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It didn’t take long for him to realize that he had ended up in a treasure trove. The party environment meant that he was able to convince them to play a round of chess with him while they chatted.

None of them were particularly bad, which didn’t come as a surprise, as the magical world treated it as a more common hobby than the ordinary side. The results were spectacular, enough that their lack of interest for repeat games was a bit of an annoyance.

They were alright.

[Casual Victory, +5 Chess]

[Secondary Special Character Defeated, Ginny Weasley]

[+20 Quidditch]

[Tertiary Special Character Defeated, Cho Chang]

[+10 Quidditch]

[Tertiary Special Character Defeated, Susan Bones]

[+10 Charms]

[Tertiary Special Character Defeated, Susan Bones]

[+10 Herbology]

[Tertiary Special Character Defeated, Lavender Brown]

[+10 Divination]

[Main Character Defeated, Holly Potter]

[+10 Magical Combat]

[Divination Uninitiated -> Basic]

[Herbology Uninitiated -> Basic]

While he expected people around Holly to give more point, none of them being lower than Tertiary was a happy detail. Too bad only Ginny was a Secondary Character.

As for new skills, it was a mixed bag. At basic, Divination was confusingly vague. Maybe it would be more useful if it improved, but it was a difficult call, especially since unlike Charms, he couldn’t combine it with his understanding of Wand Magic for extra inspiration.

Meanwhile, Herbology was very useful in conjunction with his Potions, teaching him how to find, and if necessarily, grow certain ingredients. It was a worthy target for prioritization.

However, while that was tempting, it did not seem easy. After the chess game split into a few parts, the party split into a few parts. Hermione kind of zeroed on Susan, under the impression that she was the one that peeked at them.

He didn’t know what they were talking about, but Susan’s blush was fun. He was happy to leave that issue alone, curious how it would develop. Meanwhile, Holly somehow dragged Hannah and Lavender to her almost as a shield, yet looking at him longingly.

It meant he ended up talking with Cho and Ginny, both interested in Boxing, and how a professional career worked. Admittedly, some of their questions were too absurd, but they seemed to be unaware of that fact.

He was happy to play along, showing Ginny and Cho how to take a basic stance. Admittedly, it would have been even more fun if he were teaching Ginny alone, as her fascination with him after watching him in bed was obvious, but it was still fun.

Teaching two sexy girls about basics of boxing was just as fun.

The opportunity came when Cho went for a quick restroom trip, and Ginny went to the kitchen for a glass of water. He followed Ginny to the kitchen, and found her reaching toward the upper shelf.

He smirked. The best part was that, in the bed, Hermione already agreed to punish their naughty spy, meaning the risk was surprisingly minimal.

He walked behind her, and got the glass for her while also pushing his body against hers. “Let me help,” he teased, keeping her trapped even after he grabbed the glass.

Ginny went still.

“What are you doing?” she whispered, panicked and tense. Voices carried from the other room, Lavender’s laugh distinct.

“I’m getting payment,” he said.

“For teaching,” she said, getting frustrated.

“No. For the show,” he responded, and she froze. “Don’t tell me that you thought you had stayed hidden while fingering yourself.”

“I…” she whispered.

“You stood in the hall like a girl who had never seen a bed used properly, and you watched for a long while. You have been a naughty girl.”

Ginny’s breath came out shaky. “That’s not a reason—”

“Well, I can pull back. All you have to do is admit you’re a little girl who doesn’t dare to finish what she started. A little cowardly kitten,” he said.

“I’m a lioness, not a kitten,” she hissed back, suggesting that he managed to hit a sore spot. “What about Hermione?” she added.

He smirked at the question. He let his hands slide under her skirt, not wasting any time. She parted her legs, allowing him. She was surprisingly slutty. “Thinking about Hermione is my job. Your job is to pay for the show you have tried to watch for free.”

She gulped, going quiet for a beat. “Well, she did cross my brother for dumping him. It’s only fair she experiences a little payback.” He held back a laugh, amused at how quickly she came with an excuse.

Also, he was sure that Ron would be thrilled by the idea of his sister getting bent over as a payback for his own suffering.

He suspected Ron was not Ginny’s favorite brother. At all.

He didn’t waste any time. She hiked her skirt up while he pushed her panties down, and freed his shaft at the same time. Then, he slid inside her, taking advantage of her wetness. His earlier show was paying unexpected dividends.

Ginny braced against the counter while he pressed a hand to her mouth, ensuring that she stayed silent. Though, it didn’t seem to be necessary. Clearly, it was not the first time she was getting a dangerous quickie.

He still kept his mouth pressed against her, as he was confident it would be the best one. He invaded her hard, seating himself to the hilt, pushing her hard enough to force her to her toes. He stayed there while her thighs shook and the tap dripped.

Ginny’s fingers went white on the counter. “So big,” she moaned, then he picked up speed. Soon, she started pushing back, greedy.

He fucked her as hard as he could without adding any slapping sound to the mix, which was only possible thanks to his incredible balance. She moaned into his palm and ground back onto him anyway, surprisingly aggressive, trying to take as much as he gave. He reached around and found her clit with two fingers, adding another jolt.

[Personal Victory, +5 Tantric]

[Secondary Special Character Defeated, Ginny Weasley]

[+15 Quidditch]

[Tertiary Special Character Defeated, Dean Thomas]

[+5 Charms]

[Quidditch Basic -> Intermediate]

He didn’t stop, determined to give her two more orgasms before they stopped. He didn’t know the usefulness of Quidditch, but Charms was a treasure too valuable to stop for a bit of risk.

Especially since Ginny seemed to be more than happy to continue. Though, he stopped a moment to pull her panties completely, stuffing to her mouth to make sure the silence would continue, and also opened a cabinet door to keep their lower half from the view in case anyone walked in, then drilled her hard.

“It’s not easy as watching, is it?” he teased. She just moaned, already lost in pleasure.

&&&

[+15 Tantric]

[+30 Quidditch]

[+14 Charms]

He was already showing Cho a new pattern when Ginny silently returned to the party, very put together, which was no surprise after feeling her cast a few spells that he was able to recognize as cosmetic spells easily thanks to his growing Charms knowledge.

Though, she was lucky that her friends were distracted by their own stuff to notice her dazed expression. Hermione was still busy cornering Susan, who was blushing yet aroused.

Meanwhile, the rest were busy watching his mock-spar with Cho. So, when she spouted an excuse and left, he decided to disappear for the bathroom for a few minutes, giving Hermione the opportunity to end the party.

When he returned, he saw Holly leaving the party with Cho. Holly was clearly avoiding being alone despite her obvious longing, but he suspected Cho had other aims. She stared Holly’s ass a little too much.

In any case, he didn’t mind. Not when Lavender and Hannah had left as well, while Hermione was still talking with a blushing Susan. She seemed to be very shy.

He decided to approach Hermione, dipped her head, and kissed her aggressively right in front of Susan, testing her reaction. What he saw encouraged him, so he stopped wasting time, cupping Hermione’s breasts, making her moan.

“I see you’re sneaking a peek again, Susan,” Hermione whispered. “You enjoy watching, don’t you?” Hermione said.

Susan’s eyes widened, and her breathing quickened. “I don’t …” she started, but when he tugged Hermione’s shirt, sending everything flying, she froze. “I … what?” she stammered.

“Come on, Susan. Don’t tell me that you haven’t enjoyed watching us,” Hermione said. “But, since you haven’t asked permission and been a naughty girl, you deserve a punishment.”

“Hermione—” Susan tried to say.

“On your knees. Now!” Hermione ordered, and Susan followed. “It’s always the quiet ones,” Hermione said. He had to bite his cheek to not laugh at the irony of the statement.

Susan whimpered, but said nothing, which surprised him even more. He trusted himself that he had read Susan’s arousal accurately, but even with that, he didn’t expect Susan to fold like wet tissue paper.

She knelt obediently, right in front of them.

Hermione looked at him, but he gestured her to take the lead. She took a deep breath, confused yet excited. But, like everything, once she started, she attacked with full confidence. “Better. Now, look at me.”

Susan looked up. Hermione hooked her fingers in the neckline of Susan’s conservative shirt and yanked it. The buttons flew all around the living room, showing Susan’s heavy-duty bra that still barely contained her breasts.

When Hermione unhooked her bra, her breasts spilled free, heavy and pale, her nipples already rock hard. Her lips parted open, but when Hermione flicked her nipple, no protest left her mouth, only another moan.

He had to admit, he was surprised by how things had been developing. Susan was even more willing than he expected, but that had nothing compared to how fast Hermione was escalating.

He had already noticed that Hermione lacked middle gears when it came to sex, but watching her dominate Susan was certainly fun.

He watched as Susan, feeling self-conscious, tried to raise her arms. Hermione solved it in a different way. She took a step to stand behind Susan, and yanked her shirt back, which pulled Susan’s arms behind her. “Who told you can cover them?” she admonished.

Susan’s arms twitched, but she obediently allowed Hermione to tie the shirt behind her. Meanwhile, he caught her gaze. She avoided it, but a flush poured across her chest. She was breathing too fast, and her knees had already edged a fraction wider on the tile.

“You have seen me putting a show. Now, you have to pay,” Hermione said. Susan just gulped. “Open your mouth,” she ordered. Susan followed. He still caught her gaze, asking for silent permission, and she nodded quickly.

Sam decided it was enough of an invitation and took a step forward. Susan’s lips parted, and she immediately leaned forward to give it a lick, her enthusiasm apparent. He let her lips wet his shaft before shifting down a bit, putting his shaft into the great valley between her tits.

He couldn’t help it. Her breasts were just that amazing. As he pushed his shaft, Susan moaned. “God, Susan. You’re such a slut,” Hermione said as she spat on his cock, lubricating, then she grabbed Susan’s tits, turning the valley into an amazing envelope.

He didn’t say anything about Hermione’s incredibly hypocritical statement, focusing on his enjoyment. Especially once Hermione leaned down over Susan’s shoulder to capture his crown, turning it into an interesting collaborative effort.

Then, Hermione pulled back and let Susan’s breasts go, instead grabbing her hair. Susan’s lips replaced Hermione’s. “Use your throat more,” Hermione said. “When he comes up, you go down. That’s your apology,” Hermione whispered.

Susan obeyed, taking him deeper, her whimpers surprisingly sexy despite her very clear inexperience.

He hummed happily. He had expected their night to take a turn when Hermione misread the identity of their little voyeur, but not to this degree, and certainly not this quickly. Susan, for all shyness, was messy and eager, and yet Hermione happily pushed for more.

His shaft disappeared in Susan’s throat while she gagged. Hermione watched, flushed, her desire having nothing to do with payback and everything to do with the power she had over Susan. “Deeper,” Hermione whispered.

“How about it, Susan?” he said in a whisper. “Can you go deeper?”

Susan whimpered, but her eyes were filled with desire. “Yes, sir.”

Her obedience made him even harder. He invaded her throat with his even more relentless pace.

Hermione whimpered as she watched the show, her hands still on Susan’s breasts, caressing and mauling, fingers digging deep into Susan’s breasts.

He didn’t blame her. Susan’s breasts were amazing.

He continued to invade her throat while she continued to play with Susan’s breasts, her thumbs rubbing the nipples in aggressive, vicious circles, pausing only to strip herself. Soon, her naked breasts pressing against Susan’s back. “That’s it,” Hermione murmured. “That’s what you get for being a naughty girl.”

Susan moaned around him, vibrations enough to drive him crazy. It was inevitable that he reached his limit soon, so he decided to take his victory. He leaned down, grabbing her breasts while Hermione’s hands were still there.

Her breasts were as sensitive as they were amazing, and she ended up climaxing. He pulled out at the last moment, spraying Susan’s face and breasts.

[Personal Victory, +3 Tantric]

[Tertiary Special Character Defeated, Susan Bones]

[+5 Charms]

Then, he shifted slightly, letting Hermione clean. At the same time, he was considering what to do. Pushing Susan down was a tempting idea, but he didn’t want Hermione to feel neglected. Susan had a spectacular body, but she was ultimately a dalliance.

He truly liked Hermione.

In his own way.

“So, Susan,” he said while he kept his shaft in Hermione’s mouth. “Tell me, how does it compare to watching us in the bedroom?”

Her eyes widened. “What?” she said. “I didn’t peek at you guys.”

He pulled back, letting Hermione take over. “What do you mean you didn’t peek at us?” Hermione said. “You…” she started, then turned to him. “You said…”

“I said I saw a redhead,” he said with a shrug. “You’re the one that decided it was Susan. It must have been Ginny.”

“Oh, no,” Hermione gasped, suddenly shocked, toppling back while trying to take a step back.

“I think that’s enough punishment for Susan, then,” he said, reached down, and untied her arms. Amusingly, Susan was by far the most disappointed party.

“What?” Hermione said.

“You have made a mistake,” he said as he grabbed and threw her on his shoulder. “You need to be punished.”

With that, he took a few steps forward, then stopped and turned back, and saw Susan watching with a sudden sadness. “What are you waiting for, Susan,” he called. “Gather our clothes and follow me. You deserve to watch Hermione’s punishment. After all, you’re the wronged party,” he teased. “Unless you want to leave.”

Her face showed what she preferred.

He threw her on the bed, and patted Susan so that she knew where to sit. Hermione immediately shifted onto all fours. When Susan sat where he pointed, he was already in Hermione, fucking her hard.

Though, he appreciated her initiative of getting undressed as well. She looked even better naked.

He would have ordered Susan to spank Hermione, but it was clear that she wouldn’t have enjoyed that. Instead, he grabbed her hair, and pulled her so that her cheek was pressing against Hermione’s ass. “Let’s give you a good view of Hermione’s punishment. It’s your right as the wronged party,” he said.

“Yes,” Susan moaned.

He used one hand to spank Hermione while he also drilled her. Susan enjoyed the view enough to stay there, freeing his other hand to explore Susan’s incredible body. Frankly, he had no idea whether he would ever see Susan again, let alone anytime soon, and pushing his Charms skill into at least Intermediate was a fun idea as well.

Not that it was something he had any trouble in the first place.

Susan whimpered under his fingers, yet happily watched the show. She still said nothing

He plunged deeper, making Hermione whimper with pleasure.

[Personal Victory, +5 Tantric]

[Secondary Special Character Defeated, Hermione Granger]

[+5 Wand Magic Theory]

Only when Hermione climaxed, he pull out, letting her catch her breath. He turned to Susan. “Susan. Tell me what you want while we’re waiting for Hermione to recover,” he said.

Hermione tried to protest, but since she was unable to put together actual words together, it didn’t make her point. Her eyes widened. She said nothing, but she lay on her back, and her legs parted open.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Susan?” he asked, teasing as he hovered above her. It was part teasing, but he also wanted to make sure she didn’t have the same kind of a curse with Pansy. He couldn’t feel any, but it was better safe than sorry.

“Yes,” she whimpered.

He was happy to push, her tightness spectacular. It was not her time, but from her reaction, it might as well have been. As he moved, he grabbed Hermione’s hair, and dragged her to Susan’s breasts, still covered with his earlier explosion.

Hermione happily licked it off.

Soon, he pulled Hermione onto Susan directly. Her bosom might be modest compared to Susan, but pressing together, it looked spectacular.

He was glad that his endurance had improved greatly since he had received the System, because a long night awaited him…