Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism - Ch 11 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism - Ch 11

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism Chapter 11 - Quidditch Favours Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author The castle was buzzing, as it usually was on the first eve of term. Large groups of students, happy and well fed from the start of year feast, were scattered throughout the many halls of Hogwarts. Some had changed quickly out of their robes, enjoying the late sunset of September the first. They talked and laughed as stories and intriguing rumours from the summer holidays were swapped, and old bonds of both friendship and romance were remade. Couples sauntered off into secluded corners, and in the shadows the most senior students of Hogwarts did what any teenagers of the age did. The world of magic was no different from that of muggles, in many ways. However muggles didn't have the wealth of opportunies that Fred and George now had. The twins had talked in hushed voices all through the feast about their plans and the possibilities now open to them. George was eager to sneak to a disused classroom with their supplies, and try brewing a fresh new potion he had found deep in their notes. But Fred wanted to test one they had already made. "Come on mate, think of it!" Fred was arguing. George chuckled. "Man, we only just finished up with that slut Angelina a couple of hours ago. Why the rush?" "What?" asked Fred, dumbfounded. "Why? Have you forgotten how.." Quickly, ...

... George shook his head, his eyes looking past his twin across the crimson lit courtyard. Fred turned, to see what his brother was staring at. Katie Bell stood with her back to them, deep in a heated conversation with Angelina herself. Both of them strained to hear what was being discussed. "I'm not just kicking you off the team out of nowhere, you know" Angelina was almost shouting at Katie. "Wood was telling you to get it together two years ago. And I know that you didn't practice once all through last year, with the tournament going on." "What?" hissed Katie back at her. "Where'd you hear that lie? I was on my broom practicing every fortnight!" "Oh really?" questioned Angelina. "Can't have been at it alone, that'd be terrible training. Who were you with?" With a little hesitation, Katie blurted out "Fred and George, of course." Angelina smiled. "Yeah?" "Yeah, every other Sunday." Angelina motioned over to the twins, having seen them earlier. "Well, we can ask them." Katie turned, and saw the twins staring at them. George thought he saw her gulp. "Sure" she said slowly, sounding perfectly confident. "Hey guys" Angelina called out at them. "Is this true? She trained with you last year?" "Totally true" called out Fred, without even looking at Katie. "Every other Sunday, like she said." Angelina's eyes narrowed. "Well" she murmured, sounding sceptical. "I'll reconsider. But you'd better get training immediately, Katie. If I do keep you on the team, I want to see your best." She ...