95. Oof.

The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the room. Ryan stirred, feeling the warmth of soft naked bodies draped over him. The scent of lingering perfume and the faint musk of the night before filled the air.

He shifted slightly, only to realize the pleasant sensation at his lower half. A soft, rhythmic motion and the heat of a warm mouth made his breath hitch. Blinking away the haze of sleep, he looked down to see a head of dark violet-black hair moving steadily beneath the covers.

Rachel's violet eyes flickered up to meet his, filled with a teasing glint as she continued her ministrations. Around him, the others remained peacefully asleep, their bare forms curled into him, completely at ease.

Ryan groaned softly, reaching down to brush a hand through Rachel's silky locks, causing her to hum in approval. It was a an enjoyable wake-up call unlike any other, one that promised the start of another eventful morning.

"I would expect this usually from Fleur, Yue or Serenity." Rachel usually wasn't the one to initiate things like this.

Her response was to go deeper, she was very thankful for the wonderful evening last night. All of the girls were, and aside from the two younger ones they had all shown as much very enthusiastically.

Still it was quite the erotic sight, one that quickly brought me over the edge.

Rachel moaned and drank down her prize experiencing the usual orgasmic bliss that came with it. Her eyes flashed red as her demonic power slipped for a moment. Finally after milking all that she could she pulled off with a soft pop.

"Good morning." She planted kisses along the length of manhood in her hand.

"Morning."

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Breakfast arrived like usual, though the Great Hall buzzed with an energy that hadn't quite faded from the night before. Conversations overlapped as students excitedly recounted their favorite moments from the Yule Ball. Laughter and whispers filled the air—who had danced with whom, the Weird Sisters' electrifying performance, and, of course, who had stolen a kiss before the night was through.

New couples had formed in the aftermath, some expected, others surprising. Ron, looking uncharacteristically pleased with himself, sat beside Lavender Brown, their closeness making it clear that something had changed. His ears were tinged red, whether from excitement or embarrassment, it was hard to tell.

Ryan sat at the Ravenclaw table, enjoying his breakfast while his own dates kept him entertained with their own recollections. Fleur smirked as she whispered something to Yue, who simply nodded with a knowing expression. Hermione seemed more focused on her toast, though the slight pink dusting her cheeks betrayed her thoughts (Yue had slipped her an enchanted mirror and she had peeked at the after hour events between Ryan and the girls she also woke up bright and early to see Rachel waking Ryan up). Rachel flipped through a book as usual while sharing fruits with Nyx on her shoulder. Luna, dug into her morning pudding and bit graham crackers into animal shapes to play with.

Despite the Triwizard Tournament still looming in the background, for now, Hogwarts was simply enjoying the aftermath of a magical night.

The lively chatter in the Great Hall was suddenly interrupted by a commotion at the Gryffindor table. Students turned their heads just in time to see Ron flailing wildly, his face contorted in horror as a swarm of bat-like bogeys assaulted him, courtesy of Ginny's well-aimed Bat-Bogey Hex.

"I'll date and kiss whoever I want!" Ginny declared, her face red with both anger and determination. Without missing a beat, she spun on her heel, grabbed Harry by the front of his robes, and pulled him into a searing kiss in front of the entire hall.

A stunned silence followed. Then, from the teacher's table, Sirius Black let out a loud, appreciative wolf whistle, followed by scattered cheers and laughter from the students.

Ron, still battling the hex, could only splutter, "G-Ginny!" while Seamus and Dean hooted in amusement. Hermione covered her face, sighing at the Gryffindor dramatics, while Luna tilted her head, as if this had been the most obvious outcome all along.

Ryan just smirked, taking another sip of his drink. Hogwarts was never boring.

As for Harry, the poor boy looked torn between happiness and sheer embarrassment, his entire face as red as a Weasley sweater. Ginny, seemingly unfazed, dragged him out of the Great Hall by the wrist, her head held high in triumph.

On her way past Ron, she didn't miss the opportunity to kick him lightly in the ribs. "Prat!" she huffed.

Fred and George immediately burst into applause, whistling and cheering. They had long since learned that their little sister was not to be trifled with unless one had a death wish. Ginny could get downright vicious when she wanted to.

"Won-Won!" Lavender shrieked, throwing herself at Ron, who was still recovering from the hex. The sound alone made several students physically recoil.

Luckily, before the situation could get any worse, Remus Lupin stepped in, lazily waving his wand to vanish the snotty bat-bogeys still tormenting Ron. "There," he said in his usual calm manner, as though dealing with dramatic teenagers before breakfast was just another part of the job.

Sirius, meanwhile, was utterly useless, cackling into his breakfast and thumping the table in amusement.

Luna, who had been watching the whole ordeal with a dreamy smile, turned to me. "I'm glad Ginny is happy. She's wanted to be Mrs. Potter since we were five."

I smirked, taking another bite of toast. "It was a nice thing you did, having her ask him," Luna added.

It really was. The alternative had been Harry continuing to make googly eyes at Cho Chang, and I simply couldn't allow that. Being in the same house as her was already irritating enough—I'd let Cedric deal with her.