Magical Encounters (Harry Potter Oneshots)

Pansy Parkinson

As Harry sat at his desk in the Auror Office, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He had just received a tip from an anonymous source that Pansy Parkinson, a known Death Eater was planning to meet with some of her fellow followers that night. After the defeat of Voldemort, his flowers had been slow to reform.

He knew he had to act fast, before any harm could come to innocent lives. So he quickly scribbled a note to the auroras, instructing them to bring Pansy to his office for questioning.

With a flick of his wand, he sent the note flying out of his window and into the hands of the auroras patrolling the streets. He could only hope that they would be able to apprehend her before she could carry out whatever sinister plan she had in store.

As he waited for her arrival, Harry couldn't help but feel a sense of anger towards Pansy. She had been a thorn in his side since their days at Hogwarts, always taunting and belittling him for being a halfblood. And now, it seemed she had fully embraced her family's dark legacy.

A knock on his door interrupted his thoughts, and he called out for the person to enter. The door swung open and in walked Pansy, flanked by two auroras.

She looked defiant and unafraid, despite being surrounded by auroras and facing the famous Harry Potter himself. But Harry could see the fear in her eyes, the fear of being caught and punished for her actions.

'Miss Parkinson,' Harry said in a firm voice, 'thank you for joining us. Please have a seat.'

Pansy raised an eyebrow, but complied and took a seat in front of his desk. The auroras stood behind her, their wands at the ready in case she tried to make a run for it.

'Now, Miss Parkinson,' Harry began, 'I have reason to believe that you have been involved in some rather... unsavory activities.'

Pansy scoffed. 'And what evidence do you have, Potter?'

Harry leaned forward, staring at her intensely. 'I have my sources. And they have never been wrong before.'

Pansy's expression faltered, and for a moment, Harry thought he saw a flicker of fear cross her face. But she quickly regained her composure and sneered at him.

'You can't prove anything,' she spat.

'Maybe not,' Harry said, 'but I can certainly make your life very difficult if you continue down this path.'

Pansy glared at him "I dare you to try."

'You have been a thorn in my side for too long, Pansy,' he growls. 'It's time for you to learn your lesson.'

Pansy struggles against Harry's grip, but he is too strong for her. She squirms as he pulls down her skirt and panties, exposing her bare bottom.

'Please, Potter, don't do this,' she pleads.

But Harry is determined to teach her a lesson. This girl had caused me and my friends to much trouble, it wouldn't be too bad if I earned some joy from her punishment. He raises his hand and brings it down hard on Pansy's bottom, leaving a bright red handprint. Her firm ass jiggled as Pansy moaned at the pain.

'Ow!' Pansy cries out.

'That's just the beginning,' Harry says, his voice cold and stern. He continues to spank her, each slap getting harder and harder.

Pansy's cries turn into sobs as her bottom stings with each strike. She can feel tears streaming down her face as Harry punishes her. Harry then looked at Pansy's huge red ass. " Pansy, Pansy, Pansy. I told you what would happen if you were a bad girl." Harry said.

Harry then pulled his trousers down for Pansy to have his 9-inch cock hit her in the face as pre-cum ran down her nose. Before she knew it Harry has stuck his balls and cock deep down her throat. She gagged unable to breath as Harry's monster destroyed her, however she couldn't say she liked it. Draco's was only 3-inch.

Once Harry's pulled his cock out Pansy screamed "Please Harry fuck me like the little bitch I am."

Harry smiled at the uncanny remark before pounding her face until her eyes rolled to the back of her head. "You like that you Slytherin slut," said Harry. Harry was now going as fast as he could into Pansy's mouth.

"HARRY, YOU ARE SO FUCKING GOOD, STICK IT IN MY RED ASS!" shouted Pansy.

Huh Harry thought. What an absolute slut. Harry then proceeded to climb onto the desk as Pansy lied down exhausted her red ass exposed to Harry. Harry then gripped Pansy's neck almost chocking her while he positioned himself into her ass.

Slap. Slap. Slap . It was good that the office had a silencing charm because Harry was going at it. Harry then roughly fingered her vagina adding to the pleasure the both of them felt. However Harry knew it was time for this to end. He sensed someone approaching the door and in quick time he put on both his and Pansy's clothes on. An Auror asked "What are you going to do with her."

"The prison cells in Potter Manor, I think that is where she will stay for further questioning." said Harry calmly.

Every single day, Harry and Pansy practiced their rough way of mixed revenge and love.