Kings and Queens

Bill clutched the Sword of Gryffindor in a white knuckled grip. There was something about knowing that the innocuous locket on the floor in front of him was a thinking thing- more than an animated object, but something with its own thoughts, plans, and will- that unnerved him to his core. Bill would be more than happy once this thing was disposed of.

Well, that wasn't true. As soon as he was done destroying the horcrux, he had to sort out what was going on with Ginny. What Dumbledore had told him was… disturbing. He knew that both of them must have good intentions, but Bill knew that dark magic had a way of distorting things.

He was sure that they both believed that what they were doing was normal and right, but how would they have reacted a year ago if they'd been told what they were doing now? He couldn't imagine his sweet little sister getting herself involved in an orgy. He didn't know Harry as well, but he didn't think that shy boy had secretly wanted to collect a harem. Well, he didn't want to think that.

What curdled his stomach more than anything was knowing that Ginny had again fallen prey to the influence of dark magic. Part of him wanted to blame her for it- wasn't the experience with the diary lesson enough, but most of him blamed himself. He hadn't been there for her, not really, not like when she was little. And now she was in trouble, again. Except this time the boy who had saved her was the one dragging her down.

He'd written to Ron about it- Dumbledore had let him know that he'd become estranged from his friends recently- and suspected it was connected to the ritual. However, Bill didn't expect to hear back from him before summer, for now, he had to go off of what he knew, which was much less than he would have liked.

"Are you ready, Bill?" Professor Dumbledore asked. He had his wand at the ready- he and the professor had spent some time examining the locket and the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets, and worked out how to counter the enchantment placed upon it. Now, it would take a simple flick of Dumbledore's wand to open the locket.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Bill nodded grimly.

"Remember, the locket will try to stop you. It will probably attempt to manipulate you emotionally- tempt you, lead you to despair, turn you against your allies- try to keep your wits about you."

He'd heard all of this before "Understood."

"Very well."

Bill didn't even register the locket opening. "Ginny?" He gasped, momentarily forgetting the situation. The sword hung at his side, held limply in his hand. She smiled and waved at him before turning to the side… to Harry. Harry scooped her in in arms and kissed her. It started as a simple kiss, but soon it deepened to something sensual… sexual. Harry's mouth began to ravish Ginny's neck, and Bill caught a glimpse of his face.

It wasn't Harry. Bill had seen him from the Penseive memories, this was Tom Riddle. "Ginny, stop!" Bill shouted.

"She won't listen to you." Harry/Riddle taunted. "Look at her." Ginny was taking her clothes off, seemingly putting on a show for her twisted lover. "You're too late. She's mine."

"Oh Harry." Ginny moaned "I want you to fuck me." Harry shot her a carnal grin and reached for her.

"DON'T TOUCH HER!" Bill snarled, suddenly overtaken by possessive fury. Part of it was seeing Ginny act so unlike herself- his innocent little sister acting so wanton, and part of it was seeing that pervert's hands reaching up to defile her. He raised the sword once more.

"Touch her?" He taunted "I've done a lot more than that. I've done things to her you wouldn't believe!"

Enraged, Bill thrust the sword straight through Harry/Riddle's chest, but it passed straight through. Something tickled at the back of his mind- the locket.

He noted with satisfaction that the apparition's eyes went wide with panic in the split second before he plunged the sword down into the open locket.

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While Hermione and Ginny had tried to be coy about what they had planned for the last night of term, Luna had freely given away the game, or at least some of it. It was a going away party, or more accurately, a going away orgy.

Every eye in the room turned towards him as he entered the Room of Requirement, and Harry felt like he was on display. He'd been informed to dress down- he'd only worn a T-shirt and his boxers- and it seemed that the girls were following the same dress code. Susan was the most conservative- wearing a full nightgown. Ginny and Luna had already foregone clothes altogether, and each was lazily masturbating the other. Harry was surprised to find that they were mentally communicating directly to each other. Harry decided to peak in on their conversation.

Look at him, Luna. He's not even trying and he's so bloody hot. Its ridiculous. As she thought this, Ginny mentally catalogued every feature she found unbearably attractive. The hair. His fingers. When he runs them through his hair… unf. His collarbone. Look at the way he just bit his lip! It still was hard to wrap his mind around- just how sexualized his body was to Ginny.

Luna, however, had a bit more of a one track mind. Cock… She moaned, and Harry realized she'd gotten 'sucked in again'. Luna had had a more difficult time adjusting to the bond than either Hermione or Ginny. She took all the oddities of it in stride, sure, but she seemed to find it much harder to focus than the others had. Ginny's mind had always been dirty, and she was used to reigning herself in so she could focus. Hermione didn't have that advantage, but she'd been incredibly motivated to do well in class.

Luna, however, had always been absent minded. For a Ravenclaw, she wasn't exactly studious, not in the traditional way, at least. She was downright brilliant in a way Harry hadn't appreciated until he could actually see the inner workings of her mind- but she was rarely motivated in applying that brilliance to classwork. She constantly found things that interested her (often in the Quibbler, but just as often in some obscure text in the library) and would spend days devouring everything she could on the subject.

Now the new exciting thing that was of interest to her was Harry's body. It was somewhat unnerving to notice Luna's glazed expression at dinner, her fork hanging limply in her hand, and realize that her mind was cataloguing every move his body made and had been doing so for over an hour. Yes she was fascinated with his cock, but it went beyond that. Lifting a stack of books had her marveling at how strong he was, and he didn't realize it was possible to eroticize chewing, but Luna had done it.

Luna! Ginny said sharply Don't leave me hanging! Luna's hand had stalled out in her distraction.

Sorry! Luna squeaked, redoubling her efforts. I wonder. Do you think Harry's part Veela? That'd explain a lot. Are you a part-Veela Harry?

Harry chuckled at being found out. Last I checked- no.

He was saved by further interrogation by Hermione clearing her throat. "Right, Harry. Why don't you take a seat… and take off your clothes."

"Would any of you like to explain what the plan is here?" Harry asked the room at large.

We're going to- Shut it! Luna had nearly blurted out the plan, but Ginny's rebuke and her vicious assault on Luna's clit had silenced the girl.

"You're just going to have to trust us, Harry." Katie answered coyly.

Harry was obviously going to do as they asked, but there was no reason he couldn't have a little fun with it. He tugged off his oversized shirt with one tug, dropping it on the ground and bowing theatrically, flashing the girls a cheeky grin.

"Showoff!" Katie teased.

"He does have a lot to show off." Ginny uttered between harsh breaths; her eyes transfixed. She was rapidly getting close to the edge- Luna had quickly learned how to pleasure her- how hard to rub at her clit, how far to dip her fingers. Ginny's fingers were faltering themselves, but Luna didn't mind in the slightest. She was winning, after all.

Harry stroked himself through his boxers, the press of his hand gave the outline of him more definition, and he sighed softly as his cock swelled. "Honestly." Hermione muttered, even as a han moving to her pussy. "Just show us your bloody cock!"

With a final teasing smirk, he turned around so that his back was facing them, and then shucked off his boxers. "Oh, come on!" Katie groused. Without missing a beat, Harry turned around and leaned back into the armchair the room had provided for him, assuming a relaxed, confident pose that gave the girls a view of everything.

He began to stroke himself, slowly and deliberately, up and down. "This what you girls wanted?" He asked, meeting them each in the eyes in turn. Ginny responded by cumming, cursing, gasping, and twitching around Luna's fingers. Luna smiled triumphantly and took the slick fingers into her mouth, humming in approval at the taste she found.

By now all of the girls had started touching themselves as well, many of them throwing off clothes. Hermione had shoved her panties down to her knees, one hand was gripped around her wand, slowly pumping it into her pussy, the other was rubbing her clit. He felt her need. She was so empty with her pathetic little wand in her, it didn't hold a candle to his vibrant, thick cock. Nothing, not even the vibrators she had fashioned were able to bring her the satisfaction that Harry could by sinking himself deep into her needy cunt and pumping his essence straight to her core.

A flash brought Harry from Hermione's thoughts, and he was surprised to see that Katie had a camera. "Wanted to save that moment." Katie grinned, holding up a picture capturing him slowly stroking his shaft, with an occasional flirtatious grin thrown at the camera. "Collin was all too happy to lend it to me for the night, no questions asked."

"I want it." Hermione declared with unexpected conviction.

Katie held a hand up "There's a duplication function," She explained, pressing a button in the back that caused the camera to produce another picture "So we can all have pictures of our stud showing off for us. Got any other poses in mind babe?" She winked at Harry.

There were giggles across the board at that statement. "Yeah, I'd like one where he's really going at it." Demelza offered "You know, for the lonely nights up ahead." Katie pat her shoulder sympathetically.

"Also, one where he's cumming. Of course." Ginny said, still a tad breathless from her orgasm.

"I'd like one where he's upside-down." Luna added. I'm not sure how feasible that is, Luna.

But that's part of the fun, isn't it? Think about how challenging it would be. Though it probably would be something better for later.

Everyone seemed to be relaxed and enjoying themselves freely, except for Susan. She was tense, her hands were clenched at her sides and she was rubbing her thighs together in obvious arousal. Her gaze was fixed on Harry, but kept darting lower to his cock before she dragged her eyes back upwards "You alright, Susan?" Harry asked her.

Susan blinked, a little uncomfortable being put on the spot. "Er yeah, everything's great!"

"I think Susan needs to go first." Luna said seriously.

"Yeah, I think Harry needs to loosen her up." Katie agreed. "Up and at 'em." She clapped Susan on the back. The girl in question jumped up- startled, but didn't seem to know what to do next. Her eyes flickered down to his cock again as she shifted her weight from foot to foot.

"Hey, come here Susan." Harry coaxed gently. Susan padded over to Harry, who put his hands comfortingly on her shoulders. "Do you not want to have sex in front of the others?" He asked her quietly.

"No!" Susan protested "Its fine. I want to be a part of this… I'm just, a little intimidated about having everyone watch us."

Harry smiled "I think I can fix that."

"How? Oh-hm!" He kissed her. She squeaked in protest a moment before melting into him. His hand threaded through her hair and trailed down her cheek and jawline. Susan gave a deep, desirous moan and deepened the kiss, molding her face to his. Susan's hands were active as well, one gripping the hair at the base of Harry's neck and the other reaching down to his shaft. The angle was wrong, however, and she could do nothing more than lightly stroke and tease it.

Harry kissed down her neck, allowing Susan to throw her head back and moan "Oh… Harry. I- uh, uhn, ah! Oh, so good!" Harry was tilting her backwards, and Susan's hands went to his shoulders to help support herself. With his hand at the small of her back supporting her, her body arched into him. Unthinkingly, she pressed against his cock. Between the anticipation that had been building all evening, the show that Harry had put on, and the combination of Harry's attentions and being pressed so close to his naked body, Susan's cunt was radiating heat- leaking and throbbing with need. So, when the blind twitching of her hips pressed her core right against his bare cock, Susan couldn't help but moan, and couldn't hide how her knees quivered.

Moan after moan tumbled from her mouth as she ground against his cock, only the smooth (and as it grew damp- clinging) material of her nightgown separating his shaft from her trembling cunt. Harry ripped open the top of her nightgown, and his mouth swiftly attached itself to her breast, his tongue swiping firmly around her areola as his mouth provided suction before moving to her other breast. Susan's knees grew weak and she relied more and more on Harry's support as she rutted against him, until finally Harry pushed her to the ground, so that she was on her hands and knees facing the others.

It was only then that she remembered that they had an audience. The five other girls, watching them, playing with themselves. For a moment, her embarrassment returned. Harry ripped off her nightgown, audibly renting the fabric as he removed it from the body. She was on display for everyone to see, oh Merlin, they could all see her!

Harry leaned over her, his hands tracing over the contours of her back before circling around to cup her breasts. "You're fucking gorgeous, Susan." Harry purred in her ear. His hands travelled back down her body, gripping her slick thighs and parting them. "Your pussy looks so delicious, in fact I could…" He finished that statement by leaning down and pressing a kiss to those folds.

Susan's vision swam as her entire world was engulfed of the feel of his warm lips and tongue. She let out a particularly lewd moan when his tongue pressed into her clit, which continued as he stroked at her clit with his tongue "Uhng! Uhng! Uhng! Uhng!" Harry's mouth had cast a spell on her. She didn't care about being watched, she couldn't care less that everyone could hear her porn-star moans.

And then, as soon as it started, Harry stopped. She cried out in protest. "Come one Sue, you don't want it to be over already, do you?"

If it were physically possible to blush more than she was, Susan would have. They'd quickly discovered that Susan couldn't cum multiple times in a row. She needed time to recover, during which she was rather oversensitive. She'd been a little ashamed that she couldn't keep going and going like Harry's other girls, but Harry had assured her it didn't bother him in the slightest. Academically, she knew that Ginny, Hermione, and Luna must have already known, and there wasn't much point in hiding anything from Katie and Demelza, but that didn't mean he had to tell everyone!

As mortification seeped through her, it mixed with her arousal into a heady cocktail, and when Harry pressed his cock lengthwise against her slit, it erupted as a shameful moan. She had to hold on. It'd be humiliating if she came before he did. But she had to cum. She needed it. They could all see it. They'd heard her moaning like a slut. They knew how pathetic she was. But oh god his cock felt so damned good against her cunt. "Are you doing alright there, Susan?" Harry asked her.

Susan didn't respond at first, just panting as she tried to regain some semblance of herself. Harry helped her along but stroking her back, and after a long minute she felt like she could trust herself again "Yeah." She answered belatedly "I'm good."

Harry placed his cockhead at her entrance and made a liar out of her by slowly hilting himself. A moan tumbled out of Susan's mouth at the blissful sensation of being parted and filled. Blearily she looked around the room. Ginny was smirking knowingly at her. Luna was leering lustfully at her cleavage while Hermione was looking past her completely- instead gazing desirously at Harry. Demelza seemed to be in another world entirely her eyes unfocused as she teased herself. Katie was wielding the camera- she'd been taking pictures the entire time!

Before Susan could fully process that, Harry began to fuck her in earnest, setting a steady pace that had Susan fighting to contain herself. As much as she struggled, however, she just couldn't contain herself. Moan after moan spilled from her, it was so good- it was so good, and when Harry stopped again she gave a sob. "Harry!" She begged "Don't- don't stop! Please?"

Harry leaned forward again and spoke softly in her ear, his voice was deep and warm, and sent shivers down her spine "Convince me."

She knew what he wanted. If they were alone, she wouldn't have second thoughts, but with an audience… the indecision only lasted a moment however. When Harry began dragging his cockhead up and down her folds, she knew she couldn't stand the teasing.

"Oh Harry. Please fuck me." She began shamelessly "I want… I want your thick cock in me. I want you to fuck me like a slut! Fill me up! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" The words exploded from her mouth with unexpected conviction. She blinked, surprised at herself. She could hear the smile in Harry's voice as he said "Good girl."

Distantly, Susan registered Demelza squeaking.

Susan cursed viciously as Harry plunged his cock back into her "Fuck! Harder! Fucking pound me!" She demanded as Harry unleashed himself on her, fucking her for all he was worth.

It didn't take long for them to reach the edge together, and when they did, Susan went stiff as she screamed. After a long minute of spasms and convulsions, Susan collapsed onto her side- blissfully spent. "I think I'll just lay here right now." She managed.

"That was brilliant." Katie praised "I knew you had it in 'ya." She winked at Susan. "My turn now. Who wants the camera?" Luna volunteered to take the camera, while Katie stalked towards Harry. She was completely naked and looked completely predatory as she eyed him up.

"Er, Katie?"

"Hey there, stud." She teased, smiling as Harry blushed in response. "You want to know what I have planned for you?"

"Yeah?"

Katie raised her eyebrows "That's a little indecisive. Where's the bloke who stared down a Basilisk?"

Harry briefly considered arguing that there wasn't much staring involved with, you know, the Basilisk, but figured it was a moot point. "Fine. I would like to know what you have planned for me. Better?"

"Cute." She smirked, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "I drank a strengthening potion before I came here. You want to know what that means?"

She didn't wait for a response. With surprising strength, she gently shoved him backwards, tipping Harry over. A bed provided by the room catching his fall. Harry looked up at her- in awe of how her lithe body moved- with precision and grace, equal parts smooth curves and rippling muscle. "It made me stronger, of course, and gave me more stamina. All the better to fuck you with, my dear."

Harry gulped, much to Katie's delight, as she reached down to fondle his penis. "You have such a gorgeous cock, babe." She purred "I'm going to enjoy ravishing it." She straddled him, positioning him at her entrance. "I don't see the need for foreplay, do you?" She asked rhetorically "Not when- Ahng!- Ooooh yes, that's good dick." She moaned as she engulfed him.

Katie clenched herself around him, and Harry shuddered from the sensation of it- instead of gentle massage, if felt as if she were trying to wring his cock dry. Gasping, he propped himself up. How strong was she?

As if reading his mind, she answered "I'm stronger than you, Harry." To demonstrate this, she pushed him back into the bed, gently yet firmly. Her hands went to his forearms "Go ahead, try to break free" She encouraged.

Harry tried, straining himself as he attempted to push up against her grip. For a moment, it seemed as if he were making progress- lifting up slightly- but Katie quickly redoubled her effort and pushed his arms back down. Her eyes glinted down at him, she'd clearly enjoyed the display.

"Look at all the sexy muscles." She crooned "Useless. Even if you could break free, it wouldn't matter. You know why?" She smirked "I have your cock." She clenched around him again to prove her point, grunting as Harry arched himself up into her. "That aching, sensitive, twitching thing between your legs… well, its between my legs now." She clenched again, and Harry jerked his hips up into her again, almost as if she were sucking him in. "Right now, I own this cock." She rose up and slammed her hips back down on him with force, and Harry moaned, reeling at the precise power of her stroke.

Katie clenched around him again, and Harry's cock twitched in response. Harry whimpered as he desperately tried to stave off his orgasm. "Baby, don't fight it" Katie coed, her voice becoming steely as it continued "You're not in control here. Your cock is mine. Your orgasm is mine. Your cum is mine. I'm in charge, admit it."

"You're in charge." Harry echoed, and Katie growled.

"Say it again." Katie panted harshly. He looked up to see her fingers at her clit, swirling viciously around the nub.

"Oh, fuck! You're in charge!"

"So cum." Katie commanded, slamming her hips down on him once more. Harry cried out with his release. Katie joined him, and it felt like instead of him ejaculating in her, her cunt was suctioning the cum straight from his balls. "Yes!" Katie shouted euphorically "Fucking cum in me!"

After his peak, Harry sank into the bed, feeling much like a puddle. Katie unceremoniously collapsed on top of him. "Good boy." She said breathlessly "Such a good boy. Deserves a reward."

"A reward?" Harry asked cautiously.

Katie propped herself up. "Damn, that was a bloody good orgasm, Harry. Don't worry though" she smirked "There's plenty more where that came from." Her hand went back to his cock, which grew hard as she stroked it. "You know what's special about you Harry? …besides your great personality, or your body, or your flying skills…" She paused thought "I digress. This is special." She squeezed his cock lightly, but just tightly enough to demonstrate how much harder she could squeeze. "No refractory period." She shook her head in mock disbelief "You're the perfect breeding stud, babe."

Harry raised his eyebrows at that, she'd been using that term a lot, but he really didn't know what she intended by it. "What?" She asked "Do you really think we're going to let you go get a job after all this is over?" She looked around at the other girls a moment before returning her attention to Harry "You're going to have seven women to please, Harry. You can't do that in a cubicle." She shook her head exaggeratedly "C'mon, do you really want to fight dark wizards the rest of your life? Wouldn't you rather stay at home, pleasing your loving wives, taking care of our kids and our home?"

Harry had to admit, the idea appealed to him on some level. He'd decided on being an Auror as his goal, but had he chosen that career because he really wanted to do it, or because fighting dark magic was all he knew? But could respect himself if he was a stay at home dad? Wasn't he supposed to support his family?

Harry, I think you have enough money to support all of us as it is. Hermione contributed You shouldn't decide your life around what you think you should do, what matters most is what you want. If you really want to fight dark wizards after all this, then you should do it. We'll figure out a way to make 'us' work. But don't feel like you have to, or that you have to decide now.

She made a lot of sense, but Harry still felt that he should do something more productive with his life. Katie sensed his indecision, and snuggled back up to him. "Don't worry. You've got time to think about it. I just think we'd all be happier this way."

"I think we got a little off track." Harry suggested "I believe you were about to fuck my brains out."

Katie giggled, mounting him once more "Well, you asked for it."

Katie pounded out another five orgasms from Harry, and when she finished, she didn't look exhausted so much as supremely satisfied. She returned to her seat with an ecstatic expression on her face, sitting back to finger herself lazily. "Who's next?"

Harry looked between the four remaining girls, weighing his options. Demelza had successfully edged herself through the first two rounds, which was impressive, but Harry had a mind to save her for last.

You're evil. Ginny said wickedly.

Luna had gotten really into the camera, there were well over a dozen pictures scattered around the room. He'd been distracted at the time, but a quick look through her memories confirmed that she'd been a maneuvering herself around the room to get the best shot at any given moment. In fact, it seemed like she had an eye for photography. She hadn't bothered catching any of the photos she'd taken, however- if her hand was free it was much better used touching herself.

Finally, he settled on Ginny. "Hey Gin, wanna fuck?"

What a smooth talker. Ginny sniggered How did you get all of us wrapped around your finger again?

Harry let his eyes roam over her body, the sight of it was so familiar to him now, but it was no less alluring. She was so sexy- always so sexy. The signs of her arousal were obvious- her chest heaved, her skin flushed, her legs parted subconsciously as he approached. You aren't fooling anyone, Gin. We both know how desperate you are. We both know that all I have to do to get into your panties is to tell you to bend over. So do you want to keep playing this game, or should I plunge my cock into that desperate little hole of yours?

Ginny knew he was right. She could tease and bluster, but when it came down to it she could never say no to her ravenous cunt- to that gnawing, insatiable hunger between her legs. Ever since she'd given into it, she'd found it harder and harder to say no to. It wasn't like she was constantly in a lust fueled haze. She paid attention in class- usually- but she had to admit the slightest attention from Harry tended to have her following the whim of her cunt.

Harry's eyes were boring into hers, but all Ginny could look at was his cock- the way it bobbed and twitched, how swollen and red with blood it was, with veins prominently running down the shaft. Hnng. Her cunt clenched in need. "Please." She said aloud, before continuing silently You're right. You're right. I'll always want it, anytime, anywhere. Can't you feel how empty my pussy is? It needs your cock to fill it. It needs- Ginny's monologue was interrupted by the rush of bliss and satisfaction as Harry plunged into her. Ginny's inner walls easily parted for him, like welcoming an old friend.

UUHNG! So good. So good! She really was shameless, and she was pulling out all the stops. Mentally, she was tugging them closer and closer together, making it impossible for him to ignore just how good his cock felt when he buried it in her, how primally satisfying being filled by a thick cock felt. That alone would have been enough to bring him over the edge, but Ginny coupled that with the lewdest dirty talk she could come up with. C'mon luv, don't you want to pump a hot load in this cunt? Is this pathetic, drooling hole still a good enough place to dump your cum? I can feel that load churning in your balls, you're gonna paint my insides white.

The feedback loop the bond provided ensured they would both cum, but Ginny was getting there faster than he was- probably because he'd already had many spectacular orgasms tonight. Ginny recognized this and began to get desperate. Nonono, please luv. Give it to me. Cum in me. Cum in me! Cum!

Harry was bombarded with the force of Ginny's emotions- but mostly her desperate, ravenous need. It still surprised him, just how powerful her lust was, just how much she wanted, needed, craved his body. Feeling just how much she wanted him would always undo him.

Harry and Ginny collapsed into the chair together, panting and clinging to each other in the aftermath of their combined release. Damn. Harry wasn't sure if the sentiment emerged from Ginny or him first, but they both felt it.

They wouldn't be allowed to bask in the afterglow.

You two are so sweet. Luna cooed as she snapped a picture of them cuddling. But we aren't done with you yet, Harry.

They were going to be the death of him