This story is a work of fiction. There is teen male sexual activity involved so if that's not your thing please go. The appearance of Aaron Carter and Scott Leavenworth and their activities does not mean that they are either gay or wizards in real life. The characters from the Harry Potter books are the property of J.K. Rowling.
Chronologically this chapter takes place at the beginning of Year 5. Obviously there is no connection or correlation between the events here and the ones in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
All comments to SidG0714@cs.com. Enjoy
Aaron Carter at Hogwarts Part III By Sid G. Copyright 2004
When Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and their guests Aaron Carter and Scott Leavenworth got off the Hogwarts Express they were immediately greeted by Professor McGonagall.
"Come on the five of you. Follow me, no dawdling," the head of Gryffindor House said turning on her heels.
The friends took a quick glance at each other and ran to catch up with McGonagall.
"Professor," Harry said but stopped at an upraised hand.
Instead of following the path they'd followed the previous year to the castle from the platform they turned into a wider hard packed dirt path with a steep incline. They'd never seen this side of the castle and it held none of the magical glory the other faces did.
It took more than a mile of fast walking until McGonagall turned onto a flat grassy path leading to the wall. She turned and waved her wand.
"Invisibles Silencio."
Moments later a string of horse drawn wagons went by filled with luggage, owls and other animals. They stood still and silent till the last one passed. McGonagall turned to the wall and tapped it five times. The shape of a door appeared with the knob appearing where she placed the fifth tap. She effortlessly opened the thick stone door and waved the four boys and one girl through. As soon as the transfiguration teacher passed through the door it closed and disappeared.
"Welcome back students, you as well Mr. Carter. Greetings Mr. Leavenworth, I'm sorry to deprive you of the boat trip but you know as well as the others of the dangers out there," McGonagall said.
"Yes Professor, it's quite all right, besides my stomach doesn't quite care for boat trips as Aaron can tell you."
McGonagall smiled gently, "More the shame then since with the magical charms nobody has ever been seasick during the crossing."
"Ah, I see you have all arrived safe and sound."
They turned to see the Headmaster of Hogwarts walking toward them. Even to Harry's loving eyes Dumbledore seemed to have aged considerably in the few days since they'd seen him backstage after the battle at Aaron's final London concert.
"Professor Dumbledore," Harry said.
"Hello Harry, I am truly happy to see that you have fully recovered from your induced depression."
"Thank you Sir," Harry said knowing they both knew the basic depression had been real and for good reasons.
Dumbledore nodded but there wasn't a hint of a smile.
"These are dangerous times for all of us. I can't even be sure students will be safe here now that Voldemort has returned. The entire staff and I have spent the last few days reinforcing the charms, spells and other enchantments that keep us safe. I brought you in this way to keep you separate from your fellow students for a little while longer. We don't know which if any of them have fully joined the dark side already."
"Think we know that Malfoy has," McGonagall said.
"He did seem a little sinister on the train," Harry said.
"And yet he walked out of your cabin unscathed," Dumbledore said.
Harry smiled, "He closed the door, turned and faced four wands. Said his piece and left in one piece."
"Very good," Dumbledore said and turned his attention to the two guests, "Aaron, Scott, it is so good to see you again. I have told your headmaster about your invaluable assistance the other night and he has given your house ten points each."
"Thank you Sir," they each said.
"It is time for us to proceed to the great hall. Scott you will sit with Gryffindor from the start. It is after all our counterpart to your own house."
"Very good Sir," Scott said.
Dumbledore smiled and the twinkle in his eye showed for the first time. "Follow me then in a straight line and with no hesitation."
Without waiting for a reply the headmaster turned and proceeded to walk at stately pace. Up to and through a wall and into the back of the cloakroom adjacent to the hall.
"Student's you go out the front door and join your classmates in the hall. Professor, will you join me in the faculty lounge?"
"Harry," Aaron said as they reached the front door.
"Because he didn't ask me and we don't want them to change their visible attitude toward Draco," Harry said then opened the door.
"Is he always like that?" Scott said.
"Often," Ron said, "one of the reasons I love him so."
Harry took Ron's hand and they walked into the hall and over to their table. Fred, George and Neville were already there and Harry again marveled at how hot Neville had gotten over the last couple of years. How Seamus couldn't keep his eyes of the boy. Harry and Ron sat next to Fred while Hermione sat next to George. Aaron and Scott sat next to Hermione. Neville was between Ron and Seamus and across from Scott.
Near the end of the sorting ceremony Harry grimaced in pain and covered the lightening bolt scar on his forehead.
"What's wrong Harry?" Ron said.
"Thomas Ratsel," McGonagall said.
"He's here, in the room."
"Impossible," Hermione said.
Harry looked up front at the boy now sitting under the sorting hat and their eyes locked.
"Slytherin," the hat said and the boy smiled a smile Harry had last seen in the heart of the Chamber of Secrets.
Harry forced himself to smile in return before turning to Fred.
"Fred, can you talk to Snape and find out what you can about that last boy? Name's Ratsel I think."
Fred started to ask a question but saw the look on Harry's face, "Done, I'll tell you at breakfast."
"Thanks brother-in-law," Harry said and breathed a sigh of relief as the pain subsided.
Up in the common room the new Gryffindors mingled with their new house mates and the returning students caught up and talked about the students who'd graduated the prior year. Colin Creevey walked up camera in hand and pleading look in his eyes.
"Is it all right if I take your pictures?"
"Sure," Aaron said and pulled Scott closer.
Colin took a couple quick pictures and turned to Hermione, "Would you mind taking one of me with them. It would mean a lot."
Hermione rolled her eyes but smiled as she rose and took the camera. Aaron and Scott separated and the younger smaller boy sat between them.
When Colin got up there was a line waiting for their turn. Hermione looked at Colin and then their guests.
"If you want pictures this is your one chance," Scott said and the line doubled in size.
When all the pictures were taken the four boys said good night and headed up to their room along with Neville and Seamus. Harry walked in first and started laughing and the others rushed up to see what was so funny. Instead of the normal complement of beds there were three king sized four poster beds spread out around the room.
"Don't take too much for granted do they?" Ron said.
"I don't mind at all," Scott said and dragged Aaron over to the one with their luggage by its side.
"Stripus completes totalis," Harry said with a swish of his wand and they were all instantly naked.
"Jesus, look at the size of that cock," Aaron said and pointed at Seamus.
Seamus spread his legs and put his fists on his hips and shook his brown hair. In between his legs and crowned by a neatly trimmed brown bush was a half-hard penis that stood at seven inches and growing.
Neville smiled and took Seamus' hand, "Mine."
"In that case mate let's see you if you can take it all," Seamus said.
Ron took hold of Harry's cock, "I know I can take all of this and I want it now."
"Understand that," Aaron said and took hold of Scott's.
As soon as each couple was on its bed the curtains sealed the four-poster up. Harry quickly peaked out through his curtains and was relieved to find he was still in his room. He heard a couple of giggles and looked around to see Aaron's and Neville's heads poking out as well. With a nod Harry pulled his head in and lay next to his love.
"Guess all of us are a bit nervous," Ron said and kissed Harry hard on the lips before the Boy Who Lived had a chance to respond.
Said boy opened his sensuous mouth and let the probing tongue in and the two young wizards began their dance of love.
In the middle of the three beds Aaron and Scott were gently stroking each other's bodies. They knew when their stay at Hogwarts ended they had to part. Aaron would continue his tour of Great Britain and Scott to return home to his role on 7th Heaven. As they leaned into their own fiery kiss hands caressed lover's cock.
In the far bed from Harry and Ron's, though closest to the door, Seamus and Neville lay staring into each other's eyes.
"Why didn't you ever say anything?" Neville said.
"Wasn't till late last year that I was willing to accept being gay. Me Dad has never been too fond of them, us to say the least so I tried hard to be straight but finally gave up."
"Glad you did, took me a bit as well."
"And then I'd seen you with the three of them a year ago and with Harry and Ron during the year and how was I going to compete with that?" Seamus said.
Neville leaned in and kissed Seamus gently on the lips.
"That's the first time I've kissed another boy," Seamus said.
"That's the first time I've kissed another boy with love. As much as I love them as friends it has always been sex with them. Ron and Harry are too much in love with each other for it to be anything else with me and I accepted it," Neville said, "But I want to have the same thing with you. If you do?"
Seamus raised Neville's eyes and the boy saw the tears in Seamus's eyes.
The second kiss was harder, longer and more passionate without losing a drop of the love.
No words were being spoken between Harry and Ron. None needed to be.
And in polite company no words could have been since they were in the middle of a hot sixty-nine. Each boy worked on his lover's prick while stroking the other's smooth skin.
Aaron looked down at Scott through the boy's raised legs.
"Love you," the young singer said.
"Make love to me my love," the young actor replied.
And Aaron did. Slow strokes in and out of the still tight and always hot ass.
Neville and Seamus were still kissing and feeling each others bodies. Without speaking a word, always the way with true love, neither touched the others hard cock.
Harry and Ron were still in their mutual fellatio but moving a lot faster than before. Both boys ran fingers through lover's hair and tried to control the action.
Trying to delay the inevitable orgasm.
Succeeding for a few more moments till each exploded deeply into the other's mouth, throat and soul.
Aaron's long cock stroked Scott into arousal with each thrust and Scott started wanking as he felt his lover get closer to the edge. He saw Aaron's eyes glaze and knew.
Aaron thrust in deeply and let loose a long volley of cum deep up Scott's ass. The final thrust started Scott's cum on its way and when the boy felt his love's seed strike his insides shot his own over both their chests.
Finally Neville and Seamus gently took hold of the others hard throbbing rods and after one stroke shot the biggest loads of their lives.
When they reached the Great Hall for breakfast Harry saw Draco looking at him. Draco nodded and placed an envelope on the table next to the door. Harry gave him time to get inside before picking the letter up then put it in his cloak's pocket after noticing the two wax seals. The broken one he recognized as the Malfoy crest and the other was the Slytherin seal and he presumed Draco put it there.
Taking his usual seat Harry saw Draco staring at him with his usual malevolence and stared back. Grateful, for once, that it seemed to be an act.
After his first bowl of cereal he slipped the envelope out of the pocket and for the first time saw the message on the front. Neatly written under Draco's name was "Read and Burn."
"Put that away for now," Fred said, "this isn't the place. Everybody go straight to potions from here. That includes you two."
"What's up?" Ron whispered to his brother, "You finally going to tell me about the Burrows being destroyed?"
Fred stood and leaned toward his younger but taller brother who rose to meet him. Before anything more could be said or done Harry and Hermione pulled their boyfriends back down.
"Ron, you know that's unfair. Mum and Dad ordered us not to tell you two," George said, "Besides it isn't totally destroyed. Just going to need lots of work when its time. And not time right now."
Ron nodded, "It's just that I'm mad that after everything I've gone through with Harry nobody thought I could take the news."
Fred smiled, "If I hadn't gone back with Dad the first time I'm not sure George and I would know. Right now they're staying with Sirius in London."
"Is that wise?" Hermione asked, "I mean we all know the truth but how would it look at the ministry?"
"Risk have to take, they did move the Burrow's flue stop to Sirius' house so it reduces it a little bit," George said, "Wait the staff is leaving the table. Finish what's on your plates and let's go."
"What? I've only had three servings," Scott said and they all started laughing.
Snape turned after locking the door to his private office behind the potions classroom and stared at Neville and Seamus.
"They're our friends Professor, weren't going to let them run off again when we can help," Seamus said.
Snape gave his thin little smile and turned to Harry.
"Who is this boy you had Fred asking about?"
"Professor McGonagall said his name was Thomas Ratsel and he gave me the same cold sneer of a smile that Tom Riddle gave me down in the Chamber of Secrets. And my scar was burning like Voldemort was real close," Harry said.
Snape shuddered at the sound of his old master's name.
"And what did he look like?" Snape said.
"He's in your house, why are you asking me?" Harry said.
Snape merely stared.
"Seemed a bit tall for an eleven-year-old, black hair that was combed like Riddle's and that smile," Harry said meeting Snape's eyes.
Snape turned to the wall, "Reveal Ratsel."
Standing alone outside the potions classroom was a short blond boy with a scar on his cheek.
"That's not who I saw," Harry said.
"Wait a second," Hermione said, "Ratsel is the German word for riddle. So Thomas Ratsel would be Tom Riddle."
"And how do you know that Miss Granger?" Snape said.
"A lot of good magic came from Germany so I learned German over the summer so I could study them this year. Doesn't everybody?" Hermione said.
"Blimey, she's at it again," Ron said earning himself glares from all around.
"That Miss Granger is why you use translation spells but your point is well taken. Especially since this boy does not seem to belong in Slytherin," Snape said.
"Did you ask Professor McGonagall what he looked like to her?" Harry asked.
"I thought it prudent not to but I will be keeping my eyes on him and I do mean more than just two. Now Mr. Potter, that letter Draco gave you. Let me see it please."
Harry took the envelope from his robe's pocket and handed it over.
"Interesting and not what I expected at all. For all those who still doubt you Harry this letter would prove Voldemort's return."
"Then it's his writing and not Lucius Malfoy's despite the seal?" Harry said.
Snape nodded and began to read.
Dear Draco;
I hope you don't mind my using your family seal but since your father's away it is up to me to fulfill my promise to him to keep you safe. You see dear boy he does have some feelings for you.
Be very careful on the third, in fact it might be wise to become sick or hurt in the afternoon and go to hospital. At least until there's no room for you there.
Sincerely,
L.V.
There was silence in the room after Snape finished reading. Something would happen tomorrow evening around suppertime. They all knew that and how much Draco had risked.
Snape turned to Harry as they heard the first class of the day enter the potions classroom.
"You will all leave by that side door and go to your classes without saying a word to anybody. All except, and don't take this personally Harry," Snape said then resumed at a much higher volume, "Mr. Potter, I don't know what you think the meaning of this is and it may be acceptable in Gryffindor but not to me. You will go at once to the Headmaster's office and pray this doesn't finally force him to do what should have been done long ago. Expel you."
Harry smiled and took the outstretched letter then frowned and forced a tear and headed out the door through the classroom. As he wiped his eyes he noticed it was a class of first year Gryffindors and Slytherins. He looked around for the blond boy Snape had shown them but saw the raven haired boy he'd seen at the sorting ceremony. The boy looked at him and raised his index finger, then waved.
Harry ignored his burning scar and just smiled in return.
Professor Dumbledore was sitting at his desk when Harry arrived.
"In trouble already Mr. Potter?" the headmaster said with a twinkle as he took the letter from Harry.
"Sorry Sir," Harry said with a big smile then wondered if any of the former headmasters whose portraits lined the walls would or could report anything to Voldemort.
"These are all friends Harry," Dumbledore said.
Harry wasn't surprised. The headmaster always seemed to know what was running through his mind.
"I see from this note that we have to reevaluate Draco Malfoy's place in things but certainly he should be in the hospital wing tomorrow. Please make it clear to him to follow instructions for all our sakes."
"I will Sir," Harry said, "and Draco told us that Lucius was not in favor of the concert attack. But what do we do about tomorrow?"
"Interesting, as for tomorrow I have to think. Anything else?"
"Thomas Ratsel, the first year Slytherin boy."
"Short, blond with scar on his cheek?"
"To you and everybody else, to me he's tall and black hair with Tom Riddles eyes and smile and as I'm sure you know Ratsel is German for riddle."
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "Indeed it is and the boy's background is a bit hazy. Go back to your common room until its time for your next class Harry and if anybody asks tell them I'm postponing your detention until after your guests leave."
"Thank you Sir. You will let us know of your plans for tomorrow? Or if I should get sick too," Harry said.
Dumbledore nodded and Harry left.
Harry arrived early outside the Herbology greenhouse and waited for his housemates and the Slytherins to show up. He sat against the tree by the front door and closed his eyes.
"Well well, if it isn't the famous Harry Potter taking a nap on first day of classes," Draco Malfoy said.
Harry opened his eyes and stood up. Their faces an inch apart as they stared at each other the other students circled them.
"You will follow your instructions," Harry whispered in a menacing voice.
Draco gave an almost imperceptible nod then shoved Harry back into Ron and Aaron's arms and stalked away.
"I don't understand that git," Ron said.
"Has to act that way, can't have the other Slytherins thinking he's working with us. Besides, gave me chance to give him message from Dumbledore," Harry said and led the way inside.
The rest of the day went quickly and thankfully quietly. The only news was Professor Dumbledore's announcement at dinner that to make up for the shortened concert in London and for all his friends at Hogwarts Aaron Carter would perform on the third before supper on the great lawn. As a result there would only be one class after lunch.
Back in the Gryffindor common room Aaron admitted he'd bought the cassette player with the music for the current tour.
"I did say I'd try and finish the show since so much of the audience was wizards and witches of all ages. Besides I really got a kick out of last year's show. Think we need some more dancers," Aaron said.
"Do^Ådon't look at me," Neville said, "Saying I've got two left feet is being nice."
"Actually, I was thinking more of Hermione and Scotty," Aaron said.
"A girl dancer? What will your audience think?" Harry said and was rewarded by an elbow in the rib from Hermione.
"It would be an honor and a privilege. Just have to conjure up an appropriate costume," Hermione said.
"Good thing you're dancing with this lot. Only way I'd allow my girl up on stage," George said as he put his arms around her.
Harry smiled and put his arm around Ron's shoulders. He'd been worried about his friend and how she'd cope with her two best friends being lovers and it felt right that she ended up with another Weasley. He realized he hadn't heard Scotty's answer but after turning to look figured their long kiss was answer enough.
"Anyway, found out a bit more about Ratsel," Fred said, "His family is German and he and his parents moved to Newcastle right after he was born. His father gave him that scar four years ago when he hit the boy with a riding crop."
"Bastard," Scotty said.
"That he is," Seamus said.
"Actually there are rumors to that affect but everybody denies them, even Thomas' cuckold grandfather," George added, "But there is no evidence of any connection with the Dark Lord and anybody in the family."
"Purebloods?" Harry asked.
"As pure as mine," Fred said.
"My godfather told me that all pureblood families in England are connected so why couldn't there be a connection between the Malfoys and the Ratsels," Harry said.
"Remember Harry, Riddle isn't a pureblood, even his mother wasn't," Hermione said.
"Right, but there's got to be some connection. I've seen Ratsel twice now and he's looked and acted like Riddle both times. Hold on a sec," Harry stopped and scanned the room.
"There he is, that new first year Abercrombie, he was in that potions class with Ratsel. Hermione, you're a prefect, call him over and ask him."
"Me, why me?"
"Because you're the beautiful fifth year girl and he's a first year toad of a boy," Ron answered.
Hermione rolled her eyes and turned, "Abercrombie, can I have a moment please?"
The common room quieted when the sounds of book falling broke through. The frightened little boy pointed at his heart and Hermione smiled and nodded.
The boy rose and shuffled over leaving the books were they'd fallen. Ron pulled his wand out and stacked them on the chair.
Hermione and George moved apart and motioned for the new boy to sit.
"What you want? Do I have detention already?" Abercrombie said.
"Don't be silly, we just want to see how your first day at Hogwarts went. Know how scary it can be, especially with potions and Snape as your first class," Hermione said.
"Yeah, we know how much he likes Gryffindors," Ron added.
"Oh, ok, thanks. And I'd heard that about Professor Snape and he did seem to pick on us a lot more than the first years from his own house. But there was one Slytherin he did watch more than anybody in the class. A short blond boy with a nasty scar but the boy held his own and knew his stuff."
"Did he seem to be hanging around with any other Slytherins before or after class?" Ron asked.
Abercrombie thought for a few moments then shook his head, "Not that I noticed but then I almost got there late and so ran straight to transfiguration as soon as we were dismissed to make sure I didn't get McGonagall upset by being late."
"Good idea, Harry and I made that mistake our first day of classes and she threatened to turn us into a watch and a map," Ron said.
"Harry," Abercrombie stopped.
Harry could see fear and slowly brushed his long unkempt black hair to the side revealing the most famous scar in the Wizarding world.
"Thanks, but I also wanted to know if well you and Ron are really lovers?"
Harry leaned over and kissed Ron lightly on the lips, "Yes we are and if you think you're gay we're here to help you understand and with anybody who gives you grief."
Before he could stop himself Abercrombie leapt from between George and Hermione and was hugging Harry who felt a definite stiffie poking into his sides. After a moment the boy stepped back blushing and ran up the steps to the dorm leaving his books behind.
"Hope I don't have to be jealous," Ron said before kissing Harry firmly.
"Get a room," Hermione said with a laugh.
"Good idea," said Scotty.
Harry, Ron, Aaron, Scotty, Neville and Seamus said good-night and headed up to the room. Harry was the first one in and as soon he looked in he leaned back against the door and started laughing.
"What's up?" Ron said and edged past his boyfriend and groaned.
The rest pushed past and looked at the room. Where there had been three king-size beds when they'd gotten ready for dinner there was now one huge four-poster more than big enough for all six.
"Doby," Harry yelled.
Seconds later the house elf appeared in front of him.
"Did Doby guess wrong Harry Potter? Do you want me to change it back?"
"No, you did fine," Aaron said.
"Yeah Doby, you did fine just next time ask first," Ron said.
Doby smiled and vanished.
"No spells tonight Harry," Scotty said, "I want to strip my love myself before we get on the bed."
"Sweet," Harry said and began undressing Ron.
It took longer for each boy to undress his lover than the spell but so much more enjoyable with the tender caresses and soft kisses. To make up some of the time they were all rock hard by the time they got onto the bed.
The six friends started kissing each other while hands roamed over smooth naked skin. After a bit of moving around Harry was staring at a hairless crotch and looked up to see it belonged to Scotty.
"Aaron likes it that way so when we're together I first use a smoothing potion my potions master gave me then use a restorative cream when its time to go back," Scotty said.
"Sweet," Harry said and began to swallow the young actor's cock.
Seconds later he felt a mouth close around his cock and glanced down to see Seamus with Ron beginning to swallow his. Harry saw Aaron take Ron's and Neville take Aaron's and a moment later the circle was complete when Scotty swallowed Neville's prick whole.
The six boys bobbed gently on their respective friend's cock. In some cases enjoying new tastes and others remembering ones not experienced in a year. Either way they found it most pleasurable.
Due to the considerable experience of five of the six mates they stopped just before the point of no return and separated. Harry pulled Scotty's mouth to his and they kissed hard and long. Neither wizard-in-training needed to use their powers to know that the other four boys had paired up as well.
"Got an idea," Seamus said, "let's sixty-nine by sucking balls and lightly stroking and whoever cums first bottoms for his partner."
"Got myself a creative one, but sounds good," Neville said.
"It looks like at the moment I have him," Ron said and moved into position with Seamus.
Aaron and Neville followed suit and the pop star and the bumbling wizard licked and sucked at the other's large sacks. They each found the taste exciting and different. Neville delighted in the exotic variety of flavors Aaron found comfort in the calming subtlety of Neville. Aaron eventually took hold of Neville's cock and found his own stiffening even more just from that. It took all his concentration not to blast when Neville began caressing his own minutes later.
Harry speculated as he gently tongued Scotty's hairless groin how Ron would look, taste and feel this way. How he would. Scotti was enjoying the different texture of Harry's black pubic hair as opposed to his love's blond pubes. As he sucked on Harry's gonads he sensed something he sensed with Aaron. The first time he'd felt it with Aaron he thought it was just a higher degree of male sexuality. As time passed and he got to know Aaron more, both as boyfriends and wizards, Scotty believed it was also connected to Aaron's superior wizardry. Harry's mouth encircling both his balls and hand on his cock brought Scotty back to the present and he took Harry's rod in his own hand and began lightly stroking.
Ron and Seamus were harboring no deep thoughts rather they were two old friends taking their friendship to a new level. While they tongued, nibbled and sucked at the other's balls they spent the first while letting hands roam over skin only seen in the communal showers but never touched. While their homes were hundreds of miles apart they were both country boys and their skin radiated that fresh smoothness. As one they took hold of the other's cock and started stroking.
Like any school Hogwarts runs on a fixed schedule but it is a magic timeless place and the friends lost track of time as they pleasured their partners and received pleasuring in return. Six boys strained to hold back while giving and enjoying immense joy.
Harry was the first to shoot, coating Scotty's chest with a large load. Aaron and Ron quickly gave in after that and they all collapsed onto their backs to catch their breaths. Scotty, Neville and Seamus also took time to regain control so the coming fuck would last a bit.
Scotty spit on his hand and slicked his cock up while Harry raised and spread his legs. Despite its hairlessness Harry knew he hadn't been stroking a prepubescent penis and steadied himself for the hard six-inches prodding at his rear door. He nodded and pushed out as Scotty pushed in and the actor's cock quickly and smoothly passed through Harry's outer ring.
Aaron let Neville maneuver him onto his hands and knees then spread his skinny ass so the younger boy had a clear view of the hole a million gay boys dreamed of. As Neville slowly entered him Aaron wondered if he and Scotty would ever be able to be as out as boyfriends as his fictional self was with Haley Joel Osment in the Arkansas Vacation series he read online. It was a dream he knew had to wait as Neville's pubes brushed against his smooth ass.
Ron saw Seamus glancing back and forth nervously at the two other couples and pulled his classmate to him.
"First time," he whispered.
Seamus nodded.
"Lie down and let me get you going," Ron said, "It's all right."
Seamus hugged Ron who returned it.
Seamus lay down and Ron stroked him into hardness then straddled his younger classmate. Holding the already leaking prick Ron put the cockhead against his gateway and started downward, slowly taking Seamus' large cock inside him. Ron took his time, enjoying being the one to introduce Seamus into this beautiful act.
Ron felt eyes on him and turned to see Neville, still buried in Aaron's ass, staring at him. "Don't worry, he'll be more comfortable the first time he does you," he whispered.
"Will he want me after you?" Neville said.
Ron smiled, "of course. I still want Harry after your hot ass."
Neville blushed and blew Ron a kiss and went back to work on Aaron.
Harry gently stroked himself as Scotty fucked him. The young American was beautiful and Aaron was lucky to have found somebody who knew and understood what he was going through professionally. Scotty bent down and their lips met and tongues danced while Scotty's cock remained firmly buried where, at least for the moment, it belonged. As they kissed Harry felt Scotty's cock begin to throb and moments later so did he so he let go. Without breaking the kiss Scotty resumed fucking.
For each couple their world shrank to the small piece of bed they occupied with the sounds of the other love making barely intruding. Neville pulled out long enough for Aaron to flip onto his back and raise his legs before sliding back in. Seamus saw this and told Ron he wanted to try that to. Ron smiled and slowly rose up.
Once all three couples were in the same position they fell into the same rhythm and the only sound was the beautiful music of sex. The melodies of lust and friendship joined in pureness.
And the beat pulsed faster and louder until as one Scotty, Neville and Seamus shot their loads deep inside their partner.
Once emptied the three pulled out and collapsed and kissed the boy they'd just fucked before crawling over to their lover and kissing them even longer, deeper and harder.
Once cuddled into each others arms a tray appirated next to the bed with six pints of butter beer and a plate full of chocolate chip cookies. Ron was closest so he passed everything around.
"Remind me to thank that elf before I kill him for spying," Ron said after taking his first gulp.
"Just doing his job Ron," Neville said and gave Seamus another kiss.
"What's next?" Aaron said a bit later.
"Found this spell in a book at Aunt Rowley's. Couldn't believe she had books like that," Harry said.
"And you didn't show me?" Ron said with feigned indignation.
"Didn't want her to know I found it and if I'd shown you we'd been using it even while your parents were in the next room. There's one spell that creates an invisible man, a well endowed invisible man who takes control and fucks you for two hours straight. He'd cum several times but you wouldn't shoot until one massive load at the end. A load so large you couldn't cum again for days."
"Awesome," Scotty and Ron said together.
"Guys," Seamus said then buried his head in Neville's shoulder.
Neville stroked his lover's hair.
"What is it Seamus?" Ron said.
"It does sound cool but I don't want to lose my cherry to an invisible man. I want Neville to take it," Seamus said.
Harry pulled Seamus into his lap and kissed him gently.
"No problem mate, I wouldn't have wanted anybody but Ron to take mine. We'll have plenty of opportunities to use the spell and I'll write it down so Aaron and Scotty can use it another time," Harry said.
"Bloody right you will," Aaron said, "and Harry's right. Only person you love and who loves you should take your virginity."
"And who took yours?" Scotty asked.
"A friend from home then he told me he was moving away. Harry, Ron and Neville were the next ones a year ago."
"And right now, right here and now I want you to take me once again. Make love to me my love," Scotty said and took Aaron into his arms.
"You ready to do it now?" Neville said after a long kiss.
Seamus nodded, "If it's ok with you?"
Neville smiled and lay Seamus on his back, "Raise your legs and hold them while I get you ready.
Neville started, much to Seamus' shock, by bending down and licking along his crack and then inside it till he finally centered on the tiny rosebud in the center. Once he had the outside moistened he pushed his tongue inward and began to bathe what had been Seamus' most private part. Neville pushed his face in as far as he could go and tongue fucked as deep as he could.
The two more experienced couples made out as they watched. Each silently reminisced about his first time.
Harry conjured up an open bottle of lube and placed it by Neville who blew him a kiss as he straightened up.
"Oh man, that was so good," Seamus said.
"Better then best to come," Neville said while coating his finger with the lube. After rubbing some around his lover's virgin hole he started pushing in till he met resistance. "Push out a bit and it'll be easier."
"The proverbial pretend you're taking a dump," Scotty said and everybody laughed.
The laughter relaxed Seamus and he did as instructed and Neville's finger popped in.
With that Aaron reached over and dipped two fingers in the lube. A huge smile leapt across Scotty's face and he raised his legs high up and spread them apart. It was clear when Aaron began applying the lube that Scotty's opening was no longer virginal. The two fingers slipped smoothly in.
Ron got onto his hands and knees and Harry began rimming him, eating his ass out. Ron loved it and began bucking back into Harry's face.
Seamus looked over and saw the lust and love alongside him, felt it flowing into him through Neville's fingers.
"Fuck me, make love to me," he whispered
Neville moved in between Seamus' legs, leaned down and kissed his boyfriend long and hard. He found his cock getting even harder; it searched for its place. With a helping hand it found the entranceway and slid in.
"Oh man, oh yeah. I've never felt anything like this," Seamus said.
Neville smiled as he continued sliding in.
At this Harry and Aaron adjusted their lover's position and quickly slipped their rock hard pricks into Ron and Scotty respectively.
Very quickly all three boys were in all the way. They took deep breaths before beginning long slow strokes. This time though there were no matching strokes, each couple made love at its own pace. They could have been back on individual beds with curtains drawn and silencing spells in place for all they noticed their friends.
Harry steadily fucked faster and harder. Going deeper and deeper into his best friend and lover as Ron stroked his own cock.
Aaron pounded Scotty's ass with lips locked together and stroking Scotty's cock.
Neville tried to go slowly, wanting his first boyfriend to enjoy his first fuck but the passion caught up with him as he watched the pleasure in Seamus' face and the twitching of his hard, leaking unattended cock.
The fucking increased from one couple to the next. Six cocks pulsated and begged for release while their owners wanted a little more time. But as always happens the overpowering, overwhelming desire to consummate love triumphs and Harry, Aaron and Neville planted their seed deep within the boy they each loved.
As Harry came down the steps from the dorm and into the Gryffindor common room the next morning he saw Abercrombie standing by the hole leading out. He was used to hero worship but this wasn't the day for it.
"Harry, can I have a quick moment please," the first year said.
"Can we talk on the way to breakfast?" Harry said and kept going.
"After supper last night I was looking at some of the paintings and came across Ratsel by himself. So I said hello."
"Must of surprised him," Harry said.
"Certainly did but we talked about the paintings for a little while till we heard footsteps. He got nervous and turned to go but as he gave me a small wave he whispered I shouldn't go to the concert tomorrow, stay someplace safe in the castle. At that he turned and ran. Know I should have mentioned it last night but I was a bit overwhelmed and all."
"Thanks a lot that really confirms what we thought. And he may have given you some really good advice," Harry said smiling.
Abercrombie shook his head, "Both my parents and all four grandparents are or were Aurors and when they heard You Know Who was back they started training me over the summer so I'll be there wand at the ready."
"Glad to have you on board mate. Now stand as far from the stage as you can but where we can see you and if you see trouble coming signal us," Harry said.
"I will. Should I warn off others?"
"No, too many missing, especially Gryffindors and they'll know we're on to them. Can't be helped," Harry said as they reached the doors to the Great Hall.
Right before he passed through the giant doors Harry saw a letter on the table and making sure he wasn't seen picked it up. A quick glance showed the same two seals and handwriting so he pocketed it.
"There you are," Aaron said, "thought you'd run off under the whomping willow so you wouldn't have to perform."
"Not without Ron," Harry gave Ron a quick kiss on the cheeks.
"Damn straight," Ron said and returned the kiss.
While loading his plate Harry told his mates his conversation with Abercrombie and then pulled out the letter.
Dear Draco;
I hope you have your illness or injury all planned because that great idiot Dumbledore made things easier by scheduling that muggle concert for outdoors.
Don't want that cute ass of yours hurt before I take it^Åagain.
Yours,
L.V.
Harry heard giggling and glared at George who shut up.
"If that's true it may explain why he's helping us and true or not its not funny because I'm sure Voldemort means `take.'" Harry said through gritted teeth.
"Sorry," George said and for once sounded like he meant it.
"Can you get word to Snape?" Hermione asked Fred.
"Did already, Dumbledore too," Fred said.
"How, telepathy?" Scotty said.
"Be easier and safer but no it's a modified version of Wizards Sign Language."
"Mum's mum was really hard of hearing so we had to learn it but since the Ministry of Magical Medicine came up with the right spells and potions it's become rare," Ron said.
Suddenly Snape rose and stormed off the raised stage where the staff ate and with black cape billowing behind swiftly strode till he stood over Harry giving him an icier stare than usual.
"So you got Professor Dumbledore to delay your punishment till your friends go. Well I told him I wanted you to know what it will be so you can enjoy the rest of their stay with it hanging over you, so you will go to his office before your first class of the day," Snape said dryly.
Harry was to busy acting upset to notice Snape's fingers flying but George did.
"That's not fair professor," George said.
"Five points from Gryffindor for back talking Weasley but if you really think it's not fair you can join Potter, you all can for that matter."
Snape whirled so fast his billowing robe sent Harry's glasses flying. Scotty's hand darted out and caught them an inch above the stone floor.
Harry looked across and saw Draco sneering at him. He gave a cold stare back but flashed a quick smile and received a tiny nod back.
After their only class after lunch, Divination with Professor Trewlaney they descended from the tower and headed back to the Gryffindor common room and their dorm room for a short nap before the show.
As they were leaving to cheers from their housemates Lee Jordan rushed in.
"You should have been there, it was brilliantly awful," Lee said.
"What?" George said.
"Slytherin decided to have a quick practice and near the end Crabbe hit Malfoy with a bludger smack on his leg, heard it crack from the far stands. What's weird it looked like Malfoy flew into the bludger on purpose."
Harry looked at Ron and smiled, "They take him to hospital wing and keeping him overnight?"
"Probably, poor buggers going to miss the show," Lee said.
"Speaking of which we'd better get down there and get everything ready," Aaron said.
"Fred, George, fill Lee in on the way down, can use another set of eyes and wand," Harry said.
"What?" Lee said.
"Shut up and turn around," the twins said together.
An hour later they were ready for the show. Harry went to the bag which had held everything Aaron needed and pulled out an old folded up parchment and picked up his wand.
He tapped the parchment, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."
Quickly the parchment turned into the Marauders Map with hundreds of dots moving around the grounds and castle.
"Reveal Thomas Ratsel," Harry said with a second tap.
Nothing happened and they looked at each other.
"Where'd he go?" Hermione said.
Harry tapped it again, "Reveal Tom Riddle."
"Why not you know who," Lee said when nothing happened.
"According to Serius and Lupin the map only works on real names and not made up ones. Him not showing up doesn't surprise me, he knows we have the map and what its boundaries are. It's Ratsel that worries me," Harry said and tapped the map again, "Mischief accomplished."
"There's an owl coming," Ron said.
Moments later a house owl landed on Harry's shoulder and let him remove the rolled up scroll before flying back off to the owlrey. Harry opened it and read out loud.
Harry
I know Lee Jordan has told you of my unfortunate accident. Sorry I can't be there to help.
Ratsel disappeared right after breakfast and nobody has seen him since. I even asked my old house elf to look around and Doby reports the house elves couldn't find a trace of him. After talking to him a little last night after he got back late I wonder if he is under the Imperius curse along with others that let you see Tom Riddle and not anybody else. Of all the ones who may join in the attack he is the ONLY one I hope survives.
Good luck,
Draco
"That `ONLY' doesn't mean what I think it does?" Scotty said.
"It does," Fred said with a sigh, "Lucius has not been a kind supportive father to his only son, to say the least. If as the last letter implied you know who raped Draco it was with Lucius' consent."
"Positions everyone, our audience is beginning to arrive," Aaron said.
Aaron walked over to the cassette player, rewound the tape then replaced it. He started the new tape and a mix of Back Street Boys, Billy Gilman, Dream Street and other teen stars and boy bands started playing. Fifteen minutes before the scheduled start the lawn was filled and students were dancing here and there in various gender combinations.
Much to Dumbledore's regret seating and dancing was by house. He wondered what would happen when the attack started. Especially since Gryffindor and Slytherin were sitting next to each other. He looked longingly at the dancers and wondered if being gay had been so accepted when he'd been a student at Hogwarts how much his life would have changed.
Harry came out and turned off the cassette player and switched tapes before walking to the front of the stage.
He tapped his throat with his wand, "Accentuate," and waved his hands and the noise level dropped.
"Thanks everybody for coming down. All of us appreciate seeing you. Aaron and Scotty want to thank you for your hospitality and those who came to his concerts in London. Especially those who came to the last show."
Screams came back at him.
"OK now let's get ready because after all it's Aaron's party, come get it."
The opening cords played and Aaron levitated down next to Harry.
"Thanks all, now lets get old school," Aaron said and started singing.
Ron, Scotty and Hermione ran out from the back and Harry stepped back next to Ron and started dancing.
Forty minutes into the show Aaron finished singing a special version of "To All the Girls" where he'd used `Boys' half the time. Ron saw Abercrombie waving his wand which was emitting a black beam.
"Abercrombie's waving," Ron said.
"Levioso," Harry said and rose off the stage till he could get a good look. Thirty dark figures were speeding toward him on brooms. He turned to face the students.
"Stupefy," Pansy Parsington roared and the spell caught Harry in the chest.
"Expelliarmus!" Scotty said and Pansy's wand flew.
"As you can see Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters are on the way to attack," Harry said from twenty feet off the ground, "Do we stand together against them or each other?"
With a loud pop Draco appirated on the stage and Aaron and Ron went to support him.
"We stand together," Draco shouted.
Silence fell as Harry landed next to the boy he'd shared a mutual enmity with since their first day at school.
Harry raised Draco's hand over their heads.
"Together," the crowd roared.
"Thought you had broken leg?" Harry whispered.
"Would have except for the protection spell, still left a hell of a bruise. Just couldn't stay away. Couldn't let you have all the credit," Draco said and they exchanged the two most famous smiles at school.
"You sure Draco?" Pansy called.
"Yes, this isn't right any more than the attack at the concert was right, and my father didn't have anything to do with that one," Draco said.
"Here they come," Neville called as the Death Eaters started a three pronged attack.
Crabbe and Goyle came out of the stupor they'd been in for over four years and executed perfect stupefy spells at two low flying Death Eaters and hitting them with immobilization spells as soon as they hit the ground.
"Leave them till later, they're not going anywhere," Draco said as his friends went to take the hoods down.
Across the field spells, curses and jinxes were being exchanged. There were more Death Eaters on the ground but there were even more students down as well. Harry and Draco remained on the stage but the others jumped off to join in the fight.
"Did he really rape you?" Harry said.
"Yes, another reason I couldn't sit this out," Draco said.
Both boys aimed and blasted another Death Eater out of the sky and watched him fall fifty feet to the ground with a sickening thud.
Two more Death Eaters moved toward them but before they could attack or Draco and Harry could there was a bang.
The remaining Death Eaters rose high and in back of the two approaching figures. Harry heard a noise behind him and turned ready to cast a spell. Relaxed when he saw Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, Ron, Hermione, Aaron and Scotty lined up behind him and Draco. He looked at the headmaster.
Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "Lord Voldemort cannot beat the two of you together."
"Damn," Draco said and Harry turned back.
As he'd known the two figures were the Dark Lord and Thomas Ratsel. For the first time Harry saw Ratsel like everybody else did.
"No need to tease you with visions Potter. No need for this one at all," Lord Voldemort said and pointed his want at Ratsel, "Avada Kedavra."
Before the green light of death could travel the foot one white and one black beam intercepted it and as they merged began to turn the green beam back along its path.
"Impervious maximus," Voldemort screamed and a barrier appeared that absorbed most of the death spell.
A bit made it through and struck his wand which exploded.
Harry and Draco smiled but neither took their eyes off their common enemy.
"I expected that one to be against me, but you? How could you turn against me Draco?" Voldemort said as he bent to pick up the wand from next to the Death Eater who'd fallen, "Killed your father too."
"Last time we talked, which was after your last ill conceived attack in London and before he saw me off to school, he told me something for the first time in my life," Draco said.
Harry turned his head and looked at Draco. He'd seen evil in the Slytherin's eyes but now there was a deep coldness.
"And what was that? That you were coming to me next summer to be my sex slave?" Voldemort said.
Shocked gasps rang from the Hogwarts' students who were still standing.
"He told me about those plans, but that it wouldn't happen. My Dad told me for the first time that he loved me, loved me more than you," Draco said.
"Liar," Voldemort screamed as he pointed his wand straight at Draco, "Avada Kedavra."
Harry went to block it but Draco held him back and let it strike him. He flinched at impact but just smiled.
"How?" Harry and Voldemort asked.
"Before we left home on the first Dad cast a spell on me, protecting me from any spell, jinx or curse from his wand. As Potter's mother's love protected him from you my father's love protects me from you."
"How does it feel to lose again Tom?" Harry said.
"Don't call me that!" Voldemort snapped, "Accio broomstick."
"Cruciatus," Harry and Draco said.
The two beams melded and turned to gold a yard before it struck a disbelieving Dark Lord in the chest. The beam continued as Voldemort sank to his knees screaming in unbelievable agony.
"Ah Mr. Riddle, I see that once again you've gotten yourself into some difficulty," Professor Dumbledore said as he stared down from the stage.
Harry saw the headmaster hurt but unbowed.
"That's quite enough Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said and the boys stopped casting the spell.
"You know Tom," Dumbledore continued, "As headmaster I can meet out any punishment including death when an outsider attacks my students and school. But I am feeling benevolent today. Instead I'm just going to leave the spell in place until the Dementors, the loyal ones, arrive to take you to Azkaban and they take turns kissing you."
"I wonder," Harry said as he and Draco left the stage.
"What?" Draco said.
"If you've got the scar where the curse hit you of course."
Draco chuckled and Harry joined him.
"If I do I'm going to keep it hidden, I don't need your kind of fame Harry."
"Think you're going to get some of it anyway after today," Harry stopped and put an arm on Draco's, "Look, I know there have been major changes in you and between us in the past few days, it had to have been hard after last four years but thank you. Don't know what would have happened if you and Slytherin had stood with Voldemort. Thanks."
Draco stunned Harry and everybody watching by first hugging and then kissing Harry on the lips.
"He's mine Malfoy," Ron said before hugging Draco.
"I know," Draco said with a smile.
Dumbledore walked up and handed Draco a wand.
"Is my father really dead?"
"I'm afraid so and from the looks of things for at least a day. Magic was flying that broomstick Draco, not your father."
Draco smiled for a moment before falling into Dumbledore's outstretched arms crying.
There were lots of empty seats and a lot of crying in the Great Hall later that evening. There had only been three fatalities among the students but a lot of injuries, especially among the younger students. Several Slytherins, including Crabbe and Goyle saw their fathers dragged away to Azkaban. While those two knew their fathers were Death Eaters the others hadn't.
Aaron and Scotty had been waiting in the Great Hall with Hermione when Harry, Ron and Draco walked in together. All three shook hands before Draco went to the Slytherin table and Harry and Ron joined their housemates.
"You and Draco were brilliant," Hermione said when they got through the well wishers.
"Thanks," Harry said, "I lost track of all of you when you left the stage. What happened?"
"Mostly a lot of blocking and repelling spells, couple of expelliarmuses for good measure," Aaron said.
"Saved my neck," Hermione said and kissed Aaron's cheek.
Dumbledore walked in and the room fell silent, even the crying died down.
"I have been at Hogwarts for about eighty years now and I have never been prouder of this school, its staff and most importantly its students. Not just for fighting and beating Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters but for coming together as one at our darkest hour. I particularly want to thank Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy for putting aside their differences and facing down one of the most powerful wizards of all time. I pray that this unity will continue.
"There are now four dead students and symbolically there is one from each house. A portrait will be painted with the four of them in their house colors together as a memorial. Madam Pomfrey informs me that none of the other students are in mortal danger. There will be no classes for the remainder of the week and the staff and I will be available around the clock whenever a student needs us. Good night and God bless."
Dumbledore walked over to where Harry and his friends were sitting.
"Thank you Professor Dumbledore," Harry said rising, "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine," Dumbledore said with a wave of his hand, "just fine. Aaron, Scotty I want to thank you two for everything you've done for Hogwarts and just wish you could stay here. Your travel plans have changed however, you will report to my office in the morning and port directly to Liverpool where Mrs. Carter will be waiting. Doby does have a question."
"Three," Harry said and the others nodded.
"See you at breakfast then, and have a good night's sleep. You've earned it, whenever you get around to sleeping that is," Dumbledore said and walked away.
"Does he know?" Scotty said a moment later.
"Mate, nothing happens in this school that he doesn't know about," Ron said.
In the Gryffindor common room Colin Creevey had placed a picture of Abercrombie over the mantle and everybody waved, kissed or otherwise acknowledged their missing hero.
Harry quickly tired of being congratulated and headed up to bed with Ron, Neville, Seamus, Aaron and Scott quickly following. Harry was already undressing by his and Ron's bed when the others made it up the stairs. Without asking Neville placed a blocking spell on the door so nobody could enter.
"Thanks Neville," Harry said, "Thanks all of you for being my friend."
"And not `the boy who lived' friend," Aaron said.
Harry nodded and smiled.
The six boys hugged and kissed then the three couples got into their respective beds and closed the curtains tight. From behind them came sounds of love and love making.