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 notes: Whew, another chapter up! XD I really hope you like this chapter, with it being rushed in between assignments and all. Harry is...further used. And he freaking loves it. Period. Enjoy!


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‘Dracooo…’

Harry whined as Draco’s warmth left him. Their gazes never left each other as Draco slid to the side of the bed and lunged there comfortably, his eyes piercing and unfathomable.

Then two weights descended upon Harry and he caught a glimpse of blonde as lips crashed onto his. He moaned loudly, the action of threading his hand through blonde strands so familiar and arousing. Another set of hands were, at the same time, working on his breasts from the other side of him, sandwiching him between two hard and warm bodies. He imagined two Dracos smirking down at him taking everything he offered and claiming his body together..

‘I’m not your darling boyfriend, Potter.’ The lips murmured, nibbling and travelling down his neck. ‘Neither is Terry.’ Bite. Suck.

‘How did you do it, Saviour?’ The last word is snarled into his ear, delivered with a harsh tug of the lobe. ‘How did you make us go crazy over you again? First, your noble heroics…and now your sluttish body begging to be ravished and filled?’

Harry arched into the hot mouth that was just spitting hatred at him, as it clamped over his hard nipple and chewed. Smith was relentless as usual, pressing Harry’s arms above his head. Harry hitched his breath in anticipation as Terry moved down his midsection in one lascivious lick and a thrust into his navel, then bypassed his aching erection. Harry protested a little, but automatically spread his legs.

‘Such an attention-seeking whore. We do see you, Potter. And you’re getting what you want, just like always, because by the end of these fucking sessions we’ll all know you inside out. Your pretty body belongs to all of us; we’d have seen and tasted and touched every inch of you, you won’t be lacking any attention at all,’ Smith hissed.

‘Stop imitating me and get on with it, Zach.” Draco cut in from the side and grinned.

Smith flipped a finger at him, smirked back and went to join Terry between Harry’s legs to admire the sight of gleaming thighs and a butt crack already slicked with juice. They moved together as one, tongue trailing down the creamy white inner thighs to conjoin at Harry’s winking pucker. By then, Harry’s hips were already lifted and held on to. Their noses nuzzled at Harry’s crease, fingers coming up between the plump arse cheeks to stretch the pucker open. And then like vultures, they dove in to slurp and sip obscenely at the sweet-smelling fluid, making Harry jerk and tremble at the feel of two tongues eating him out and two heads nudging his privates.

Terry pulled back to allow Smith full access to the convulsing hole. And he took advantage, thrusting his tongue as deep as he could go into Harry to taste his musk. Slowly, he teased Harry’s entrance till he relaxed, and then inserted both his thumbs to pull the pucker wide open so that Terry could lave at the fluttering inner walls at will.

Soon after, Harry was sobbing and pleading for more, making them unable to stand waiting any longer. Terry thrust four fingers into Harry, who forced his body to open up like he did for Draco’s fist earlier. Smith positioned him so that he was on his back between the two boys facing him on their sides. As soon as Terry pulled out and thrust his engorged cock in, Smith dug two more fingers into his hole alongside the cock and pulled it wider. Hard.

Harry screamed a little, pain jostling up his body. ‘Oh god! No…no, wait..,’ he sobbed, desperate for some time to get used to it. Terry bent down to muffle his cries. When Smith forced his length in with one powerful thrust, stretching Harry beyond his imagination, Harry broke the kiss and screamed, his voice reverberating down the hall.

They were merciless and did not pause to make him adjust. Two hard pricks moved in a frantic pace inside him, one fucking into him while the other pulled back. Skin and flesh rubbed against his tender, chafed walls, stretching his rectum wider. Then after they felt Harry loosen a bit more, they simultaneously thrust into him, shoving two cocks to the hilt into his hole at the same time, making him cry out in the fullness.

They pulled out together and did it again, again and again…

Harry was crying and babbling incoherently, both in pain and pleasure, his nerves sensitized to the point where he felt like his hole was burning up. His body jerked with every thrust, his buttocks off the bed and resting on the sharp hips of the two fucking him while his shoulders and head were lying on the mattress.

Mouths attached themselves onto his breasts again from either side and he flung his arms around Smith’s and Terry’s head, clinging for dear life, pressing them harder into his chest. They let him, occupying themselves with moving within him and tasting those fleshy mounds. Harry moaned and wept as they found his prostate and started to bang into it with every thrust.

In his hazy mind, he pictured himself held tight between two muscular bodies, Colin’s lenses focusing on his wide opened entrance with two slick cocks buried in it. Then the thighs gripped high in the air to allow the boys convenience, and two heads, one dark and one blonde, bowed on his chest feasting intently on his nipples.

The sounds he made were effectively silenced by a long fat black dildo thrust into his mouth. ‘Suck it, Potter,’ he vaguely heard Dennis’s voice, and proceeded working as if he was taking a real cock into his throat. His head began to sink into the bed from the force of the dildo’s thrusts

After what seemed like hours, Harry could no longer keep up with the insane thrusting ripping at his arse and those intense suction at his breasts. Eyes blurring, breaths coming in short with the rod blocking his passageway, he convulsed when hands finally touched his cock and flicked over his slit. White flashes invaded the darkness beneath his lids, the sensation of his orgasm washing over him, sapping him of the last of his energy.

Arms squeezed around him so tight he could hardly breathe. A strange warmth then gushed non-stop into his belly, and he only vaguely registered it….



‘Enervate.’

Draco watched solemnly as his lover blinked. He placed a soft kiss onto the smaller boy’s lips, bringing him out of his daze. ‘Can you take more, Harry?’ He whispered.

Harry gazed up at him in tired confusion.

‘You’re obviously exhausted.’ Draco continued, his eyes softening. ‘Its alright if you can’t, love, I’ll just bring you up to- ‘

Harry stopped him with a slight tug to his sleeves. ‘No…I’m fine, Dray. I-I…want more. I NEED more.’ His eyes shone.

The blond stared at Harry, then slowly nodded. ‘If you say so. But don’t force yourself.’

And then he turned to the crowd and said, ‘Continue.’


Neville was next, and he handled Harry like he was a fragile porcelain doll, first giving Harry a slow, loving blowjob to make sure he got relaxed and aroused. Harry was the one urging Neville to claim him, all the while whispering he would love to offer himself to his loyal friend who had protected and stood by him.

Neville gave in, his adoration and gratitude to the Boy-Who-Lived rising with the knowledge of his own near encounter with the prophecy had Voldemort not chosen Harry as his equal. Harry was a kind, sweet friend who supported him throughout and damn if he was going to hurt him.

So they made love, Neville cradling Harry on his lap so that he could hug the smaller boy close and massage his back to soothe him. Harry was moaning, writhing in pleasure as he plunged into the tight heat slowly.

Harry could feel every torturous, sensuous slide of his friend’s long and stiff prick into him. There was no pain at all, just shivering pleasure and lust. An almost romantic coupling. He squeezed his muscles around Neville, and smiled in content when the other boy moaned and nibbled on his neck even more vigorously.

Up, down. Up down. They set up a good pace with Harry whimpering with every full slide of Neville’s cock into him. He pushed Neville down onto his back, then impaled himself once again.

This time he arched up and stretched, cradling Neville’s head with one hand and lowered his breasts onto the taller boy’s face. Neville understood, bringing his hands up from Harry’s hips to cup the dangling breasts and bring a nipple into his mouth.

The rest of the school watched the gentle fucking going on, unable to interrupt the sweet loving. They watched as Harry leaned over with his breasts slightly swaying, offering them to Neville.

Harry mewled in bliss, undulating his body to swallow Neville’s length and at the same time, grinding his breasts against the suckling mouth. The hot, wet mouth underneath increased its suction, and hands kneaded and carressed at Harry’s breasts lovingly. Harry could feel his arms shaking, unable to hold his body up anymore.

Before he could collapse, he was flipped over and Neville descended upon him again. A tongue bathed his nipples in saliva and tweaked them naughtily, causing Harry to arch up and purr. Their lower bodies kept on thrusting.

Neville suddenly buried his face in the valley of Harry’s breasts and nuzzled, squeezing both of the soft mounds, bringing them to grind against his cheeks. Just the simple action of that, with hot breath showering his chest, triggered a sudden orgasm in Harry and he arched his back, fingers pulling at Neville’s hair and came, calling his name in broken gasps.

The beautiful sight of Harry’s climax brought Neville crashing down, his mind full of his friend’s flushed cheeks, shining green orbs and gaping, swollen lips. He licked at the smaller boy’s face as he rode out his release, pouring his hot load into Harry’s body. Just the thought of cumming inside Harry made his heart sing. Bending down, he brought the both of them in a passionate kiss, forever shifting their relationship.

Harry smiled happily when Neville slipped out and off him, strangely invigorated by this loving bout of sex. He waved to a blushing Neville to assure him he was well. Not before long, he was pinned down and tied to the bedposts by his wrists, Ginny’s boyfriend, Michael Corner stuffing his hard cock down his throat.

This is different, he thought, pulling at the fabric restraining him. Draco had included this in their trysts before and Harry had loved every second of it, relishing in the sensation of being vulnerable and dominated completely. But doing this in front of a whole school of students intent on violating him, being unable to escape even if they all came down upon him, sent an entirely new sense of thrill coursing through him.

Warm breaths tickled his cock and he bucked his hips. ‘Just do him now, Theodore, I’m fucking close.’ Michael grunted as he fucked Harry’s mouth harder.

‘Pretty boy has a pretty cock…,’ Theodore leered, running his hands down Harry’s prick to his balls and under his sac. ‘…but a tastier hole,’ he breathed, pushing a finger into Harry’s wet entrance and sucking on it, irregardless of the copious amount of cum from all the previous fucking.

Harry groaned and hummed around the cock he was deep-throating, his legs already spreading unconsciously. Michael howled and gripped Harry’s black hair tight. ‘Fuck, you’re good, Harry. Take it all in. Take it…god!’ And he came hard, making Harry wonder how Ginny was at blowjobs, if Harry could make him come within seconds and so easily.

Then Theodore was in him to the balls and was giving him no mercy. He was numb from any pain at this point, and fully succumbed to the sensation of being used. Spread, pinned and tied, he turned his misty gaze upon the rest of the students, returning their lust with a seductive look equally as intense. With a jolt, he found Snape lingering at a corner of the crowd, his dark eyes knowing and hungry. For me, Harry thought. He wants me. The burst of lust in him came as a surprise. He tore his eyes away.

Michael seemed to be really straight, Harry decided, judging from the way he was feasting on Harry’s breasts. He was skilled too, seemingly knowing which were his sensitive parts, and sucking as if he was desperate for milk. The way Harry’s breasts were played was something he had never felt before, and he moaned wantonly, acting all feminine and driving Michael insane with want.

Theodore was hitting his prostate and inching the black dildo from before alongside his cock. Harry gasped and panted, trying to accept the extra length in him. His knees were brought higher against his chest, Michael holding on to one and Theodore, the other, as they started working on him furiously.

He came with a shout, body spasming and breasts bouncing. Theodore climaxed right after with a roar, still thrusting into Harry to milk out everything. And the next thing he knew, Michael’s hard prick was slipping into his still clenching hole while a red, angry cock dripping with fluid was nudging against his lips.

‘Taste your arse, Potter. You have no idea how good your hole smells, your honey mixed with three others’ cum. Dirty whore.’ Theodore was straddling him, pulling his jaws open to force that cock into him. And Harry obeyed, stretching his lips to the fullest and lapping at the substance coating the length, drinking it down. The taste flooding through him was strong and overwhelming, yet at the same time bitter and salty-sweet.

His hips were jerking up with the force of Michael’s thrusts, and there was a slight soreness in his arse that was making itself known. But Harry enjoyed that burn, the imprint of countless cocks experiencing his tight heat making him shudder.

Theodore pulled his cock out of the hot cavern and started slapping Harry’s face with it. Harry submitted, feeling totally owned and used. The cock left a gleaming trail of cum and spit all over his face and down his neck, circling his breasts, down his torso…

He came explosively again, prostate hit non-stop by Michael’s fast thrusts. He felt the wonderful sensation of being filled with hot seed deep and far within him, then his gaping hole was left empty and fluttering. Michael sidled up beside Theodore and this time, without hesitation, Harry lunged his head up to capture the thickly coated member. He lapped them all up hungrily and was rewarded by Theodore’s length inching towards his mouth.

Harry was forced to take as much as he could. His cheeks bulged out, and he hummed in appreciation while they held his head still and rocked against him. He heard the students suck in an audible breath.

It carried on and on till Harry could feel himself nearing suffocation, their continuous movements unrelenting and seemingly unaware of his predicament. Tears filled his eyes, and his chest was heaving, breasts still gently massaged by Terry’s hands. He started to flex his wrists against the cloth and kick his legs, but the boys seemed to enjoy watching his helplessness so much they prolonged his struggles.

Once they ripped out of him and the fabric at his wrists vanished, Harry slumped weakly onto the bed, limp, satiated and content. The two boys each pressed gentle kisses on lips, as if making a non-verbal apology for treating him like a whore, and making him struggle. He kissed back with swollen, tender lips, already forgiving them, assuring them he was fine.

He sighed and purred as they left, waiting for the next students. He heard Draco whisper an ‘I love you’ against his ears, then a camera clicking above him, taking in the rare and delectable sight of Harry Potter, arse leaking and dark hair messy, spread out and baring all upon rumpled white satin sheets.


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TBC.


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