11 Results in the "The Hogwarts Hookup Chronicles" category
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Harry stood in front of the mirror in the sixth-year boys’ dormitory, tugging at his collar for the third time. His shirt was clean, his hair was… well, his hair was what it always was, but he’d at least tried to flatten it down. He’d even put on his better trousers, the ones without the fraying hem. Ron was sprawled on his bed, tossing a Quaffle up and catching it. “Mate, you’re going to Hogsmeade, not meeting the Minister of Magic.” “I know that,” Harry muttered, giving up on his…-
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The stairs in the Gryffindor tower creaked faintly under Harry’s weight as he made his way down, lost in thought. That was, until he saw her.. Romilda Vane, bouncing down the steps ahead of him like she didn’t have a care in the world. Or like she knew he was watching. And yeah, he was watching. Romilda’s yoga pants were doing the absolute most, clinging to her in a way that seemed almost magical though Harry doubted Professor Flitwick would approve of such spellwork. Her hips had this hypnotic…
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Chapter 2: Under Her Watch
The next morning, Harry found himself slouched in one of the armchairs near the Gryffindor common room fire, feeling like his brain had been scrambled by a rogue Bludger. Last night with Romilda in the broom closet played on a loop in his head. The way she… well, everything, really. And then Penelope Clearwater bursting in like a curse-breaking spell, effectively ending what had been the most intense moment of his life. “You look like you’ve just been expelled,” Hermione said, settling into the…-
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Chapter 3: So Easy
“Well, well, Meester Potter,” Fleur had said, leaning casually against the desk. Her blouse still had two buttons undone, offering a nice view that Harry had tried and failed not to notice. “I ‘ope zat was worth ze risk, non?” Harry had stammered something incoherent, but Fleur just smirked, clearly enjoying his discomfort. “Relax, ‘Arry. I will not report you. But…” She tilted her head, her silver-blonde hair cascading over one shoulder, “perhaps next time, choose a less obvious…-
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Chapter 4: Lunch Can Wait
Harry stretched in bed, the Gryffindor dormitory still quiet around him. Ron was snoring a few beds over, and a soft morning light spilled through the curtains. But Harry’s morning was already off to a… unique start. Romilda was under the covers. Again. It wasn’t like this was a one-time thing anymore. Ever since that day in the broom closet, she’d made it her mission to be Harry’s personal blowjob enthusiast. At first, it had caught him off guard. Waking up to the sensation of her mouth…-
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