Sorcery and Seduction Chapter 19

The Hogwarts express rumbled beneath him as he sat in one the train’s many compartments, surrounded by his closest allies and coven members.

“I still can’t believe we’re going back to Hogwarts.” Tracey Davis crossed her arms. “Surely someone thought this was a bad idea.”

“It was the Minister’s decision.” Daphne stated as she sat at his side with a frown. “Fudge is so opposed to Dumbledore that he’ll even reopen Hogwarts when Dumbledore shuts the school down. For valid reasons, I should add.”

“S-Shouldn’t they be worried about a Death Eater attack on the school?” Cho asked nervously. “I mean, surely there’s someone in the Ministry who could stop Fudge.”

“They at least said that Hogwarts would be protected.” Astoria looked over at him distractedly, or more specifically, at the woman kneeling between his legs.

Susan’s large breasts were wrapped around his throbbing cock, naked and smushed against his pole. Her tits moved up and down his cock like a handjob would, the soft flesh of her boobs feeling heavenly.

She knelt beneath him in their compartment, her red hair tied back in a braid with her dress shirt unbuttoned and bra unclasped to reveal her big tits. They were the biggest pair of breasts Harry had ever seen, and as such he absolutely loved having his cock massaged by them.

“Auntie was furious over Fudge’s decision.” Susan bit her lip, staring down at the intimidating head of his shaft from its place beneath her chin. “Although Dumbledore will guard the school, Aurors are still being sent to protect the castle.”

“Hopefully no dementors this time.” Harry added his own thoughts.

“F-Fuck.” Cho gasped, looking down at Susan as she jerked him off with her heaving tits. “I wasn’t going to say anything… but this is so hot. Are we always going to have our meetings like this?”

Now that Harry thought of it, the last time they met in the Chamber had been similar to this. The main difference being that it was himself pleasuring Cho during that get-together, and not Susan pleasuring him.

“With my betrothed being taken care of, you mean?” Daphne asked smugly from beside him.

Susan’s expression tightened, making her look more constipated than irritated with the blonde witch. Daphne was already flaunting that new piece of information, arrogantly adding in to any conversation that they were betrothed instead of simply stating they were dating. Harry knew that a simple trip to Gringotts could remedy that, so he didn’t quite get why she was bragging so much when they wouldn’t be officially married for a couple years.

“Well, it says a lot that it’s me down here doing it and not you!” Susan grit out. “I guess your man’s too much for you to handle.”

“That’s why Harry is so willing to take several mistresses.” Daphne said easily. “Pleasuring my betrothed takes a team effort.”

A team effort, huh? Harry eyed Davis and Cho as the two watched Susan pleasure his shaft. Both of them rubbed their thighs and bit their lips as they discreetly pleasured themselves, enjoying the erotic scene before them. 

“Especially when his cock is so big.” Astoria whined like a brat. “I-Is it just me, or did he get even bigger than before?”

Now that Harry happened to look down and study his shaft, massaged between Susan’s enormous breasts, he could understand why she would say that. His cock did indeed look bigger than before, thicker and mightier and with a ballbag that seemed even more swollen. Is this related the coven magic?

He knew that since he began his coven that his magic would become stronger. Yet the benefits didn’t seem to end there, as his own muscles seemed to thicken while his shaft swelled in size with each new member. It was almost like he was turning into an Adonis, his body growing to become the perfect specimen and every woman’s wet dream.

I wonder if there’s a limit to all of this? Harry wondered what it would be like if his coven doubled or even tripled in size, or even if he gathered and marked hundreds of members with his magic. Would I be able to handle so much power?

His shaft twitched and jerked between Susan’s tits, and the redhead gasped as a veritable bucketload of semen sprayed out of his cock. Harry simply watched casually as he sprayed the redhead down, even as the girls around him gaped in astonishment at the scene. 

His seed sprayed all over her face, even landing as far as the roots in her hair. His next load sprayed down her large breasts, draping the teardrop-shaped heavy boobs in baby batter. 

“F-Fuck, t-there’s so much.” One of the girls moaned.

Harry casually pushed his shaft back into his trousers, not bothering to go any further. As much as he enjoyed sex, he didn’t want his own passions to consume him. He still wanted to talk to his group about their next moves, and not have every conversation turn into a raging orgy.

“There’s a problem I want to address before we arrive.” Daphne said, trying and failing to not watch Susan clean herself up. “Being Umbridge.”

Harry’s right hand flared in pain then. Even though he hadn’t attended detention with the woman in quite some time, the pain caused by her blood quill could still be felt. He had managed to ignore and outright avoid the traps the woman set for him for quite some time, even at the cost of a bruised ego that left him infuriated at the end of every class. But it had worked, to the point that she was beginning to become desperate.

“If my assumptions are right, Umbridge is sure to be even worse with her actions in the coming week.” Daphne continued. “On top of that, she’ll likely be using her Inquisitor Squad to go after us.”

He remembered Umbridge’s ascension to High Inquisitor the day before Hogwarts shut down, along with the creation of her Inquisitor Squad. She created the group to specifically go after him and spy on Dumbledore, all in some effort to find something incriminating, and now they only had a week to do it.

“I had forgotten about them.” Davis scowled. “Don’t forget the rule banning gatherings of 3 or more students. It’s what made us shut down the club before everyone left.”

He remembered when they all secretly met in the Chamber of Secrets, having made the decision to temporarily shut down the club then until the heat died off. 

“It means that Umbridge will be out to get us this week.” Susan voiced worriedly. “Just don’t be in a group larger than three people, avoid trouble, and Umbridge won’t be able to do anything. All we have to do is keep our heads down, right?”

A plan began to form in Harry’s mind then. A dangerous and convoluted plan that hinged more on assumptions than facts. 

“Wrong.” He stated. “We’re going to do the exact opposite in fact.”

The compartment’s occupants looked at him in abject shock, but Harry ignored them. He was too busy formulating a plan, his mind thinking through all of the details along with the allies he had available to pull it off.

“Just because we have a week till we return home, doesn’t mean we can get away with antagonizing Umbridge.” Daphne said. “I wouldn’t put it past the woman to use the Ministry to go after us for something we did at Hogwarts.”

He continued to think through the details of his plan, and deciding who would help him pull it off. If everything was going to work, then it meant utilizing both Narcissa and Pansy extensively. Finally, he let a smirk grace his lips as everything settled into place.

“Don’t worry, by the time the week is over, we won’t have to worry about Umbridge anymore.” 

-

“You know my aunt is Head of Magical Law Enforcement, right?” Susan asked rhetorically.

Harry snorted. “Don’t pretend you haven’t thought about what we’re about to do.”

Umbridge had been particularly awful that day. The woman didn’t hold back as she immediately went after him in class, smearing his image as a womanizer, aspiring Dark Lord, and dangerous vagrant that lusted for fame. It was only his sheer force of will that kept him from snapping, along with the promise of what he would do to the woman later on that made it bearable.

There would come a time when he could snap at Umbridge, and truly unleash hell, but Harry knew that hadn’t come yet. For now, he needed to keep his head down and remain out of sight, else his entire strategy would be ruined.

“Just tell me you really have a plan, and we’re not doing all this impulsively.” She sighed.

“Of course I have a plan.” Harry smiled, not comforting the redhead at all.

They entered the unlocked classroom, specifically the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, only to find it completely empty. He made his way inside, and leisurely walked between the rows of desks towards the front of the room. Susan followed cautiously behind him, walking quickly to keep up. 

The steps at the front of the room led to Umbridge’s quarters, and he didn’t bother using the doorknob to her office as he instead slammed open the door with his magic. Dozens of cat pictures that hung on pink wallpaper greeted him, and a nasty wind spell scattered them across Umbridge’s chambers. 

“Harry!” Susan squeaked at his harshness. 

“Relax.” He walked inside Umbridge’s office with his nose upturned. “I’m just getting started.”

With another wave of his wand, he ripped out the drawers of her desk and emptied their contents onto the floor. The nasty red quill he despised so much greeted him, and he snapped it in half with a wave of his wand. No way I’m touching that thing again.

-

The castle was asleep.

Moonlight draped across the stone corridors of Hogwarts, catching on tapestries and the occasional twitching suit of armor. Portraits snored softly in their frames, murmuring about gobstones and treacle tart.

Fred and George Weasley crept down the marble staircase while hiding under one of their newest inventions, being a homemade invisibility cloak. Not quite as sleek as Harry’s, but effective enough for their own brand of midnight mischief.

Fred nudged his brother as they reached the looming doors of the Great Hall. “You sure the sleeping charms won’t trip Filch’s new detectors?”

George’s grin was savage. “Layered them with a Muffling Mist charm and disguised the source as enchanted steam. Filch’s nose’ll think it’s soup.”

With a slow creak, the doors opened just wide enough to admit them. Inside, the Great Hall sat beneath the glow of the star-decorated ceiling. The long house tables stretched below it, leading up to the intimidating Professor’s table.

“All right then.” Fred smirked. “Operation Pink Avalanche is go.”

The two set to work in practiced silence. They moved from table to table, tossing miniature trinkets into place and whispering incantations under their breath. Hover-charms lifted balloons into the rafters—balloons primed to erupt with thunderous, echoing raspberries the moment any Inquisitorial Squad member walked beneath them. Charms crept into the very chairs at the Slytherin table, ready to emit farting noises when sat upon.

Their masterpiece waited at the very center of the hall, being an invisible cube filled with charmed frogs. Once triggered, it would burst into a chorus of singing toads, croaking a new anthem titled “We Pledge Allegiance to the Toad Queen” set to the tune of the Hogwarts school song.

George stepped back, admiring their handiwork with crossed arms. “I give it… ten seconds before she loses her mind.”

Fred grinned. “You’re generous. I say five.”

They left the Great Hall as conquerors and detoured toward Umbridge’s favorite corridor, where dozens of her educational decrees had been newly installed. Each of them was framed and hung proudly on the wall.

George reached into his cloak and pulled out a vial of shimmering grey liquid. “Spellink Reversal Sludge, never leave home without it!”

George stepped forward and smeared the sludge across the first educational decree, watching the ink beneath it squirm and writhe like startled insects. The wording of the decree warped, twisting its own lettering until it read “Boys and Girls Must Dance Passionately At All Times.”

Fred cackled. “That’ll liven up breakfast.”

They moved down the corridor, altering one decree after another. “No student shall question the authority of the High Inquisitor.” became “All students shall question the morality of the High Inquisitor.” Another became a riddle, while another simply turned into a haiku about toads and tyranny.

As they slipped back into the shadows, Fred whispered, “Reckon she’ll try to expel us for this when everyone finds out?”

George’s grin was wicked and full of promise. “I bloody hope so. Got fireworks with her name on them.”

“I guess we better perform our final act then, brother.” Fred pulled out the last part of their prank, a noisy enchanted frog that would wake half the castle. 

He sat the Frog down carefully in the entranceway, before taking out his wand and activating it. The Weasley twins then made a mad dash back to the Gryffindor common room, as the enchanted frog sucked in a massive quantity of air before opening its mouth. 

“UM-UM-UMBRIDGE! UMBRIDGE UMBRIDGE UMBRIDGE!”

-

“Oh! Oh Fuck! H-Harry! T-Too much! S-Shit!”

His hands dug into Susan’s hips harshly as his massive cock plundered her core, a stream of dripping arousal pooling underneath them as he thrusted in and out of her sopping pussy.

Her dress shirt was in tatters, her tits exposed to the open as Harry played with them to his heart’s content. Meanwhile one hand grasped her hip harshly, all while his thighs continued to collide with her thick arse. 

They were still in Umbridge’s office, or more specifically-on top of Umbridge’s desk-as he fucked Susan Bones to his heart’s content. 

“P-Please, Harry! S-She could be b-back at any moment!”

No she won’t. He brought his hand away from fondling her big tits before rearing it far back, ready to strike. Fred and George will make sure we have plenty of time.

His hand slammed forth onto her derrière.

SMACK

“GAH!”

The impact of his palm upon her arse made Susan see stars, so harsh was his spank that his red palm print was nearly banded onto her flesh. 

The redhead couldn’t help it, her core squeezing tightly around his girthy shaft before a feminine orgasm ripped through her. A new wave of feminine juices squeezed between her cunt walls and his girth before falling onto Umbridge’s desk

“You like this, don’t you?” Harry asked as he beared down on the redhead, gripping her hips with both hands as he absolutely fucked the shit out of her. “To be treated like a whore? Always acting innocent and righteous, only for me to impale you on my big cock.”

Her face went red in shame and pleasure, as Susan panted heavily. “N-No.”

SMACK

Another blow came, this time landing on her tits. It hurt a lot more than the smack to her arse, but for some reason her pussy gushed harder at the blow. 

“Ah! Yes!”

“Look at you, getting spread so wide by my cock.” Harry grunted, still thrusting into her. “I’m gonna fill you up to the brim.”

He didn’t stop in his harsh thrusts, nearly sending her flying off Umbridge’s desk if it wasn’t for his grip on her. Susan could feel his massive shaft swell in size before unloading inside her, his big balls impacting against her thighs with each thrust. 

“G-Good… S-Soo good.”

Load after load was deposited into the redhead, as Harry sighed with deep satisfaction. When he was done, he ripped his cock out of her like a brute, and a tidal wave of orgasmic fluid came with it. It poured down onto Umbridge’s desk, and Susan would have laughed if it wasn’t so obscene. 

“Fix yourself up, and let’s get out of here.” Harry ordered harshly as he stepped away. He moved and then threw some harmless floo powder into the fireplace as he spoke. “We need to make it look like someone entered using the floo, and then trashed the place.”

Susan slowly made her way to the doorway just in time, as flames leapt from Harry’s wand and engulfed the office. It destroyed the bodily fluids she was worried about leaving as evidence, burned the shattered cat portraits, and set Umbridge’s desk alight.

They then made their way out into the defense classroom, before Harry sent another powerful spell. It sent all of the desks flying and turned them to splinters as they crashed across the classroom.

“Let’s see how Umbridge deals with this.”

A/N:

Next chapter is probably going to have a big argument between Harry and Umbridge that will infuriate a lot of people. But don’t worry, Umbridge’s time is coming, and Harry’s plan will see her gone.

The poll for next coven members should be out so please vote!