Harry Potter gets wooed by the Sorting Hat
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
15,244
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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Harry Potter gets wooed by the Sorting Hat
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter, or have any rights to it or make any money! I only write these fic’s for fun!
Harry Potter gets wooed by the Sorting Hat
Thanks to Dream Of Stories for beta’ing!
“That damn hat,” Harry muttered to himself as he ran through the hallways of Hogwarts, away from the Headmaster’s office. “How the hell does that hat think he can ‘woo’ me I do not know!”
Only once Harry felt that he was a good distance from the Headmaster’s office, on the landing of the moving stairs, did he allow himself to rest and catch his breath.
“Thank Merlin that’s over with,” Harry muttered to himself with his eyes closed, “If the old coot thinks I’m going back there then he has another thing co-“
“Oh my beloved, why do you run?”
Harry’s eyes shot open, The Sorting Hat’s voice echoed throughout the area as most of the students were in class. Harry wasn’t as he had been called to the Headmaster’s office.
“Damn it,” Harry hissed out as he stood and began to make his way towards Gryffindor Tower. “Can’t that hat take a hint?”
Looking behind him, Harry found the Sorting Hat to be flying behind him, using the brim as wings.
“My Harry why do you run? Don’t you love me?” The Sorting Hat asked as he flew closer to Harry.
Harry kept running and bit the inside of his check from answering knowing that if he answered then that would properly just encourage the Sorting Hat even more in a weird sort of way.
Skidding to a stop outside of Gryffindor tower, Harry found the Fat Lady to have gone on one of her strolls, she did this a lot during the quiet time.
“Damn it,” Harry found himself saying. It was quickly becoming one of his favourite sayings. “Where else, where else?”
As Harry ran down the corridors and hallways, it suddenly came to him.
“The Room of Requirements!” Harry said with a grin as he started to make a run for the room.
“Oh my beloved, you kinky thing,” The Sorting Hat called out from behind Harry, “the chase makes the bonding all the sweeter, how thoughtful of you! Why I must make the bonding of our bodies even better for my sweet mate!”
Harry felt himself starting to go slightly green. “I don’t even want to know how I and The Sorting Hat can ‘bond’.”
Harry skidded around the corner and came to the Room of Requirements.
Without thinking, Harry entered the room only to find himself having a strange tingling sensation over his whole body.
“What in Merlin’s name is going on?” Harry swore as he felt himself changing shape but at the moment he wasn’t sure what he was changing into.
“My Harry!” The Sorting Hat yelled as it came through the doors, “How smart of you my beloved! You are required to be a hat for our bonding and you are in the Room of Requirement! So smart my mate is!”
“What the hell!” Harry shouted out, only to find that he had no arms or legs, “Bloody hell! I’m a hat!”
“And not just any hat,” The Sorting Hat said with what Harry thought was a perverted grin, “A wizard’s pointed hat!”
Harry gulped, “I think I’ll just be finding Professor McGonagall now, she may be able to change me back.”
“Oh my sweet Harry why would you want to change back into that Human form for?” The Sorting Hat asked as the material around its brim came out and got a better hold on Harry. “Like this we can mate and have lots of little Sorting Hat children!”
“But I d-“ Harry began only to find himself being lifted up off of the ground and being dragged closer to The Sorting Hat, “What the hell are you doing?!”
“Why we are bonding and creating our children from our magical core as we join!” The Sorting Hat said as it pushed where the person’s head would have been against the same place on Harry.
Harry found himself shuddering, was it suppose to be feeling this good? He was basically having sex with The Sorting Hat who was pushing them together and separate again as humans would.
“Here they come my lovely,” The Sorting Hat cried out after a few minutes of this action.
Harry watched in shock as instead of what he thought would be an orgasm of sorts, came five miniature versions of The Sorting Hat and what he guessed must be some qualities of what he now looked like as a Hat.
The Sorting Hat placed Harry down on the ground and cuddled up to him while the five hat children came up to them.
“My lovely Harry, aren’t our children perfect!” The Sorting Hat cried out in happiness as the mini Sorting Hat’s began to suckle on Harry’s brim like new born babies suckling from their mother’s chest.
“Lovely,” Harry said with a weak smile as he winced as one of the hats gave a hard suckle on his brim.
The End!
Harry Potter gets wooed by the Sorting Hat
Thanks to Dream Of Stories for beta’ing!
“That damn hat,” Harry muttered to himself as he ran through the hallways of Hogwarts, away from the Headmaster’s office. “How the hell does that hat think he can ‘woo’ me I do not know!”
Only once Harry felt that he was a good distance from the Headmaster’s office, on the landing of the moving stairs, did he allow himself to rest and catch his breath.
“Thank Merlin that’s over with,” Harry muttered to himself with his eyes closed, “If the old coot thinks I’m going back there then he has another thing co-“
“Oh my beloved, why do you run?”
Harry’s eyes shot open, The Sorting Hat’s voice echoed throughout the area as most of the students were in class. Harry wasn’t as he had been called to the Headmaster’s office.
“Damn it,” Harry hissed out as he stood and began to make his way towards Gryffindor Tower. “Can’t that hat take a hint?”
Looking behind him, Harry found the Sorting Hat to be flying behind him, using the brim as wings.
“My Harry why do you run? Don’t you love me?” The Sorting Hat asked as he flew closer to Harry.
Harry kept running and bit the inside of his check from answering knowing that if he answered then that would properly just encourage the Sorting Hat even more in a weird sort of way.
Skidding to a stop outside of Gryffindor tower, Harry found the Fat Lady to have gone on one of her strolls, she did this a lot during the quiet time.
“Damn it,” Harry found himself saying. It was quickly becoming one of his favourite sayings. “Where else, where else?”
As Harry ran down the corridors and hallways, it suddenly came to him.
“The Room of Requirements!” Harry said with a grin as he started to make a run for the room.
“Oh my beloved, you kinky thing,” The Sorting Hat called out from behind Harry, “the chase makes the bonding all the sweeter, how thoughtful of you! Why I must make the bonding of our bodies even better for my sweet mate!”
Harry felt himself starting to go slightly green. “I don’t even want to know how I and The Sorting Hat can ‘bond’.”
Harry skidded around the corner and came to the Room of Requirements.
Without thinking, Harry entered the room only to find himself having a strange tingling sensation over his whole body.
“What in Merlin’s name is going on?” Harry swore as he felt himself changing shape but at the moment he wasn’t sure what he was changing into.
“My Harry!” The Sorting Hat yelled as it came through the doors, “How smart of you my beloved! You are required to be a hat for our bonding and you are in the Room of Requirement! So smart my mate is!”
“What the hell!” Harry shouted out, only to find that he had no arms or legs, “Bloody hell! I’m a hat!”
“And not just any hat,” The Sorting Hat said with what Harry thought was a perverted grin, “A wizard’s pointed hat!”
Harry gulped, “I think I’ll just be finding Professor McGonagall now, she may be able to change me back.”
“Oh my sweet Harry why would you want to change back into that Human form for?” The Sorting Hat asked as the material around its brim came out and got a better hold on Harry. “Like this we can mate and have lots of little Sorting Hat children!”
“But I d-“ Harry began only to find himself being lifted up off of the ground and being dragged closer to The Sorting Hat, “What the hell are you doing?!”
“Why we are bonding and creating our children from our magical core as we join!” The Sorting Hat said as it pushed where the person’s head would have been against the same place on Harry.
Harry found himself shuddering, was it suppose to be feeling this good? He was basically having sex with The Sorting Hat who was pushing them together and separate again as humans would.
“Here they come my lovely,” The Sorting Hat cried out after a few minutes of this action.
Harry watched in shock as instead of what he thought would be an orgasm of sorts, came five miniature versions of The Sorting Hat and what he guessed must be some qualities of what he now looked like as a Hat.
The Sorting Hat placed Harry down on the ground and cuddled up to him while the five hat children came up to them.
“My lovely Harry, aren’t our children perfect!” The Sorting Hat cried out in happiness as the mini Sorting Hat’s began to suckle on Harry’s brim like new born babies suckling from their mother’s chest.
“Lovely,” Harry said with a weak smile as he winced as one of the hats gave a hard suckle on his brim.
The End!