The Wizarding World’s Whore

Title: The Wizarding World\'s Whore

Summary: Hogwarts/Harry, Draco/Harry. As the Wizarding World’s gratitude to Harry Potter turned into perverse lust, Harry is used, taken and claimed. Explicit Kinks and Bottom!Harry.

Ratings: Adult, NC-17, Explicit.

Kinks and Warnings: Anal sex, Gang-bang, Whole of Hogwarts against Harry, Orgies, Bestiality, MPreg (with variations), Double Fisting, Double Penetration, Explicit Fetish Nipple-play, Felching, Rimming, Gender-bending, Toys, Multiple Partners, Extreme abuse of Harry\'s arse, Magicalbeing!Hermaphrodite.







Author\'s note: Oh, a very big SORRY for this late update! ;_; RL keeps getting in the way, but when I finally sit down and write, I found I still have the passion for this fic, and the visuals keep churning in my head, so everything\'s still good. I do whatever I can, whenever I can, to think about how to write a better chapter. =D



Voila! So lucky that this is in time for Christmas! Merry Christmas, to all you wonderful readers and reviewers! =) May you have a silent, holy night, and hopefully with a warm fireplace and hot chocolate and this fic by your computer, with Harry\'s adventures waiting to be read. Haha, kidding. Just have a wonderful festive season~ Now on to the chapter!











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The Boy-Who-Lived walked down the corridor to the Great Hall hand in hand with his blond fiancé, a wide grin plastered to his face. His other hand occasionally reached down to stroke the bulge under the black robes, and whenever Draco caught Harry doing this, he would lean over to place a kiss on those rose-tinted cheeks.



It would be a momentous event to remember, even in years to come, when the much-awaited diagnosis fell from Madam Pomfrey’s lips. And without any doubt as significant as the first time they made love. They would look back, laugh and savour the memories of shocked and relieved expressions of those present at that time, particularly the hilarious image of one Ronald Weasley with his eyes rolled to the back of his head, falling with a resonating ‘thump’, clearly passed out cold.



Harry had never felt more amazed, and as much as he had prepared himself for, it was still a profound feeling that seized him, every minute of the day and whatever he was doing. That this thing that Draco’s seed has become, this being…was growing inside his belly. And he knew, as sappy as that was, that he already loved it.



Harry Potter was indeed with child.



It was a secret. Well, at first. Because it was precisely a secret, naturally the whole school knows. Harry was immensely surprised at the gifts that came sailing their way through the doors, literally. It had been scarcely a day! He thought. The green eyes widened as hampers upon hampers and colourfully-wrapped packages floated in, followed by an assortment of cots, prams, diapers, gigantic soft toys and some fairly questionable stuff that he was too dazzled to think about.



When Draco, Lucius, Severus, Remus and Sirius walked in later, Draco with his Head Boy duties finished, the Professors with their classes ended, and Harry’s two godfathers with their business dealt with, it was to the image of Harry, with a grin in his face, surrounded by mountains of what looked like brand new furniture and blindingly shiny wrapped packages with toys stuffed into any available free space.



They had a good laugh after it, delegating duties and unwrapping the gifts. At least, until Severus got their attention by unraveling a pair of sparkling purple bikini set which seemed like flimsy cloth with strategically-placed holes that served to hide nothing of the wearer. It was definitely not a child’s size. To make it worse, a ridiculously large amount of lace and frills and bright yellow stars decorated the sheer material. Harry had hightailed out of the room with a hot flush on his face from the leers on his lovers’ faces. Purple and yellow stars...it seemed awfully like what that person would…



Next morning, the increased cheeriness and the twinkles in the Headmaster’s eyes confirmed their suspicions.



There was a problem, however. A problem that frustrated Harry to no end, and which brought him to think twice about his love of Draco’s protectiveness. His four other lovers were the same. Bloody idiots, all of them, Harry thought, gritting his teeth.



The thing is, he is horny, for god’s sake. Was, and is still, feeling very randy and restless, and none of them were paying him any attention! Madam Pomfrey had assured that if Harry’s body was feeling up to it, it would mean that their sexual activities could continue as usual, as long as there was no physical harm done. Harry knew his body was craving sex more than ever, no doubt about it. If anything, the thought of mothering a child increased his sexual appetite, as weird as it sounded.



Harry had returned to their chamber all gleeful and aroused, with a determination to celebrate the occasion. But he was, instead, mollycoddled and forced to rest in his bed by five very adamant wizards who didn’t waver the slightest at his protestations and adorable, puppy-eyed pouts.



‘Do you think I wouldn’t miss being inside you, touching and tasting your beautiful body? I’d probably need you so much I’d go insane. But no, baby, you need your rest, and I’d be damned if anything goes wrong with you and our little one,’ Draco had said, burying Harry under the thick covers and kissing his face.



Draco he could understand, Harry thought, what with him being excited and scared at the prospect of a baby growing inside Harry. The blond had probably had his fatherly instincts kicked in (what strong instincts they were…), and for once, was acting without his usual careless attitude.



But Severus was a Potion Master! He should know better than all of them that sex was alright during pregnancy. If Harry thought he could seduce the man, he was sorely wrong, since Severus merely smirked at him and shook his head, taunting Harry with the fact that he could still seek his release with Lucius and Harry’s godfathers in the period while Harry was strictly supervised.



The green-eyed boy sighed, as he approached Gryffindor table and sat down with Draco, facing Ron and Hermione. All he had since the diagnosis day were blowjobs and carefully worshipping of his body by his lovers. Granted, he was allowed wonderful orgasms, but they were too few compared to the several he use to have per day, and he really, really missed being filled and thoroughly fucked. Fucked over and over again till he was screaming himself hoarse and passing out…



‘Harry?’



‘Yes, Hermione?’



‘How are you and the baby doing?’ Hermione asked, eyes bright with enthusiasm.



Gods, if only she knew! ‘Little bump here is fine,’ Harry smiled, then glanced over to Draco who was filling his and Harry’s plate with heaps of food. ‘But I’m not too sure about myself. You know, since no one would relieve me with what I need,’ he ended morosely, taking a bite out of his toast.



Hermione laughed, and Ron choked through a full mouth, patting Harry’s hand. ‘Condolences, mate.’



‘Poor baby,’ Draco cooed, swallowing his drink and planting a deep, passionate kiss on Harry’s lips. When it got deeper and Harry’s hand strayed to Draco’s bulge, the blonde caught it and laid it back onto the table, much to the amusement of Harry’s best friends. ‘Soon, Harry. Soon.’



And then, ignoring Harry’s protests, he made the smaller boy finish his breakfast.



Blaise came over just as Harry was wiping his mouth clean, and his warm body pressed into Harry’s back, engulfing Harry with his scent. Harry smiled as kisses were laid upon his neck, and he arched up to the caresses on his aching breasts and skin. ‘Hi Blaise.’



‘Morning, Harry. You are delicious as ever…Feeling alright?’ Blaise murmured, sending hot breath into Harry’s sensitive ear.



‘Hmmm…more than alright, thank you. Don’t stop…’



‘Blaise,’ came Draco’s warning tone. ‘Harry will not be available for penetrative sex today. Just so you know.’



Blaise sucked a little harder on Harry’s neck before murmuring, ‘I can feel how much you want to. Show him.’ And with a mock salute and a grin, he walked back to his table.



Harry glared at Draco, bright green eyes staring into grey ones. He was already hard and fully aroused, and his lover was not going to weasel his way out of giving Harry a long overdue fuck.



Before Draco could blink, Harry was pounced upon him, mouth placing wet, slopping kisses on his and urgent hands unzipping his trousers. The black-haired boy had a gleam in his eyes, fierce with lust and arousal, and with a strength Draco didn’t know his lover possessed, Harry had turned him around so that he was still sitting on Gryffindor’s bench but with his back to the table and his half-erect cock exposed.



Harry took no time in kneeling down between Draco’s legs and engulfing his lover’s cock, working it up to a full erection. His loud, obscene moans brought the attention of those still having breakfast, as well as the teachers, who were watching the scene with red-faced amusement, allowing the Saviour leeway.



Draco bit his lips, enjoying Harry’s ministrations way too much to care. To tell the truth, he’d missed their heated little sessions everyday, in the morning, in between classes, and the long sessions at night. They were both very sexual creatures, especially Harry, who’d discovered his voracious appetite for sex. To refuse the temptation of tasting the lithe, smooth figure so obviously seducing him was impossible. Draco had restrained himself to satisfying his lover’s needs, but not actually being connected to Harry in a deeper sense was taking its toll on him, and he could feel his barrier breaking a little everyday.



Should he just give in? He wondered, eyes closing at the feel of the warm, wet cavern sucking and nipping at his cock. After all, was penetrative sex so harmful if he was careful in handling it with making very slow love to Harry?



He opened his eyes to look down at his beloved. The first thing that struck him was how utterly irresistible Harry looked, with his red lips stretched around Draco’s girth, sliding back and forth on the slippery length with much enthusiasm. His sucking skills were improving in leaps, that Draco could be sure of. Harry knew of the right way to suck, and the right pressure to place with his wicked tongue. Those thick, long lashes fluttered against his flushed cheeks, and the hot, ragged breath coming out of him was tantalizing Draco’s wet cock.



His pregnant lover, so obviously needing sex and love from him. Pomfrey did give the thumbs-up, didn’t she…? Draco thought, in the haze of his desire. So why was he acting like such a fussy, worrisome fool…? Slowly, his hand buried themselves into those midnight locks, tussling and stroking, then pushing Harry’s head down further.



When Harry opened his eyes and sent him that look, Draco knew he was lost.



With a low growl that came from deep within his throat, Draco pulled Harry up to straddle him, then proceeded to kiss the living daylights out of the boy. Ah…the sweet, sweet, kiss-swollen lips, so full of the taste of Draco’s pre-cum and Harry’s distinct flavour. He was letting it all out, hugging the slight figure around the waist as best as he could without flattening the bump in between them.



The school watched, missing this display of love due to the days of absence in Harry’s part. He’d either been in his rooms, acquiring more lovers, or escorted to meals and classes once he was pregnant, and it had been about two and a half months since they’d had Harry down, ‘frolicking’ in carnal delights in the Great Hall with them watching and participating. They missed debauching the Saviour and his delightful body.



Now, Harry was grinding furiously against the blonde, gearing up the sexual tension in the Hall. Draco’s hands were all over his lover, molesting the hot bod and memorizing the feel, as if he couldn’t get enough. Harry was arching and mewling, encouraging Draco as his lover slipped his hands beneath his robes.



The blonde wormed his way in, hands sliding to cup Harry’s breasts under his bra. Draco grinned, glad that Harry defied his orders even when he wanted him to wear proper clothes. Harry had chosen the lace-trimmed silk lingerie then, a gift from Remus a while back. He thumbed Harry’s nipples, rolling them sensually, earning a grateful moan from the smaller boy. With lust-filled eyes, he observed as his pregnant lover shrugged off the unbuttoned robes, letting them slide down his smooth body onto the floor.



Harry shivered as the cold air brushed over his exposed skin, but smiled as the intake of breath from the Great Hall reached his ears. It had been some time since he’d been so exposed, and all the attention on him now was turning him into a great exhibitionist. God, how he wanted those eyes feasting on his body, now changed due to his pregnancy, and how he wanted all those hands…mouths…cocks…touching him, tasting him…using his body for their pleasure, and in turn getting his own pleasure…



Draco smirked at Harry’s blissful expression, knowing what his lover yearned for. He lifted a heavy breast out of its confines, leaning in to suckle, knowing that they were already far more sensitive than before. The areola has widened a little, along with the size of Harry’s breast now that it was swollen with milk. On the whole, it looked ripe for the taking, and Draco wasn’t so stupid as to refuse the offer.



Suckling the nipple, he smoothed his hands down Harry’s curved spine to his buttocks, giving each a squeeze before pulling the green thong down to Harry’s thighs. Harry moaned, rolling his hips against Draco’s hands and pushing Draco’s head further into his chest. A delicious shudder went through him as he realized what Draco was doing. He was showing Harry off to the world by pushing his arse higher and spreading his legs, then diverting the students’ attention to the slit under Harry’s puckered entrance.



He closed his eyes, smiling as his schoolmates saw his newly added bits for the first time and the murmurs got louder and more excited. He was already wet and dripping for Draco and for them, judging from how engorged his pussy felt. A finger slid into his vaginal opening, and another into his arsehole, and soon he was bucking back into them, desperate for more.



The fingers left his insides, and Draco sucked both into his mouth, sending Harry a penetrating gaze while tasting his sweet juices. Harry couldn’t be turned on more; he was already hard as rock, and Draco feasting on his taste was just plain hot. Deciding to take action, he guided Draco’s hand to his cock while while positioning himself over his lover’s. With a loud moan that sent shudders through the students watching, Harry impaled himself in one slide down, feeling the stretch that comes with being filled and loving it.



Oh, how long it has been. Almost two months of abstinence from penetration had driven him crazy with want. It felt so right now, having Draco’s cock filling him to the brim, and he clenched his muscles lovingly around the hot member. He prayed that the blonde would not attempt to lead him away from sex for their next pregnancy, or else he wouldn’t know what got to him when Harry pounced.



He was bouncing up and down, sliding the cock in and out of him with fervour. Soon, however, he was feeling the exertion seep in with his movements due to his rounded belly weighing him down. Draco sensed this, and in a swift movement, stood up with Harry’s legs wrapped around his waist tightly. They made their way slowly to the bed at the front of the staff’s table, Harry bouncing a little with Draco’s cock inside him and making small little noises with each shift.



He was laid onto the bed gently, but he flipped them over, straddling Draco again and loving that position. This time round, with Draco on his back, he could thrust his hips ups better, and Harry let his lover do all the work. Soon, he was again brought close to the edge with Draco’s hands all over his body, stroking his skin. In his lust-fogged vision, he could see that Dumbledore, Severus and Lucius were the ones left at the Head table, and there was an unreadable expression on the Headmaster’s face.



Shuddering, he shifted his gaze to his two lovers, blushing under their intense, smoldering looks.



‘I’ve got an idea, Harry,’ came Draco’s voice from under, and Harry nodded, letting Draco shift their positions so that he was now impaled on his lover’s prick, but back-facing him. Slowly he was pulled back down, till he was lying horizontally and his prick was in the air.



Lucius suddenly came into view, the luscious wave of blonde hair falling over his eyes and brushing Harry’s chin. ‘Harry….,’ he breathed, gaze lingering over Harry’s kiss swollen lips.



‘Father wants you again, to take you now, while the school watches. It’s a terrible turn-on for him, you know,’ Draco smirked against Harry’s ears. ‘Let Daddy play with you, won’t you, baby?’



The word ‘Daddy’ that Draco spoke of with such lust, such perversity sent a thrill down Harry’s spine. He purred, leaning up to let Lucius claim his lips. It was a little unnerving, how Draco knew what Lucius had planned. Nevertheless…



‘Daddy….’



‘My good little boy. So beautiful. You’ll let Daddy take you, be inside your body and love you?’ Lucius husked.



‘Yes, Daddy…’



And with that, Lucius attacked the attractive body in front of him. He tasted the milky cream skin, sucking his way down from the pale neck to the delectable breasts. They were full and waiting, and Lucius found himself absolutely ravenous. He tugged at the sensitive nipples with his teeth, rolled them around in his mouth and paid homage to the lovely rounded breasts. He suckled hungrily, enjoying Harry’s whimpers above him and the taste of his milk.



He pulled off reluctantly, traveling down to the mound that contained his grandchild and filled every inch with kisses, conveying his love for the little one. Then, down to the straining manhood where he gave licks and nibbles, making Harry cry out in want. All the while, he helped Draco pull out of Harry’s vagina and into his arse.



When he had done, he leaned further down to swipe a long trail, from the stretched arsehole to Harry’s wet pussy, balls and to the head of his cock, earning cries from both. He did that several times, knowing how incoherent Harry must be now, and bent to taste the slick juices seeping out of the smaller boy, eating at his engorged pussy lips and clitoris. Draco had started thrusting again, and Lucius went for the ride, his mouth bumping against Harry’s sensitive nub whenever Draco rocked too hard.



Harry was gurgling gibberish after some time, and Lucius, getting far too aroused, pushed the pregnant boy’s thighs up to form a ‘V’ in the air, and carefully slid his hard prick into Harry’s vagina. Letting the boy adjust, he started thrusting in tandem with Draco, syncing into a rhythmic pace, and attempted to squeeze more hoarse pleas from Harry, who had his arms pinned above his head by Draco. So tight he was, after such a period of lack of sex, and he was tight as a virgin again.



Together with his son, sandwiching Harry between their bodies and being careful not to jostle him too much, they brought themselves into a shattering orgasm, Lucius and Draco spending themselves deep into Harry, and Harry screaming his release into the air.



‘Oh yes, yes yes….,’ Harry hissed, bucking and riding out his dual orgasm, his cock and vagina spurting juices at the same time. He felt so empty when Draco and Lucius slid out one after another he could hardly stand not being filled again.



‘Rest back, love,’ Draco breathed. ‘Are you alright? Sore, aching?’



‘Aching for you again,’ Harry grinned, flushed and panting.



‘Love you too, baby.’ Planting a kiss on Harry’s lips, the blonde asked, ‘I’ll leave you to them. They want to nurse. Is it okay?’ He massaged Harry’s breasts.



‘God yes, I need it…’



‘Alright.’



Draco backed away, and Blaise immediately came to view, showering Harry with kisses. Ron was next, stroking Harry’s swollen belly and kissing Harry deeply, like he hungered for him after such a long time. They placed themselves on either side of him and started suckling, giving Harry’s aching breasts the attention they needed.



‘Oh, I’ve been waiting for this for so long,’ Ron mumbled, and resumed his feast.



‘Me too, Harry…you have no idea.’ Blaise fondled whatever skin he could reach, playing with Harry’s nipple in his mouth and moaning at the taste when the flow of milk started.



Harry moaned at the hard suction. ‘Drink, both of you.’ And he arched into them when he felt them swallow, offering what he had.











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TBC.









Whew! Harry\'s pregnant! (Now I have to go find lotsa names for lotsa babies he\'s gonna have...) *coughs* (Or if you would like to see a name on one of his children, suggest it, and I will consider? XD)



Erm, yes, he\'s in the start of his second trimester, since he\'s two months in and the pregnancy duration for a Herma is 5 months, in this story. And he\'s horny, the poor boy. But he\'ll be getting what he wants. *winks*



NOTE*****: I have a question I need to ask. Would you guys prefer that I update like I usually do (the speed), writing each chapter out as I go along, or do you prefer that I finish the story on my own and post each chapter up with some days intervals? I\'d really like to know what you think. =D Either here, or through my email~





And now, to the reviewers! I love all of you!





To Smuff: Have a magical christmas! Yeah, sometimes while life sucks, I feel happy just coming back into the fic and slaving over it, lol. *squeals with you too* They\'re having a baby!



To Crimson1of1Crimson: There you go! :D Christmas (gift chapter!)!



To JKG: Sorry for the long wait. There you go!



To ICHIGO: *blushes* love you too! XD



To hell\'s children: As you can guess, this is also my secret fantasy. *not so secret anymore* XD I\'d give ANYTHING for that.



To Jilliane: Your comments always motivates me, just so you know. Thanks for your support, and Merry Christmas! Yes, they\'re having a baby! =D



To Leentje: Thank you!



To Fatality: Were you on a high when you reviewed? XD Haha, nice feeling getting it all out, eh? I dunno about spaghetti!Harry, but P-R-E-G-O is what Harry is! :D



To Varjo: Thank you! I love a little bit of romance myself. XD And yes, Harry gets cuddled...a lot. O_o So much that he couldn\'t stand it. Hah.



To luvhp: Thank you! I\'m jealous too! Lucky Harry~ and yea..they succeeded. :)



To bumblebee: Wow, I\'m touched! Sorry this took so long, but here it is. I like romantic too ^__^



To Diane Rainwater: Thank you! I wasn\'t able to resist being wicked to Harry XD When have i ever? Anyway, hoped you enjoyed it, even the romance too. =D



To Cat: Thank you! Er...I need your mail to send you the art. It isn\'t shown in your profile ^_^;



To misswarchan: Haha thank you! Kinky, aren\'t you? XD I like the beasts part too, but right now with Harry pregnant, things need to be a little less rough, though...not less *coughs* kinkier. =D More in the future!



To The Hessian: Believe it or not, I actually planned to write rape-play in the story right from the start! :D You\'ll get to see it. I just need to know where to place it. You\'re brilliant!



To shadowama: Aww, sorry for the slow updates. Here you go! :D *kisses* Thank you.



To TheKing34: Thank you!



To anuriel: Harry holidays too! Sorry, I\'ve been off dealing with some stuff. Here\'s the chapter. Thank you!





*rolls off*