Chapter 33

There was a unique tinge of amusement in watching Parvati as she struggled to unfreeze herself from her shock, her gaze stuck on the bodies of her roommates, wrapped tightly together, still glistening remains on their skin leaving no doubt about what had been going on just minutes before her arrival.

"But… How…" Parvati murmured a considerable while later, still stuck in place rather than actually trying to move. "You naughty bitches…" she added soon after as she took a step towards them, but sent a nervous glance towards the door, then changed her direction. Only after locking the door twice, she started to walk towards their target. Smart, Harry thought, but not cautious enough, especially after she had seen him actually use his invisibility.

After locking the door, Parvati started to walk toward her target, her steps slow, trembling, unable to believe what lay in front of her eyes. Harry followed her silently, just a couple steps away from her. She stood in front of the unconscious bodies of her roommates, trying to decide what was the appropriate response to finding her roommates covered in various bodily fluids.

"You slut," Parvati murmured to herself, her eyes locked on Hermione. "Hermione, I understand. She was basically waiting for Potter to take her after all the time they spent together, but you were the true surprise, especially together with Hermione." Shaking her head, she sat on Lavender's bed, still talking to herself. "You're lucky that you're my best friend, anyone else, and I would have been the source of the best piece of gossip the school had seen in the last fifty years. What a pity," she murmured.

But even after stopping talking to herself, Parvati continued to sit on Lavender's bed, a conflicted expression on her face, enough to tempt Harry to take a peek inside her mind. But before he could actually start to do that, one of her hands rose to her chest, rubbing her breast over her robe, giving an indication of what she had in mind. Not bad, Harry thought, amused, but certainly not disappointed by the fact that Parvati was no less slutty than her roommates.

Curious just how far she would go, he refrained from taking any action, leaving Parvati to progress at her own pace. He wasn't afraid of girls waking up, as he was rather proud just how exhausted they had been after a long night of passionate sex. Just to make things more fun, he sat on Lavender's bed as well, far enough to prevent Parvati from touching him in case of a sudden movement. He watched as her other hand landed on her inner thigh -dangerously close to her slit- and started to squeeze, biting her lips as the first wave of pleasure reached the target.

The next few minutes passed in a monotone -for a very liberal understanding of the word- as Parvati continued her skittish enjoyment, unwilling to push things to the next level. Thankfully, before he lost his patience and took action, she decided to bring things to the next level, and her fingers started to unbutton her robe; rather quickly considering her fear of getting caught.

He barely kept himself from whistling, because it turned out that underneath her robe, she was wearing only a cream-colored silk nightie, contrasting her chocolate skin perfectly enough to make him hungry despite the feast he had all night long. It was a conservative nightie, one without a hint of cleavage, and long enough to cover her knees, suggesting that she was in a sleepover rather than anything amorous.

Still, the conservative style of her nightie wasn't a disappointment, not when she readily opened first few buttons from the front to create a rather impressive cleave before sliding one of the shoulders down, giving a generous glimpse of her breasts, shapely enough to make him curse himself for being idiotic enough to miss his chance in the Yule Ball. Luckily, he had a chance to compensate for that extreme idiocy, he consoled himself even as Parvati fully freed her breast from the confines of her nightie, her fingers sinking mercilessly.

It seemed that she was slowly getting convinced of her roommates' exhaustion, because there was no fear in her movement as her hand disappeared underneath her nightie toward her core, riding it up enough to reveal her deliciously-toned chocolate legs. Still, her movements -easily read from her arm- was cautious and slow at first, her gaze as she kept her gaze on the used bodies of Lavender and Hermione. But just like before, her patience was a poor opponent for her arousal, and hadn't lasted long before its ultimate defeat.

Then, without a warning, Parvati stopped and pulled her wand, alarming him as she cast a spell. But a moment later, he realized her target, and relaxed while his discarded boxers -leftover from the last night's activities- flew towards her hand. She firmly kept it in hand as she continued to squeeze her breasts, while the other hand still digging into her core in search of an explosion.

But that wasn't the only surprise she had. "Oh, Potter, yes, take me," she murmured as she closed her eyes, no doubt imagining herself in place of one of the girls -or if he was particularly lucky, imagining herself accompanying them.

Luckily for her, Harry was more than happy to fulfill her wish. "As you wish, milady," he said as he discarded his cloak, and slid even closer to Parvati.

The expression of total shock that covered Parvati's face was delicious of its own. Her mouth popped open just a moment later, more than enough to fill the room with her panicked cry if Harry hadn't been fast enough to press his hand against her lips. He could have easily used a silencing charm, but he wasn't willing to miss the excuse to touch her. "Calm down, sweetie, it's only me," he explained cheerfully.

It took a couple of seconds for her to recover from the effects of the adrenaline, and another two to realize she mostly naked. "Harry, what are you doing here!" she asked in a furious whisper, but her anger was paper-thin, hastily constructed to cover her embarrassment as she hastily tried to pull her nightie back. A mistake, as it failed to resist her forceful pull, ripping rather noisily while compromising its ability to fully cover her breasts, enough that she had to cross her arms around her chest to compensate.

"Well, I came back when I realized that I forgot my lucky boxers," he said, Parvati's eyes dipping down with the reminder, making her realize that he was still naked, and sporting a full mast. "But I see that you had found them already, and was thoughtful enough to call for me," he added, pointing at the boxers that were tightly grasped in her right hand. Parvati's blush increased even further even as she threw it away panickedly, and it flew away.

"How rude," Harry said with a smirk. "Do I throw your possessions away," he said as he grabbed her wand, throwing it back, gently, making it land on the opposite corner of Lavender's bed, leaving her defenseless. "It's not a nice thing to do, is it," he said.

She tried to stand up, but he prevented it by putting his hand on her thigh, flexing his magical aura in the process as well. And just like that, Parvati sat back down, her eyes wide in shock. Magical aura was one of the simple tricks he had discovered in his training, allowing him to exude a subtle sense of superiority that usually reflected as intimidation. But he had a feeling that the effects might have been a bit different when applied to a half-naked girl who was masturbating while moaning his name just moments ago.

"Harry, what are you-" she tried to murmur, but he shut her down by pressing a finger against her lips.

"Shh," he murmured. "You were the one that was calling me for your help, Parvati, and I'm not rude enough to turn down a call for assistance from such breathtaking beauty," he added, even as he softly pushed her back. She found herself lying on her back while he was hovering above her. Before she could say anything, his hand slid inside her nightie using the gap created by her clumsy attempts to redress, sliding his hands until his fingers grasped her nipples.

"Harry, what are you doing!" she exclaimed in shock, but didn't attempt to push him off, which he took as an implicit agreement, digging his fingers deep into her supple breasts.

"Helping you finish before the others finish before the others wake up," he said with a smirk. "Or, are you claiming that I somehow misunderstood what were you doing when I arrived, and it was an obscure healing ritual or something like that?" That was enough to shut Parvati off, and the skilled treatment of his fingers was enough to destroy the rest of her objection.

"Okay, but you need to be quick," she said, her conflicted expression quickly leaving its place to desire. Harry wasn't surprised at her temptation, after all, as the state of the sleeping beauties across them was enough to prove his case.

He smirked. "Are you sure you want the quickest route, because while it's fun, it might be hard to handle for a first-timer."

She managed to gather enough willpower to counter his warning. "Nobody likes a braggart, Potter. I can handle whatever you can dish!"

Harry made an expression that could be technically classified as a smile, but it was more reminiscent of an expression a lion would have made if a gazelle had chosen to stood her ground rather than trying to run away. "Okay, if you're that confident, I'm not going to give you a safeword. Let's see if you can handle it." And with that, he cast a sensation amplification spell on her, though this time, it was complicated enough that it required him to use his wand. Unfortunately, his wandless abilities were still in infancy, not allowing him to cast anything other than brute-force combat spells or schoolyard cantrips.

Luckily, Parvati was suitably distracted when he grabbed the front of her garb before ripping it painfully, suddenly leaving her naked. "Harry-!' she tried to say, but her words ended with a cry when his fingers slipped through her slit rapidly, starting a merciless pumping.

"Try to keep your voice low," Harry said smugly. "Otherwise, your friends might wake up."

Her eyes widened at the reminder, but she made no complaint; though it was simply because her hands were both pressed against her mouth in an effort to keep her voice down, but even they were stretched to the limit. Harry wasn't surprised. After all, it was no simple task to resist the impact of his magic-covered fingers, especially when her sensitivity was increased to the roof.

"Yes, you're handling it perfectly," Harry said mockingly as he pumped his fingers with a reckless abandon while leaning forward to her breasts. Rather than slowly teasing her like the usual, he chose to bite her chocolate-colored nipples hard enough to leave a mark, perfectly timing it with her development to trigger an explosive orgasm. It managed to break through her attempts to keep her voice low, her cries echoing in the room.

"That was amazing," Parvati managed to murmur with great difficulty as she tried to keep her trembling under control.

"Honey, you must be delusional if you think it was anything other than a simple appetizer," Harry said as he took a position above hers, cutting her road to escape before she could say anything. Parvati opened her mouth to answer, but her words were cut by another voice.

"Parvati, is that you?" asked a familiar voice.

"Lav. It's not -" she tried to say, but Harry chose that exact moment to slide into her well-lubricated tunnel, making the rest of her sentence disappear in a cry of pleasure.

The blonde girl appeared next to them while she tried to keep things under control, astonishment clear on her face. "You do work fast," Lavender said in astonishment, her voice exhausted despite her exhaustion.

"I try," Harry said casually even as he continued to impale Parvati mercilessly, who was unable to talk under the throes of the merciless assault, keeping her down.

"Lavender, go away," Parvati managed to moan between her cries, and seeing that she was still able to speak, Harry increased his merciless pumping even further, leaving her unable to utter a single word.

"Why should I?" Lavender said, amusement clear on her tone as she lay next to Parvati, their faces not too far away. "It's my bed, after all? If you didn't want an audience, you should at least had the decency to use your own bed."

Parvati failed to counter her statement, though it was more about her merciless treatment than Lavender's clever words. Once again, Parvati pressed her hands to her mouth, trying to avoid creating another audience.

"Lavender, why don't you help me a bit? I'm in a hurry," Harry said even as he grabbed her head and pulled against Parvati's chest. On another day, Lavender might have been more reluctant to it, but directly after an extended threesome, her preferences and morals had been suitably loosened. Without any other prompting, she clamped on Parvati's breasts, biting and sucking in a manner she had learned during the adventures of the previous night.

"N-no," Parvati managed to murmur between moans, a complaint that neither Lavender nor Harry had paid attention to. She moaned and gasped, unable to contain the arousal resulting from the double assault. Just to make it more challenging, Harry grabbed the breast that was free of Lavender's attention and started squeezing, adding yet another layer of pleasure to the equation.

None of them had been surprised when Parvati had been hit by yet another orgasm soon after, unable to resist their combined assault. She let out a relaxed sigh when Harry pulled out, unaware that he had no intention of letting her go just yet. He gestured Lavender to pull back a bit and lay on her back, and then without a warning, threw Parvati on top of her, leaving their tits pressing against each other.

Harry grabbed Parvati's hair and pulled it back roughly, fully intending it finish the session rather roughly. "Maybe I should take a photo and share it with the school," Harry said in amusement as he slid into Parvati once more, forcing her to moan. "I'm sure everyone will enjoy talking about the gossip queens of the school for a change of pacing." Harry was surprised at the sudden tightening at Parvati's grasp, but not dissatisfied. Instead, he continued to slam into her repeatedly while simultaneously covering her ass with spanks, happy to see her tightening even more.

Apparently, someone liked it rough.

"So, Lavender, any plans for today," Harry asked in a casual tone even as he drilled Parvati mercilessly.

"You're incorrigible," Lavender said with a laugh. "But no, I'm playing to stay in for a rest. For some reason, I have been feeling a little exhausted."

"I wonder why," Harry said even as he pulled out from Parvati to push into Lavender for a bit, earning a moan from her before she could control her tone. But he kept it on for only a few pumps before switching back to Parvati. Lavender had deserved her rest after her exhausting ordeal. "What about you, Parvati? Any plans?" he asked, only to receive a moan, even when he spanked her bottom repeatedly to get an answer.

Soon, Parvati collapsed into another string of moans, this time, her tightening enough to trigger a climax of his own. And as much as filling her in would have been satisfying, it was too early with her with such a step. Instead, he pulled out at the last second, covering her back with his pearly liquid, which contrasted with her back beautifully.

"I'll be seeing you around girls," he said with a smirk before pulling the cloak on, leaving the explanations to Lavender as he walked out. As much as he would have liked to see their discussion, he was too exhausted for another session.

With that, he stumbled back to his dorm, intent on having a little rest before visiting his pet Slytherin…