The Hogwarts Ho

After the whole Christmas fiasco, Snape didn’t say much to me; he pretended that nothing has happened on the Christmas day. He kept giving me the top marks on my pitiful homework and exams as usual, and nodded curtly when I say hello to him in the hallways. The Elles don’t suspect a thing between him and me, but Mary Jane knew that something weird is happening. I worked really hard to pretend that I’m perfectly fine by working hard to bring my grades up.
3 days before the final exams, a letter was delivered to me at the breakfast table. It was from Tom the innkeeper; he demands me to come back into the gruesome kitchen in the Leaky Cauldron and work my butt off for the busy summer season as usual. But, I am not going to the dreary inn for 3 weeks! Sylvie has invited all the Elles to her family’s summer house at a remote getaway resort for the wizards in Hawaii. The resort is very exclusive for blue blood witches and wizards like Sylvie Sheffield and Mary Jane Weston. Sylvie’s family is alright except her mother because she thinks I’m not pure enough to be in the Elles, and Sylvie’s older brother Torrance has an eye for me since I met him years ago. He’s 2 years older than me and goes to the Durmstrang, because Mrs. Sheffield thinks Hogwarts is too soft on boys. I wrote a quick reply to the Tom (and a note and audible kiss that he’d understand completely), and tied it to the large brown owl that was eating my sausages with its sharp beak.
On the last day of the school, Snape wanted to see me in his office before I go back to the inn. Mary Jane threw me a shrewd I-know-it-all look, but I ignored her and ran down to his deep dark dungeon right after the breakfast, bursting with sheer happiness of thinking about my first ever summer holiday with my best friends. The train would leave in 2 hours. Plus I’ve nailed every single subject in the O.W.L. except Astrology; I just couldn’t figure out what the heck I was seeing on the sky. But who cares about it as far as I know what the moon and the stars are. I found myself humming a tune I heard from radio a long time ago. The song was one of the muggle singers’ and I loved it so much, only that I don’t know the name of the song. I was wearing an old pair of jeans and a simple white tee shirt, and my long black hair was dancing behind my back as I ran down to the dungeon. When I opened the door, the room was empty and I couldn’t find him. God, where the hell is he? I was getting impatient, because he’s wasting my precious time. But suddenly I felt somebody grabbed my shoulder hard behind my back.
I spun around, and startled a little.

“Professor, you really scared me”

I thought he was going to get mad of my girlish response, but he was actually smiling at me. His thin lips were not so much pursed and I could see his teeth.
“Have a seat, Miss Rocher”
He offered me a chair in front of his big old desk. He sat in front of me and stared into my eyes as if he’s trying to see what is going on in my soul.

“I heard that you are going to stay with Miss Sheffield for 3 weeks in the summer, am I right?”

“Yes, professor”

He was looking at me still, and stood up suddenly.

“Would you be comfortable there?”

He blurted out very unexpectedly. I didn’t know what to say.

“I will be, professor”

“What if you hate it there?”

“Then I will go back to the Leaky Cauldron and work in the kitchen for the rest of the summer, professor”

I said without even blinking my eyes. And I saw he smirked, which made my heart shudder.

“If you change your mind and want to get out of there, send me an owl anytime. I’ll be right there and pick you up”

“Where would you take me, then, professor? To my stepfather’s house in the Ireland?”

“Absolutely not” he spat with cold fury.

“If you hate it in your friend’s house, I’ll take you to…to my house”

I sat there, motionless, totally dumbstruck.

“Do you have one?”

I didn’t know what made me so bold at that time.
“Yes”

“But I wouldn’t want to bother you, professor. And your family too”

He smirked again, but a little more kindly this time.

“No, I’d like you to come to my house for the summer, and for your information, I don’t have a family, Miss Rocher”

Yeah, it figures, I thought.

“Well then, I will send you an owl if anyone treats me badly. Thank you so much, professor Snape”

I faked a smile and left the room. I felt his deep penetrating gaze on my back as I walked away from him.

“So what did the jackass want from you? Hope it’s not a blowjob or something, ugh”

The Elles were dying to know why he wanted to see me. We were in the train, occupying a compartment by ourselves, eating off the chocolate frogs and sucking the licorice wands. At first I wanted to blab every single detail to them and have a hearty laugh altogether, but a corner of my heart kept whispering that I should keep all that a secret from everyone. I thought about how his face brightened up when I told him that I’d go to his house…and how his thin pale lips were twitching with raw pleasure when I smiled at him.

“Oh he just wanted to see me to make sure I didn’t copy your essay for the last homework, Sylvie. God he’s just a creep! Ugh! He grilled me for about 15 minutes, asking this and that…”

I shuddered and they bought it. Adele took out the latest issue of the Witch Weekly and we began to talk about the new lip glosses and the sandals with wings on the ankles. The sun was shining brightly outside the windows and my heart was filled with happiness again, not because of enjoying my first summer holiday but because of somebody actually caring for me.

When we got out of the train, I saw a huge gentleman with reddish pink face, shouting “Hallo, girls! Here here!”
It was Mr. Thomas Sheffield, Sylvie’s dad. He’s a very famous healer in the wizarding world for his unique treatment on illegal potion-related injuries. His deep blue eyes were twinkling with happiness in his tiny glasses. Next to him, Torrance was standing there, tall and gorgeous as usual. He got all the good genes from his parents- the deep blue eyes from his father and tall, handsome physique from his mother. He ran toward us as we were getting out of the train and held my hands really tightly. I saw Adele and Nina were exchanging a meaningful look each other.

“Hello, Torrance”
I beamed at him. I actually like him because he doesn’t look at me as if I’m some kind of a disease-ridden elf.

“Hello Dinah, it’s been a long time, I guess”
He grinned and looked into my eyes.

“You got prettier than before, Dinah, I barely recognized you”
His face got red as I laughed.

“And you got very handsome too; you look like one of the members of the Rockers dragons”
Mr. Sheffield came to greet me too. He held me warm into his large fat chest and said that I’d enjoy my first summer holiday with them. And then we all held onto him and Torrance to apparate to the summer house in Hawaii. With the familiar vacuum-like sensation, I landed on the soft sand of the warm beach, Torrance holding my hand still.

A week has passed; and I still can’t get enough of the salty sea breeze blowing on my face and the tropical flavored air tickling my bare skin on the beach. For the first few days, we Elles spent all day at the Sheffield’s private beach; Torrance put up a huge tent on the sand while we were swimming in the ocean on the first day. I wore Adele’s old bikini and had so much fun in the green blue ocean. I could see all the beautiful fish and sea creatures that don’t exist in the muggle world. Palm trees were big and tall enough to be our shades when we had lunch on the sand. Torrance volunteered to make some cocktails for us but got yelled off from Mrs. Sheffield. Sabrina Sheffield pretended well to be happy to see me in the public, but I knew she still thinks that I’m so not meant to be in her precious summer house in the first place. I tried so hard not to be seen with Torrance as much as possible, but it seemed like he is trying so hard to be seen with me as much as possible. He looked like a Greek god in his blue and yellow sunflower print swim trunk. He always threw me into the water and tried to impress me with so many childish jokes while we were on the beach. Mrs. Sheffield did not like this at all, but with her loving husband and the rest of the Elles, she just put up with it and didn’t say much to me. My friends are aware of this, and they decided to stay up in the tent for the whole 3 weeks with me. It’s easy to block Torrance off in that way. Torrance graduated Durmstrang this summer and is now training in the St. Mungo’s as an intern before he goes into the Academy of National Wizards’ Healers and Potioneers this fall. Sylvie said he’s quite talented in psychology of permanently cursed patients. So he’s smart, and he got the good looks. Why is he interested in me anyway, I’ve got nothing but tragedy. He deserves someone better and pure than me.
Another week has passed. I was having too much fun that I forgot how time flies so fast. And I realized that my birthday is approaching too. It will be the happiest birthday ever, because I am surrounded by the people who I really love. But I was wrong, just so wrong, just as usual.
On my birthday morning, I woke up feeling a weird sensation throughout my body. At first I didn’t know where I was. I should be sleeping in the tent outside on the beach, my friends around me. Instead, I was in a strange dark room, and I realized that someone was licking my pussy with tongue. With a yelp I jumped and kicked the person. I heard Torrance screaming OUCH and fell on the floor.

“Torrance!”

“You fucking little whore…you almost broke my nose!”

He stood up, and through the dim light coming from the window, I saw him completely naked, his huge cock throbbing and ready to screw me.
I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing. This is Torrance, the nice guy who treats me like a real lover. He brought me up to his room and enjoying my flesh while I was sleeping. He’s just like my stepfather. He’s not a nice guy after all.
Then I couldn’t move a muscle; he put a Petrificus Totalus on me. I tried to think all the charms and spells I learned so far, but being so scared and terrified, I couldn’t think of anything right. Seeing Torrance walking toward me, with a malicious smile on his handsome face made me wet his bed. And to my horror, he bent forward and licked the urine flowing from my pussy.

“You are just so delicious in every way, Dinah…and you’ve been denying me since I met you. You shall be punished from now on, until I get satisfied. There’s no one to help you in this house today because they all went to the Diagon Alley, to get you some nice birthday presents. I asked them all to go out early to surprise you. But not my mother of course, because she’s still sleeping in her room. So if you make one more sound…you know the consequences”

“Now, I want to screw you…I’ve been waiting for a long time…and you should be thankful to be fucked by a pure blood wizard like me, because you certainly have no class in your blood…I treated you nice so far even though you are totally not worth it, because
I wanted to shock you…at the end…like this!”

I felt every single nerve of my body came back to life. Before I could make any sense out of it, I felt my wrists were hogtied with a thick, coarse rope coming out from his dark birch wand. My ankles got chained on each bedpost too, so he could have a full view of my core. I was sobbing with fear and utter humiliation. It was just so stupid of me to trust him. How could I not see his true intentions? He started licking my tears with his hot tongue, slowly down to my neck, and he bit my nipples like a snake. I couldn’t dare to scream, because I knew that Torrance will deny everything and lie to his mother that I started this entire horrible thing. I’d just endure this till he gets satisfied, and leave the house as soon as possible. I just prayed that he’d finish everything fast. He giggled as he sees pain on my face. He sucked my nipples as if he’s sucking milk like a baby. His handsome skillful hands caressed my belly and my buttocks. When he touched my clit, I shut my eyes hard and wished he could finish it soon before Mrs. Sheffield wakes up.
After he rubbed it a couple of times, he reached to the side table and opened the top drawer. I saw a tiny red box in his right hand. He took out a tiny sparkling thing and held up in his fingers. Before I could see what it is, I felt the most terrible shock throughout my body; I bit my lips with all my might. Hot tears were running out from my eyes and I felt a streak of blood coming out from lips. I realized that he pierced my clit with the stupid gold ring in his fingers.

“There, there…you never looked better my darling…now you are ready for me, like a good slave witch. Let me just clean up the blood…”

He patted my shivering thighs with the sheet on the bed, and shoved two pillows under my buttocks for better fucking. I felt the ropes around my ankles were digging into my skin. He just chuckled, and then started eating my pussy yet again. His tongue went into my inner lips and moved down to my anus. To my great horror, he mumbled something and my pussy started releasing juice for him like a flood.

“What a little whore you are…you can’t resist me at all, can you, Dinah…you are just so dirty and nasty…”

Then he started the real game; his cock was stretching my body in every way possible. He came twice, and before he started the third one, he took off the ropes on my ankles and raised my legs up, shoved his cock into my anus as he jammed his wand into my pussy mercilessly. Even my stepfather didn’t do things like that before. I stopped crying because all the fluid in my body got dried up. The wand was tearing my body on its own. He came with a deep grunt from his throat, but the wand was still attacking me nonstop.

“Please…please stop it Torrance…I can’t take it anymore…”

“But I do love when you are all horny like this…your clit is throbbing like a whore’s, and I know you love it”

“And now...for the final treatment…”
He took the wand out, and took off the ropes on my wrists. I couldn’t try run away because of the pain.

“Come sit on my chest now” he ordered.
I got up, and collapsed onto the floor. He laughed heartily, and ordered me again.

“Get up and sit on my chest now, or I will shove my wand in your ass this time, get up”
Fear grabbed my heart; I got up and tried to do what he wants. He was laid on the carpeted floor. I lowered my ass carefully to his chest, facing him with terror and sadness. But he wanted it different.

“NO, I want to see your ass facing me”

So I turned around, biting my lips hard because every movement on my body is like having the Unforgivable curses, all three of them at the same time.

“Now, I want you to shit on my face so I can eat it”

“What…? What did you just say…?

“I want to eat your crap. NOW, do it or I will make you eat it too”

“But…NO!” I couldn’t believe my ears. Is this guy for real? I mean, how come anyone wants to eat such thing?

But Torrance was adamant.

“It’s just my thing…I love girls shitting on me. Sometimes I eat it if it’s good. And I’ve wanted to eat yours for a long time…”

“NO, NO I can’t do such stuff. I’ll tell your parents and…”

“Pfft, like they’re going to believe you. In fact, nobody’s gonna believe such thing. They’d all think you made it up and kick you out from the Hogwarts and all. They’d think you’re just a sick dirty whore. So you’d better listen to me now and shit on me, or I’m gonna make you eat it and I mean it”

But there’s no way I’d do such thing. I kept saying tearful no’s, and he was getting mad every minute. And then suddenly, I heard the door smashed down with a thunderous Bam, and Mrs. Sheffield was standing there, with hellish fury in her eyes, her body shivering with rage.