Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2009 18:08:25 -0500
From: Kyle Scott Constantinides <kyscco15@att.net>
Subject: Voo-Doo (gay/celebrity)

Voo-Doo

By Phoenix1001

"Hey Colin! Look what I found!" Ginny Weasley exclaimed.

"What is it?" Colin Creevey asked. "I mean, what is it about? Because,
obviously, it is a book. A small book, at that."

"It seems to be about the creation of Voo-Doo dolls. I have heard about
those, but always thought that they were hogwash. I mean, really, a doll
that can be used to control the movements, actions, and feelings of another
person? How could this even be legal?"

"It does seem to be a lot like the Imperious Curse," Colin
agreed. "However, if it were illegal or dangerous in any way, why would the
book be out here instead of in the Restricted Section? It probably is just
hogwash."

"I guess you're right," Ginny said, putting the book back where she found
it.

When Ginny wandered off to find another book to check out for casual
reading, Colin reached over and pulled the voo-doo book back off the shelf
and slipped it into his bag.

~-~-~-~

Late that evening, Colin slipped up into his dorm and pulled the curtains
closed around his bed. He pulled out the voo-doo book from his bag and
started reading it. The instructions in the book seemed really simple. You
just needed either a hair or nail clipping from the person you were making
the doll of. Once you obtained that, you would cast an incantation which
was listed in the book, and voila, an instant anatomically-correct 12-inch
doll-sized version of the person.

Colin thought for a little while about who he would love to have a doll
of. Did he want to make a doll of someone he hated so he could torture
them? Nah. Not worth it, because he didn't want to become evil. What about
a friend of his? Once again, not worth it, because his friends were too
nice to him, and he didn't want to ruin that by controlling one of them.

He finally decided to make one of his idol, Harry Potter. Maybe with it, he
could finally get Harry to notice him and eventually get Harry to go out
with him. After all, Colin had had a crush on Harry for the longest
time... ever since he met him, in fact.

`How to get a hair or nail clipping from him, though?' Colin thought. `I
can't just walk up to him and say, "Harry, can I have a piece of your hair
or a nail?" That would creep him out and embarrass me to no end.'

Colin remembered that he had a free period the same time that the 5th year
Gryffindors were in Potions the next day, so he decided that he would sneak
into their dorms the next day and see what he could find.

~-~-~-~

`I can't believe that I am doing this,' Colin thought to himself. He was
rooting around in Harry's trunk, trying to find some type of hair or nail
clipping to use for his doll. `I am looking in the wrong place,
evidentially. Where does he keep his dirty clothes? Maybe there is
something there.'

He looked through to the bottom of the trunk, and was getting very horny
from touching his idol's possessions. Finally giving up on the trunk, he
looked under the bed. `Bingo! Dirty laundry!'

Colin pulled out some of the dirty laundry from under Harry's
bed. `Hmm... socks, no. And why does he wear crew socks, anyway? He would
look so much hotter in something such as low-cut or no-show. At least then,
some of his leg would show, and I would be able to look at it! Pants,
no. Here we go. Boxers. I should be able to find a hair in here!'

Colin raised the boxers to his face and took a deep sniff, inhaling the
mustiness from Harry's crotch. He noticed a sour-y smell in the front of
them, and looked down. He plucked the hair he found from them, and noticed
a wet spot in them. Taking another sniff, he realized that Harry had to
have creamed this pair of boxers. `I'm keeping these!' he thought before
shoving the rest of the dirty laundry back under the bed and putting
everything else the way he had found it.

He ran back down to his dorm and jumped into his four-poster bed. Yanking
the curtains closed, he threw up a silencing spell and a locking charm
before relaxing a bit. He grabbed the pair of boxers that he had stolen
from Harry and sniffed them again. "Oh, God! I am so fucking horny right
now," he moaned.

Raising his butt up a little bit, Colin slid his pants down to his
ankles. The 14-year-old Gryffindor Fourth Year's 5-inch uncut cock hard as
a rock, and the bulge in his white briefs was leaking copious amounts of
pre-cum. He reached down and started groping himself as he kept sniffing
Harry's boxers. It only took about thirty seconds before he cried out, "Oh,
God!" as he shot wad after wad of cum through his briefs.

Colin reached down and grabbed his wand out of the pocket of his pants and
cast a Cleaning Charm inside his briefs. The slimy mess disappeared
instantaneously, and Colin was grateful that Harry hadn't thought to use
that on his boxers. `Although, this looks to be the mess caused by a wet
dream. Boy, do I know about those! He probably just changed out of these
into a pair of clean ones before getting dressed. Well, better get to work
on this doll... oh, no. I am almost twenty minutes late to Trelawney's
class!'

Colin hid the underclothes under his pillow, pulled up his pants, and ran
for class.

~-~-~-~

Upon returning to his dorm at the end of classes that day, Colin hid
himself in his four-poster bed again, locking and silencing charms once
again in place. He briefly wondered what his dorm-mates thought he was up
to in there, but realized that they all spent as much time holed up in
their beds as he did, so he shrugged it off.

Reaching under his pillow, Colin pulled out the pair of used Harry-boxers
and pulled out another loose pubic hair from them. Plucking the voo-doo
book up from where it was laying, he turned to the page where the
incantation was he needed. Taking a quick look at the correct page, he
practiced the wand movement a few times (`Up-and-down flick and a poke
toward the hair, seems easy enough,' he thought).

Finally prepared, Colin lay the hair on his pillow and cast the spell,
"Oo-vay oo-day creatus!"

The hair rose about a foot above the pillow and slowly started moving into
the shape of Harry. About four minutes of morphing later, the doll was
finished, and Colin was the proud owner of a naked, anatomically-correct
Voo-Doo Doll of Harry James Potter, the
Boy-Who-Lived-to-make-Colin-Creevey-Cream-His-Pants.

~-~-~-~

"Ooohhh!" moaned Harry Potter. He wondered briefly why he was suddenly
super-aware of the sense of touch.

"Are you alright, Harry?" Ron Weasley, his best friend, asked.

"Fine. Just had a bit of a cramp. Nothing to worry about," Harry said.

~-~-~-~

"Now that I have this," Colin said, "I don't know what to do first. It is
interesting, though. If this is one foot tall, that means it is a perfect
�...�th-scale model of Harry. I wonder..."

Reaching under his pillow again, he pulled out the ruler he used to measure
his own dick and held it up to the doll's
penis. "Hmm... 1�...�₁₀ inches. That means it is
5�...�₂ inches in reality. Uncut, too, with a large bush of
pubic hair... I wonder, since these dolls can make a person feel pain, can
they be used to make a person feel pleasure?"

With that, Colin started rubbing the little penis on the Voo-Doo Doll.

~-~-~-~

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!" Harry panted. He was feeling something most
pleasurable. He had popped boners before for no reason, but this time, it
felt like someone was jacking him off. Of course it had to be the one time
he was wearing a pair of white Muggle basketball shorts, so his boner was
quite obvious, so he couldn't just rise and walk out without anyone
noticing. Yet, if he stayed and ended up shooting off, it would be just as
bad.

"You alright, mate?" Ron said before looking up at Harry. "Whoa, Harry!
What has you turned on so much?"

"I don't *gasp* know, Ron. It feels *gasp* like someone is *gasp* jacking
me *gasp* off, and I'm about to..." Harry trailed off, moaning pleasurably,
as a gigantic wet spot appeared on the front of his shorts.

"Harry, walk right behind me, and we can head up to the dorms for you to
change," Ron said.

Harry nodded and followed Ron upstairs.

~-~-~-~

Colin was standing in the frame of the door to the Fourth Year Boys' Dorm,
when he saw Ron, followed closely by Harry, climbing the stairs. "Hi,
guys!" he said cheerily.

"Hi, Colin," they both said resignedly.

As they passed by, Colin looked down right between them and saw the huge
wet spot in the front of Harry's shorts, his boxers (a blue, gray, and
white check) clearly visible through the white material of the wet
shorts. "You alright, Harry? You look like you had a bit of fun!" Colin
said suggestively.

"I'm fine!" Harry squeaked before he and Ron ran off as quick as they could
to their dorm.

~-~-~-~

"Well," Colin said to himself once he was back in the confines of his
four-poster, "that answers that. The doll can be used to make the person
feel pleasure as well as pain. Now how to get Harry to fall in love with
me?"

~-~-~-~

"Harry, what do you think Colin meant?" Ron said. "He seemed like he knew
you had shot off in your pants, even before you came upstairs. He was
waiting for you to come by."

"The only way for him to have known is for him to have been hiding
downstairs... unless..."

"Unless what, Harry?"

"The Muggles have this idea about some kind of control a person can have
over another, similar to Imperious. I have never heard anything about it in
the Wizarding World, so I thought it didn't exist. It probably doesn't."

"What kind of control? Do they have a name for it?"

"Voo-doo, but like I said, it probably doesn't exist," Harry said.

"Harry," Ron croaked. "Voo-doo does exist. It is borderline illegal, but it
can be used. The person wanting control only needs a hair or toenail
clipping to cast a spell on and it creates a �...�th scale doll of the
person who the hair belonged to. You don't think Colin made one of you, do
you?"

"Maybe. But aren't they only used to cause pain and torture?" Harry said.

"No. They can be used for pleasure, although pleasure can be torture. After
all, YOU felt pleasure, but it was in a bad situation... you were
essentially wanked off in the Common Room, and it was torture trying to get
up here without being noticed, wasn't it?"

"Yes, I see what you mean. I don't know why Colin would make a Voo-doo doll
of me, though. If he wants me to like him, or go out with him, all he
needed to do was ask. You know I have had a crush on him since day one."

"I know and you know, but he doesn't know, evidentially. Why don't we go
talk to him real quick?"

"Alright."

The two of them headed off downstairs, but only made it to the door before
Harry's boner made itself known again, this time making a bulge in a pair
of black Nike nylon shorts.

~-~-~-~

Colin had looked into the book of Voo-Doo again, and found a spell that
allowed him to make some changes to the doll without it being reflected on
the real person. Once he cast the spell, he cast an Engorgio on the doll to
make it life size and another to make it lifelike, meaning he could get the
dick to become erect when Harry was turned on. Once those spells were cast,
he removed the first one, and started to get undressed. He got down to his
whitey tighties again before he realized how horny he was.

He slipped his penis out of the Y-front of his briefs and started to rub
his leaking organ against the dolls, which quickly became erect. Rubbing
furiously, Colin quickly reached his orgasm, yet even after shooting 7 wads
of boy juice onto the doll's dick, he was still hard as a rock. As he
started rutting against the doll again, the curtains to his four-poster
were opened and Harry Potter stood there in the flesh.

"Colin, get off that doll and take me, damn it!" Harry gasped out.

"Harry! What are you doing here?" Colin asked.

"I knew you had some kind of control mechanism on me, and I have had it to
here hiding my feelings about you," Harry said.

"How did you know it was me? Wait a minute! You like me? As in like-like
me?" Colin said.

"Yes. Now dammit, get off the doll and let me in there!" Harry said again.

Colin cast the spell on the doll to make it safe to throw the doll aside
and did so. Harry crawled into the bed and, reaching down to pull of his
trousers, started kissing Colin passionately.

Colin moaned into Harry's mouth as their tongues explored the other's
mouth. Once Harry's pants were at his ankles, Colin reached down and pulled
Harry's leaking uncut cock through the fly of his boxers and started
stroking it, causing Harry to moan out, "Fuck!"

Breaking the kiss, Harry suggested that they flip around and suck each
other. He was on top, so he did so quickly. It only took about thirty
seconds before they both started shooting their hot jism into the other's
mouth.

Flipping back around, Harry kissed Colin again, and said, "I love you,
Colin Creevey!"

Colin beamed and, kissing Harry on the lips, said, "I love you back, Harry
James Potter!"

~-~-~-~

Epilogue

Colin Creevey and Harry Potter formally announced their relationship the
next Hogsmeade weekend, and they have been together ever since. During the
summer following that school year, Harry was emancipated by his godfather,
and had moved into one of his family's homes in Hogsmeade. He managed to
convince the Creevey parents to let Colin move in with him, and the two
lived almost happily ever after...

"Harry?" a twenty-year-old Colin said.

"Yes, dear?" Harry replied.

"I have been wondering something... Why do you always wear those crew
socks? You would look so much hotter in ankle or low-cut socks. I would get
to see more of your legs that way!" Colin said.

"Well, why do you insist on wearing Y-front briefs? I think you would look
hotter in boxers!" Harry retorted.

"Alright. I will switch to boxers if you wear low-cut socks," Colin
suggested.

"Deal!" Harry said.

Thus, once that one minor thing was resolved, the two lived together as
husbands until Harry passed away in his 199th year of life, and Colin died
the following day. The inscription on their tombstone in Godric's Hollow
Cemetery read, "Voo-doo brought us together, but love kept us that
way. Harry J. and Colin C. Potter".

The End.