Gimme a 'Head'-girl! - Harry/Angelina (Two-shot)

Author's Note- I don't own Harry Potter this is just a story. Angelina never came in relation with Fred, so no NTR and such stuff.

Also, all the characters are above the age of consent, it's not underage at all.

Takes place days after the third task has ended in the Goblet of Fire.

Pairing: Harry/Angellina

Genre: Smut/Lemon; fun flirting.

Themes in this chapter- Bondage, Humiliation, Master-Slave, Dom/Sub, Big Dicking, Human Pets.

NOTE: The image of Angelina has been attached too, and can be found in the attachments under this post.

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"I am Talking.” 

‘I am Thinking’ 

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Gimme a ‘Head’-girl

-Dev Sagittarius Black

-Chapter One-

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It had been three days since the third task of the infamous Triwizard tournament that included four champions from the three schools to challenge each other with their lives on line. Thankfully, out of the four, only one had been harmed enough to be granted the delightful care of Madam Pomphrey for three days.  

That someone also happened to be the Triwizard Champion, who had been involved with some sort of ritual where he saw the birth of his nemesis, Lord Voldemort. There were also some complications with the ritual, thanks to a certain rat animagus, which left our champion with a little bit of ‘growth’ spurt. 

Something that he definitely planned to use soon. 

Harry Potter smiled as he opened the large doors and entered the Great Hall, like all of the times before the conversations stopped immediately as they looked at him, but this time instead of the usual glares, which he had been the recipient of for the past eight months, he was the recipient of what looked close to be hero-worship and appreciation.  

'Just like 2nd year,' he thought bitterly. He still remembered how the entire school, especially the puffs, stood against him till he had to jump down a fucking pipe and fight a thrice damned Basilisk to get their appreciation. This time he ignored them and was about to walk towards his table when someone from the Hufflepuff table stood up and started clapping for him.  

'Megan Jones if I remember her correctly.' 

It was then followed by the Weasley twins and Hermione, along with Neville. Slowly, like a wave, all of a sudden three-fourths of the Great Hall were cheering and hooting for him, and the Slytherins, although not brashly, were still clapping with a few polite nods. Malfoy, for his part, was scowling and glaring at anyone who would wither under his glare. 

The professors too were clapping, and Dumbledore even raised his goblet like he did in his first year. He just gave them a polite smile and went to the Ravenclaw table, where he had to sit for the last few months because of all the tension on his own table. There was also the fact that two gorgeous Veela sisters had made a space for him between them. 

Before going, he turned towards his house table and gave a small wave to his real friends Hermione, Neville, and the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He also gave them a signal that he would talk with them later, as right now he had to do something else.  

Just as he sat down in the offered seat between the two Veela sisters, the youngest one, Gabrielle, gave him a tight hug. She was just a year younger than him, but due to the complex veela maturity, she still looked like a ten-year-old, which—according to her sister—was going to change this summer once she reached her third maturity.  

Gabrielle was just too happy to have her hero, her Harry, back and was not so subtly feeling his developed muscles while pushing her own developing small breasts into his arm as much as she could.  

While the said boy, for his part, just laughed and shook his head at her antics, "Hey Gabby, good morning." And he again chuckled when he received a muffled reply from the nuzzled Veela.  

"I wanted to thank you, both of you, actually. Madam Pomfrey told me that it's because of you two that I am alive and enjoying a meal. So really-really thank you once more."  

Fleur just smiled and nodded, but Gabrielle gave a pout, " 'arry eet eez, not zhe correct way of thanking. Remember 'ow Fleur thanked you when you rezcued me from zhe lake?” She smiled, her cheeks getting a rosy tint. “Thank me zat way." Saying so, she cutely tilted her left cheek for his easy access.  

Harry looked confused for a moment trying to remember the exact moment and then grinned, "If this is how you want to be thanked, then so be it." He leaned down and gave her a small peck on her left cheek, making the cute Veela squeal with joy. 

Then he turned to Fleur only to see her tilting her right cheek for his easy access.   

He raised an eyebrow as if asking, 'Fleur? Really?' but Fleur raised an eyebrow in response as if retorting with 'What? Afraid Mr. Potter?' Harry couldn't help but grin again as he leaned down and gave her a more lingering peck.  

All of a sudden the two sisters turned, and he became the luckiest guy in the Great Hall who was fortunate enough to receive two kisses simultaneously on each side of his cheek from two veelas, no less! 

"Not that I mind it, but…why the special treatment?" He asked them as he buttered his toast. Madam Pomfrey did bring him sandwiches, but they were just to curb his instant hunger, and they were more like simple nutrient powder stuffed between the bread slices. Something that he would never like to have if he had the choice. 

"For winning zhe turnament of couze!" Fleur said as a matter of fact, but seeing his confused expression, she started to explain, " 'arry az you know I gave up after an imperioused Victor crucioed moi. Zen Cedric arrived, and zey ended up knocking each other out een a duel. Eet woz you zat took zhe cup in zhe end.” 

“But I didn’t come to where I should have, right? It was in that graveyard!” He pointed out only to be silenced by the elder witch. 

“Eet dozn't matter zat you were not able to come at zhe dezired portkey spot. Eet woz zhe fault of zhe turnament officeeals not yourz and thuz 'ogwortz woz declared zhe winner, which reemindz moi." She again gave him a peck that was dangerously close to his lips and smiled to shame the sun. "Congratulations!!"  

" 'arry why aren't you wearing your specs?" Gabrielle suddenly asked him with a cute frown, "Also, you look a bit different…"  

Harry just shrugged. "Madam Pomfrey too doesn't know what actually happened, but for some reason my physique has changed a lot, and my poor eyesight has been cured. She says she is not sure, but it might be a magical outblast or accidental magic."  

"You look even better zis way, 'arry.” Fleur told him as a matter of fact, “Your specs were just 'ideous curtains preventing zhe real show." She said with a disgusted look on her face, as if talking about his specs would make them appear in front of her.  

Harry just shrugged again but leaned close to the elder Veela's ear and whispered, "Could say the same for your clothes, mon cheri.” He smirked, “So when are you removing these to give me 'the real show' again?"  

Fleur blushed hard and whispered as sultrily as possible, "I am all yourz, Mãitre." Her warm breath caressed his ears and made him shiver with anticipation. 

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"You weel write to uz won't you?" Gabrielle asked, making the cutest pout and puppy dog eyes all at once that was impossible to resist. It wouldn't be a surprise if she was suddenly made minister for magic if she used that look.  

Harry stood no chance, and so he just nodded in defeat, "I will, Gabby, and I hope you too don't forget me." He smiled and patted her head affectionately. “You will write too, yeah?”  

"Everyzay!!" The little Veela squealed and launched herself into Harry's strong army as the two hugged each other before he released her. 

Then he turned to Fleur, "Just so you know, I am really thankful for what you two did for me, and oh yes! Fleur, you know I live in a muggle neighbourhood, right?” He asked her. “So err... Please refrain from sending your owl during the daytime. It’d be weird if I had to explain that to my guardians."  

Fleur nodded and gave him a tight hug of her own, pushing her soft tits into his hard chest. "I weel tell 'im to wait for zhe correct time. I weel also ask papa or mamma if zhey know anyzing about our bond and weel tell you if I do find zomething." 

With that, they said their last goodbyes as they went out to the Beauxbatons carriage while the Durmstrang students boarded their ship. And soon enough, both left the Hogwarts wards. 

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Harry was just about to turn back and move to the Gryffindor boys dorm when he heard an all too familiar voice behind him. 

" 'ad your zings wiz zem done, 'aarrryy?" The voice giggled. “Are you finally free?” 

He turned and laughed to see his quidditch teammate and headgirl, Angellina Johnson, mimicking Fleur’s accent with an impish grin on her beautiful face.  

"You know you always have my attention, right, Angie? You don't need to mimic anyone." 

Angellina just shrugged as she put an arm around him, trying to push her right jug into his thick biceps as the two started walking back towards the castle together. "You have been with me only when we were up to ‘no good,’ but with those two, you were stuck with magic glue or some spell-o-tape."  

“Awww, is my little girl jealous?” Harry grinned. “You know you could always come to me at night, right, sweetheart? My bed and my lap will always have a place for you.”  

The eldest of the Gryffindor vixen bonked him on his head as she tried to control the heat that warmed her cheeks. She poked him in the side, “Oi, don’t you tease me like that!”  

Harry, on the other hand, put his arm around her slim waist as they strolled towards the Gryffindor tower. He smiled when he felt her relax a little as she leaned closer to him. "I was just there because of Gabby. She is just too cute and funny to resist."  

“Well, I can’t argue with that.” She nodded. “I have my own little sister; she’ll be eleven this year and is already quite excited about coming to Hogwarts.”  

“Tell her to be cautious; there are a lot of weird things that go around the school.” He said off-handedly and then looked at her, “I mean, you can’t deny the things that we’ve gone through, right? I was in the centre of it all, and trust me, nothing good came out of either of the end-of-year messes.”  

"Well, I can’t say that about this year, can I?” She sultrily whispered into his ear as she rubbed her tits on his arm. “Because I am one helluva confused as to how the hell you are taller and thicker than before. Any secrets, Mr. Potter?” She grinned. “And what about my dearest Bunny-hopper? Did it grow along with the rest of your body?" She asked, giving him a saucy grin as she looked down towards his clothed dick.  

"If there was a secret, then I too need to find it first because even I don’t remember what really happened that night.” He shrugged, “And as for your Bunny hopper...well...we will definitely have to check him now, won't we?" He too gave her his signature crooked grin that was said to make him appear more devilish.  

Harry was just able to signal Neville of his being busy and received a thumbs up from the shy boy before he was literally dragged by the head girl towards her personal quarters on the seventh floor. She shouted the password and pulled him inside as fast as she could, rushing towards her bedroom, that she would have to vacate the next day.

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They entered the room where he had sometimes spent nights in and surveyed it. It was....empty, for a lack of better words. Well, he could understand that since it was the second last day of the semester and the room had to be cleaned off of the current pair of heads for their successors to accommodate when the time came.  

Meanwhile, Angellina was busy placing all sorts of locking and other privacy charms on the door. She knew that the headboy, Cassius Warrington, had already vacated his room. Yet she didn’t want to take any risk today. It was her last day here with Harry, and she wanted it to be a memorable one, which meant absolutely NO disturbances. 

Harry took that moment to walk up to the busty ebony girl and snaked his arms around her curvy waist, nuzzling his face in her rich black locks that gave off her fruity aroma. He smiled as she relaxed and melted in his arms as if all of her stress and tension just left her body.  

"Since this is your last time for at least a couple of months, how about this be a gift from me?" He asked her, and she turned to look at him with an inquisitive frown.  

"Gift? What’s it?"  

Harry scratched the back of his head; it wasn’t a big thing, and yet saying it like this made him somewhat nervous. "Not much, just as a parting gift for today.” He smiled at her, “Let this be your session. I am all yours, so it's all up to you how you want our last time here to be."  

She got the meaning behind his words and went deep in her thoughts to seek her deepest fantasy that she wouldn’t dare to tell anyone, maybe not even her husband, whom she’d marry someday. And just when it surfaced her thoughts, she grinned and then blushed profusely before mumbling something.  

"I am sorry, what?"  

"Leave me for a moment, please?" She told more than asked, and he nodded as he left her and let her move forward a bit. Her front was facing the door while her back was facing Harry. 

She flicked her wand out, then took a deep breath as if to guarantee herself that it was really happening, that she was actually going through with the plan to fulfil her deepest fantasy, and then she gave another flick to conjure something.  

Harry, for his part, saw the thing that she conjured, and his eyebrows shot up because the thing that the head girl had conjured up was an actual dog collar of black leather with steel spikes and a steel chain hanging from it.  

‘Ah…so that’s what she wants’ Harry thought when he saw her contemplate a bit. ‘Well, it’s not a surprise. Angie has always been quite dominant in game, and in life. No wonder she wants to be the dom in our sex sessions too.’ 

He was making up his mind to be the submissive one when Angellina picked the dog collar up and looked at it with excitement and awe. She slowly touched the steel spikes and rubbed the leather between her fingers. She then turned towards Harry and all of a sudden placed the collar around her neck before snapping it shut. She sighed in pleasure when she felt the snug-fitting collar around her neck.  

Harry tilted his head to one side as he eyed her curiously. He saw her slowly go down on all fours before she dipped her head to pick up the metal chain with her mouth.  

Then she crawled on all fours towards him and nuzzled her face in his open palm. He saw this and took the chain from her before raising an eyebrow at the woman sitting near his leg. Although he already had a faint idea as to what she wanted, it was still quite fun to hear her say it loud.  

Angellina blushed dead hard again, her cheeks heating up as she looked up to see his emerald pools looking at her with something akin to fascination. She slowly mustered up some of her Gryffindor courage and tried to control her excitement as she answered him. "I am really sorry, Master. I shouldn’t have behaved like that out there.” She gave him a small smile. “I know you are very angry and WILL punish me. I am ready for whatever it is, but please..please master, forgive me!!"  

Harry took the clue and without hesitation stepped into his ‘master’ persona that his partner wanted him to play. 'Who could have thought that the buxom and sexy, ever strict, no-nonsense head girl of Gryffindor was actually a submissive slut?’ He grinned, ‘Who could have thought that the deepest fantasy of the rule-abiding, role model, extra popular, excessively sexy Angellina Johnson was just to get a master who punished her before taking her whichever way he wanted and treated her like nothing but a pet bitch in heat...’  

Well, who was he to say no to this? If she wanted him to be, then it was time to give her a real master.  

"Yes, you have shamed my name, bitch.” He glared at her, “You ugly two-knut cum dump whore! It's really time to show you your place so that you don't...cross the lines in the future." 

He swiftly went to the empty one-seater black couch and tugged at the chain quite harshly. She gave a small yelp but followed him as the collar was really a snug fit...almost choking her....and she loved it more for that. 

"That ugly face of yours is not getting me hard, slut.” He propped down on the couch, “Use your body. Dance for me." Harry snapped and released the chain.  

Angellina caught up to what he said and immediately stood up and started giving him a strip tease on an inaudible beat. She gave a twirl as she dropped her outer robes and a sultry smile as she did another sexy twirl, unbuttoning her blouse along with it. She started doing a sideways jig, shaking her fleshy tits as she opened her blouse, showing off her flawless smooth skin and pearly white lacy bra that cupped her huge 36-DD tits. 

Throwing it off, she swayed her round, inverted heart-shaped bubble butt like a pendulum as she unhooked her lacy bra but didn't remove it; instead, she bent down to remove her socks while jiggling her round butt, smacking her ass cheeks to make them slap mere inches from Harry's face.  

After her socks hit the floor, she turned and brought her bra-covered 36-DD tits in Harry's face, just a few inches away from his lips, before she shrugged off to drop her bra and reveal her dark, chocolate-brown nipples that were as hard as rubber tips. On her stretched tight brown areolas that sat on her fat, perfectly round gravity-defying jugs. 

Harry already knew she was an amazing dancer; her athletic body complemented her curves quite well, but dancing while doing a strip tease like this was quite tough for his pants.  

Angellina, on the other hand, was having the time of her life as she could see the girthy outline of Har-Master’s rod in his slacks. She wouldn’t deny it, as she could clearly see that his impromptu growth spurt had done its job on his manhood as well, which aggravated her hunger. 

'What if I do this?' She thought and sauntered off to the boy wonder slowly, almost stopping a few times before she dropped herself in her master's lap, where her hips started twisting as the woman rubbed her still-covered wet cunt on his thick rod...Gosh the heat was making her mind dizzy! 

Angellina could feel her pussy moisten as her juices leaked from her honey pot.  

The ebony goddess slowly got up and hovered an inch above his hard-on as she started peeling off her white lacy panties swinging her delicious ass like a pendulum all the while, it did cause her butt cheeks to rub on the thick beauty hidden beneath two layers of clothing which caused shivers to run up her spine. 

Finally, just as her panties reached her ankles, she kicked them off to the far side and flopped back on her master's bitch breaker of a cock. The thick clothed rod immediately lodged itself in her ass crack, making her shiver and gasp with anticipation as she bounced a bit on it.  

Then she gyrated in her master’s lap and straddled him as her fingers deftly started popping his shirt buttons one-by-one, slowly revealing his hard-chiselled sculpture to her dark and hungry lust-frothed eyes.   

Harry grinned seeing the older girl staring at his chest with an open mouth. Angellina had quite literally forgotten her dance and was now simply sitting on his diamond-hard shaft as she drooled over his pecs. 

The young man did shiver a bit when she trailed her dainty finger between his well built ridges but controlled himself along with his growing instincts to just tear his slacks, turn the beautiful slut over, and plow her down till she screams into oblivion... 

Angellina couldn’t help herself; she dipped her head down and, without another thought, ran her wet tongue between his pecs as her fingers roamed around his thick neck and dipped towards his hard abs. She gave him a small bite and sucked on his skin as her tongue lapped around it. 

The woman was brought back from her dreamland by a hard tug on her chain, and she gulped when she came face-to-face with a pair of angry, blazed, glowing emeralds glaring down her with something akin to leashed fury, lust, and utter dominance.  

For the first time with the boy wonder, true fear encased her mind, and she couldn't help but tremble as, alongside that fear, her arousal too rose ten forth. She shivered a bit, her pussy dripping with juices as one of his hands reached behind her to grab at her thick ebony locks. 

"How dare you stop your farce attempt at dance without my permission, you slag?!!” He pulled her hair, making her whine a bit. “I think you have gotten into a habit of not following my express orders, haven't you? You seem to be struggling to even follow my simple words!" 

She tried! Oh yes, she did! She tried her best to wiggle a bit, to just move a little bit, but his left hand snaked around her waist and grabbed her right buttock in a firm grip while his other one left her hair and moved over to her wobbling milkhouse. 

She opened her beautiful lips to whisper her usual sorrie; to plead the man for mercy even, but just as she opened her mouth, a moan erupted from her guts as the guy chose that moment to caress her fat nipples while mauling her delicious arse at the same time.  

She tried...She did her best to stop, but when his hands mauled her arse, his long fingers sinking into her supple flesh as she ground herself on the hard piece of man meat that she could feel beneath her wet pussy. His other hand reached for her bouncy jugs, and she moaned hard as his fingers and thumb pinched her nipples; she just couldn't help it anymore.  

The small bundle of nerves that were in her abdomen tightened considerably before she felt herself shudder and then go lax, a pitiful whine leaving her throat as her sensitive cunt rubbed against him. 

She knew that Harry understood what had happened, as witnessed from the slight widening of his bright green eyes. "You just came, didn't you?" He asked her, and he had to again pinch her nipple to rouse her once more. 

Angellina shuddered but nodded. "Ye-yes, ma-master." The stutter was not out of fear, No! It was just the arousal that was slowly making her brain hard to function properly.  

"Can't hear you, slut,” Harry thundered, squeezing her jutting tits as she moaned harder. “Speak LOUDER!!"   

She frantically nodded, "Yes-yes, Master!! I just came from your hands that molested me!!" She bit back her tongue because she knew what she said and that he would be punishing her for her audacity. 

And she couldn't be any wrong as Harry whispered in her ear, "So first you came on my slacks—dirtying them completely—and now you have the sheer dumb audacity to say that my hands, which gave you your pesky little release, are molesting you?” He smiled when he saw her gulp. “Hmm....You are a bad girl, Angellina, and...I do know what bad girls get to turn them into good little ones."

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Ending Note: And there you have it! Stay tuned for the second chapter!

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