Another One Bites the Dust

Harry's cock, which had been resting half hard against Harry as he'd been cuddling with Ginny twitched back to life when he caught sight of Luna. She looked wild- she must have cum half a dozen times so far, most of which were borne while trying to focus on taking pictures, and it showed.

Harry would never be able to get over how Luna- so pale skinned- blushed when aroused, how the redness would mar not just her face, but her neck and upper chest. It was striking and sexy, and somehow so very Luna. Locks of her waist length hair hung in front of her, partially obscuring half her face, yet Harry could still see the depraved look in her eyes as they roved up and down Harry's body hungrily. Her mouth was hanging unabashedly open and drool was trickling out.

Strands of her hair clung to her sweat-slick body down as far as her stomach. Her chest heaved with her ragged breathing, and one of her hands was stroking her diamond hard nipples. Her other arm stretched down the length of her body like a pale column, and she had two- no, three- fingers jammed up her cunt. Rhythmic, breathy grunts escaped her mouth as her fingers and hips twitched into each other.

It may have been the sexiest thing Harry had ever seen. Seeing her like this, exuding such uncontrolled, raw sexuality lit Harry on fire. His cock twitched and pulse with pleasure as it engorged before Luna's eye. That seemed to be all Luna needed to push herself over the edge. Her fingers lodged themselves ever further up her cunt, and she let loose a low keening moan as her body shook. Her knees shivered and then buckled, and she half fell straight into Harry, who was able to steady her so that she was leaning heavily against him even as she rode out her orgasm.

The tension left her body as Luna finished, and she slumped against Harry haphazardly. The length of her body pressed into him, her breasts against his chest and her legs straddling his thigh. She shifted against him absently for a moment, trying to get comfortable, before she seemed to realize her situation and looked up at Harry, blinking in surprise. He could see the gears turning as she processed her position- his naked body below hers, his cock pressing right into her. Even though she'd literally just came, her motor switched into gear like a light switch.

This had become par for the course for her. The day after they had bonded, Luna intercepted him in the hall after Defense Against the Dark Arts. Harry only had a moment to steel himself. He knew that she'd been distracted all morning, and he had promised to help her after class, but he hadn't expected her to corner him right after class. It wasn't a crowded hallway, but it wasn't exactly private- there were a few of Harry's classmates still around- notably Pansy Parkinson and a few of her friends.

She mauled him in a way that reminded Harry of those first few times she kissed him, throwing all restraint out the window and mashing her mouth into his. Her hands wove into his hair to pull him closer, her body pressed against his, and she trapped his thigh between her legs, grinding against it shamelessly.

Harry had gotten swept away by her enthusiasm, and when Luna tipped over the edge not a minute later, Harry instinctively pulled her closer, muffling her moans and hiding how her body shook.

Luna had released him after that, wobbling on her feet slightly before Harry stabilized. He looked around and noticed that Hermione and Susan had done damage control by casting privacy charms and shooing the curious away. Despite their efforts, the incident was the talk of the school that day, though thankfully no one realized exactly what had happened.

But that had only been the beginning. One orgasm wasn't enough to distract Luna from her newfound fascination with Harry's body. On their way to lunch, Luna trailed behind Harry, and he nearly tripped over himself when he noticed that she'd been staring at his arse the entire way. At lunch, Ginny had decided to throw fuel on the fire by subtly fondling his erection through his pants. Luna had been completely distracted- slobbering over and devouring a set of sausages in the most suggestive way possible with barely any conscious input, as her mind was almost entirely focused on his cock.

It had been a week since the ritual, yet Luna was still distracted.

More like bloody insatiable. He mused as the girl began to ravish his body.

"Mmmphg." Luna moaned unintelligibly, her mouth mostly occupied with licking and nibbling at his chest. "'mm gonna fuck you now." She was straddling him her legs splayed on either side of him as she reached down and quite efficiently slid him inside of her. Her vagina was small, and his thickness stretched her out in a way that was both satisfying and a little overwhelming. Her hips picked up a lazy rhythm as she got used to his girth, slapping against him weakly. "Sho nice, wanna savor it." She mumbled, her tongue circling his nipple.

She was so damn tight around him, it was just too much teasing for him to take. So, with a soft growl he grabbed her ass in both hands and forced her hips down as he arched upwards. With a single thrust, he sheathed himself deep within her. Luna gasped, and as Harry set his own tempo, began to grunt in time "Nngh. Nnhg. Nnnhg! Nnngh! Gonna cum. Gonna cum on your c-uuuhng!"

She came, her body quivering as it melted around his unyielding shaft, but Harry didn't slow. Even as Luna gibbered and drooled onto his chest, he speared himself into her. Her position on top of him belied the fact that he was using her body. His hands directed her hips, pulling her into his upward thrusts. With each thrust, her body twitched in pleasure like a puppet on a string and a breathy moan escaped her.

Harry's own pleasure was rapidly rising, his cock felt so hard and powerful as it began to throb. "You want me to really fuck you?" He hissed, flipping them over so that Luna was lying right next to Ginny. "You think your little pussy can handle it?"

The redhead leapt at the opportunity, one hand slipping to Luna's breasts, and her mouth alternating pressing kisses to her neck and jawline and muttering dirty talk in Luna's ear. "Beg him. You know you're a slut for his cock." Ginny's voice was ragged from arousal- she was using her other hand to inelegantly finger herself "We both know that you're desperate for it, that if he wanted you to, you'd spend hours on your knees, worshiping his dick. We both know that he could ruin your little pussy right now if he wanted to. You want him to do it. Beg him."

"Mmmmm ohpleasefuckme." Luna moaned- nearly incoherent "OhfuckmefuckmefuckmeFUCK!" Harry didn't need any further prompting. He'd never really fucked Luna hard before. She was so tight around him, and there was still some part of him that had a hard time treating Luna with anything but the utmost care.

Those barriers were gone now. Harry gripped Luna's arse tightly as he railed into her. Luna howled in ecstasy as Harry savagely fucked her, his cock driving into her and seemingly splitting her apart with each thrust. She could feel his mind, there were no words, just a pure masculine dominance that emanated from him and threatened to overwhelm her. She let it. He was irresistible, so steady and strong, unyielding and passionate, she just wanted to give in to him.

Nearby, Hermione's arousal-coated wand clattered to the floor. The brunette had found her wand lacking and was now bent over herself, fucking herself with a dildo as viciously as possible. Ginny too was getting close, her attentions towards Luna had almost completely halted, except for the vicelike grip her hand had on Luna's breast. With her other hand, she mercilessly daggered two fingers into her cunt. If Harry had had the presence of mind, he might have noticed that both of them were mimicking his own pattern of thrusting, simulating how he was fucking Luna.

Harry came with a roar and Luna followed him over the edge, compelled by the pleasure and satisfaction he felt by releasing himself in her. It was almost too much for her, feeling him pump his seed into her after being fucked like she'd never been before. She was certain she'd be sore tomorrow, but she doubted that she'd regret the experience.

Harry collapsed into the loveseat, nestling between Ginny and Luna, who instinctively curled into him. The three of them caught their breath, recovering from their collective peak. Hermione, meanwhile, let out a growl of frustration in the aftermath of her own peak.

"Problem Hermione?" Harry queried, moving to sit up.

Hermione wasn't in the mood for teasing. Seething with frustration, she surged from her chair and pushed Harry back into the cushions. Ginny and Luna gamely assisted, each grabbing ahold of one of his arms. "Yes, actually." Hermione answered in a strained voice "My problem is this thing" She waved her dildo around erratically "I modelled it after your cock down to the last detail, and it's still a poor replacement for the real thing. It just doesn't satisfy. Uhg!" She tossed the sex toy aside, her eyes focusing on the appendage it was modelled on. "C'mon Harry." She gripped his shaft be the base with one hand while the other stroked him firmly "Get fucking hard for me. I need this bloody cock in me."

Her tongue swiped across her lips periodically as she stared down at his cock with burning eyes, clearly ogling him through her magic-sight. "Mmm, yes." She moaned as Harry's manhood swelled in her hands. The hand that had been gripping his base moved to cup his scrotum while her other hand continued its long, firm strokes up and down the shaft. "These balls better give me a nice, big load." Her fingers caressed his balls, as if gently kneading them, coaxing them for semen.

"Mmmh, there we go." She let out a long, satisfied moan as she mounted him and eased him inside of her, keeping one hand cupped around his testicles. "Oh, yes." She began to rock her hips, and Harry thrust upwards to meet her. It felt like a sinful overindulgence, having her around him after already having been inside four other girls. They all felt slightly different, in sometimes subtle ways, in tightness, shape, wetness, how they gripped him, he could pick them all out just by feel.

The motion of her thrusting caused her breasts to jiggle erotically, inciting Harry's hands to cup them. But, of course, they couldn't, Ginny and Luna were holding him back. Hermione chuckled knowingly "That's very flattering Harry, you can look but no -ohhh- touching. You only have one job- cum in me."

The three girls worked together- Hermione rode him brilliantly, building up a rhythm until the sound of the slap of her hips against his filled the room. Ginny and Luna rained kisses on his chest, neck and face, and all three sent him a stream of dirty thoughts. Despite the fact that he'd cum many times that night, Harry quickly succumbed under such an onslaught. His attempts at restraining himself were all dismantled by his girls, and he found himself careening towards the edge.

He could feel it, boiling up in his testicles under the attention of Hermione's fingers, and as his orgasm approached Hermione began to grin "Yesss. Pump that cum right into me. Do it!" Hermione knew the moment he began to cum, when the heat in his balls boiled over and erupted through his shaft. She was overwhelmed by his magic, her words turned to wordless screams of ecstasy the instant he began to ejaculate. Her body continued to fuck him out of pure instinct, her hips slapping against his lewdly and her walls milking his cock hungrily.

She continued this assault until the last dribbles finished leaking out of him, and when her body recognized that nothing more could be drawn from him it promptly gave out. She collapsed bonelessly against him, her breasts pressed against his chest, and a blissed-out smile on her face. The infusion of magic from Harry's orgasm has launched her into euphoria. The press of his skin against hers felt divine, sending tingles of pleasure down her spine.

With Ginny and Luna on either side of him and Hermione on top, Harry was completely ensconced. Harry found himself having to catch his breath between kisses, the instant Ginny's lips left his, Luna swept in to take her place, only for Hermione to be right on her heels after Luna disengaged. The three of them worshiped his body, rubbing against him, caressing and kissing everywhere they could.

By this point, Harry truly was beginning to reach his limit. He was beyond satisfied, and it was really the needs of his girls that kept him going. He'd gone flaccid and slipped out of Hermione, but the presence of his cock so close to her lower lips was too much for her to resist. Despite his fatigue, when Hermione began rubbing against his soft cock it twitched back to life.

Hermione's entire body was abuzz with Harry's magic, and she was so sensitive that it only took a few seconds of grinding her clit against his half hard shaft for her to tip over the edge. But something tickled at the back of his mind, even through Hermione's deliciously distracting whimpers, something, someone… Demelza!

Without much thought, he turned Hermione over and got up, his eyes seeking Demelza out. The girl had been edging herself the entire time. Oh, Demelza. He hadn't meant to ignore her for so long. It'd just been too easy to get swept up in things, especially with his more assertive partners taking the lead. It was time to make it up to her.

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Demelza was at her breaking point. Watching woman after woman cum on Harry's cock had been hard enough. Watching that display while edging herself had made it almost unbearable. She had resorted to using a single finger to tease her slit, anything more would set her off for sure, but even that was becoming hard to bear.

When she noticed Harry approach, it felt like salvation. She scrambled to her feet and snapped to attention. Her entire body was taught, wound up so tight she half expected something to snap. She was already so painfully aroused, yet as Harry stepped close to her, she felt it respond to his mere presence. Her diamond hard nipples tingled, pleasurable heat flushed all across her body, and her cunt quivered. And who could blame her, he had just fucked five women to satisfaction right in front of her. His body and his still hard cock glistened with the combined sweat and arousal of his partners, and all Demelza could think at that moment was that this sex god was now entirely focused on her.

Harry put a hand on each of her shoulders, she looked into his eyes and was enveloped by the warm compassion , goosebumps erupted on her arms and her body shuddered with the force it took to not cum on the spot. "M-master, please." She begged, tears springing from her eyes.

He leaned over, put his mouth next to her ear and murmured "Cum for me, love."

Demelza crumpled as she came apart, and she would have fallen over if Harry hadn't been there to support her. He gently eased her to the ground as her body was wracked by wave after wave of pleasure. When she came to, Demelza found that Harry was cradling her, her head resting securely against his chest. "Thank you." She breathed.

Harry smiled lovingly at her as she smoothed her tangled hair. "Sorry for keeping you waiting." Demelza's eyes fluttered shut contentedly as she burrowed closer into Harry's embrace. "In fact, since you've been so good tonight, I'd like to give you a reward."

Demelza perked up "Like what, sir?"

"Anything you want."

Her mind danced with the possibilities; it was a little overwhelming. One of the main reasons why her unorthodox relationship with Harry worked so well was because she loved the feeling of freedom that came with handing over that decision-making responsibility to someone else. She actually wished that he hadn't given her the choice, that he'd decided what her reward would be himself.

But then again, that did give her an idea… "With your permission, I'd like to give you a blowjob, sir."

Harry blinked in surprise "That wasn't… exactly what I had in mind." He said, bemused.

"What, you said it was my choice. And you should know, master, that I will always choose to service you." While her words were subservient, her tone held a hint of rebelliousness.

Harry chuckled to himself, how could this girl simultaneously be so submissive, yet still find ways of telling him off? "Well then." He teased as she stood up and then sat back in a chair, unabashedly spreading his legs, given her complete access to his prominent erection. "Your wish is my command."

Demelza eyed him up for a moment, before reaching out tentatively with her hand. Instead of outright grabbing him, she brushed her fingers lightly against his shaft, soaking in the texture of it, the veins that travelled up the length of him. "Master." She intoned "My mouth is for your pleasure."

She looked up worshipfully at him as she pressed her lips to his cockhead, giving Harry the perfect tableau of her. She began to press more kisses down his length, she treated his cock like it was a holy artifact, handling it almost reverently. From the base, she kissed his testicles, caressing each of them with her tongue before licking back up his length. From there, she repeatedly kissed his cockhead, each time taking it in just a bit further, until it was enveloped in her mouth.

While she'd been trying to keep her eyes locked with his, she couldn't manage it once she began to take him in her mouth. She relaxed her jaw as she pressed further, her lips sliding down his length. As she neared his crotch, her nostrils were flooded with the scent of him, and it acted like an aphrodisiac, urging her forward. She lowered herself until her nose was pressed into his crotch, she held herself there for a long minute, and only when she couldn't stand the lack of oxygen any longer did she withdraw. The lightheadedness combined with her arousal and affection for Harry made a heady, intoxicating mixture.

"Oh, wow." Harry breathed "You've gotten good at that."

Demelza barely acknowledged him. She hadn't even fully caught her breath before she dove back down on him, taking him until her lips were glued to his crotch and staying there until her eyes watered. Harry had even tried to pull her back earlier, but Demelza locked her arms around his hips as she refused to be detached from his cock.

"Dem, you don't have to… go that far." Harry panted, arousal clearly tainting his voice even through his concern.

"Is that an order, master?" God, there was that rebelliousness again. Harry couldn't resist her.

"Err, no." Seemingly satisfied, Demelza returned to her work of choking herself on Harry's cock. She became rougher with each stroke, until she was nearly ramming him down her throat. She could tell by how he twitched in her mouth that he was getting close, and when Harry's hands shot up and instead of pulling her closer or pushing her back, held her so that he was only partway in her, she took the hint and sucked. He spilled himself into her, and she eagerly took every drop.

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Much later, after a significant recovery period. The group, still unclothed, had collected themselves and gathered together, sitting in a tight circle.

"Right, so we're about to be separated." Susan announced "And, well, that's going to present a few problems. Both practical and uh…" She blushed, her eyes flickering tellingly to Harry. "… recreational." There were more than a few giggles at that phrasing.

"Well, these pictures will be very recreational." Demelza blushed "Very, very recreational."

"That reminds me!" Hermione exclaimed, digging through her bag and pulling out five dildos- all perfect replicas of Harry's penis. "It took quite a while to get the spell just right, but it feels great, even if its not the real thing and…" She tapped her wand on one of the dildos, causing it to vibrate "One tap and it vibrates."

The room burst into giggles and chatter as pictures and sex toys exchanged hands. Susan was blushing crimson as she accepted her own vibrator and snatched a few of the pictures. Harry himself felt set, he was bonded to three sexy women, pictures couldn't hold a candle to that.

Eventually the conversation turned more serious "Communication won't be an issue." Hermione explained "I've enchanted parchment with a variant of the protean charm, so we can coordinate without relying on owls, which could be intercepted." There were general nods of agreement.

"And the plan for Harry's living situation..." Hermione trailed off distastefully "Is in flux."

"I'm going to reach out to whoever I can in the order, see if they would be willing to help us spring Harry from the Dursleys early." Ginny took over "I'm thinking Fleur and Bill are going to be the best option."

"That's quite the turnaround for you, Gin." Harry teased.

Ginny glowered at him, but was too tired to rise to the bait. "Look, Fleur knows about us already… mostly. I honestly don't know where her mind's at right now, but I think Bill can convince her."

Susan, however, was skeptical "I'm not sure about this. Didn't you say that Bill's very… monogamous? Wouldn't he have a hard time accepting this… situation."

Ginny bit her lip in thought. "He's my favorite brother, he's always been wonderful to me. If I explain it to him properly, I think I can convince him. And Fleur isn't as much of a prude as I thought. I think that if she knows that its to save Harry's life, that would convince her."

"She does seem to like you, Harry." Luna agreed.

"Er, okay, what about Tonks, and Remus?" Harry pivoted.

"Tonks does seem to be the open minded type." Hermione agreed "But would she really be willing to go against Dumbledore?"

Ginny shrugged "Maybe? And we're not really sure on Professor Lupin either. Its tricky, but if we can manage it, then they can break you out of that place."

"You're talking about it as if it were Azkaban." Harry grumbled.

"It kind of is, if you think about it." Luna speculated "You're trapped in there with very little to eat, surrounded by beings that cause unhappy memories." When put that way, Harry really couldn't find a way to argue with her, so he wisely shut up.

"And if all else fails, we just wait until he's 17 when he's legally able to do whatever the fuck he wants. Hell, he could even live with…" Katie frowned in mock thought "Ah, in my flat with me. Only one bed, but we could share." She winked.

"Or in my house." Hermione countered "I'll be studying wards all summer, and my parents… aren't exactly going to be in the country for a while." Hermione hadn't been able to hide her plans to obliviate her parents from Harry. He'd felt guilty at first, but Hermione had managed to knock him out of it much more quickly than his moods had typically lasted in the past.

The conversation then turned to the horcruxes. There was speculation, but nothing solid. They knew that Voldemort had a fascination with the founders, and had likely used Huffelpuff's Cup. They knew that Nagini was a horcrux just as Harry was. Dumbledore seemed to also believe that he chose hiding places significant to him. While Hermione pointed out it'd be far safer to just hide it somewhere random and isolated. However Harry's encounters with Voldemort left him with the impression that he wasn't entirely rational. They knew that it was also possible that he'd left another horcrux with one of his followers- though, who?

"I wonder if the room has something that could help us." Luna speculated.

"I've already used it to research horcruxes when I was formulating this ritual." Hermione replied "There was just one book, nothing else."

"It helps if you clearly ask the room what you want it to help you with." Luna continued, undeterred "Room, could you help us find a horcrux?" She announced loudly.

There was a beat of silence, then a soft clink as a tarnished silver diadem clattered to the floor between them.

Another beat of silence.

"Holy shit." Someone whispered.

"Oh look, it worked." Luna said cheerfully, reaching for the diadem.

"Don't fucking touch it!" Ginny shouted, yanking Luna back. "It's… its evil!" Harry could feel it too, the unsettling, hair raising feeling emanating from what should have been an innocuous object. But he could also feel something perhaps even more unsettling, it was,calling to him, like it was a kindred spirit. Because it was. They were both Horcruxes, he'd known for months now, but now the proof was right in front of him. He felt dirty, putrid, disgusting. He looked around, and he could see the fear and confusion on the others' faces. He steeled himself.

"Right." Harry announced "Who's up for a trip to the Chamber of Secrets. We're destroying this fucking thing."