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Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry
Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, first, grope, magic, mc,



Harry Potter:
Harry Potter And The Spellbook Of Desires Part 1 - Camping
by Avatrek

Harry was having the best time of his life; he was with the people he cared
about the most, and he was at the event of the year; the Quidditch World Cup.
Harry, Hermione, and most of the Weasley family had just arrived at the
campground, and Harry already knew it was going to be a match that he'd never
forget.

Mr. Weasley had just asked Harry, Hermione and Ron to go and fetch some water
for their tent. As they made their way through the mass of exotic tents and
people, Harry was stopped by an odd looking salesman. The salesman wasn't even
trying to blend into the muggle environment; his appearance was way over the
top; flashy orange and yellow clothing, topped off with a bright neon green top
hat.

Harry would have simply continued on walking, brushing the madman aside, but for
some reason he was drawn to him.

"You look like a young man interested in taking a chance on an ancient and
long-lost book" said the salesman with enthusiasm. "The only one in existence;
able to grant any owner the access to the most forbidden fruit known to man"
continued the salesman as Ron and Hermione kept walking, leaving Harry alone
with the salesman.

"What's in this miracle book?" asked a skeptical Harry, now searching for it in
the hands of the salesman.

"No-no-no!" said the man wagging his finger at Harry. "You must first show me
you have the necessary money"

Harry, still skeptical of the traveling salesman, slowly reached into his money
bag to show the man he had plenty of money. Before pulling any money out
however, he asked, "How much is it going to cost me?"

"For a young student, burdened by the cost of paying for school. ten Galleons!"
responded the flashy salesman, clearly unsure whether Harry would bite and
purchase the book.

Harry showed the salesman that he indeed had the required gold.

In an instance, the salesman waved his wand making Harry's gold disappear, and
replacing it with a heavy leather-bound book. As Harry was about to tell the
salesman to stop, he had vanished, disappearing before Harry even agreed to buy
the book.

"Probably full of blank pages" thought Harry as he waved his wand and made the
book disappear until he had time to take a closer look at it.

"Come on Harry" yelled Hermione and Ron, after realizing they had lost Harry.

Unsure of why, Harry felt that he'd better keep the book secret, in order not to
be made a joke of or chided by his friends for buying a mysterious book for ten
Galleons before even opening it.

Harry, Ron and Hermione continued on down the path, through both the Irish and
Bulgarian supporters, stopping to talk to any friendly faces they saw.

The long walk to the water well was a great opportunity for Harry and Ron to
stare at some of the more exotic and unbelievably attractive foreign witches. It
had been last year that both Harry and Ron had discovered a different side to
the girls of Hogwarts. Both Harry and Ron would feel themselves get horny at the
possibility of cracking one of the more attractive girl's unbreakable shells.
Stripping them naked and having their way with them is what consumed both of
Harry and Ron's minds, ninety percent of the day. Walking to the well also gave
them the opportunity to stare at their good but incredible attractive best
friend, Hermione, whom they always walked behind, not because she was the one
holding the map, but because Hermione had one of hottest asses either of the
boys had ever seen.

Hermione was sporting tight blue jeans, perfect for showing off her small but
tight teen ass. Every once and a while Hermione would glance backs and see Ron
and Harry staring at her ass, but she'd never say anything. She kept quiet, not
because she didn't want to embarrass them, but because she liked the extra
attention. In truth, Hermione knew all about sex; she had been educated by her
parents in the summer, and although Hermione enjoyed teasing both her best
friends and the rest of the boys at Hogwarts, Hermione would never consider
giving into their lustful advances.

As they reached the community well, Ron gave Hermione the empty bucket to fill
with water, wanting the opportunity to watch Hermione bend over. Just as
Hermione got to work, a fellow Gryffindor, Seamus Finnigan approached Harry and
Ron.

"Hey Harry, hey Ron, how's it going" roared an excited Seamus. "Come to show
your support for Ireland!"

Harry and Ron had been staring straight at Hermione's ass when Seamus had
interrupted their viewing pleasure. They snapped out of their reverie, just as
Seamus finished his sentence.

"Yeah! Yeah!" mumbled a slightly embarrassed Harry and Ron.

Seamus, realizing what they were staring at, changed the subject to Hermione in
an instant. "Boy, I'd like to crack that egg!" he said now joining Harry and Ron
in staring at Hermione.

"You're telling me" sighed a dejected Ron.

"Well. luck seems to be on my side today, so I think I'll take a crack at her"
said Seamus as he starting walking towards Hermione.

Both Harry and Ron were taken off-guard by the sudden impulsive actions of their
friend. Before they could say anything to Seamus, he had already made it to
Hermione and given her ass a hard squeeze, saying something inaudible to her
which both Harry and Ron could not hear. To their amazement, Hermione smiled at
Seamus as he finished talking and let go of her ass. However, as Hermione lifted
up the full bucket of water she had collected; both Harry and Ron realized the
peril Seamus was now in. In an instant, she had dumped the entire contents on to
Seamus's head and started refilling it without saying another word.

Seamus walked back to Harry and Ron, and to their shock, was smiling from ear to
ear.

"Why are you smiling Seamus" asked Ron. "Didn't you just get shutdown?"

"Yeah. I sure did" he responded, "but at least I got a good squeeze in first"

All three of them laughed as Hermione continued to pump the water and fill the
bucket.

After a long walk back to their campsite, Harry and Ron collapsed upon entering
the tent, exhausted by the long walk. After a good lunch; Harry made Ron follow
him into the empty girl's tent while everyone else was distracted. Harry whipped
out his wand and out of thin air, the mysterious black leather-bound book he had
bought appeared.

"What's that?" asked a confused Ron.

"I don't really know, but I thought I'd show you before Hermione, just in case
it's something stupid" responded Harry, as he opened the untitled leather cover.

The first page had the title written in ink, right in the center of the page,
`Spellbook of Desires'. However, it seemed to have no author and no description
of what the book was about.

Harry quickly turned the page over to find an index, listing every chapter in
the book. To Harry and Ron's amazement, the first chapter was titled `Sexual
Inhibitions' and the rest were titled similarly, all with sexual connotations.
Harry and Ron were both excited at the prospect of discovering spells and
potions which would unlock their wildest dreams, so they turned the page as fast
as they could. On the top of the next page read the title, `Sexual Inhibitions',
with a short description underneath.

It read:

Have you ever desired what you knew you could never have; a stranger, a secret
crush or even a close friend. Does their icy cold attitude make it impossible to
break that shell-like exterior? If you ever wanted someone to submit to your
every desire with no ill consequences, then this potion will satisfy your every
need! This potion will release your intended target's every sexual inhibition
until they become your total sexual slave!

Warning, the intended target will only be sexually inhibited for the intended
benefactor, No one else!

It looked good to both Harry and Ron as they closely read and re-read the
description. To their obvious and delighted amazement, the potion-work seemed
very simple, so simple in fact, that they could concoct the potion in no time at
all. The directions stated that all that was needed was hot water, a hair from
the intended benefactor, and a few simple wand movements.

At the bottom of the instructions read out the time limit the potion would have:
This concoction will last for only one hour and upon its conclusion, the drinker
will have no memory of that hour's exploits. Enjoy!

Harry and Ron looked at each other, "I'm first!" both shouted as smirks formed
on their faces.

"It's my book!" retorted a defensive Harry.

"So" responded Ron. "You're my guest"

Knowing that they would never settle who would inevitably go first, they decided
to draw straws. Harry found a stick, broke it in two and held them up for Ron to
choose. Ron picked the smaller of the two, leaving Harry with the largest, and
the right to go first.

"Tell me how it goes, at least, because we both know who you're going to use it
on" pouted Ron, knowing that Harry had Hermione in mind.

Ron left as Harry began to prepare the ingredients. Harry heated up some water,
found a cup, plucked a hair from his head and performed the simple spell, making
the water glow a bright green before turning clear again. Harry next had to
think of a way to lure Hermione into the tent and drink the hot beverage with no
questions asked.

As Harry formulated a plan to trick Hermione into drinking the potion, Ron was
busy at work trying to find Hermione and make sure Harry wouldn't be the first
into her panties. Ron quickly found her sitting down at the table in the other
lounge playing wizard's chess with Ginny. Ron had to find an excuse to get her
away as soon as possible. So, he found the bucket of water they had retrieved
from the well, and poured the entire contents down the bathroom sink.

"Hermione! I thought you said you filled the bucket, there's no water left!" Ron
complained, as best he could.

"What?" responded a confused Hermione. "I know I filled it, let me see"

Hermione looked and was shocked to see it empty. "Hmmpf" she said, "I guess I
can go fill it up again, seeing that it was my responsibility"

"Oh, and take your time" Ron said with a small smirk growing on his face. Ron
knew that Harry would not be able to wait long enough for Hermione to return,
opting instead to use the potion on another unsuspecting girl.

Hermione made it outside the tent with the bucket, but was quickly confronted by
an excited Harry.

"Hermione! Perfect, I want you to try something I just bought, it's the best
drink I've ever tasted!" said Harry excitedly.

"Sure Harry, but first I need to get some more water, then I'll be right back"
Hermione said happily.

Harry re-entered the girl's tent, ecstatic that Hermione was finally going to be
his. As Harry looked up to see where he had placed the cup of potion, he was
horrified to see the red-headed Ginny Weasley gulping down the entire contents
of the cup.

"Wait Ginny, don---" stammered an alarmed Harry.

But it was too late, Ginny had drunk the entire glass, and the effects were
already apparent. Ginny turned around slowly, massaging her small left breast
with her left hand while her right was busy at work buried down her rather small
skirt.

Harry had never even thought of Ginny in this kind of way. She was a year
younger then him, not to mention his best friend's younger and only sister. Only
now did Harry really appreciate how hot Ginny Weasley actually was. Her breasts
were a little smaller than Hermione, but her body was just as hot and just as
tight. Perhaps letting her drink the potion wasn't such a huge mistake.

As Harry contemplated his options, Ginny was busy at work removing her pullover
sweater and her plaid skirt. Her hands were hard at work still as she felt
unfamiliar urges takeover her young virgin body. Secretly, she had always had a
crush on Harry Potter, but because he was her brother's friend, and he never
seemed interested in her, she had never made a serious move. The sensation
rolling through her entire body at that moment however, made anything seem
possible.

Harry continued to stare as Ginny played with herself; looking up and down her
body, examining her freckled body, her tiny panties, and her beautiful features.
Harry watched as she pulled off her white shirt, followed swiftly by her panties
and bra, revealing young pert and small breasts, and an extremely tight looking,
bald pussy.

Ginny was still massaging both her breasts and pussy at this point, but her eyes
were now drawn to a large bulge forming in Harry's pants. For some reason, all
she could think of was getting on her knees, crawling over to him, unzipping his
pants, and pulling out what ever lay beneath. Ginny did this in short order,
with little protestation from a shocked Harry, who still couldn't get over
Ginny's actions.

Harry felt Ginny's small fingers unzip and unbutton his pants, followed by them
pulling both them and his underwear to his ankles. Harry looked down to see his
hard five inches unencumbered by his underwear and pants. Harry could also see
what looked like ravenous desire in Ginny's eyes as she grabbed hold of Harry's
cock and started to slowly pump it back and forth.

Ginny had no idea what she was doing; sure she knew the basics of sexual
intercourse, but she had never even truly thought about. Something inside her
was urging her to grab hold of Harry's cock and stroke at fast as she could.
Before long however, the urge to put it in her mouth overtook her as well and
within seconds, she was engulfing the entire five inches like a pro.

Harry was in paradise, the sensation of Ginny's warm mouth engulfing his dick
was almost too much for Harry to handle. Harry knew what would happen if it
became too much, having practiced several times by himself, but he wanted this
to last as long as possible.

Sensing that Harry was close to cumming, Ginny pulled off of his cock and stood
up, facing Harry. By this point, Ginny had no control over what she was doing; a
guiding force seemed to be directing all of her actions. She gestured with her
right hand to follow her, sexily wiggling her ass as she made her way over to a
small kitchen table.

Harry had a tinkling of what was about to come, having seen pictures and having
watched adult programs before. He followed Ginny over to the kitchen table and
watched as she bent herself over the table, presenting her incredibly tight
pussy to him. The moment of truth had come for Harry, this would be the first
time he'd ever fucked a girl, and he knew he'd never forget it. He stepped up
behind Ginny and rubbed the tip of his cock against her already moist slit.

"Mmmmm" moaned Ginny as Harry prodded the opening of her pussy, hoping to find
an entrance as soon as possible.

Harry was in luck, after a few short seconds the tip of his cock lodged itself
into the opening of her pussy . With all his strength, he slowly nudged the tip
of his cock into Ginny's tiny pussy.

"UNGGHHH!" both Ginny and Harry grunted as Harry lodged a good two inches into
her virgin cunt.

Harry slowly pushed in and out in a sawing motion for the next few minutes,
until about four inches of his cock was inside Ginny. He felt a some kind of a
barrier, blocking the way. Not knowing what it was, Harry continued to push
against the elastic barrier until with a little painful screaming from Ginny, he
managed to force his cock in the entire way.

Ginny had been in severe pain the entire time Harry had been fucking her;
however, it was the final breakthrough that had hurt the most. Now that Harry
was through however, it was starting to feel a lot better for Ginny, so much so
in fact, she had started moaning as Harry started to pick up the pace. She could
feel a small trickle of blood run down her inner thigh, but by this point, the
pleasure in her pussy was beginning to overwhelm her.

"Yesssss!" moaned Ginny as Harry's pace pushed her over the edge for the first
time in her life.

Harry felt the warm gush of fluid surround his cock before leaking out of her
pussy and mixing with the small amount of blood rolling down her inner thigh.
With the added sensation of Ginny's spasming pussy and the warm liquid running
down his cock, Harry knew that his end was near. Wanting to end it in style,
like the adult programs did on T.V., Harry pulled out of Ginny just in the nick
of time.

"Get on your knees!" he shouted, as Ginny flipped over and sunk to her knees for
the second time that day. She didn't know what was coming, but she knew she'd
love it.

"Ungghhh" grunted Harry as he pointed his cock at Ginny's glistening face. He
started to ejaculate several large loads of his hot cum onto Ginny's smiling
face. As the cum splashed against her cheeks and forehead, she opened her mouth
in anticipation to catch a few drops. Not wanting to disappoint, Harry unloaded
the last couple of strands into her waiting mouth before nearly fainting from
the sensation. Harry watched as the cum-plastered Ginny in front of him starting
scooping the excess cum off her face and into her mouth, where she greedily
drank it down.

In minutes, Ginny was finished cleaning herself. She splashed some water on her
face to clean herself up and was ready for another round.

Harry, both exhausted and knowing that the hour was nearly up, commanded Ginny
to clothe herself and go and lie down in her bed for the next fifteen minutes.

Ginny did so dutifully, now completely under the control of the potion. Harry
cleaned and clothed himself as Ginny made her way to her room. All in all, he
was very happy. It wasn't Hermione, but it was definitely something he would
never forget. Harry picked up his leather-bound treasure, made it disappear into
thin air again for safe keeping, and made his way out of the tent as if nothing
had happened. As he was making his way it into the boy's tent next door however,
he ran into Ron, who looked very pleased with himself.

"I guess you didn't use that potion on Hermione!" said Ron with a smirk on his
face.

"How did you know?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I sent her off on a little `errand'" he responded, obviously still pleased
with himself.

Harry thought about telling Ron off for the childishness of his actions, but
thought better of it, seeing that instead of plowing Hermione, he had just
fucked Ron's little not-so-innocent sister.

"That's alright; I got some grade-A-pussy anyway!" Harry responded instead.

"Who?" asked Ron, now interested in Harry's score.

"Oh... some nosy little slut I caught sneaking around" Harry reciprocated with a
smile forming on his face.

"Well... I hope you fucked her like the slut she was" said Ron now laughing.

"Oh, I did, I definitely did!" said Harry, grinning from ear to ear.

"So where's Ginny?" Ron asked innocently, looking around.

    

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