He selects from the Yearbook

Harry’s eager blush turns guilty as he looks down at the book in his lap: the Hogwarts Yearbook. This feels like a line in the sand, a taboo that even a horny teen such as himself must take pause at. These are his classmates, his friends, his teachers… and also his bullies, and many many hot teen witches.

Harry gulps, swallowing his dignity as he cracks the tome open definitively. The many eager faces of his peers stare up at him cheerfully, unaware at the reason for Harry’s stern and focused expression.

Harry parses the pages, eyes flicking to names, faces, fully clothed breasts, searching for someone in particular.