Date: Sat, 19 Nov 2005 10:47:11 -1000
From: Blah Blach <niftywriter71890@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Real Hogwarts: Ch. 1 - Prefect's Bath

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The Real Hogwarts: Prefect's Bath
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	"Harry. that was amazing!"
	"Well, thanks to Mad-Eye and a bit of help from you I s'pose I survived,"
Harry smiled as he looked at Hermione.
	"But you did it, Harry, brilliantly at that," She added in and Harry smiled
wider at this. Ron had passed by and the two exchanged a glance of temporary
hatred. How could Ron have though that he put his own name into the Goblet
of Fire, that's impossible. He didn't get anyone else to put his name in
either, but his friend didn't trust him. He was a prat and would always be a
prat.
	When awkward feelings left, Harry and Hermione headed for the common room
where there was a gathering of Gryffindors ready to explode in excitement at
the sign of their Triwizard Champion. On the way, however, Harry had a more
impressive explosion of swarming butterflies within his stomach as he passed
Cho Chang, the girl of Harry's utmost important and, somewhat sexual,
nighttime wonderlands. There was a flicker in her eye but all he could do
was smile like a bashful idiot and lower his head to hide the redness of his
blushing cheeks.
	"She's Cedric's, Harry, I'd lay off if you want a fair chance in this
tournament," Hermione said wisely as he noticed Harry staring at his feet.
This disheartened Harry, because he knew how much Cho liked Cedric, and half
of the time all he thought about was the fact that Cedric would have to die
or something drastic would have to happen to them for their relationship to
go down the drain. And Hermione was right, the last thing he wanted was for
his opponent in one of the most difficult games of his life to be angry at
him for fooling around with his girl.
	All thoughts ceased when they reached the painting of the Fat Lady.
"Drinking Dew Drops," Hermione alliterated and they exchanged another
meaningful glance which was followed by Harry thanking Hermione
sarcastically for telling them that there was a new password. Before Harry
could start saying the sentence he was formulating in his mind, a giant
plate-like UFO flew at his head. "Fred! What do you think you're doing? If
you keep it up we won't have a Gryffindor champion for this tournament!" The
room laughed at Hermione's Fred-scolding and made sure the ducking Harry
trying to avoid the saucer was alright.
	"I'm fine, this must be the party, though," Harry said regaining himself
and walking to the center of the room. Ginny had been sitting in one of the
chairs closest to the roaring fire and didn't look much into the partying
that was going on around her. Harry had feelings for Ginny, but wasn't sure
of them because of his overwhelming ones for Cho. He decided to avoid
contact with the entranced girl and went back to talking to a few people.
	"Where's that egg of yours, Harry?" a few people questioned. It was his
prize, his treasure, and most of all, his clue to the second task of the
Triwizard Tournament.	"You mean this?" He held up the egg over his head as
he stood on the coffee table between two couches off to the right of the
room. Cheer erupted out of nearly everyone's mouth. The whole lot of them
were yelling for him to open it so he wasted no time and opened the top of
the golden egg. The noise that followed was deafening. It was a screeching,
horrid, devilish sound that could only be soothed by burying it a thousand
feet below the earth. With some trouble, Harry quickly shut the screaming
egg and gave a look of apology to everyone. They were all stunned, but one
boy from the back began to nervously laugh. A chain reaction started and the
laughing transformed once again into cheers and hoorahs. Although Harry was
the main man of the party, he, along with Hermione, was tuckered out from
all his hard work that day and he decided to head up to the fourth-year
boy's common room saying goodnight everyone.
	"Mate, congratulations," Ron whispered softly to Harry in the four-poster
next to him.
	Harry looked over to the bed that he thought was empty to find his best
friend sitting with legs dangling off the edge. This was the moment that
Harry ahd been waiting for; his best friend was indirectly apologizing. He
was glad that he no longer had to fight with him. "D'you mean it, Ron?"
Harry inquired sincerely, not looking at the red-headed boy anymore.
	There was a little bit of silence and Ron replied, "Yeah, Harry. I
shouldn't have said all those things, I'm a dick for it."
	"Not now that you apologized. Thanks, mate. It means a lot. I missed you,"
Harry added but feared that the last comment might be taken the wrong way.
	"I missed you too. I hate not talking to you, we talk about everything. Or
at least... nearly everything."
	Harry swung his legs off the bed like Ron and just looked at him for a
while. Breaking the tension he smiled and said, "You were a dick."
	"What! You take that back," Ron grinned and lunged at Harry, pushing him
down onto his bed and play wrestling with his best friend. Surprisingly,
Harry was strong and pinned the flaming-haired boy. Ron, who was now being
held down, squirmed for freedon but Harry had his arms beneath his own shins
and was sitting on his chest victoriously.
	"You are a dick, Ron," Harry said freely without consequence. "Or right
now," he moved his hips to cover Ron's face with his fabric-covered crotch,
"I could call you a dick eater." He laughed as Ron moved his face back and
fourth trying to avoid the musk of Harry's manhood. Although Ron was wishing
secretly to keep his had still and let Harry grind his cock into his face,
he was worried that Harry didn't have the same feelings and would think he
was queer if he did. At this thought, Ron used all his might to push the
skinier boy off him and punch him playfully in the arm. By this time, all
the wrestling was taking it's toll on them and the two were exhausted from
the day. Everyone was still downstairs partying but the boys were ready for
sleep.
	"Alright, Ron, out of my bed, I'm tired," Harry exclaimed, not really
wanting the handsome boy out of his sleeping area. Ron immediately got out
of his bed and retreated to the one beside it. They both layed down and Ron
said goodnight to Harry, congratulating him once more. Harry responded with,
"Good night, cocksucker."

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	"You really should start thinking about that clue, Harry."
	"Oh, like I haven't," Harry replied angrily but apologized, telling
Hermione he was just stressed.
	"Well you should, you only have two more days," She repeated as she looked
over the bridge's railing down to the water below. She was worried for him,
even she hadn't thought of anything to do with the egg to make it stop
screaming.
	"Well I'll meet you up at the common room during lunch break, we'll grab
something to eat with Ron." Hermione stayed put for a few seconds and began
walking away when Harry went the other way. Harry spotted Cedric, one of the
few people Harry wasn't in the mood to talk to. He hurried and tried to hug
the railing as much as possible to avoid contact but Cedric stopped him.
	"Harry, I wanted to thank you for that tip off you gave me about the
dragon, I would have been dead meat if it weren't for you."
	"That's fine, Cedric, bye."
	"Wait, Potter, you know the Prefect's Bath up on the fifth floor?"
	"Yeah?" Harry relied curiously.
	"Well... sometimes it's nice to take a bath," Cedric said with a wink, and
decided that it came out all wrong. "I meant, you could take that golden egg
of yours for a swim. Password's 'Bertie Bott's'."

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	All that day all Harry could think of was bringing that golden egg up to
the bathroom on the fifth floor. He wondered occasionally if Cedric meant to
meet him there, which made him a big nervous and excited. Harry didn't think
himself gay whatsoever - he knew that he liked girls too much. Then again,
he often thought about his fellow classmates naked, mainly their size and
what their dicks looked like, and sometimes liked what he saw when the
Quidditch team members stripped down to their under-garments. He was
worried, though, that Cedric would be there, but the chances of that were
near zero. The whole day he was on a rollercoaster of worry and
disappointment between the facts that Cedric would be there, naked, with
him, in the prefect's bath or Cedric not being there and not being able to
see the attractive Hufflepuff baring all.
	Those feelings grew as he entered the common room that night. He looked
around for signs of anyone, and noticed none, so he crept up the stairs to
the boys dorn where he met sleeping faces all around him. He grabbed the
shimmering egg and headed downstair and out the portrait. This was no
adventure compared to all the others he had been on, but his heart was
beating fifty time the normal speed as he made his way down the fifth floor
corridor to the bathroom.
	"Bertie Bott," Harry uttered. The door swung open revealing a room of
wonderous faucets set on a giant fountain in the middle of the bath. He
entered and shut the door and touched the side of the pool-like bath
carefully. At once the faucets of the fountain in the middle of the bath
turned on and spewed hundreds of odd-colored liquids. Some made bubbles,
some smelled like candy, and he was sure that one of them, the one that shot
out green liquid, smelled and, after trying some, tasted like green apple.
	"Well, here goes," He said to himself, as he undid his pants and shed his
robes. Surprisingly, Harry felt uncomfortable in such a big room nearly
naked by himself. He got the feeling that someone was watching, but after
walking around in his boxers and under-shirt, clearing the room, he realized
there was no one but a few toilets. Making himself feel better this way, he
lifted his shirt off, revealing his sinewy but muscular frame. The sight of
the boy who lived in just his boxer could be explained as completely, and
utterly sexy. Granted, he wasn't the best looking boy at Hogwarts, but with
a clean face, shaggy long hair that made the girls crazy, broad shoulders,
well-defined pectorals for a fourteen year-old, well built arms, and a clean
cut stomach that showed fairly defined abs, Harry Potter was very handsome.
With a deep breath, Harry thumbed his boxers and pulled them down slowly,
and kicked them off to the side of the bathroom under the sinks. There he
stood, fully nude, and slightly proud. With no reason to have a hard-on,
Harry was completely lax and had a soft dick sitting below a fair amount of
dark pubes. His dick had to be at least three inches soft but no more than
half an inch more than that. His sack hung low with balls full of boy juice
and it had a light dusting of black, coarse pubes on it as well. He rubbed
it uneasily and stuck a toe in the water. It was the perfect temperature of
warmth. He slid in awkwardly and took the egg with him. His first idea was
to open it and listen, but no sounds came above the water. He put his head
below and listened intently, but was interupted by a splash that could only
come from outside of the bath. Taking his head from outside the water he
heard a wail that he could only recognize as Moaning Myrtle.
	Immediately he covered himself beneath the water and put bubbles above his
body to hide his manhood. The ghost gleefully dove into the wter beside him
and giggled.
	"Oh, Harry, trying to hide from me?" The ghost laughed and looked down at a
space between the bubbles to make Harry think that she could see something.
He quickly pushed more bubbles around him and she took the chance to take a
gander at his nervous cock under the water when his hands weren't covering
him. Realiizing her trick, he covered himself but it was too late, and
Myrtle came above the water laughing. "It's growing, are you happy to see
me?"
	Harry blushed but realized that she had already seen his half-hard cock, so
he released the girp on his crotch and told her to leave politely. He had
gotten what he came for and was ready to leave. Harry climbed out of the
water only to see a wide-eyed Hermione and Ron staring at his naked body.
They too had the chance of  seeing Harry's half-baked dick and Hermione was
stunned at the now five inche long piece of meat. Ron came from behind her,
not taking his eyes off Harry's now covered up package and turned her
around.
	"Harry, we... we uh..." Ron stammered, not used to the sight of his best
friend's penis. Sure he had seen Harry in his underwear, but was never
allowed the sight of the uncut tool.
	Hermione seemed to have gathered herself much quicker than Ron, who had
averted his gaze to Harry's face, "Harry, we're sorry we walked in on you,
we just came to help, when Cedric told you the password to the prefect's
bath all I could think of was (Cedric naked) that the egg had to be listened
to underwater! We're sorry, we thought you would have brought a bathing
suit, or something." Ron nodded in confusion and Harry had already slipped
back into the bubbly water to avoid his friends' gazes.
	"Huh?" Ron looked at Hermione, confused, "I thought you said we were trying
to catch him nak-"
	"Ronald!"
	"What?"
	"You guys were going to spy on me?"
	"Not spy... Harry... I was curious!" Hermione exclaimed truthfully.
	"You knew, Ron? Wait... does that mean you guys have-"
	"NO!" Hermione yelled. "We've talked about it, and see each other naked a
lot, and... a few time we...well you know... fooled around. Never had sex,
though!"
	"I never thought we would be talking to Harry about the things we've done
while he was naked. Proves to you that I'm not a cocksucker!"
	The trio laughed nerviously, their voices shaking as they talked.
	"Well am I glad you two've seen each other naked, so I'm nothing new,"
Harry said in relief.
	"Well, I've never seen one like that," Hermione sounded bemused, clearly
speaking of Harry's uncircumsized dick.
	"You're cut, Ron?"
	"Yes," Ron blushed, shooting a glance at Hermione as if she wasn't supposed
to divulge that information.
	"Well let's see it then, you've seen mine," The fourteen year old said,
letting his boner take control under the water since the others couldn't see
it.
	"No way!"
	"It's fair, Ron," Hermione pushed, wanting to see his nice cut cock one
more time.
	"Fine," Ron replied, undoing his pant zipper and pulling down his boxers
with them in one fell swoop. He stood with his bottom half nude, showing off
his larger slightly erect dick with a large ligh-red bush at the base.
	"You're bigger than me," Harry said jealously, "by at least an inch."
	"Just under seven boned, mate," Ron laughed, pulling his pants back up.
	"Why don't you just come in?" Harry said in an overly wanting voice, making
him sound desperate.
	Hermione giggled, noticing this, and Ron simply agreed, feeling his dick
getting harder by the second. He lifted off his shirt cooly revealing his
well defined chest and round, hard nipples. He had a bit of underarm hair,
too, and it was also fiery red. The second Gryffindor slipped into the pool
and sat at the egde of it, a fair distance from Harry, secretly glancing at
his pale body beneath the water and loving the images of his dick growing to
full, six inch erection.
	"What're you still doing dressed, 'Mione?" Ron asked slyfully with a grin
on his face.
	"Oh, right," She giggled and pulled off her robes and bra to reveal nicely
sized perky tits with round, hard nipples. Both boys, as hard as they were,
started feeling a bit dizzy from the combination of horniness, heat, and
excitement. Hermione tugged at her skirt and panties to reveal her clean
shaven, puffy, young pussy. She threw her clothes off to the side of the
pool and got in next to Ron, clearly touching his cock under the water,
leaving Harry by himself. Ron must have noticed Harry's pleading face while
he was having his dick worked, because he asked Hermione, "Can you help
Harry out?"
	"I'm a bit busy with you," She giggled as she squeezed his erection under
the water. "Maybe we can move this out of the bath, I don't feel like
holding my breath under the water," she hinted and Ron got the tip. The trio
got out of the water and layed down some blankets. Hermione took hold of Ron
and Harry's cock and knelt between them. Their dicks were in her face and
she loved stroking them. Both were moaning as she took turns licking the
tips of their rods and sucking on them occasionally. At one point, both the
boys pushed their dicks into her gaping mouth as far as the could go,
getting a great feeling out of their dicks grinding each other's inside the
warmth of her sucking mouth.
	"Oh shit, Ron, I'm gonna cum," Harry said, losing control of his cock early
because of his lack of experience. He tried to pull out of Hermione's mouth
but she kept sucking and took his whole load into her mouth, swallowing his
teen boy juice and rubbing some of it on her smooth and wet cunt. Ron
laughed at this and humped Hermione's mouth harder now that it was a
one-on-one. They were pros, and Harry decided that they had done it more
than five times before. He loved the sight of his best friend's dick in his
other friend's mouth, pumping all the way in until her nose dissappeared in
his bush of red pubes. She was using one hand to guide his big cock into her
mouth and the other one slid down her smooth stomach to her twat. She was
moaning, the vibrations making Ron want to cum badly.
	"'Mione, oh Merlin, suck that cock," Ron said with one final pump and let
his load go in her mouth, letting a bit dribble out the corners of her lips
and onto his sack.
	"We should help her out, she's doing all the work," Harry said
considerately. At this, Ron nodded and layed her on the ground, spreading
her legs to reveal her steaming cunt and swollen clit.
	"Harry, do you know how to do this?" Ron asked with a shake of the head in
reply from Harry. "Well, okay, you want to lick anywhere besides this," he
pointed to the clit, "until you think she's ready. It's too sensitive."
	Harry gave Ron an odd look wondering if he was actually going to let him
eat his girl out. "Yeah, you're gonna lick her pussy," Ron interupted his
thought coincidentally. Harry followed lead and moved between Hermione's
smooth, long legs. He put his face near her pussy and instinctively sniffed.
If was a weird smell, but nothing all that bad, like the stories he'd heard
about girls smelling like fish. His first idea was to lick it like you would
an ice cream cone, so he lapped at her cunt automatically. It tasted salty
and sweet, something he'd never had before. Almost like kettlecorn popcorn.
That thought was unappealing at the moment so he went back to focusing on
her pink twat. Gaining courage, he put his mouth on it and kissed. He licked
her lips on both sides of the hooded clit and then thrust his tongue up into
her. She moaned loadly, not knowing he was about to do that. At this point,
Harry had wondered what Ron was doing, up until he felt a wet sensation on
his sack. He had been kneeling almost presenting his slightly hairy asshole
to his best friend and Ron was taking advantage of that. Harry shuddered at
the feel of Ron's tongue on his tight sack. It was a weird feeling but Harry
knew he loved it, and continued to lick at Hermione. He pushed two fingers
up her pussy and knew it was time to massage her clit with his tongue. Then
Harry felt the same tonguing sensation on his asshole. He couldn't believe
it - Ron was licking his puckered boy pussy! He moaned involuntarily and
pressed his ass into Ron's face hard. Ron grabbed it and thrusted his wet
tongue up Harry's virgin asshole, making Harry cringe and suck on Hermione's
big, swelling clit. She rubbed her tits and layed back, arching up making it
easier for Harry to eat her pussy like a pro. She opened her eyes to see a
standing Ron behind Harry, not giving word to his friend as he took his hard
dick and placed it near his asshole.
	"Ron, not yet," she said, saving Harry the pain of anal without lube. Harry
turned around and saw his best friend straddling him and had a terrified
look on his face.
	"Were you going to fuck me without telling me? That's not nice," He tried
to joke even though he was scared of the impending fuck that was to come.
	"Yes, but I think 'Mione wants it more," Ron said, looking at Hermione's
exposed cunt that had left a small puddle of girl cum on the ground from
Harry's job. "You did good, mate," Ron smiled, tugging at Harry's thick,
hard cock. Harry wished he would just suck him off, but right now Ron was
going to fuck Hermione. With him. Ron layed down underneath Hermione and
took out his wand from his pants pocket. He threw his pants back to the spot
it was in before and pointed at his dick and muttered an incantation, making
his cock glisten with lube. He did the same for her asshole.
	"Harry, straddle my legs," Ron ordered and Harry followed, loving the idea
of fucking Hermione's cunt while Ron did the same with her tight
pucker-hole. He placed the tip of his cock on her puffed pussy and whiped
the precum that had gathered on it on her clit. His thick cock spread her
lips a bit as he pushed into her vagina hard. She moaned. Harry was thicker
than Ron, and it was her first time having someone this fat in her pussy. He
had to be at least five and a half inches around. Ron was only about five.
Ron told Harry to hold still and he kept his cock in her hot moist pussy as
Ron slowly pushed his redened meat into her tight hole. Harry could feel
Ron's dick causing pressure inside Hermione's ass, and with each thrust he
made, it made him want to thrust. The two were pumping in and out of the
girl like there was no tomorrow, and their sacks were rubbing on each
other's. Harry reached up and got leverage by grabbing onto her tits and
pumped harder and faster into her gaping twat. He explained quickly to Ron
that he had to pull out because he couldn't possibly cum in her, and
Hermione grabbed Ron's wand and pointed at her pussy and said another
incatation that Harry had never heard. She was flustered and started moaning
to climax and told Harry to go ahead and cum into her pussy. Harry took the
chance and released a load bigger than any he had ever had. It felt like
gallons of cum were pouring out of his dick into her pussy. He realized that
the spell must have done something to him as well as keep her infertile
because there was cum oozing out of her and dripping down onto Ron's still
pumping cock and balls. Harry pulled out, milked the rest of his cum onto
her face and moved down to Ron's sack. Hermione got up and moved his cock
into her pussy and Harry kept licking and sucking on Ron's balls. Hermione
was going crazy as she slid up and down on Ron's dick and was ready for an
orgasm. She moaned loudly and Harry saw her pussy get tight and spasm around
Ron's huge rock hard cock. She squeezed one more time, made the same spell,
and Ron came inside her pussy quickly. He pulled out while still jizzing and
leaned over her tits and stomach, let out some more on her, and moved over
to Harry. Unwillingly, harry accepted Ron's spasming cock into his mouth and
tried sucking. Ron simply humped over and over and let all the cum that
Hermione's spell made flow into Harry's mouth. Harry gagged a bit but
swallowed all of Ron's seed, loving the fact that his best friend's cock was
in his mouth and he was drinking his juice. Ron pulled out, Harry swallowed
the rest, and Ron pulled Harry up to kiss him. His tongue explored
everywhere in his mouth, seeking out his own cum anywhere in Harry's mouth
and rubbed his asshole pleadingly.
	"I think we're all out, mate," Harry replied sadly and Ron agreed. The two
looked at the exhausted Hermione with cum oozing from her pussy. She cleaned
up with her wand and the boys did the same. The pool drain and they both
walked back to the common room in silence so not to attract attention. They
shared looks of glee and kissed before going to bed. Harry and Ron went to
the fourth year dorm, only to find themself hungry for more. When they layed
in Harry's bed, they started to hear odd noises - kissing - that wasn't
them.

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