I Want You to Want Me

Title: I want you to want me

Author: alienangel19852003

Summary: What is normal? Harry James Potter has never known normal, half starved emotionally and physically abused by his only living relatives. Hunted down by an evil dark wizard. As if that isn’t enough Harry develops a fascination with a certain spacey blonde and pushes the boundaries of sexuality with some of the female students at Hogwarts in an attempt to get her off his mind, and is caught in a sandstorm of sexual deviancy teenage fatherhood and the future.

Rating: M what else?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter. But however I will own this computer sometime.

“Testosterone boys and Harlequin girls”

Harry Potter stood alone gazing out a large window on the sixth floor. He watched other students walking along in the courtyard. He wished for the carefree innocence they all had, even his own best friends always close to danger still managed to remain unspoiled by the horrors of life, but he’d seen more than they had. At fifteen he was jaded and far more confused than he should have been.

No one here came close to understanding how he was feeling, Luna Lovegood had saw the death of her mother instead of making her more rational and grounded it made her into a space case. A pretty space case, though. Talking to her sent them both round in circles, and he didn’t want to take advantage of a girl like that. Though Harry had never taken advantage of anyone really, he doubted he’d know how to go about it.

It seemed every part of him was at odds, his body, mind and heart warring all at the same time. He wanted to lose himself in the realm of physical pleasure giving in to the wants and needs of his body. His mind insisted that he get as far away as possible. And his heart the most noble of all insisted that he stay and fight it out.

He could see Luna wandering through the courtyard ignoring those who jeered at her. She had Harry’s full attention however even from the disadvantage of the distance. He wanted to know what it felt like to kiss her, to press her to himself, to touch her, to make love to her. There was something so captivating about the blonde he found himself thinking about her even in the company of Cho Chang his almost girlfriend.

He was more perplexed by the situation than he was guilty, the year hadn’t been much fun under the torture of Delores Umbridge the constant attacks from Voldermort it was more than he could take. The pressure was crippling, he wished he was just an ordinary Muggle boy no imminent death to worry about he wouldn’t even complain about the beatings from his uncle.

He stood body rigid, jaw set determined not to go to her, not for this. He turned on his heel trying to find something else to do rather than to think about Luna. He turned and ran straight into Cho Chang.

He never understood the way girls behaved around him, Cho’s whole demeanor changed she became a blushing quivering mass of teenage girl. That he would never understand, Luna was the only one who didn’t behave like that around him another thing that drew him in. He’d even caught Nymphadora Tonks who was a few years older and working as an Auror flirting with him. He not only didn’t understand simple sexual mechanics nor did he understand the motivation for attraction.

“Hello Harry! It’s getting colder isn’t.” Cho said.

“Yes, it is soon the lake is going to be frozen over.” Harry carried on the absent conversation with the girl.

“I’d like to see it before it freezes.” Cho whispered in her breathy sounding Scottish accent.

“Would you like to take a walk with me?” Harry asked smirking he was fully intending to test the boundaries in their relationship.

“That would be nice.” Cho said smiling.

Twenty five minutes later Harry was not only exploring the boundaries in their relationship, but the boundaries of Cho’s body.

“You are so bloody hot,” Cho moaned in his ear as he pressed her against the nearest tree and kissed a trail down her jawbone.

He frowned and stopped his ministrations; he’d never considered himself attractive until he noticed the way the girls in school had begun to act toward him the year before. He realized he could take this a lot farther than this and perhaps take out his more physical frustrations on Cho’s willing body maybe once his was satisfied he’d stop thinking about Luna Lovegood.

He resumed his activities at the sound of his name from her lips, her following sentence died on her lips from the distraction of his hot mouth latching on to her ear. He nipped at it softly before he decided to whisper in her ear.

“Will you let me take you? Right here right now? In the grass not far away from your little gal pals are studying, I’ll fuck you on the grass.” He whispered as seductively as he could muster, trying to hide the newly forming impish grin on his face.

“Are you mad? It’s positively frigid out here not to mention they can see us from here.” Cho said, “They’ll see our bits.”

“Let’s give them something to talk about,” Harry said pressing his mouth to hers.

Harry was a savant at kissing and most things sexual, it didn’t take much coaxing to get her sweater and bra off. He took a few moments to stare at her body, again he couldn’t help but think of Luna, taking in Cho’s small perky breasts with the pale pink nipples, the soft curve of her hips and her flat pale stomach and the curious jewel decorating her belly button. He wondered what Luna looked like beneath her robes.

Barely obscured by the bushes, he lay Cho out on the grass, she had been right it was frigid out there but he was only cold for a moment. Both of their bodies were giving off heat, as he kissed another trail down the girl’s belly.

“Go slow…okay, I haven’t done this before…” Cho whispered as he removed the final article of her clothing her lacy orange knickers.

“I’ll take care of you.” Harry whispered before burying his face between Cho’s pale breasts.

He flicked her nipple with his tongue, she arched up bucking her hips against his.

“Harry please…” she whimpered not quite begging yet and he wanted begging before he went much further.

He decided to engulf the whole nipple in his mouth sucking hard and flicking the nipple with his tongue. He pulled off when she arched against him allowing his teeth to scrape against the sensitive bud before switching nipples and matching the other one with his performance.

Cho cried out, “Please.”

“You said go slow, I want to make sure this is as exciting for you as it is for me.” He smirked using his finger to stimulate the violated nipple that received a harder bite than the other one.

“Harry…” his name sounded like a breathless prayer from her lips.

He kissed his way down her belly taking a few moments to play with the jeweled circular ring in her belly button. When he finally made it to the patch of dark hair nestled between her legs, he could smell her she was no doubt more than ready for him. Peering inside he spotted a small nubbin that he could swear was pulsating he rubbed his fingers around in her slit, she hissed when he hit the top part of her slit.

He discovered the more he rubbed the wetter she became and the louder she got. He pondered how loud she’d get if he’d lick it the way he had licked her nipples. He kissed it gently before starting to lap at it furiously enjoying some of the copious moisture that had seemed to find that particular spot, he discovered he liked the taste.

Cho got even louder, pressing his face to her body writhing beneath him like a cyclone. He rode out her waves continuing his assault of her genitala he could feel her go rigid under him she was chanting his name like a prayer.

“Close, Harry…” she whispered he slid his hand further down her slit dipping his index and finally middle fingers inside her.

She bucked her hips against the gentle thrusting of his fingers and the tantalizing tease of his tongue. She was begging him for more now her babbling was nonsensical and pleading.

“Like that…more…” she panted.

At her request he sped up his motions. Finally with a scream and sigh she announced her orgasm to him and the rest of the people in and around the castle. She was clinging to him and pressing him into her mound for a few moments afterwards he waited for her to settle down before he tried anything else.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked sliding up her body and pressing a kiss to her temple.

“Yes…” she said sounding more breathless than usual.

“Well, I am most certainly ready for you.” Harry said with a smirk positioning his very much endowed erection to her entrance.

She grunted as he eased himself inside.

“Sorry, we can stop if you want.” He muttered against her shoulder, he was being polite he really didn’t care to stop.

“No, you’re fine.” She kissed him before sliding her hands up his back, “You’re already there go for it.”

Pushing all the way inside he couldn’t have imagined a better feeling, if he’d known it would be this easy or feel that way he would have done it sooner. Instead of wasting time pining over Luna he could have been doing this to Cho. It was bloody brilliant.

At the thought of Luna he imagined her laying under him moaning like one of those Knockturn Alley whores for hire. He pulled almost completely out Cho’s face changed to Luna’s and suddenly he was slamming in and out fucking her with everything in him, he prayed he wasn’t hurting her but he couldn’t stop every time he’s slow down he’d lose control again.

It didn’t seem to bother her, the faster he went the louder she got digging sharp nails into his back. He kissed her and tousled the blonde locks spread out around her just before he climaxed. When he finally withdrew Luna’s image faded and Cho was beneath him looking sweaty and abused.

The gravity of what he’d done hit him. He’d done this to take his mind off Luna, but he’d only succeeded in thinking more about her.

“Would you like a fag? I hear it’s all the rage to smoke after a shag…” Cho said rolling over to dig in the pocket of her jacket for cigarette and a lighter.

“No, thanks…” he said looking for a discarded pair of red jockey shorts.

“Gryffindor colors, who would have thought it…predictable Harry…” Cho said as he pulled on his underpants.

“I didn’t say anything about your orange knickers…” Harry said.

“Those were sexy,” Cho protested.

“Obnoxious is what they were I was expecting white cotton covering you.” Harry said licking his lips, Cho hadn’t bothered getting dressed she was simply staring at him with bedroom eyes and a leaking cunt he was getting hard all over again.

“Again, Harry?” she asked looking entranced at the tent in his shorts.

“I’m game if you are. You’re not sore or anything?” Harry asked he knew he had to at least have hurt her a little either that or Cho was more experienced than she let on.

“Harry…I feel I should be honest…it wasn’t my first time.” Cho whispered gazing at something very interesting in the grass.

“Look at me. I know that the grass isn’t very stimulating at least not as stimulating as I can be.” Harry said snidely, feeling a little more than angry.

He stood up and pulled on his trousers and jacket leaving stepping into his shoes before stomping indignantly away.

“Harry! You’re just going to run away because I lied to you, what a crybaby!” Cho jeered in his wake.

Cho got dressed soon after and was on her way to her room with intentions of taking a shower but she ran into another one of her part time lovers, Draco Malfoy. Still more than a little disappointed about not being able to have Harry a second time. She wondered why she didn’t get together with him sooner. She wasn’t entirely sure it was her he was into, and when the suggestion came to take a walk she thought she’d finally sealed the deal.

She wanted Harry but Draco was just as good but slightly worse off where it counted. But again he was available and she doubted seriously that the noble Harry Potter would talk to her again much less have a repeat performance with her. She kissed him hard imagining the way she felt when her lips connected with Harry’s.

“Cho!” Draco shouted, “I’ve got prefect duty.”

Draco pushed her off him and straightened his robes before looking around.

“Pansy isn’t hiding in the corridor, I promise. It’s okay…” Cho said.

“She can’t find out about this…” Draco lowered his lips to hers and Cho pulled them into the less used mop closet belonging to the school caretaker.

Filch was less than a second rate janitor the closet was covered in cobwebs, but Cho didn’t care as she worked dutifully to unfasten Draco’s robes.

Draco coughed, “Does anyone ever clean in here.”

“Set aside your sensitive feminine sensibilities and fuck me.” Cho growled at him.

“Yes, Ma’am.” Draco said more than happy to oblige.

Harry was positively fuming, he knew what he’d done to Cho was wrong. But to lead him to believe the concept of her virginity which was probably now foreign to her.

He was walking down a corridor when he passed a closet he heard audible female moaning, the vocals were familiar, breathy and with a hint of a Scottish accent while she whimpered all manner of obscene phrases to whoever her ``partner was.

“That little slut!” Harry hissed before stalking off.

“Fuck me good… DRACO! That tickles!” Cho shouted.

Harry shook his head smirking and continued walking he found himself wandering .

He was already late for his study session with Hermione, he made his way to the deserted Gryffindor Common room.

“I’m sorry I’m running so late.” Harry mumbled over the din of the Common Room.

“How about we go to the library until Pince closes up.” Ron suggested.

The trio stayed in the library until it closed and most of the Gryffindors had gone to bed until it thinned out and it was only the three of them still studying for OWL’s.

Ron yawned loudly, “Are either of you listening to a word I’m saying?”

“What?” Hermione asked snapping out of her trance, she’d been utterly transfixed by the erection her brown haired friend was sporting.

“Add a pinch of seaweed…” Harry blurted around the same time pulling his book over his lap to conceal the tent in his trousers after catching Hermione staring.

“We were discussing Defense not Potions. Good try though Mate. I’m going up to bed, I suggest you two do the same. When we fail those exams I don’t want to waste precious sleep studying for it.” Ron rose and swept out of the room.

“How rude…” Hermione huffed, Harry slipped his book in his bag fully revealing the tent in his pants.

He caught her staring and tried to cover his crotch. She stopped him from leaving by clamping her hands down on his hips.

“Hermione…” Harry didn’t know what to say.

“What were you thinking about that made you so rigid?” Hermione asked frowning at his erection.

Harry certainly didn’t expect such forward questions from the Gryffindor book worm.

“I can’t help it. It won’t lie down, hormones what can I say, I know it’s completely out of line. I offer my sincerest apologies and I’m going up to bed right now.” Harry pretended to be bashful.

“You’re going up to take care of that? It appears I’m going to do the same why not do it together?” Hermione asked.

“I…” Harry began but Hermione interrupted him by unzipping his trousers she released his hard length and began to caress and stroke him and he couldn’t help but moan out loud.

Harry had to bite his lip to keep from moaning too loud.

“Don’t hold back…be as vocal as you want.” Hermione said before casting a silencing charm on the room.

Harry watched in awe as she took him into her mouth, she moaned around his length sending vibrations through ever part of his body.

“Pull my hair while I suck you…” Hermione whispered lowering her mouth back to his manhood.

Harry fisted Hermione’s messy curls as she lavished his penis with both attention and saliva. She pulled off as he was getting close, he was more than a little upset so he yanked her curls harder. Hermione gave an audible moan.

“Harry, I never knew you were so forceful.” She giggled.

“Why’d you stop?” He asked panting.

“We can’t have you squirting so quickly, I need you to fuck me Harry.” Hermione whispered standing up and removing her outer robes and finally her school uniform until she was standing in front of him in just her knickers and her stockings. Her thigh high’s were held up by a black garter belt above her waist.

Harry had never seen anything sexier, Hermione had the longest legs he’d ever seen since Fleur in her swimsuit. He had to magically cleanse a lot of sheets because of his Fleur fantasies.

She cupped her breasts and forced him to stare at the long nipples she possessed. He wanted nothing more than to suck and bite them until she begged him to fuck her.

“Lose the knickers, keep the stockings.” Harry grunted as he stripped off his own clothing.

Hermione spread her legs quickly giving him a good view of her pussy, her slit was bald and her labia were so puffy and swollen displaying her immediate arousal her little nubbin at the top of her slit was far more prominent than Cho’s was it stood out like a tiny penis.

Hermione moaned, she was really digging him taking control, oddly enough in every other circumstance Hermione dominated, and he knew exactly how to handle her.

“On your hands and knees.” Harry commanded she did as she was told arranging herself across the couch.

He gave her body further inspections; she had a tight firm ass and strong legs. Her wetness was dripping out on to her thighs. He dived in to her exposed slit licking and kissing her bald outer labia and lapping hungrily at her clit while ramming some fingers roughly into her opening. Each time she bucked against him she earned herself a spank.

“More! Harder!” she screamed while he had three fingers hammering in and out of her as fast as he could go.

“I’ve been naughty…” she giggled.

“That you have.” He mumbled against her snatch tasting more of her juices.

“In me NOW!” Hermione said.

“No need to rush Miss Granger.” He said giving her ass a hard spank.

“It’s not nice to tease Harry. I’ve never felt like this before.” She mumbled.

“I’d thought you’d done this before.” Harry asked.

“No, never. Honestly! Harry what kind of girl do you think I am?” she demanded her ass still in his face.

“A dirty little cunt slut.” He said placing another hard spank to her ass.

“Oh!” she shrieked.

“Tell me about how much of a virgin whore you are…” he shouted spanking her hard with the nearest thing possible which happened to be his leather belt.

“Shit!” she shrieked bucking her hips pressing the palm of the hand that wasn’t supporting her weight into her pussy.

“You like that don’t you? When I spank that sexy arse of yours don’t you?” he whispered huskily in her ear.

“You’re going to make me come and you aren’t even touching me anymore.” Hermione whimpered.

“I’m going to make that little bum of yours red. Did I tell you could rub off?” he demanded.

“I’m so turned on Harry, it isn’t fair. My clit needs some attention.” Hermione admitted looking very red in the face.

“Trust me if you be patient I’m going to give every part of that pretty little pussy my undivided attention. But you want me to take control of you and that’s what I’m going to do, I intend to spank that little ass until you get my message.” Harry stated still staring into Hermione’s wet pussy.

She moaned with each stroke of the belt, and her ass continued to get redder. Harry was finally satisfied with her red bum.

“I’m going to fuck you now.” Harry whispered.

“Merlin, yes…” Hermione moaned as he positioned himself at her opening, plunging in as hard as possible she was so turned on he doubt he caused her any discomfort.

She moaned rocking forward with him, he bit her neck and snaked his hand around to pinch her long nipples and playing with her aching clit. It didn’t take too long before her muscles clenched around him, it happened a few more times before he spent himself. It felt like ages but it wasn’t more than a half hour or so.

He was pulling his emptied cock out of Hermione’s now furiously used and abused pussy when a voice sounded behind him.

“Bloody hell…”

The duo turned to see the red headed part of the trio standing in the hallway next to the stairs.

“Get off her!” Ron shouted.

“Ronald!” Hermione shouted out of pure shock before she separated from Harry and got angry.

“Ron–” Harry began.

“Save it we were supposed to be friends.” He spat at the Boy Who Lived.

“We are friends.” Harry said.

“Friends don’t shag the girl the other friend is in love with.” Ron muttered.

“What?” Hermione and Harry chorused.

“If the second friend had no clue the first friend had the hots for the girl.” Harry said.

“That makes no sense.” Hermione said, “You’re in love with me...”

Ron huffed, “Please just leave me alone I don’t want to talk to you right now especially while you’re naked.”

“I really didn’t know Ron,” Harry said disgusted with himself.

“I know but we swore we’d never…not unless we talked about it first.” Ron said, “I hope those fifteen minutes was worth five years of friendship.”

“Ron! You’re being unreasonable.” Hermione said, “It was just sex. You wouldn’t do it for me so I got it somewhere else I know that’s the problem.”

“No, the problem is I don’t know my friends anymore,” Ron said walking back up the stairs.

An uncomfortable vibe settled between the Trio despite Hermione’s new glow and more relaxed attitude the three were barely speaking and when they did talk the conversations were less than natural they were all contrived and forced.

This lasted all of two days when Ron decided to stop the quiet game and start yelling, he started with Hermione. He couldn’t truly fault Harry for taking the opportunity he would have done the same with Cho if the opportunity presented itself and it wouldn’t be personal.

But Hermione he was more than a little cross at it seemed they’d been on the verge of something since the first week of school third year with the Hippogriff, he’d touched her and he’d felt this electricity and he’d felt it every time since then and he couldn’t help but wonder if she felt that way too. What made matters worse was his fear that Hermione might have felt that spark when she was with Harry.

He’d heard the heated sounds of their passion it’d sounded more than a little intense. And Harry had gotten her first. He could see the welts forming on her ass from what was no doubt a brutal spanking, Ron knew his love style wasn’t a very domineering kinky experience he wanted to make love to her to treat her the way a woman such as she should be treated.

“Ron this is so immature!” Hermione exclaimed as they were heading to Grubbly Planks Care of Magical Creature class.

They had just left the Great Hall, Ron had been silent through out the meal stuffing all the food he could into his mouth and shooting daggers at his two best friends who attempted to make polite conversation with him.

“You’re calling me immature? Why are you being such a bitch Hermione.” Ron said.

“Me a bitch? You are nothing but a little boy Ron.” Hermione said, “If you won’t have a civil conversation with me I’d prefer if you didn’t speak to me at all.”

“Just because you didn’t walk in on me fucking your best friend in the common room doesn’t in anyway shape or form make me immature. That was wrong Hermione.” Ron said, “I can’t believe you shagged Harry!”

“Please Ron, not here…” Hermione shushed him in front of all the passerby’s that stared at them on their way to class.

Ron pushed her into an empty corridor, “Is here good enough?”

“Can’t we just get past this already?” Hermione whispered.

“No, we can’t.” Ron whispered.

“You are being an infant about this…” Hermione said.

“Well, I caught you on your hands and knees like a willing Knockturn Alley whore with my best friend. I love you Hermione, I can’t believe this. We’ve always been standing on the edge of something and I know you weren’t aware of my feelings, but I know you knew this and I know you knew about the pact we made in third year.” Ron rushed out.

“I needed something Ron, I can’t explain the way I felt when I saw that Harry needed something too, we gave each other exactly what we wanted.” Hermione explained, “I don’t feel the need to run from my desires and I won’t date a child that is afraid of his own.”

She turned to leave but Ron grabbed her wrist, “I am not a child.”

Hermione snorted, “Let go of me!”

“I will not let go,” Ron grabbed her and kissed her, molding their bodies together with the action at first Hermione struggled but eventually she reciprocated his actions. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist and he kissed from her lips to her collar making her pant.

There was something so different about what was happening with her and Ron than what had taken place with Harry. Sex with Harry was just a release for Hermione, with Ron it was certainly something else. Rough in the same way but lacking the force and the games Hermione loved to play.

Ron roughly groped Hermione’s breast through her school blouse as he bit on her neck. She gasped and rocked her hips against him.

“Is this what you want?” he asked his fingers already working the front clasp on her bra.

“Yes…” Hermione said.

Her stockings were merely shredded fabric her panties pushed to the side nipples and clit teased to the point her pussy was nearly gushing around his fingers. Ron had started off a lot gentler than Harry and she appreciated him for it but longed for the rough tease of a belt against her still abused ass. The sound of his zipper going down was nearly deafening and time seemed to stop when he slowly entered her. He was longer and thicker than Harry had been and Harry had been more than well equipped.

Ron pushed in and out of Hermione’s waiting pussy she moaned and ground down on him.

“Harder Ron!” Hermione shouted as he better positioned her against the wall hands on her ass and thighs aiming every thrust for the same little spot inside her.

Hermione’s thighs clenched around his waist and her walls around his cock but he wasn’t nearly done. By the time he’d finally finished they were late for more than just Care of Magical Creatures class.

Harry was waiting for his friends in the Great Hall, trying everything in his attempt to keep his mind from wandering to Luna Lovegood, he failed in that respect mostly because Luna was seated a few chairs down laughing and talking with none other than Ginny Weasley. Ginny was giving him the eye, he’d never considered Ginny as an option for anything sexual or romantic, she was Ron’s little sister and since Ron was like his brother it made for a very grey area.

Hermione and Ron walked in hand and hand looking tousled and disheveled.

“What’s up guys, did you have a fight with the Whomping Willow and lose?” Harry asked.

“Funny Mate…” Ron said rolling his eyes.

“Did hell freeze over or did you just say two words to me?” Harry asked.

“We worked everything out.” Hermione said kissing Ron’s cheek.

“She finally stopped being mental. A good shag really did her a world of good.” Ron said.

“Ronald you are disgusting,” Hermione said, “How has your day been?”

Hermione took a seat positioning herself between Harry and Ron.

“Better now since everything is now resolved. It sucks fighting with you guys.” Harry said.

“Just promise you won’t shag my girl ever again.” Ron said.

“Ron, no one knows the future.” Hermione began nervously shooting a look at Harry it seemed to be a look of want and regret.

“I wouldn’t do that to you. There are plenty of other girls around to shag, and I intend to have them all.” Harry said shooting a glance over at Ginny.

Ginny caught him staring and slid an arm around Luna’s shoulder and whispered something to make her look at him as well. Feeling Ginny’s heated gaze on him and Luna’s misty eyes that seemed to swallow him whole, he focused on Luna but he couldn’t forget about Ginny who stared at him like she was a starving woman and he was the feast on the table.

Luna looked back at Ginny and gave her a deep nod and small shy smile. He wondered what that was about but he hadn’t the time to figure that out as he realized he’d better eat something before dinner was over.

Harry left the Great Hall and immediately ran into a sobbing Pansy Parkinson.

“Sorry,” He muttered passing her.

“Potter! Wait…” she called after him hurrying to catch up in the daring high heels she wore.

“Yes…” he said curtly wary of the Slytherin girl, her tears had dried in a fraction of a second and her face was set with determination.

She’d grown out of the pug look she still had a very small nose and very strong imposing jaw, but she had beautiful cheekbones and lovely ebony hair framing her face. And she had a very shapely figure and he found himself appreciating it with his eyes.

“I just needed to know if you were free tonight.” She asked.

“Well, I wasn’t planning on anything…” Harry told her.

“I was wondering if you’d help me out with something…” Pansy said.