Chapter 14

As the first rays of sunlight break over the horizon, casting an early morning glow over the sprawling grounds of Hogwarts, you make your way to the Quidditch pitch. The chance to further cement your hold on Rose Potter bolsters your mood. Your footsteps echo across the grass, each step bringing you closer to your ultimate goal.

The pitch stands empty and silent, the only sound being the rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze. But your keen eyes catch a flash of red on the far side - Rose, already here, warming up for what promises to be an intense match. She catches your eye, the flash of emotions across her face a complex jumble of apprehension and expectation, and unmistakable arousal.

"Back again," she calls out, her voice still husky with morning sleepiness. The remnants of yesterday's encounter hang in the air between you, an unspoken tension that crackles with possibility.

As you approach Rose, the intensity of the moment between you is undeniable. The cool morning air does little to mask the heat that seems to radiate from her body, a physical manifestation of the arousal that threatens to consume her. Her green eyes, now wide and searching, lock onto yours as you draw near. You can see the rapid rise and fall of her chest, the quickening of her breath as you step closer, close enough that you can smell the sharp tang of arousal that clings to her skin like a second skin.

"When I win today," you state, your voice steady and assured, "I'll have your ass bouncing on my cock." The crude declaration hangs in the air between you, a promise that is both thrilling and terrifying in its intensity. Rose's body shivers in response, a visible tremor running through her athletic frame.

Rose's lips curl into a defiant smirk, her green eyes flashing with the fire that you've seen in her before. "Is that so?" she challenges, sarcasm dripping from her words. "Because I think I remember something about you running naked around the pitch last time we had a challenge."

Her smirk widens, a mischievous glint entering her eye. "Maybe if I win, you'll be the one with a sore arse." The bravado in her words is tempered by a slight tremor, betraying her unease. Despite her bold facade, you can sense the effect your earlier words have had on her, the way her body betrays its arousal.

Kreacher, the house elf, appears at your side, a tray of steaming tea and toast in his gnarled hands. The sweet aroma of the tea mingles with the earthy smell of the morning, and you imagine you can smell the potion that you've added to Rose's cup even though you know it has no such identifiers. You gesture towards the refreshments, your face a mask of concern that doesn't quite reach your eyes. "Why don't you have something to eat, Rose? You'll need your energy for our little challenge."

Rose regards the offered tea and toast suspiciously, her brow furrowing as she tries to decipher your intentions. The silence between you is heavy with tension, the unspoken power dynamic hanging in the air like a physical presence. Her green eyes dart from the tray to your face, searching for any sign of deceit, but finding only an innocuous smile in return. You take a sip of your own tea. "Come now, Rose. I assure you, it's perfectly safe." Your words, laced with a subtle persuasion that stems from years of practice and the influence of the previous potion dose coursing through her system, eventually win her over. With a small sigh, she reaches for the cup of tea, her fingers making brief contact with yours as she takes it from the tray.

As Rose raises the cup to her lips, you can almost see the moment of hesitation, the internal struggle between her desire to maintain her strength and the growing need to submit to your will. The potion works its magic, amplifying her submissive tendencies and clouding her judgment. She takes a tentative sip of the tea, then another, the liquid disappearing steadily from the cup. Her movements become more fluid, her shoulders relaxing as the first effects of the potion set in.

"Feeling better already?"

With the subtle effects of the potion already coursing through her system, Rose's hand moves towards her mouth almost of its own accord. As she raises the cup to her lips, you give her one final instruction: "Drain it." The command is soft, but it carries an underlying authority that makes Rose's body respond instinctively.

Rose tilts her head back, the liquid disappearing into her mouth. The potion works quickly, intensifying the arousal that has been simmering inside her since your last encounter. As the final drops fall, Rose feels the world spinning around her, her mind clouding with an intense need.

Kreacher silently removes the remnants of the tea and toast, leaving Rose and you alone on the pitch. The morning sun bathes the scene in a golden glow, a stark contrast to the dark desires that lurk beneath. Rose's eyes dart around, her movements uncoordinated as the potion takes hold. Her usual quick reflexes and sharp focus are replaced by a dreamy haze, her body already beginning to crave more of your corrupting influence.

"Shall we begin?" you suggest, your voice dripping with dark intent. You can see the internal struggle on Rose's face, her Gryffindor pride warring with the growing need to submit. Despite her confusion, she manages to nod, her competitive spirit still fighting against the potion's effects. As she reaches for her broom, her hands shake slightly, betraying her state of mind. The game is about to begin, but it's clear that Rose is at a severe disadvantage.

The challenge unfolds with Rose's skills severely hampered by the effects of the potion coursing through her system. Her usually razor-sharp focus is clouded, her movements sluggish and uncoordinated. The potent concoction that you created has woven its magic, turning the fierce Gryffindor into a pliant, obedient toy for your pleasure.

You catch the Snitch effortlessly, the tiny golden ball seeming to float towards you as Rose struggles to maintain control of her broom. Her usual agility and precision are nowhere to be seen, replaced by jerky movements and a vacant expression. The potion has done its work well, stripping away her defenses and leaving her **** to your will. As you dismount your broom, you can see the confusion and frustration etched on Rose's face, her body trembling slightly as the full effects of the potion take hold.

As you pull her close, she yields to you without resistance, her athletic frame now pliant against yours. The proud Gryffindor tomboy has been reduced to a quivering mess of need, her mind clouded by the dark magic of your corruption.

"Time to pay up, my little anal slut," you whisper, your breath hot against her ear. The crude words, so at odds with the gentle way you're holding her, elicit a visible shudder from Rose. Her green eyes, once so full of fire and defiance, now hold a look of submissive longing. She knows what's coming, and despite the part of her that rails against it, she can't deny the intense arousal that courses through her body like liquid fire.

You sweep Rose into your arms, her lithe body fitting perfectly against your chest in a traditional princess carry. Her head rests on your shoulder, her face hidden from view as you carry her across the Quidditch pitch. The potion has done its work well, rendering her compliant and yielding in your arms.

As you approach the changing rooms, Rose's body tenses slightly, her muscles rigid beneath your touch. But even this small show of resistance quickly fades as the potion asserts its control once more. Her breathing slows, becoming deeper and more rhythmic as you near your destination. With a gentle kick, you push open the door to the empty changing rooms, carrying your prize inside.

You gently set Rose down in the locker room, her body quivering slightly as she adjusts to being on her feet. The potion has stripped away some of her usual coordination, leaving her unsteady and ****. Your hands move purposefully, working to remove her Quidditch robes. The fabric falls away, revealing her athletic frame clad only in a sports bra and spats.

Rose's green eyes, now glazed with the effects of the potion, watch you intently. She makes no move to stop you, her body betraying her true desire despite her earlier resistance. The potion has amplified any submissive tendencies, making her eager to please even as her mind struggles to process what's happening.

Rose's sports bra falls away first, revealing her small but perfectly formed breasts. The cool air causes her nipples to harden, a physical manifestation of her arousal that betrays her even as she tries to maintain some semblance of control. The spats follow, leaving her completely bare before you. Her body, usually so confident and self-assured, now trembles slightly under your gaze, **** and exposed.

You then turn your attention to your own attire, stripping away your robes with deliberate slowness. Rose's eyes track your movements, her pupils dilating as she drinks in the sight of your naked form. The potion has heightened her senses, making every touch, every look, every breath feel more intense. You can see the conflict in her eyes, her usual determination warring with the growing need to submit that the potion has instilled in her.

Rose's eyes flicker to your cock, already hard and ready for her. The potion has taken hold, her resistance fading under its influence. At your command, she sinks to her knees before you, her hands reaching up to touch your thighs. Her tongue darts out, moistening her lips as she prepares to fulfill your demand.

"Show me how badly you want it," you tell her, your hand guiding her head closer to your throbbing cock. Rose opens her mouth, taking the tip of your cock between her lips. Her inexperienced movements are evident at first, but the potion works quickly, her movements becoming more confident as she grows more aroused by the taste of you. Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock, exploring every contour and crevice as she slowly takes more of you into her mouth. She moans softly around your cock, the vibrations sending pleasure coursing through your body. Her hands grip your thighs tightly, her nails digging into your skin as she works to please you. The sight of Rose Potter, once so proud and defiant, now kneeling before you with your cock in her mouth, is intoxicating. The potion has done its work well, transforming her into a willing, even eager, participant in your corruption.

As she deepens her strokes, taking more of you into her mouth, her movements become more frenzied. The potion is working its magic, turning every touch into a source of intense pleasure for her. You can feel her arousal growing, her breaths coming in short gasps around your cock. Your hand tightens in her hair, guiding her movements as you near your climax. Rose's eyes, now clouded with lust and submission, look up at you, silently begging for your release.

Your grip on Rose's hair tightens as you feel your orgasm approaching. Her inexperienced movements and the potent effects of the potion have pushed you to the edge. With a low growl, you thrust deeper into her mouth, cumming hard. Thick ropes of semen flood her mouth, the salty fluid filling her until it threatens to spill over. Her eyes go wide, shocked by the sheer volume of your release.

Rose struggles to swallow, her throat working overtime to contain your load. Some escapes, dribbling down her chin and onto her breasts. She coughs slightly, gasping for air around your cock. The taste overwhelms her, a potent reminder of your dominance. Yet even as she struggles, her body responds to the stimulation, her pussy weeping with need. The potion has amplified every sensation, turning even this act of submission into a source of intense arousal for her.

As you withdraw from Rose's mouth, a string of saliva and cum connects your cock to her swollen lips. She looks up at you, her green eyes glazed over due to the potent effects of the potion. Her tongue darts out, savouring the taste of your release before swallowing once more. A faint moan escapes her, the sound husky with arousal that the potion has intensified.

Rose's chest rises and falls with quick, shallow breaths, her body trembling slightly. The potion has amplified every nerve ending, making each movement feel electric and intensely pleasurable. Despite her inexperience, she has clearly enjoyed pleasuring you, a fact that is evident in the way her face flushes red, embarrassment and lust swirling together on her face. Her pussy clenches rhythmically, **** for attention as her arousal builds to a fever pitch.

You lift Rose effortlessly, her body light in your arms. She gasps as you turn her around, positioning her with her hands flat against the cold stone wall of the changing room. Her breathing quickens, nervousness and arousal evident in every ragged inhale. The potion has stripped away her usual bravado, leaving her **** and pliant in your hands.

As you angle her hips back, presenting her ass to you, Rose's head drops forward. Her muscles quiver, the position both exposing and submissive. She moans softly, a sound that carries need and apprehension.

You press the head of your cock against Rose's tight asshole, the sensitive muscle quivering at the intrusion. A sharp gasp escapes her as you start to push in, her body tensing at the unfamiliar stretch. The potion has heightened every sensation, making the initial breach almost overwhelming for her inexperienced body.

Rose's fingers curl against the stone wall, her nails scratching lightly as she tries to anchor herself. Her back arches slightly, pushing her ass further towards you even as her body instinctively resists the invasion. A muffled moan fills the air, a sound of pain and pleasure intertwined as you slowly but surely breach her anal virginity.

Rose's body shudders as you slowly push deeper into her ass, every inch an exercise in erotic torment. The tight muscle envelops you, squeezing you tighter than anything has before. Her back arches further, a low keening sound escaping her throat as you continue your penetration.

"More," she gasps out, her breath coming in short pants. The word surprises even her, but the potion has stripped away her inhibitions, leaving only raw need and submission in its wake. Her hands slide down the wall as her knees buckle slightly, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation.

You sink the final few inches into Rose's tight asshole, feeling her muscle clamp down around you like a vice. Her body shakes violently, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation. The potion is making this moment of deep penetration almost too much for her to bear.

Rose's breath comes in short, sharp gasps, her chest heaving against the wall as she tries to process the feeling of being so completely filled. Her pussy clenches rhythmically, betraying her intense arousal despite the discomfort. Tears prick at the corners of her face, emotion and sensation threatening to overwhelm her.

"Please," she whispers, the sound barely audible. Whether it's a plea for mercy or a **** request for more is unclear, even to her. Her body trembles, poised on the edge of something intense, as you rest fully sheathed inside her tight, virginal ass.

You draw back slowly, allowing Rose to adjust to the stretch of your cock in her ass. Then, without warning, you slam back in, setting a punishing pace that quickly pushes her over the edge. Her body arches, a scream of ecstasy tearing from her throat as her orgasm crashes over her.

The tight muscle of her ass clenches rhythmically around your cock, milking you as Rose comes undone. Tears stream down her face, her body shaking with the intensity of her climax. The potion has amplified every sensation, turning what was initially pain into waves of pleasure that threaten to consume her completely. Her pussy gushes, soaking the floor beneath her as her orgasm reaches its peak. She thrashes against you, overwhelmed by the intensity of her anal orgasm.

You maintain your relentless pace, hammering into Rose's newly breached ass without mercy. Her body quivers and spasms under the ****, her muscles straining as she struggles to keep herself upright against the wall. Each thrust pushes her closer to another climax, her cries growing louder as the pleasure builds to almost unbearable levels.

Rose's pussy gushes again, a steady stream of arousal soaking the floor as her body responds to the intense anal stimulation. The potion has heightened every nerve ending, turning even the slightest touch into a source of exquisite pleasure. Her hands scrabble at the wall, leaving small scratches in the stone as she comes undone once more. Her screams echo through the empty changing rooms, a primal expression of her overwhelming pleasure. You continue your relentless **** on Rose's ass, every thrust pushing her further into ecstasy. Her body shakes violently, overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations coursing through her. The potion has stripped away her usual restraint, leaving only raw, unbridled need in its wake.

As you near your own climax, Rose's moans reach a fever pitch. Her muscles clamp down around you, drawing you deeper into her tight ass as she approaches another orgasm. The tight heat of her virgin ass and the intensity of the moment prove too much for you to bear. With a final, deep thrust, you bury yourself to the hilt inside her, your cock pulsing as you release another thick load of cum deep into her anal cavity. Rose's body convulses violently, her muscles spasming as she's hit with a massive orgasm of her own, tears and moans of pleasure flowing freely as the intensity overwhelms her completely.

You stumble back onto the bench, your legs giving out from the intensity of your orgasm. Rose tumbles with you, her body falling backwards as she lands in your lap, still impaled on your cock. The sudden movement sends fresh waves of intense pleasure through her ass.

Rose gasps, her head lolling back against your shoulder as the new angle of penetration hits nerve endings she never knew existed. Her muscles spasm around your cock, milking the last drops of your cum from your balls. Despite her exhaustion, she can't help rocking back and forth slightly, chasing the pleasure that threatens to overwhelm her.

Your hands trail over Rose's quivering body, exploring every curve and contour. Your fingers brush against her sensitive breasts, causing her to gasp and arch into your touch. You trace a path down her stomach, reaching between her legs to tease her clit as she rocks back and forth on your cock.

"Such a good little anal slut," you whisper in her ear, the crude words sending shivers through her body. The potion has stripped away her usual pride, leaving her **** for your approval. She moans at the degrading words, her movements becoming more frantic as she chases her next orgasm. Your fingers work her pussy in time with her movements, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

Rose's hands clutch at your thighs, her nails digging into your skin as pleasure overwhelms her. Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps, each one punctuated by a **** moan.

You ask Rose if she would help you **** her sisters to test the control of the potion. Rose's movements slow as your words penetrate the haze of pleasure surrounding her. Her green eyes, still clouded by the potion's effects, meet yours with a mixture of confusion and growing horror. Despite the intense arousal still coursing through her body, doubt crosses her face.

"Iris and Jasmine?" she asks, speaking as if coming back to herself for the first time since drinking the potion. Even under the influence of the corrupting magic, her sisterly love still exists, warring with the submissive desires that have been implanted in her. Rose's body tenses, conflicting emotions battling for control. Her muscles clamp down around your cock, causing you both to gasp as she processes your request.

Rose's eyes glaze over, the potion's influence finally overwhelming her last vestiges of resistance. Her muscles relax, and a look of calm acceptance spreads across her face as she submits to your will. "Yes," she whispers, the sound almost inaudible. "I'll help."

Her body quivers slightly, but it's no longer from arousal alone. The realization of what she's agreed to is sinking in, even through the haze of the potion. Rose's hands, still clutching your thighs, loosen their grip. She's quiet, the only sound her breathing and the soft whimpers that escape her throat.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you to do that. Iris and Jasmine are already mine." You tell her.

Rose's body relaxes visibly at your words, a mix of relief and realization crossing her face. Her muscles release their tension around your cock, which is still buried deep in her ass. "They're already yours?" she asks, wonder and curiosity evident in her words despite the potion's influence.

Her hands move from your thighs to your arms, seeking comfort and reassurance in your touch. Even as her mind processes this new information, her body continues its gentle rocking motion, chasing the pleasure that still courses through her system. The potion has amplified every sensation, making even this conversation intensely erotic for her. "What did you do to them?" she asks, her words laced with lust at the thought of what you've done to her sisters.

Rose listens intently as you describe what you've done to her sisters, her body responding intensely to every word. Her face shows a complex array of emotions - shock, arousal, and growing acceptance.

As you finish your explanation, Rose lets out a soft moan, her body quivering with need. The knowledge that her sisters are just as corrupted as she is overwhelms her, pushing her closer to the edge of another orgasm. "Iris and Jasmine," she whispers, her voice thick with lust. "They're sluts for you, just like me." The words seem to trigger something in her, her muscles clenching around your cock as she nears another climax. You can feel Rose's body tensing around you, her muscles clenching and releasing in rhythmic pulses as she struggles to maintain control. The potion has amplified every sensation, turning even this moment of vulnerability into a source of intense pleasure for her. Her breathing quickens, shallow gasps escaping her lips as she chases her next orgasm.

"I'm your slut," she moans, the words spilling from her mouth in a husky whisper. "Just like Iris and Jasmine." Her hips rock back and forth more insistently now, grinding her ass against your cock as she seeks release. The knowledge of her sisters' corruption seems to have triggered something deep within her, pushing her further into the depths of submission. "Please," she begs, her green eyes locked on yours, pleading for permission to come again. "Let me cum for you, Draco."

At your permission, Rose's body explodes into orgasmic pleasure. Her muscles clamp down around your cock, squeezing you tightly as waves of intense sensation wash over her. Her scream of ecstasy echoes through the empty changing rooms, a primal release of all the pent-up arousal and newfound submission. Her pussy gushes, soaking the floor beneath her as her climax reaches its peak.

Rose's body convulses in your arms, her movements becoming erratic as the orgasm overwhelms her. Emotion and pleasure intertwine as she loses herself completely in the moment. The potion has amplified every sensation, turning this orgasm into an almost transcendent experience for her. As the waves of pleasure subside, Rose collapses back against your chest, her body shaking with aftershocks.

You lift Rose effortlessly, twisting her around, as her legs wrap around your waist as you stand. Your cock, still buried deep in her ass, is slick with the remnants of your previous encounters. She clings to you tightly, her arms wrapping around your neck as you carry her towards the showers. The movement causes your cock to shift inside her, drawing a soft moan from her throat.

Rose's body quivers against yours, still sensitive from her recent orgasm. As you walk, your cock slips out from inside her, sending fresh waves of pleasure through her system. The potion has heightened every nerve ending, making even this simple action intensely erotic for her. Water starts running, steam quickly filling the shower area. The sound of rushing water mingles with Rose's soft gasps and moans as you carry her towards the shower.

You carry Rose under the warm spray of the shower, her body relaxing into yours as the water cascades over you both. Your hands roam her curves as you clean her, tracing the contours of her breasts, the swell of her hips, and the planes of her abdomen. Every touch draws a soft gasp or moan from her lips.

Rose tilts her head back, letting the water soak her short red hair. She opens her mouth slightly, allowing some water to enter. Her green eyes meet yours, clouded with lust and submission even as she savors the taste of water. Your lips find hers in a passionate kiss, tongues intertwining as you deepen the embrace. Your hands cup her breasts, thumbs circling her hardened nipples. She arches into your touch, her body craving more contact.

The steam from the shower surrounds you both, creating an intimate atmosphere that heightens every touch.

You continue washing Rose thoroughly, your touch remaining gentle and attentive. The shower water cascades over both of you, rinsing away the evidence of your earlier encounter. Rose's body responds to your touch, small shivers coursing through her as you clean every inch of her skin.

As you finish up, Rose lifts her head from where it had fallen against your shoulder. Her green eyes, now clearer than before, meet yours. There's still arousal evident in their depths, but also a growing awareness of what has transpired. She doesn't speak, instead choosing to simply watch you as you turn off the shower. Water drips from both your bodies as you step out into the cool air of the changing room. The silence between you is heavy with unspoken thoughts and emotions, a stark contrast to the passionate intensity that had driven you both earlier.

You speak in a low, seductive tone, "I want you to meet me tomorrow evening on the seventh floor." Rose looks up at you, her eyes wide with anticipation. Her lips part slightly as she takes in your words. "Iris and Jasmine will be there too," you continue, noting how her cheeks flush at the mention of her sisters. "They'll watch as you lose your virginity to me."

Rose's body shivers, her nipples hardening at your explicit declaration. Despite the shock and embarrassment evident on her face, there's also a trace of excitement in her eyes. Her lips tremble slightly as she tries to form a response, but all that escapes is a soft, almost inaudible, "Okay."

Your hands grip Rose's hips, drawing her closer. Her body yields to your pull, her green eyes fluttering shut as she meets your kiss. Your lips press against hers, a tender yet insistent pressure that deepens into something more passionate.

Rose's breath catches in her throat as she succumbs to the kiss. Her arms twine around your neck, her fingers threading through your hair as she draws herself nearer.

You break the kiss, your lips parting from Rose's as you both begin to dress. The atmosphere in the changing room is thick with unspoken tension and the remnants of your recent encounter. Rose's hands tremble slightly as she pulls on her robes, her movements slow and deliberate as if savoring the last moments of your closeness.

You watch her for a moment, her slender frame and toned muscles evident even under the loose fabric of her robes. Her short red hair clings to her damp skin, and her green eyes are still heavy with the haze of arousal. She glances up at you, a mixture of emotions playing across her face - desire, submission, and a hint of trepidation.

You finish dressing quickly, your mind already turning to the next steps in your plan. As you prepare to leave, you give Rose one last look, your eyes locking onto hers. "Tomorrow evening," you remind her, your voice low and commanding. "Don't forget."

The next day, time drifts by in a blur of classes and casual interactions with other students. Each lesson feels like a prelude to the main event, a countdown to the evening's encounter. You notice Rose during the day, catching glimpses of her in the corridors, in the Great Hall during meals, and always sandwiched between her sisters.

As the final bell tolls, signaling the end of the school day, you head to your usual haunts. The hours crawl by as you engage in superficial conversations, pretending interest in Quidditch match results and the latest wizarding news. Every so often, your mind wanders back to Rose and what awaits her.

The sun sets over Hogwarts, casting a warm, golden light over the castle grounds. Shadows grow longer as the evening progresses, and an air of anticipation settles over you.

You make your way to the seventh floor, each step echoing ominously in the dimly lit corridors. The Room of Requirement, with its magical properties, stands ready to fulfill your darkest desires. As you approach the door, you can feel the anticipation building within you.

With a soft creak, the door opens to reveal the transformed room. The space is adorned with rich, velvety drapes that drape elegantly from the ceiling, creating an intimate atmosphere. The walls are lined with bookshelves, but the real focus of the room is the trio of Potter sisters.

Iris, Jasmine, and Rose stand waiting, each clad in lingerie that accentuates their unique beauty. Iris, the eldest, wears a deep crimson set that hugs her curves perfectly. Her long, straight red hair cascades over her shoulders, framing her heart-shaped face and green eyes that gleam with excitement. Iris's lingerie is made of delicate lace, with cups that barely contain her generous breasts. Her plump ass is encased in matching red panties, and her legs look impossibly long in the sheer stockings that stretch up to her thighs. The overall effect is one of seductive elegance, highlighting her already enticing features.

Jasmine, the middle triplet, stands next to Iris. Her wavy red hair tumbles down in loose waves, framing her face. She wears an emerald green lingerie set, a colour that perfectly complements her green eyes. The soft, flowing material of her bra cups her modest breasts, and the matching panties skim over her curves, leaving just enough to the imagination. The delicate lace of her outfit catches the dim light, accentuating her smooth skin and emphasizing the sensuality of her slender figure.

Rose, the youngest and most tomboyish of the trio, has undergone the most striking transformation. Gone are her usual loose clothes. Instead, she wears a sleek, midnight-blue lingerie set that clings to her athletic frame. The bra cups her small but firm breasts, while the matching panties hug her toned hips and accentuate her well-defined thighs. Her short red hair is styled into a pixie cut, and her green eyes reflect nervousness and anticipation.

As you enter the room, the sisters turn their attention to you. The air is charged with tension and desire, their collective gaze burning into you. Iris steps forward first, her crimson lingerie glowing in the dim light. She moves with the grace of a confident woman, her hips swaying seductively as she approaches you.

"Draco," she says, her voice husky and inviting. "We've been waiting for you."

"Was the lingerie your idea, Iris?" you whisper, pulling Iris close, your fingers tracing the smooth curves of her backside.

Iris smiles, her lips curling in a sultry manner. She nods, a gleam in her eyes, her breasts press against your chest, and you feel the heat emanating from her skin. Her green eyes shine with a combination of desire and mischief.

"Yes, I chose it specifically for tonight. I wanted us to look special for you now that all of us sisters are together."

You lean into her, lips brushing against hers in a quick, teasing kiss. Her skin feels warm, inviting, against your fingertips, and you marvel at how effortlessly she has accepted her role as your submissive plaything. It's a striking difference from the innocent girl she used to be, and that transformation only enhances her allure to you.

Breaking the kiss, you turn to Jasmine, her emerald eyes filled with silent curiosity and simmering arousal.

You pull Jasmine into a kiss, her lips meeting yours with eagerness. Her emerald eyes flutter closed as she succumbs to the kiss, her body softening against yours. Her lips are pliant, her tongue shyly meeting yours in a tentative dance. The kiss deepens, becoming more passionate, and you can feel her heartbeat quicken against your chest.

Iris whispers in your ear, her breath warm and tantalizing. "Rose has already been given the third and final dose of the potion," she murmurs, her voice laced with a seductive tone. "She's ready for you."

The knowledge sends a thrill through you, and you break the kiss with Jasmine, turning your attention to Rose. She stands a few feet away, her midnight-blue lingerie highlighting her athletic yet feminine form. Her green eyes, once bright with defiance and competitiveness, now hold a submissive look as she glances away when she notices your attention.

You release Iris and Jasmine, letting them fall back slightly as you turn your full attention to Rose. Her green eyes meet yours, before her head dips and she looks at the floor. You step closer, your presence dominating hers, and gently tilt her head up with a finger under her chin. Her breath catches in her throat as she gazes up at you, her body language a mixture of vulnerability and anticipation.

"Are you ready to become mine?" you ask, your voice low and commanding. The question hangs in the air, charged with the weight of the night's events.

Rose swallows hard, her throat moving with the motion. She hesitates for a moment, then nods slowly, her eyes never leaving yours. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "I'm ready."

You guide Rose to the intricately carved mahogany bed adorned with silken sheets and luxurious drapes that create an almost ethereal feel in the room. Her footsteps are hesitant yet determined. As you reach the edge of the bed, you take her hand in yours, pulling her gently and urging her to lie down.

Rose complies, her athletic form settling against the soft bed as she lies back, exposing her **** form. Her eyes, now half-lidded, watch your every move. Her midnight-blue lingerie clings to her skin, accentuating the curves and planes of her body. She takes a shaky breath, the fabric of her lingerie shifting enticingly with each movement.

Iris and Jasmine take their positions, one on either side of Rose.

You strip naked, your body exposed under the dim, golden light that bathes the room. Rose's eyes linger on your cock as she takes in your naked form, her breath hitching in her throat. You can see the desire in her gaze, thanks to the potion's influence.

You move closer to Rose, her body tense yet inviting. Gently, you pull down her panties, revealing her smooth, bare pussy. The sight sends a surge of arousal through you, and you can't resist the urge to taste her. You lower yourself between her legs, your tongue tracing the contours of her pussy.

Rose gasps as your tongue makes contact with her clit, the sensation overwhelming her. Her back arches off the bed, her hands grasping at the sheets as she tries to process the flood of pleasure. You continue to lick her, your tongue expertly teasing her, coaxing her body to respond.

Iris leans over Rose, her slender fingers deftly unclipping the front clasp of Rose's bra. The cups fall away, revealing her small but firm breasts, the nipples already hardening in response to the cool air and the anticipation of what's to come. Iris's eyes gleam with excitement as she takes in the sight, her own arousal evident in the flush on her cheeks.

Jasmine mirrors Iris's movements, her hands reaching out to cup Rose's breasts. Her fingers trace delicate patterns around the areolas before zeroing in on the nipples. She leans down, her lips closing around one of Rose's nipples, sucking gently at first before increasing the intensity. Iris follows suit, her mouth latching onto the other breast, her tongue flicking over the nipple in a teasing rhythm. Rose's breath comes in sharp gasps, her body reacting to the triple **** on her senses.

Your tongue continues its skilled exploration of Rose's pussy, the soft, delicate flesh responding eagerly to your ministrations. Her breathing quickens, each gasp punctuated by a soft, involuntary moan that escapes her lips. You can feel her body tensing, the muscles in her thighs and abdomen tightening as she approaches the peak of her pleasure.

Iris and Jasmine, their mouths still latched onto Rose's tits, sense the shift in her body and redouble their efforts. Iris's sucks harder, her tongue flicking rapidly over Rose's nipple, while Jasmine's mouth moves with a slower, more deliberate rhythm, drawing out the sensation.

Rose's orgasm builds, a crescendo of pleasure that she can no longer contain. Her body arches off the bed, her hips lifting to meet your mouth as she reaches her climax. The sensation overwhelms her, and she lets out a loud, guttural moan as her pussy contracts around your tongue.

You stop your relentless **** on Rose's clit, pulling your tongue away with a final, teasing flick that leaves her body quivering and her breath heavy. Her pussy is slick and wet, ready for what is to come.

You position yourself between her thighs, your cock hard and demanding, aimed precisely at her virgin pussy. Iris and Jasmine have not stopped, their mouths are still attached to Rose's nipples, drawing every last drop of pleasure from her. Rose's eyes are dazed, unfocused, yet there is an undeniable gleam of desire mingled with anticipation.

Rose feels the tip of your cock probing against her pussy, and you can see a mixture of nerves and excitement dancing in her gaze. She breathes heavily, her chest heaving as you prepare to make her yours, to claim her virginity for yourself. There is a strange sense of reverence in the act, the intimacy of the room amplifying each sensation.

Iris and Jasmine, sensing the impending moment, stop their sucking on Rose's tits. They lift their heads, their eyes fixed on you, anticipation and desire evident in their gazes. The room falls silent, the only sound being Rose's rapid breathing and the soft rustling of the silken sheets.

You pause for a moment, savoring the tension and the intimacy of the situation. Then, with one deep thrust, you take Rose's virginity. Her body jerks, her hips lifting off the bed as the sensation overwhelms her. A soft cry escapes her lips, a mixture of pain and pleasure, as her pussy tightens around your cock.

Rose's eyes widen, her green gaze locking onto yours, filled with shock and awe. Her body adjusts to the invasion, her muscles relaxing slightly as she accommodates your presence inside her.

You begin to thrust into Rose, your cock moving rhythmically in and out of her pussy. Her body responds to your movements, each thrust eliciting a soft moan from her lips. Iris and Jasmine, still seated beside her, exchange a knowing glance before leaning in to take turns kissing Rose.

Iris is the first to press her lips to Rose's, her kiss gentle yet filled with a depth of emotion that speaks of the bond they share. Rose's eyes flutter closed as she loses herself in the sensation, her body arching slightly to meet each thrust of your cock. Iris's kiss is tender, her tongue tracing the contours of Rose's mouth with a soft, exploratory touch.

When Iris pulls away, Jasmine takes her place, her kiss more fervent, filled with an intensity that mirrors the passion coursing through her veins. Jasmine's lips press harder against Rose's, her tongue delving deeper into her mouth, as if seeking to meld their very souls together.

You continue to fuck Rose, her body responding eagerly to your rhythmic thrusts. Her moans grow louder, filling the room with an intoxicating mixture of pleasure and desire. With each thrust, you can feel her pussy clenching tighter around your cock, her muscles rippling as she nears another orgasm.

Iris, Jasmine, and Rose alternate their kisses, the air thick with the scent of arousal and sibling intimacy. The sisters' mouths meet in fervent, exploratory kisses, their tongues darting in and out, deepening the bond between them with each tender exchange. The intensity of their kissing matches the intensity of your thrusts, the room becoming a symphony of pleasure and seduction.

Rose's breasts jiggle with the motion, her nipples still wet from Iris's and Jasmine's earlier ministrations. The sight is captivating, her athletic form undulating beneath you, her red hair fanning out across the pillow. Each kiss between the sisters is a melding of tenderness and sensuality, a silent acknowledgment of the bond you've forged in this room of desire. As you continue your relentless thrusting, Rose's body quivers, her eyes fluttering shut as she nears another orgasm. Her soft moans resonate through the space, harmonizing with the deep, guttural sounds that escape your mouth.

Iris, her hair a cascade of crimson over one shoulder, is the next to kiss Rose, her lips trailing down her jawline before claiming her mouth again. Jasmine watches intently, her emerald eyes glimmering with envy and excitement as she waits for her turn.

You can't help but revel in the raw power coursing through you as you continue your **** on Rose's pussy. Her cries of pleasure intertwine with her sisters' eager kisses, and the room's atmosphere becomes ever more charged.

Rose's voice breaks through her moans. "Draco, I'm cumming."

You fuck Rose even harder, her body arching off the bed as your thrusts become more forceful, more demanding. Her pussy clamps down tighter around your cock, the sensations intensifying, building towards an inevitable climax.

Rose's voice rises in a crescendo, her cries blending with the rustling of silk and the deep, guttural sounds emanating from you. "I'm going to cum!" she gasps, her breath ragged and frantic. You feel her body start to tense around you, muscles tightening in a way that indicates she's just moments away from release.

Without missing a beat, you slam into her once more, thrusting as hard as you can. Rose lets out a **** moan as her body surrenders, her orgasm breaking over her in a tidal wave of sensation. Her pussy grips your cock even tighter, rippling and throbbing around your shaft, her climax matching yours perfectly.

You cum inside her, your semen spurting deep into her pussy. The sensation is overwhelming, your cock pulsating with each spasm, filling her completely. Rose's body reacts to your release, her muscles contracting and releasing in a series of powerful aftershocks. She moans loudly, her voice hoarse from the intensity of her pleasure, her body wracked with waves of ecstasy that mirror your own.

As the last of your cum drains into her, you pull out slowly, your cock still throbbing from the aftershocks of your shared climax. Rose's body, sated and exhausted, collapses back onto the bed, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

You lean back, your cock glistening with a mixture of your semen and her juices. As you move back, Iris wastes no time, her body moving with a fluid grace as she positions herself between Rose's legs. Her tongue darts out, eager to taste the evidence of your dominance.

Iris's tongue laps up the cum leaking from Rose's pussy, her movements deliberate and sensual. She savors each drop, her eyes closed in rapturous concentration. Rose, still reeling from her orgasm, watches with a mixture of awe and desire, her body too spent to protest or participate further.

Meanwhile, Jasmine's eyes gleam with anticipation as she moves to your side. She takes your cock in her mouth, her tongue working diligently to clean away the remnants of your climax. Her lips form a tight seal around your shaft, her head bobbing up and down in a slow, rhythmic motion.

You stroke Jasmine's hair, praising her with a low, "Good girl," as she continues to clean your cock with her mouth. Her tongue works diligently, swirling around the sensitive head before trailing down the shaft. The sight of her kneeling before you, her emerald eyes fixed on yours, is intoxicating.

Your gaze drifts to Iris, her crimson hair falling in loose waves as she laps at Rose's pussy. The sight of her ass moving side to side, the delicate lace of her lingerie framing her curves, sends a fresh surge of arousal through you. Iris's tongue delves deep, her lips sealed around Rose's clit as she savors the mixed essence of your climaxes.

Rose's body twitches with each flick of Iris's tongue, her overstimulated nerves firing with residual pleasure. Her hands fist in the sheets, her knuckles white with the intensity of her grip.

You gently pull Jasmine away from your cock, your hands still stroking her hair affectionately. She releases you with a soft pop, her mouth glistening with saliva and your mingled fluids. You guide her to her hands and knees, positioning her next to Rose on the bed.

The movement exposes Jasmine's ass, the delicate lace of her lingerie stretching taut across her curves. Her face is flushed, eyes dark with lust as she looks at you over her shoulder, a silent invitation clear in her gaze. Rose, still lying on her back, watches the scene unfold.

You kneel behind Jasmine, admiring the view of her submissive posture, the lace of her lingerie a tantalizing contrast to her skin. The air in the room is thick with arousal, the sounds of the sisters' breathing and the soft rustling of silk creating a hypnotic rhythm.

You hook your fingers into the waistband of Jasmine's soaked panties, the flimsy lace adhering to her skin from her arousal. With a swift tug, you pull them down, revealing her glistening pussy, the pink folds already slick and inviting. Her ass rises higher, presenting herself to you, a silent plea for your cock.

Unable to resist any longer, you position your throbbing member at her entrance. The head nudges against her slick opening, teasing her with the promise of what's to come. Jasmine whimpers, her hips rocking back slightly, seeking more contact. Rose watches with bated breath, her second orgasm building due to Iris's licking and the erotic scene unfolding before her.

With one smooth thrust, you bury yourself deep inside Jasmine's tight heat. She cries out, her back arching as she accommodates your size. The sensation is exquisite, her walls clenching around you, drawing you in even deeper.

Iris, brings Rose to an explosive climax and with her face glistening with your cum and Rose's fluids, moves up to lie next to Rose. Her hand trails down Rose's side, caressing her curves with a gentle touch. Rose shifts, her body still sensitive from her orgasm, as Iris's fingers dance across her skin. Their eyes remain fixed on you and Jasmine, watching with shared arousal and excitement.

Jasmine's pussy feels incredible around your cock, slick with her arousal. As you thrust into her, her body rocks forward, her face turned towards her sisters, seeking their approval, her green eyes lock with theirs.

The room is charged with energy, the air thick with arousal and the soft sounds of skin slapping against skin. Iris's hand continues its exploration of Rose's body, her fingers tracing patterns on her skin as she watches you fuck Jasmine.

You grip Jasmine's hips tighter as you pound into her, the room filled with the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh. Her face contorts in ecstasy, her eyes squeezing shut as she lets out a high-pitched moan. Rose watches intently.

Iris leans in close to Rose, her lips brushing against her ear as she whispers, "You looked just like that when Draco fucked you. Your face was filled with the same pure bliss, the same unbridled pleasure."

Rose shivers at the words, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. Jasmine's moans grow louder, more ****, as you fuck her harder, faster. Her pussy clenches around your cock, her body tensing as she nears her climax.

"Rose, Draco is going to cum inside Jasmine. Once he's done, I want you to lick her pussy clean, just like I did for you earlier."

Rose's breath hitches at the words, her body tensing with a mix of trepidation and arousal. Jasmine's moans grow louder, her body shuddering as her orgasm approaches. You can feel her pussy clenching around your cock, her muscles tightening in preparation for her climax.

Your thrusts become more forceful, your hips slamming against Jasmine's ass as you reach your peak. With a low growl, you bury yourself deep inside her, spilling your seed into her waiting pussy. Jasmine cries out, her orgasm crashing over her as she feels your hot cum flood her insides. Her body convulses, her muscles contracting around your cock as wave after wave of pleasure surges through her. The intensity of her climax is evident in her cries and the way her body trembles, overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled with your cum.

As the last drops of your cum spurt into Jasmine, you pull out slowly and move to the side, your cock still throbbing from the intensity of your orgasm. Jasmine collapses forward, her breathing ragged and her body still quivering from the aftershocks of her climax. Rose, her face flushed with arousal and nervousness, moves between Jasmine's legs. She hesitates for a moment, then gently flips Jasmine over onto her back and parts her thighs, exposing her pussy, glistening with a mixture of her own juices and your cum. With a soft, hesitant lick, Rose tastes Jasmine's essence, mingled with yours.

Iris picks up her wand and with a wave cleans her face and mouth before she moves to your side, her body warm and soft against yours as you both watch Rose lick Jasmine's pussy. Rose's movements are hesitant at first, her tongue darting out tentatively to taste the combined essence. Jasmine lets out a soft moan, her body still twitching with aftershocks from her orgasm.

As Rose grows more confident, her licks become bolder, more deliberate. Her tongue traces the contours of Jasmine's pussy, lapping up the mixed fluids. The sight of Rose between Jasmine's legs, her tongue working diligently to clean every drop, is intensely arousing. Jasmine's hands come to rest on Rose's head, guiding her movements with soft, encouraging touches.

Iris's hand finds yours, her fingers intertwining with yours as she watches the scene unfold. Her body presses closer to yours, her curves moulding against your side.

You turn to Iris, pulling her close and capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss. Your hands slide down her sides, fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties. With a swift tug, you remove them, revealing her pussy. The heat between your bodies intensifies as you deepen the kiss, your tongues dancing together in a sensual rhythm.

Iris straddles your lap, her green eyes locked on yours as she positions herself above your cock. The tip of your shaft nudges against her entrance, teasing her with the promise of what's to come. She lowers herself slowly, her pussy stretching to accommodate your size, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through both of you.

Once fully sheathed inside her, Iris starts to move, her hips undulating in a sensual rhythm. Her breasts bounce with the movement, the lace of her lingerie a tantalizing contrast to her flushed skin.

Your fingers find the clasp of Iris's bra, deftly unhooking it. The garment falls away, freeing her large, perky breasts. They bounce and sway as she rides you, her nipples hardening under your touch. Her green eyes lock onto yours, dark with lust.

Rose continues her oral ministrations, her licking slowly bringing Jasmine to a second orgasm. Jasmine's hips began to move in rhythm with Rose's tongue, the sensation building steadily. The taste of cum and Jasmine's arousal mixing in Rose's mouth. With a final lick, Rose sent Jasmine over the edge, her body convulsing with a powerful orgasm.

Rose sits up next to Jasmine, who is still sprawled on the bed, recovering from her orgasm. They both watch the erotic display unfold before them. Jasmine's hand finds Rose's, their fingers intertwining as they observe the passionate encounter between you and Iris.

Iris's movements become more frenzied, her body undulating with raw, unbridled passion. She grinds her hips down, taking you as deep as possible, her inner walls clenching around your cock. You and Iris reach the peak of your pleasure. Your fingers tighten around Iris as you climax, feeling your release spill into her, intensifying your pleasure and sending pleasure waves through your body. She lets out a loud cry of ecstasy as her orgasm crashes over her, her body shuddering with the **** of it. Her pussy clamps down around your cock, milking you for every last drop of cum.

As the last waves of your shared climax subside, Iris collapses against your chest, her body still quivering with aftershocks. Her face is flushed, her hair mussed, and her green eyes glazed over with post-orgasmic bliss. She nuzzles into your neck, pressing soft kisses to your skin as she catches her breath.

You spread your arms wide, creating a space for the sisters to nestle into. Jasmine and Rose both lay down on either side of you, their bodies warm and soft against yours. Iris remains on top, her head resting on your chest, her hair spilling across your skin.

The four of you lay in comfortable silence, the air thick with the lingering scent of arousal and satisfaction. The contrast between your skin and theirs, the softness of their bodies against yours, is intoxicating. Iris's fingers idly trace patterns on your chest, while Jasmine and Rose's heads rest comfortably on your shoulders.

Rose's hand rests on the side of your abs, her fingers occasionally twitching as she relaxes. Jasmine's breath is warm against your side, her body fitting perfectly against yours. Iris shifts slightly, her breasts pressing against your chest as she adjusts her position, a soft, contented sigh escaping her mouth.

You address the Potter sisters, your words hanging in the air. "I need your help to get Lyra under my control. We'll need to be very careful, as she's not as easy to target as you were."

Iris nods, her green eyes darkening as she considers the challenge. "Lyra's a tough one. She's loyal to a fault, especially to my brother." She trails off, her hand absently stroking your chest as she thinks. "But I know her routine. She's always been more comfortable alone, especially in the Duelling Club."

Jasmine speaks up, her quiet voice filled with resolve. "Whatever you need, Draco." She glances at her sisters, a small smile playing on her lips.

You address the Potter sisters, your words carrying a note of authority. "I need you to help me increase my duelling skills. I'm not going to be as gentle with her as I was with you three."

Iris nods, her green eyes narrowing with understanding. "We can help you train, Draco. But remember, Lyra's a natural duellist. She's won every duel she's ever had in the club." Her hand tightens on your chest, her nails lightly scraping your skin as she considers the task ahead.

Jasmine speaks up, her quiet voice firm. "I can help with theoretical knowledge. I've studied all the advanced duelling techniques." She sits up, her modest breasts visible through the lace of her lingerie as she moves. "We can work on countering her signature spells and her usual battle strategy."

Rose grins, her green eyes sparkling with determination. "And I can help you with physical training. We can practice sparring and hand-to-hand combat. Lyra's a skilled duelist, but if you can get close, you can easily overpower her physically."

The sisters exchange glances, a silent understanding passing between them. They all nod in agreement, their resolve firm. Whatever you need, they'll help you achieve it. Iris leans down, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. "We'll get you ready, Draco. Lyra won't know what hit her."

You feel a surge of anticipation, your cock twitching at the thought of dominating Lyra. With the Potter sisters by your side, you know you can conquer anything. You pull them all closer, your hands roaming their bodies as you bask in the afterglow of your shared pleasure.