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: Yay, another chapter up! But I need to clarify some things and doubts you have commented on. Things may seem a little illogical here in this story, and that's because its all based on my imagination, and let me say that my mind isn't really a very logical place. So pardon me if some things may not make sense to you. ^_^

Also, I'm not a het fan. Like, hugely. So if not giving the females some time with Harry is bothering you, I'm really sorry about that. They will have opportunities with the boy, but only in private and will not be elaborated on. Hope you understand.

And now...to the story!~

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The room was shrouded in the golden rays that managed to shine through from the curtained enchanted windows. Two figures lay on the bed, one curled up in the other’s arms under the thick quilt.

Harry stirred, taking in the warmth emanating from the quietly sizzling fireplace. A head of blonde hair tickled his nose and he shifted closer, nuzzling into the soft strands. A sense of peace settled over him while he brought his right leg further up to wind around Draco’s waist, bringing their torsos skin to skin, sighing at the gentle intimacy.

He could ignore the sore in his bum no further when Draco murmured, ‘You need some healing, love,’ sending hot breath into his neck. The blonde pushed up, leaning over Harry to get to a vial at the bedside. Harry took the opportunity to lick at the unblemished chest looming over him.

‘Tease,’ Draco chuckled, then returned to his cuddling position after applying some of the scented liquid onto his fingers. A hand curved over Harry’s butt cheek, inching towards the centre of his crease. Draco pushed a finger inside the raw and still loose entrance, effectively earning a soft moan from his lover’s lips. Another slick finger entered, and he started massaging the tender walls.

‘Feels good, Dray…’ Harry moaned into Draco’s hair while the blonde focused intently on spreading the lotion thoroughly.

‘Better now?’ Draco asked. ‘We need to talk, Harry.’

‘Mmmph…’ Harry hummed into the top of the head gripped tightly into his hands.

‘I know my hair smells good, Potter.’ Draco replied. ‘Anyway, I just want to tell you that the Headmaster and I planned the event yesterday. Thought you should know how you got drugged and dragged into the Great Hall. Honestly, darling, what did I tell you about accepting seemingly innocent and tasty lemon drops from white-bearded, benign old coots?’

Harry gave a ‘hrrmph’ sound, then pushed Draco onto his back, lying half on top of his lover’s chest and looking up into his face. ‘You sneaky, manipulating white-haired species,’ he hissed, eyes narrowed but laced with amusement. Apparently he was already feeling better and was slightly more awake. ‘Dosing unsuspecting Harry with drugged sweets? While I was happily telling him how I was coping with the Post-Voldemort era? How Slytherin of- ‘

He paused and blinked. ‘Wait a minute…you’re saying Dumbledore’s actually in on this? He actually allowed me to…and planned with you to…’

‘Yes, Harry. That’s your beloved guardian and confidante,’ he answered, enjoying Harry’s bewildered expression. ‘Well, he just wanted you to be happy, I guess. From my conversation with him, that twinkling fool seems to know a lot more that he should about our personal lives, though I have no idea how he did it…’ He trailed off, grinning at Harry’s reddening face.

‘Oh my god…’ Harry breathed out, and buried his face in Draco’s neck.

‘He knows about the Hermaphrodite gene too, Harry. I think he actually knew about it since you were born, just that he managed to get it out of the way and keep it a secret while you were preparing for the battle.’ Then Draco’s gaze softened. ‘You’re special, love. Don’t ever deny that, alright? I know you don’t want to be, but like it or not, you’re one of a kind. And I do treasure you. Very much.’

Draco was glad Harry couldn’t see his face, because he was very certain a blush had made its way up there. He felt Harry smile and press a kiss to his shoulder.

‘I do too, love. I am sort of…getting used to it now. You’ve told me about the responsibilities and the fate of a natural Hermaphrodite before.’ Harry said, bringing his head up to look into Draco’s eyes, inwardly smirking at the pink tinge on his lover’s cheeks. ‘To admit it, I was a little angry to have my life so out of my control again. I mean, who wouldn’t be after finding out he has to save the entire world from an evil lord at the age of eleven, then finding himself a shared property for breeding?’

‘But looking back at it, it was just as you said…,’ he paused, flushing a little himself. ‘..that I did enjoy it a little, doing it with, you know…the school.’

Draco arched an eyebrow at him.

Harry’s face was now as red as a tomato. ‘Alright! Sex with the school, okay? Ugh, I can’t believe I just said that…and enjoyed it, even…it was supposed to be a fleeting thought…’ He trailed off, eyes looking everywhere but at his lover.

Draco smiled, bringing Harry’s hand up to kiss his palm. ‘It was your deepest, darkest fantasy, Harry. One I knew you would love the most. But are you really fine with this?’ Draco asked, concerned. ‘I hadn’t exactly asked you for permission, and there I was, whoring you out to the entire Hogwarts population. Furthermore, I didn’t stop them when some of them were a little rough as, um, well…it was actually pretty hot to see you like that.’ He conceded.

Harry smacked Draco’s cheeks lightly with his hand and smirked. ‘Feeling guilty now, Malfoy? Didn’t consider more before you went through with it, did you prat? I should refuse your advances from now on, really. As due punishment.’

‘Hey!’ Came the protest.

Harry kissed him to shut him up. It was a loving kiss, and Harry poured out his forgiveness into it. Draco understood and kissed back deeply, twining their languid tongues in a sensual dance.

‘You’re forgiven, my deviant lover.’ Harry whispered against his lover’s lips. ‘I’m more than fine with these plans, so keep them going.’ Draco responded by moving the fingers that have gone still in Harry’s hole somewhere in their conversation.

‘Yesss…keep those going too,’ Harry purred, thrusting his arse back onto the fingers.

‘You’re mine, Potter. My property, my possession, my spouse-to-be and the mother of my children.’ He muttered firmly, thrusting his fingers deeper to hit Harry’s prostate. Harry moaned loudly, and Draco hugged his small waist and pulled Harry fully on top of him, grinding into the responsive body. ‘And I’m yours,’ he murmured softly into Harry’s ear.

Harry cried out sensuously and after the wondrous friction from Draco’s cock onto his own hard length, and the continuous nudging of the fingers to his prostate, he came, shuddering and spurting his load between their tightly clamped bodies. ‘Yours...and mine, Draco.’

Then he slid down below the quilt at their waists and fully engulfed Draco’s prick, emitting a groan from his blond lover. He sucked eagerly, tasting the musk and salty pre-cum coming from the weeping cock, driving his lover to heights of pleasure with the intimate knowledge of his needs. He loved the feeling of Draco’s hands threading through his hair and pushing his face down into the sparse blonde hairs. He became relentless, determined to make full use of Draco’s wonderful morning erection.

The body beneath him jerked and gripped his head tightly, and then he swallowed the seed gushing into his mouth, moaning heartily, heart singing at the notion of pleasing Draco.

Draco pulled Harry up for a sated, sweet kiss before pushing him onto his back. He coated his fingers with the lotion again and snuggled atop Harry, fingers entering the warm cavern again to massage soothingly. ‘You’ll be feeling a lot better soon. Severus’s concoctions always work wonders.’

He grinned when Harry’s eyes lit up. ‘Yes, love. Severus made this just for you. He figured you’d be requiring a lot of it, and thrust it into my hands before I could even ask him for it. Clever man, that one.’ Then he stared at Harry again, fingers still twisting gently. ‘He wants you, Harry.’

Harry shivered at the thought, a shot of lust traveling down his spine. ‘I know,’ he replied honestly. ‘I’ve seen the way he looks at me.’

‘And you want him too,’ Draco stated plainly, boring into Harry’s green eyes.

‘I…’

‘I believe my father has proposed something to you yesterday.’ Draco smiled. ‘You’ll be required in his chambers tomorrow, Harry. My godfather will be there too,’ he continued at Harry’s gradually widening eyes.

Hugging Harry tightly, he said, ‘I have no objections, love. They’re the two most important people in my lives after you, and I’m very willing to share my lover with them. Unless, of course, you mind..?’

Harry shut his gaping mouth, then pounced on Draco, rolling them over so that he was pinning his lover down and happily heaping kisses on him. ‘You dolt! Why would I mind at all?’

‘I’m glad you’re so receptive of the idea, Potter,’ Draco drawled, stroking his hand down Harry’s back and fingers working even harder in Harry’s passage. ‘But I’m starting to get really jealous now, so any more enthusiasm on your part, and you’ll see just how enthusiastic I assert my claim.’

Harry laughed.

‘Possessive much, Mr. Malfoy?’ He smirked. ‘Oh by the way, Dray, I’ve been meaning to ask you. How exactly did you and Dumbledore plan my ‘future’ in Hogwarts? How do I go about letting the school pleasure me, as you’ve so nicely put it? Hmmm?’

At that, Draco sobered a little. ‘Oh, that. Harry, you do remember that, as a Hermaphrodite and the Saviour alike, you are no longer required to work for the rest of your life?’

Harry nodded.

‘Dumbledore has consented to relieve you of all examinations so that you won’t have to worry about studies, and instead focus your attentions to, well, ‘servicing the Wizarding World', if you are not adverse to the idea, of course.’

‘You are still allowed to attend lessons with me or with your friends, no doubt about that. But you will be scheduled to meet with any individual who asked for you after classes. For private time, or to put it crudely, fucking sessions. With my approval of course. You’ve, quite openly, offered yourself to the school willingly, if I remember correctly.’ Draco said, amused. ‘I assume you have no problems with that, love?’

Harry pecked Draco on the lips and grinned.

‘Imp,’ Draco ruffled the smaller boy’s hair. ‘Hmmm, there’s another thing I need to ask you about... Have you ever thought of...having it off with animals, Harry?’ He whispered into the boy’s ear.

Harry gasped. Then to Draco’s surprise, his face flushed a beautiful red and he looked away. ‘I, er….hadthoughtofbeingfuckedbyPadfoot,’ he burst, flinging his face into Draco’s chest.

The blonde grinned and pulled his lover up. ‘Kinky, my dear Harry. That’s one of your fantasies too? Well, in that case, I’m sure you wouldn’t say no to Slytherin’s suggestion of ‘watching you fuck with animals’, in Blaise’s words? Some kid Gryffindor has also said something about recording it with a ‘videocan’…’ Draco slowed, frowning.

‘Video—What, Oh fuck,’ Harry broke, face in his palms. Draco looked on curiously, until he felt the cock lying on his hardening, and grinned slyly.

‘Aroused at the thought of copulating with beasts, darling?’ Draco grinned even wider at Harry’s muffled cry of ‘Shut up, twit!’

‘Severus told me that Professor Lupin will be visiting Hogwarts with your godfather to get supply on the Wolfsbane Potion this coming Monday. Full Moon eh, Harry?’ He nuzzled Harry’s cheek. ‘What if I say…,’ he paused for effect, ‘I want to see Black and Lupin take you after they’ve transformed?’

Harry shot up, and Draco could feel his prick stiff against him. ‘Draco..!’ The dark-haired boy breathed.

‘You want it, love. I can see it. Feel it, too.’ Draco waggled his eyebrows.

Harry pouted and looked at him. Then, a reluctant smile formed on his face after Draco fixed him with a knowing look, and he sighed, flopping down. ‘You win, sneaky bastard.’

‘Oh, that’s hardly fair, love, seeing as I’m very much a legitimate heir to the Malfoy estate, with a very suave father you’re currently lusting after.’

Harry gave an indignant snort.

Draco snickered. ‘So…send your godfather and Lupin an owl to inform them of your kinky desires? I’ll make plans with those who wants to attend the 'performance'.’

He ducked when Harry swatted at his head. 'Performance!'

Just then, there was a knock on the door, followed by a female voice. ‘Harry, Draco, can I come in?’

Harry was up in an instant, sliding Draco’s fingers out of his hole. He clambered off the bed and swaddled himself in a pair of green silk robe Draco bought for him. Draco adjusted the sheets around him decently, then sat back to admire the round arse cheeks so amazingly presented by the tight robe, swaying as Harry strode to the door.

‘Oomph!’ Harry poofed as he was engulfed in a tight hug and bushy hair.

‘Hey mate,’ Ron grinned, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

‘Harry, are you alright? Are you injured anywhere? Have you been to see Madam Pomfrey?’ Hermione bombarded the moment she let Harry go, twirling him around as if to see if he was missing any chunks of his body.

‘Mione, ‘mione, I’m fine.’ Harry assured her. ‘Draco’s healed my sore bum, and I’ve slept the exhaustion away. I’m really okay now.’

‘Oh alright,’ Hermione said skeptically. ‘I was really worried watching you do…those stuff.’ She trailed off with a soft ‘Though it was really hot.’ Then she cleared her throat. ‘Has either of you eaten?’

‘I’ll have Dobby send up dinner in an hour or so, Hermione, don’t you fret,’ Draco drawled.

‘You’d better take good care of Harry, Ferret-face, or else,’ Ron injected, brandishing his fist in jest.

Draco threw a pillow at him, making all three of them laugh. ‘No eternal gratitude from the one I’ve let bugger my property yesterday, Weasel? Ungrateful swine.’

‘Your property, Malfoy?’ Harry, in a rare, high-spirited mood, planted a full kiss on Hermione’s lips, earning a squeak from her, and went on to bend Ron’s head down, engaging him into a full snog. Ron cupped Harry’s arse and lifted him up, moaning happily into the soft lips, the other hand squeezing Harry’s silk-covered breasts.

There was a pregnant pause punctuated by slurping sounds.

‘Just you wait, Potter,’ Came a softly sweet, dangerous voice, and Harry broke the kiss and licked his wet lips at Draco, shivering at the smouldering silver-grey eyes that were full of promises to come.

The other two Gryffindors, used to the dynamics between the lovers, know when to make their presence scarce. ‘Alright, Harry, we’ll see you again tomorrow morning?’ Hermione cut in, breaking the intense gazing. ‘We just wanted to see how you were coping. Take care of yourself too, Draco. We’ll leave Harry in your care.’

And then all greetings done, they disappeared out the door, which was prompty shut and locked with a wave of Draco’s wand.

‘Come back to bed, Harry.’ The seductive drawl washed over Harry, compelling him to move forward. He straddled Draco, who was staring at him so intently, the silvery gaze was practically devouring him.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room shifted, as if Ron and Hermione’s visit has triggered something in Draco, unveiling the roaring flame of possessiveness in him. The fire continued sizzling, flickering shadows over furniture and lithe bodies as dusk gave way to night.

A hand gently pushed one side of Harry’s robe off his shoulder, slowly exposing his collarbone, slender shoulder and finally his left breast. Draco zoomed in onto the soft fair mound, hand sliding from the robe to cup it gently. Harry sighed contentedly, eyes closing and head arching back to lean forward and bring his torso closer to Draco. ‘Your property…,’ he whispered, surrendering with the words echoing in his mind.

Draco’s lust surged, and he wound his arms around Harry. Staring at the tantalizing hardened rosebud, he pulled Harry’s body closer. Flicking it teasingly with his tongue, he watched the black-haired beauty undulate and moan, then took the nipple into his mouth and claimed it.

Harry fell onto him, desperate arms coming around to trap Draco’s head at that position. Draco’s seeking hands went under the robe, fisting Harry’s hard length and roaming over his plump flesh. One of Harry’s hands grabbed Draco’s wandering hand to part his mounds and explore his most private region, silently conveying that he wanted more. And Draco promptly obliged, murmuring a cleaning spell against the breast he was suckling, and thrusting a finger past the now tighter sphincter.

The smaller boy’s body was beautifully responsive, coating Draco’s finger with slick juices in no time. Draco pushed in another to collect the natural lubrication and stretch the entrance. Then, pushing the robe off Harry’s other shoulder, he slipped his fingers out to his lover’s protest, and brought them circling Harry’s right nipple, leaving trails of fluid and wetting it. Harry hitched his breath and watched carefully as Draco lunged forward to take in the wet nipple, suckling hungrily at the taste. An image of a fair-haired baby nursing at his heavy tits rose in his mind, and he let off a series of mewls, delighting Draco.

Harry writhed in bliss, knowing the image he presented with the collar of the robe off both shoulders exposing his upper torso, and legs open around Draco’s long ones, robes bunched up at his thighs. And there he was, pressing his chest into Draco’s face, purring like a paid whore, fantasizing of feeding their future child.

Then there was a sudden weird sensation in his breast, but it was gone as fast as it had come.

He looked down, only to gasp in surprise as Draco stared up at him, lips dripping with a white, thick fluid.

‘You’re lactating…,’ Draco breathed in amazement, licking his lips.

Harry was still stunned, the information processing very slowly in his brain. Draco wasted no time in leaning up and capturing the open mouth, sharing the taste. As the flavour in his mouth registered, Draco watched smugly as Harry’s eyes widened, and he looked from his breast to Draco’s mouth. ‘I-it actually happened…,’ he whispered in disbelief.

‘Tell me, love…were you thinking of nursing just now?’ the blonde asked cheekily, and Harry nodded dumbly, comprehension dawning on his face. ‘Breasts produce milk when the owner has the urge to be fed from,’ Draco explained, flipping Harry over so that his lover was nestled comfortably in the mattress. He bent down to suckle appreciatively at the left breast.

‘Draco…,’ Harry hissed as his nipples became more sensitive. ‘I really want children with you…’

‘As do I, Harry. As do I.’ Draco took his time, savouring at the sweet, thick liquid he coaxed into his mouth. His cock throbbed, and unable to resist temptation any longer, he spread his lover’s thighs wide and nudged against the leaking pucker. ‘I want to make love to you, Harry. Let me?’

‘Mmmm….’ Harry moaned, sucking his lover in as the length inched into his body. Draco’s pace was excruciatingly slow, feeling every little movement and friction between the scorching heat of the inner walls and his hot, hard cock. He always missed this – the connectedness that could only come from the intimacy of joined bodies, the synchronizing of Harry’s heartbeat with his, beating to the rhythm of their cries.

He wanted to stay in there forever, cocooned in this alluring warmth and the softness of Harry’s form. He wanted that smooth plane of skin always within his range of touch, feel Harry’s gasps and pants against his ear. Draco would give anything to hear the hitch in his lover’s breath, followed by the delicious whimpers as he started moving within Harry.

As the smaller boy arched and thrust back onto his cock, taking him deeper with every push, Draco suckled and nursed fervently, yearning for the day when his seed would flow into Harry and create a life between them, sealing their bond together. Then Harry would give unconditionally, while Draco watched as their child drank in the same milk he was devouring now.

Harry’s hands clawed at his back, marking him with scratches. Reveling in that, the blonde bit down at Harry’s flawless skin, seeing the skin at Harry’s neck and breast blossom into small bruises. He prided himself on being the only one with the right to place a mark on the smaller boy.

Harry trembled around him when he was close, and they succumbed to the release, clutching at each other tightly and filling the night air with screams and moans of completion.

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TBC.


A romantic, fluffy scene with the lovers before things start getting hot again. :D I just couldn't resist. This is also a transition chapter that allows Harry to know what he truly wants. I believe he needs some time to get used to it.

To Varjo: I've sent you a mail in relation to the points you've raised. :D

To Mekan: As promised, Snape/Harry/Lucius will be cumming up soon!

To bumblebee: I will not abandon my fic, trust me! I don't like writers who do that cos its really disappointing to the readers. So you can be rest assured that I won't. Besides, this is my baby, and I won't give up on it. Your Snape/Harry/Lucius will be cumming up soon~

To sa: I heart Harry on all fours. XD

To leewrites: Thanks for your points, they've helped me reflect on my story a little. My notes before the beginning of this chapter will answer your questions. There will only be male/male because I elaborate on them, not that Harry/females don't exist. As for watersports, the reason I didn't include it is because it is not really my kink, and I'm not confident in writing it. That doesn't mean it won't be mentioned though. It might be. :D

To BRM: *hugs you back* Thanks!

To KC: Thank you! If you reread Chapter 1, I have included centaurs in the list, actually. ^_^

To momoko: Goblin sex? O_o I must admit I haven't thought of that. Dobby...well, how do I write that? XD You can email me to elaborate on those, and then I might include them. As for Lucius, he's cumming up! *grins*

To Fatality: Thank you again! Your words have touched me and I will continue to write more. Definitely. :)


*rolls off to write new chapter*