The Shrieking Shack

You walk down the path towards the Shrieking Shack. Despite the fine weather, you’re walking alone; it seems like everyone else is still savouring what Hogsmeade town has to offer. You stop at the fence preventing you from entering the grounds of the Shrieking Shack and stare at the building. You know that there’s nothing dangerous about the Shack, at least, nothing more dangerous than any other dilapidated house; however, a malevolence still emanated from it. You suspect that since the residents of Hogsmeade have been wary of its purported dangers for decades, it’s nevertheless imbued the house with the feeling of malice.

You’re drawn out of your reverie by a sound in the trees further up the path. You should probably ignore it, but the part of you that taps into the Felix Felicis potion suggests you should investigate. You take out your wand and cautiously continue up the path. You know from previous experience that there’s nothing to see up there; the path continues for a few hundred metres before petering out in the woods.

After a few minutes, you see that you’re not actually alone up here. A pile of neatly folded clothes sits on a rock beside the end of the path. You step off the path and walk silently between the trees, following your instincts. They are proven correct a few moments later when you hear a moan nearby. You press yourself against a tree and carefully look around it.

The space beyond opens up to a clearing. It’s plainly a space that is used by the residents of Hogsmeade – a circle of flat topped stones delineates a central area kept free of debris by magic – probably, you guess, for clandestine trysts. At the moment, the spot is occupied by an unexpected sight. You stare as the naked figure within the circle writhes on the ground.

You’re about to step forward to offer help, but he raises his head, allowing you to recognise him. Draco Malfoy looks like he might be in pain. Even if he’s your enemy and rival, you still don’t want to see him suffer. You step out from behind your tree just as Malfoy lets out a loud moan.

“Oh, Harry! More!”

You pause in your approach. It’s now obvious that Malfoy isn’t in pain but in the throes of passion. And he called out your name. Your mind whirs with the possibilities of this information.

You sneak closer to get a better look at Malfoy. You see for the first time that he has a dildo in his ass that he’s pushing with one hand while the other jerks his cock. Malfoy’s eyes are closed as his imagination runs wild.

Suddenly, you step on a stick, making a loud snapping sound. Malfoy freezes and his eyes snap open. He immediately sees you and a range of emotions chase themselves across his face – desire, embarrassment, anger. Finally, Malfoy’s face shutters and his usual expression reasserts itself. He sits up and glares at you.

“Stalking me, Potter?” Malfoy drawls.

You snort in amusement.

“I’m surprised you don’t have a crowd here, Malfoy”, you say. “They can hear you in Hogsmeade.”

Malfoy’s face flushes with anger.

“But I’m sure everyone will be eager to hear me tell them all about this”, you continue before he has a chance. “The haughty Malfoy, lusting after the Chosen One. I’m sure your parents will be keen to hear about your misadventures.”

Malfoy went pale.

“You wouldn’t?” he said, though he sounded uncertain.

“Is that a challenge?” you retort.

You turn to walk away, but Malfoy calls you back. You stare down at him and smile.

“I’ll do anything”, Malfoy says before you can speak.

Your smile broadens. Without bothering to reply, you unzip your pants and fish your cock out of them. You stroke yourself a couple of times until your member is hard and then you look back at Malfoy. The Slytherin is staring at you with a look that combines fear and desire. It’s obvious to you that he wants to wrap his lips around your cock, but he’s too scared to do it.

“Well?” you say when Malfoy doesn’t move. “If I don’t feel my cock down your throat in a moment, then I’ll have **** but to tell people what I’ve seen.”

Malfoy blinks as he breaks free from his reverie, then scrambles towards you. He pushes your hand away as he takes hold of your cock, then begins to suck. It seems that Malfoy has learned how to dampen his gag reflex because he manages to take your whole member down his throat without ****, and your cock isn’t the smallest one around. You moan as Malfoy’s throat pulses around your member as he sucks in air around it. He pulls back enough to get a proper gulp of air then dives back onto your cock.

“Wow”, you say in between moans. “You are a real slut for my cock.”

You see Malfoy’s skin redden with another blush, but you see his hand reach down to his cock and begin to stroke himself.

“You couldn’t wait to suck me off”, you continue, enjoying Malfoy’s reactions to your words. “I would never have guessed you were such a whore.”

Malfoy makes an unintelligible remark. You lean forward, inadvertently pushing your cock further down his throat. You grab the dildo in Malfoy’s ass and begin to fuck him with it. Malfoy moans around your cock, sending vibrations through your member.

Finally, you pull the dildo out of Malfoy and throw it on the ground. Immediately, Malfoy pulls off your cock, as he anticipates what’s about to happen. He looks up at you, pleading silently. You smile down at him.

“If you want my cock inside you”, you say, “I want to hear you beg.”

“Please fuck me”, Malfoy says instantly, his voice a bit raw from sucking your cock. “Fill me up with your cock.”

Your smile widens. You grab Malfoy’s shoulder and push him so that his ass is facing you, then lift his hips up. You place your cock at his entrance, then push inside. Malfoy doesn’t fight back.; he just lets out a small cry when you finally push inside. You grip Malfoy’s hips tightly as you fuck him. He lowers his head to the ground, but you notice his hand is wrapped around his cock. You ignore Malfoy and focus on your own pleasure. If he wants to pleasure himself while you fuck him, that’s up to him.

You increase your thrusts as your arousal increases and Malfoy’s moans increase concurrently. Finally, you feel your orgasm approach. You pull out Malfoy’s ass and flip him over. You step over him and jerk your cock until you cum. You point your cock at Malfoy’s face and smile as he’s covered in your cum. At the same time, Malfoy lets out a moan and you realise that he’s cum as well.

When you’ve finished you step away from Malfoy and clean yourself up. When you’re presentable again, you turn back towards the Shrieking Shack. You only take a couple of steps when Malfoy calls you back. He’s still lying on the ground, covered in both your cum and his own. His normally styled hair is a mess and his face is flushed. Malfoy sees you looking at him and licks his lips nervously, inadvertently licking up some of your cum.

“Can we do this again, Harry?” he pleads.

You think that this is the first time that Malfoy has used your first name. You can tell from the look in his eyes that he’s being sincere. It seems that despite his normal attitude towards you and your friends, Malfoy just wants to be fucked. You like the idea that you’re the outlet that he needs.

“Perhaps”, you say coyly.

You watch the disappointment appear in Malfoy’s eyes.

“If you go to the Astronomy Tower tomorrow night, I might just be there.”

Malfoy’s face brightens. Before he can say anything, you turn and walk back to Hogsmeade, knowing that you have something to look forward to.