Griffins Pride v2 - Chapter 2 (Patreon)

The rest of the week went well enough. Professor Moody, he was not Grandpa Al in the classroom, was eccentric even by wizard standards. Harry was the only student in the year that was prepared for the experience. Breaking out the Unforgiveables in the first class was a bit much. Harry wasn't as bothered as the others due to his extensive training. Neville took it the worst, but they were able to get him back to his usual self by dinner. Ron mentioned there was a new patch of something that appeared at the edge of the garden at the Burrow. That led to Neville grilling him about how it looked, the coloration, root system, and scent. Ron was able to get Ginny to help fill in the details. Neville had been so focused on identifying the mystery plant that he didn't even think about DADA for the rest of the day.

Harry didn't have to meet with Andi or Narcissa since it was the first of the school year. His mother had given him that much of a respite.  Hermione didn't. When she wasn't working hard to try to unseat him as the top student, she was running around with the time-turner. Harry had tried to talk her out of using it for extra classes, but it hadn't worked. Her competitive nature spurred her on.

Lily wasn't impressed when she found out that Hermione had been given a time-turner once more.  He was able to talk to his mother about taking it easy on his friend. She would assign busy work that would make a Firstie bored. He would never let Hermione know, but Lily had gone on to convince most of the staff had agreed to give her specialized assignments with longer deadlines. They told her that it was designed for her alone. Technically it was, but it was also mostly meant to keep her from burn out.

Ron ran interference when she started to get wise to the change. He would suddenly have a problem with an assignment that was incredibly easy. The ginger had a special talent like none other. He could get her frustrated enough to take a break on her own. It made Harry realize that there were hidden depths to Ron that he hadn't seen before.

It was only the first week and they had already got a plan in place to keep Hermione from driving herself crazy. Unfortunately, Harry had been so focused on his friend that he hadn't taken the time to get something set for himself. Angela was happy to add Quidditch to his weekly schedule along with the extra tutoring with Andi, Narcissa, and his mother. She wasn't going to let the team get soft just because there wasn't a House Cup this year. Harry could only hope that his time with Pansy wouldn't compound his workload too much. If he was lucky, he could use the studying time with her to focus on his own stuff as well.

Harry smiled as he made his way to the third-floor corridor. He found the room where Fluffy had been protecting the trap door. Thankfully, the scent of dog had dissipated, though it was still there just a little. It wasn't bad enough to cause an issue. He hoped that by the end of the Practical Magic portion of the study session the smell would be completely gone. Now the room appeared to be setup as a classroom, but Pansy had already taken the initiative to clear a spot in the center of the room.

"Potter," She turned to face him. "About time you got here."

"I'm early," Harry shook his head. "What did you want to work on first? Charms or Practical?"

"Let's start with Charms," Pansy said. "Thanks for this, Potter."

"Of course," Harry gave her a gentle smile. "And call me Harry already."

They spend the next few hours going through Charms and Practical. Different wand movements, combinations, and how to string them together. She managed to convince him to add in some dueling as well. Pansy was coming along nicely. They briefly covered theory as well. Thankfully, it was the actual spell-work that she needed help with. They worked on the written work as well. It felt nice to focus on something other than the constant training his mother put him through.

Harry settled into a chair. It was one that they had cleaned during the practice with Practical Magic. Once she had a handle on that Harry focused on various applications other than cleaning. Charms were easier once they had a handle on it.

"I think we're good for today," He said as he wiped some sweat from his brow.

Pansy was a better duelist than he had expected. She didn't push him to his limits, but she had kept him on his toes. He focused more on dodging too, which used a lot more energy than shields or redirecting incoming spells.

"Come on, Potter," Pansy pouted. "How about another hour? Maybe two? Don't tell me you're ready to call it in."

"I have assignments of my own, you know," Harry chuckled.

"Please?" She continued to pout.

Harry had to admit, she looked good. He had appreciated the fishnet stocking that she wore under her skirt. She had kept her school skirt on but had on a blouse that was tighter than the uniform. Pansy took a seat opposite of him. She stretched out her legs and let out a little moan in pleasure.

He tried to keep his eyes from trailing along her body. Her legs were just too good to ignore. She caught him looking and gave a coy smile. Harry tried to get back into the right frame of mind. The view was just too good. Her shoe clattered to the floor. Pansy smoothly ran her foot up his leg up to his crotch.

"What are you doing?" Harry squeaked.

"Are you sure I can't convince you to stay for a little longer?" Pansy pouted.

Harry almost came on the spot when he felt her foot touch his cock. It grew to full hardness with just a few strokes.

"Yes?" He croaked out. "What was the question?"

Pansy pulled her foot back and stood up and walked to him before swishing her wand to lock the door once more so no one walking by got a free show. Apparently, there were a few charms she knew well enough to cast silently. She also rotated his chair, so he was facing her instead of the table. With another swish of her wand, she applied a cushioning charm in the stone floor before dropping to her knees.

"Just sit back and relax Potter," Pansy teased.

Harry woman before, so he was way over his head. All he wanted was not to make an ass out of himself. He wasn't sure if Pansy was going to brag about this, but he still wanted to do his best either way.

Pansy put her hands on his knees before slowly dragging them to the bulge in his pants. She undid his button and pulled his pants down a massive pole smacked against her chin. She wrapped both of her hands one on top of each other around his cock with almost an inch to spare.

"Sweet Morgana, are you part giant or something?" She muttered.

Harry tried not to let the comment go to his head. He didn't know how much experience Pansy had with other guys and now was not the time to ask.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" He asked. Silently, he really hoped she didn't back out now. He would stop if she told him, but it would be an uncomfortable walk back to his dorm.

"Potter, this is a beaters bat," Pansy licked her lips in expectation.

Never one to turn away from a challenge she rubbed his cock on the side of her face as one of her hands began to caress the head. She didn't waste any more time she kissed the base of his shaft and even licked his smooth balls before dragging her tongue slowly up the shaft.

His entire body tingled from the afterglow of the earlier exercise. The feeling ramped up even more from her pleasurable ministrations. Her tongue moved so slowly it was maddening. He wanted to yell for her to just suck it already.

When her tongue finally reached the top of his crown she was rewarded with a dose of pre-cum leaking out of the tip. She was surprised with his taste. It was raw magic that sent a jolt through her body. Pansy wrapped her lips around the head she felt his hips buck. She hummed in approval as his hands shot to her hair. He was too much of a gentleman to force her head lower.

Harry looked down at the young woman trying to loosen him up and was struck by how hot she looked. Her black lipstick left streaks on his shaft and her eyeliner had started to run down her cheeks. It was at that moment she locked eyes with him. She continued to bob, a little deeper each time. As they locked eyes she tried to take him deeper but struggled to get more than half. Her lips popped as she pulled away. Pansy made sure to maintain eye contact before she pulled her breasts from her shirt. She was very proud of her breasts. Usually, she hid them with a tight bra and the baggy uniform to avoid too much attention from the Snake Pit. Her breasts couldn't wrap completely around his shaft, but they were big enough to do what she wanted.

Harry was now licking his lips. They were the biggest breasts he had seen so far. He hadn't expected them on Pansy. He hoped she would do something amazing with them. His brain went blank as he stared.

"You're a boobs guy?" Pansy laughed.  

Harry just nodded dumbly in reply.

"Not everyone gets to see them. You should feel privileged. How does it feel to know they are about to be wrapped around your cock?" Her voice was a purr.

Her words made his cock twitch like crazy. Pansy smiled wickedly. Painfully slow, she did just that and wrapped her tits around his beaters back then went back to slathering the head with kisses and licks.

Harry couldn't stop his moans as her pillowy soft globes were rubbing his cock along his shaft. All the while she kept on sucking the head. The only other girls in Hogwarts who could have done this were Lavender or Susan. Of course, that only happened in his dreams. This was real and not a fantasy. His hands were now just stroking through her hair affectionately. He didn't see a need to guide her deeper.

"I'm close," His voice was strained as he tried to hold out.

Pansy wanted to smile at the manners to give her a heads up. She had heard from her fellow Slytherin witches that most guys lacked the common sense to warn girls. Pansy would have pulled back but with the tease of a taste of his pre-cum she was curious as to how his actual cum tasted. She didn't have to wait long before she felt his hands tighten in her hair. His cock twitched hard and wild as the first rope hit her tongue. As she expected it was pretty tasty and she had no problem gulping it down and not letting it pool in her mouth. Just like with his pre-cum, it was loaded with magic. Instead of a little zip along her spine, her entire body was alight with his power.

Harry just slumped in the chair feeling almost completely drained. But his eyes never left his partner as she sucked him dry and even gave his cock one last tongue bath before getting off her knees. As Pansy stood up she was shocked his cock wasn't softening like she expected. She kept staring at it waiting for it.

"Is this normal?" Never had a boy been able to go soon after cumming before.

Harry chuckled. He wasn't about to ask her how many other guys she had slept with. Gryffindors were brave, not suicidal.

"I usually have to cum two or three times before it goes down," Harry said with a nod.

He tried to stand only for Pansy pushed back into the chair.

"Pansy?" He asked.

"I can't let you leave like that," She teased as she stood up in front of him.

Before he could say anything in reply she reached under her skirt. Pansy did a cute little wiggle of her hips as she removed her panties. Then she gathered her skirt up out of the way. With a saucy smirk she mounted his lap. She had to adjust a little as his cock was rested against her hot, wet pussy.

Harry could feel her hands scrambling, trying to get to his cock lined up. Her skirt was getting in the way, blocking her view, but he had a great angle. Harry gripped her hips and lifted her up to make things easier on her. She let out a shuddering breath as she took his thick nob.

"You can go slow," Harry's voice shuddered as her warmth enveloped the head of his cock.

Pansy grinned at him and dropped down to take the first few inches.

"Fuck me already," She growled.

She had barely spoken the words when his grip tightened on her hips once more. Harry held on tight before he pulled her down on his cock to take the full length.

Her mouth just fell open as she shook.

"FUCK!" Her hips started to buck on instinct. Her legs shook with pleasure.

Harry held in his laughter but couldn't help but give a smug smile.

Pansy had never felt so full before than when she had in this moment. His cock reached deeper than she ever thought possible. Pansy absolutely loved it. She didn't care if she walked with a limp tomorrow, or the rest of the week, she needed him to fuck her. She didn't waste any more time, she started to move her hips as fast and hard as possible.

Harry was caught off guard by the aggressiveness attack. His hands naturally went her plump ass. He gripped it hard as he started to fuck her harder. Her ass was soft enough for his fingers to sink in to get a good grip. Her moans were echoing around the room as she rode fucking Harry Potter. Even with the dress muffling some sound she could hear the wet sounds of her pussy as Harry vigorously fucked her.

"So. Fucking. Good," She punctuated each word with a deep bounce on his cock.

Harry enjoyed the ride. He was glad that he had just cum so he could last a while, otherwise he would have lost it already. He could feel the edge of her skirt against his balls every time he hilted himself inside her. The pleasure melted his brain with how tight she was. He could feel his orgasm slowly building.

Pansy was so close to her first real orgasm of the night.

Harry loved how Pansy's breasts bounced in front of his face. He acted on instinct as he leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Moving his other hand from her ass to her free breast both of them some well-deserved love. He made sure to suck her nipple just as hard as she sucked his cock.

"Ahh...I'm cumming," That was all she got out before her pussy clamped down.

Her hands held face to her chest as she continued to ride out her orgasm. She babbled and moaned as she experienced the biggest, mind-melting orgasm of her life. Her whole body was alight with pleasure as her thoughts slowly came back to her.

Harry had managed to gather his thoughts enough to get some of his wits back. He hugged Pansy tight against him and stood before set her on a nearby desk. She let out a loud squeak as she was picked up without warning.

He planted his feet to get more power on his thrusts.

"Potter," She managed to mumble out.

She wanted to say something more, but the mental fortitude escaped her when he thrust back into her more power than before. Harry shifted his grip back to her hips as he increased the speed of his thrusts. As much as he wanted to leave a good impression he focused on his orgasm now. She had shown she take all of him, so he had no problem really pounding deep into her pussy.

Harry tried to look his partner in the eyes, but her breasts demanded his attention.

"Merlin, your tits are amazing," Harry grunted out.

They were a happy surprise. He wanted to make sure she knew how much he appreciated him, and he couldn't help but voice his thoughts.

The compliment she arched her back in an effort to give him a hint. Her mind was going blank with the amount of pleasure that was coursing through her body. He took the hint and buried his face in between her shapely orbs. She could feel the frames of his glasses graze her skin. The slight pinch along with his mouth, which rasped along her skin. With all this stimulation she was being pushed to her second orgasm of the night.

"I'm… I'm going to cum," Harry could feel her pussy massaging the cum from his balls.

He thought she would tell him to pull out, but she moaned loudly in reply. With one last, deep thrust he let loose inside of her hungry pussy. The last bit of his energy drained out of him with each blast of cum. He collapsed with his weight on her as he rode out his orgasm.

Pansy was basking in the warmth spreading through her lower half due to the load Potter just pumped into her. She whimpered in pleasure as she ran her fingers through his wild black hair.

"Feel any better?" She asked

"Definitely," Harry gave her a fuck drunk smile.

A thrill of nervousness seeped into his voice now that the fire inside started to ease. The realization that he had just fucked Pansy Parkinson started to sink in. Not only that, but he also filled her full of his cum. This had the potential to cause a lot of complications.

"What…" He cleared his throat. "What does this mean for us?"

"Us?" Pansy shook her head. "Well, I still need your help in Charms and Practical Magic. I guess that makes us study buddies with benefits."

She paused to wait for his reply.

"I can agree to that," Harry said with a smile.

"Good," She patted him on the shoulder. "Now, get up. You're heavier than you look."

"You don't want to keep studying?" Harry pushed himself to his feet.

"After that?" Pansy clicked her tongue. "I'll be lucky if I can feel my legs before curfew."

"I could help you get back," Harry offered.

"Potter," She shook her head. "You already got up my skirt, you don't have to keep trying to charm me."

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Harry spent the rest of the weekend in shock. It wasn't until Monday that he realized he hadn't done any of his own assignments. Thankfully, it was the first week of the new year, so he did not miss much. Plus, his grades were already the top of the class. If anything, it gave Hermione a little bit of hope that she could knock him out of the spot.

Everything seemed to go back to normal by the end of the day. Pansy didn't acknowledge him any more than usual. She treated him the same as she had before their tryst in Fluffy's old room. Part of him felt a little jilted, but there was a much larger part that was happy that things were still normal. He didn't think he could handle a girlfriend on top of the extra training. The only real respite he had this year was that they had cancelled quidditch. Even then, Angela planned for the team out in the air whenever they could get time on the field. She had booked the field for Friday after classes up aside from Hogsmeade weekends. They wouldn't let her sign up for any more time after the other schools were scheduled to arrive.

He made it to Wednesday evening without an issue. Narcissa had asked him to meet her in her new classroom. When he arrived, he found the gorgeous blonde with her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She was dressed in a robe that was form fitting around her torso, but loose around her legs. It wasn't quite a corset bodice, but it still did wonderful things to her breasts. Her usual look was flowing, regal robes with her hair down.

"Mister Potter." Narcissa arced an eyebrow as she caught him staring.

The 'professor' tone she used sent an unexpected thrill straight to his crotch.

"Professor Malfoy." He choked out.

"Oh, come now, Harry." Narcissa teased. "I get that enough from everyone else."

Harry let out a sigh of relief.

"Did Lily tell you what we would be working on?" Narcissa asked.

Harry shook his head.

"I was hurt that you didn't choose my class over Andi's." She pouted.

That caused a much stronger rush through his body. Andi and Cissa were two of the first women he had fantasized about. After his mother, but he tried not to think about that. It wasn't his fault that Lily Potter was a drop-dead gorgeous woman.

"Sorry, Cissa." Harry blushed. "I'm going to take your class after Christmas Break."

"Hm." She looked away from him, but the smile on the corner of her lips told him she wasn't truly upset. "For training we'll cover more of the Black Family Magic. Andi, while a Black by birth, cannot teach family magic to anyone not her direct offspring unless given permission by the Head of House. Sirius would be fine with that, but she's going to cover other things while I handle this."

Harry nodded in understanding. Family magic was a complicated thing.

"Does that mean you can teach Draco?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"No." Narcissa rolled her eyes. "Sirius used his title to prohibit me from teaching any Black Family magic to 'a spawn of Malfoy' as he put it."

Harry laughed.

"Glad you think it's funny." Narcissa sighed. "I still get headaches for that."

"Sorry." He said, both knew he didn't mean it.

Narcissa closed, locked, and sealed the door. The familiar sound sparked the memory of his time with Pansy to the front of his mind. He shook the thoughts from his head. The last thing he needed was more of a reason to get an erection around Narcissa.

"Now." She stepped into the center of her classroom. "Let's get started."

The Black Family Magic was focused heavily on combat and leaned toward the darker side of things. Most magic wasn't classified as dark or light, but a spell that was designed specifically to melt a person from the inside out didn't have any positive uses. It was also a lot more physical than he had expected. While the spells could be blocked by a shield, they hit hard enough to shatter one pretty fast. That and whoever had created them had taken defensive magic into account. That left dodging as the main option.

Narcissa started out teaching him on inanimate objects and creatures she conjured. She gave him an explanation of each spell before they moved on to the next. Then, she ran him ragged casting the spells at him. Granted, she would announce it beforehand, tell him how to identify it, and then question him on the best defense before actually casting it. After that, he would try it against her.

She waved him over to her office just when he thought they were done. He recognized the gold hourglass that she removed from a heavily charmed lockbox. It was a modified Time Turner. The artifact still only moved them back one hour per, but it worked on a single room rather than an individual. Granted, the room had to be under a certain size. It was also limited to six turns per use. Still, it was a much smoother process.

What really shocked him was how her office was arranged. A strange looking padded table took up the center of the room. Her desk and locked storage were pushed to the side to make space.

"Strip and lay face-first on the table." Narcissa ordered as she turned the hourglass over.

"What?" Harry said a little too loud.

"The body is an important part of magic." Narcissa explained. "We'll end each session with a massage to encourage the flow of magic through your body."

"Oh." Harry said. "And I have to be naked because?"

"The oils take forever to get out of clothing." Narcissa said it like it was obvious.

"Of course." Harry nodded. "Turn around?"

"Please." Narcissa teased. "I've seen you run naked through the house many times."

"I was five." Harry grumbled. "Will you ever let that go?"

"No." Narcissa stated. "I'll turn away. Strip down, wrap a towel around your waist, then get on the table."

Harry shrugged as he waited for her to turn around before he got undressed. He was glad it was face-down. That last thing he needed was for her to see how his dick was already half-hard. He felt the table shift slightly then a weight settled on the back of his thighs.

He tried to think of anything to keep his mind off of the fact that a gorgeous, sexy witch was currently straddling his body. Harry ran thought wand movements, spell theory, and dueling techniques. All of that was for naught as he felt warm oil pour onto his back. He was going to say something, but his words stuck in his throat.

Narcissa started to massage his back. She started around his shoulders and meticulously worked the oil into his muscles. Harry had no idea he had been sore. It felt amazing. Her hands moved in circular patters up and down his torso.

"You are a powerful wizard, Harry." Narcissa spoke softly as her hands worked magic on his muscles.

"Thank you." Harry mumbled.

"It's a statement, not a compliment." Narcissa tickled his ribs.

Harry wiggled and let out a little laugh.

"I can still say thank you." Harry teased right back.

"Don't interrupt." Narcissa swatted him on the bum.

Harry squeaked in shock.

"Your body is a container for your magic." Narcissa returned her ministrations to his back. "There is a reason Aurors have fitness training along with the magical. This isn't just a massage; it encourages the flow of energy through your body. It works out blockages as well as helping your muscles relax."

Narcissa leaned over and started to work down one of his arms. Harry went stiff as he felt her naked flesh against his. Her breasts pressed against his back. The stiff nubs of her nipples traced shapes as she moved up and down his arms.

"You are so tense." Narcissa sighed.

"Are you naked?" Harry whispered.

"Yes." Narcissa did a quick pass of his back to loosen the muscles once more. "I told you that the oil is frustrating to get out of clothing. You don't expect me to ruin one of my favorite robes, do  you?"

She was practically stretched out completely against him. Her lips were just short of touching his ear.

"No." Harry shivered.

"Good." Narcissa sat up. "Now, turn over."

"What?" Harry said a little too loud.

"Turn over, I need to work on your chest." Narcissa said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Are you going to get up so I can turn over?" Harry dropped his voice down to a whisper.

"No." Narcissa laughed. "I'm covered in oil, and I'd rather not slip. I'll raise up a little to give you room."

Harry took a deep breath. He closed his eyes. Gathering up every ounce of courage, he turned over. Much to his horror, the towel bunched up on his hip as he rolled. He was now completely nude as Narcissa straddled his thighs. His cock was rock hard. It gave a heavy thump against her stomach. He would have been incredibly embarrassed if not for the fact that he was entranced. Narcissa was completely naked. To make it even harder to think, the trimmed patch of her blonde bush ticked the bottom of his shaft. Her breasts were full and had hardly any sag. Pert, pink nipples drew his eyes. They were hard, either from arousal or exposure to air. He didn't care either way.

"Mister Potter." Narcissa gasped in mock-horror. "I am a married woman. How dare you take such liberties with me."

"S-s-sorry." Harry didn't take his eyes off her breasts.

"This is highly inappropriate." Narcissa scooped closer so as to press her crotch against his shape. "I am old enough to be your mother."

His shaft twitched. There was no way she didn't feel that.

"Don't worry." Narcissa started to rock on his lap. "That will be our little secret."

She worked her wet slit along the bottom of his shaft. Narcissa leaned forward so more. Her new position allowed her to work her lower lips up and down his full length. She rested her hands on his chest and sped up.

"Poor, little me." She purred. "All alone with a powerful wizard. Whatever shall I do?"

"What…" Harry let out a groan. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"You don't know." She clicked her tongue. "Powerful wizards need witches to settle their magic. Without release, you'll feel like a spring wound too tight. Your magic can become unstable."

Narcissa stopped talking. She concentrated on rocking on his lap. Harry couldn't hold back anymore. His hands went to her tits. He rolled her nipples between his fingers and was rewarded with the wonderful sound of her moan.

"That's it." Narcissa said under her breath. "That's a good boy."

Harry didn't know why, but that sent a thrill through his body. He didn't really care either. His hands left her breasts and shifted to her hips. He lifted her up as she reached the apex of her motion. They moaned in unison as the head of his cock popped inside of her heat.

"Mister Potter." Narcissa purred. "What do you think you are doing?"

Harry paused. In his current state he couldn't figure out if she was teasing him or actually asking. Narcissa took the initiative. She moved her hands from his chest to his shoulders. Her fingers squeezed as she sunk down lower on his shaft.

"Oh, Harry." Narcissa cooed. "Such a good boy. Such a big boy."

Harry's eyes rolled back in his head as she worked herself lower. She tortured him with her motions. Narcissa would take a little of him, then raise herself up, before she sank back down deeper. Her pace was steady and smooth.

"Now, Harry." Narcissa's voice shook. "This is a very important lesson."

Harry opened his eyes as he nodded. Narcissa started to bounce.

"A wizard of your power needs release once a week at the very minimum." She leaned back and pushed her chest out.

Harry took the hint and started to grope her breasts once more. His hands on her hips were wasted. She braced herself on his legs as she stretched herself back to give him a full view of her body. It also served to get him even deeper. His crown bumped into something inside of her.

"Right there." Narcissa increased her intensity. "Right there. Oh, fuck, right there."

Narcissa shook as an orgasm rocketed through her body. She let out a long, loud moan as she reached her peak. Harry clamped his hands on her hips. He lifted her up just enough to give himself some room. His hips snapped up, pushing himself deep into her, and fucking her through her orgasm. The clap-clap-clap of their bodies echoed in the office.

Vaguely, he was aware that the table was scooting across the floor with each thrust. The sound of wood dragging across stone joined in the symphony of their coupling and her moans.

"Don't stop." Narcissa wailed. "Don't you dare fucking stop."

Harry growled and put more power behind each thrust. He watched in hungry satisfaction as her breasts bounced rapidly before him. Harry braced his feet against the table as Narcissa slammed down to take his full length.

She let out a shocked cry as the new position rocked her forward. Her hands moved just in time to catch her fall. She gave Harry a drunken smile as he took control even from below her. He didn't hesitate to capture her full lips in a kiss. Narcissa stiffened for a brief moment before she kissed him back. She opened her lips to grant his tongue access.

They lost themselves in the kiss. His hips moved on pure instinct without a conscious effort. It wasn't until he felt a tightening in his balls that he broke the kiss. Harry hooked a hand under her arm, latching onto her shoulder while the other clamped down on her hip. He used both grips to pull her down tightly against him.

Harry let out a loud moan as the first rope of cum erupted inside of her. He rocked his hips with each shot, desperate to get as much of his cum inside of her as deep as he could. Narcissa's jaw dropped. Her body shook with each pulse. His hot cum filled her body with warmth. The magic packed inside his seed made every nerve in her body tingle with an intensity that made her teeth chatter.

"Oh, oh, Harry." Narcissa leaned forward and placed a quick series of light kisses against his lips. "That was so naughty. So, so naughty. Filling your professor with cum. Such potent, powerful seed."

She rested her head on his shoulder. Her hand absently rubbed her belly. The warmth felt wonderful. Harry's entire body relaxed.

"Are we ending each training session like this?" Harry asked hopefully.

"You are incorrigible." Narcissa teased, then kissed him again. "I did say a powerful wizard does need to find release at least once a week. If I must, I will take the responsibility to assist in the process."

"Very noble of you." Harry chuckled.

"We'll have to do something about this table though." Narcissa wiggled a little.

The table protested loudly.

"I don't think it could take much more of this." Narcissa sighed. "Shame. They just aren't the same if you repair them with magic. I'll have to commission a new one."

"I'll pay for it." Harry offered.

"You're a sweetheart." Narcissa squeezed the muscles in her pussy.

Harry let out a moan as she clasped his cock that was still inside of her. He didn't want that to change any time soon. Harry shimmied on the table, making sure she was fully rooted on his cock.

"My, my." Narcissa's voice came out breathy. "Mister Potter, if I didn't know any better I would say you're trying to breed me."

Harry blinked at the thought. He should have been freaked out. The thought of getting Narcissa pregnant hadn't even crossed his mind when he had filled her. In fact, he hadn't thought about it when he came inside of Pansy either. Instead of panic, he felt a rush of something else through his body. His cock twitched inside of her.

"Do you like that?" Narcissa started to run her fingers along his chest. "Do you like thinking of my belly swollen with your child?"

Harry growled. He locked eyes with her. Words escaped him.

"Save it for next time." Narcissa kissed him. She nipped his bottom lip as she pulled away. "I need some time to recover. Mind-numbing sex was not part of the plan tonight."

"Next time." Harry smiled at her. "I like the sound of that."

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NOTE
Minor changes to this chapter. Chapter 3 onward is entirely new content.