Eat the chocolate

You decide to eat the chocolate. You’re reminded of all the other instances where you’ve drunk disgusting potions. Sure, they’ve helped you recover – even regrow bones, once – but if you have the opportunity to avoid one, you’re not going to say no.

Madam Pomfrey stands there and glares at you as you eat the chocolate. It’s almost as if she expects you to collapse at any moment. In fact, you feel your strength grow with each square. You hadn’t realised how low you’d felt before until the warmth inside floods back. You finish the amount that Madam Pomfrey has given you and grin at her.

“All done”, you say. “Can I go now?”

The matron gives you a distrustful look, but waves you off nonetheless. You give one last backwards look and see her staring at you and you leave the Hospital Wing.

Halfway to the Great Hall, you realise that you may have made a mistake. The chocolate settles in your stomach and you feel something grow inside you. You stumble slightly and Ron catches you before you fall.

“Are you alright?” he asks, worried. “Do you want to go back?”

You shake your head. You look around and see that there is a bathroom a few doors along. Ron helps you to the door, then waits outside as you enter.

You stop inside the bathroom and lean against the wall. The feeling that the chocolate has brought on has begun to solidify and it’s not one that you expect. Somehow, you’re feeling horny. You can see your reflection in the mirror above the sinks and your eyes drift down to your crotch, where there’s a sizeable lump in your pants that’s only growing larger.

You have a strong desire to give your cock some space. Before you’re fully aware of what you’re doing, you’re pulling off your clothes. Shortly, you’re standing in the middle of the bathroom, completely naked. Your hand slides down and you begin to stroke your cock. Your eyes never leave your member in the reflection.

You must have been occupied for some time, because Ron pushes the door open and steps into the bathroom.

“Harry, are you—” he begins to say.

Ron stops when he sees you. You don’t turn to look at him – you’re too occupied with your own pleasure – but you can see his reaction in the mirror. Ron immediately covers his eyes with his hand, but you notice that he leaves a gap through which he can look.

“Harry!”, Ron exclaims. “What are you doing?”

You don’t reply. Your focus at the moment is just pleasure. Ron notices your preoccupation and drops his hand. He steps between you and the mirror to look in your eyes, making you tilt your head to keep your cock in view. Ron turns his head to follow your gaze, then turns back and lowers his eyes. You see him gulp as he properly looks at your cock.

Slowly, his hands trembling, Ron reaches down and takes hold of your member. You immediately let go and let your hands drop to your sides. Ron begins to stroke you, slowly at first, but gaining speed as he gets used to touching your member. Ron’s hand feels warm on your cock, and so unlike your own that your arousal grows even more. Nevertheless, you know that you’re not close to cumming.

You let out a low moan and Ron’s gaze moves back to your face. He sees your vacant expression and connects it to his own actions. The idea that he is the one making you feel like this seems to lower his inhibitions. Ron drops down to his knees before your cock and begins to stroke it with both hands. He looks entranced by it.

Ron briefly gazes up at you, then back at your cock. It’s almost as if he’s expecting something. All you can do is moan as pleasure courses through you. Ron seems to be going through a mental debate before he finally makes up his mind.

“Can I, you know—” Ron says awkwardly, gesturing at your cock.

His lips part slightly and his tongue darts out, as if tasting the air. You understand Ron’s meaning and nod your head slightly. Ron immediately leans forward and takes the head of your cock into his mouth. You moan loudly as his warmth engulfs you.

Slowly, Ron pushes forward and more of your cock enters him. His tongue traces symbols upon your flesh that just heighten your arousal further. Ron can only take two thirds of your cock before he starts to **** and pull back. You let him work at his own pace. On his second attempt, Ron manages to take a bit more.

It takes a few minutes and some inadvertent gagging from Ron before he manages to suck your whole cock. You can feel his throat pulse around your cockhead while his tongue licks the base of your member. Ron pulls back to take a breath, only to dive back onto your cock immediately. It seems like he can’t get enough of it.

Finally, you reach your limit. The next time Ron deepthroats your cock, you feel your member begin to pulse. You release your seed into Ron’s throat and watch as he tries to swallow it all. To his credit, only a small amount leaks out of the corner of his mouth. Ron pulls off you, letting your softening cock drop. His tongue darts out again to lick the small amount of his seed that escaped. By now, whatever spell that had taken over you has faded. You smile down at Ron as he stares at you.

“Not a bad attempt”, you say.

Ron blushes. He immediately stands, then rushes to the door. He pauses there for a moment. Ron looks back briefly, but seeing your naked state, turns to face the door again.

“I need to go to breakfast”, he says hurriedly.

You don’t know why Ron is so embarrassed. Slowly, you dress and stretch. Now you’re feeling as good as new. You decide to continue your search.