Age is just a Number (Harry Potter)

Summary: Rose only had one goal after graduating from Hogwarts. Her mother thought it was joining her in the DoM. Her father thought it was joining him as an Auror. Rose’s real goal had always been to tie down her parents’ best friend and become Lady Potter.

Rose had a fake smile on her face as she greeted the many ‘friends’ of the Weasley family that attended her graduation party. While calling them family friends might be the simplest way to describe them, Rose knew that they were all bootlickers that latched on after the rise of the Weasley family because of the war. If it weren’t for her parents and her dear Uncle Harry, Rose was sure that they wouldn’t bother to even look at her.

Well… that might not be true. Even without all the fame, Rose had to admit that she would turn heads simply based on her looks. She had inherited her slender frame from her mother and red hair from her father. Luckily, her hair matched her Aunt Ginny’s in sleekness, so Rose didn’t have to go through the horror of having frizzy hair like her mother did. Rose was happy that she inherited all of the best features of her parents, and the boys that drooled after her in school would agree with her.

There was just one problem, though. The boys in school didn’t interest Rose, and neither did the old creeps at the party that couldn’t keep their eyes off her straining bust or tight arse. Her eyes followed the uncomfortable black-haired hero that was surrounded by a gaggle of admirers. The only one Rose Weasley wanted was Harry Potter. Still, no matter how skimpily she was dressed for his eyes, nothing seemed to move the wizarding hero.

It got to a point where Rose even thought that Harry wasn’t even interested in girls… or boys for the matter. She had heard that he had a fling with her Aunt Ginny in the past, but there had never been any rumors of him dating anyone else after that. Well, there was some mumbling about some muggle women, but they weren’t a threat to Rose.

From the way Aunt Ginny got along with Harry, there didn’t seem to be any remaining feelings… on Harry’s part, at least. Rose had asked her mother casually about it in the past, but she didn’t seem to be concerned for her old friend. It got to a point where Rose was about to give in to Scorpius Malfoy’s constant pestering for a date. Luckily, she noticed something that gave her new hope.

Rose was proud to admit that she had a family full of gorgeous women. All of her aunts were witches that any wizard would be proud to have on their arm, and those top-shelf genes were passed down to her cousins and herself. As Rose grew into her body and figured out the things that boys and girls do to each other, she found it curious that Harry seemed to be unmoved when surrounded by the gorgeous witches of the Weasley family. Initially, she put it up to him respecting her family members, but there had to be unintentional looks here and there, right?

Well, Rose finally saw those glances at a gathering last year. While Harry seemed to have no interest in the younger generation, there were no small number of looks directed at some women in the family. There were three in particular that Harry seemed to prefer. Her mother, Hermione, and her aunts, Ginny and Fleur, received most of those quick glances.

While those glances didn’t seem to have any substance, Rose did learn a lot about what Harry liked. Well… she had to leave out her Aunt Fleur. The former Delacour was just too beautiful to compare with, and Rose wasn’t a masochist to do so. However, since Harry seemed to be attracted to a combination of her mother and Aunt Ginny, Rose felt she was perfect for that.

Rose ran a small hand through her silky red hair before deciding to walk over to Harry and save him from his admirers. There was also another thing she was hoping to do.

Rose had to wake Harry up to the fact that she was now a woman. He had always acted as the lovable uncle to the Weasley kids, but that was not even close to what Rose wanted. She was aiming for the vacant seat of Lady Potter. Rose wanted to be the woman that tamed the most powerful wizard of their time. And most importantly, she had the blessings of most of the Weasley clan for this. As surprising as it was, her grandmother and most of her relatives knew about the infatuation that Rose had for Harry. They thought that this might be another chance for Harry to truly be a part of them after Ginny couldn’t seal the deal. The only ones that might be clueless to what Rose was planning might be her parents, though, with the way her mother looked at her, that might not last much longer.

“Harry! Thank you so much for coming!”

Harry stumbled a little when a soft body jumped onto him without warning. Seeing the flash of red hair, Harry knew that it was the person that the party was about. He gave Rose a soft hug and smiled, “I wouldn’t have missed it for the world Rose.”

He felt a bit sad that the little girl he remembered had already grown into a young woman. Harry wasn’t sure when Rose had stopped calling him Uncle, but he recently found himself glad for it. In the past year, Harry noticed more and more of her pale skin revealed to his eyes. Rose had suddenly taken a liking to some of the most revealing clothes he had ever seen... and that included the muggles. It had made Harry highly uncomfortable until Hermione had told him to grow up and accept that Rose was an adult.

Well… Harry did that, and now he found that there was a bigger problem. His preference of redheads once again popped up towards the now-adult Rose, and Harry was pretty sure it was as obvious as it could be. The Weasley family suddenly disappeared whenever there was a chance for Harry and Rose to be alone in the room together. Even if Harry was the most oblivious person in the world, he would still get the hint being thrown at his face.

Harry would love to say that he didn’t feel anything for Rose, but that would be a fat lie. Not only did she have the right shade of hair to catch his eyes, Rose conveniently inherited Hermione’s pretty face and tight body.

Sometimes Harry wondered what would have happened if Ginny didn’t decide to pursue her career over marriage. He would probably have a couple kids and be a happy dad instead of wanting to fuck a girl that was half his age.

Speaking of the girl he wanted to fuck, Harry casually covered her body with his cloak and walked away from the crowd with Rose still pressed to him. The skirt she was wearing was far too short to be jumping on a man like that. Harry’s cloak would keep the old creeps that stared at Rose stay disappointed.

“So, Little Rose, what did you want as a present? I thought about giving you a custom dragonhide armor, but your dad told me you didn’t want to be an Auror. Now I have no clue.”

Rose pouted her pink lips up at Harry and ignored most of what he said, “I told you not to call me little! Do I look like I’m little?”

Harry’s eye twitched when he felt Rose press her sizable tits against his body. That was another thing that she had over her mother and aunt. Tits that Harry could imagine filling his palms while he fucked Rose from behind.

Forcing himself to think of Voldemort, Harry pushed down his erection and saved himself from an awkward explanation. He nervously chuckled and muttered, “Merlin help me.”

Rose’s ears perked up when she picked that up and gave Harry a dick-hardening smile. She waited until they were at an isolated table and made Harry sit down before Rose bravely sat on his lap. It was time to let Harry know just how serious she was about what she wanted.

It had been a year-long effort to blatantly show Harry how much Rose wanted him. She could forgive him for being hesitant in the beginning, but at this point, there was no excuse for ignoring her advances. Today would be the day when Harry would either get her or the day Rose would move on. She wanted to be Lady Potter, but not to the point of hopelessly pining after a man who had no interest in her.

“Rose… what do you think you’re doing?”

Harry pointedly looked away from the exposed cleavage that Rose was showing in abundance and carefully looked at the guests of the party. He had already placed a privacy ward around the area, but it was still disconcerting to have Rose do this in public.

Rose sensed Harry’s magic surrounding them and shivered in lust at the feeling. She wasn’t sure what he just did, but since she wasn’t forced off his lap, Rose decided to be more daring. She was initially sitting sideways, but Rose quickly repositioned herself to straddle Harry.

With one hand on his chest and the other getting dangerously close to his crotch, Rose said, “I think you know what I’m doing, Harry. Don’t you think it’s time to stop acting stupid?”

Harry’s skin tingled as Rose moved her hand closer to his clothed cock. He took his eye off her deep cleavage and glanced at her pouty pink lips before guiltily looking at Hermione in the distance. Harry had already given up his feeble resistance to Rose’s advances. He knew that he would soon be deep inside her before the end of the day, and Harry mentally apologized to his oldest friend for what he was about to do.

Rose squeaked when Harry moved his hand behind her and squeezed down on her firm cheeks. She gasped when he pulled her pussy against his cock and rubbed his crotch into hers. Rose couldn’t be happier that Harry did that. It was the first sign that she had got that he was actually interested in her. Sure, Rose would prefer a different place to be fucked by him for the first time, but she honestly didn’t mind… as long as Harry agreed to her conditions.

Just as Rose was about to kiss Harry for the first time, she stopped millimeters away and said, “You want this right, Harry?”

Harry looked into her blue eyes and took another quick look at her body. Of course he wanted this. Harry wasn’t sure if any straight wizard could resist a willing witch like Rose.

“Shouldn’t that be obvious, Rose?”

Rose smirked and moved past Harry’s lips to trace his jawline with her tongue, “I have no complaints even if you want to fuck me right here… but I won’t be a shag that you can get rid of.”

Harry shivered as he felt Rose gently bite his ear before saying, “I didn’t expect you to be.”

“Hmm,” Rose kissed her way back to his lips, “A Weasley like me deserves a ring for giving up her body, don’t you think? Grandma told me how much you wanted a big family… Well, I’d be perfect for helping you with that. Weasley’s are known for being fertile….”

The thought of knocking up Rose was suddenly at the forefront of Harry’s mind. She wasn’t wrong. Harry had seen how easily the Weasley clan made babies. Honestly, while this was very appealing to Harry, it still wasn’t enough to suddenly give the title of Lady Potter to a witch he had never dated.

There was one thing that made this situation different, though. While Harry greatly enjoyed the occasional nights where a woman had the privilege to visit his bed, there was a common occurrence that he couldn’t ignore. A large majority of them were redheads.

Now that a fit redhead was literally in his lap and declaring that she was willing to get knocked up by him multiple times, it was almost irresistible for Harry.

He dug his fingers into Rose’s red hair and brought her face closer before claiming her pink lips. Rose could only make a surprised yelp before any sounds were swallowed up by Harry’s mouth. She moaned into his mouth as she fought a losing battle with his tongue.

Harry pulled back and traced her swollen lips with his fingers and said, “So you’ll be my little breeding witch. I don’t see anything that bad for me in this deal. But Rose… I’ll need to sample what you can offer right now.”

Rose puckered up her lips to give Harry’s fingers a kiss before grabbing his hand and pulling it down to her hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved forward so her tits would be pressed up against his chest and said, “So dirty, Harry. I didn’t think you’d want to fuck me in front of the people that treated you like family.”

Harry saw that Rose was teasing him, but he couldn’t help but look past her to see the Weasleys schmoozing with the invited guests. He couldn’t feel much guilt for what he was about to do for Rose. Harry always knew that the Weasleys would be ecstatic if he married into the family. While they would have preferred Ginny, they would be just as happy if Rose was the one who caught Harry. The only thing he wasn’t sure of was the reaction of Hermione and Ron. Harry was convinced that he would have a strained friendship at best or a destroyed friendship at worst.

Still, Harry couldn’t stop himself from moving his hands to Rose’s firm arse and digging in his fingers. He decided that he would make it work somehow with his oldest friends… but first, he had something else to do.

Rose’s panties disappeared with a flick of his fingers, leaving her pussy accessible to Harry’s straining cock. Rose didn’t bat an eye at her being exposed and quickly unzipped Harry’s pants to draw out his large cock. She marveled at how little her hands covered as she slowly stroked him.

Harry smirked at her awed face and said, “If you think this is impressive, it’s nothing compared to how it’ll feel when it’s deep in your pussy.”

Rose took her eyes away from the cock held in her hands and looked at Harry, “Then why are you keeping me waiting?”

Harry wondered about that and decided that there was no point in delaying. He reached under her dress and latched onto her firm cheeks before easily lifting Rose up to tease her wet opening with his dick. Rose just shuddered in Harry’s grip and bent down to cover his face in her tits, wordlessly giving her approval for what he was doing.

Harry brought Rose down a bit, just enough for the tip of his cock to enter her tight opening. His groan was muffled by Rose’s tits as he felt the vice-like grip practically drawing into his cock. It was as if her pussy was begging for Harry to stretch it open, and he was happy to help.

With almost painful slowness, Rose felt Harry’s cock splitting her open little by little. It was almost unrelentingly drilling its way into her womb as if it wanted to take what Rose offered and knock her up right now. Harry could hear her little moans and gasps as he dropped her down his cock.

It didn’t take long before Harry found himself balls deep inside the eighteen-year-old Rose. His head was finally brought away from her cleavage, and Harry could see the look of shock on Rose’s face. She knew his cock would be unlike anything she ever experienced before, but just having Harry in her was making her speechless.

“You… you don’t have to go easy on me,” Rose said with a high-pitched voice, “I can take whatever you can give.”

Harry seriously doubted that, but since Rose offered, he might as well take his pleasure. Besides, if she’s going to be Lady Potter, Rose should know what the future has in store for her.

With a slightly pitying tone, Harry said, “Then you better hold on, Rose. You don’t want to pass out and miss the rest of your party.”

Rose wanted to laugh at his boasting, but before she could make a sound, Harry lifted her off his cock until only the tip was left inside. Rose looked past her tits to see Harry smile wickedly before the world went white.

She wasn’t sure when she realized what was happening, but Rose felt her clit’s sensitivity skyrocket. Harry was madly thrusting up into Rose’s pussy, ramming through the wet tightness of her squirting orgasms and making sure that his cock reached her womb at the end of every mind-numbing thrust. Rose could feel Harry's swollen balls slap her arse, letting her know that every drop that was stored would be pumped into her at the end.

Harry’s muscles strained as he put all of his effort into fucking Rose into endless brain-melting pleasure. His fingers sunk into her fat arse and his eyes stayed locked onto her bouncing tits in front of his face. Harry wanted to lean forward to rip off her dress with his teeth, but he didn’t want anything to get in the way of fucking Rose senseless.

Rose finally opened her mouth and let out a loud scream as more and more orgasms were drawn out of her body.

“Oh fuck! Right there, Harry! You like that tight pussy? Aren’t you glad that a young witch like me is willing to get a baby fucked into me?”

Harry hammered into her harder than before. Rose was pretty much being used as a convenient hole to dump his cum into. The fact that she could carry the future of the Potter line was just a bonus.

Harry stopped supporting Rose by her arse and instead clamped down and dragged her body down his cock. When the tip of his cock reached the deepest point of her pussy, Harry said, “Here’s the first of many loads you’re going to take, Rose. Let’s see if the Weasley fertility lives up to its name.”

With Rose’s pussy filled to the brim with Harry’s cock, she felt the first of many ropes of cum splash into the back of her pussy. She clenched around his cock to draw all of Harry’s cum out and slowly rolled her hips in circles.

They both stayed still while facing each other in the chair. Completely ignoring the party goers around them under the security of Harry’s ward. Rose bit her bottom lip as she felt the last few weak shots of cum fed into her pussy.

[Break]

“Come here dear, I want to introduce you to someone. This is the head of the department your uncle works in.”

Rose was passing by her mother and was hoping to sneak into the house to clean up. When she heard her mother calling for her, Rose steadied herself and walked over shakily.

Hermione looked at her beautiful daughter with a curious gaze as she talked to the ministry employee. She had been hoping to use this as an opportunity to convince her intelligent daughter to join the DoM, but Hermione noticed something odd.

She could see that Rose had tried to hide what she did with some spellwork, but her daughter had forgotten one key clue. The walk that Rose had right now told her that she either hurt herself in the last hour… or Rose had just been fucked. Hermione prided herself on raising her kids right, so she trusted Rose with the boys she saw, but doing it in the middle of the party was a bit crass.

Hermione waited until the ministry bootlicker went away and immediately asked, “So? Who was it?”

Rose froze and looked at her mother cautiously, “What do you mean?”

Hermione rolled her eyes before angrily asking, “Who was worth sneaking in a quickie at your graduation party? I thought better of you! Go inside and fix yourself.”

Rose opened her mouth before closing it without an argument. This wasn’t the time to reveal her new relationship. Rose nodded and gingerly walked into the house.

After Rose went in, Hermione looked around the party to see who Rose slept with. There weren’t many options here, but there were a few boys from her year in Hogwarts. However, they all looked to be in a surly mood while talking to their parent’s friends. Hermione imagined that any boy lucky enough to be picked by her daughter would be beyond happy right now, so they probably weren’t it.

Hermione’s gaze passed by a surprisingly happy Harry Potter when a crazy thought came into her mind. What if Harry was the one who fucked her daughter? However, that was only a fleeting thought before Hermione threw it away.

The Weasley family might strangely want that to happen, but Harry never gave any sign of a desire for that. Rose might have had a slight crush like many do on Harry, but it was unlikely to grow to anything meaningful.

Hermione pursed her lips before deciding to talk to Rose about it after the guests had left.