Harry Potter one shots

Hedwig and the sorting Hat's Romance

A lovely tale of Hedwig and the sorting Hat when they get down and dirty on Harry's bed while he's away.

"OH SORTING HAT!" Hedwig cried.

The sorting hat's rather pointy end was digging it's way into Hedwig's pussy.

"Emph... Hedwig, your pussy can't handle the job. It's too ti-"

"SORTING HAT! You know that I despise being looked down upon. After all, I am soldier of the moon. Now hold on." She said as she began digging her beak through Harry's discarded book bag.

Thankfully the book bag was on the bed where they were making romance.

In only a moments time Hedwig had removed a rather large book of spells from his book bag and she had flipped it open to a page.

The sorting hat still had his pointy thing in Hedwig's small opening.

"Hedwig, how do you think you'll be able to cast a spell? You're a fuckin' bird."

It was ironic because Hedwig really was trying to fuck the sorting hat.

"Hat, you have no faith in me. NONE!"

Hedwig dramatically flipped her head feathers to one side as her eyes became sparkly-desu like a shoujo manga's main female character's would when they were crying under the moonlight.

"Okay, hat remove your obstruction from my pussy."

The hat complied and Hedwig's head arched all the way back to her pussy and her beak dug into it and pulled out a wand covered in lubricant.

Holding the lubricated wand in her beak she waved it around while she mumbled some words.

"Vaginia engorgio!"

Her pussy began to grow at such a large rate that it reached half way up her back.

At least she had more room for letters.

The sorting hat, now extremely horny, immediately shoved himself all the way inside her.

"Oh!" Hedwig moaned happily.

The End!