Chapter 20

A/N: This is currently the last chapter of this commission already written. Now that it's caught up with where it is on HF and QQ, it will be updated whenever the commissioner has me write more of it.

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He didn't actually need the tutoring, but when you had the opportunity to get close to a cute Irish witch, you of course took it. Even better, she was technically his upperclassman, which made it even hotter. So yes, when the chance had arisen, Dudley had used Professor Minerva McGonagall to get himself introduced to Marietta Edgecombe, as well as used the Professor to get Marietta to take him on as her tutoring project for some extra credit.

It helped that he'd come to a realization about the Wizarding World. One's looks didn't matter nearly as much as everything else. Smart witches were drawn to political power and financial security. Less than smart witches, on the other hand, weren't drawn to physical looks like out in the real world… instead, they were drawn to magical might.

And if there was one thing that his cousin had had in spades, it was magical might. Now, Dudley held all of that magic power within himself, the capacity to do great things with his magic coming all too easy to him. He had to actually hold himself back when it came to his tutoring sessions with Marietta. It would be all too easy to completely overshadow her, soaking up all her knowledge in mere weeks and outclassing her. In a way, he already did outclass her, thanks to his OTHER private tutoring sessions with McGonagall.

But Marietta didn't need to know that, and so Dudley kept things on the downlow. Instead, he made it seem like he was just managing to pick up the things she was teaching at a relatively swift pace, both to bolster her confidence in her own tutoring skills and to make it clear that his magical might, the most attractive attribute for any Witch in a prospective mate, was considerable and nigh-overwhelming.

Of course, Marietta had been tutoring him for several months now. It was only after coming back from Christmas Break that he'd decided to implement a certain plan. He'd been doing this for a couple of months now, and while Dudley hated to admit it… he'd taken a page out of Crabbe and Goyle's book. After getting over his absolute shock at what they'd managed to do with Granger, Dudley had had to accept the truth.

Crabbe and Goyle had something to teach him. Not directly, of course, the two were still idiots. But they were idiots who were now constantly sneaking off to broom closets to spit-roast the smartest witch of their generation. So yeah, Dudley wasn't going to just discard the lesson that the two thuggish young men had inadvertently taught him, not like Draco seemingly had.

Which was how he found himself sat with Marietta in an out of the way corner of the library. They were ostensibly supposed to be having a tutoring session, and they would be if it weren't for two things. One, it was Valentine's Day… and two, Dudley had finally made his move. And so, despite it being their regularly scheduled tutoring session, the two of them were heatedly making out instead, with Dudley leading the way as he showed off some of the experience he probably shouldn't have had.

Needless to say, Marietta's sheltered Pureblood existence was no match for his previous lifetime of experience. Dudley was working her over with ease, his tongue partially down her throat as she moaned into his lips. His hand is on her inner thigh and creeping ever upwards as well. He's getting close to outright touching her panty-clad pussy when Marietta finally pulls away, the older girl pushing back just a bit as she bites her lower lip consideringly.

"A-Are you sure… are you sure this is how they do things, o-out in the muggle world?"

Grinning, Dudley nods. After all, if Crabbe and Goyle could convince a muggleborn like Hermione that 'this was how they did things in the Wizarding World' why couldn't he convince a pureblood like Marietta that things were done a certain way out in the real world?

"Of course, Marietta. Have I ever lied to you before?"

Squirming, the slightly older girl flushes as she shakes her head after a moment. Dudley's eyes twinkle as he holds back the urge to laugh. Unlike with Hermione, who had outright gone and researched Crabbe and Goyle's claims (only to find that the backwards Wizarding World supported their words again and again), Marietta simply had no way of knowing if the things he was saying about the real world were true. Or rather, she could have asked other muggleborn and half-bloods… but didn't, due to the stigma of a pureblood witch having to go to the 'lessers' of their society for any information.

Gracing his magical tutor with a winning smile, Dudley continues to stroke the inside of her thigh, up under her robes.

"Look, neither of us have an actual girlfriend or boyfriend for today, right?"

Marietta scowls a little at that, but nods, not liking the reminder of her relationship troubles. Of course, Dudley knows all about those… he's practically manufactured them, after all. He's become quite the manipulator, and whether it's because his magical might is pressing down upon the Irish red head and intermingling with her own magic, or because she's just that naturally gullible, Marietta has proven incredibly easy to manipulate.

To her, their relationship is one of tutorship and friendship. She's his tutor and he's her student, but they've also become quite close with one another, to the point where she'd call them friends. Dudley has done everything in his power to foster this relationship, and to make sure it remained as such in Marietta's eyes.

However, the rest of the school has a very different view on what the two of them are doing, and Dudley hasn't done anything to stop that. It all went back to Professor McGonagall swearing Marietta to secrecy regarding his tutoring. By telling the red head she couldn't talk about it, that left room for the rest of the Hogwarts Populace to come to their own conclusions about the time that Dudley was spending with Marietta.

In their eyes, she was already taken, already Dudley's girlfriend, given the way they'd been hanging out together and the fact that he'd bought more than a few gifts for her. Marietta hadn't been sure about said gifts at first, but in the end, she'd accepted it when he told her how, in the muggle world, friends gave friends gifts all the time.

So yes, because everyone thought Dudley was Marietta's boyfriend, not a single wizard had approached the Irish witch ahead of Valentine's Day. Leaving her lonely and oh so susceptible to Dudley's… suggestions.

"Well then, like I told you before, in the muggle world, single muggles use Valentine's Day as… practice. That's all we're doing. Practicing, for when we enter actual relationships."

Marietta hesitantly nods, accepting his words like she's accepted everything else. When Dudley leans in again, she lets him snog her senseless, allowing him to make out with her heavily. She even allows his hand to advance much further up then just her thigh, and within a minute, Dudley is fingering Marietta Edgecombe in the back corner of the library, his mouth covering her own and muffling any moans from the red head witch as she bucks against his hand.

Brimming with confidence, filled with the knowledge that he has this beautiful Irish witch all but eating out of the palm of his hand, Dudley picks up the pace even more, driving not one but two digits up into her clenching cunt, until finally, she lets out a startled cry that he swallows up with his mouth, even as she squirts all over his palm.

Pulling back from her then, eyes twinkling, Dudley grins.

"You're so fucking sexy, Marietta. Merlin… I've just gotta be inside of you."

Still dazed from her orgasm, Marietta barely reacts to his words as Dudley rises and opens his robes, pulling his cock out of his pants. Rock hard and straining for attention, he considers using her mouth first… but in the end decides against it. He wants to get to the main event already, and so he pushes Marietta back into the little windowsill alcove where they'd both been sitting while snogging one another and hikes up her own robes as she lets out a startled squeak.

"Hush now, Marietta. Don't want to alert the librarian…"

Dudley's eyes are twinkling as Marietta swallows thickly and shakily nods, speaking in a very quiet voice as her legs spread for him all too willingly.

"R-Right…"

Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her panties, Dudley pulls them down and off her legs, taking his time to admire how wet she is, enjoying the sight of her long legs for a brief moment before balling up her panties and placing them in his pocket.

Marietta's eyes widen and her mouth opens to say something, but before she can protest his confiscation of her undergarments, Dudley is on top of her, silencing her with another kiss as he moves into position between her legs. His cock is pressing into her wet slit a moment later, and he groans into Marietta's mumbling mouth as he thrusts forward, finally taking her.

Whatever she's trying to say is immediately cut off by a startled squeak as he robs the Pureblood Witch of her virginity right then and there. The Edgecombe family might be pureblooded, but they weren't nearly important enough for Marietta to get an arranged marriage or anything like that. As such, she didn't have to worry about keeping that pesky virginity of hers… but she'd managed to hold onto it anyways all this time, just for him.

Eyes twinkling at the thought, Dudley begins to saw in and out, even as he pulls back to watch Marietta's reaction and enjoy it in full. The red-faced Irish witch is gasping and choking on her own spit as her features contort with uncertain pleasure. She's clearly not sure what to think about this, it's probably all going too fast for her… but her instincts as a witch demand that she submits to his stolen magical might, and so Dudley gets to keep fucking this cute Irish wench, thrusting away until her moans begin to get a little too loud, risking discovery.

That's when his eyes drift down to her tie, done up in Ravenclaw colors, and Dudley has an idea. Reaching upwards, he begins to loosen her tie, ultimately pulling it off of her. Marietta looks confused, until he wraps it around her head and forces it into her mouth.

"If you can't keep quiet, Marietta, then I have to keep you quiet, don't I?"

The Pureblood Witch blushes even harder at the humiliating gag that her tie has been repurposed into, but unable to find fault in his words, she can only nod in agreement in the end. His cock jumping inside of her at the sight of this gorgeous witch all gagged for his pleasure, Dudley begins to fuck her harder… and not just that, he reaches up and unbuttons her blouse, yanking down her bra none too gently so that he can cup and begin groping her handfuls of titflesh.

She still had some growing to do in that department, but that doesn't stop Dudley from playing with her breasts anyways, and with her mouth now occupied by the tie-gag, Dudley's own mouth is free to dip down and begin suckling and slurping at Marietta's tits, playing with the nipples as she moans and groans, the noises muffled by the tie in her mouth.

She's not spectacular, by any stretch of the imagination. But there's something to be said about twisting this innocent, gullible Pureblood Witch into his own personal plaything. Whether he'll actually do much more with her after today, Dudley doesn't know. After all, this was sort of a short-term project. After seeing how Crabbe and Goyle had manipulated Hermione over the course of several months, Dudley's pride was on the line. He needed to know… could he do the same as them, but quicker?

Given he was thrusting away into Marietta at full speed and going ball's deep in the girl again and again, the answer to that seemed to be a resounding yes. He'd proven that with just a month and a half after returning from Christmas Break and welcoming in the New Year, he'd been able to turn Marietta into his own personal tutor slut.

With a grin on his face, Dudley can feel himself getting closer and closer to cumming. His cock throbs inside of the Irish witch, and for a moment he considers cumming inside… but nah, for someone like Marietta? There's no reason to risk it. With one final grunting thrust that causes her to squeal through her gag and begin her own orgasm, Dudley pulls out and covers Marietta in his spunk.

Lost in the throes of pleasure as she is, her eyes crossed and glazed over, the red head doesn't even notice he's cumming all over her face, tits, and abdomen at first. When she finally does, she looks down at herself, her nose wrinkling… and then her nostrils flaring, as she breathes in his scent directly. Dudley pulls back, finishing stroking himself off onto her and tucking his cock away as he watches Marietta reach up and remove her Ravenclaw Tie from her mouth. He's half-expecting her to either whine or even rebuke him, but instead, as if in a daze, the Ravenclaw witch reaches down and scoops up some of his cum, before sucking the finger clean.

Dudley raises an eyebrow at that, even as Marietta begins to voraciously eat his cum off of herself. That was… interesting, he supposed. But for now, he was rather bored of her.

"That was fun, Marietta, but I should get going. Heh, hope you enjoyed spending Valentine's Day with me."

Her only other option, after all, had been to spend Valentine's Day swooning over Professor Lockhart like practically every other single witch in school. What the ladies saw in the man, Dudley didn't know. Perhaps it was simply his age, or perhaps it was his own life experiences talking, but Dudley could easily spot a grifter like Gilderoy when he saw one. How the idiot had gotten past Dumbledore, Dudley REALLY didn't know.

It didn't matter to him very much, in the end. Let the girls of Hogwarts swoon over Gilderoy Lockhart. Dudley was doing just fine for himself as it was. Finished fixing his robes, Dudley leaves Marietta behind to clean up after herself. Hopefully, she wouldn't be caught by Madam Pince… but if she was, it wasn't like that was his problem.

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