certher
Stories
10
Chapters
118
Words
536.0 K
Comments
34
Reading
1 d, 20 h
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The knock came at eleven, three sharp raps that carried up from the ground floor. Harry took the stairs two at a time and pulled the front door open on a wall of noise and red hair. They were all there on the top step, breath steaming in the cold, and for a second he couldn't pick out one from the other. Molly Weasley came through first and pulled him into a hug that lifted his feet off the floor. She smelled of cinnamon and woodsmoke. "Harry, dear. Look at you. You're too thin." Arthur was behind…-
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Apparently Romilda had been drunk enough that she didn't remember sniffing me out after the Ball. Which on the one hand was lucky. On the other, I'd really wanted an excuse to tell her that I'd lost my virginity to Daphne Greengrass. Unlike Lavender, Daphne had told me explicitly to be discreet, probably because she was embarrassed to have drunkenly fucked a loser like me. Honestly, I understood. Daphne was light years out of my league in every aspect. I'd been lucky, like mind-blowingly,…
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It's a Hogwarts cliché straight out of one of Romilda's smutty paperbacks, but I never thought anyone actually lost their virginity on Leavers' Ball night. Then it happened to me. Since we were all painfully single, the plan was for Hermione, Ron, Padma, Demelza, Romilda and me to go to the Leavers' Ball as a group, no dates, no fuss. We'd hoped Hannah might come along too, but given that her mum still didn't quite know she hung out with blokes outside of class, the Ball turned out to be a difficult…
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By far the most insane year of my life started on the last day of Hogwarts. All us seventh years had been let out of our final lessons early and we'd filled up the Gryffindor common room, sprawled in armchairs, sitting on the rug, perched on the backs of sofas. My classmates were passing around a battered camera Colin Creevey had left behind, snapping last-day photos, telling loud stories about all the wild things they'd done over seven years. A couple of girls from the Quidditch team were sniffling…
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Harry Potter had hit the jackpot, as far as he was concerned. Mavis Tickner, his grouchy old PA, had finally retired at the ripe old age of sixty-seven, and he had just hired a much younger replacement, Astoria Greengrass-Malfoy. For a horny Auror Director like Harry, Astoria was a dream come true. Not only was she the most beautiful witch he had laid eyes on in years, with long blonde hair, huge tits and a killer body under her robes, she was also the dumbest, most naïve pure-blood bimbo he had ever…-
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