Harry Potter and Millicent Bulstrode.

All of this is written with the intend to entertain. Please be mindful that English is a second language to this writer, and that mistakes do happen.

Other than that, please do also be mindful that it’s not canon simply a writing meant in fun.

Also be mindful that this is a story not meant in the broader context of Harry Potter and his harem, simply a short story where some things could have been, if things had been different… a lot different.

With that said, I do hope it bring some amusement or entertainment.

Next up, some writings of Harry‘s and Narcissa’s adventures together.

Thank you ♥️
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Millicent Bulstrode was in the library with her best friend Pansy Parkinson.

Pansy Parkinson kept going on and on about hers and Malfoys date in Hogsmeade æast week.

Normally MIllicent wouldn’t mind her friend her moment in the sun with her crush, but after 3 long days in a row where nothing else had been on the agenda, Millicent was ready to strangle Pansy… or at least shove her book down her throat.

But, Millicent had received a proper upbringing, so she just kept letting Pansy talk.

“But enough about me and Malfoy… What's happening in your life, Millicent?”

“Oh you do remember my name, what a lovely confirmation.”

“Oh come on, Millie, I am just so happy! Malfoy finally did me… in the alley behind the candy store…”

Millicent rolled her eyes.

“No man in your life?” Pansy asked.

Millicent growled. “No, no man in my life, and I intend on keeping it that way.”

As Parkinson and Millicent walked by a table, they failed to notice or maybe they simply didn’t care to, that a boy with dark hair and glasses was watching them very closely… or at least Millicent… very closely.

It was Harry Potter. He was in the library with his friend Ron to study for a test in Potions. Whatever good it would do them. They were gonna fail… but by studying they could at least be sure to only get detention and not be expelled by Snape.

Harry had with long eyes followed the movements of Millicent Bulstrode as she walked up and down the bookshelves placing the books she had borrowed on their rightful places. It was so unusual for a Slytherin to do that. But she did… allowing Harry to observe her ass… and what an ass.

Millicent was a bit on the larger side, but that just meant more ass to enjoy. Harry was starving for Millicent Bulstrode. Every chance he got he spent looking her over. It had already cost him two pots in Potions… Snape was really pissed at him. Harry couldn’t help it. Whenever Millicent was nearby… he was ready to burst out whenever he saw her.

It had almost gone pear shaped a few weeks ago. He had unexpectedly run into Millicent and he had ended up touching her and looking her directly in her beautiful face…

“Merlin’s balls, look what you made me do, Potter!” Had she said as she had pushed him aside. Harry had run into her and made her drop her load of papers and notes.

Harry had simply nodded and sought to help her collect her papers from the floor.

In a few blessed seconds of silence they collected papers and pargements in each pile. Harry had been able to sniff Millicent’s hair… her shampoo was simply divine to him.

When it was done they stood up and Harry handed Millicent her papers.

“I am very sorry, Millicent…” Harry said.

“Watch where you are bloody going in the future, Potter!”

Millicent angrily took the papers from him and in a few short awkward seconds they stood in front of each other… there was an unmistakable silence between them that Harry simply didn’t understand. Millicent had her papers… shouldn’t she just walk away from him in disgust as she usually would… but no… it was almost as if she… she… expected something.

Her eyes met Harry’s and he felt how his insides froze solid.

“Urgh… whatever…” Millicent growled and spun around and away from him.

Harry swallowed and then he bursted out: “Millicent, wait…!"

What magic was this??? Millicent… she waited…?

She stopped and Harry saw her slightly turn around… to look at him.

Harry tried to form the words; “Will you follow me to Hogsmeade this next Saturday?

But for some odd reason… as if he was cursed… he couldn’t form the words… they simply wouldn’t come…

“I don’t have time for this…” Millicent said… and Harry heard that… she sounded a little… disappointed?

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Harry had played that incident in his mind at least a million times the last few weeks. In some of his wildest fantasies he and Millicent ran to the nearest toilet and began to mercilessly fuck each other… but… that was just a fantasy.

Harry had wondered… what if he had actually invited her out… what would have happened?

A date? A relationship? A crash burn?

Whatever he had missed out on, he surely was regretting not getting the chance… whatever he had missed… he surely missed something… and had he gotten the time to spend just a few hours with Millicent, at least he would have learned something about her. Perhaps that she was awful, and that he was better off without her… or that she was wonderful and that he and she could have something together.

Whichever scenario he had missed… he sure missed it.

“Still looking long for Millicent Bulstrode, huh, Harry?”

Harry looked at Ron.

“I don’t get what you see in her… she is at least twice as broad as Pansy… “

“That just means there is more to hold onto…”

Ron laughed. But Harry meant every word.

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Finally… When it was obviously futile to pretend that there was any way around their looming catastrophe in Potions class, Harry and Ron left the library. Harry walked upstairs, as he needed to frequent the restroom. Usually he would masturbate in his bed at night, but he was simply too hard to ignore it.

So he made a B-line for the restrooms.

As he turned a corner…

“Ooof”

Then the sound of cracking pottery.

Harry had walked into someone… again… and that someone… was none other than… Millicent Bulstrode… again…

Harry looked at her and he was deeply regretful.

Millicent looked at him with a mix of anger and sadness.

She had dropped something that looked like a plant in a very nice vase.

Harry saw it was a small rose bush and the vase was probably homemade.

Millicent seemed broken… heartbroken.

“Millicent, I… “

But she had knelt down.

Harry did so too, and as he did he pulled out his wand.

He swung it around as he said: Reparo.

The vase and the rose bush flew up and the vase flew back together again, and the rose collected the earth around it’s roots and flew into the now whole vase again. The plant looked as good as new.

Millicent looked relieved and sent Harry a gaze.

“Didn’t I tell you to watch where you are going?”

Harry nodded. “Yes you did…”

“Typical guys…” Millicent said as she stood back up. “They never listen… and they never notice…”

Millicent walked briskly by Harry and Harry saw something odd… tears… in her eyes…

“Millicent?”

Harry reached for her, but she was already way out of her grasp.

Later that evening, Harry was once again in his bed with a muggle magazine of naked women. He was masturbating for the third time, because for some reason whenever he ran into Millicent, he simply couldn’t get it down.

“Harry? Harry?”

The sound of Hermione’s voice out in the hall did nothing to dissuade his effort to relieve himself. He had Quidditch practice later, and he knew from past experience that flying on a broom with such a massive hard on was a bad idea.

The door to his room opened and Hermione stood in the door. She saw him on his bed. And what he was doing didn’t escape her.

“Urgh, Harry Potter, really?”

“What? I have to do it… I can’t fly like this…”

“Harry Potter, I came in to talk to you because I have a bone to pick with you.”

“Urgh, Hermione please don’t mention the word ‘bone’… but if it's true then please… come and help me out.”

Hermione saw his gesture towards his hard on, and she rolled her eyes at him. Then she walked over the side of his bed and grabbed hold of his cock and began to masturbate him. Hermione and Harry were true friends, even if, as now, Hermione was a little angry with him.

She was good, no question. Harry removed the magazine and simply enjoyed the handling. But Hermione it seemed weren’t done with him.

“Harry, I heard you failed another test in potions class today.”

“I sure did,” Harry said, “But it can’t have been that bad, because Snape hasn’t expelled me from the school.”

“Keep it up and I am sure he will…”

Hermione kept rubbing him off.

“Jesus Harry… how long since you last jerked off?”

“I have jerked off 3 times already…”

“3 times???” Hermione looked at the still hard as rock, and massive cock in her hand.

“Merlin's beard, Harry… Did someone put a lust potion on you?”

“Not that I know of…” Harry sighed.

“Then what gives? This can’t be normal…” Hermione saw Harry’s cock twitch as if to beg for more rubbing as she held a short break to inspect it.

“Is this why you can’t focus in Potions class? You have a hard on all the time?”

“No, Hermione, that isn't the problem… The problem is the girl in the Potions class…”

“Aha…” Hermione said and she looked mighty cocky and satisfied. “What girl has the honor then of your affection…?”

Harry rolled his eyes and said… “Mumble mumbling…”

“I didn’t quite catch that…”

“Mumble Mumbling…” Harry said a little louder.

“Harry, if you ain’t gonna tell me, I will just stop jerking you off…”

“Millicent Bulstrode… okay… it’s Millicent Bulstrode… the Slytherin girl…”

“Oooooh, busty… like your girls with a little extra junk in the trunk…”

“Whatever, I just… I just can’t stop thinking about her… when she is in the same room as I… then I just… I just have to look at… at her big juicy ass…”

Hermione noticed a transparent stream of fluid was throbbing out of the tip of Harry’s cock…

“And lately I have been running into her a lot in the hallways and… for some reason… the bare touch of her… and I simply get a hard on that lasts for hours and hours.”

“Oh my… you are really hit hard…” Hermione looked a little baffled and also a little smug.

“I know it’s dumb… I mean… it’s Millicent Bulstrode… she is a Slytherin and I am a Gryffindor… it would never work out…”

“I don’t know… it sounds romantic.”

“Maybe but… I can’t get her out of my mind…”

Hermione seemed to speed up her pace, but… it didn’t help out. Harry was still rock hard, and his cock was still throbbing.

“God dammit, Harry!”

Hermione placed herself on the bed on all fours. She placed her ass over Harry’s face and began to suck his cock.

Harry and Hermione were just friends. They had an arrangement but were just friends. They each had benefits with each other, but they were no more than friends.

Harry enjoyed the view of her pussy and ass, under her thong. He could smell her and she was so warm… but he was only thinking about Millicent and how she would feel on top of him, and how he would love to have her sucking his cock.

Hermione was a brilliant cocksucker and sooner than Harry thought, he was coming into her throat, causing Hermione to cum over his face as well. But this time, Harry could really blow his load. Empty his balls so to speak. Hermione swallowed every drop of his spunk and at long last, Harry could feel how his cock relaxed and became sloppy.

Hermione removed herself from him and dried her face in his duvet.

“Sorry I squirted over you, Harry…” Hermione said. Her voice was a little muffled because of the duvet.

“No problem, it feels better for me, when I know you get your nut as well…”

“You should try telling Millicent how you feel. Turn down or not, you will finally have some closure. And also, you don’t know how she feels about you yet.”

“I don’t know… it’s hard enough to look her in the eyes… speaking to her is… even worse…”

Harry picked up his broom and left for the Quidditch field.

He was far away in his own thoughts when he… as it guided by fate herself… walked straight into Millicent Bulstrode… again…

To Harry, the perfection of womanhood, and she stood right in front of him.

She looked annoyed and Harry felt his body react… oh no…

He tried to hide his sudden erection. He felt the blood rush to his cock like a roaring tide.

“I guess it’s impossible to teach you anything, Potter.” She sounded very annoyed.

“Sorry Millicent, I swear I am not… I am not trying to annoy you…”

“Well you are… all the time in fact. Potter, I don’t know what it is that you seem to want from me, so I will bloody have you tell me.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t you ‘Huh’ me! Don’t you think I have noticed it? You constantly seem to follow me with your eyes when we are together, and we constantly end up running into each other… Potter…?!”

Harry was fighting his growing problem in his pants.

“Do you… do you hate me, or something?”

“What?? No! What makes you say that?”

Millicent looked a little depressed.

“Well I… I sorta had interpreted your… observations of me as a sign that you… were… possibly… interested in me… but… there was a Hogsmeade weekend and… you didn’t invite me on a date or anything so… I thought… if you aren’t interested in me like that then…”

She took a deep breath and she looked just as fierce as ever.

“I thought that you were out to get me, so… what is it?! How are you gonna prank me? How are you gonna humiliate me? Please be creative about it, I am a Slytherin and we get pranked all the time, and trust me, it gets tedious quickly.”

“I am not out to prank you Millicent, and… and I certainly don’t hate you…”

“Then… then why didn’t you ask me out a few weeks ago?”

“I tried to but… but I couldn’t say the words out loud… It was as if my tongue was dry and 3 times its usual size… I really wanted to go to Hogsmeade with you… but before I could gain control of my words, you were already gone…”

Millicent looked perplexed and a little… bashful? And… was she blushing…? Harry had never seen that on her and… it made her look endlessly cute.

“E-easy to say now… that everything's out in the open…”

Harry couldn’t take it anymore. He dropped his broom and reached for Millicents hands. He held them in his own and stared deeply into her eyes.

“Millicent, please, believe me, you drive me nuts… I am crazy about you, and… and I would want nothing more than…”

“Than what…?” Millicent asked slowly and almost whispering.

“Than to be with you…” Harry said and finally… Harry felt… the moment. The moment that Sirius had told him about. The moment, when both man and woman know… that there is something hot that works both ways with each of them. Something they both want… and that they both want to give the other.

Harry let go of Millicents left hand… the one he held in his right hand… and moved it towards her hip. He placed it on her… he could feel how soft she was under the fabric. Millicent moved backwards, maybe a single centimeter, but she stayed where she was.

Harry moved closer, and he moved the hand away from her hip and backwards to her lower back.

He saw Millicent wet her lips with her tongue just right before he did it himself… his mouth was producing so much saliva and then…

Heaven on earth… or that at least is how it feels, when a young man finally gets to kiss, that one special girl. The one he has been eyeing out, dreaming about, thinking about, fantasizing about. The one who keeps him up at night, the one he howls at the moon for, the one he can’t ever stop picturing in his mind in all the different poses known to man. Lewd or not.

Harry felt the soft, perfect lips of Millicent Bulstrode engulf his own, and to his big pleasure and relief, she slung her arms around him and began to kiss him back. This gave Harry the confidence to move his hands from her lower back, and down to that big, lush and perfect ass he had worshiped for so many months.

He finally held the soft flesh in his hands. He lifted up her short skirt so he could at long last feel the skin.

She was unbelievably soft.

There they stood, the young wizard and the young witch. Each gnawing at each other's skull with seemingly endless lust for the other.

It could have been hours, but to Harry it hardly felt like a single minute. He had no recollection of time… all he could focus about was the perfect woman in front of him that was now playing with his tongue.

Then… at a certain point… they stood and watched each other. Harry had finally kissed her… he finally had her, and… in his confusion of the miracle, he seemed unable to form his next move in his mind. He knew what he wanted to do with her. He knew what he had to do with her… right now… the problem was… where?

“Your dorm?” Millicent asked.

“All are back there… We wouldn’t be in peace…”

They were silent.

“Your dorm?” Harry asked.

She shook her head. “The same…”

Harry looked around them… and he… realized where they were…

“I know where…” he took her hand and picked up his broom. He pulled her around the corner and here, to his great pleasure… was the hidden door to the room of requirement… the room… that was equipped with everything the person needed.

Harry and Millicent were in need of a place where they could be alone together…

He grabbed the knob of the door and led Millicent inside.

The room was equipped with what they needed. Harry and Millicent needed a place where they could consummate their relationship.

The room had brought out a nice and big bed for them to share. The room itself wasn’t big, in fact it was no larger than Harry’s own dorm bedroom. The light came in from some high windows in the ceiling and casted a romantic light around them. The colors of the wall were dark and created a romantic sense.

Harry and Millicent ran to the bed and in their youthful eagerness they quickly began to undress. Harry began to remove his Quidditch uniform. Somewhere in his dazed mind there was possibly a voice that reminded him of the training, but… if so then it was quickly strangulated by everything else in his head.

He casted a view over his shoulder to see Millicent. She stood with her back to him as she was undressing. First her sweater, then she began unbuttoning her white shirt. Harry’s view was distorted as he removed his own sweater. When he could see Millicent again, she was in the midst of undoing her bra.

Harry could not only feel his heart in his throat, he could hear it boom behind his ears, and he could also sense it behind his eyes.

Harry removed his underlying shirt and then he began to concentrate on his shoes. Hermione had taught him to remove his socks. Always. So he did.

He glanced at Millicent and saw… he saw so much wonderful nakedness that his eyes felt like they were to go blind from pure joy…

Millicents beautiful white ass stood out to him like a sentiment to true wonder and splendor.

Womanhood perfectionated.

Either she had no expectation of this situation unfolding or she had no sexy underwear, because she was just wearing a set of white panties. They matched her bra. Harry guessed it was the first option.

Millicent removed her panties and she now stood completely naked… but she didn’t move…

Harry, who was also naked, walked over and placed a hand on her upper arm. This set a jolt through her and Millicent turned around to face him… as she did… she was able to feel his erected cock…

She gulped, and only dared glimpse at it. Harry reached for her face and began to kiss her, passionately. He knew she needed to relax.

His kisses seemed to have the desired effect on her. She was slowly melting like butter in his hands.

Gently Harry guided her down on the bed. When she was finally resting on her back Harry maneuvered himself in position. He spread open her lush, bountiful legs that curled in ways so it was a dream. Millicent was under him. He could feel her warmth. He kept kissing her… her soft lips and wonderful tongue was as sweet and delicious to him as heavenly ambrosia.

After another good while of kissing, did Harry gently break off the kiss.

“I am gonna stick it in now…”

Millicent nodded… Harry was happy to see that she appeared eager.

He didn’t have to guide his cock by hand… it was as if he was guided by a goddess himself, and he slit easily into her… she was so incredibly wet…

“Oh… oh fuck…”

Harry immediately felt how tight her pussy was, and he kept going further and further inside of her. Inch by inch, he penetrated her.

“Oh, auw… oh Harry…”

Millicent took Harry all the way… Harry was not a small guy… nope… And Harry was eager to reach as far into her as possible. Finally… Harry was balls deep inside Millicent Bulstrode as he had dreamt of for months now…

Harry opened his eyes… and looked down on Millicent beneath him. She was gasping, and he decided to kiss her, slowly and tenderly, as he slowly and tenderly began to move inside and outside of her.

Even though he had masturbated several times, and even had a blowjob from Hermione earlier, he nutted inside Millicent after only a few moments. Nothing… absolutely nothing could compare to her magnificent pussy.

“Oh… oh Merlin’s… beard…” Millicent was gasping… she could feel her womb and pussy be filled to the brim with Harry Potter’s boiling hot spunk.

“Oh Harry… you… you were my first…” Millicent looked up at Harry with tears in her eyes. Harry kissed her.

She was so beautiful.

“Millicent… I love you…”

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A weird and strange atmosphere seemed to surround Hogwarts University.

A recent scandal had aired and caused many of the students to cast doubts about everything.

Seeing a Ravenclaw girl with a Hufflepuff boy was unusual, but it happened. A Gryffindor and a Hufflepuff of either gender was almost common. A Ravenclaw and a Slything, sure it happened… but a Gryffindor and a Slytherin… now that was a rarity.

Slytherin girls were infamous for being as hard to get as Griffin's eggs.

And the sight of Harry Potter from Gryffindor, walking down the corridors of the castle with his arm around Millicent Bulstrode from Slytherin with a firm grip on her ass… Now that was something no one had seen coming. And it made everyone’s head turn.

Millicent wasn't known to laugh and giggle, but she had been nothing but cute, sweet and bubbly around Harry.

A kid in Hogsmeade accidentally bumped into her and she simply laughed it off, padded him on the head and sent him away.

No death glares, no snarls, no nothing… just friendly and happy.

All the girls who looked upon her knew… they knew… that she had been hammered, and obviously pretty darn well.

Even in classes Millicent was changed. And in the halls, she smiled and greeted everyone. It was actually a little scary to see a Slytherin girl more giggly and jumpy than a smitten Hufflepuff girl.

It was known that the Potter-Bulstrode pair was serious. Very serious. Millicent had told all her Slytherin girlfriends how Harry pretty much mounted her every single night and that they were going at it from dusk till dawn.

Harry had also been explaining in details to his friends in the Gryffindor common room just how amazing a fuck Millicent was. How tight her pussy was, and how amazing it was to see her massive ass work for his cock.

The pair had been meeting outside of their respective dorms to have sex. But lately Harry had invited Millicent into the Gryffindor dorm so they could do it in his room. It was magical.

They ate breakfast together, they met for lunch, when Harry had Quidditch practice, Millicent was always cheering on him on the tribune. They then ate dinner together. They did their homework together, and then… when night time came… they had sex as long as they dared.

Harry had often taken her into the shower after Quidditch practice to fuck her under the faucet. They would kiss and fuck while standing, under the warm water.

Of the two, Harry was the one who seemed to have endless lust and stamina. Millicent weren’t inactive by any means, but it was clear who was the dominant part of the act. Harry always wanted to fuck Millicent until the very end of things… before they simply had to go to bed. Several times Harry fell asleep on top of Millicent, while his fully erect cock was still balls deep inside her cum filled pussy. Millicent didn’t mind at all. Actually she liked it. It was only a little difficult in the mornings.

Like this one morning.

This time Millicent had been on her stomach with Harry on top of her. As she stirred from her sleep, she felt the weight of Harry on top, and she smiled as she gently tried to move him away from her.

Harry tilted like an iceberg and in doing so, his cock fell out of her with a ‘plop’. Harry awoke himself and looked at Millicent with a smile.

“Morning beautiful…” He said.

“Morning handsome…” She said.

Millicent leaned over to give her boyfriend a hot and steamy kiss. Then, she rolled back into her own place.

The sight of her body stirred Harry’s endless desire for her. He felt his morning wood harden even further.

Harry had that smile and that glow in his eyes… he was about to mount her again, like a stallion mounts his mare. He came to his knees and with his hands clapping onto Millicents ass, he roughly pulled her backwards so her bum hit his crotch.

“Harry, I just shook you off…” Millicent sounded annoyed, but she was all smiles.

“I can’t help it, you are too hot…” Harry spat in his hand and rubbed his cock. Then he guided it to where it wanted to go and then… He slid inside her warm and wet pussy as easily as always.

Millicents mouth opened in a soundless gasp and she felt the wonder of her insides squirm around his veinspeckled cock. She had felt it almost every single day in the last few weeks, and she was now sure she would be able to make a model of it, by recollection… She loved it. She loved every vein, every centimeter of it… she loved him so much… It was the best feeling in the entire world.

“Oh fuck… Harry… you have turned me… into your cocksleeve…”

Harry leaned down to grab one of her tits.

“I am counting on it, babe…” Harry said as he gave her left tit a good squeeze, thereby making her pussy clamper down hard on him.

“I sure ain’t expecting to ever let go of you…”

“Oh Harry… I am yours… now and forever!” And with that Harry began to ram her. He fucked her mercilessly from behind. Harry loved the sight of her delicious plump ass that wobbled under each and every one of his thrusts. He loved her slutty moans. She had been more quiet in the beginning, but with a little encouragement, some spanking and some pulling of her dark hair, he had convinced her inner slut to give loss and come out for them both to enjoy.

Now Millicent was loud and vocal in her sexual enjoyment. And it was simply perfect.

Harry let go of tit and instead he reached for her hair and with a firm grip on her mane, he picked up his speed and began to fuck her even harder.

“Oh fuck, Harry! You are so amazing!”

Harry rammed her pussy. It was incredible. The best pussy in Hogwarts and it was all his.

He got his hands under her chin and he viciously plowed her cunt.

“Ooooh Gooooood…” Millicent could feel it. She could literally feel her boyfriend's cock grow inside her… he was gonna cum… in her pussy. He was gonna fill her up…

Harry grunted and growled as he ravaged his girlfriend. She was perfect. She was hot. She was his… He used her pussy to milk his cock. And he was gonna blow his load inside her. He swore in this very moment, in this very bed, by the blood of the very woman under him, that whenever he fucked this pussy, he would spray his cum inside her every single time for the rest of his life.

“Oh SHIT!” With this vow, he hammered one last time into Millicents pussy, as his cock once again exploded into her with his warm sperm.

“Oh god…” Millicent gasped… she felt her womb overflow and she couldn’t think straight. She herself got an orgasm.

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A hot steamy bath later Harry and Millicent once again sat face to face at the great hall. They had swallowed their breakfast and were now French kissing as if to eat each other's skulls.

They attracted several looks and gazes, but it mattered not to either of them. It was Saturday and they were not gonna stop for anything.

“Earth to Harry…”

Harry opened his eyes to see none other than Angelina Johnson stand next to him.

Harry didn’t stop kissing his girlfriend, he simply talked over the kiss… with a little difficulty.

“Hey Angelina… what’s up?”

“Do you think you could stop gnawing at your girlfriend's skull for just a moment?”

“I don’t know…” Harry said over the kiss again, “She is a damn good kisser.”

Angelina reached out and gently but firmly pulled Harry’s head away from the gaping lips of Millicent.

“Quidditch practice today. Show up! Understood?" Angelina was still a little pissed Harry missed out on practice the day he and Millicent became a pair. Harry had explained he had good reasons to not show up - he had sex.

Only Angelina had seemed genuinely angry, then again she was the captain of the team.

“Sure thing,” Harry said and Angelina let go of him. He leaned in and caught Millicent’s lips so they could continue kissing.

Quidditch practice was in the late afternoon, so Harry and Millicent had decided to go back to Harry’s room in the Gryffindor dorm where they began to fuck until the practice.

Harry was once again plowing Millicent with her on her back, legs spread wide and her arms around her man's neck.

“I don’t think Johnson likes me much…” Millicent said.

“You’re a Slytherin, of course she doesn’t like you babe…” Harry kissed her and they giggled.

“Whatever…” Millicent said. “As long as I have you, the rest of the world can go fuck  itself.”

“That’s the spirit…” Harry increased his plowing speed and soon he turned around so she was on top of him. He wanted to see his woman work for it. Also… gave him a good chance to enjoy her bosom. By no means the largest at Hogwarts, but large nonetheless.

He loved suckling her tits.

“Mmmh, you have the best tits in all of Hogwarts, babe…”

Millicent giggled.

“I can’t wait until they are full of milk…”

“Hehehe, you shall be welcome to it… But…” Millicent looked down at Harry. “Remember to leave some for the babies, Harry.”

Millicents eyes caught Harry’s. There was a warm and loving light in both their eyes.

Harry smiled and teased her by biting her nipple.

“I will babe, don’t worry about that.”

Afternoon came, and Harry had to go to Quidditch practice. Millicent couldn’t join this time, because she had a report due, and she had to have it done until Monday. So she went away to finish it.

Harry went to Quidditch and after a few hours, he stood once again under the faucet in the dressing room. Practice had gone well, but he still got the feeling that Angelina wasn’t all too happy with him.

He shrugged it off, since he was still the best player on the field.

He was surprised though.

As he stood under the faucet with his eyes closed as he had his face in the water beam, he felt a hand grab his cock.

The person stood behind him.

And suddenly clung to his body with her own… for he could feel it was indeed a woman. He looked down and saw a pair of dark skinned women’s hands.

“Angelina?!” Harry exclaimed and it was indeed her.

“So, Potter… I hear you’ve been hammering that Bulstrode bitch from Slytherin oh so well these few weeks…”

Angelina began to stroke Harry’s cock behind her.

“Well of course I have… she is my girlfriend now…”

“How nice for you… then she probably won't be pissed over the Gryffindor rule…”

Harry turned to look her in the eye. It was difficult. He had grown over her head and she was clinging to his back.

“The Gryffindor rule?” Harry looked baffled at her. “What's that?”

“The Gryffindor rule is carved in the wall over the dormitory of the guys.” Angelina said.

“It says: All Gryffindor men are male lions… and are expected to breed the lionesses who chose them.”

Harry looked a little shocked. It was true. It was written over the dorm to the male side bedrooms.

“And I have chosen you, Harry…”

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In the Slytherin girls dorm Millicent had just finished her report. She sprung up and walked to the bathroom in her suite. She showered thoroughly and also used her wand to remove all hair at all the places she knew Harry preferred her, hairless.

The university had run out of the instant hair removal potions, but more would come later the week.

When the shower was done, Millicent got dressed up and placed some make up. She liked it when Harry called her beautiful.

Tonight was the night. She was gonna give Harry his first blowjob from her. And may many more follow.

She had been practicing… on other boys in the Slytherin house. There was a rule in the Slytherin dorm. All female Slytherins were expected to perform oral sex on the males at any time. It was carved over the dorm walls.

At first it had been a little much to Millicents taste, but at least it meant she was very adept in sucking cock.

She had a few times sucked off Malfoy. Not the biggest dick and certainly nowhere near Harry’s size. But now that Malfoy and Parkinson were a thing, he would go to her to have his dick sucked.

Millicent left the Slytherin dorm and made the way to the Gryffindor dorm. She and Harry had an agreement to meet every evening at 8 pm. Then Harry would let her in and they would have sex and fuck all night.

The time became 8, and Millicent watched the portrait… and it opened.

There he was… her boyfriend.

Millicent flung at him. Her arms encircled his neck and her tongue flew into his mouth as if she hadn’t seen him in months. Harry’s hands flew to her back and ass, and he lifted her up.

Millicent broke off their kiss to gasp a few words… “Bed… Harry… bed… not… here…”

She spoke from experience. Harry had fucked her in the hallway two times before. It hadn’t been bad, but the many portraits looking at them had been distracting.

Harry had seemed like he enjoyed it.

He had lifted Millicent up from the floor and held her spread legs wide apart so everyone could see his cock plow her pussy.

Harry guided her inside, and with some luck they managed to find Harry’s room while still kissing like their life depended on it.

Harry threw her on his bed, and began to get her out of her clothes. He wanted to fuck her so badly.

Millicent oddly enough seemed to struggle. This Harry interpreted as a way for her to play hard to get, in order to sexually infuriate him.

He understood and became more and more rough with her. As soon as she was out of her clothes he turned her around so she was on all fours.

Still Millicent protested.

“Harry… Harry, just wait a little…”

But Harry didn’t want to wait. He grabbed hold of her long dark hair and violently pulled it back to signal that HE was in control, and that HE was not gonna wait for anything.

Millicent let out a gasp and stopped protesting and struggling.

His cock found its way to her pussy, and with no effort at all, did he slide all the way inside her. All thoughts left Millicents mind, and she succumbed to her lust.

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Recently Harry and Millicent were experimenting with what positions they each favored. Millicent preferred the positions that either made Harry penetrate her the deepest, or made Harry treat her the roughest.

Harry preferred the positions that either made Millicent scream or that made her gorgeous body look even more perfect.

One position that Harry liked, and that Millicent perhaps didn’t care too much for was the riding spider.

Harry on his back with Millicent on top. In a way it was the reversed cowgirl, only Millicent had bent knees and rested on her backwards pointing arms. All movements were done by Harry, who had a firm grip on his girlfriend's ass and used it to pull her downwards while he himself shut his cock deeper and deeper inside of her.

Millicent didn’t care too much for this position, because it took a lot of her concentration to simply remain in position. She could hardly even moan, and when she got her orgasms she could only spray her pussy juice out and not much more.

But Harry enjoyed this position, so she kept quiet and simply allowed him to indulge himself.

When Harry around the 10 PM ish time finally shot a final shot into Millicents pussy and roared that he came, Millicent let out a sigh of relief. It had been wonderful, truly, but the last position was tiring for her. She slowly fell down on her boyfriend, who immediately began to play with her tits.

“Oh fuck babe… you are a freaking goddess…” Harry kissed her side of her cheek.

“And you… are my god… Harry… Potter…” Millicent turned her head to kiss him. He received it, and while they kissed, Millicent began to turn her entire body around.

She was now on all fours while Harry was still on his back.

After a good long tongue kiss, Millicent broke it off and looked down on her man. She was so unbelievably happy that she couldn’t express it.

“Harry…” Millicent said.

“Yes, Millicent?”

“I want to suck your cock…”

Harry looked at her. He was a little taken aback… he tried to remember but… she hadn’t actually sucked his cock yet… the only girl these last few weeks who had, had been Hermione. She always did. Especially before Harry’s and Millicent’s relationship.

Harry and Hermione were just friends, but they had a deal. And Hermione sucking his cock was just a part of it.

But now, his girlfriend… his actual girlfriend wanted to suck him off.

Harry smiled and placed his hands behind his head, and looked like a prince.

Millicent bit her lower lip and crawled backwards to suck her man off, for the first time.

When she reached it, she gave it a kiss. In fact she gave it many kisses. It was so delicious…

She placed herself as she had seen in the magazines, and then she grabbed hold of it.

She kissed it from base to tip. All the way up and down the shaft, until she finally began to lick it.

She knew that the tip was the most sensitive part, so she focused on it for a while, before aiming the focus elsewhere. Making Harry tense up, and then relax. This went on for repeat.

And then… when Harry seemed to be in doubt if she would ever get on with it… she encircled his tip with her lips, in a suckling way… then she did it again, and again… until…

She took the entire thing into her mouth, and began to lower her head over the cock, as long as it was.

It was not easy, it was not at all what she had expected… but she was determined to give her love the best time of his life.

“Oh fuck Millicent… that is so hot…”

Harry looked at Millicents head, which made his cock disappear. It was more than clear it wasn’t her first go - but he was certain that she was at least struggling. That was a nice comfort.

Millicent looked up at him while she removed her hands from his shaft. She looked at his hands on either side of him and then looked upwards.

Harry understood her.

He placed his hands on her head and then he began to move it… deep downwards…

Millicent felt her mind go blank. If it was from pleasure or lack of oxygen she didn’t know, but she was enjoying it. She could feel how Harry’s cock entered her throat in ways none of the Slytherin boys ever did.

Harry began to move. He wanted to fuck her face.

He somehow, without getting her to lose his cock from her mouth came to his knees and arranged her so she was on all fours and he… he was fucking her mouth, like it was just another pussy.

Harry began to moan and grunt heavier and heavier, and Millicent got wetter and wetter. She loved this. For the first time in her life, she loved oral sex. Harry was fantastic. He fucked her face, and throat just as brutally as he would her pussy. Only when she occasionally had to breathe did they shortly stop, but it was manageable. Millicent didn’t mind, as long as Harry enjoyed himself.

At this very moment, Millicent took a vow. Never again would she ever suck a man's dick and enjoy it, unless it was her man’s - Harry Potter’s - dick.

Harry went even further.

“Millicent!” Harry exclaimed. His voice brought her back from her mindlessness. She looked up at him, but still with his cock in and out of her throat.

She blinked 3 times to let him know she was listening.

“From here on out, this mouth belongs to me, and me alone… you got that?”

Millicent would gladly have answered, but she sensed her answer at this point was irrelevant. Harry just kept fucking her face.

“From this moment, your mouth will never have any other cock inside of it, but mine. That is an order. You will never suck another cock but mine, in your entire life.”

Millicent heard the words and she knew… Harry was conjuring something akin to a spell. Those were illegal to cast on Hogwarts… but that didn’t mean no one ever casted them… In Slytherin it was pretty normal to cast them.

“Your mouth…” Harry thrusted his cock as deep into her throat as he could. Which meant Millicents nose got pressed up against his abs. It made her cum.

“Your body… All of it… It belongs to me… and to fulfill this promise… I will sperm down your throat, and take your mouth as my possession… once and for all.”

Harry pulled his cock from her throat, allowing Millicent to take a few gaps of air and one huge one… before he once again slammed his cock back into her throat with renewed energy.

Millicent lost control of her mind and she couldn’t stop cumming.

And then… as her head once again got smashed up against Harry’s abs, she felt how her stomach and throat got pumped full of a burning hot, and thick fluid…

Millicent was already cumming, so she could hardly cum anymore… but as she felt the huge cock leave her throat… still pumping sperm left and right… she felt the head of Harry’s cock in her mouth…

Long didn’t she have to enjoy it, because Harry was still spraying out his sperm so he filled up her mouth in no time… Millicent began to swallow.

The Slytherin boys in her dorm left something akin to a little splat in her mouth… Harry kept pumping her full of the male elixir of life… She kept getting a new mouthful… and she kept swallowing it.

Millicent looked up at Harry while still getting served fresh sperm to swallow.

Harry looked at her, with a new and… very enchanting look.

“I am truly nothing but beautiful in his eyes…” She thought. “He sees no flaws… only beauty and… he truly… and deeply loves me…”

Harry stroked her head. Millicent once again swallowed a load of sperm. The stream ended… there was no more sperm in his balls… She had emptied him.

They looked at each other.

Perhaps it began to dawn on both of them, what had just happened between them.

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The next evening.

Millicent was back in her dorm. Harry had Quidditch practice and she had work to do. But they were gonna fuck each other later that night.

Millicent stood by the door to her room, when she heard.

“Hello there, Bulstrode…”

Millicent turned around with her most stone cold face.

“Hello Malfoy." Millicent tried to sound cordial. “Parkinson’s isn’t here.”

“I am looking for her.”

Millicent turned around. She had a feeling what this was about. She looked at the pale face of Malfoy. After she had become Harry’s girlfriend, he had become much less handsome than she had previously thought. Compared to her Harry, he seemed like a pale chinless asparagus.

“Do you know what the best part of Potter having a Slytherin girlfriend is, Bulstrode?”

Millicent chewed on her tongue before she answered.

“Thaaaaaat… we finally begin building a bridge between our two hostile houses?”

“Funny…” Malfoy said and then he reached for her hair. Millicent fought against him a little but he was stronger than she was and somehow he got her down on her knees. Millicent knew the rule, and she obeyed it. Reluctantly.

“No, bitch… the best part of Potter’s girlfriend being a Slytherin, is that I…”

Malfoy began opening his fly.

“… get’s to fuck his girlfriend… while he… can’t do anything about it.”

Millicent still struggled as Malfoys penis came out. Erect and all, but… nowhere near the size of Harry.

She almost wanted to laugh, but she didn’t feel it was too wise the current situation.

“What the hell?”

Malfoy pressed he scownum towards Millicent, but… something weird happened. Millicent looked baffled. Malfoy’s dick kept… bending off, and going in a different direction than that of her face. As if an invisible shield had formed itself around her mouth and face…

To Malfoy it felt like pressing two magnets of the same pol against each other… it was simply… not possible.

Millicent remembered the last night's spell that Harry had conjured upon her… only Harry’s cock was allowed to enter her mouth… Millicent began to laugh… in pure happiness.

It was as if Harry had… somehow foreseen or even guessed that this could happen.

“Stop laughing bitch!” Malfoy pulled her to the floor.

Millicent was on her back. Malfoy ripped her thong off and spread her legs wide…

Millicent eagerly looked… she wanted to see…

Malfoy aligned his penis and… again… as if a shield protected her… Malfoy’s penis skewed to either side… Harry’s spell… prevented anyone else from penetrating Millicent’s pussy.

Millicent laughed. It was so special to see.

Malfoy grew more and more infuriated.

In a growl he flipped her around and spread out her ass cheeks.

He spat on her asshole and once again tried his luck… This had Millicent worried… did… did the spell include… that hole too?

As she began to feel nervous… she heard how… how Malfoy kept grunting and growling.

She looked back and… to her wonderful joy and entertainment… Malfoy’s dick still wouldn’t get anywhere near her holes.

Harry’s spell: Her body… all of it… It belonged to him…

Malfoy let out a frustrated cry and pushed Millicent aside. He stood up and stormed off. Millicent couldn’t stop laughing.

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“That fucking Bastard… he really tried his go at you?”

That evening Millicent was extra attentive to her boyfriend.

She was once again sucking his dick with all the tenderness he deserved.

“Please don’t linger on it anymore, Harry, your spell worked… You protected me…”

Millicent sucked him more passionately. Anything to get his mind away from that idiot Malfoy.

“Yeah… I guess…”

When he was as hard and slippery as she wanted him, she presented him with her huge ass and Harry got in position.

He aligned his cock with her pussy and…

“Wrong hole, Harry…” Millicent cued.

Harry looked down… he was indeed at the right hole.

“What do you mean, babe?”

“I mean… that’s the wrong hole, honey…” She looked back at him, with that heavenly glow in her eyes.

Harry looked again. Then he smiled.

If her pussy was ‘the wrong hole’ then… there was only one other… Harry looked at her pretty little asshole… all tight and all… alluring.

He gently spat down and hit the butthole, as he lifted his cock a little higher and edged the tip inside…

Millicent was quieter than usual when he entered her. He pressed his cock deeper and deeper inside her. Inch by inch… he claimed her ass.

Millicent was clenching her teeth. She had never had anything in her ass before, and Harry’s size meant she was in for a painful experience.

It took a long while, and even with the most lubricating spell cast on her asshole, it still was a struggle.

“Oh fuck…” At long last… Harry was balls deep in her ass.

To Millicent it felt like the Hogwarts Express had parked itself in her bum. But to Harry… it was paradise.

As he began to move, Millicent began to feel a tat of regret… but… just as she was ready to jump forward… the pain… began to change… sure it still hurt but… it wasn’t that bad… in fact… It felt kinda good.

She wasn’t clenching her teeth anymore… in fact… she was biting her lower lip. The sensation of Harry’s cock deeply penetrating her ass over and over again was simply… divine.

A few minutes later Harry had pressed her downwards with his hands as he still was plowing her ass.

Millicent was violently fingering her pussy with her hand.

“Oh yeah, give it to me baby… Go, Go, GO!” Millicent screamed. "Urgh!" She cried out, “COME ON!”

Harry was sinking deeper and deeper into her flesh and at long last, he felt how he was ready to simply blast into her.

With a deep ever piercing thrust, he plowed deep into her asshole, and he pretty much exploded in her ass.

Harry pretty much emptied himself inside her ass, and he finally pulled out his cock from her ass.

Millicent was still fingering herself.

“Fuck, that was good, babe,” Harry exclaimed. He was resting up against the pillows.

“Oh yeah…” Millicent said… “You are definitely gonna do that to me again…”

Harry rested and enjoyed the view.

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The news at Hogwarts the next day was that Malfoy and Parkinson were no longer a thing.

The details were vague, but it was definitely over.

For once, Malfoy didn’t pronse around like a freaking lord of the house, but instead snuck around like a rat.

Pansy was seemingly angry at everything, but her friends Tracey Davis and Daphne Greengrass seemed to be cheering her on.

Harry and Millicent however, were still walking down the corridors together, arm in arm, and the occasional kiss.

A Hogsmeade Weekend was coming up, and the loving couple were definitely gonna go together this time. They had a back alley behind the candy store to visit.

To be continued.