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: I'm BACK! Sorry for the long wait. I am touched by the reviews and mails you guys have sent. Really, they're awesome! And I have really, really gotten deep into this pairing. I surprised myself too! It seemed so dirty, IS pedophile-ish, but I can't seem to help finding it oddly arousing too. I know I have freaked some of you out, and please forgive me. The hot bits that is non-Dumbles/Harry will be in the next chapter and the next...

Here's as promised, the next chapter! DUMBLES/HARRY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Draco Malfoy, the renowned Malfoy heir with an incredibly rich line of ancestry, Slytherin Ice Prince and king of its courts, fiancé of the Boy-Who-Lived, marvelously white-blonde with fair ivory complexion and a strong nose and chin…was thoroughly enjoying the view.

Or rather to say, lounging on the couch in Dumbledore’s office, panting with a flushed face and pumping his angry red erection, failing spectacularly in an attempt to remain his cool like a true Malfoy should.

Not that anyone was paying any attention to him, of course. All eyes were on the writhing figure swathed between the two redheads on Dumbledore’s desk. Weasley, Shacklebolt and Dumbledore were watching on with enjoyable silence, while the foursome at the other corner almost in shadows, with Lupin riding two cocks and Lucius’s arousal thrusting into his mouth, cast occasional glances towards Harry amidst the flurry of their activities.

His cock twitched violently against his desperate hand at the sight of Harry’s naked gleaming body worshipped and teased. Those miles of creamy skin deserved to be licked and tasted inch by inch, every crevice and cavern plunged into and explored. How could anyone resist such temptation? He rendered even the most stoic of Malfoys speechless. Especially when the boy leaned himself upon you, touching back with bold, yet oddly innocent indulgence and practically purred while he presented himself to your eyes, spreading those legs wide, wide apart in offering…

Draco’s cock jumped again at that thought, the vivid image in his recollection making his mouth water. He swallowed absently, staring at Harry while his lover flung his head back onto Charlie Weasley’s shoulder and arched in pleasure.

It seemed on the surface that Harry was the one savagely used, but Draco knew otherwise. Harry was a natural bottom, yes, with an almost insatiable appetite to be filled from the inside. He was not, however, a total submissive. There was just something about him that made his lovers ache to please him…to respond to his every moan and whimper. They revered him…yearned to hear from his mouth the cries and screams they caused. Harry was the one pulling the strings that propel the act of the intercourse, so that with every move from the one fucking him, he got double or triple the pleasure. He was surrendering his body for the taking, but subconsciously, he was in control.

Very Slytherin, Draco thought, smirking at the times his fiancé managed to work him, Severus and Lucius up to a state of delirious lust, so that they took him over and over again till he collapsed in exhaustion, sated and grinning at his own success. Now the two Weasley men were like their father and Shacklebolt, lured in by the beautiful body.

Draco’s gaze turned to the nicely rounded bulge in Harry’s middle and his heart swelled uncontrollably with affection and pride. His strong, beautiful carrier, occasionally lifting his hand to stroke the mound, as if silently communicating with their baby, cooing at him, talking to him...

Harry gave a scream with his climax, white fluid spurting onto his swollen belly, and when Draco saw him tightly held on to by the Weasley brothers as they pumped into his fiance and shot their load simultaneously into his body, the blonde thrust his hips and succumbed to his own violent, long-overdue orgasm…

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Dumbledore had kissed him.

Harry touched his lips, aware that he had just kissed his guardian, confidante, advisor and one of the most powerful man in the Wizarding World. Kissed, so thoroughly kissed with tongue and all, and he did not find it the least bit nauseating, considering the wizard was about a hundred years old and his grandfather figure to boot. Then again, Lucius was almost his father-in-law, and he was having sex with the man practically everyday since they got over the Over-protecting-of-pregnant-Harry-period.

Nothing could be weird to him anymore, he thought wistfully, smiling up at the Headmaster and leaning up for a kiss again while he was led to his desk. Their tongues touched and danced sensually, the scent of Dumbledore overwhelming his senses and calming him in its light sweetness. Dumbledore’s hands were gently caressing his lower back, running his fingers down to Harry’s crack and up again, and the black-haired boy swept his fingers through those silver long locks, messing them up.

He had long been aware of Dumbledore’s solitude, often wondering why there were never mentions of the old man’s family or if he even had one in the first place. The Headmaster was an enigma, and while Harry sometimes poured his heart out to this quiet, comforting listener, the other man never revealed anything of himself except riddles or ambiguous comments with twinkles in his eyes that left Harry confused. There were speculations, but no answer as to the powerful wizard’s preferences. He remained an important figure in Harry’s life though, by being a solid pillar of support and a wealth of knowledge as well.

‘Call me Albus,’ the man whispered against his mouth, gently sucking on Harry bottom lip. He has apparently sensed what Harry was thinking, the all-knowing bastard. Harry grinned, working his swollen lips enthusiastically against Dumble-Albus’s thin ones, tasting the light, refreshingly sweet and musky taste of the old man’s mouth. The hands at his lower back made him want to purr, and so he did so. Albus pulled away, chuckling.

The trail of saliva broke between them, and Harry gazed contentedly at the man’s facial contours. Despite the lines of wrinkles, they were still so elegantly defined. Carved deep into the man’s face, they accentuated a strong jaw, a long and slightly crooked nose and deep-set, intense blue eyes that have seen many years pass by. So enamoured in his observation of Albus, Harry never noticed the thin lips silently murmuring…

…until magic washed over him suddenly and he gave an unmanly squeak, looking down at the two-piece purple bikini that adorned his previously naked body. He gave a few blinks, his mind processing slowly as he took in the stars, oh gods, bright yellow stars that patterned over the shimmering purple. They looked vaguely familiar…

Harry reddened to the very tips of his ears. This was the present from Albus when Harry’s pregnancy was announced to the school. He remembered hightailing from the room when all his lovers tried to get him to put it on. The reason was, of course, that the bikini was no more than a small scrap of cloth strategically placed to show off the assets. And they do so spectacularly, because it was just bloody minimal.

Now, on his expanded body, it seemed even flimsier. The small triangular piece of cloth mimicking the function of bra pads could hardly hold his rounder and fuller breasts in. The sides of his nipples were showing almost cheekily, and his breasts hung over the strap that went under them and wrapped into a delicate ribbon at his back. The underwear was no more than a g-string that hung low on his tremendous belly, and although he couldn’t see it, he could feel the barely there coverage of the cloth at his groin, because he still felt air between his legs. There were holes cut into the cloth to achieve better access, and Harry couldn’t be more embarrassed at this moment.

The perverted old man was chuckling! Harry glanced up, looking delectable instead when he tried to look put out. He had no idea why he felt more exposed when he did when naked, but even as he tried to squirm away, a sense of thrill coursed through him at the fact that all the men had halted their movements all of a sudden and were staring at him in undeniable lust. Draco and Sirius were drooling. Someone whistled and it sounded very much like Charlie.

Harry looked down, still blushing, and suddenly noticed that he had heels on too. His mind boggled, wondering when they had come on as he observed the elegant purple straps twirling and twisting around, up past his ankles and into a delicate bow at the sides of his calves, looking for all the world like a dancer’s heels. Now he couldn’t deny that he looked a sight, and looking up into lust-filled twinkling blue eyes, he smiled slowly and followed the man to his high chair.

Albus guided him over gently, sitting himself down before leaning back and pulling his knees slightly apart. Harry’s mouth suddenly went dry. Not with fear, but with swift excitement and arousal.

‘May I?’ he asked softly, licking his lips to show his eagerness. At Albus’s approving chuckle, he kneeled as fast as he could manage with the heels and belly, and started working on the bright buttons of the man’s robes. With each area of smooth cloth he separated, the rate of his heartbeat increased. He’d never thought, even for once, that he would be doing this one day, and that it would turn him on so much.

Albus lounged casually, looking like the Lord of the place, placing his hands in Harry’s hair and combing through it reverently. But his gaze was benign and soft, concealing his raging lust for the boy currently on his knees undressing him. He swept his beard aside, not wanting it to obscure the sight of Harry, his beloved ward, with his mouth around his hard member. Ah…it’d been such a long time…

Harry separated Albus’s robes, revealing a pale chest dusted with light hair. It was slightly muscled, indicating that the man had not lost his power physically, no matter the age. This is an incredibly powerful wizard, and Harry was given the green light to taste him. He felt giddy. Harry reached forward and licked his way down the slight abs, delighting in the intake of breath and rippling of muscle beneath his tongue. His fingers worked on the buttons on the pants while his head nuzzled the fair body beneath him, and finally, finally…he reached his goal.

He pulled his plaything out, awed by the eleven-inch erection poking him in the face. It was far longer and wider than he’d thought, but it should have been expected of Albus, really. Size being proportionate to power and whatnot. It was very red, meaning that Albus had been aroused for quite some time, and very strongly aroused either. Harry stared at the length, wanting to memorise its feel and appearance. The slight curve of it upwards, the slightly sagging skin at the balls, the veins running through the throbbing length, and the large one on the underside, pulsing with magic and need.

‘Go ahead and taste it, boy…,’ Albus urged, brushing his fingers on Harry’s cheeks and the corner of his mouth. Harry nodded immediately, his tongue already sticking out before it even contacted the drop of precome beading at the tip. He took it in, making a show of swallowing it, before looking at more liquid oozing out of the slit, using his tongue to lap them all up too.

He heard Albus groan softly and smiled, taking his time to lave on the hard, strong length like a lollipop, sometimes taking half of it into his mouth and looking avidly up into Albus’s eyes. The taste was intoxicating, and the magic pulsating off the man in front of him was incredible. He sucked and sucked, closing his eyes to fully savour the feel and taste of Albus’s erection in his mouth. Working his lips to the maximum, he tried to slowly take it all in. When he managed, he gave a hum in triumph that sent the cock in his mouth twitching. The white curls at the base of the cock had a musky smell, and Harry couldn’t resist burying his face in to inhale the masculine smell.

To see Harry hungering for his taste, sent Albus into a lust frenzy again. The tension rose to a new high when he glimpsed Harry’s bulging cheeks, and the long lashes that brushed his belly when Harry burrowed and dug his nose into the curls, Albus’s entire length sheathed inside the delicious mouth. He nudged Harry up before he could fall into climax as he was not done with the boy yet.

He slowly lifted the boy up and settled him on his desk, being extra careful with Harry’s condition. Once he was positioned, Albus’s breath hitched involuntarily at the overwhelming sight of decadence all laid for him. Harry had spread his legs automatically, knowing how that act would expose him beautifully for his lovers. He was an amazing sight splayed and supported with elbows as he laid back, his long hair draped in tendrils around his shoulders and the desk behind him, the purple bikini thong hiding nothing at all. The holes were so accurately cut that Albus got a full, fresh view of the red hard-on, gleaming and dripping cunt and a winking pucker.

He surreptitiously cast a cleaning spell and dove in after he’d looked his fill, mouth immediately seeking the sweetness of Harry’s juices. Those wet, shiny lips welcomed him warmly, convulsing around his tongue even as Harry’s moans reached his ears. He worried those tender red areas between his lips, earning hip thrusts from Harry and urgent pleas.

‘Oh, Albus...Albus! Ugh…please, please…,’ Harry’s voice drifted, his eyes rolling back as his sensitive areas were nibbled and breached. Knowing Albus was down there, tasting him and almost eating him out, turned him on so much.

‘Please what, Harry?’ the Headmaster husked, his voice vibrating through Harry’s groin, his breath teasing Harry’s clit and balls. ‘Do you want to me to taste you lower down or continue to play my tongue inside your walls? To eat down your red, hard cock and suck the essence out of it, or bury my face between your legs until you shout your release and shoot your juices all over my face?

Hearing such dirty words coming from the normally upright, traditional and polite Headmaster made Harry moan immediately. He made sure his heels were firmly planted on the desk and using his elbows as leverage, stared at Albus’s head and thrust his hips up into the man’s face, seeking for more pressure. ‘Anything, Albus…anything. Please, please, just don’t stop…don’t you stop…,’ he almost sobbed, big green eyes darkened with arousal, breaths coming in gasps.

‘Anything, my boy? Shall I show you just what a ‘Head’master means?’ Albus almost purred, and before Harry could comprehend what he had said, the old wizard licked a steady path up Harry’s erection, along the sensitive large vein, till he reached the tip of his beautiful prick and sucked viciously.

Harry gave a howl and almost jerked Albus’s head off if not for his hands holding those slim but powerful hips down. Albus’s forehead touched the mound of Harry’s belly and he nuzzled in, ticking Harry’s lower belly with his hair, while in the meantime, he gulped in all the musky precome he could, coaxing more with his suction and causing Harry to whimper with the feeling that was likened to having his soul sucked out of his body. Albus shamelessly sample his entire length, prodding and tasting every little corner, beneath his foreskin and between creases, licking where the veins were, and engulfing the head or entire length altogether, giving Harry the feel of being sheathed in tight heat.

His cock was suckled like a damn candy, and it was one of the most incredible feeling in the world. At the end, Albus succeeded in giving him an absolutely-fucktastic orgasm that left him screaming and then blacking out for a moment. He remained there, limp and wobbly with his legs still spread impossibly wide due to Albus’s hands clamped on his thighs, catching his breath and recovering from the bliss. Harry could feel his heels scratching a little on the surface of Albus’s desk, and the juices from his vagina were dripping endlessly down his slim thong and onto the desk.

‘’Head’ master indeed…’ he giggled weakly, looking back up into Albus’s eyes, which were darkened with lust and desire. Albus leaned over him to plant a fierce kiss on his lips, and Harry could tell that the man was barely holding it up.

In a swift moment, though, the Headmaster had reached for one of his drawers and withdrew none other than a couple of lollipops. Harry could not hold in his snort then, biting his lips after and looked in amusement at the fact that this old man could not hold in the urge for sweets, and that he kept them in his desk drawers. He opened his mouth, knowing he would be offered one, but clamped them shut soon after. His eyes could only widen when, without a moment’s hesitation, Albus swiped one of the wrapper-less lollipops between Harry’s legs, making sure to coat them with juice before popping it into his mouth. Harry stared at those moving lips while they sucked at the stained lollipop, and his mind reeled.

And when Albus prodded his pussy and stuck the cream-white lollipop inside, Harry stopped breathing. He couldn’t look past his pregnant belly, so he settled for laying back on the desk and closing his eyes shut to savour the sensation. The lollipop was slowly moved. In, out, in, out…and Harry could feel sticky, viscous liquid slide down between his legs.

‘Fuck…,’ he gasped, as Albus made a hard thrust suddenly, and Harry felt the round ball of the candy squeeze through his tight muscles. He could feel the sweet layers of the lollipop rub themselves off slowly inside his vagina, coating his walls and making his juices sweet. He whimpered in pleasure at that thought, for that only means that Albus was going to taste and tongue him in there.

Another one was pressed against his anus, and suddenly, it was inside, popping past his sphincter, being sucked into his body with his rippling walls. Harry screwed his eyes shut and moaned wantonly at the feeling, feeling two small balls embedded inside his two entrances, massaged by the inner walls that he could not stop moving. He could not help it. The rippling movements of his channels was a habit he’d acquired, and now all he could do was squeeze and milk the lollipop in him as if he would a cock.

He chanced a look down to see Albus staring intently between his legs, slowly observing as the lollipops were pulled in and out of the entrances with identical little ‘pops’ and squishy sounds, leaving white-ish substances flowing and mingling with the juices, since they’re vanilla-flavoured. Unable to resist, Albus popped one out of Harry’s pussy and leaned in to take its place with this tongue.

Harry was sweet all over, literally. In his rippling passage, dripping onto his vagina lips, coating his clit, dripping down onto the leaking anus…Albus licked them all up. The boy was flinging his head back and moaning like a harlot, pushing his groin against Albus’s face, and the Headmaster was delighted in the responses. He worked his mouth diligently, working his tongue and the lollipop into Harry’s body till the boy’s natural musky, peachy flavour blended marvelously with the lollipop’s. He licked and sucked vigorously, determined to get all the taste into his mouth. Oh, how sweet the beautiful boy was…

And when Harry’s climax came, Albus sucked mercilessly on his vagina and anus both, unable to get enough of the taste. He added fingers to the mix, massaging and teasing Harry inside his body till the boy went almost delirious with lust, his hips lifting off the desk and back arching taut. He took out the fingers buried deep inside Harry to clean with his tongue, then plunged them back again, scissored and twisted, and brought them out again to savour the finger’s coating.

All Harry could remember when he came back from his high was that he had screamed himself hoarse with pleasure, and that his openings, both of them, were so tender that a slight stretch might just make him scream. Albus was leaning over him, arms around his prone form and leaving kisses on his tear-stained face, then traveling down to nibble on his neck. And Harry let his beloved Headmaster leave a little bite on his throat…just a small little hickey.

‘Albus…,’ Harry started softly, looking into the Headmaster’s eyes and silently communicating that it was now his turn to take care of his needs. Harry felt the urge to, and the idea of Albus inside him was making him aroused, far more than he should be right now. ‘Can I…can I ride you?’ Harry asked, smiling coyly.

The gleam apparent in Dumbledore’s eyes told him everything. The next he knew, he was settled into the wizard’s lap, with a cushioning charm at his back so that he would not feel the side of the desk poking into him. His own legs, stilettos still present, were draped over the arms of the chair and he was facing Albus, his prick alongside the Headmaster’s.

Slowly, they manouvred so that Harry was lifted and a prick was nudging at his vagina. ‘I think you could do with some stretching, dear boy, before your labour starts in a few days,’ Albus said, smiling brightly at him as Harry was slowly lowered, his lips and hole expanding to accommodate the girth and length slowly impaling him.

‘Oh, yes…yesyesyes..,’ the dark-haired boy hissed in pleasure, eyelids fluttering attractively as he was slowly breached. He had been stretched before from the multiple partners he had, so there was no pain. There was only tenderness, which he relished in, as a reminder of how he was being used this very night in Dumbledore’s office.

The Cushioning Charm kept him comfortable as he was lifted easily by the old wizard, who seemed to have impossible strength. His legs clamped over the arms of the chair, toes curling, as on the first huge thrust, Albus managed to find his prostate. It was subsequently nailed on viciously, considering the length of Albus’s member, and the fact that Albus Dumbledore just seemed to know just where everything were, including this little spot that sent Harry screaming with pleasure and convulsing.

Harry’s hands scrambled on his mentor’s while he was fucked within an inch of his breath, bouncing up and down on Albus’s lap. With what strength and sober thoughts he had left, he managed to give in a few huge clenching of muscles which succeeded in making Albus moan. Up and down, up and down….and Albus’s eyes eventually strayed from where it was surveying the sight of Harry’s red, swollen vagina lips devouring his cock, onto Harry’s flushed, sweaty face, gaping mouth and the locks of hair stuck to his face. Then they went down to the jiggling breasts, that had fallen out of the sparse bikini some time ago, and Albus leant forward to suckle on them, since they seemed to beckon him.

Harry cried out when he felt the mouth on his nipples. They were increasingly sensitive since his conception, and now Albus was almost chewing on them like they were gum candy. The tender nubs rose to their peaks on their own, and Albus teased them with that clever tongue…nibbling and suckling on them. When the milk came out, the Headmaster was so turned on by the taste and the image that he pulled Harry down even harder on his cock, causing the boy to take the cock deeper than he previously could.

His prostate, battered beyond his imagination, and so overworked for that night, caused his last orgasm to be extremely painful and pleasurable. Harry was unable to give a distinction to that; he was too far off. He squeezed his passage impossibly tight at the last moment, causing Albus to cry out softly, and the warm wetness shot into him at the same time that his spasms came, crashing through him like a tidal wave.

Harry leaned and burrowed his head against Albus’s shoulders, eyes close and gasping for breath. And when Albus drew him up into a gentle kiss, he did not resist.



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TBC.

So...anyone freaked out? Anyone completely in love with Dumbles/Harry? XD

Next up: A change in Harry's life :P


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