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Chapter #45: The chase.

Daphne and Tracey kept following Harry and Hermione. Tracey was hesitant at first, but she quickly became interested, she was the gossiping queen of Hogwarts, but her secrets cost galleons. If they could find what Harry and Hermione were up to, it could be juicy for their enemies.

She knows that Draco would pay lots of gold to get something to destroy Dursley and Granger, so she was going to make a bank with the secrets she could find this evening.

“Hurry up, Daphne!” Tracey encouraged her friend.

Daphne rolled her eyes. Tracey was the one who didn’t want to do this, and now she was the most enthusiastic about it. She couldn’t help but smile at her friend’s newfound attitude.

“Come on, we’re losing them!” Daphne demanded this time, so they hurried up.

However, once they arrived in Hogsmeade’s main street, their plan was destroyed as there were many people, and they were even having a difficult time trying to distinguish themselves from the crowd.

“Shit,” Tracey said. “I can’t see them!” She told Daphne with a worried expression.

“What do we do now?” The blonde asked, trying to see if she could see someone who looked like Granger or Dursley.

“I guess we should better look up in different stores until we find them,” Tracey could only think of doing that.

It wasn’t the most efficient plan, but for sure, that was better than nothing, so they started to look everywhere, and to say that was tiring would be a complete understatement. They looked everywhere, and they couldn't find any sign of them. In the end, they could only give up.

“Ah… This is too tiring, let’s go to the three broomsticks, I want to fuck!” Tracey whispered in Daphne’s ear.

The blonde could only sigh; however, she agreed, she was in the mood for getting her pussy eaten.

“Damn… Look at that beauty,” Tracey said as they saw a beautiful blonde walking close to them.

“Isn’t that Fleur Delacour?” Asked Daphne, surprised.

“Let’s find out… Hey, Fleur,” Tracey greeted the blonde, who smiled and waved at them as she went to the three broomsticks.

Daphne and Tracey couldn’t help but stare at her, dumbfounded. It didn’t matter how many years it had been since the Tri-Wizard tournament; she was looking as fine as always.

“Come on, let’s invite her for a drink and then maybe we can have a threesome with her!” Tracey said, too happy for her own good.

Daphne just rolled her eyes. She was confident about her looks, but Fleur Delacour didn’t look the type who liked to experiment with other women. Still, Daphne couldn’t help but follow her friend; the day had already been a disappointment, so at least they would have the chance to look at that stunning witch before going back to the castle.

When they arrived at the Three Broomsticks, they found Fleur chatting with Rosmerta; however, that didn’t last long as Fleur quickly went to one of the private rooms. Tracey and Daphne were disappointed.

“Shall we get a room ourselves—” Daphne was about to ask.

However, they suddenly saw Harry and Hermione going upstairs to the same room as Fleur.

“What the—” Tracey couldn’t help but say.

“Did you see the same thing as I did?” Asked Daphne, confused. “Did Harry Dursley and Hermione enter the same room as Fleur Delacour?” Daphne questioned, and Tracey nodded furiously.

This situation was very strange. They decided to wait; maybe they were just chatting, and they would soon come downstairs, so Daphne and Tracey decided to get some drinks while they waited for them to come down. However, ten minutes passed, and then twenty, and then half an hour, Tracey and Daphne had three butterbeers each.

“Fuck it, I’m going to do it!” Tracey said out of nowhere.

Daphne was confused by what her friend was planning to do, and then she saw Tracey going in the same direction as Harry, Fleur, and Hermione went. Daphne quickly joined her friend; she knew she should stop this, but she was just as curious as Tracey.

“This is insane… We’re acting like creeps!” Daphne told her friend, who just rolled her eyes.

“Don’t pretend you’re not curious, Daph!” That’s the only thing Tracey told her, and Daphne wanted to argue with her best friend.

However, when they arrived at the door, they didn’t know what to do. The plan was to listen to whatever they could be doing; however, no sound was coming out, and it was obvious that they had cast a silencing charm.

“Fuck… They silenced the room,” Tracey complained.

“Let’s go, Tracey. If we get found out, they’re going to tell the teachers, and we could get expelled, and our parents will send us to those shrines where they people pray to the goddess of magic that we don’t know if it’s real, we’re going to spend the rest of our lives in celibacy!” Daphne said worried.

However, her friend didn’t say anything.

“Tracey, are you listening to—” Daphne’s eyes widened as she saw her friend spying through the door lock.

“Wow… It’s so beautiful!” Tracey said, awed.

Daphne didn’t know what to do; she knew she needed to grab her friend and go back to the castle. However, she decided to cover Tracey with her body to avoid her being found out; it was better to say that they were lost than to say they were spying on a private room.

“Damn, so big!” Tracey couldn’t believe it.

“What is so big?!” Daphne questioned.

Even if she didn’t look like it, the blonde was really curious.

“His cock, look at it… He’s fucking Hermione and Fleur with his huge cock!” Tracey told her friend, and Daphne rolled her eyes.

“Is there something else on your mind aside from sex? I’m not looking at it. The last time I did, you told me Snape was singing, and we almost got caught when we saw him reading a porn magazine!” Daphne complained.

“No, seriously, look,” Tracey made her friend look while she took guard.

“So annoying!” Daphne complained. “I can’t believe you—” The blonde was about to say.

However, her eyes widened as she saw the scene. Fleur and Hermione were completely naked, and they were sucking on his cock, and it was a big cock, Tracey didn’t lie about it when she told her that. The thing was huge; she couldn’t believe it could be real. The thing was at least ten inches.

“What the… How does he carry that between his legs every day and we barely notice?!” Daphne complained, but she couldn’t stop staring.

They didn’t say anything else, they just watched the threesome and switched positions, they watched him fuck them without mercy, eating their pussies, painting their faces with his cum, however, they were soon approached by Rosmerta.

“Hello, ladies, are you lost?” Asked the bartender.

“Oh, yes, our friend… Miss Smith, Oh… Maggie Smith, yes, that’s it… She told us to see her here in this room!” Tracey said with a nervous tone.

Daphne wanted to face palm, but they needed to keep the façade.

“Yeah… That’s why we’ve been trying to open the door, but we can’t, we were about to ask you…” Daphne added, completely embarrassed.

“This is the wrong room, ladies. Maggie Smith is in the next room,” the bartender said before leaving them.

They thanked her, and then felt confused because somehow, their lie worked.