Chapter 43 - Tables & Toilets V

"Indeed," Dumbledore concurred with a gentle nod, his eyes twinkling with wisdom. "Mr. Weasley's plan merits thorough consideration."

Rising from his seat, he continued, "Regardless of our decision regarding the plan, it is prudent for me to depart and make ready for the impending event. I hold no doubt in Mr. Weasley's intelligence and the accuracy of his information."

"Likewise." Amelia Bones agreed and pressed a button on the side of her desk that looked like a bell. "Let us exercise caution and refrain from any hasty actions that might draw their attention. We must maintain an air of ignorance."

Dumbledore nodded and left. "I shall see you at the school, Mr. Weasley."

Ron nodded and waited for the old man to leave through the door. He continued to stare at Amelia's beautiful, mature face in the meantime. Her short hair was a charm that he never understood why it attracted him. Perhaps it was the air of authority she had. Perhaps it was the feeling of knowing he was likely the only man in the world who was intimate with her.

She didn't put much makeup on, and he liked that. She was tall and fit, albeit with a little bit of flesh added due to the pregnancy here and there.

"How are you?" He asked as he heard the sound of the door closing.

"We met just a few days ago, Mr. Weasley."

Ron awkwardly scratched his head, once again feeling the weird sensation in his chest. He genuinely didn't want anything bad to happen to her, no matter the cost. "I… I will be leaving for Hogwarts tomorrow."

"Be safe and make sure you score well on your OWLs. The path to becoming an Auror starts from there." Amelia tutored him like a senior, rather than a partner. "Don't worry about the Dark Lord. Many have risen before him, and all have met their end in due time."

"But sometimes the cost is too grave," Ron interrupted her.

She nodded. "A price we pay for others to live in peace. As the Minister, it is my job to protect the people, wizard or not."

Ron looked down, embarrassed by what he was about to say, but he felt it had to be said. "And it is my job to protect what's growing in there."

An awkward silence fell, and Ron cringed at it.

"Hm…" Amelia hummed, her lips curving into a more noticeable smile. "I had hoped to spare you from this, but to do what you say is your right."

Ron looked up at her and smiled.

Amelia reached into her desk drawer and withdrew a shard of glass, which she then offered to Ron. "This is a two-way mirror," she explained, "capable of connecting two parties across distance, allowing communication between them. Take one and notify me should any issues arise."

Ron took it quickly. "You too, Minister Bones."

"You should return now." Bones dismissed him. "And take care of yourself. If not for yourself, then—"

"I know, I know." Ron turned around to leave. "For both of you… I know."

"..."

Amelia swallowed her words back. She was only going to say 'for him', but what Ron said did make her feel a little more energetic.

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Ron spent the last night before school at the new safehouse for his family. The next day, he reached King's Cross on time with the twins and Ginny. They crossed the magical wall and soon found themselves seats on the train.

Ron found Harry already in one of the cabins, staring mindlessly out the window at nothing. "Still annoyed?"

Harry looked at Ron finally. "Morning."

"Morning, you two." Hermione arrived just then, stepping inside with a big smile on her face.

Ron helped her put her boxy luggage case up and finally sat down. But Hermione squeezed beside him, sitting so close that both their legs intimately touched. He didn't mind it, but he couldn't help but feel itchy in his balls just from that touch.

I'm too horny for my own good these days.

"Why the long face?" Hermione noticed Harry's mood right away.

"No." Ron abruptly clenched Hermione's thigh and whispered into her ears. "Cho cheated on him with Cedric. I caught them doing it red-handed."

"What?!" Hermione exclaimed, only to cover her mouth with a hand. "No! How could she… but she…"

"Anyway, did you learn about my family?" Ron quickly changed the topic, seeing Harry's mood. "So much happened…"

Soon, the train started moving, and Harry decided to take a nap by the window. In the meantime, Hermione read a few books, and Ron felt an intense urge to pee.

So he got up and headed to one end of the train carriage. This time he kept an eye around him, making sure Lavender or the Patil twins didn't follow him. He didn't want to take any more risks on the train anymore.

To his luck, he arrived at the toilet cabin on time and locked the door. With relief, he relieved himself, washed his hands, and opened the sliding door.

Oh, come on!

"Did you tell him?"

Right there stood Cho in her school uniform, much to Ron's annoyance. "Not yet, but I will soon."

Pat!

Cho suddenly pressed on Ron's chest and pushed him back into the toilet cabin. She locked the door behind her and then looked back at Ron. The Asian beauty now had dark circles under her eyes, and her general appearance seemed agitated.

Why the toilet every time? Ron felt annoyed.

"Please don't," Cho pleaded, looking at Ron's face. In an instant, tears welled up in Cho's eyes, and her hands rose and clenched onto Ron's Hogwarts uniform sweater. "Please."

"Why not?" Ron asked back coldly.

"I… I couldn't say no to Cedric…" Cho cried, throwing her head forward and resting it against his chest. "He's my first—"

"And that makes cheating on Harry alright? You know he's been through a lot all his life. The last thing he deserved was being cheated on."

Cho breathed deeply, almost whimpering. She looked up again and stepped closer, pressing her front against Ron's chest. "Please, I'm sorry. I'll break up with Cedric."

"So you haven't already?" Ron sneered. "Truly shameless. You're not crying because you cheated. You're crying because you got caught. I thought you'd have broken up already… It was a waste to even give you a chance."

Cho clenched onto Ron's sweater, almost clawing into his skin. She pressed him harder against the sink fitted on the wall behind, plastering her bosom against his chest.

Trying not to fall back onto the sink, Ron grabbed her waist to balance himself. "What are you doing?"

"P-Please." Cho looked at him in the eye, her tears appearing fake, somehow as not a single drop had slid down yet. "Don't tell him… I-I'll do anything…"

After having gone through so many experiences, Ron knew exactly what she meant. She had pressed her breasts on him for that sole reason, trying to silence him with her body. Although he remained headstrong, his erection did respond by rising for a salute.

"You think letting me shag you will wash away your cheating?" Ron questioned her.

Cho didn't avert her gaze and instead slid one hand down to Ron's belly, and then eventually cupped his hard erection. She rubbed it up and down, making it stiffer. "As much as you want… anytime you want."

Bloody hell! She's desperate to save her image. Ron realized. Should I start the plan right now?

Making up his mind, Ron moved one of his hands, too, up from her waist to the front. Sliding further upwards, he reached her soft breasts. But instead of staying there, he went further up, and lifted her chin with a punch of his fingers. "What do you mean by that?"

Cho didn't reply and simply sat down on the closed lavatory seat lid. Her hands still hooked on Ron's belt loops, pulling him closer to stand right in front of her. Ron complied, realizing what she was doing when she got busy unbuckling his belt and pulling his zipper down.

She lowered Ron's pants, her one hand dove into his underwear and gently gripped his cock, while the other pulled his underwear down to his knees.

She leaned in closer, her eyes looking straight at his face as her mouth opened wide. Her hands started stroking his length when her warm, wet lips covered the head of his swollen member. Pushing thin lips lower and lower onto his length, as her tongue covered his cock with her drool.

Her hands traveled down his girth, cupping his balls and gave gentle massages. Bobbing her head with slobber all over his cock, she suckled, tickled, and clenched him thoroughly, knowing that time was of the essence.

But Ron couldn't get enough of it. The way she looked at him with those watery eyes unleashed a raging beast in his loins. He wanted her to taste a bit of suffering under his cock.

You're going to regret cheating on Harry. He suddenly grabbed her raven hair with one hand, twisting his digits in a little so she wouldn't move back so easily.

He started moving his hips then, thrusting forward with force until his toes supported him, deep into her mouth.

"Umph!" Cho was a bit surprised, trying to breathe through her nose.

"You did say as much as I wanted…" Ron grunted as his hips kept moving. His cock wildly slid in and out of her mouth, feeling the squeeze of her tongue faintly struggling to stop his cock from going deeper.

However, that fueled Ron's craving even more, feeling the tight squeeze as if it was the first time for a virgin. The spit gathering in the vacuum of her mouth only helped him thrust in easier, fucking her face with wild abandon until her gagging groans with the squelching juice echoed.

As he felt his iron-hard cock strike the back of her throat, he held her head with both hands, keeping his shaft locked deep, relishing the milking sensation of her mouth struggling to take him all, trying to swallow his cockhead by instinct.

He didn't pull back, staying there until she gagged and coughed. With her entire mouth filled, the air went to her nose, spurting long, dirty, nasty strands of mucus as he pulled back out.

Only to shove himself back in.

Her tear-filled eyes looked at him with shock. However, she didn't try to stop him, only hoping it would end soon, and he would be happy enough to lie for her. But it wasn't easy to satisfy the now much stronger, six-foot-tall Ron Weasley; his sexual appetite had risen by leaps and bounds.

With both hands still in her hair, Ron kept her face in position, plowing into her throat with vigorous thrust after thrust, quite literally fucking her till she turned sore.

Though he didn't pace himself or hold back, scared someone might catch them. He finally felt the tingle in his balls, the gathered cream finally finding a way out with intense spasms and clenches of his hips.

His cockhead, planted deep, throbbed and released his freshly churned butter into her face hole. He spurted in waves of splendor, his knees emptying out as he coated her throat with his spread, one spray at a time.

He shivered a little as he felt the last drop of seed empty out of his cock, and released her head from his grip.

"Show me!" Ron commanded.

Struggling to breathe, Cho looked up to open her mouth wide, showing him how much she had in her mouth. A few dribbles rolled down the sides of her thin lips and dripped from her chin to her pale neck.

"Drink it. All of it!" He ordered and watched as Cho squeezed her lips shut and gulped down everything in her mouth. The way he could see it travel down her throat with each gulp sent a tickle down his aching, tired length.

"Gah…" Panting, Cho looked up at Ron after swallowing everything, her face a literal mess. "D-Do we have a deal?"

Ron frowned, fixing his pants and zipping up. "Why do you think this will help you? You want me to cheat on my best friend too?"

Cho groaned in frustration. Panicked, she started to rub over Ron's groins again. "Y-You want to do me here? You can… Don't go… Listen to me just… Here…"

Cho turned around suddenly and placed her knees on the toilet seat and her face towards the wall. She struggled to reach behind her with her stretched arms and lifted her skirt from behind, revealing her velvety, pale ass.

But she didn't stop there. She tucked her fingers in the waistband and lowered her white cotton panties to her knees, exposing her soaked slit and virgin pale brown backhole.

Ron gulped at the sight of her twitching, gleaming pussy, dribbling a little with her nectar. It was clear that she was aroused by what he had done. She was into it?!

His cock indeed reacted, slowly gaining back its strength. But, he simply placed his palm on her smooth curving skin, caressing her ass a little. He then gently pressed his thumb on her backdoor, threatening her with the thrill of invasion there.

"Here too?"

Cho gulped, her body shaking. "I-If you want to…"

He then pressed the same thumb on her pussy, rubbing its slick lips and making her moan as he flicked her entrance with the tip.

"What if I finish inside?"

"I'll take the potion," Cho replied.

Ron couldn't lie to himself. He was tempted to take her. But he controlled himself and stepped forward until his now-covered groin pressed on Cho's pussy. He clenched his buttcheeks and pressed his bulge over her exposed, drooling slit, and began to dry-hump her with forceful thrusts, pushing her head against the wall.

Cho moaned in pleasure as she felt the fabric of his pants scrape her hungry, wet pussy, teasing her with the large lump behind it. The feeling of need turned into an obsessive craving as she imagined his size entering her cunt.

However, Ron suddenly leaned down on her back, his lips reaching her ear with a teasing exhale.

"I'm not interested, Cho," he whispered.

"But—"

"But…" Ron cut her off and added. "Listen, from now on, you gotta make Harry happy, alright? I mean, like, really happy. You know what I mean? Give him whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. Make him fuck you once a day, or at least blow him once a day. Make him happy—if I see him sad even once, I will tell him."

"I will!" Cho exclaimed and stood up as Ron pulled his weight off her back. "I'll do it… Just give me your word you won't tell him."

"I won't as long as he's happy," Ron replied, and this time used magic before leaving the toilet, making sure there was nobody outside. "That's the deal. Take it or leave it."

Finally, Ron exited the toilet cabin safely and walked back into the carriage. Nobody stopped him this time, no Lavender or the twins in sight. He returned to the cabin and saw Hermione still focused on her books.

He chuckled, seeing her bushy hair trouble her every now and then, making her fix them up in annoyance as she read.

Wait a minute. But right then, Ron had a massive realization. Am I a cheater, too?

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