“Harry? You in here?” cried Ron as he entered the boy’s dormitory, “There you are. Hermione’s waiting for us in the library, you better worry. It sounded like it was urgent.” Harry got off of his bed and stammered to his trunk. He had fallen wait, which, again, brought yet another dream about the department of mysteries. He thought about mentioning this dream to Ron and Hermione, but didn’t think they would care anymore, for every dream he had these days were either of Ron, or of the corridor. He glanced out the window, and saw that he had slept most of the day away, for the sun was close to setting.
He slipped off his pants and his underwear and rummaged through his trunk, not realizing that Ron was still standing there in the doorway. Ron was some used to see his friends naked, because they shared the same room and were not separated by any walls; the only thing they could use to conceal themselves was a thin curve, which each of the boys found extremelyunnecessary to use.
Ron ducked a bit to take a good look at Harry’s dick, which for some odd reason he was very attracted to these days. He didn’t know why, but the thought of touching Harry had become extremely appealing as their years at Hogwarts progressed.
Harry finished changing, and turned to see Ron peering at him. He froze for a moment, because he had not known he was still there, and he wondered, had Ron been checking out his naked body? Or was it just his imagination? He stood there thinking for a moment, but then chose to just forget about it, as he remembered that for some reason Hermione wanted to see them in the Library.
Neither of them mentioned the awkward situation back in the Dormitory. The whole way down to the Library they had talked about what they were going there for, which turned out that they didn’t know why she wanted to meet them in the Library, and as they turned into the Library, they immediately spotted Hermione, Mrs. McGonagall hoveringover her.
“Good evening, boys,” McGonagall squealed, “I know this is on short notice, but I would like to talk to all three of you. As you are now all 15, I think it wise I talk to you about a very important matter.” Both Harry and Ron nodded, but each one of them had no possible prospect as to what she was about to lecture, or even warn about. “There is an empty table in the back that I have arranged to be isolated while we speak. This way.”
McGonagall guided each of them to a table with a small candle burning glisteningly in the twilight of the evening. Ron, Hermione, and Harry sat on one side of the table, as Mrs. McGonagall sat on the other. There were a few awkwardly silent moments, and then Mrs. McGonagall cleared her throat. “I understand that you are very close friends, but other teachers, of course meaning Professor Umbridge, are concerned that you are experimenting with sex.” All three of them gasped. Sex? This discussion was about Sex?! Of course the topic un-eased all three of them, but to think that they had been doing it with each other was absurd! They were best friends, not lovers!
As McGonagall went on to explain intercourse and masturbation to a pink-faced Harry, Ron, and Hermione, Harry felt his dick begin to harden in his pants, and he couldn’t help but look and see that Ron was hard, too. Of course they had known all along what each of these things were, but the fact that Dumbledore was gone, and Umbridge was Headmistress now, McGonagall practically had no say as to whether or not they got “The Talk” as people called it these days. It was usually given by parents, which both Ron and Hermione had told him they had gotten from their parents, but Sirius had given it to Harry.
He liked Sirius’ talk far more better than McGonagall’s, because Sirius’ talk included both him and Harry being butt naked, Sirius groping Harry’s dick as to simulate intercourse. He had also gone as far as to teach Harry how to masturbate, which, come to find out, he had already been doing ever since he was 8, but didn’t know what it had a name.
McGonagall concluded her speech, and told them they could go. Each of them left with a hurry. “It’s a lot more boring the second time around,” Ron said after the humiliation of the situation subsided. “I mean my mum talked to me about that stuff years ago, but I never thought I would be getting the same talk again from none other than my teacher!”
“It’s not that that gets me, it’s that Umbridge really suspects us of doing a three-way, I mean it makes me so… so… Ugh I can’t even think straight!” Hermione said, walking so fast that Harry and Ron had to trot at almost a running pace to keep up with her.
“It’s totally Umbridge, though,” said Harry, “I mean look at all she’s been doing lately. I mean this seems a bit mild.”
“Mild? It’s more than milk, Harry, trust me on that!” Hermione said, in some of a scream.
“Maybe we could try it sometimes, though,” said Ron. “I mean it sound kind of kinky, you know?” Hermione froze in her steps in smoked Ron clear in the face with her handbag. The worst part of it though, was that it was packed full of hard-back textbooks. Ron let out a yelp of pain, and a flustered and embarrassed Hermione rushed on ahead of them and vanished out of sight.
“Bloody hell, I was only joking!” said Ron, clutching his swollen face.
“Let me see,” said Harry, examining the blow. His face was as red as a rose where she hit him, but no blood was drawing from his mouth, so there really was nothing to worry about. “You know, I would be up for a three-way.” Ron laughed, and then clutched his throbbing face again.
They made it all the way back to the Common Room, Hermione was nowhere to be found. Harry suspected she went to bed, but it couldn’t be certain. It was dark out, and most of the students had already gone to bed, and Ron and Harry found to reason why not to go on up, too.
As they nearedthe door, Harry could hear a soft moaning sound illuminating from the corridor within. Ron was obviously hearing it too, and they both slide the door open to reveal a masturbating Neville.
He was sprayed out on the floor, no clothes on, and masturbating to what looked like a holographic Harry. He caught sight of Ron and Harry peering in and he quickly grabbed his wand and banished the figure. “I… Uh… You…” He stammered, trying to conceal his pulsating cock.
“Bloody Hell, Neville how did you make that thing?” said Ron, shedding off his robes, and kneeing to the floor to learn how. Harry removed his robes too, but sat cruss-cross in front of Neville.
“Well… Uh…” started Neville, a little taken aback from their keenness to his perversity. “Who would you like to see nude?”
“I dunno,” said Ron, looking at Harry, “How about me?”
Neville got wide eyed, but abruptly looked at the floor, “Nudanious Ron!” he shouted, and a small, naked figure of Ron with a rock-hard dick appeared in the floor between them.
“Blimy!” cried Ron, quite impressed by Neville’s trick, “Do Harry next.” Harry felt the urge to protest, but didn’t, because he liked where this was going.
Again Neville went wide eyed, but this time when he said the incarnation, “Nudanious Harry!”, it sounded a bit well-rehearsed; as if he had conjured Harry up many times. A miniature naked harry appeared in the floor with the miniature of Ron, both had rock-hard dick’s.
“Can you make them do things?” asked Ron, clearly enjoying this scene. Neville glanced at Harry with some of a scared look, and flicked his wand at the two figures. They started masturbating. “This is so awesome!” said Ron, and he gropeed for his wand in the jumble of the robes he had removed earlier. He removed his wand and pointed at the floor, “Nudanious Neville!” he shouted, and a Naked Neville appeared, immediately began to jack off his hard-on as well.
“That’s really hot,” said Harry, and Ron looked at him. They stared for a little while, and Neville, still sitting there Naked with a shirt covering his dick stand up.
“That’s it, this is just too much,” Neville said, and he banished all three of the figures with a flick of his wand. He quickly slipped on some underwear, as Ron and Harry went to their own trunk, and stripped their clothes to the bare skin.
Harry caught Ron looking over at him, and Ron caught Harry looking over at him. Ron grabbed his dick, which Harry noticed a few moments ago that it was hard, and kept staring at Harry and his dick. Harry grabbed his hard-on as well, and began to jack-off too. They continued this for a moment, and Ron walked over to Harry, and kissed him on his lips. Harry was stunned, and with a quick glance over at Neville, he noticed that so was he.
Harry continued to jack-off, but Ron soon replaced Harry’s hand with his own hand, and they both began to jack each other. Neville was jacking off in his own content area, but Harry sort of wished he would join in, too.
Ron began to moan, and he kissed Harry again, they looked at each other and laughed. They finally realized that they both wanted each other, and Harry’s dreams of Ron were coming true.
Ron dropped to his knees and began to suck Harry off, which Harry took great care to enjoy. After a few moments, Harry stopped him, and began sucking off Ron. He moaned like a lion, which Harry found to be quite erotic. Neville let out a loud moan. He had cummed.
Harry felt that Ron was about to blow his load as well, and he quickly removed Ron’s dick from his mouth. They stood there, jacking off while looking at each other, and they both blew their load. Ron came first, and he immediately grabbed Harry’s dick to help.
Harry felt the sensing coming, usually he would stop at this time, but Ron kept going. He felt his whole body go limp with pleasure as white cum burst from the tip of his dick. He wasbreathing heavily, as was Ron. Harry fell to his bed, and Ron fell on his. Both were absolutely fulfilled, and as Harry stood to change into his pajamas, He saw Neville secretly watching mini-figures of Ron and Harry under his sheets.
“Neville,” Harry said, and Neville quickly hid the display, “You don’t have to hide it, I mean come on lets face it, we all like to watch each other. You can do it in the open, and be sure to tell the others when they get back, too. I saw Seamus hiding one of Lavender the other night, let’s be open about it if we’re going to do it!”
Harry slide into bed, shared looks with Ron, and slowly drifted to sleep.
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