The Hogwarts Adventures of Harry Potter Chapter Three

STORY TITLE: The Hogwarts Adventures of Harry Potter

PART: 03 of ??  

AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (redjacobsonfiction@gmail.com)

DISTRIBUTION:  Patreon Exclusive  

DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. 

SUMMARY: In a world where Voldemort and all his marked followers fell on Halloween 1981, Sixteen-year-old Harry Potter starts a very different Hogwarts, with something far more important than Quidditch on his mind!  Extremely AU, in case the summary didn't give you a clue! 

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster

RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Multi

RATING: NC-17

WORD COUNT: <3,703>

SPOILERS:   None, if you don't know how the Harry Potter story goes by now, why are you reading this story?  

WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.  

AUTHORS NOTES:  A Patreon Exclusive 

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Slytherin First Year Dormitory

Sunday, September 1st, 1996

10:00 pm

Harry lay back on his bed in the first year dorm, listening to Blaise and Theo snoring as he stared at the ceiling.  Vince and Greg were still chuckling quietly about Draco's sorting.  The two of them were actually a lot more intelligent than they'd seemed when he first met them.   Granted, they weren't Ravenclaws, but they weren't even close to stupid, at least as far as Harry could tell.  Apparently they had to act like dumb muscle because their mothers expected them to be Draco's bodyguards, the same way their fathers had done for Lucius.  From the look of surprise on Theo and Blaise's faces, the two of them were better actors than most people who make a living at it, which actually could come in handy when it came time for playing pranks.

But he still needed to get a handle on being in Slytherin before he could worry about pranking Moony.  

He still was having a hard time believing that his and Pansy's prank had backfired so spectacularly!    Sure, it was easy enough to get Neville and Hannah, as well as Daphne and Tracey to point out to the Sorting Hat that Draco wasn't even close to being Slytherin material, and sure enough, the annoying blonde ended up in Gryffindor!   The look Neville shot him as he waited to be sorted was priceless!

But when he finally got up to the stool and the hat was placed on his head, the first thing he 'heard' was the voice congratulating him on a cunning plan to gain an advantage over a rival.  The way that the hat emphasized the word cunning started ringing alarm bells in his mind, but the hat just continued, pointing out his ambition to exceed his father's achievements with the fairer sex, and Harry knew that he was caught.   He just let the hat have it's fun by shouting out Slytherin to the hall, before walking over and sitting down next to Pansy, who, along with Daphne and Tracey were trying to hold back their laughter.   

The rest of the House wasn't quite as amused, in fact, for the most part they seemed stunned.  Not as stunned as Headmistress McGonagall, or Professor Tonks (can't call Aunt Andi, now, unfortunately) the Head of Slytherin.    Of course Remus was almost falling out of his chair laughing, the mangy wolf probably thought he planned the whole thing to stay close to Pansy.  And granted, the fact that the two of them were in the same house would make it a lot easier for her to find herself in his bed, but still, he couldn't believe he'd been sorted into the House of Snakes!

At least there didn't seem to be the antagonism between the Snakes and the Lions that Sirius had told him about from his days in school, but a lot of that could be McGonagall's doing.   Once Dumbledore was forced out and into retirement, the new Headmistress had really cracked down on the ugliness, so it was supposed to be a lot better than it was.    He quirked a grin, at least the better relationships between the houses would help in his goal to 'increase his circle of friends' as Padfoot would put it.

Speaking of increasing his circle, both Daphne and Tracey had made it clear they were interested in experiencing what Pansy had, and he'd also gotten some interested looks by a stacked blonde who got sorted into Gryffindor, he thought her name was Lavender.   He'd been surprised to see that Susan Bones was giving him looks as well, he'd thought that she was with Neville and Hannah?  If she was, he wouldn't make a run at her, he wouldn't do his best friend like that!   

On the other hand, if Susan was a free agent, then he'd love to encourage a friendship between her and Lavender, the two of them had the nicest tits in the entire first year!  Well, Millie Bulstrode was a bit bigger, but she and Greg Goyle were already an item, and he wasn't going to cause problems in the dorm like that.  He had to live with these guys for the next seven years, and who needed that kind of headache?

Yawning, Harry took off his glasses and set them on the nightstand, classes started in the morning and he didn't need to stay up all night thinking about getting girls naked.  There would be plenty of time for that after classes.

Dimming the light over his bed, he rolled over and was soon sound asleep.  And if his dreams were filled by visits with Pansy and her cousin, as well as Mei Lin, well, he wasn't going to complain.

Slytherin Girls Dorm

Approximately the same time

Pansy was stretched out on her bed, looking over at Daphne and Tracey who were sitting on Daphne's bed.   The two of them were practically vibrating with excitement, and Pansy smirked at them, before she said, “Yes, he really was as good as I said, I wasn't just winding the blonde idiot up, although that was part of it.”

Daphne laughed, shaking her head, “I still can't believe Malfoy ended up in Gryffindor, he's going to be miserable, the poor sod!  But enough about him, I want to know how you managed to get Potter's cherry!”

Pansy stared at her friend is surprise, “What makes you think Potter was a virgin?  The only virgin in that compartment when the train left Kings Cross was me!  I found out a few weeks ago that Lord Black had taken Potter to one of the houses in Horizon Alley and made sure he got a Mastery in pleasuring women, and he must have been an exceptional student!   He could probably teach classes in how to treat a woman, and I'm not just talking about shagging.”

Tracey looked at her skeptically, “Really?  I've never heard of a guy our age who had any idea of how to treat a girl.  What makes Potter so special?”

“Well, to start with, he actually used his mouth to get me off after I gave him a knobber, and he really enjoyed it!  I swear to Merlin that he got me off so hard it strained the silencing charms!   And then, when I was ready to actually fuck, he cast the contraceptive charm on me, and what he called a family charm that combined a muscle relaxer and a barrier softening charm.  There wasn't a bit of pain when I took him all the way into my pussy!”

Daphne whistled, and even Tracey looked impressed, “Okay, that's exceptional.  I can see why you'd want to trade up from Malfoy.   So what's the plan?  I really hope you aren't planning to keep him for yourself!”  Tracey was grinning as she spoke, and Pansy just chuckled,

“No, we don't have any claim on each other, just, what was the term he used?  Oh, 'friends with benefits'  That may change in the future, because now that I've experienced him, I'm even more determined to get out of that damned contract!”  She grinned, “Potter was agreeable to my contacting Lord Black about an arrangement, not that I'm planning on marrying him, but primary mistress to the Head of the Potter's and Heir to the Black would be quite a step up.   The Malfoy name really took a hit when Lucius died that night.”

Daphne nodded, “How sure are you that he's Heir to Lord Black?  I mean, we all know that Potter was raised by him, but considering Lord Black's reputation, doesn't he have a bunch of bastards out there?”

“No, if he did, they would have shown up by now.  From what I've heard, Lord Black is always careful about using the charm, even when he was a student, I don't really know why.”

“Probably wanting to make sure that when he did have a kid, he was with a woman that he wasn't too closely related to.  I mean, look at his parents, they were cousins for Merlin's sake!” Tracey pointed out, which gave Pansy and Daphne pause, before they nodded thoughtfully.  Being too closely related could explain some of Lord Black's more unusual proclivities.

Millicent, who had been laying on her own bed writing a letter, looked up, “That's all really interesting, but if you want to be worth a damn tomorrow morning, you should all get some sleep.  I know I'm going to.”

Putting action to words, she closed the curtains on her bed and they soon heard her snores echoing through the room.   

Pansy took a look at the time and blinked, it was actually close to 11 o'clock, and breakfast was at 7 o'clock.  They did need to get to bed, and sleep.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

The Great Hall

Monday, September 2nd, 1996

7:25 am

Harry found himself with company on the way to breakfast, as Pansy, Daphne and Tracey were arriving in the Common Room at the same time he walked up the steps into the room.   With a grin and a nod to the three of them, they stepped through the door and made their way to the Great Hall.    The conversation was light, although there was a flirtatious undertone in the comments that all three of the girls were making. Harry was extremely grateful for the training he'd received, otherwise he would have missed it, but as it was he managed to keep the tone going all the way to their destination.

The Hall was already fairly crowded when they arrived, and Professor Tonks was at the staff table, along with Moony and a few other professors.  Unfortunately, so was Draco, sitting apart from the other first year Gryffindor's, and looking extremely unhappy.   Harry noticed the angry look on the boy as he glared at he and Pansy, well, he probably thought the glare looked threatening, but he really just looked constipated.

With a grin, Harry leaned closer to Pansy and said, “Your betrothed doesn't seem overly happy to see us this morning.  I wonder why?”

Pansy turned to look at where Draco was sitting, and with a deliberate smirk, she reached down and took Harry's hand, placing it firmly on her arse as they walked toward the Slytherin table.   Daphne and Tracey had noticed the byplay as well, and it was clear they were struggling to keep from laughing and the expression on Malfoy's face.    

Of course, things stopped being amusing very quickly at that point, because Malfoy's normal pale skin flushed red and he stood up, his wand in his hand as he shouted, “Potter, you bastard! Avada Kedavra!”

Harry whirled in place, time slowing to a crawl as the training that Padfoot and Moony had drilled into him took over and he reacted, pushing Pansy and the girls out of the way of the spell while he summoned the enraged ferret's robes, jerking his wand arm and throwing off the boy's aim, sending the spell over the heads of all the students in the hall, before hitting him with a stunning spell.

Fortunately the staff had been paying attention from the moment Draco had stood up, and the boy was bound and silenced as well as being unconscious within seconds of casting the spell.  One of the professors, Harry wasn't sure who, had shielded the area behind and above the Slytherin table to keep any of the students from being hurt by the shards of rock blasted off the wall by Draco's spell.

It was all over within seconds, and Harry looked to see that Pansy and the others were unhurt.  The three of them were surprised, but otherwise unhurt, although Pansy, when she realized just what happened got a look of glee on her face.   It didn't take a Ravenclaw to understand what made her happy, because there was no way that her betrothal would stand after such a public attack.  

Of course, it might end up being moot anyway, because using the Killing Curse still carried a one way ticket to Azkaban, it didn't matter how old the person was.    And considering how close Narcissa was to Sirius, there was no way that she would expend any effort to get the little shite out of it.   Bye-bye Draco!

Reaching down, he helped Pansy to her feet, only for the girl to wrap her arms around him tightly and whisper into his ear.   “After we get out of here, let's find a private place.  I'm going to shag your brains out for this!”

A part of him reacted immediately and enthusiastically to Pansy's suggestion, but he managed to keep the excitement off his face as he turned to face Professor Tonks and Headmistress McGonagall.  

“Mister Potter, Miss Parkinson, are you and the others okay?  Do you need to see the nurse?”

Harry looked over at Daphne and Tracey, who just shook their heads, before saying, his arm still around Pansy, “No, Professor, we're all fine, Pansy and I were keeping an eye on Draco, because he expected he wouldn't be happy with the two of us, so when he had his 'crowning moment of idiocy' the training I've gotten over the years told me what I needed to do.  I'm just glad that nobody got hurt, I tried to make sure the spell would go over everybody's head.”

McGonagall nodded, “Aye, that was quick thinking, Mister Potter.”  She shook her head, “I can't believe that I'm going to have to expel a student on the first day of classes, and for casting that spell of all things!”   

She stiffened suddenly, before smiling slightly, “Ah, the Aurors are here already.  Very good, they must have detected the use of the Unforgivable.”    

Harry nodded, that had been one of Sirius' better suggestions, and one of the few that passed the Wizengamot without a fight.  Nobody wanted to think what could happen if unforgivables were cast on their children.  

McGonagall went to greet the Aurors, while Professor Tonks escorted he and the three girls out of the hall, the Aurors were going to want to interview them of course.    Arriving at the antechamber they had used the night before while waiting to be sorted, they found a table already set up with a variety of breakfast foods, which was a pleasant surprise.

He and the girls sat and started eating, with Professor Tonks drinking a cup of coffee.  The conversation was deliberately light, none of them wanted to talk about what had just happened.  They had all sat in the gallery for trials over the years, and Harry knew that it was important to prevent any suggestion that they had compared their stories of what happened.  Not that Draco was likely to have a competent solicitor that would ask the question, but why take chances.

After they had eaten, they were escorted into different rooms so they could be interviewed separately by an Auror.  Professor Tonks was there with him as Head of Slytherin, but he didn't expect to need her intervention.   When he saw who was waiting in the room, he relaxed a bit further, because it was Frank Longbottom who was waiting for him.  Even though he'd done nothing at all wrong, it was still nice to see a friendly face on the other side of the table.

After a couple of opening questions, Auror Longbottom went over what happened, including wanting to know if Harry could think of any reason why Draco would want to kill him.  With a grin, Harry said, “It's going to come out anyway, but yes, he was extremely unhappy that Pansy, his betrothed, decided I was a much better choice for her first lover than Draco would be, and she wasn't shy about letting him know what happened.   He probably wasn't happy that he got sorted into Gryffindor either, but that was the Sorting Hat's doing, so I can't be sure.”

Professor Tonks choked back a laugh when she heard that, and he could see Uncle Frank was holding back a smile, but managed to keep himself professional until the questioning was complete and the Evidence Quill was stopped.  Once he was finished, the man grinned widely and shook his head, 

“I don't know if it's the fact that you're James' son, or that Sirius raised you, but I feel sorry for Minerva and Andromeda, I can see you causing them to have even more gray hairs!  Just try not to drag Neville in on too many of your escapades, I'd like to avoid having Alice screaming at me, okay?”

Harry laughed, “I think that Hannah will keep him busy enough, so don't worry.  But I'm curious, aren't you talking to Madame Bones about a line contract with Susan?  I remember Neville mentioned it when we were together for our birthdays.”

The older man shook his head, “That's on hold for now, we're going to revisit it next summer.”  He didn't say anything else, and Harry nodded, it didn't matter how close he and Neville were, the details really weren't any of his business.  But it did mean that he wouldn't need to worry if Susan expressed an interest in him.

When he left the interview room, he saw that Pansy was walking out, escorted by Professor Burbage, both of them smiling slightly.  He nodded politely at the Professor, trying not to think about how she looked naked.  He'd seen her a few different mornings coming out of Sirius' bedroom, and she certainly wasn't shy!

The attractive blonde Professor just gave him a quick grin and winked when Pansy stepped up to him and took his hand. “You might be interested in knowing that the Headmistress has canceled classes today because of what happened this morning.   You've got the rest of the day to yourselves, so, don't get caught!”

With a laugh, she turned and walked down the hallway, while Harry just grinned and shook his head.  Looking down at Pansy, he said, “There's a really interesting room on the Seventh Floor that I heard about, want to check it out?”

“Does it have a bed? Because I promised you that I was going to thank your brains out for what you did earlier, and I meant it!”

He chuckled, “And I'm looking forward to it, but yes, you can say that there is a bed there.”

“Then let's go!” The grin on Pansy's face was full of excitement, and Harry turned toward the stairs to make the climb up to the room that Remus and Sirius had discovered, when a voice from behind them froze him in his tracks.

“Do you have room for one more?  I owe Harry my thanks as well.”  

He and Pansy glanced at each other before turning to Daphne and smiling widely.   She grinned back, and soon it was three of them heading down the hall.

As they were walking, Pansy said, “Where's Tracey?  Doesn't she want to join us?  After all, Harry saved her life too.”

Daphne shook her head, “She said she'll wait until she can get Harry alone, she's not sure he's able to handle all three of us at one time.”

She looked suspiciously at him, because he had coughed to cover a laugh, “Something you'd like to tells us, Harry?”

He shrugged, “You can tell Tracey that the most women I was with at one time was four, and I made sure that they were all completely satisfied before I cooked them breakfast the next morning!”

Pansy gaped at him, “Orgasms, chocolate, and you can cook?  That tears it, I'd sign up for a concubine collar if that's how you treat your ladies!”

Daphne looked at her curiously, “What's this about chocolate?  You didn't mention that last night.”

Pansy chuckled, “After I finished cumming my brains out the first time, he gets up and pulls a box out of his robes.  He unshrank it, and pulled out a bar of Honeydukes Premium and a bottle of orange juice.  I'd never had the juice before, but it was tasty, and they both got my energy back really quick, so it was only a couple of minutes later that I was easing myself down on his cock, and my virginity was a fond memory.”  There was a reminiscent smile on her face as she finished, and Daphne just shook her head.

Harry had been listening to the two of them as they walked, wanting to get a feel for Daphne's personality since he really didn't know her at all.   

Reaching the seventh floor, he led the girls down to the tapestry of the dancing trolls, leaving them to mock the foolish wizard who was trying to teach them ballet as he paced in front of the wall, an image of what he wanted at the forefront of his mind.    After he made the three passes, he stopped, and the door he had imagined was standing there.

Clearing his throat, the girls turned and stared in surprise at the door that wasn't there a few minutes ago, and Harry smiled, opening the door.  “Welcome to the Room of Requirement!”

End Chapter Three

Sorry about the lack of lemon, but I'll update this as soon as possible.

Red