PATREON EXCLUSIVE: Underhanded Moves

Summary: Katie Bell is many things. A bloody amazing chaser, a hilarious jokester, and most importantly, an absolute bombshell of a woman with an arse for days… in her opinion at least. However, she’s also someone who’s prone to rather…rash reactions when something displeases her. Hearing that her crush went on a date with the trollop Cho Chang? Well, let’s just say Katie’s not gonna let that one slide…

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Underhanded Moves

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“Did you see how she was looking at him?! Ugh. She might as well rip her bloody clothes off and shag him on the middle of the duelling platform!” Katie screeched.

Alicia and Angelina both watched the blonde pace back and forth from their respective beds. Today they had attended a rather… eventful DA meeting. While it was just as knowledgeable and fun as always, their incensed friend had been far too preoccupied with a certain Ravenclaw girl practically hanging all over their illustrious professor to really grasp the lesson.

“We get it Kates, Chang’s a slut trying to sink her claws into Harry. Blah blah blah. You’ve said this all before!” Angelina groaned.

Alicia hummed in agreement with her friend. “Honestly at this point either curse the bitch or go find Harry and snog him stupid. Sitting here moaning about it isn’t going to change anything, love.”

Katie huffed and slumped onto a heap on Alicia’s bed. “If only it were that easy.”

Angelina frowned while Alicia patted their blonde-haired friend reassuringly. The Gryffindor Captain sighed and sat up. “Look, you've been pining after Harry for years now. At some point you either need to tell him how you feel or accept defeat. Either way, you can’t go ranting about any girl who so much as bats her eyelashes at him.”

Katie frowned. Wrapping her arms around her waist, the blonde witch leaned against Alicia and sighed. “I know I know! But the thought of telling him… bloody hell it’s terrifying.” She huffed out a humorless laugh. “Some Gryffindor I am right?”

“Awe don’t be like that sweet. You’re a babe! Any bloke would be lucky to have you, even Harry bloody Potter!” Alicia smiled. “‘Sides, could always just flash your tits at him first. That’s how Angie snagged George after all.”

Angelina yelled out in protest, throwing a pillow hard at Alicia’s face. The chaser dodged the attack with a maniacal grin, sticking her tongue out at the mocha-haired girl in retaliation.

Katie rolled her eyes at the two's antics. “Probably wouldn’t even work, I walked out of the locker room starkers except for a towel after every practice this year and he hardly batted an eye!”

“That’s cause you’re thinking of Harry as any other normal bloke. How many times did Alicia walk out of the changing rooms topless or when I’d enter the guys’ locker room to talk to George while they showered? Yet not once did Harry so much as sneak a peak. It’s obvious showing a bit of skin isn’t the way to seduce him, he’s too good of a bloke.” Angeling explained. 

“Then how in the world did Chang do it?” Katie exclaimed. “Because honestly, I’m at a loss. I’ve known Harry far longer than that hussy!”

Alicia made a sound of affirmation as she slowly stroked the girl’s blonde locks. “That may be the issue love. I’ve no doubt that Harry can see how hot you are!” Alicia said with a smirk. “But you said it yourself, you’ve known each other for years. He probably sees you as a friend first. You’ve got to make him see you differently.”

“How though?” Katie asked with a furrowed brow.

Alicia shrugged and paused her ministrations. “If it were me I’d simply pull him into the closest broom cupboard and shag him senseless.”

Katie snorted at her friend's crass nature, though part of her agreed with the other girl. She certainly wouldn’t be opposed to taking Harry for a ride so to speak. Many of her nighttime fantasies were fuelled by that one thought alone. Though actually going through with that act proved more nerve-wracking than in her fantasies.

“Whatever you decide, you better do it quick. Last I heard from Lavender, Chang plans to jump Harry’s bones on their date in Hogsmeade next week.” Angelina said offhandedly. 

“She WHAT?!”

Oh, this meant war.

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Harry was in a good mood. A rare sight indeed these days. With Umbridge on her warpath and the…nightmares plaguing his sleep, you’d expect he’d be absolutely miserable just about now.

But nope! Despite the universe's latest attempt to fuck with his life, Harry was decently happy.

He had found a new love in teaching through the DA, had been killing it in the rest of his classes (save potions of course) and he had a girlfriend! True, he and Cho had gotten off to a rocky start at first, but they were finally getting into the groove of things. They even were going on a date this weekend!

Of course, he’d have to sneak out of the castle. Umbridge had already banned him from attending any Hogsmeade weekends, though that was hardly a problem for someone with an invisibility cloak and a map of every secret passage in the castle.

Regardless, he had a date, an actual date with the girl he’s had a crush on since- well- ever! 

Speaking of said crush, Harry was actually on her way to find her. Trelawney had ended class early today, claiming visions were plaguing her mind. Harry knew it was really because the woman was suffering a serious hangover, probably from overindulging her favourite brandy the night before as she usually did after meeting with Umbridge. In fact, the pink toad was more than likely responsible for nearly the professor’s newfound drinking problems. Harry had even caught McGonagall downing a glass of Scotch before bed a few days prior.

However, he wasn’t going to complain. If Umbridge was going to be a menace to everyone, at least he got a bit of free time out of it. Freetime he fully intended on spending with his girlfriend. 

From what he could recall, Cho had a free period around this time. She being a Ravenclaw, the library had been Harry’s first guess. And he was right! Only… she wasn’t alone.

“C’mon Looney spill!” He heard his girlfriend sneer. “I know you spoke to Harry yesterday in private. What the fuck was it about?”

Harry’s brow furrowed. He’d never heard Cho speak like this to anyone before. The Cho he knew was soft-spoken and kind to everyone, yet now she seemed biting and almost…vindictive? And talking like that to Luna of all people? While using a name he KNEW the younger blonde hated.

A gnawing pit of despair settled in Harry’s stomach. He inched closer, careful not to peek too far out from behind the shelf as he listened on.

“I simply asked Harry about a certain charm I found and what its application in a defensive setting could be, nothing else.” The usually dreamy-sounding Ravenclaw said tightly. “Now if you’ll excuse me I’d like to be on my way.”

That was true, the younger girl had stopped him to discuss a spell after the DA meeting. There was nothing untoward about their conversation at all!

He heard a shuffling of feet before suddenly there was a sound of something impacting the shelves and a sharp cry of pain. Harry’s grip on his wand tightened and it took all his willpower not to turn the corner spell’s blazing.

“You think we’re stupid Lovegood? We know you were just using that as an excuse to flirt with Cho’s man! As if anyone would want you!” Another voice growled, one Harry dimly recognized as Marietta, Cho’s best friend.

“N-No! Me and Harry are just friends! I promise!” Luna stammered, her voice quivering and what sounded like small sobs wracked her body.

Harry had enough. The shock of hearing this exchange morphed into unbridled anger as he turned the corner. His eyes instantly locked onto Cho’s, the girl’s own widening in shock and her painful grip on Luna’s shoulder went limp.

“H-Harry!” Cho cried.

Marietta jumped back when she heard her friend call his name. The girl spun around quickly as she stashed her wand away in a flash. A wand, which had previously been held at Luna’s throat.

“Harry we were just- You see Looney and I-”

“Enough.” Harry scowled. He looked at Luna’s shaking form as she stared back at him with wide hopeful eyes. “You’re done here. C’mon Luna.”

The impish blonde dashed to his side quickly, casting wary glances towards the other two Ravenclaws as she passed. Harry regarded Cho cooly, the girl’s eyes boring into his own with a nervous glint. All previous evidence of the vile, vindictive woman she was not moments ago was gone, replaced by the usual meek and harmless visage he knew her for. Now he could see that was just a mask, one he fell for blindly it seemed.

“It goes without saying that our date is off.” He bit out. Turning he made to leave but Cho called out to him quickly.

“Harry wait! You don’t understand I- I let my jealousy get the best of me. I only meant to talk with Luna but things got out of hand. I’m sorry!”
Harry reeled around and faced the girl with a sneer. “Sorry? Sorry?! I’m not the one you should be apologizing to Cho! You attacked one of my friends, and for what?! Because she dared to have a conversation with me?! For Merlin’s sake, if you’re willing to hurt Luna over that then I’ll have to warn Hermione about checking her food for poison!” He stepped back, taking a calming breath. “We’re done Cho. I’m sorry but I can’t be with someone who tries to hurt my friends. We’re done.”

With that, Harry stalked from the library without a word, leaving a very shocked Cho Chang behind.

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The silvery-haired Ravenclaw ran down the hall, turning this way and that way down random corridors, before finally skittered to a stop in front of a non-descript door.

Casting a quick glance around, the girl smiled to herself and opened the door silently.

“Oh goodie you’re back!” A dreamy voice chirped. “I take it everything went to plan?”

The face of Luna Lovegood smirked as she pulled out a small potion vial from her robes. She uncorked it, downing its contents without a word. Slowly Luna’s face bubbled and morphed. Her body stretched and filled out until finally, Katie Bell stood smirking victoriously.

“Oh it went fucking perfectly!” The blonde cackled.

Across from her, the real Luna Lovegood sat upside down in a chair clad in only her underwear, flipping through a Curious Cuddly Creatures magazine. 

“That’s nice, I’m glad Harry will be away from her now. Cho’s festering fizzlegilth infestation is very contagious.”

Katie ignored the girl’s odd remark and began the process of removing the now too-small school robes and tossing them over to the younger Ravenclaw.

“Thanks again for doing this. I know it was a bit of a weird favor to ask, helping me trick your friend into breaking up with his girlfriend.” Katie grimaced.

“Oh not at all! Harry is my friend, and as such it means I need to keep him from doing something unwise.” Luna said simply.

Katie raised a brow. “Like shagging Cho Chang?”

The usually smiling girl grimaced cutely. “Especially that. I’d much prefer he has sex with you instead!”

Katie choked out a laugh and finished pulling her own robes on. “Me too. By the way, do you usually have polyjuice just on hand randomly?”

Luna’s cheery demeanor morphed into one of suspicion. “What are you, an auror?”

Katie wisely decided to drop the question.

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While Luna’s reasons for having a fresh batch of polyjuice were unknown, it did prove to be a massive boon for Katie. Part of her felt bad for tricking Harry, but then again the only trick she played was pretending to be Luna. Cho’s poisonous nature was entirely her own, Katie just helped him see the girl for what she was.

Now came the really scary part.

Katie took a calming breath as the other students began to file out of the Room of Requirement. Today’s DA meeting had been…intense to say the least. 

Harry had been in a rather temperamental mood. His usual calm and patient demeanor replaced with biting remarks and frustrated sighs of disapproval. She wasn’t the only one to notice the change. Ron and Hermione both looked to their friend warily, as if they themselves had no clue as to the cause of such a sudden change.

Katie knew why though, and the gnawing guilt returned once more.

“Hey Harry, could I talk to you for a moment…alone perhaps?” Katie asked as she approached, casting quick glances to the handful of students surrounding him.

Harry looked at her with confusion but nodded regardless. A side door appeared out of nowhere on one of the far walls. He gestured for her to follow and walked inside, revealing a small sitting room lit with a handful of old, misshapen candles.

“Well this isn’t spooky at all…” Katie muttered as she cast a wary gaze around the room.

Harry chuckled and closed the door behind them. “Sorry, the Room doesn’t really like last-second changes. Better to leave and ask for a completely new room than to demand a new addition.” 

Katie nodded and shifted on her feet nervously. The sound of her heart beating against her ribcage filled her ears as her hands grew moist with sweat.

“So what’s up?” Harry asked as he slumped onto the summoned couch.

Katie opened her mouth to respond. The truth of her feelings just on the tip of her tongue, begging to be released…

…Yet they never came.

She…she couldn't do this.  

The fear of rejection gripped her heart too tightly. Worse yet was the shame. Shame towards herself for being so cowardly, for stooping so low in order to get an edge over Cho Chang. She was a Gryffindor for Merlin’s sake! She was supposed to charge ahead and take what she wanted! Not lie and cheat like some Knockturn Alley con-artist! Katie may have gone into this with good intentions, but now she knew, in her heart of hearts, that she was no better than Cho Chang. A fact that had tears falling from her eyes as she shook with barely controlled sobs.

“I-I’m so sorry!” She wept, covering her face with her hands and letting the stress of the day overwhelm her.

Katie barely registered the sound of Harry moving, not until his arms were wrapping themselves around her frame and holding her tightly.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay!” He murmured in her ear. Slowly he guided them both to the couch. “Just tell me what happened Kates.”

And she did. She told him everything, her plan with Luna, her goal for him to dump Cho, and finally, why she did it. Of the feelings burning in her chest that drove her to such acts. Through it all he sat and listened, taking in every word with a look of impassiveness.

“I’ll understand if we can’t be friends anymore- Morgana knows I don’t deserve it- but please, don’t be angry with Luna. She was just trying to help.” She pleaded, staring at him with red-rimmed eyes.

Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Looking up, he regarded her for a few moments before speaking.

“I’m not angry at her, or you for that matter.” Harry said gently. “Regardless of your intentions, I am grateful.”

Katie couldn’t help it. A laugh bubbled up from her throat at the irony of his words. “Grateful? I ruined your relationship.”

“One that was doomed to fail from the beginning it seems, or do you think I wouldn’t have eventually realised what kind of person Cho really is on my own?” He pressed. Katie shook her head in response. “Look…I’d much rather you just talk to me about things like this in the future. I’m always willing to listen when it comes to friends, you know that.”

She did, and oh how it made her feel even more foolish.

“You’re right. I should have just spoken to you first. I was just so caught up in my…” She trailed off, the words catching in her throat.

“Caught up in your feelings for me?” Harry asked gently.

Katie froze for a moment, her eyes downcast, before nodding slowly once more. Harry leaned forward and hooked two fingers softly under her chin, slowly lifting her gaze to his. He looked at her with gentle eyes, much different than the stern and troubled ones that marred his face earlier. 

There was something else there as well. A spark of something warm and…caring.

Katie felt her breath hitch as Harry leaned in slowly. She barely had time to comprehend what was happening before his lips made contact with hers.

She had always read that the first kiss with a crush was akin to that of a fireworks show, but Katie disagreed. It was like a tsunami of uninhibited want slamming into all of her nerves at once. She couldn’t help but whimper against Harry’s lips, taking ahold of his shirt collar and pressing herself closer to him.

What was surely supposed to be a gentle, chaste kiss morphed into a full-blown snog. Katie almost giggled with giddiness as Harry gave in to her silent plea and pushed his tongue into her mouth. 

Their mouths warred against one another, exploring and caressing. Fighting and dominating, until their faces were flush and breaths came out in soft pants.

“Bloody hell.” Harry breathed. “That was-”

Katie cut him off with a low growl as she swung herself atop his lap, slamming her lips against his once more in a much more heated lip lock. Harry grunted against her mouth, not expecting the sudden shift in her mood. His arms flailed at her side for a moment before coming to rest hesitantly on her waist.

Katie wasn’t sure what came over her, only that the first kiss invoked something within her. Perhaps it was the stress of the past few days, or the words of Angelina and Alicia, either way, she got a taste and now she wanted more.

The first rock of her hips against his brought forth a hiss from them both. The second produced a much deeper and prolonged moan from Harry’s throat, his grip on her waist slipping down to grasp her bum tightly. Katie whimpered against his lips, the heat in her core growing exponentially with each passing second. Every rock of her hips ground their sexes together, her burning core against his growing erection. The feel of his cock under his clothes enticed Katie more than she was willing to admit.

She broke their kiss with a gasp, her body having grown too hungry to be satisfied with a measly snog.

“C-Clothes! Off!” She ordered.

Harry hesitated for but a moment, a brief flash of rationality passing before his eyes. That wouldn’t do. Katie dashed away that hesitancy by reaching for the hem of her shirt and pulling the offending garment over her head in one swift movement. His eyes instantly locked onto her bra-clad breasts. Katie felt a small twinge of self-consciousness pierce her chest but she quickly batted away. Instead, she pushed her tits forward proudly.

“I believe I said clothes off Harry.” She smirked, reaching around her back to unclasp her bra.

Her breasts bounced free from the prison with ease. While she wasn’t the bustiest of witches in the school, Katie was still proud of her size. Especially when Harry sucked in a sharp breath at the sight of them.

He needed no other persuading. The raven-haired teen quickly tore at his clothes, pulling his shirt off in a flurry before tackling her to the side. For a few brief seconds, they were simply a mess of limbs, yanking and pulling at each other’s clothing until between hungry kisses and soft caresses of skin. Harry’s hands kneading her breaths drew quiet moans from her lips, forcing her to work all the harder to rip the clothes from his body.

The fog of arousal in Katie’s brain hung heavy, blurring things for her right until she was straddling Harry’s waist once more with his cock settled against her stomach.

She stared at the fleshy rod with wide eyes full of equal parts wonder and fear. It was…big to say the least. Thick too. Thicker than any of her toys that was for sure. 

“Hey.” Harry placed a gentle hand on her cheek. “We’ll go slow yeah?”

Katie nodded, letting out a tense breath before squaring her shoulders with determination. At first, she simply moved her hips back and forth, trapping the underside of his shaft between her wet folds. She mewled softly as tingles of pleasure spread out through her cunt. Lifting her hips up, she positioned his cock head up with her entrance. The bulbous tip split her outer folds apart, teasing her pussy and sending a shiver of anticipation down her spine.

“Oh fuck!” She whispered, slowly lowering herself down.

Inch by inch his thick cock pierced her most sacred of depths. It felt overbearing at first as if his cock was about to split her in two. Harry kept a steady grip on her waist though, guiding her down gently until, finally, he bottomed out inside her. 

Looking back now, Katie wished she could say she gave him a winning smile and proceeded to ride him till the sun rose. But the truth wasn’t even close to that. It took only a single bounce of her hips, a single plunge onto his cock for stars to explode behind her eyes.

“FUCK!” She screamed, her hips coming down harder than she intended. What small pain she felt was far overshadowed by the pleasure coursing up her spine. 

She rocked her hips in fast jerky movements, grinding herself on Harry’s cock in a desperate bit for more. Harry met her with equally feverish thrusts. Small moans left both their lips in equal measure, mixing together with the sounds of their fucking. There wasn’t a set pace, nor any real technique between the two. They only did what came instinctually, rutting together like frenzied animals intent on reaching their own peaks.

Katie was the first. The old sofa beneath them squeaked in protest as she drove herself down harder and harder on top of his length. Since she first took his cock inside her a molten ball of heat had been growing in her core, growing and burning and raging until Harry slammed his cock inside her with a particularly hard thrust.

‘So there are the fireworks.’ She thought with an internal giggle, her lips too busy crying out with a screaming moan as she came around him. 

Katie had no choice but to dig her nails into Harry’s shoulders for support as her orgasm ran rampant inside her body. Harry took it in stride though, holding her close as he kept his pace, fucking her through her orgasm with wild movements.

Katie didn’t know how long it took, whether seconds or days. Her mind was too heavy with pleasure to properly keep track, but eventually, Harry stilled inside her with a groan. She felt his release splash against her walls, his cock pulse inside her pussy over and over again as he seeded her. In response she pressed their lips together once more, moaning into Harry’s mouth as he filled her up.

They broke apart with a gasp. Katie hugged herself to Harry’s chest as their breathing subsided. Neither said a word, merely choosing to bathe in the afterglow in peace.

“So…I don’t suppose this means you’d want to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?” Harry voiced.

Katie sat up and gave him an amused look before breaking out into a fit of giggles. Harry joined her, chuckling quietly before he leaned in and captured her lips once more. The blonde sighed happily and wrapped her arms tighter around Harry’s chest.

She so owed Luna now.

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Author’s Note

Luna doesn’t appreciate narcs that’s for sure… Hope you all enjoyed this months exclusive! Keep an eye out soon for the next poll!

Thanks for reading!