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All characters are over 18.
Porn with a plot.
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Narcissa's shrieks were extremely loud, so Harry had to cover Narcissa's mouth with her panties through wandless magic.
Plaf! Plaf! Plaf! Plaf! Plaf! Plaf! Plaf! Plaf! Plaf!
Mmmmmnnnnnnn
Harry moved at great speed, his cock filling all the places inside Narcissa. Places she never thought possible.
Narcisa felt like she was in hell because of the torture her pussy was subjected to.
But even though she had no control over the situation and thought her pussy was about to be ripped to shreds, Narcissa wouldn't ask Harry to stop for anything in the world.
Even if Harry wanted to fuck her in the middle of the Quidditch stadium in full view of the crowd, Narcissa wouldn't stop him.
"I'm cumming!" Harry yelled, giving one last thrust, and Narcissa soon came as she felt her insides fill.
Hahh Hahh Hahh Hahh
They both panted tiredly, but enjoyed the moment with a smile on their faces.
'It feels so good,' Narcisa thought as she leaned back against the toilet tank.
Narcissa didn't know sex could feel this good. Even using her fingers and wand, she'd never felt a climax comparable to the one she was experiencing now.
Harry, for his part, smiled with pleasure and successful plans.
Not only did he fuck Lucius's wife, but Draco's mother as well.
The young Malfoy had been a thorn in her side since her first year and it felt good to take it out on her mother.
Pop!
With a pop, Harry pulled out and his cock emerged from Narcissa's pussy.
Stretching his back, he sighed with pleasure and saw Narcisa's pussy.
Seeing how Narcisa's pussy was wide open, refusing to close as a river of cum fell into the toilet, he patted himself on the back for a job well done.
Seeing the Malfoy Matriarch's red bottom, Harry sighed and swept her clothes off with a flick of his hand.
While he wanted to keep fucking Narcisa, he knew he couldn't waste too much time.
His ability to manipulate the odds might make no one on the VIP balcony suspect his tardiness for a while, but not for long.
Listening to Harry put on his clothes, Narcissa wanted to ask him for more time, but stopped at the last second.
Narcisa had to remind herself that she was doing this unwillingly and shouldn't enjoy it.
Suddenly, he felt his body being cleansed and saw that it was Harry.
Harry had cast a spell on her to cleanse her and erase the smells of sex.
Knowing their time together was over, Narcisa sighed inwardly and stood up before gathering her clothes and getting dressed.
"Mr. Potter, I hope you can help me save my family from the hands of the Dark Lord," Narcissa said.
"I'll help you deal with Voldemort, but I don't know when he'll show up," Harry replied confidently.
Although a young man her son's age was saying this, Narcisa couldn't help but believe him.
Witnessing Harry's wandless abilities, Narcissa knew the young man before her was powerful.
'Maybe that's why the dark lord wants to catch him off guard?' Narcissa thought.
"The Dark Lord said he's busy gathering followers and would seek out Lucius in the future."
"I'll be sure to let you know when the dark lord visits my family's mansion via owl," Narcissa said.
"Okay, but be careful what you write in the letter, I'm sure Dumbledore checks my mail," said Harry.
"So how do I contact you?" Narcisa asked with a worried tone.
If Dumbledore found out she was meeting with Harry, Narcissa was sure he would ruin her plans.
"Leave me a letter at the Shrieking Shack"
"I have a way out of Hogwarts and I'll check the place every weekend."
Harry told Narcissa how to contact him.
While Harry would normally leave the bathroom, Narcissa did so under a Disillusionment Spell.
¡Plap!
Suddenly, Narcissa felt a hard slap on her bottom and Harry's hand squeezing and groping her with gusto.
"Of course, we can also have fun whenever you want," Harry said, leaning closer and whispering in her ears.
Feeling Harry's breath on her ears and the pain in her bottom as he was abused, Narcissa felt a shiver run through her body as she thought of the pleasure she would feel under the young man's hands.
"Mmm"
As she felt her wet pussy, the matriarch could only nod her head and try to hold back the pleasure she felt when the young man took advantage of her body.
They both left the bathroom and Harry returned to the VIP balcony.
Meanwhile, Narcisa quickly went to the women's bathroom and locked herself in a stall.
In the privacy of the cubicle, Narcissa took out her wand and quickly cast diagnostic spells on herself.
The Malfoy matriarch urgently wanted to know what spells were cast on her body.
But to her surprise, the only spells on her body were the ones she had cast on herself earlier and a spell to manipulate her throat.
Narcissa knew that it was thanks to this last spell that she was able to take Harry's entire cock down her throat so easily, but she refused to believe that Harry had only cast that spell on her.
He kept casting diagnostic spells on her for twenty minutes, but found nothing.
Resigned, Narcisa could only believe that what she felt was natural.
Remembering the pleasure she felt when Harry fucked her, Narcissa just wanted to repeat the experience.
But he had to shake his head and remember that he was doing this under the orders of the dark lord.
When he gains Harry's trust, he will have to lead him into the hands of the Dark Lord.
Thinking that when that happens she will never be able to enjoy Harry's touch again, Narcissa had mixed feelings.
While his mind was debating what to do, he left the bathroom and returned to the VIP box.
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"How's the match going?" Harry asked as he sat down between Hermione and Ginny.
Since he hadn't taken long, his skill at manipulating probabilities meant that no one in the box questioned his tardiness.
"Ireland is leading by 80 points," Ginny replied, excited about the game.
Between the two of them, Ginny was a fan of Quidditch and even wanted to be a professional player.
"I don't think Bulgaria can turn the score around," Hermione said.
Although Hermione wasn't a fan of Quidditch or flying in general, she could tell the difference between the two teams' abilities from her eyesight.
Ireland had a better team, outplaying Bulgaria's players and scoring regularly.
Bulgaria, in comparison, lost the Quaffle more easily and failed several attempts to score
"COME ON KRUM, CATCH THE SNITCH, YOU CAN DO IT!" Ron shouted as he grabbed the railing, jumping and almost falling forward if his brothers didn't catch him.
As he stood back and ignored what he almost fell over, Ron's voice supporting his favorite player could still be heard over the other fans.
"Looks like Ron still has hopes of Bulgaria winning," Harry said.
"We're talking about someone who's a Chudley Cannons fan, who every year hopes his team will win the season, when they haven't won a game since the last century," Ginny said, causing Harry and Hermione to nod in agreement.
"Do you think Krum can catch the Snitch and turn the scoreboard, Harry?" Ginny asked.
Although she behaved like a plaything for Harry's enjoyment every night, she usually behaved like a normal young woman.
If others could read thoughts, they would be shocked at the nasty things Ginny was planning to do when she was alone with Harry.
"No," Harry said directly and without thinking twice and soon continued.
"Ireland has made sure that Krum is very distracted by the Bludgers their hunters send his way and by getting in his way to hinder his flight."
"They've studied Krum well and won't let him play his game."
"Krum is a good seeker and still has a chance to outwit the Irish seeker and catch the Snitch."
"But Ireland's players are better than Bulgaria's, and the points difference will soon be greater than 150."
"At that point, Bulgaria will be unlikely to make a comeback," Harry said, and the girls agreed.
Both could see the difference between the players on both teams, and they also didn't believe that Bulgaria would have a chance of coming back if Krum didn't catch the Snitch soon.
After that the 3 of them stayed silent as they enjoyed the game and soon 2 hours of play passed.
As all three guessed, the Irish players easily outplayed the Bulgarian players and the point difference soon exceeded 150.
And just at that moment Krum caught the Snitch and the game ended.
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"Ahhh, I can't believe Krum caught the Snitch just then," Ron grumbled as the group walked back out of the stadium and headed towards the tent.
"Couldn't we wait a little longer for Bulgaria to score some points?" Ron said, dodging a few people.
Although the final was over, there were still a lot of people celebrating Ireland's victory, so it was taking them a while to get back.
"The difference between the two teams was obvious, Ron. Krum knew it and didn't want the loss to be any bigger," Ginny said.
Ginny tried to reason with Ron, but he was still mourning the loss of Bulgaria.
The group arrived at the tent and entered.
The inside of the tent was much larger due to the expansion enchantments, making more room for everyone.
"Anyone hungry? I'll make you something to eat," Molly said as she walked into the kitchen.
Everyone was hungry after hours of watching the game, so they accepted Molly's food.
While Molly was preparing something, everyone gathered in the living room and talked about the game they had just seen.
The most enthusiastic was Ron, who constantly narrated what he would have done if he were the Bulgarian player.
After eating, the Weasleys wanted to go out and have some fun, but Molly only allowed the older ones to go out.
Bill, Charlie, Percy and the twins.
Ron and Ginny were not allowed and complained.
But Molly shook her head and told them to go to sleep because it was late.
Reluctantly, Ron and Ginny left and watched their older brothers leave.
Next to them, Harry and Hermione couldn't leave either, but they didn't care because they both didn't like being among so many people gathered.
In a short time, the 4 went to their rooms.
Since the store didn't have many rooms, they had to share them.
Ron will sleep in the same room as Harry and Ginny along with Hermione.
"Molly, take care of the boys, I'll go out and meet some friends at Amos's shop," Artur said before leaving.
He had previously met several acquaintances from the ministry, who agreed to meet.
As Artur left the store, his wife waved goodbye with a smile, a smile that Artur didn't find strange.
If he could read his wife's thoughts, he wouldn't be so calm.
After watching her husband's back leave the store, Molly headed to the kitchen and started washing the dirty dishes.
Some things he did with magic and others manually taking his time.
After washing everything, I walk around the store using my wand to clean anything I find dirty.
Then he went to his room, and when the hands of the clock in the living room continued turning and marked 12 o'clock, the door of his room opened and Molly came out wearing a bathrobe.
He softly closed the door and headed towards the room where Harry was sleeping next to his son Ron.