Cupido Infinitus

A/N Hi everyone. Sorry it’s taken me a bit of time to update. Life has been busy. Thanks to all of you reviewing. It really makes me happy to see so many people enjoying this fiction. I’m having lots of fun with it too. It may be a chapter longer than I originally planned. But I don’t think you’ll mind;)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and make no money from the writing of this fiction.

The Missing Ingredient

“Fuck yeah,” Ron shouted as Blaise pounded into him on the Slytherin’s bed. “Harder, Zabini.”

Blaise pushed his sweaty bangs off his forehead, grinning. “Fuck, Weasley, you like the pain, don’t you? Nott, give him some cock in his mouth.”

Theodore, who had been groping Blaise’s chest while sucking on his neck from behind, now moved to the bed, getting on his knees and moving toward Ron’s mouth while stroking his cock to readiness. “Think you can take this, Weasley?”

“Yeah,” Ron grunted, his face red from Blaise’s excellent fucking.

“Suck it, Weasel,” Nott hissed, sliding into Ron’s mouth and grabbing fistfuls of red hair as he began to move. “It’s time you Gryffindors learned what real fucking is about.”

Blaise reached around and took hold of Ron’s cock, stroking it while he pump his arse. “Let’s hear you moan, Weasley. Moan or I’ll stop.”

Ron let out a big moan as Zabini hit his sweet spot over and over. He relaxed his throat and let Nott fuck it deeper.

“That’s it, you little whore,” Nott grinned. “Take it all.”

OOOOO

Harry lay on the big bed that was made from the three smaller beds of the witches now fucking his brains out. Three was really a bit much, but the girls seemed to be happy about it and who was Harry to complain?

His face was buried facedown between Pansy’s legs, feasting on her clit, while his cock was pounding deep inside Daphne. Millicent had a strap-on cock and was kneeling behind Harry, fucking him in the arse.

Merlin, he couldn’t keep track of how many times he came, and yet the girls kept charming his cock back into service again. How he’d ever manage to get through the day tomorrow, he didn’t know.

He had now managed to taste all of them and fuck all of them. He had his cock sucked by each of them as well. Now Pansy was screaming in orgasm as Harry licked her creamy release and Harry could tell she was exhausted. They all were.

Pansy sat up after she came and moved to Harry’s side, sliding her hand between his and Daphne’s body and toying with her friend’s clit while Harry fucked her. Millicent shifted her position, aiming her ‘cock’ at Harry’s prostrate.

“Fuck!” Harry groaned. He couldn’t stop himself from exploding inside Daphne at the sensations and, happily, Daphne was also beginning to clench and moan with her own release, clawing at Harry’s back.

Harry was drenched with sweat as he pulled out of Daphne and fell onto his back, breathing hard. The witches climbed up next to him, lying on their own backs and catching their breaths as well.

“Fuck,” Harry laughed. “You witches really are wickedly sexy.”

Millicent grinned. “We enjoyed you too, Potter. But we’ll deny it if you ever brag.”

“Tell me, Potter,” Pansy began. “You you prefer witches or wizards?”

“Both,” Harry answered.

Crabbe and Goyle now stood and headed toward the door. The others had forgotten they were there watching the whole time.

Daphne lifted her head. “Where are you two going?”

Crabbe paused and replied, “We’re going to find those Hufflepuff sluts.” Crabbe and Goyle had been fucking two girls in Hufflepuff house since last year.

“Have fun,” Pansy called after them as they left the room.

Pansy turned on her side and began tracing patterns on Harry’s chest with her fingers. “Potter, what do you think of Draco?”

“Malfoy?” Harry pondered. “He’s hot, as far as looks go. But he’s a complete snobby, bigoted arse.”

“He’s really not so bad once you get to know him,” Pansy continued.

Harry laughed. “I really don’t see that happening. Even if I did want to ‘get to know him’, he would never want to ‘get to know me’. You saw how he left the room tonight. He hates me… and Ron.”

“Actually, he doesn’t hate you,” Pansy said.

“Pans!” Daphne warned. “What are you doing?”

“Shush, Daphne,” Pansy replied.

“I think you should listen to your friend, Parkinson, and not play games like this. Malfoy and I are like oil and water. We don’t mix. Hell, the bloke snarls at me whenever I enter a room,” Harry laughed.

Pansy waved a hand in the air dismissively. “Oh, that’s just his façade. Honestly, Potter, everyone has a mask they put on when in public.”

“Yeah, well he seems like a prude to me. Why didn’t he join in with all the sex?”

“He’s strictly gay, so he wouldn’t want us witches,” Millicent replied.

“He could have joined in with Ron, Zabini and Nott,” Harry pointed out.

“Draco isn’t like most of us,” Daphne explained. “He wants sex within a more committed relationship. I’m not sure he’s been with anyone since he broke up with Blaise last spring. He’s not into casual sex.”

“That’s boring,” Harry frowned.

“I agree,” Pansy sighed. “But from what Blaise said, Draco is definitely worth committing to. Blaise still looks at Draco hungrily. He can’t forget how good it was.”

“Then why don’t they get back together?” Harry asked.

“From what I heard, Draco became attracted to someone else,” Pansy replied, carefully.

“He cheated?”

“Oh, no, that’s not Draco’s style at all. He just began to lose interest in Blaise because he started dreaming about this other bloke.”

“Who?” Harry asked.

Daphne smacked Pansy’s thigh in warning and Pansy glared at her.

“Someone in another house,” Pansy answered.

“Did the bloke reject him or something?”

“No,” Pansy explained. “Draco believes that the bloke in question doesn’t like him, so he didn’t even try.”

“Well, that’s bollocks,” Harry said. “He should just go for it. I’m finding that people I thought would never sleep with me actually will, like you witches for example. You just have to make a move. And Malfoy is hot. He shouldn’t have that much of a problem seducing someone.”

“Would you like to fuck him, Potter?” Pansy asked, her hand paused on his chest.

“Sure I would. Like I said, he’s hot. But from what you ladies are telling me, he’s not into casual sex and I’m not into relationships. So I don’t see it happening.”

Pansy’s mind went into scheming mode, exploding with possibilities. “Listen, Potter. Like Daphne said, it’s probably been months since Draco’s had a shag and I’m willing to bet he’s been missing it. Perhaps… it wouldn’t take much to convince him to be with you tonight.”

“Pansy,” Daphne frowned, “what do you think you are doing? Draco…”

Pansy sat up, excited, cutting off Daphne’s scolding. “We could make you look so irresistible, and bring you to him… like a gift.”

“And get the door slammed in your face,” Daphne added.

“Hush, now,” Pansy scowled. “I know him better than you, Daph. This can work. What do you say, Potter? Do you want to have him?”

Harry studied her hopeful face and smiled. “Why the fuck not,” he replied, shrugging.

Pansy squealed in delight, scooting off the bed and heading toward her wand. “I’m going to make you impossible to resist, Potter. I know exactly what Draco likes!”

OOOOO

Snape sat up on the floor and patted his lap with his hand. “Come here, Miss Granger, and let me help you with that little problem you appear to be having.”

Hermione’s hand had been between her legs, pressing on her clit for relief from the unbearable sensations flowing through her. She whimpered at the professor’s offer, her breath becoming short gasps. Merlin, she needed to be touched!

She glanced at Matilda who was staring at the two of them with wide eyes. Hermione’s eyes traveled down the young woman’s body and paused on her chest. Hermione licked her lips, thinking how fun it would be to suck those sexy titties. “Come on, Matty,” Hermione breathed, rubbing her clit harder. “Let’s have some fun with the professor, shall we?”

“Yes, Miss Reddenstar, you must not feel left out. Come to me,” Snape rasped, his cock hardening visibly.

Matilda jumped to her feet, wringing her hands nervously and blushing. “Oh, no, I really must go for a bit. I’ll be back. Don’t worry, we’ll sort this out.” She turned and ran through the fire, back into her workshop in the rear of Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes.

Snape raised his eyebrows and said, “Pity.” Then he turned his attention to Hermione who was crawling to him on her hands and knees, licking her lips sexily. “Come then, my little kitten. Let’s play.”

He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock, causing Hermione to moan as she looked at it hungrily. She lowered her head and began to lick his shaft, making noises of delight, before she lowered her mouth fully onto the professors stiff cock.

Snape groaned, throwing his head back as she suck him, a small smile of pleasure on his face. His eyes watched her arse in the air, wiggling back and forth as she bent to pleasure him. Her skirt had fallen forward, exposing her knickers. He reached out his hand and grabbed her thigh, pulling her arse closer.

Hermione moaned louder as she felt his fingers working into the back of her knickers, his long fingers stroking her arse cheeks. She stuck her rear further up into the air hoping he’d continue his exploration to her most needy place. Her mouth worked his cock, up and down, sucking and pulling, as she placed her hand into his trousers and fondled his balls.

She gasped when his fingers went between her legs, strumming her moisture, spreading it around her clit. When a long finger slid into her she let out a slow wail of relief and began bucking backwards against his hand, wanting him to fuck her with his digits.

“You dirty little girl,” Snape growled. “You want me to fuck your pretty little hole, don’t you?” He slid another finger in, giving her the pleasure of two long digits moving in and out. Then he pulled his fingers out and stuck them in his mouth, sucking her juices off. It was too much for him. He had to have more.

Growling, he grabbed her hips and lay down on the floor, lifting her leg over his head so that she was straddling his face while she continued sucking him off.

Hermione moaned louder as she felt his long tongue enter her. She moved her hips up and down, letting his stiff tongue fuck her. Then she felt him move it, gliding over her clit, flicking at her pleasure nub, and she moaned over his cock. “Yes,” she groaned.

“What a filthy little tramp you are, Miss Granger, to let your professor lick your pretty cunt,” he hissed against her flesh.

Hermione felt herself growing ever more wet at his dirty talk. Oh, yes, it was filthy, but so exciting because it was taboo. “Yes, lick me, fuck me…” she gasped.

His cock twitched at her dirty language and he pulled her off his face and cock, not wanting to waste another moment. “You want me to fuck you, do you?” he growled.

“Yes,” she answered breathlessly, letting him lift her onto his cock. “Ooooohhhh…” she moaned as he guided his cock into her drenched pussy, feeling it fill her to the end of her passage.

Snape bent and sucked on her tender neck as she seemed drunk with pleasure and trembling at the fullness of his cock deep within her. She felt so good, so tight. It had been too long since he’d last had a woman. She was soaking wet.

He began lifting her hips up and down on his cock, watching her expressions of ecstasy as he filled her. Soon Hermione was moving on him herself, riding him and reveling at the sensations each time the end of his cock hit the end of her passage, the waves of pleasure reverberating throughout her body.

OOOOO

Matilda paced back and forth in her workshop. What was she to do now? Two more victims of her potion! They were bound to take her master’s license away now. She began to sob as she paced, wondering how she was going to solve this mess.

Fred and George popped their heads out of their office when they heard the sobbing.

“Matty? What’s happened?” George asked, as the twins went to her. They embraced her as she cried and tried to comfort her.

She explained between sobs. “I was with Hermione and Professor Snape, trying to fix the antidote… when the cauldron with the original potions fell on the floor. It exploded and fumes went everywhere. And… and…” She sucked in a big breath and sobbed louder.

“What? What happened?” Fred urged.

She couldn’t talk anymore. She jabbed a pointed finger toward the hearth as a louder wail came forth from her mouth.

Fred and George looked at the fire, seeing that the floo was still open. They bent and stuck their heads into the fire, looking about Professor Snape’s quarters. Groaning and the sound of skin slapping together filled their ears and they saw Hermione straddling Snape on the floor, fucking him thoroughly.

They felt someone tugging at their robes, pulling them out the floo, so they stood and looked at Matilda in shock. “See?” she sobbed. “I’m ruined. Finished. I’m the worst potion’s master there is.”

It took a few more moments for the twins to get over their shock at what they had just seen. Then Fred said, “Matty, why weren’t you affected by the potion? Didn’t you breathe the fumes too? Or did you escape in time?”

Matilda rubbed at her eyes and shook her head. “I don’t know. I did breathe it in. I didn’t escape. I don’t know why it didn’t affect me. Maybe I’m immune from working with it so closely these past months.”

“But not even affected a little?” George asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Matty hit his arm. “Stop. It is no time to joke. Hermione is having sex with her professor! And… and… who knows who your brother and Harry are doing.”

“Matty, I want you to think a bit,” Fred pondered. “Was there anything you were doing that was different than what Hermione and Snape did - before the accident happened, that is. Did you do a protection spell on yourself, or something…”

Matty shook her head. “No, no, I didn’t do anything like that. We were just working.” She began to pace again, replaying the whole evening in her mind. “Wait!” She stopped pacing and stared at the twins with wide eyes.

“What?”

“Butterbeer,” she said.

“Butterbeer?” they replied together.

“Yes, butterbeer. Hermione offered some to me, but I declined. Only she and Snape drank it.”

Fred scratched his head. “Why would that matter? That would mean that Harry and Ron would have had to have had butterbeer before they drank the potion as well.”

“They did,” George shouted, startling them. “Remember we took them here to the shop right after we met them and mum and Ginny for lunch. They had butterbeer at lunch.”

“You certain?” Fred asked. “I don’t remember what they drank.”

“Well, I do,” George laughed. “It’s the butterbeer, Matty. It’s reacting with the potion.”

Matilda’s face lit up with hope. “Then butterbeer just might be the missing ingredient in the antidote as well.”

OOOOO

Harry allowed Pansy to place him against the wall in the hallway just outside of Draco’s door. He only had low slung black trousers on and she had oiled his chest and arms, making his body glimmer in the dim light and his muscular features to stand out. She had taken his glasses off and carefully lined his green eyes with eyeliner, making his emerald orbs more prominent. As for his hair, she had brushed it forward, letting his bangs fall partway over his eyes.

She took one of his legs and bent it so his foot was against the wall he was leaning on and had him slump, with his head slightly downwards, so his eyes peaked out sexily through his bangs.

She smiled and pinched his cheek when she was done putting him in the pose. “He’s not going to be able to resist!” Pansy exclaimed, excitedly. “Remember, Potter, stay silent. Let me do the talking. Just look at him with those gorgeous green eyes.”

“What if one of his roommates answers?” Harry asked.

“This is Draco’s private room,” she replied. “Being a Malfoy has its advantages.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Daddies money…”

“Shhhh…,” she warned. She picked up a book from a nearby table.

“What’s the book for?” Harry asked.

“You’ll see. Now, hush, and look sexy.” She grinned at him once more and then knocked on Draco Malfoy’s door.

OOOOO

A/N Oh!! Sorry for the cliffy. You had enough smut for one day. LOL Will Draco accept his ’gift’? Also, did anyone guess it was the butterbeer that made the difference? I waited to see if anyone would catch that last time but saw no reviews about it.

Hope you enjoyed it. Please send me a review and let me know your thoughts. Thanks!
~Petalsoft