Harry Potter has always had a hard life beaten and bruised by the people who are supposed to love him. When a new girl shows up at Hogwarts secrets and lies are exposed, is Harry really who they say her is.
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CRASH, BANG
Harry's muscular arms wrapped around me as I fumble with his belt buckle.
Lips clashing, hands wandering. Our breathing was heavy but all we could focus on was getting each other naked.
Harry grabbed a handful of my breasts as I wrapped my hand around his cock.
"Hurry." I whine
"Hush or else i won't let you cum at all." He growls.
Calased hands lightly pried my thighs open as Harry moved my panties to the side and ran a thumb lightly between my folds.
I arch my back as a finger was gently pushed into my pussy. My head blanked as Harry's finger began moving in a fast pace.
I could feel my stomach tighten as I got closer to my peak.
My arms surrounded his neck my legs began to tremble.
"I'm close. Faster please." I gasp.
Harry's chest rumbles slight.
Just as I was about to reach my peak the door of the laundry room was thrown open.
Professor snape stood, furious, glaring at mine an Harry's half naked forms. My hands still in Harry's pants and Harry's fingers still wedged inside me.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!"
I pushed Harry away gently and fixed myself.
"Professor, we were just..."
"I don't want to hear it. 20 points from Slytherin and Gryffindor." He yells.
I hung my head in embarrassment and shame. My eyes shifted towards Harry. He didn't look effected at all, in fact her seemed more annoyed at being interrupted.
"Both of you follow me."
Harry huffed and wrapped his arm around my waists. The two of us followed behind professor snape quietly.
As we passed other student wandering the corridor, all i felt was shame but also arousal?
From time to time Harry's hands would wander down to my ass, give to a squeeze then travel back to my waist.
We arrived at a large classroom with stacks on stacks of cauldrons', and books. The shelves were lines with potions.
"The two of you and the rest of the delinquent will be cleaning out all the cauldrons in this room until I feel you've learned your lesson."
