Changing of the Guard

AN: Casting

Hestia- Marilyn Melo

299. 300. 301. 302. This assignment was absolutely mind-numbing, to the point where Hestia found herself counting the number of bricks on the outside façade of the house. Damn you, Tonks. Why did you have to go and get yourself another assignment from Bones? She knew it was unfair to blame it on her fellow auror, but she really didn’t care at that moment.

When Dumbledore approached her with the need to protect Harry Potter, she’d been agreeable if unenthusiastic. I’m a trained auror for Merlin’s sake, surely there was something better I could’ve been doing than escorting around a teenager. But no, it was far worse than that. It wasn’t babysitting duty as he and his friends paraded around Diagon, which would have been bad enough.

Instead, she found herself sitting outside of Number Four Privet Drive… with absolutely nothing to do. She arrived that night trying to be positive, trying to reassure herself that it was all for the good of the cause, that Harry was important. Even if the old codger won’t tell us why exactly he’s so damn important. But no matter how hard she tried to console herself, she couldn’t get past the fact that it all seemed so incredibly pointless.

If he were actually awake and capable of roaming about Surrey, she could understand the need for a guard. But he was asleep, safely behind some of the most well-constructed Blood Wards she’d ever seen. Unless Voldemort decides to show up and start killing every muggle on the block, I doubt there’s any wizard alive who could get him out of there. That thought did bring her up short though. Not that I would put it past him, but I doubt I would be much help by myself if something like that were to happen anyway.

Heaving a sigh, Hestia could only resign herself to this unfortunate fate. She’d made the decision to join the Order and now she was paying the price for it. Still, suppose it’s better that I’m the one here than bloody Mundungus. Why Dumbledore entertains that man for a moment, I’ll never understand.

Looking down at the watch on her wrist didn’t make her feel any better. Fuck, it’s only two in the morning.  Time really does drag on when you’re ruddy miserable. The young auror leaned against the fence she was lying against and let the minutes tick by.

It could have been an hour or five minutes, you could have told her either and she would’ve believed it. Whatever the case, something finally grabbed her attention when the second-floor window that she knew, because she’d been told quite explicitly, was Harry’s room suddenly illuminated. There was absolutely nothing else going on along Privet Drive, so it at least provided her with some small amount of intrigue.

“Wonder what has you up so late?” Hestia mumbled to herself beneath her breath. In the calm of the late night, even that sounded loud to her. She didn’t have to wait long to get an answer to that question.

She could see shadows in the room as he moved about. It was maybe thirty seconds before all of a sudden, he was standing at the window. What she saw made her blush, and that wasn’t the only thing that grew hot. Bloody hell, I don’t remember any lads lookin’ quite like that when I was at Hogwarts. Her cousin, Megan, had mentioned Harry once her twice, but never made any mention that he looked like that. But she did say he wore baggy clothes, so maybe no one realizes. Mores the pity for the witches of Hogwarts.

Standing there completely naked, Harry Potter, Savior of the Wizarding World, and supposed Chosen One, looked absolutely fantastic. He was quite skinny, but with a sinewy, athletic build. There was clear definition in his lower abs, and even from more than fifteen meters away, she could see the bulge of the veins in his arms. But that wasn’t the thing that made her pulse quicken. She imagined that Tonks would take the piss out of her if she could see the gobsmacked expression on her face.

The lithe young man was rock hard and standing in front of the window as though it were the most natural thing in the world. Not that he shouldn’t be incredibly proud of that. Hestia couldn’t say she’d ever seen anyone quite that big, and her pussy certainly appreciated it if nothing else.

She choked on her own breath as he grasped himself in one large hand and started wanking away at his turgid todger. He was staring out into the yard, at a specific spot it seemed to her. The muscles of his arm flexed and strained with every movement. It went on for far longer than she thought reasonable, and it took every bit of her willpower not to join him in the self-pleasure. As if her guard duty wasn’t bad enough, now she’d  spend the rest of the night with a ruined pair of knickers and a desperate need to get off.

Sitting there transfixed, Hestia could only watch as the most famous young man in wizarding Britain jacked away at his own impressive cock. Fuck, I wish I had my omnioculars with me. It’d make it easier to enjoy the show. It was over far too quickly for her liking, as suddenly his head tilted back and he closed his eyes.

Hestia could only whimper in the back of her throat as he started cumming right onto the window. There was so much of it, and it looked thick… and delicious. The impossibly horny part of her brain wanted nothing more than to go up there and lick it off. He flicked one last bead of jizz from the tip of his cock before he opened his eyes and looked out at the garden again. She could’ve sworn he winked, but she must’ve been imagining things.

With a casual wave of his hand, the window was clean. Bloody hell, can he do wandless magic. The Trace only applied to a wand, so she didn’t see any owls making their way toward the residence. Hestia’s whole body felt flush as she replayed the show he’d just given her again and again in her own mind. The entire situation left her lightheaded and needy, and wanting nothing more than to see him in that window again. Never knew that I was a bit of a voyeur.

The young auror was so caught up in her own thoughts, that it genuinely shocked her when the sun peaked over the horizon and cast a yellow glow down Privet Drive. Looking at her watch, it was already nearly six. Time flies when you’re fantasizing, I suppose.  She only had to wait another twenty minutes before there was a soft pop from down the road.

Elphias Doge came strolling down the street whistling a tune, “You there Hestia?” Taking off the invisibility cloak, she threw it at the older man. He chuckled, “I guess you are. Quiet night?”

“Very.” Hestia said hurriedly, not interested in idle chit-chat, “See you later.” She didn’t even bother going further down the street. She just popped away to her apartment. There was only one thing on her mind, and she intended to deal with it immediately… and vigorously.

“If that’s everything, I believe we can adjourn for the night.” With that the headmaster stood and made his way to Grimmauld Places floo. Hestia lingered in the room, not wanting to appear too eager in getting to what should be a horribly boring guard duty.

The past two weeks had been maddening in the best possibly ways. Every night she was on guard duty, at the same time without fail, Harry would come to the window and masturbate his heavy cock.  And each morning after she left, she would go back to her apartment and fuck herself to the thought of what that big cock would feel like splitting open her little slit. And while it probably should, it didn’t bother her that she was lusting after a man at least six years younger than her.

She’d never been so horny in her entire life, and it made her wish that she could be there every night. Does he do it every night? The dirty little perv. Or is it only when I’m there? I could always ask Tonks but I don’t want to have that conversation.

“Alright, Hes?” Hestia jumped just about out of her own skin. She hadn’t realized that anyone was behind her, much less her bubbly, pink-haired coworker she was just thinking about it.

“I’m fine, Tonks.” She said a little impatiently, glancing down at her watch. Twenty more minutes and I can head on over there.

“Well, if you say so.” Tonks didn’t look convinced but let the matter drop, “Say, thanks for picking up my guard duty, by the way.”.

“Not exactly my idea of a good time.” She said as nonchalantly as she could manage, “But it’s what Dumbledore wants, so…”

“Yep, staring at a dark window for most the night isn’t the most exciting job in the world.” She said sympathetically, and reached up to pat her on the shoulder.

“Most?” Hestia questioned.

“Oh,” Tonks shot her a knowing little grin, “Did I say most? I meant all night.”

Sure you did! You probably know exactly what I’ve been dealing with!  Hestia wasn’t going to rant about it in the middle of the kitchen though, “It’s rather boring.”

“If you say so,” Her fellow auror actually giggled at that, “I think maybe you just need to find the right thing to entertain yourself. The time always just flew by for me. ”

There’s no way she’s implying that!  Hestia had an image in her mind of Tonks sitting in the street beneath the invisibility cloak, silenced, plunging away at her own cunt.

She was disavowed of that thought and given an even more appealing one when she continued, “But it’s definitely easier if you have someone to spend the time with.” Her eyes widened at the implication, and Tonks just gave her one cheeky wink before she turned away, “I’ll see you later, Hes. Have fun with your guard duty.”

Eyes narrowed, Hestia watched her the whole way out of the kitchen. But her mind was on other things. Images flashed across her mind of the metamorphmagus bent over in all sorts of positions around Harry’s room. Spent plenty of time together I’m sure, sweating and panting, and cumming their brains out.

There was a part of her that knew it was terrible, and entirely unprofessional. But there was another part of her, that’d been teased relentlessly for the last two weeks, unintentionally it would seem, that wanted nothing more than to do exactly what Tonks implied. Has he only been doing it because he thought it was Tonks out there? Does it even matter?

Breathing deeply out her nose, Hestia gave a shake of her head and headed toward the door. She went to the front porch and popped away a moment later. It was dark on Privet Drive, as she moved on auto-pilot down the road. It was Moody waiting for her on the previous guard duty, and she just nodded her head as he blathered on about constant vigilance!

“Trust me, Alastor, my attention will be firmly on Harry so long as I’m here.” Hestia assured him as he finally handed over the cloak. Making herself comfortable, she waited as the night grew later. What few lights around Privet were still on were snuffed out over the course of the next hour, and another hour after that the street was quiet and dark.

As the time approached, Hestia couldn’t help but get excited… her heartbeat grew quicker, like she’d been conditioned for it. She could feel her pussy grow hot and wet. She hadn’t even bothered wearing any knickers under her robes and she could feel a drip of her own arousal falling to her arsecheeks as she sat there against the fence.

She waited… and waited… and then nothing… The light turned on, but he never came to the window. What the fuck? He’s been teasing me for weeks! Giving me a show and now nothing! In her current state she gave no mind to the fact that he might not be aware that he was giving her a show.

It didn’t matter to her though, not one bit. What mattered to her was the fact that she was horny and angry now. She only half registered what happened next as she headed toward the front door. Click. The front door of Number Four opened without any trouble and she headed right up the stairs. There was a light underneath the door that made it easy to know which was his room.

Without a second thought, she unlocked that one, too. The sight that met her inside was what finally brought her up short. It was one thing to see it from twenty meters away on the other side of some glass. Now she was there in the flesh, or with his flesh more precisely. His eyes were closed, and his hand was running up and down his slippery cock. The bulbous head was leaking precum and it all just looked so tempting. Whatever anger she felt left her in a rush as her own need took over again.

The door locked behind her with a wave her wand. It didn’t even make a click. Somebody made sure this room was silenced. Perfect.  With another wave she was naked, her clothes piling themselves up neatly in the corner. Quietly, she padded over to the bed. A little smile came to his face as he felt her weight press into the bed. She draped herself across his legs as she brought her face to his imposing length.

Gently, she pushed his hands away, and he was happy to let her. It was hard, and hot, covered in bright blue veins that she could feel pumping blood. His eyes were still closed as he said contentedly, “Finally decided to join me, huh?” He reached down absently and fisted some of her hair.

Giving him a lascivious grin, she answered him by kissing the side of his cock as she started to stroke him. He groaned with the movement, and it was only then that he opened his gorgeous emerald eyes to look down at her. He furrowed his brow at the sight of her, “Tonks?” It was a fair question given her friend’s abilities.

Hestia smirked, and gave a little shake of her head, “Nope, sorry. My name’s Hestia.” She licked at his shaft, giving it all of the lewd attention she’d imagined in the last two weeks. Honestly, his cock was intimidating, and up close she wasn’t sure if he’d fit in her mouth.

The blush that came to his face was adorable, and she laughed against his shaft. He didn’t seem to know what to do, even going to let go of her hair. She stopped him with her own even as she continued her ministrations, “I… I swear, I didn’t know that there was someone else out there.”

Hestia could only giggle at that, “That’s because Tonks clearly didn’t tell you.” She kept on stroking his cock and reached down to tickle his smooth bollocks, “Naughty bitch… I’m not sure if I should curse her or kiss her. I would wager that she’s the one who told Dumbledore to give me this assignment, knowing her.”

“How long?”

“How long, have I had to watch you stroking this beautiful fucking thing?” He nodded down at her, and she smiled back, “Two weeks.”

“That makes sense.”

“Because it’s been two weeks since you’ve felt anything but your own hand?” She gave him a particularly firm squeeze and pulled a big pearl of crystal clear precum out of his slit, she leaned forward and licked it off the tip.

“Yes.” Harry said, watching her intently. She was making sure to get the whole thing nice and slick, because as much fun as it was doting on his magnificent manhood, she didn’t have any particular oral fixation. She didn’t mind giving a bloke a nice blowjob, but it wasn’t what really got her going. Though, if this becomes a regular thing, I might have to reconsider that. Because she was having more fun with Harry than she could ever remember before.

Still, she was more interested in getting him in her pussy. There was a deep ache, and he had the perfect tool for the job. Sucking his crown into her mouth, she didn’t think she’d ever stretched her mouth that wide. It was right at the edge where she thought her jaw was going to pop.  Gathering all the spit in her mouth she lubed up the spongy head  to the best of her ability. I imagine Tonks can probably get him into her throat no problem.

Whether she was less impressive than her fellow auror, it clearly wasn’t any bother to Harry. He just laid back and enjoyed her efforts. There was something incredibly satisfying about the way he kept scraping his fingers through her hair as she worked.

Deciding that he was properly lubed, and knowing that she was plenty wet as it were, she pulled free of his cock. There were thick strands of saliva that she stroked into his flesh as she pushed herself up.

Hestia was quite proud of her body. Given her profession, she needed to keep in good shape and she did a better job of it than most of her coworkers. Her tummy was flat and toned with faint lines that hinted at the strong muscles beneath. She had wide hips and slim legs and most women would envy her thigh gap. And then there was her perky bum, wide and firm. Not to mention her best feature, a pair of perky, bouncy tits. They were pillow soft without a hint of sag, with small, dark areola and long, hard nipples.

From the way his eyes greedily took in every inch of her body, and the little flick of his tongue, she could tell he liked what he saw. Crawling up his body, she let her nipples graze against his abs and kept making her way up until her wet slit kissed the underside of his shaft.

Sitting down on his upper thighs, she pushed his shaft flat against her belly, she couldn’t help but moan, “I’m going to enjoy this.” She ran her slit up and down his length, her lips hugging the base of his cock, “I mean fuck, you’ll be halfway to my throat.”

Her teasing got to him as Harry reached down to the curve of her hips and dug his hand into her soft skin, “Stop talking about it and do it!”

“Oh, getting impatient?”

“Says the woman who’s been watching me wank my cock for two weeks.” Harry reached up to tweak one of her nipples, and it took her breath away, “I’d wager you’re fucking gagging for it.” Damn, Tonks has certainly taught him well.

Her needy hole was absolutely dripping at that point, and she wasn’t going to deny herself any longer. Pushing up higher on her knees, she put his crown it her swollen pink lips. She gave it a few tentative pokes, letting just the very top of the spongy glands enter her, “You’re going to gape this little pussy.” Steeling herself, she started sliding further down his length. Every inch caused little jolts of pleasure to shoot down her spine as she experienced a delightful stretching like never before.

The grip on her hip strengthened to the point of bruising, but he never forced her down any faster than she was willing to go. Slowly, over the course of minutes, she made her way down his shaft. The last two inches actually took her breath away. And it was a funny thing to say, but she actually felt a sense of accomplishment when she felt his balls flex beneath her bum cheeks, “Fuck, I can actually feel you in my stomach.”

Reaching down, she placed her hand on his chest and got to work. Slowly at first, she started pulling her overstuffed cunt up and down his prodigious pole stopping to grind her clit against his groin at the end of every descent.  Slick… Slick… Slick…

“Fuck, you fill me up so good, Harry.” Hestia had never even been properly introduced to the young wizard, but here she was bouncing on his cock. He ran his hand down from her breast to where they were joined, and his long digits found her sensitive clit. “Oh…” With that he sent her into her first orgasm, she sat there with him lodged deep in her body as her tunnel gripped and rippled around his swollen flesh. It felt fantastic, but she wanted more. And considering he didn’t cum, she knew Harry would be happy to deliver.

That first orgasm didn’t drain her, not one bit. Instead, it energized her. The moment she felt it recede she started throwing her ass up and down on his cock with a newfound vigor. Thwack… Thwack… Thwack… Her meaty bum clapped against his groin as she threw herself against him again and again.

“Bloody hell, bounce on that dick you dirty little slut.” Harry moaned out. His emerald gaze never left her.

His dirty talk did nothing to deter her. It only made her work that much harder, “I’ll show you a little slut.” She snarled out, as she leaned down to nip at his lips. The young auror brought her feet up to his hips and pushed herself up into a squat.

Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap! She went at it with a mad sort of fervency. The muscles in her legs lit up with the effort as she relentless fucked the young man beneath her.  Swiveling her hips, she did everything she could to get him to cum, but all it earned her was another orgasm of her own. Whimpering, she didn’t stop fucking against him as her peak hit.

She didn’t know how long she’d been at it, she just knew it was the longest she could remember a bloke lasting. There was nothing she needed more in that moment then to make him cum. But she didn’t think she could do it on her own.

Pulling back, she gave him a little smirk, “Is this all Tonks taught you to do, Harry? Is all you’re good for sitting there like a dead fish and letting a sexy woman do all the work?”

She knew it was a gamble taunting him that way, but she had a feeling it would do the trick. He proved her right a second later when both his hands went to her hips, and he held her in place with just the first couple of inches inside of her. Then he started thrusting up at the perfect angle. His cock, which already felt fantastic, scraped against every sensitive bit of her sex at pace she didn’t think she could match.

He gave her a cocky grin, and it just pulled another pitiful whimper from her lips. He kept battering away at her core, stretching her and filling her again and again, “What was it you were saying, Hestia?”

“You’re fucking amazing, Harry.” She told him reverentially, “I… I want your cum please…”

“Where do you want it, slut?”

Without even thinking, she knew the answer, “Inside, please…”

He pulled her down with one more thunderous thrust. She felt his balls pull up tight, and his cock swell even bigger. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she experienced the most divine orgasm of her entire life, and it was only driven higher as he filled the deepest parts of her with his warm cum. It went on for longer than should have been possible. Their combined cum leaked down his shaft and gathered on his groin.

When he pulled out. her pussy was still twitching and gaped slightly from taking his girthy cock. A line of his cum dropped to his groin. She wanted to clean it up, but she didn’t think she had the strength. With a wave of his hand they were both clean.

Pulling her up, he wrapped them both in a blanket. As they fell asleep, he whispered into her back, “Glad you decided to join me.”

“I’m going to have to thank, Tonks.” Hestia muttered back. They both chuckled before falling asleep. It was lucky for her that he still had an alarm to make sure she could get back outside in time. After one more session, of course.