reflect upon everything that had happened over the past year. She got a bit of a chewing out from her parents. Well her mother yelled and screamed at her, while her father registered his disappointment. That was true what he said in many ways, it was one of Arthur Weasley's rules, never trust anything that can think for itself, especially when you could not see its brain.

Of course, Ginny thought that it was completely unfair after one looked at the situation objectively, because she felt a strong pull, a compulsion to write in the diary. Tom wanted her or anyone else who happened to come across the diary to write in it. The redhead girl sat in the Hospital Wing on the bed, she was given a complete checkup and thankfully no residual traces of dark magic were on her.

Ginny still felt sore physically and also kind of mentally drained after everything that happened. Not to mention she felt cheap and kind of used. Really used come to think about it and she wondered if she could ever forgive herself. Tom was charismatic or at least as charismatic as someone on the pages of a diary could be. That allowed her to shift a little bit and wait.

"Hello, Ginny."

Harry stood there, a calm expression on his face and one that Ginny could not even believe that he had. Then again, after what happened, the youngest Weasley mistrusted reading others. She could not bare looking into his green eyes, gorgeous as they might be, carefully watching his reaction.

"Harry," Ginny answered in a small voice, a twinge of guilt spread into her, she feared what he might say. The redhead girl never knew what Harry was going to say, he was always going to be a wild card. Ron thought that he was Harry's friend, his best mate.

Ron never knew Harry at all, although there was a hope by her mother that Ron might actually attend Hogwarts next year. Although after everything that happened, Ginny wondered how many brain cells her brother had left. It was not like that he was particularly blessed in that department when he started, and now he was completely out of luck with the two head injuries he suffered.

Ginny did kind of feel sorry for Ron on the account that he was her brother. Although that was only the token amount of sympathy, she did not feel sympathy for Ron's stupidity.

"So are they going to discharge you from the hospital wing?" Harry asked and Ginny nodded her head slowly.

"Yeah….I'm not really….well I'm not quite ready to leave,'" Ginny offered in a small voice. "I don't….well I don't want to…."

"Face the people knowing what you did."

"Yes, that," Ginny offered as she peered down on the floor.

"Well mostly everyone is bed after what happened, so if you sneak out now, no one will really be the wiser," Harry remarked to Ginny in a crisp and calm voice and Ginny's eyes brightened, with a smile crossing her face.

"I owe you big time," Ginny responded but then she realized what she said.

If her mother heard her, Ginny would be flogged, but she was not thinking clearly.

"If you'd like, you can stay in my room tonight, it's private, and Hermione's the only one who comes in there and Daphne and Tracey every now and again," Harry told her, knowing that she played into his hand.

This statement allowed Ginny's imagination to run wild with scenarios of what happened in that room. Of course, why wouldn't these scenarios happen? Harry was a powerful wizard and thus he would need to be sated by a number of powerful women. In fact he was far more powerful than ever before and more powerful than that fanciful legend indicates. He was a god wrapped in mortal flesh.

Harry offered a hand and Ginny took it, carefully edging with him. The eleven, almost twelve, year old girl stepped forward. She was coming into her maturity over the past year, so she resembled what a fourteen or fifteen year old Muggle would look like. Of course with the nature of magic, that meant that certain urges were coming to her faster than ever.

As anyone knew, it was unwise to left these urges left unchecked for long.

"Life debts, I know that you're familiar with them, are you not?" Harry asked Ginny and Ginny watched him with a slight smile, before the redhead nodded her head. Most pureblood witches were brought up, and her mother gave her constant lectures never to find herself in a life debt.

"And I now have one to you," Ginny whispered when they entered Harry's room. There was no one else here tonight.

"Hermione has one with me and Daphne does, and now you do as well," Harry confirmed before he invited Ginny to sit down on his bed. Ginny did, with trepidation and nervousness.

Magical law stated that Harry could pretty much do anything that he wanted to with her and it would be in the bounds of legality. While she thought logically that there was nothing to fear with being in the same room with Harry Potter, after the ordeal Ginny was through, her entire world was shaken. His green eyes were fixed upon her.

She wore nothing but a red t-shirt and black shorts, that tightened around her legs but for some reason, the temperature rose up a few degrees. Perhaps it was just her, but that really felt like the temperature kicked things up a few degrees. The redhead witch carefully flinched a little bit when Harry placed a hand on her thigh.

"And you know what a magical debt entails don't you?" Harry asked as he watched her, green eyes meeting brown.

Ginny nodded before she put her hand up. "I, Ginevra Molly Weasley, do solemnly swear her eternal and never fading loyalty to Harry James Potter, beyond her friends, family, and anything else, until the moment she passes from this world, under penalty of a slow and agonizing death should she break this oath."

Harry kept a close eye on her, with a smile watching her. "Well that was pretty…final."

"Well, I have to be perfectly honest with you, my mother had my eye on your for a long time," Ginny answered with a half smile, half grimace.

Harry remembered Mrs. Weasley in his mind and he shuddered. "Your mother is not my type."

Ginny let out a laugh before she calmed herself down. "No not like that, not at all, but it's just that….well she has this idea that you and I are going to be married, a nice traditional marriage, where we have a few kids, you have a Ministry job, and I'm a housewife."

Ginny's expression soured slightly when she heard that.

"My mother….raising seven children may have caused her sanity slip just a tiny bit," Ginny stated, holding her forefinger and her thumb apart to show her thoughts on her mother's sanity. "Bill and Charlie got out of the country, Percy has the issues you've seen, the twins…well they're rebelling against her in their own way, and Ron….need I say more."

"No you really don't," Harry confirmed as he tightened his grip on Ginny's hand.

"And if you weren't with me by your sixth year, she wanted me to slip you a love potion," Ginny admitted, but she looked a bit distasteful about this prospect. For one thing, it took all of the fun out of the conquest of love and for another thing, her growing loyalty towards Harry, made her angry at the prospect that her mother wanted to do such a thing. Angry enough to do something drastic to her mother.

Harry stood back and reflected, there were many flaws with Molly Weasley's plan and he wrapped his arm around the redhead, before pulling her onto his lap and spinning her around to face him, with the wizard watching her.

Ginny's heart beat against her chest.

"Many flaws with that plan, but that doesn't matter," Harry commented, grabbing her breast and squeezing it tightly. The redhead closed her eyes and allowed a whimper to escape her lips, when he played with them.

"Please Harry," Ginny begged him, when he placed his arms around her slender waist and pulled her into a kiss.

Ginny's mind shut down, this was far more amazing than anything that she ever felt. The redhead closed her eyes and allowed herself to be entombed into the sheer ecstasy, when he dipped her down onto the bed.

Smut/Lemon Begins.

Harry grabbed her shirt and pulled it up over her head, to reveal her pale body, with freckles on her back. Her modest B-Cup breasts were encased in a white bra and Harry pulled her bra off, before causing her breasts to be revealed. They were a small handful for Harry and he squeezed them.

Ginny gave a whimper; she was being touched in a way that she thought that no man ever would even grab onto her. The redhead girl, felt his hands move down her breasts and he worked around her, but then a thought of naughtiness escaped her head.

"Master, aren't you going to punish me for being a naughty girl?" Ginny asked in a saucy voice, and Harry smiled, before pulling down her skirt and then her panties, to reveal her bare ass.

Her ass was presented towards him and Ginny draped over his lap, ass presented and ready for him to go. Harry raised his hand and with a slap, he collided with her arse. Ginny breathed heavily, letting out a breath when Harry smacked her rear. Another smack to her rear sent pleasure coursing through her body. She felt her pussy lips moisten.

"Yes, master, more!" Ginny yelled and Harry smacked her on the ass, feeling her skin ripple beneath his hand. A hand print was left on his ass when he proceeded to spank Ginny over and over again.

From these motions, Harry felt his cock twitch and he kept up the torment for Ginny, working on her supple rear with harder smacks yet. He wanted everything that this young woman had, feeling a swell of pleasure that he could do anything that he wanted to her. And something told Harry that she would hardly argue about it. He felt the connection, the debt she held to him and her eyes closed tightly, when another smack echoed across her nice rear.

The spanking continued for a little bit more, before Ginny slid off, completely naked and Harry's cock was erect. She grabbed his erection, squeezing it through his pants and a smile crossed her face.

"Think I should take care of this, master?" Ginny breathed, feeling her pussy moisten at the thought.

"You are to suck my cock until I cum into your mouth," Harry ordered his slave and Ginny nodded, when she pulled his pants down to reveal his thick member. She could hardly believe it.

"So big."

Ginny licked around his cock, carefully using her tongue, tentatively licking but Harry eyed her carefully and the redhead slave girl licked around the side of his cock, feeling every inch of it.

"Don't just look, suck," Harry ordered her firmly.

Ginny eyed him and saw the cock, it was intimidating but at the same it the prospect of having that monster in her mouth was exciting. She rubbed her clit with one hand, while placing his cock in her mouth, wrapping her lips around his member. The red haired girl stuffed his thick length into her mouth and speared it down her throat, bobbing up and down with expert precision. Her eyes closed when she worked her mouth around his member, working on it, and feeling it strike the back of her throat.

Ginny nearly gagged on his thick length but he grabbed her head and steadied it.

"Breath through your nose," Harry suggested before a wicked grin crossed his face. "Unless this little girl can't handle a real cock."

Ginny was determined to prove herself to her master and despite everything, allowed his cock to enter her throat cavity, using her tongue a little bit. It took a bit of experimentation but Ginny was finally getting the hang of this activity. Red in the face as she was, she bobbed her mouth up and down on his length.

"That's it Ginny, suck it, suck it," Harry encouraged her whilst she bobbed her head up and down.

Ginny's lips wrapped around his member, she was not the best cock sucker in the world but as she gained more momentum and confidence, Harry thought that it was not a complete waste of time. She sucked him off, with her eyes widened when she watched him.

A few more solid thrusts buried into Ginny's mouth and Harry felt his desire growing, with his balls tightening. Pretty soon he would send a heavy stream of cream down her throat and Ginny sensed this, when she increased her suction on his cock. She grabbed his balls, fondling them a little bit, before rubbing her nose on the pubic hair.

Harry sent a huge dose of cum down her throat and Ginny pulled off, feeling the cum spray into her mouth. She could not swallow all of it, but she had enough where it sprayed down her throat. Droplets of the semen were on her face and Ginny eyed him carefully.

"I guess I made a mess," Ginny purred before she licked her face and scooped the cup off of her cheeks.

Harry watched her eat his cum off of her face and his cock sprang back to life, before he pushed himself forward and pinned the redhead back on the bed. Ginny gave a shuddering movement, when Harry held her wrists down on the bed and spread her legs a little bit, prepping her womanhood for the intrusion.

"Punish me with your cock, master!"

Harry rubbed his head against her very moist slit and teased her, causing her eyes to flush back. Without warning, he pushed through her wall, ripping through her hymen with primal fury.

Ginny bit down her lip, the seconds of pain was worth the hours and hours of pleasure that she was about to receive. She breathed and Harry grabbed her modest sized breasts, before pushing into her pussy. His hips pumped forward, sending deep thrusts into her tight pussy. It wrapped around him like a glove and was danger of tearing her in half. Yet, Ginny loved it and she closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure of the cock rip through her.

Harry felt her tight sheath wrapped around his cock, when he pushed himself up and speared down into her waiting center. The cock of the wizard pushed into her center, and continued to work into her a little bit. He paused a little bit.

Ginny rested for a moment, coming down from an orgasm and her heart rate sped to a steady crawl. And without warning, Harry's cock sped back up, punishing her tiny, tight pussy, with deeper thrusts yet. She wrapped her arms around him, moaning when she raised her hips.

"Such a good little slave, pleasing her master's cock," Harry breathed before he bent down and nibbled on her nipples which caused Ginny to have a slight orgasm, her juices spilling out and they lubricated his prick even more. She was brought to the brink by sensations that she never thought she would experience ever before.

It was dirty, and she loved it, loved his cock working into her in such a way. His hard rod pushed deep between her lips, squeezed. He pulled himself out, his tip the only thing lightly brushing against her opening. Harry teased her, teased her, before slamming into her with the full forced. This caused her pussy to clench tightly around him, when the thrusts got deeper into her with each instant.

Ginny panted heavily, this manhood working into her was like her greatest dreams coming true all at once. Her legs wrapped around him, wishing that he'd give her a reward soon because the red head could not take much more of her pussy being pounded by his throbbing cock. Especially with his hands roaming and caressing every inch of her body, sending jolts of pleasure down her.

"Can't take the heat can you?" Harry asked her, biting down on her ear which caused her to yelp in pleasure.

"No, I need…more," Ginny panted when his cock buried into her and she lost her mind to the sensations. She felt herself struggling to not pass out, this was her first time and she needed to hang onto the pleasure, when his cock continued to work into her.

Several more moments, before Harry decided not to hold back his explosion. Relief was going to come and he fucked Ginny in submission. If she was not underneath his thumb before, now she most certainly was. There were a few more thrusts deep into her cunt, grabbing her hips and she picked up the pace, working into her.

"Yes, yes," Ginny panted, her orgasm happening once again and Harry came with her.

The explosion of his hot cum in her body caused Ginny to lose it with another orgasm and she passed out from the pleasure. There were a few more thrusts deep inside her body, when he rocked inside her pussy. His hand pressed against her and he continued to spear inside her a little bit, working his cock inside her with more thrusts.

Ginny lost herself to the pleasures and blacked out after one more mind numbing orgasm as he unleashed his juices into her.

Smut/Lemon Ends.

Harry saw her on the bed, completely passed out, the "Z" mark on the side of her neck. The truth be told, it was not exactly how he planned it to happen but it worked out well and he was not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He thought about the arrangements that he made about the Basilisk parts to get them out of the Chamber. A team of goblins would be popping in about a week to take a look at it. No doubt, Harry would be the big winner with this.

Although he did wonder about the fact that Dumbledore missed something like possession. The more he thought about it, all of the portraits of the school would be useful spies for Dumbledore but he wondered if the old man was really as resourceful as people thought he was. It did seem like he was slower up the uptake then many would think after previous years.

Then again, one could chalk that up to the fact that old age was catching up to him a little bit and dulling his reflections. He spent more time in a capacity where he did not have to do anything very physical to the point where those days passed him.

Harry watched the unconscious girl on the bed, she pledged her eternal loyalty to him, a full blown slave oath in fact, and that was something that Harry could get behind very much. The wizard saw much potential and there would be a few uses for her. Of course, they would have to keep their relationship rather secret but perhaps she be used to give him incriminating information on her family and perhaps Dumbledore. From what he heard, the Weasleys were rather tight with the Headmaster.

He planned those thoughts in his head.

"So she's been subverted to our cause?"

Daphne popped up, getting in to visit Harry. Harry smiled at the blonde Slytherin.

"Yes, she's all ours," Harry answered as he ran his hand through Ginny's red hair when the girl peacefully slept away with a grin on her face.

"She'll be a useful pet," Daphne added with a grin when she eyed her body, but in a few years, it would grow a little bit more. Her mother, despite her reputation, was rather powerful but having that many children would wreak havoc on anyone. Ginny's potential was much greater though she was the seventh born child, and was first girl in seven generations.

And all that power would be underneath Harry's thumb, which made it even more glorious.

"That she will," Harry answered as Daphne decided to impart the other bit of information she came to visit Harry for.

"The Mandrakes will be ready in a few weeks, so Hermione and the others will be awake."

Harry nodded, that proved to be good news although he did not relish what Hermione would say when she realized that she lost a little over a month of her life.

Harry knew by now that the petrified were woken up by the Mandrake Restorative draught. Hermione in particular had a mild panic attack when she realized that she lost over a month of her life, not to mention three months of studying after everything that happened. Of course, the fact that Hermione technically was a bit ahead on her studies and would be on course to pass her fourth year examinations with flying colors, that never crossed the mind of the brunette bookworm, not even once.

Hermione was an obsessive overachiever, that much Harry realized several times over and the wizard recalled her thoughts that was just as well. He loved Hermione but she tended to push herself past the boundaries of sanity or perhaps reason and logic. Harry kept a cool head and a cooler mind when he recalled the year that was.

His name had been cleared and Draco's ego was deflated, although Harry doubted that would last that long. Malfoy had this nasty habit of remaining not so very humble and it kind of annoyed Harry but it was something that he would go with. The wizard carefully walked forward, when he saw a girl with chocolate brown hair and eyes staring at him.

"Harry, I want to talk to you," the girl stated, she kept a calm expression on her face although it faltered slightly. Harry saw how the robes clung to her assets, wrapped tightly around her. She was a sixth year, a Ravenclaw, a prefect, and Harry was extremely curious about what she had to say. "Penelope Clearwater, sixth year Ravenclaw, prefect."

Harry nodded in recognition.

"Of course," Harry answered as he lead the way forward.

Penelope walked next to Harry, a tentative smile crossing her face when she bit down on her lip. This was a situation where her nerves racked her a little bit. The brunette girl took a few moments to walk beside Harry. After what happened, after her attack, she was fortunate to be alive. What happened was awful, being in a constant state of awareness that she could not move. It was like every single inch of her body was paralyzed.

She could not respond to anyone, not anything.

"You wished to speak with me," Harry stated as they prepared to enter his quarters. The door swung open, allowing Harry to be admitted and Penelope followed behind him.

"I….I heard that you fought the monster and saved Ginny Weasley from that diary," Penelope remarked as she threw her head back, focusing, carefully keeping an eye on him and it was Harry who inclined his head with a slight nod. "That means that the entire school owes you a debt of gratitude."

"Yes," Harry answered with a bit of a smile.

Harry knew that if it was not for him, there would be more attacks and this place could have shut down. Granted, that was something that would only be a minor annoyance to Harry. Although it meant that he would be at the Dursleys far longer than he would be otherwise which was something that was more than a minor annoyance, it was a huge annoyance and one that Harry did not want to deal with. At least until the moment where he found alternate magical education but until the he would be in flux.

"And since you defeated the monster, you avenged my attack, and that means I owe you a debt," she added with a smile across her face.

Harry saw her, her robes tightening around her sexy seventeen year old body, chocolate eyes watching him.

"I want to thank you for everything that happened," Penelope answered as she stepped forward to face Harry with a sultry expression in her eyes. "And before I went down, I had a boyfriend, but he wasn't very attentive. He was more in love with his position of power and wouldn't do anything that was fun, exciting, or anything else."

Penelope closed the gap and slid her robes down her body and Harry caught a glimpse of the attractive body that was hidden underneath. He always thought that the Hogwarts dress code was rather restrictive but this blew all of those thoughts out of the water. A smile crossed his face when he watched her body revealed to him. Dark hair hung down past her shoulders, surrounding her beautiful angel face and piercing brown eyes. A set of rose red lips puckered and Harry only imagined them on his cock, sucking him until he did not stop spewing.

He saw her slender arms, with a black bra that stretched over her decent sized bust. He placed his hands on her, pulling Penny down onto his leg. She spread her legs, straddling him hungrily, running his hands down her slender body, around her curves. The hands of the wizard traveled down her smooth stomach, with the tanned flesh. A pair of black panties rested on her, wrapped around her hips, and long legs that arched down for miles. He ran his legs underneath her legs and her lips found his in a kiss.

He cupped her ass, when she continued to kiss him tenderly. The older girl straddled him, unbuttoning his shirt lustfully and running her hands down his muscular chest. The two explored each other, with Penny looping her hands through his hair.

Harry was stricken by one thought, Percy Weasley did not deserve to even make eye contact with a babe like this, much less be in any kind of relationship with her. That much was certain to Harry when his hands roamed over her body, teasing her sensual curves underneath his grip and she squirmed on his lap heavily.

"I want to sample the treats you have, Miss Clearwater," Harry breathed, tilting her back on the bed and pulling her panties back to see what the good she had to offer.

Smut/Lemon Begins.

Penny's lips spread, with his finger rubbing up and down her insides. She panted heavily when his finger scraped against her core, rubbing circular motions. Penny folded underneath the ministrations, with his thumb on her core and another one lightly brushing against her clit. She gave a tight whimper.

Harry watched when she became a slave to his motions, mentally dependent on his fingers giving her pleasure and she would be dependent on much more. He placed a finger in her dripping snatch, carefully working its way into the inside of her. Penny closed her eyes and offered a light moan as he made motions that amplified her pleasure.

Penny felt his fingers push in and out of her gushing cunt, oh how she longed for these motions to bury themselves inside of her, oh how she desired it. The dark haired girl felt the pleasure of a talented set of fingers pushing in and out of her, sinking deep into her cunt. Her breath became even more labored with each passing motion, and he scrapped against her, working against her.

She mentally prayed for his tongue inside her, to give her further relief and sure enough, his fingers found themselves out of her pussy. His tongue replaced his fingers and snaked into her cunt.

"Oh, Harry, give me more," Penny panted as Harry's tongue worked inside her, feeling her legs lock around his head and holing it in place, when his talented tongue dove in and out of her, with passing motions that increased. The tongue worked circles around her, licking the inside of her very moist center.

Harry thought that he would receive a lot of enjoyment with this and sure enough, this Ravenclaw tasted divine. His tongue worked into her snatch, licking more of the juices onto it. His heart beat heavily when he worked circles around her pussy, before taking his thumb and rubbing her clit up and down.

Penny sighed deeply, feeling his talented tongue to work inside her. She felt her pussy clench with desire whilst he slurped and sucked up the juices that she offered her. Brown eyes fluttered shut when she panted in pleasure and he kicked up the motions. More oral pleasure was on the way, when Harry closed his eyes.

"Oh sweet….."

Harry remembered the tip Kara gave him when in the dream scape and was now using his Parseltongue talents to their fullest extents. His tongue worked circles around her and rattled into her cunt, sometimes slowly and sometimes extremely quickly. It kept her guessing and caused her to grip his head, pushing it down onto her cunt.

"More, more, oh yes," Penny breathed after she felt his talented tongue hiss in her. Anyone who said Parseltongue was evil was obviously very jealous at their talents.

She came in no time, soaking his face with her juices and he pulled himself up.

"What a mess," Penny purred, wrapping her arms around him and slowly licking her own essence off of Harry's face. He felt her body press against him, when she worked her hands down and freed him from his confines.

She slid back and got a good look at the cock hanging between his legs and eagerly looked at the piece of meat, licking her lips. Drool ran down them when she eyed it.

"Mmm, I think I'm going to enjoy this," Penny breathed lustfully, hot air from her mouth blowing on the tip, before she grabbed him around his cock and squeezed him a few times. "May I ride you, Harry?"

"By all means, my sexy Ravenclaw," Harry responded before he grabbed her, pulling her up.

Penny closed her eyes, before she sank down on the thick member, stretching out her pussy when it slammed into her.

"Oh…fucking my," Penny breathed after she hoisted herself up, before slamming herself down onto his cock. She felt the cock moving around in her and she could not wait, to ride him all night long, for as long as she wanted to.

Harry snaked his arms around her and pushed her down onto his cock, when she gyrated her hips around him. Closing her eyes, Penny felt his massive length spear into her hot center.

"More Harry, I need more, I need it all," Penny panted as she bounced high and slammed herself down onto his thick cock.

"And you'll have it all, every single inch of it," Harry breathed whilst he rested on his back and allowed her to bounce up and down on his cock. He watched lustfully when her tanned hips met his flesh, working around him, twisting around his thick member.

The brunette continued to ride the cock beneath her, with Harry grabbing his arms around her, to make sure she did not fall should she pass out. It would not be the first woman he essentially brought a woman into unconsciousness with his talented cock. Penny bent down, capturing Harry's lips with a passionate kiss, and she ran her hands through his hair.

"Mmm," Penny moaned lustfully, working her hips around Harry's cock, pushing herself up and squeezing her tight muscles together, manipulating his cock with each fluid motion.

She felt more juices trickle down her legs when she rocked back on him and when she had another powerful orgasm, Harry found it within himself to change the positions between the two lovers.

Penny was lying on her stomach, her sexy rear pointed into the air, and Harry grabbed her around the waist, before sliding back into her. He pushed out of her and then plunged back into her. He sped up these motions, working his cock in between her lovely thighs, when she pumped back up towards him.

She bit down on her lip, feeling the tip of his cock rub inside her, before he pushed back into her. His balls tapped her thighs when he continued to rock into her. The brunette grabbed the sheets and closed her eyes, biting down on her lip sexily when he continued to pick up the face. That cock worked into her pussy lips further and further. The wizard took a matter of moments to push himself away from her and Harry wrapped his arms tightly around her.

"More," Penny breathed, when his arms wrapped around her snuggly, and he worked the underside of her breasts, cupping them.

"You're so tight baby, such a nice pussy," Harry panted when he pushed into her even more. "I'm going to fuck you into the night, until you can't stand any more."

"Please, I'd love that," Penny panted, feeling that cock work around her insides. His length struck her g-spot, working into her deeper and with more fluid motions. She nearly lost her mind in the desire of it working inside her, wrapped around her tightness and he sped up his thrusts, going deeper into her yet.

She grunted lustfully, rocking her hips backwards towards him and he grabbed two hand full of her lovely ass, squeezing it when the dark haired wizard speared her pussy with his thick length. The brunette Ravenclaw made lewd popping sounds with her mouth and tongue, with sweat rolling down her face.

"I need more, I want more, please give me your cum," Penny breathed, closing her eyes.

She felt a tingle of excitement when he speared his cock into her from behind, working into her pussy. The dark haired wizard picked up the pace and speared into her cunt deeply from behind, putting his hands all over her and running them down her sexy body.

She turned her head, capturing his mouth in a kiss, when his hands cupped and fondled her breasts. A few more thrusts and Penny got her reward, with Harry spraying his cum deep into her cunt. Her pussy clenched him tightly when he speared into her, sending several jets of his thick creamy delight into her.

"Oh yeah," Penny breathed when she came down but another person arrived her.

Hermione arrived and it was obvious she stripped out of her clothes quickly in the dark. She bent down, licking the newest pussy that Harry added to his collection. Her tongue worked circles around her.

"Delicious," Hermione breathed as she watched Harry and saw his cock, erect and ready for her. "This is one thing I missed."

"Even more than homework?" Harry asked and Hermione grinned at him.

"Nearly," Hermione responded playfully but then Harry grabbed her and flung her onto the bed, before ropes tied around her and he cupped her pussy from behind.

"Hmm, your pussy tells me a different story, and I have one more round in me," Harry breathed as he saw Penny cross eyed and drooling on the bed. He made sure Hermione saw her as well. "You see what I did to her, didn't you?"

"Yes," Hermione panted and Harry rubbed his cock against her slit, working the bulbous head against her.

"Are you going to beg for me?" Harry asked after he teased her, pushing into her a little bit, and then pulling out. Her swollen lips brushed around him but his green eyes tinted with desire, he wasn't going to take the plunge.

"Please, master, I need your cock," Hermione begged him, feeling her pussy moisten in excitement. "I need you, I can't handle being without you. Give me my reward, please!"

Harry grabbed her hips, before spearing into her and a ball gag appeared around Hermione's mouth. This added to the experience with Harry working into her from behind, his thick tool pushing a path towards her tight pussy. The brunette panted heavily as Harry worked into her from behind and his tool continued to cut a path into her. The girl closed her eyes, and felt his thrusts bury deeper and deeper into her pussy, it begged for his cock to enter her. He pushed it and speared out of her.

Hermione closed her eyes, his hands were all over her body and his cock pounded her, while Penny laid on the bed, fingering her pussy lustfully, watching Harry plunge into Hermione from behind. Harry saw her action so he removed the ball gag from around Hermione.

"Why don't you show your gratitude for the hard work of our prefect, Miss Granger?" Harry asked in a stern tone that would make Minerva proud.

Hermione breathed when she put her mouth on Penny's snatch and began to lick her, taking the juices into her tongue.

"She's got a good mouth, doesn't she?" Harry asked Penny as Hermione ate the Ravenclaw and Harry worked his cock into her, his balls slapping against her thighs from behind.

"Yes, oh yes," Penny breathed whilst Hermione's tongue licked her, until she could not take anything anymore. She panted even more heavily when he worked onto her.

"She likes that I think, she loves a good tongue rammed in her pussy," Harry grunted after he pounded Hermione. The walls clenched around him tightly and rubbed his cock, making him feel great when her pussy rubbed him.

"Yes, yes," Hermione panted feeling his strokes pump into her, drilling her pussy until it was raw.

Harry grinned, spearing into her, working his cock into her. His thrusts buried themselves into the tight snatch beneath him and he picked up the pace, working into her faster, deeper. Rapid fire thrusts caused her to moan and Hermione's mouth worked over Penny's pussy.

"That's it Hermione, eat my pussy, lick Harry's juices from it!"

Penny dropped down from it and felt Hermione's tongue work into her. She felt hot and bothered by the mere fact that the thick tool of the wizard behind her plowed into her. She wanted another round with it, but her time would come. Her moans got more labored by each passing moment and Penny wrapped her thighs around Hermione's head, pushing her face into her dripping cunt, allowing the brunette book worm to take the juices into her mouth.

Harry grabbed Hermione's breasts, playing with them when they swung and pinched her nipples. He made circular motions with his fingers, picking up the pace. Another heavy spear worked into her pussy, her orgasm continuing at a rate of one nearly every ninety seconds if not soon. Determination not to be beaten at anything flooded through Hermione, his thick cock worked by her tight walls caused him to pick up the pace.

Hermione lost her senses in the duel sensations, of the aroma of Penny's perfect pussy to the thrusts of Harry's thick tool working into her. It speared in her, bringing to sensations that caused fire to course through her body. Her nails dug into Penny's thighs, this action followed by the licks of Hermone's tongue, working around her center, with increasing intensity and bringing the Ravenclaw to her own orgasms.

"Yes, yes, yes," Penny panted.

Harry thrust into Hermione a few more times, her pussy was completely drenched by the sheer amount of fluids that she gave off. It seemed like five weeks without his cock had brought her to be to the complete brink of being horny. He rubbed her clit and speared deep into the center, picking up more motions, working into her from behind.

"YES!"

Hermione gave a shrieking yell and panted before Harry's cock worked into pussy, walls tightening around her. The brunette hugged him tightly with her walls when he picked up the tempo before everything came apart.

Harry's balls tightened and with an explosion, he sent cum into Hermione's pussy. Both saw stars when they came down from their mutual orgasms and Hermione breathed heavily, when her hands worked her body. Her tight cunt muscles worked the remaining cum from his balls.

Harry pulled out and Penny took over for the next round. They switch over a few times throughout the night.

Smut/Lemon Ends

"Harry….that was a great reward," Daphne answered when she eyed it.

"The real reward is what I got coming out of the Chamber," Harry responded, eying the special awards for services of the school trophy, with only a slight amount of interest. The wizard would be lying if he was not more than a tad bit impressed. The truth was that it was a piece of tin and when one realized that there were a few more dozen of these awards in the Trophy Room elsewhere, it did not seem so special.

Harry thought that it was nothing but a glorified piece of tin.

"So how much did you get out of the Basilisk venom?" Tracey asked, curiosity overwhelming her.

Astoria tagged along with them for this little trip, wondering if Harry caught on to what she did for him. There was a slight knowing smile that passed Harry's face whenever he passed the younger Greengrass sister. He knew but it was an unspoken agreement for the knowledge to never pass his lips.

Astoria would just have to wait and see if he said anything but she smiled. "So that's the gratitude they give you?"

A smile crossed her face, looking like she thought that Harry was greatly short changed in the grand scheme of things. The first year Slytherin watched him, gauging his reaction.

"You would have preferred gold than some kind of useless trophy," Astoria remarked and a smile crossed Harry's face when he regarded the girl beside him.

"Most of us would have thought that gold would be the preferred of the two prizes," Harry answered, feeling that tomorrow would be an interesting day. Fourth year exams were coming. "I think Filch actually might want to jump on that bandwagon of me getting more gold instead of a trophy."

"Seriously?" Tracey asked, she did not believe that the crusty caretaker would ever think that a student should be rewarded.

"Well my gold will be in a vault and not in a trophy room that he has to dust," Harry offered and Tracey smiled.

"Makes perfect sense to me," the Slytherin remarked, running her hands through her brown locks before swallowing the lump in her throat. She steered the conversation back towards its intended waters. "And you didn't answer the question regarding…."

Harry put up a hand and made her pause completely, before he responded.

"Let's just put it this way, it was enough gold to make the Malfoys look like the Weasleys," Harry answered which caused Daphne, Tracey, and Astoria to all whistle.

"Wow, I'm sure that's quite a windfall," Astoria answered as she locked her eyes onto his. "What do you want to do with it?"

Harry pondered it before he came up with the most logical explanation, eying the three Slytherins in question. "Well I've got some daring investments that I want to make but since this is excess gold, I feel now the time is right. If I lose the gold, well it's not like I'm blowing my inheritance on anything. And if I win big…..well that's just as well."

It was foolish to expect a reward without expecting some risk, although Harry was never one to play the odds unless there was a chance of him cashing out rather big, with a huge chance presenting itself now. He was going to throw some rather risky cards on the table but he felt confident that there was a chance for him to succeed. He was not even putting all of his Basilisk part earnings into the investment, only a fifth of them maybe; in some ways, it was like sticking a big toe into the water to test them.

At least he wouldn't have all of his toes bitten off by a piranha. That would be a nasty end the more that he thought about it, but a rather probable outcome.

"I'm sure whatever you're going to do, you'd succeed," Astoria answered as she swayed with a smile crossing her face.

"That's confidence that I can get behind," Harry responded whilst he placed his hand on her face and looked into her bright blue eyes.

Astoria watched at the door crack one night when Harry and Daphne were going at it in bed. Harry could go for a long time, given that Tracey, Hermione, and Daphne all had to take turns so they could not be burned out by his cock. Astoria was determined to stay a little bit longer in the ring with those two but it was a matter of making the right move.

"Well another year can be put behind us, I think," Tracey offered as she leaned against the wall and Neville and Hermione pulled up.

"Found her Harry," Neville commented with an amused expression as he looked at his year mate. "Three guesses where she was and the first two don't count."

"Could it be the place where I told her to avoid?" Harry asked and Hermione sighed.

"I lost…."

Harry pushed a finger on Hermione's lip to shut her up. Her eyes watched him, annoyance and frustration in them. Astoria exchanged a smile with her sister, eyes widening before she whispered to Daphne.

"I think someone's going to get it," Astoria whispered to Daphne, watching Hermione, with a hungry expression in her eyes.

"Hermione, what did you get on your first year exams?" Harry asked.

Hermione offered a shifty smile and Harry watched her, clearing his throat. She had no choice but to answer. "Top marks."

"Very good, Miss Granger," Harry offered in an appraising voice that would put McGonagall to shame. "And what did you get on your second year exams?"

"Top marks," Hermione repeated, as Tracey, Daphne, and Astoria offered smiles towards her, and waited for this little interplay to wrap to a close.

"And your third year exams?" Harry asked and as result of this question she narrowed her eyes in annoyance and Daphne and Astoria found themselves highly amused, with Tracey offering a smile as well.

"Yes, Harry, I passed them," Hermione responded in an exasperated voice but Harry corked an eyebrow towards her before she added in a tense voice. "With perfect marks."

"Thank you Hermione, and we were a bit ahead of the game, so even if you lost a month…."

"Five weeks, and four days," Hermione corrected him and Harry nodded, before he cracked a smile.

"Of course," Harry responded before he adjusted himself. "You've lost five weeks and four days of time but you're about three months ahead, maybe more. Now, even someone who can't do math should realize that all balances out in the end."

Hermione gave a frown but Harry grabbed her hands and pinned her against the wall.

"Now say it Hermione," Harry breathed in her ear.

"You're right," Hermione stated, when her heart beat against him and he nodded.

"That's right, I'll leave you alone for the night but if I catch you taking one foot into the library…"

Harry said nothing but he implied that there was going to be consequences. The wizard carefully edged away from her and moved down to his room.

There was no one around him but of course the invisibility cloak allowed him to move stealthily through the hallway. The wizard carefully edged a little bit more and he opened his mail. Account statement from Gringotts, quarterly statements about his investments, three marriage proposals, although none of them nearly attractive enough to allow him to consider for more than a few seconds.

"Ah yes, Pam, don't think I've forgotten about you," Harry responded after he opened up the letter.

Dear Harry,

So, you're actually thinking about taking the trip across the pond (yeah that phrase seems a bit hokey on paper but it's accurate) and dive down the rabbit hole into Gotham City? I must say, I admire your fortitude. And also I question your sanity, but the fact is that I think we passed the moment where anyone would consider you to be sane a long time ago. Given that you juggle relationships with many girls at once, I don't think anyone would consider you sane.

You are either what we might call a poor bastard or a lucky bastard. But never the less, I'm actually glad to seeing you again.

Of course, I wouldn't blame you if you decided against stepping one foot in Gotham City. The most beloved tourist attraction of the city might be an exit sign. You know in most towns where traffic is a common background noise that you get used to. Well in Gotham, it's gunshots.

But I should really try and sell you on coming to the city, not try and drive you away should I? Well…the food's nice, I guess. Not the worst in the world at the very least. Of course its mob controlled.

That was a very valiant effort against the snake, although I only followed some of it. But I followed enough of it where it could be kind of amazing, so thumbs up for that one. You never do skimp out on the adventures, do you?

As for the offer, well I'm thinking about it. I'm sure we can discuss that even more when we're in Gotham City.

My tutoring job is going good. She'll be around in the summer, so if you come around, you can meet her.

Talk to you soon, hopefully in person,

Pamela.

Harry smiled and slid Hedwig a treat before he took out a piece of paper to write.

Pamela,

First of all, I think that this trip should work out, although I have to stay with my relatives for three weeks. The deal I made with the Headmaster to pacify him. Better to keep him thinking that I'm a dutiful little boy scout than make him think I'm a hellion at the very least. His time will come and it ends the summer after my third year. I'll be a NEWT student and thus have no obligation to return there.

Now I'm morbidly curious about Gotham but don't worry, I can defend myself. Magic is a wonderful thing and with the statute of secrecy not really existing in the States, I don't have to worry about much of anything. At least that's my assumption. Then again, Andromeda made sure that I read all of the laws backwards, forwards, and upside down before committing to anything.

Never the less, I'm looking forward to the trip and looking forward to seeing you, for better or for worse. This should be a delightful little encounter.

Hermione's back up, although she's going to run herself into the ground from all the stress again. Par for the course for her really, but she is stressed out.

Thinking about that offer, well I'm sure that I'll give you one that you can't refuse.

I'm sure your grades are good, I'm getting ready to take my fourth year exams but I'll pass them with honors. And then, Hermione and I have the chance to do something unprecedented, testing out of OWLs. Most people who take this quick route take the first four years in years one and two, but then slow down for five, six, or seven.

Granted, that's a year and a half more than I would be here, but that's a year and a half too many.

See you soon,

Harry.

Harry checked the letter and prepared to post it, when Hedwig had a moment to stretch her wings. Then it would be time for exams.