"No... don't do this... ah... mhm... mmph..." Harley tried to push away Fred's wicked hand, but how could her petite frame resist two grown men? The crispy chicken leg thrust in and out of her, making her slick juices flow uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, George wasn't about to be outdone. He slipped his hand under Harley's shirt, skillfully unfastening her easily removable bra. He stuffed the special-design garment into his pocket before reaching back in to continue his assault.
"Ah... not here... mhm... oh..." Harley moaned, tears of arousal welling in her eyes.
"Don't worry," George whispered in her ear, sensually licking the delicate shell. His tongue traced the contours of her ear, then flicked in and out of her earlobe, making the sensitive Harley nearly jump. "Just wait until the banquet ends. I'll satisfy you then."
Fred withdrew the juice-covered chicken leg and began devouring the specially seasoned treat with relish, leaving Harley...
Harley turned away in shame, but this time it was George's turn. He picked up a thick, long German sausage, grinned at Harley, and the sausage vanished before her eyes.
Just as Harley was about to be swept into another wave of lust, Ron, sitting beside her, stared fixedly at her alluring figure, completely oblivious to what he was eating. He repeatedly stabbed the food he was mindlessly picking up into his own nose.
And Hermione? She was nowhere to be seen at the table. It turned out she had quickly become involved with the tall, imposing Quidditch team captain, Oliver Wood. At that moment, she was hiding under the table, devouring a large sausage!
At that moment, Harley was unaware that her future Potions professor was watching her. Severus Snape had been unable to tear his gaze away from her since she entered the hall.
Those eyes, identical to Lily's, and that strikingly similar face captivated him. But the jet-black hair cruelly reminded him that this wasn't Lily, but the daughter of the man he despised, Potter. His stony expression revealed nothing of his thoughts, but his eyes flickered between tenderness and hatred, a stark contradiction.
"Harley is beautiful, isn't she? Those eyes are exactly like her mother's. Hagrid says she's a good girl."
Dumbledore gave Snape a meaningful look.
"Hmph! She's just like her father, all flattery and trouble," Snape muttered. For some reason, he felt deeply irked that the adorable Harley was drawing so much attention.
Dumbledore smiled but said nothing. He trusted Snape implicitly, his reminder having served its purpose.
...
After the banquet, the Gryffindor first-years followed Percy through the noisy crowd, exiting the hall and ascending the marble staircase. Harley's legs felt leaden, and if the Weasley brothers hadn't half-carried, half-dragged her, she might not have been able to move at all.
Suddenly, the group ahead froze. Floating in mid-air before them was a wand.
"It's Peeves," Percy whispered to the first-years. "A mischievous ghost who loves pranks." He raised his voice. "Peeves—show yourself!"
The response was a loud, shrill pop, like a deflating balloon.
"Are you calling for the Bloody Baron?"
With another pop, a gnome-like creature materialized, its evil black eyes and gaping mouth framed by crossed legs in mid-air.
Floating in mid-air, Peeves clutched his staff tightly. "Heh heh heh!" he cackled maliciously. "So it's those annoying first-year brats! This is too much fun!"
He suddenly lunged at the students, startling them all. Peeves could freely control his body, making himself invisible, tangible, or even solid (for a brief time), and as he passed through them, they felt a chill like ice.
As he flew toward Harley, his eyes lit up. He deliberately lifted her skirt and slithered beneath it. Harley screamed and quickly pulled down her skirt. Thankfully, no one noticed her—she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt—because everyone was in disarray from Peeves's prank. Amid the chaos, Harley couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that Peeves had licked her crotch.
Finally, they reached the Gryffindor common room, a cozy circular chamber filled with plush armchairs.
Percy led the girls through one door to their dormitories, then guided the boys through another.
The door.
At Hogwarts, all the houses had a male majority, so Gryffindor boys had to share rooms of four, while the girls could share rooms of two.
Harley just happened to be roommates with Hermione. The room had two large four-poster beds on either side, draped in deep red flannel curtains. A desk stood near the window, and each girl had a spacious wardrobe. The room also included a small bathroom with a bathtub large enough to accommodate two.
For Harley, this was the most luxurious room she had ever seen. Hermione, however, pursed her lips, looking dissatisfied.
Just as they finished touring the room, the Twins and Ron arrived.
"We finally managed to ditch Percy," George said, looking smug.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, darling!" Fred wrapped his arm around Harley from behind and pulled her toward the bed.
"You two take your time. I'll be back later." Hermione waved and left the room.
"Um, how do we... get it out?" Harley asked shyly, sitting at the foot of the bed.
"Let's take a look first," George said, pushing Harley onto the bed and stripping her naked, eliciting a startled gasp from her.
"Little Ron's never seen a naked woman before, have you? Ah! Ginny and Mom don't count." Fred pushed Ron forward, forcing him to look closely, while George pulled aside Harley's hands, which she was using to cover herself.
"So... so beautiful..." Ron swallowed hard, staring dumbly at Harley's body. Her bashful face bloomed like a flower, her fair skin softer and more luminous than silk. Her small breasts, easily cupped in one hand, were adorably pink at the tips, making his heart ache with desire. Her slender waist was barely wider than a span, her long, straight legs led to a mysterious valley between them, hiding a delicate flower that captivated Ron completely.
"Little virgin Ron's been stunned speechless by a naked woman." George and Fred burst into laughter.
"Shut up!" Ron's face flushed redder than his hair.
"Harley, let me try to get it out." George parted her moist folds and inserted his finger, attempting to retrieve the Chocolate Frog.
"Mmm... Ahh... Ugh... Right there..." Harley's body trembled slightly with each wave of pleasure as George's fingers probed her.
"This is too deep. I can't reach it with my hand," George grumbled, struggling to retrieve the errant Chocolate Frog.
"Let me try," Fred said, patting George on the shoulder and taking over. He spread Harley's legs wider and leaned down, his tongue flicking and sucking at her entrance.
"No... Ah... Don't do this... Mmm... Ah..." Harley felt utterly mortified, being licked like this in front of Ron, whose wide-eyed stare only intensified her embarrassment.
"Hmph... Still no luck," Fred said, but he licked his lips as if reluctant to stop. Harley's arousal tasted different from other women—sweet and fragrant, leaving him craving more. It took great effort for him to pull away.
"What do we do now?" Harley asked, terrified. She didn't want that Chocolate Frog stuck inside her forever.
"We'll have to use..." George began.
"...the other method!" Fred finished, his voice almost singing. The two exchanged a wicked grin.
"What method?" Harley asked, feeling uneasy at their mischievous smiles.
"Just stick a cock in there and mash the chocolate until it melts."
"This... this..." Harley blushed crimson. Though she had been raped multiple times and hated being forced, she secretly found the act pleasurable. Beyond the physical pleasure and climax, the warmth and possessiveness of a man's embrace, something she had craved since childhood, left her vulnerable.
Her growing fondness for the Weasley brothers also made her less resistant, though her shyness remained.
"Let Ron handle this!" Fred said. "Don't say your brother didn't take care of you."
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