Harry's Bucket List (Repost full Document)

STORY TITLE: Harry's Bucket List

PART: 01 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: Harry destroyed Voldemort at the end of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, and he needs a new challenge to keep himself interested.  His Bucket List is what he came up with.

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster

RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Multi

RATING: NC-17

WORD COUNT: <5,405>

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 STARTS AT 12

CASTING NOTE:   Charity Burbage is portrayed by model Rosie Jones

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster's Office

June 4th, 1999

Just after Midnight

This was probably the craziest thing he'd ever done, but Harry didn't really care!  It had taken him this long to convince his partner to sneak him into the Headmaster's office, and it was only because he had already finished his NEWTs and was no longer a student that Charity had agreed to his scheme.   Of course the fact that he had already offered her a job making more than she did as a teacher did help to convince her.    

The two of them had made their way into Dumbledore's office under Harry's invisibility cloak, and, while they were still hidden had cast the spell to freeze all of the portraits in their frames.  Only when the portraits were still and silenced did he remove the cloak from the two of them.    Professor Burbage looked around nervously, as though the old man was suddenly going to appear in the room and demand to know what they were doing.    Harry knew there was little chance of that since Dobby had been happy to put the sleeping tablets into Dumbledore's nightly cup of cocoa. 

The young professor's dark hair gleamed in the flickering torchlight as Harry pulled her into his arms, his face tilting down toward hers and capturing her lips in a kiss.   Her body melted against him, her mouth opening immediately to his tongue, surrendering control to him, the way that he had known she would, the way he always knew how a woman would respond if she had even the slightest interest in him.

Breaking the kiss, his nimble fingers were unbuttoning the young professor's blouse, showing her bare breasts in the dim light.  Charity moaned as his thumbs rubbed her nipples, turning to a gasp when they were suddenly pinched!

“Did you enjoy that Miss Burbage? Did the pain get your pussy wet?  I know it did, I've seen the signs before, you aren't the first innocent young girl who's begged for one of my 'special' detentions when they've been caught on their knees in an empty classroom!”

Charity blinked in surprise at the sudden change in mood, but then grinned as she realized exactly what he was doing, and in a breathy voice, said, “No, No Professor!  I'm a good girl! You shouldn't say those sort of things about me!”

His voice was mocking, “Really, Miss Burbage? A good girl?  Would a good girl be found naked with the entire Hufflepuff Quidditch team?  Because you may have forgotten how I found you, but I certainly haven't!   In fact, you were still naked and on your knees when you begged me not to tell your parents, and you agreed to serve my detentions.   Don't you remember?”

There were tears glistening in her eyes as she fell into the fantasy he was spinning, and she shook her head, “No Professor, I remember, you said that I was a nasty little girl who should be punished, which is why I'm here.”

“Very good, Miss Burbage!  I'm glad your memory is still functioning.   Now, remove the rest of your uniform and knickers and bend over my desk!”

She hesitated briefly until he cleared his throat, and she looked at him nervously before shutting her eyes and pushing her skirt and knickers down over her hip, sliding her open blouse off her shoulders until she stood naked before him.   He enjoyed the sight of her body, from the hot flush of arousal on her face and down to her chest, the nipples standing dark and tight against her firm tits, the soft belly leading down to the patch of brown fur above her mouth, already gleaming and wet.   

Stepping forward, she put her hands on the top of Dumbledore's desk, her legs spread and her well-rounded arse in the air.  Putting his hand between her legs, his fingers easily being sucked in by her wet pussy drawing a moan from the woman.    

"You're such a good little nasty girl, Miss Burbage, already excited about being punished.  I'm going to enjoy teaching you this year, teaching you to enjoy who you really are!  Did you know that you are the last of the girls in your dorm that I will be teaching?  Aurora, Septima, and Bathsheba have all been spending time with me.  What is it about you Ravenclaw girls?  You all claim to be good girls, but I've found all four of you on your knees somewhere you shouldn't be!  And all of you were soaking wet when I had you bend over my desk, your naked arses pushed out for a spanking?" 

He didn't give her a chance to answer as his hand landed firmly on her left cheek, making her jerk on the desk and moan happily.   Harry was glad that she couldn't see his smile, it would have totally ruined her fantasy, and since helping her live out the fantasy was checking off one of the last boxes on his bucket list he certainly didn't want to do that!

He switched hands as he spanked her, the hand that wasn't warming her arse was fingering her clenching quim, rubbing her sensitive flesh and brushing the bundle of nerves, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.     Her arse was starting to turn red from the spanking and she was moaning louder and louder with each blow, her voice exhorting him to punish her for being such a bad girl!

He was getting to the point of needing relief as well and concentrated his magic to open his trousers and drop them to the floor.   Stepping free, he removed his fingers from inside her and rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance.   Her moans changed pitch as she felt him pressing into her, and he growled, “Are you ready for your reward for taking your punishment so well Miss Burbage?  Are you ready for your Professor's cock?”

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh Yessssssssssss!  Please, Professor! Please fuck this nasty little girl!!!!!!!!!" Charity cried out, only to lapse into incoherent moans as he pushed forward, burying himself deep inside her. 

Harry grinned as he pulled back, his hand spanking the eager woman as he pumped into her.  It only took a few strokes before Charity was moving against him, her hand between her thighs as she fingered herself in time with his movements.

His gift was telling him that she was very close to cumming so he leaned forward, his hands coming around to cup her breasts as he moved within her, and, as he slammed forward, making her jerk against the desk, his thumb and fingers pinched both nipples hard, shoving the gasping girl through the wall of pleasure that had been building up since they stepped into Dumbledore's office.  Her cries of release were loud enough to make Fawkes lift his head and glare at the two of them from his perch before honking softly and putting his head back under his wing, going back to sleep.    

Harry held still and let Charity enjoy herself for a few moments until her cries became intelligible again, and he knew that she was back from her journey.   Starting to move again, she was moving against him, the two bodies falling into a steady rhythm as Charity sighed happily at the mini-orgasms that kept rolling through her body. 

He could feel the pressure building up in his balls and he focused on his Occlumency shields to hold back his own climax until he was ready.   He just wished they had time to work on her other fantasy, but there would be plenty of time to tie Charity to the bed and bugger her over the Summer.   Hell, if the mood struck them Luna and Cho might even decide to join in the detentions.    

He still wasn't sure how he got lucky enough to find two girls who were willing to share his life and still enjoy the extra adventures he got up to.   Of course, from what Sirius and Moony had told him, the same thing happened with his dad after James turned 16.    Harry still didn't know which of his ancestors had done such a great service for Aluria that she gifted the entire male line of the Potter family, but if he ever found out he was going to thank him profusely!

But wondering about that could wait, he wanted to make sure that Aluria enjoyed the offering they were giving her now!  Charity was building up to another massive climax as the smaller ones started to run together, so he pulled his magic into his fingertips and lightly stroked the back of the panting woman's' neck.    Just like it did with all his other lovers, the magic stoked the fire inside her body to a raging inferno as her pussy walls clenched tight around him, her hands pounding on the desk as her body locked up, the pleasure overwhelming her and leaving her collapsed against the polished wood under her, her legs shaking as they turned to water and were no longer able to hold her up.

Harry pulled out of her grasping pussy, letting her recover for a moment or two, his hand idly stroking his pulsing cock before he reached down with his free hand and gripped Charity's shoulder, rolling her over on the desk.

When he saw the awareness in her eyes, he said, “Now that you've had your reward for taking your punishment like a good girl Miss Burbage, it's time for you to do something for me!” Gesturing to his swollen member, her eyes lit up and she slid off the desk onto her knees and leaned forward, her mouth open for him.

He grasped her hair, holding her in place as the head of his cock pushed into her warm willing mouth.  “Do you like the taste of your pussy juices on my cock Miss Burbage? I know that Aurora and your other roommates all do, and they especially love tasting each other as they suck me.   I even test them, let them guess which girl I was just inside of by taste alone.   They've all gotten very good at identifying all the bad girls in the school by their flavor!   Why they were even able to recognize your younger sister after only a couple of tries.    Did you know that Hope has been having detention with me for the last several months?   She doesn't even need to misbehave, she just enjoys the punishment so much that she volunteers.    She already knows that you are being punished tonight, and wants to be here the next time so you can see how a really nasty good girl behaves!”

Harry was struggling to keep from losing control as he spun the last of the fantasy for his newest lover.   He didn't even know if Charity had a younger sister, but if she did, would she arrange an introduction?  Because the idea was interesting, to say the least!  They wouldn't be the first set of sisters he'd had together, he'd checked off that box with Padma and Parvati during his OWL year, not to mention the other sisters he'd enjoyed, but there was always room for new experiences to offer to Aluria!

His words were having the desired effect on Charity, and she was fingering herself frantically as he fucked her mouth, until she tilted her head back and took his cock all the way into her throat!   That was it!   The pressure that had been building finally broke free and he swelled in her mouth, gasping her name as he started cumming!   

An eternity later Charity finished swallowing, and she pulled back, letting his cock slide from her mouth.   Harry almost laughed at her expression when she realized that he was still fully erect, but after the last several years it had grown commonplace.   Although the night that he wore out the three Veela and was still ready for more did get a few tongues wagging.  Fortunately, they were in the Veela enclave so the word never reached Hogwarts. 

He was pulling on his pants and trousers when Charity grinned, before saying in a voice so vapid that it would make Lavender wince, “Oh my, Professor!  That was amazing, and I get two more weeks of detention with you?  Can you make it a month?”

Trying not to break character, he looked at her thoughtfully, “If you can convince some of the other girls to share their detentions I allow it.   I do have a very full schedule you know.”

She nodded, licking her lips lasciviously, “I'm sure I can persuade them,” she said, wriggling her tongue at him, “I can be very convincing when I'm motivated!”

He smirked, "Very well, I have a detention with the seventh year Slytherin girls before breakfast tomorrow morning.  Be here by 6 am, ready to go, and, I'll warn you, if you aren't able to convince the four of them, you will get your punishment but will be tied to a chair and not able to get any relief at all until our scheduled detention tomorrow night!   Now, make yourself presentable and I'll escort you back to your dormitory." 

The two of them managed to get dressed and back under Harry's cloak to leave the office.  As he was slipping out the door, he released the spell holding the portraits frozen and closed the door behind him as they started to move again.  Fortunately, the sleeping potion would let Dumbledore sleep through the night, no matter how they tried to wake him.   Sure, there would be hell to pay in the morning, but after spending so many years at the Dursley's, the old man deserved a little inconvenience now and then!  Harry was the son of a Marauder after all!

It wasn't until they were almost all the way to Charity's rooms that she spoke, an undercurrent of laughter in her voice, “You know Harry, if I had known you were that good, I would have agreed to this after you took your OWLs!   As it is, I've got two years worth of smirks to wipe off Septima and the other's faces, I do hope you'll be able to find some time to fit me in over the summer?”

“If not over the summer, then definitely next year, or didn't you know that Remus is going to take of Magical Creatures and I'll be the new DADA Professor?”

"Oh, that'll be fun!  Of course, Dumbledore may fire me and cancel your contract when the portraits finally tell him exactly what we got up to in his office, you know." 

“That's not going to happen, with Narcissa, Amelia, Andromeda and the other ladies on the Board of Governors, I'd practically have to be summoning a demon in the Great Hall before they'd let him fire me! And since you were with me at the time, I wouldn't expect any reaction from them at all, officially.  Unofficially you'll probably get teased and invited into several gossip sessions.”

Her eyes widened, “All of them?  Okay Harry, now that I'm officially a member of the club, I really hope you're going to let me in on the secret of how you managed that!”

He laughed, “That's a really long story, and we don't have the time for it tonight, why don't you plan on coming out to Potter Manor after we get off the Express next weekend and you'll find out everything.   Don't bother packing, unless there are some toiletries you prefer to use, you won't need any clothes.”

She grinned, “Oh I think I can clear my schedule,” before she yawned, “Damn it! I'm very glad I don't have classes in the morning, I think I'm going to have a lie in.”

“Lucky you, I've got a couple of very understanding betrothed waiting for me, who are going to want to replay everything before I can get to sleep, but I wouldn't change it for the world!”

Shaking her head in amusement, Charity slipped into her quarters and shut the door behind her.

And, just as expected, Cho and Luna were wide awake, naked and eager when he walked into the Head Boy's suite.   It was three hours later before they finally fell asleep.

Both he and Charity missed breakfast the next morning, but since it was Saturday and his classes were finally over it didn't really matter anyway.   When he, Cho and Luna finally walked into the Great Hall, Dumbledore gave him a very strange look before turning back to his conversation with an extremely amused Minerva.   Glancing over at the other end of the Staff Table, he saw that Charity was blushing furiously as Aurora and the others were smirking wickedly, obviously, she had been receiving a great deal of teasing from the other three. 

It was almost at the end of the meal when a note appeared in front of him.  Recognizing the old man's spidery handwriting on the front, he picked it up with barely hidden amusement and opened it.

Mister Potter

Please come to my office after you finish your meal.  I would like an explanation for the apparent massive hallucinations that all the portraits in the office experienced last night!

APWBD

Cho glanced at the note and snorted, “So, what are you going to tell him, Harry?  The truth, or some line of patented Marauder bull?”

"What do you think, Lady Potter?  Padfoot and Moony taught me far too well.   I'm going to tell him it was a memorial to my parents because his office was the only place that the two of them never managed to get to before they graduated."  His grin turned wicked, "Besides, after the crap he put me through before I finally managed to kill Tommy at the end of the Tournament, he's lucky that defiling his office is the only thing I've done to him." 

Luna put down her bacon butty and giggled, “You could always tell him the truth, and watch him have a heart attack as he realized just what you've been up to the last three years!”

Harry shook his head, "That's going to have to wait, beloved, I'm not ready to take over the Headmaster position yet, once I'm ready and in the position I'll drop my memories in the pensieve and let him watch.   That should shock him into retirement pretty quick." 

The three of them looked up at the Staff Table and laughed, making Dumbledore look around nervously.

* * * *

It was Dudley's fault, strangely enough, although Harry wasn't going to tell his cousin that if their paths should ever cross again. Harry had been relaxing in his room at Number 4 Privet Drive toward the middle of July, the summer after the Tri-Wizard, trying to figure out what he wanted to do with his life now that Voldemort was permanently dead.   

He was only staying with the Dursley's until the day before his birthday because Sirius was still getting his house ready for the two of them to live in, and so far things had been quiet since Vernon and Petunia knew that they would never have to see him again once he moved out.    

But getting back to how it was all Dudley's fault, his cousin had made the mistake of leaving his computer on in his room, on a day that all three of his relatives had gone away for the weekend, and Harry had been bored enough to see if there was anything interesting in Dudley's room.      

Noticing that the computer monitor was turned on, Harry glanced at the screen and had to bite his lip to keep from laughing hysterically.     On the screen was a document titled “Big D's Bucket List!” and, under it, “Women I will Shag before I Die!” with the list of over a dozen actresses and singers, mostly misspelled of course.  Harry shook his head at how delusional the Dursley boy was, but then paused, a smile crossing his face.    He'd been looking for a new project, and this just might be fun!  There were quite a few girls who he would absolutely love to have sex with, and would it really be wrong to use his fame from killing Voldemort that way?   Sure, Ron would have kittens, but that was his problem!

But then his smile dropped, he had absolutely no idea how to even start talking to a girl!   His one date, Parvati, had been a complete disaster because he had been acting like a prat.  He really needed to apologize to her for his behavior, didn't he?     Besides, she and her sister were nearly at the top of the list he wanted to shag, and a letter of apology to each of them would help break the ice.   Fortunately, his behavior hadn't been as bad as Ron's, so he wouldn't have to grovel too much. 

Once he was back in his room, he pulled out a pad of paper and started writing.   After a few minutes, he growled in frustration and tore the page off and tossed it in the bin.    Several attempts later he shoved the pad away in frustration, he had absolutely no idea how to write an apology letter!   And not to mention, with the twins being pure-bloods, there was probably all kinds of etiquette he needed to use!   He really needed advice, and sure, he could use the Mirror that Sirius had given him at Kings Cross, but he really didn't trust the old prankster to give him legitimate advice.  The same thing went for Moony, he may have been a professor, but he was still a Marauder.

He certainly couldn't ask Hermione, even though she would probably have twenty books on the subject...  Books!  That was it!     Writing a quick note to the store manager, he grabbed 10 galleons from his trunk and sealed them in an envelope.   

“Dobby!”

The elf appeared a few seconds later, but before he could go into his usual routine, Harry just said, “Hi Dobby.  I need your help, will you go to Flourish and Blotts in Diagon Alley and give this note and envelope to the manager and bring back the books he gives you?”

The manic elf nodded eagerly and popped away, returning twenty minutes later with a bundle of books.  Harry thanked him and sent him back to helping Sirius get his house cleaned up since the previous elf had been totally useless. 

Opening the package, Harry read over the titles of the books and smiled.  These should be a big help!  After browsing through each of them, he found the one that had exactly what he needed and started to read.

An hour or so later, he had two letters that seemed like they would work, so he copied them on to parchment using his best penmanship, which, granted wasn't all that great, but he could work on that another time.

Rolling up the letters, he looked over at Hedwig who was glaring at him impatiently, and he gave her the scrolls.   With a bark of satisfaction, she took off out the window en-route to her destination.   Harry watched her fly away, idly wishing he could be flying, before sitting down and pulling out a clean sheet of paper.    

Twenty minutes later, there were quite a few names of girls he knew at school on the list.  Some of them he was fairly familiar with, others he just knew by sight, as well as girls who had already graduated.    Sitting back and rubbing his sore hand, he frowned, sure, he knew who he wanted to shag, but still had no idea how to go about it!   He knew, from listening to Sirius and Remus's stories, that his Dad and Mum had been very active their last few years at school after they finally got together, but they were surprisingly mum about how they managed it.  All they would say was that it had something to do with his dad's 16th birthday and he would understand then.

Of course, knowing that his 16th birthday was less than a week away did make it easier to wait.  Sifting through the books that Dobby had brought him, he was surprised to notice a book with the title of “Potions for Beginners” and frowned, were his problems with that class so well known that random merchants knew about it?   Of course, since Snape was currently very busy being dead, his body burned to ashes along with all the other Death Eaters, he didn't think that the greasy git would have time to make his life miserable next year.   Sitting down at his desk he opened the book and started reading, only to stop after about twenty minutes and start swearing profusely.   Why wasn't this book on the first year book list?   Every single question that Snape had asked him in the first potions class was covered within the first two chapters! 

Pushing aside his anger at the man, he was dead and Harry wasn't, so Harry figured he'd already won that particular contest, although he made a resolution to shag at least one of the Slytherin girls on that greasy prick's desk before he graduated!   A smirk crossed his face as he pictured Pansy Parkinson bent over the desk and holding her arse open, begging him to bugger her.   He'd do it and let Malfoy know, just to see the look on the ferret's face!

He tried to get back to reading, but it seemed that his imagination had different ideas, because every time he started focusing on the text, the picture of a different girl popped to the front of his mind, always naked, and eagerly doing whatever his perverted imagination suggested.   With a grin, he closed the book and got up from the desk.  Checking to see that his bedroom door was completely closed, he pushed the chair against it and moved over to his bed, the baggy trousers that he was wearing dropping to his ankles as he released the belt.    Laying down on his bed he stretched out and closed his eyes, his hand gripping his cock. 

Closing his eyes, he pictured Parvati smiling at him, dressed the way she was the night of the Yule Ball, her hand reaching for the jeweled broach that held her sari closed.  Then the cloth fell away, leaving her standing completely naked in front of him.   With an impish grin, she moved forward and they started kissing before she lowered herself to her knees and opened her mouth... 

With a loud bark, Hedwig announced her return, and Harry cursed, jerking his hand away and pulling up his pants! 

Glaring at his owl, who he would swear looked amused at him before sticking out her leg.   Harry stood up and removed the two (two?) letters that his familiar was carrying before shuffling over to the desk.

Opening the first letter, it was a fairly short letter from Padma, accepting his apology and thanking him for writing to her.  She also said that she was feeling a lot more understanding now that the true story of what he had been dealing with throughout the year had come out.    

Putting that letter to the side, he opened the one from Parvati and smiled slightly seeing that it was a great deal longer than her sister's.    The opening paragraph was very similar to Padma's, but then she went on to say that Harry owed her a good date to make up for the lousy one.   Since Harry was planning on something along those lines that wasn't going to be a problem, although his jaw dropped when her next line said that, if the date was good enough, she was going to thank him the way that she had been planning to thank him at Yule! Especially since he had done her and the rest of the school a favor by getting rid of Snape!    

Harry couldn't believe what she was implying, and really couldn't wait to meet her face to face again!  September was a long way away, and he really didn't want to wait that long.  But then he groaned, “Oh bugger!  Ask Sirius to let you have a birthday party when you move in and invite her and the other girls, you prat!”

Rummaging through his trunk, he found the mirror and tapped it, saying “Padfoot” in a clear voice.

A few seconds later the smiling face of his godfather appeared, “Hey kiddo!  Did Dobby get what you needed?”

“Sure did, but now I need to ask you for something.”

“What's that?  I'm probably going to say yes, but I could change my mind.” Sirius laughed, and Harry heard Moony yell “What mind?” in the background.

“Well, I was wondering if it would be possible to have a birthday party with some of my friends from Hogwarts the weekend after I move in?   Unless Dad and Mum had one for me when I was a baby, I haven't ever had a birthday party and I'd really like to experience one.”

Sirius briefly frowned, and Harry was sure he heard Moony cursing Dumbledore in the background.  Grinning again, Sirius agreed with the idea and asked Harry to send him a list of people he wanted to have invited.    Then his mangy mutt of a dogfather had to tease him, saying that he would be making a major impression on all the girls at the party, so they would need to go shopping for clothes before then! 

He wouldn't explain what he meant, only laughing and saying that it would be worth the wait, especially with the present that he and Moony had arranged!

Ending the call, Harry wrote out a list of who he would want at the party, and if there were more girls on the list than there were guys, well, he certainly wasn't going to complain.   He even included the Slytherin girls from his year, to see if things would improve with Snape gone.   Harry specifically stated that he didn't want Dumbledore or any of the other Professor's from the school invited, and if Dumbledore tried to show up, to give Dobby permission to eject him!     

He really didn't want any so-called 'responsible adults' at the party, considering he was planning to try and get at least one girl out of her knickers before the weekend was out, but there would really be no avoiding having Molly there.  Hopefully Moony and Padfoot would be able to keep her distracted if needed. 

Sending off the list with Hedwig, he noticed that it was nearly time for dinner and, unblocking his door, went down to the kitchen and rummaged around until he found a menu for the local Indian restaurant.   Checking that he had enough non-magical cash, he called in his order and relaxed, turning on the television in time to catch a repeat of Doctor Who. 

Later that night, his dreams were extremely enjoyable, featuring Parvati and her sister, and Pansy, and Cho Chang among several other girls on his list.  He didn't know where the woman's voice speaking in his ear, giving him directions on how to touch the girls was coming from, but the advice seemed to be useful as the girls all responded quite well to his touch.   Hoping that he would remember this when he woke up, Harry fell deeper into the dreams, to find yet another girl smiling at him.

End Chapter One