Unknown Prophecy (Ch. 47)(Exclusive)

( Every character in this story is a legal adult over the age of 18 )

Unknown Prophecy

Chapter 47

Platform Nine and Three Quarters was bustling with activity as the scarlet steam engine blew its horn, indicating it was almost time to leave. Harry already had his trunk on the train and was ready to go. He looked over at Emma, who was hugging Hermione. The sexy, older woman spotted him and blushed. Harry smiled and waved. He would definitely visit her again sometime soon.

Harry then spotted Molly and Ginny. It appeared that there was a bit of friction between them. Ginny didn’t hug her goodbye and dragged her trunk toward the train instead. Molly shot her a sour look but appeared pleased that the younger redhead was finally out of her hair. That was exactly what Harry wanted to see. The more he could fracture their relationship, the better it would be for him. The Weasley sons were all back, and it was clear that Ron was looking around for him. Thankfully, he wasn’t spotted. He looked around but didn’t see Narcissa. Earlier, he saw Draco entering the Platform by himself, and he went straight for the train. Draco wasn’t looking too good. His clothes weren’t as crisp as they usually were, and he was sporting a strange comb-over look instead of his usual slicked-back hairstyle. Harry snorted when he remembered that he had forced him to rip two clumps of his own hair out. The new look was likely to hide the matching pair of bald spots.

Further to the right, he saw the Greengrass women. Daphne and Astoria received farewell kisses on the cheek just before making their way inside the train. Close to them was Angelina Johnson. Her mother and father gave her a hug before she, too, dragged her trunk toward the train. If possible, she had become even sexier over the summer. Her jeans and long-sleeved shirt were both tight and displayed her large breasts and wide hips excellently. Harry made a mental note to spend more time with her this year. He might even try to find her on the train.

“Mr. Potter? I was wondering if I could bother you for an autograph?” a female voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned and saw a woman who appeared to be in her mid-thirties looking at him hopefully. She was holding a photo to her chest, though he could only see the plain white back of it. Harry smiled handsomely at the woman.

“Of course, Miss,” he answered pleasantly. She let out a shuddering breath and thrust the photo into his hand. Harry looked at the picture and discovered it was from one of the many newspaper articles about him. In the picture, he was striking a heroic pose. The woman thrust a self-inking quill into his hand.

“I’m Maddy,” she said with stars in her eyes.

“Pleasure to meet you,” Harry said as he put quill to paper. “To Maddy, Love Harry Potter,” Harry read out as he wrote it on the photo.

“Oh, my gosh!” the woman exclaimed, flustered. He smiled at her and handed her the photo.

“Here you go,” he said. She took the photo and pressed it lovingly to her chest.

“Thank you, Mr. Potter,” she said with a dazed look.

“Call me, Harry,” he told her. Her cheeks turned pinker than they already were, and she nodded silently, never taking her eyes off him. She was a fairly good-looking woman, and if he hadn’t been strapped for time, he might have made a move on her. Unfortunately, the train whistle hooted at that exact moment. “I’m afraid I have to go. Have a nice day, Maddy,” Harry said with a smile.

“You too, Mr. P… I mean, Harry,” she corrected herself, still hugging the photo.

With five minutes left until the last whistle, everyone rushed to get on the train. There was, of course, the customary pushing and shoving. There were plenty of yelps and curses as trunks banged into shins and ankles. A whole cacophony of “Hey, watch it!” and “Hurry up!” made Harry smile. It was good to be back. He spotted a harassed-looking Pansy Parkinson getting bumped and shoved aside as the crowd was herded onto the train. She looked more stressed than normal. Harry moved his way through the crowd, and no one had the guts to try to shove him out of the way. It was just the opposite, in fact. They made room for him as he came through. Pansy was dragging the back end of her trunk along the ground, struggling to get through. “Need some help?” he asked her from behind.

She looked over her shoulder, ready to hit back with a nasty comment when she spotted him. Her mouth closed for a second, and she looked like she was trying to decide whether to be civil or not. She shook her head. “I’ll manage,” she simply stated and tugged on her trunk again. It scraped loudly against the cobbled ground.

“Quit being silly and let me help,” he said, stepping up and hefting her heavy trunk into his arms. Pansy huffed and stood there with her hands on her hips.

“I don’t need your help, Potter,” she shot back. She was trying her best to look annoyed, but he could see she was relieved she didn’t have to lug that heavy trunk around anymore.

“Pansy?” he amusedly called out to her.

“What?” she snapped, tapping her foot against the ground.

“You’re holding up the line,” he said. Pansy looked over his shoulder and saw a large queue of annoyed people trying to get on the train before it left the station. Her cheeks burned pink in embarrassment. She huffed in annoyance and turned her back on him, walking up the steps and into the train. Harry shook his head and followed her onboard. Pansy continued on down the train, occasionally looking over her shoulder at him. Finally, she came upon a compartment of her liking. She slid the door open and walked in. Harry followed her in and found Daphne, Tracey, and Astoria inside. Harry smiled at the lovely ladies.

“Hey, girls!” he happily greeted them. Astoria blushed, but Daphne and Tracey greeted him kindly.

“Hi, Harry!” Tracey chirped while Daphne said, “Hello,” with a slight blush on her lovely cheeks. Harry lifted Pansy’s trunk and stowed it with the others on the top rack.

“Thanks, Potter … Now, get out,” Pansy said with only the slightest amount of venom.

“Knock it off, Pansy,” Daphne told her. Harry just chuckled good-naturedly.

“Bye, ladies. Daph … Tracey … I’ll certainly be seeing you again soon,” he salaciously said with a wink. Both girls peeked at each other and blushed. They knew exactly what that meant. Harry exited through the door, leaving the girls alone. Daphne turned to Pansy.

“You shouldn’t talk to him like that,” she chastised her. Pansy looked at her, none too impressed.

“Why? Because he’s the great and powerful Harry Potter?” she sneered and looked down at her lap. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her skirt. “He can get stuffed with the rest of them.”

The last few weeks of summer had been especially bad for the Parkinson women. Her father had suddenly disappeared, and no one knew where he had gone. While he would never be considered a kind man, he was still the head of their house and provided a layer of protection they sorely needed. Of course, he was the reason why they needed the protection. Pansy’s father had always been a brutal man, and he made enemies everywhere he went. With him out of the picture, she and her mother were ripe for the picking.

Where he had gone, they had no idea. They woke up one morning and found him gone. That was a normal occurrence and didn’t necessitate a second thought. He often disappeared for days at a time without explaining where he was going or what he was going to do. However, it was concerning when he didn’t return home after a week. As more days passed, they began to get worried. Neither of them held any real love for the man and couldn’t care less if he never bothered them again. The only problem was the hatred he had earned from many in the magical community. They would like nothing more than to completely snuff out the Parkinson name. This greatly worried her mother, and Pansy couldn’t lie … it worried her as well.

There was another problem that Pansy didn’t like to think about … their money situation. Her father kept a decent amount of gold in the bank, but most of it was hidden in various stashes and safehouses, and her mother had no idea where they were. They had enough gold to last a while if they watched their spending. At this point, they had no idea if he had taken the gold and disappeared or ended up in an early grave. There was no way to know, and her mother was dead set against getting the Ministry involved. That would only bring more heat on them. All in all, they were in a bad situation.

“No. He has the gold and influence to cause a lot of problems for you. Haven’t you noticed that almost all Slytherins try to avoid him whenever possible?” Daphne informed her. Tracey nodded while Astoria listened intently. Pansy snorted in response.

“Who cares?” she said, not in the mood to placate Potter’s delicate sensibilities. “Besides, I always hear Draco making threats about him.”

“Yeah, but do you ever hear him say it to Potter’s face? And I don’t know if you’ve noticed or not, but Malfoy is having a very rough time of it. My mum’s friend saw him coming out of the secondhand shop a few days ago. He had his hood up and was trying to hide his face, but there was no doubt it was him,” Daphne told her.

“I saw him when he came through the wall. He was definitely wearing clothes from last year,” Tracey laid out the juicy gossip. “I can tell they were magically enlarged, but whoever did it didn’t do a very good job. The cuffs of his sleeves and trousers were uneven and a little crooked. His hair also looked really weird, like he had cut his own hair,” she added.

Pansy didn’t like the sound of this. Her plan was to hitch her wagon to Draco’s and hope that a romance ensued. If things went correctly, she might even have the chance to marry him after graduation. Pansy definitely didn’t want to have to get a job like some commoner, and she figured she would have a good shot to live off Draco’s money now that Astoria’s contract had been nullified. Pansy didn’t know the particulars, but her mother guessed that the Greengrasses had to shell out a small fortune to make that happen. Hearing that Draco was now in financial trouble was like a blow to her gut.

“I noticed his mum wasn’t with him either,” Tracey said. “I heard they had some kind of falling out.”

“Mum and I saw Narcissa at Diagon Alley the other day,” Astoria piped in. The girls all looked at her, waiting to hear more. “She was spending a lot of gold. Malfoy wasn’t with her, and I don’t think she was buying anything for him.”

“Why do you say that?” Pansy asked, hoping that maybe the Malfoys did have some gold saved.

“Just a hunch … Unless Malfoy likes wine, lingerie, and silk stockings,” she giggled.

“Looks like Narcissa found herself a sponsor,” Tracey concluded and giggled as well.

Pansy flushed red as they giggled. She was guilty of trying to do the exact same thing with Narcissa’s son. It seemed Narcissa had succeeded while Pansy had failed before she even got to try. Once she got to the Slytherin Common Room, she would study Draco and conclude for herself if there was any merit to their gossip.

Unknown Prophecy

After leaving their compartment, he went down the train looking for Hermione. He found her sitting with a few other girls. Harry tapped on the glass, and they turned to look at him. All of them blushed while Hermione smiled and stood up. She exited their compartment and met him outside. He had visited her a few days ago, so there was no need for any teary-eyed reunion.

“I’m going to be visiting different compartments throughout the trip, so I’ll meet up with you at the Sorting Ceremony,” he told her. Hermione smiled and nodded with a look of complete adoration.

“Okay, Harry. I’ll see you then,” she said without question. He ushered Hermione back into her compartment and moved further down the train. On the way, he found Cho Chang and her friend Marietta inside a compartment. As he looked through the glass window, they spotted him. Harry smiled at them and waved. Cho blushed madly and shyly waved back. Marietta didn’t wave back, but she did blush as well. She lowered her eyes in embarrassment but peeked up at him several times before he left. He would make sure to keep that in mind when he visited them in the future.

The next compartment he came upon had the Weasley twins, Lee Jordan, and Ron inside. Ron was looking out the window and didn’t see him. Harry quickly passed them by. The first compartment in the next car belonged to Ginny and Luna Lovegood. Harry didn’t bother knocking, choosing instead to enter uninvited. They looked up, and Ginny’s eyes filled with excitement. “Harry!” she gasped excitedly and stood up.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and rubbed the side of her head against his chest, practically purring as she did. As much as he enjoyed toying with the cute redhead, he didn’t want her thinking he was in love or that she was his one and only. He rubbed her back and pried her arms from his waist. Ginny didn’t seem to notice or care. She was looking up at him with a mixture of love and lust. Luna was looking up at him as well, and she was just as strange as she had always been. She wore a yellow t-shirt with a large banana printed on the front. Her skirt was pale pink, puffy, and reached just above her knees. Purple knee socks covered her legs, and brown shoes finished the wacky ensemble. He would have laughed at her strange getup, but he actually liked Luna. She had always been kind to him and had never turned against him.

“Ginny, why don’t you introduce me to your friend?” Harry said, smiling down at her. Luna’s lips were slightly parted, and she stared at him with her strange, silvery eyes.

“Oh … Uh, yeah,” Ginny said, regaining her composure. “This is Luna Lovegood. Luna, this is Harry Potter,” she introduced them.

“I know,” Luna answered. “You told me all about him like a hundred times already … remember? Are you going to suck his penis again?” Luna asked without a second thought. This time, Harry couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Luna!” Ginny squealed in embarrassment. Her face turned tomato red, and she turned to Harry, looking utterly mortified.

“What?” Luna asked innocently. “You told me how much you love to suck it. You said you wished you could suck on it all day long,” she stated as a matter of fact. “I wouldn’t mind, you know. I’d like to watch. I’ve never seen one before,” Luna continued with her craziness while checking out his crotch. Ginny was dying from embarrassment. She turned to Harry, pleading for his understanding.

“I’m so sorry, Harry. Luna is a bit … well …”

“Eccentric?” Harry asked with a smile. Ginny nodded, relieved he understood.

“That’s okay,” Harry said, smiling at Luna. “I think it’s refreshing to hear the unfettered truth.” Luna smiled cutely at him and beamed with happiness.

“I guess,” Ginny said slowly, not liking how Luna was looking at him. She had to admit that she was feeling a little jealous before realizing how to secure her place at Harry’s side. “Uh … Harry?” she grabbed his attention. “What Luna said … I can if you want,” she told him.

“Can what?” Harry asked as he looked over to her. Ginny’s cheeks were burning, but she kept her voice from shaking.

“You know … suck it. If you want me to,” she quickly added. Her heart was thumping loudly in her chest, hoping he would accept her invitation. She wanted to prove to Harry that she would do anything for him. At the same time, she wanted to prove to Luna that she was the one who belonged with Harry. Luna would have to sit there and watch her please her man.

“Do you want to?” he asked her. Ginny silently nodded, hiding how embarrassed she was feeling. She gasped when Harry unbuckled his trousers and pulled them and his boxers past his knees. Ginny unapologetically stared at his soft cock as he sat down next to Luna. She noticed that Luna was eagerly staring at it as well. “Pull down the shade and lock the door,” Harry told her.

Ginny excitedly did as he requested. She went to the sliding door, lowered the privacy shade covering the window, and locked the door to keep anyone from coming in. When she turned around, her mouth fell open. Luna was fondling his soft cock like she owned it.

“It’s so soft and squishy,” she said in amazement. Ginny quickly became annoyed with her friend.

“Luna, what are you doing?!” she practically squealed. Luna looked up at her with confusion.

“I’m touching his penis. You said it was hard,” Luna told her. Ginny huffed and stomped over to them.

“You’re not supposed to be touching it. I am,” she said with her hands on her hips. “And it gets hard when you suck on it,” she explained.

“Oh,” Luna said and blinked a few times. “Okay.”

Luna turned her body so she was sideways and on all fours on the bench seat. She then lowered her head and immediately wrapped her lips around his soft cock. It was obvious she had no experience sucking cock. She wasn’t even bobbing her head. Instead, she was sucking it like it was a particularly delicious lollipop. Ginny could believe her eyes. ‘The nerve of that girl!’ she internally fumed as she watched Luna suck him off. The worst part was that Harry wasn’t telling her to stop. He actually hummed in delight and leaned back in the seat. Luna then let it fall from her lips before looking at her. Luna’s cheeks were flushed pink.

“You’re right! It’s already getting harder,” she happily stated before dropping her head and taking him back into her mouth. Ginny just stood there completely perplexed while listening to the sucking sounds filling the room. She looked at Harry, pleading with her eyes.

“Harry,” she whined. “It’s supposed to be me doing that!” she said, petulantly crossing her arms over her chest.

“No one’s stopping you,” Harry smiled at her. “Get down here and show her how it’s done,” he said. Ginny instantly made up her mind. She would. She would blow him so hard that he would cum in her mouth. Then, she would drink it all up and show Luna who was boss. To make it even more enticing for him, Ginny pulled her t-shirt over her head and tossed it on the ground. Reaching behind her back, she unclipped her bra and let her tits bounce free. It thrilled her that Harry was staring at them. Her nipples crinkled and hardened under his gaze. Meanwhile, Luna was still slurping on his cock. She moved between Harry’s legs and dropped to her knees.

“Move aside,” she said, pushing Luna’s head out of the way. “It’s my turn. Watch and learn,” she said with confidence. Ginny stared at Harry’s cock for only a second before lowering her head. She didn’t care that it was covered in Luna’s saliva. She was here to prove she was the better girl. She took it into her mouth and began bobbing her head like there was no tomorrow.

“Wow! Look at her go,” Luna said in a hushed voice as she watched Ginny slobber all over him. “Looks like I’ve got a lot to learn,” Luna agreed, sitting on her heels.

“Don’t worry. You can practice with me any time you want,” Harry promised her. Luna turned her wide eyes on him.

“I can?” she asked, sounding hopeful.

“Of course. That’s what friends are for,” Harry smiled. Luna smiled back, happiness radiating from her cute face. Ginny gagged on his cock, and Luna looked back down at her. She stared at Ginny and saw her naked tits bouncing around.

“Was I supposed to take my shirt off before I started sucking on you? I didn’t know,” Luna asked apologetically and began pulling her shirt over her head. She tossed it on top of Ginny’s and quickly removed her bra.

“It was an innocent mistake,” Harry said as her pale breasts came into view. Her light pink nipples were incredibly stiff, and Luna did nothing to hide that fact. She moved her long blonde hair from her chest to give him an unobstructed view of her assets.

“What should I do now?” Luna asked, looking down at Ginny who was still attacking his cock. It didn’t look like she was going to let Luna have another try any time soon. Luna thought that Ginny looked slightly possessed. Ginny pulled off his cock, pressed her cheek against the underside, and pinned it to his belly. She then closed her eyes and hummed delightedly with a pleased smile on her face while she nuzzled his cock with her cheek.

“Don’t mind her,” Harry said amusedly as he spotted Luna looking down at Ginny, who was acting like a total slut. “She may have a wrackspurt infestation,” he explained, smiling gently. Luna gasped and slowly nodded.

“I think you might be right,” she replied and began swatting at the air over Ginny’s head. Harry chuckled and let Luna be Luna. After a moment, she turned her eyes on him and said, “They’re not going away.” Harry shrugged.

“Sometimes ignorance is bliss.”

“I suppose,” Luna said, looking down at Ginny, who was now laying romantic kisses all along his shaft. She then shivered and began rubbing her arms. Harry could see goosebumps break out on her delicate porcelain skin.

“Are you cold?” Harry asked, checking out her breasts. With her arms pulled in close, it made her breasts press together.

“A little,” Luna confessed, rubbing her biceps.

“Kick off your shoes and come closer,” Harry told her. Luna acted without question. Her shoes thumped to the floor of the compartment, and she scooted closer to him. Harry lifted his arm up to let her snuggle underneath. He felt her perky tits and hard nipples rub against his side as she pressed her body to his. “Is that better?” he asked, placing his hand on her thigh.

“Yeah. I’m much warmer now. Thanks,” Luna chirped and squirmed against him. She watched Ginny, who was now bobbing her head. She was taking half of his cock down her throat, and her lips were wrapped tightly around it. Harry could feel the flat of her tongue sliding along his length. It felt really good, and he moaned when he was getting close to release. Ginny’s face was all red, and her hair had gotten super messy. Luna couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of her disheveled appearance. This made Ginny pull off of his cock and look up. Her hand was still around the shaft and immediately began pumping. Harry had taught her well.

“What’s so funny? I … EEK!” she squealed when a hot shot of cum erupted from the tip and hit her face, some of it flying up her nostrils. Ginny flinched back, and another shot hit her square in the forehead. “Ow, ow, ow!” she hissed as a little bit of cum got in her eyes. Ginny tried to scoot back further but ended up falling over onto her side with a loud thump.

“Is that how it’s supposed to be done?” Luna asked him in confusion. “It seems a bit painful, to be honest.” Harry could help but laugh softly at Ginny’s predicament and Luna’s reaction to it.

“No, I don’t think so. She did a good job with the sucking, but she didn’t quite stick the landing,” Harry amusedly told her, his eyes twinkling with mirth.

“Oh … good, because I’d prefer not to get it in my eyes,” she explained before looking down at Ginny, who was just now pushing herself back to her knees. “I guess we both still have a lot to learn,” she told her friend. Ginny looked sourly at Luna while wiping the cum from her face. “Maybe we can learn together?” Luna suggested before turning to Harry, who was caressing the soft, smooth skin of her inner thigh. “Can I have my turn now?” she asked hopefully.

“Go for it,” Harry said with a smile. Luna squealed in delight and jumped from the seat. She settled between his legs and instantly began sucking, doing her best to copy Ginny’s technique.

Ginny dropped down onto the seat next to him and crossed her arms over her chest. Harry felt slightly bad for the poor girl. She worked hard and definitely deserved a reward. Harry waved his hand, and the cum stains on her face vanished. “Thanks,” she sighed and continued to watch Luna service his cock.

He then reached over and unbuttoned her jeans. Ginny looked at him and blushed but didn’t stop him. He pulled her body close to his and shoved his hand down her jeans and panties. Ginny gasped loudly.

‘Okay … Maybe this didn’t turn out so bad after all,’ she thought as his fingers found her wet slit. Their small compartment was filled with the sounds of Luna sucking and Ginny moaning as he pleasured them all the way to Hogwarts.