Lets fix the Tournament by fvdv123

Chapter 1 : Another bloody Prophesy

This is a sequel from I'm Harry? Lets fix this mess.

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"Hermoine, if you are not ready, we can wait, you know that do you? There are a lot of other things we can do." Oh fuck I hope she doesn't think about that whip.

Hermoine: "No Harry, it will happen today, Tonks and Hestia are eager to make love to you, and I am sure Tracey and Daphne too." I swallowed, I have to do five today? Was Viagra invented already?

Susan: "We want it to but not now, in our vacation in France probably."

"Just say when loves." Keep acting cool dumb ass, use enough quotes from those trashy novels and we are good.

I lay in bed on the covers, surrounded by my wives, Hermoine was nervous, Tonksie and Hestia coaching her.

"Daphne and Tracey, can you prepare Hermoine please, those boobs and her pussy needs attention."

Make it a group effort, it is better than ten girls watching me, Daphne and Tracey were happy to play along, "Don't forget Tonksie and Hestia dears, I will help with them."

When the warm-up was over I lay down and pulled Hermoine on top of me, we started kissing.

"Cowgirl style love, go at your own pace, you can go as fast and slow as you want to."

Tonksie and Hestia positioned themselves beside Hermoine. Tonksie grabbed little Harry and guided him to Hermoine's 'cave of wonders' Hestia guiding Hermoine.

When little Harry glided in, suddenly two paddles appeared. A voice yelled, "Clear!" And I got a god-dammed electric shock, again "Clear!" With a higher voltage this time. Everything went black.

When I opened my eyes I heard a voice call out: "Harry Potter!" I looked around, I sat at the bloody Gryffindors table, Ron and Hermoine in front of me, I looked up, again Bloody fucking hell? Dumbledore stood there with a paper slip in his hand, next to a cup with blue flames… ... "SON OFF A BITCH!"

On another plane, Harry was concentrating on not cumming too fast 'thanks old guy, thanks old guy, oh god this feels great, thanks, old guy, thanks old guy,' while he was shagging Hermoine.

1 Another bloody Prophesy.

Goat God bloody fuck! How the hell did I end up here? I was going to shag Hermione! I needed that shag! I earned that shag! Is this going to start all over again? If they are thinking I am going to entertain those idiots by facing a fucking dragon, then they need to wake up.

"Who the bloody hell put my name in that stupid cup?"

Dumbledore: "Harry Potter, get up my boy, your name came out, go to the other champions."

"Sir I did not put my name in that cup, so I am not obligated to compete."

Dumbledore: "My boy, everyone whose name comes out the cup has to compete, now go to the back chamber." That stupid naffer is enjoying himself at my expense. I scanned the tables and found just the girl I needed. She was sitting on the way to the chamber too. While I passed her I lowered my head to hers and whispered.

"Miss Susan Bones, contact your aunt Madam Bones and ask her to come here immediately with some Aurors, ask your house-elf to deliver the message. Our houses were allies once, I need this boon from you."