Top Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Harry: It'll be fun Me: I don't think so Harry: You'll like it Me: Really? Harry: Yes. Just imagine that I'm there. Harry: Imagine it's me that touches you. I don't want to imagine it, I want him here. Harry: Just do it, I'll be waiting for you Me: I can't Harry: Of course you can. Harry: Just open your legs, stick your hand up your panties and start touching you. It's not that hard. How can he say it like that? With such fluidity and boldness.

“Wet for me. Only me, June.” A soft moan escapes my lips, my body arching into his. But then— “Juniper!” His voice isn’t a moan anymore. Something is pulled from my hands, and I blink, startled back into reality. The classroom stares at me, and Hiram takes back his tablet. Fuck. I was daydreaming about having sex with my professor. “When you’re done eye-fucking me,” Hiram whispers, “you can take your seat.” “Did she just moan?” I hear Lola Baker, the class mean girl, whisper to someone.

“I’m not touching that. I’ll get tetanus or something.” Harry glanced over at me with a flat, unimpressed look. “And you think I’m going to touch it?” I tried to stare him down. “I’m not doing anything. You’re the one who wanted to be the hero. So go ahead and be the hero, Harry. Open it. Don’t let me stand in your way.” Harry looked at the knob, then at me, then back at the knob, and the devil grinned. I expected something stupid like ‘open sesame’ or ‘alohomora’. But nope, he had to be dumb but piss me off at the same time as well.

Had the universe not accidentally sent her to Sebastian's room… "You're intoxicating, Dr. Fey. Even when you swear at me, it makes me dizzy. And now, can you drop the act? I know you had fun with another man last night. You're not some sacred virgin anymore… So how about you let me enjoy what you enjoyed last night?" Harry loomed closer with a lopsided grin. "If you don't like having an audience, just say the word. I'll have them close the door. No one will disturb our happy ending."

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

For a moment, Harry's smile faltered, but he quickly recovered and agreed. He had spent seven years carefully setting a trap and playing his part, enduring everything. In the end, he got nothing. That was why he had gone mad, colluded with his female friend to destroy me in the cruelest way ever, and driven my parents to desperation so he could claim everything he had coveted. There was no way I was going to let him get away with it. A mudball should stay in the bottomless swamp where it belonged.

“We'll make sure everyone has a good time...” The stepdaughter did as she was told, stripping down to her cotton panties and lean thighs. Harry loved looking down at their panty clad pussies... seeing the bulge of their lips and the blatant wet spots formed on the material! It was utterly magical. He knew that in a few moments, his cock would be buried, for the first time, inside one of those tempting southern slits... and in this instant, he didn't even care which one came first!

I looked again and it was gone. Mad! I am completely going mad! " I swear, she is a witch!" I muttered slowly to myself and got down from the bonet, smiling at my silly thoughts. HARRY'S POV "Ahhhh!" I was thursting inside the girl, I brought home from club tonight. It felt so good, while I was near climax, when my phone ringed. I decided to ignore it, getting lost in pleasure thrusting faster, but then my eyes opened wide, hearing the ringtone "Who let the dogs out" playing. It was the ringtone, I saved for Boss's call.

But she didn't want to conclude until she hears directly from him. The door opens and Harry comes into the room, he knew lots of thoughts must have been going through her head and he really wanted to clarify everything . Harry didn't want her to feel that he was a bad person. He tells her about Bianca that he had been close with her for a long time.

“Just as you predicted, Sir. The potion had a strong effect on Lady Arabella. According to Dr. Tania… she kissed Master Harry. Multiple times.” Mr. Hans raised an eyebrow, a brief smirk twitching at the corners of his lips. “Good. Progress, at last.” “But,” Jimmy added cautiously, “Master Harry appeared… unaffected by Lady Arabella. He was too composed. Too aware.” Mr. Hans took a slow sip of his tea. “They’re both stubborn,” he muttered. “Even after all my preparations, they still act like two magnets turned the wrong way—refusing to connect.” Jimmy hesitated, then lowered his voice. “You’re aware, of course… their marriage is just a contract?”