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Harry Potter and the room of fulfillment

In the next few hours Harry was barraged with many awkward apologies, and even a few offers to return the service he'd provided. But all he wanted was for everyone to just forget it, and not say a word. Which was of course much promised, still by breakfast the next morning it was out. The Slithern table burst into loud lewd laughter, as soon as he walked in. And he could hear the whispering and snickering from the other tables as he walked by. Sitting at his own table he did his best to ignore it all, but everything he ate tasted like bile in his mouth. With breakfast over they all hurried off to class's, where it wasn't much better for Harry. Then coming back from herblogy, he had to answer the call of nature.

In the boys restroom, he was glad to find himself all alone. Hurrying into a stall, he dropped his trousers and sit down. When there came a knock on his stall door, opening it a crack he looked out to see a tall handsome Ravenclaw boy. "Errr... what?" Harry started to ask, but was cut off as the boy pushed his way into the stall and locked the door behind him. Without a word the tall boy whipped his stiff cock out, dangling it in front of Harry's face.

"Go on... you know you want to." He half offered... half ordered. Harry opened his mouth to deny it, and found himself fed that big stiff organ.

"I'mmmmm..." Harry choked as that hard cock filled his mouth, then unable to resist he began to suck... A few minutes later, the Ravenclaw boy left with a satisfied smirk, and a load lighter. Leaving the stunned and confused Harry wondering about his own sexually... Harry stumbled back out into the hall... the taste of cum still thick within his mouth. When a dark and surly voice harshly spit out his name from a dark alcove nearby.

"Potter." Severus Snape hissed, as he stepped out of the shadows that had concealed him so completely. Harry jerked his spine stiffening as he heard that hated voice, and noted a softness within it once again. It was only after their encounter with him as a toy, that the sickening bit of fondness had appeared in Snape's voice. It was thankfully only in evidence when they were alone, in class Snape's voice was as hard and sharp as ever. Even if he'd been ignoring Harry much more than normal, a thing Harry was very happy with.

"Professor." Harry squeaked, his own voice much more fawning and eager to please than normal; a fact he hated about himself now. Still he couldn't pull his mind away from the experience of Snape using him, and how much pleasure he'd felt from it. Snape held one finger up to silence him, as if the sound of Harry's voice was offensive.

"Follow me." He stated slow and distinctly, as if trying very hard to control his distaste for the teenager he saw before him. And then in a swirl of black robes, he spun on his heel and began to walk down a dark side corridor swiftly. Moving as if to lose his pursuer he walked silently down the dark hallways, through doors and down ancient stairways. With Harry stumbling along behind him struggling to keep up, with the dark clad figure ahead of him. Even as his mind raced trying to decide what was going on, and why Snape was leading him around this seclusive route. "Lumos." That wicked voice hissed and the darkness was suddenly awash in pale white light, as Snape's wand tip lit up. Harry realizing where they were at last, in a short side passage behind the grand staircase. The wall they were facing was blank gray stone, but as Harry stepped closer a doorway flickered into existence. "The room of fulfillment... use it as you will." Snape grunted, opening the door and ushering Harry through it into the small room beyond.

"Professor I don't understan..." Harry started to say, but was cut off as Snape glared at him. Those piercing dark eyes melting into something else for a moment before sharping once more.

"Stand here... wait ten minutes and you will." Snape stated flatly, and then closed the door leaving harry alone in the small room. Harry had been expecting total darkness, but was surprised to see light streaming in through holes in the wall. Seven holes in all, four the color of the four houses. Above the fifth was the word Perfects, the sixth was labeled Staff; while the seventh was plain gray castle stone. Moving over to the first opening he peeked through, surprised to see one of the schools many restroom on the other side. It was empty, slowly harry moved over to the next hole to see a restroom that he was very familiar with. As his use it every morning when he awoke in Griffindor tower. The four house holes were empty, but through the seventh gray stone hole he saw movement.

"I never saw that before!" A startled voice choked from the other side, as the light streaming through was dimmed. By someones body as they stood in front of it, even as a second voice chuckled lewdly.

"I've heard about these... my older brother told me." The second voice explained, as a finger circled around the rim of the stone opening. "Its a glory hole... someone wants to polish knob."

"You... you think so?" The first voice asked nervously, as a second finger joined the first exploring the rim of that hole. "But... but why haven't I seen it before?"

"Because its magic of course..." The second voice snickered, as that finger was thrust straight through the middle of the hole. Harry couldn't help leaning forwards and taking it into his mouth suckling softly on it. "Ammmm Hmmm." That voice moaned as he thrust his finger in and out of that soft hot suckling mouth filling the air with lewd slurping noises. "It only appears when there is someone on the other side that wants to... you know suck!"

"So... so there is a guy back there wanting to... to..." The first voice stammered sounding nervous and at the same time extremely excited.

"Or a girl." That second voice countered, although it didn't sound very confident. "Could be Vanola Whitemane... for all we know." Harry knew that name, she was a Ravenclaw girl who was known to be the prettiest girl at Hogwarts.

"You... you think it is..." The first voice asked, and suddenly Harry saw a face peeking into the opening a embroidered Badger on his robes. But Harry knew he could not be seen in the dark chamber beyond the wall. "I can't see anything but darkness." The Hufflepuff boy complained to his friend, as the other boy laughed.

"No of course not..." The other Hufflepuff boy answered in amusement, at the naivety of his friend. "Of course not... that's what makes it so great... could be anyone on your willie even that old battleaxe McGonagall."

"Merlin... don't say that she'd most likely bite it off!" The first voice stammered, as his body shuddered in disgust at his friends imagery.

"So you gonna use it or not?" The second voice asked in amusement, as the first boy backed await from the hole.

"I... I'm not so sure... maybe if... if I was alone." That nervous voice hedged, as the second boy snickered and moved forwards.

"Well I damn sure am." He grunted pulling his wet finger out of the hole, and quickly parting his robes drawing out his stiff erection.

"Wha... wha..." That first voice stammered even as he stepped closer, watching his friends cock slide into that dark hole. And then watching as his friends face twisted into a smile of delight, as a hot mouth engulfed his needy cock. "How... how does it... it feel." That first voice asked unnecessarily, as the second boy slammed his hip's against the tile wall fucking that hot mouth lustfully.

"Brilliant!" That second voice breathed raggedly, as Harry's mouth pulled and suckled on his throbbing organ lustfully. "Ammm Ammm Ammm." He moaned as those hot tight lip's slid smoothly up and down his rigid length, making him thrust his loins against the wall more and more lustfully.

"Oh wow... Ohoo damn... hurry up I wanta try it!" The first voice panted in excitement, and Harry could image him standing by wanking his stiff cock eagerly. The idea of it pleasing him enormously, he wanted to be desired to have others lusting after using him.

***

Harry had to race to get to his next class in time, oddly enough it was potions. He just managed to scramble in the door in the nick of time, and quickly hurried over to a table.

"Cutting it a bit close Potter." Professor Snape demanded coldly never looking up, as Harry quickly set up his equipment. On the table beside Ron, who was looking at he questioningly

"I'm sorry Professor I... Aha... lost track of time." Harry stammer, as Ron gave him a wondering look from across the table.

"I would have thought you'd learned a lesson about tarrying in the hall's so late Potter." Snape taunted, drawing a great number of lewd chuckles from the Slithern side of the room. Harry blushed, as he knew that Malfoy had spread word of his transformation and use all over school. "Or perhaps you like being punished." Snape left that hanging drawing more lewd chuckles from the Slitherns, making Harry blush and hate him all the more. Still he couldn't stop himself from answering in that simpering fawning voice.

"Its always instructive being punished by you sir." Snape choked looking up at Harry intensely for a second, his eyes searching and troubled. While Ron gave him a warning look, thinking if he teased Snape to much they would surely get into trouble.

"One would hope such instruction would be a benefit Potter." Snape grunted, his voice sounding oddly emotional for and instant before hardening once more. "Although Obviously it has not!" He finished, his voice hard and sneering once more oddly Harry didn't feel any anger at it this time. "You will be crafting a transgender draft today." Snape informed them all, drawing childish giggles from the teenage boys. However he silenced all such levity with a single scorching glance, gesturing to the black broad behind him. Where writing suddenly appeared magically, drawing himself up to his full height Snape snarled. "You have one hour... begin."

Class went surprisingly well after that, Snape hovered over him as usual. But strangely Harry didn't find this annoying and distracting like he normally did, indeed when Snape leaned over to peer into his Calderon. Harry was secretly thrilled when the Professor's crotch pressed against the back of his hand, as it clutched the edge of the table. "Passable Potter." Snape grunted even as Harry's hand secretly groped his loins, Harry feeling the Professors long cock jerk and harden under his questing finger tip's. Almost instantly he swept away however in a swirl of black robes, never glancing back as he paced around the room. Always staying just out of reach of Harry's table, as if he didn't trust Harry wouldn't haul his cock out and start suckling on it right there in class.

Ron's potion was far less successful however, and Snape was soon back sneering at that steaming Cauldron derisively. "We really must have madam Pomfrey see to your eyes Weasley."

"Wha?" Ron stuttered, looking up at the smirking Professor Snape confused.

"Your eyes must be bad for clearly..." Snape paused for effected as the class began to chuckle and Ron's face began to redden. "You chopped up your dung beetles... instead of crushing them as was plainly ordered in line seven of my clearly written instructions." The Slytherin's were openly laughing now as the steam coming from Ron Cauldron turned a deathly black. "Therefore I can only surmise that your eye sight is poor, or you are a total moron." Snape hissed venomously, as he whipped out his wand and emptying Ron's Cauldron with a careless wave. "Either way... it has earned you a zero for this class Weasley."

"Do you believe that git?" Ron whispered to harry, as he helped bottle Harry's potion for final grading the creamy pinkish liquid still steaming pearly vapors.

"Well... you did misread the instructions." Harry whispered back softly, shocking Ron who looked at him in shock. Harry almost never missed a chance to trade insults about Snape, as if sensing Ron's surprise Harry blushed. "He... he didn't have to give you a zero tho' that was just vindictive, but then you know how much he dislikes Gryffindors." Harry whispered quickly, as Ron winced and sat the hot bottle down quickly, because his second hand dragon skin gloves had a hole in them.

"Bloody Hell!" Ron shouted, slinging his glove off and waving his burnt finger in the air wildly.

"That will be enough... five points from Gryffindor for swearing."

"I just burnt my..." Ron tried to explain quickly, but was instantly cut off by a smirking Snape.

"Ten points for talking back... Care to make it fifty Mr. Weasley?" Ron gritted his teeth, remembering that it was normally Harry who was on the receiving end of this sort of thing. While the Slytherin's giggled and pointed clearly highly amused by it all.

"No sir." He answered carefully, even as his face and neck turned a brighter shade of red than his hair.

"Just five more minutes." Harry whispered behind his hand as Ron was busy packing away his potions equipment and fuming silently.

"Time..." Snape called sharply as he sat down behind his desk and made a show of ignoring Harry. "Bottle your potions and set them upon my desk." Around the room students hurriedly bottled up what they had, and quickly moved to place it on his desk even as the bell ring. Ron was out the door at once but Harry hung back until his was the last bottle to be turned in. Strolling up Harry held up his transgender potion looking at it swirling about in his bottle.

"Here you go sir." Harry said handing the bottle to a confused and obviously uncomfortable Snape, who took it gingerly as if afraid of touching Harry.

"About time... you'd better hurry off to your next class Potter." Snape warned his voice losing all it's former harshness as he spoke. "I'll not have you using me as an excuse for your tardiness."

"I have an open period next." Harry explained, with a slight smile playing across his face, even as Snape looked at him strangely. "And I figured you might be wanting me to drink that potion... just ya know to see if it works." A flicker of dark delight shone in Snape's black eyes, and Harry almost thought he was going to take him up on the offer. But then seventh years began to file into the classroom and Snape's face harden once more.

"No... no Potter I don't believe that will be necessary." Snape hiss as his eyes scanned the filling classroom and then a wicked flicker of pleasure lit his face. 'Crash!' And harry's potion bottle lay shatter on the floor, whipping out his wand Snape made the spilled potion vanish. "Clumsy boy... well if you want to make that up come to my office tonight at seven o clock, otherwise it shall be a zero for you."

"Oh I'll be there Professor!" Harry swore through gritted teeth, as he worked to control his excitement.

***

Harry found Ron waiting for him just in front of the main staircase, which was convenient as harry wanted to show Ron the new room. "The room of fulfillment..." Ron repeated, when Harry told him the name and explained what the room's magic was. "Ya mean I... Errr a bloke could suck another bloke off and no one would ever know he'd done it?"

"Yeah it's great." Harry assured walking up to one of the holes his proximity must have triggered its magic, for suddenly they heard a couple of gruff chuckles. "Blimey now whats all this." And then a long thick cock was shoved through the hole, Harry dropped to his knee's stunned by the sheer massiveness of that male hood. Reaching out one trembling hand he grasped that huge cock, rubbing that oozing member all over his face. Before popping it into his mouth to roll his tongue all over that big purple pulsing mushroom shaped head.

"Hagrid!" Ron hissed, as he joined Harry on his knee's in front of that massive organ that had already covered Harry's face in slimy pre.

"Ummmm Hmmm help me." Harry moaned back softly, as he used both his small hands to stroke that throbbing monster. Moving up close Ron wrapped both his hands around that mighty cock and tugged in time with Harry. While both of them licked and suckled on that massive cock head, it was the first cock Ron had ever had in his mouth. And he was finding the soft musky tasting cock head to his liking, stretching his mouth wide he took that mighty glands into his mouth.

"Ummm Ummmm." Ron moaned in delight, as that mighty cock head pressed against the back of his throat. Slowly he sucked on it as he pulled his mouth back off of it, when suddenly he found Harry mouth pressed to his. The two of them sharing a long wet kiss against the head of Hagrid's cock, and then Harry gulped it down suckling on it just as Ron had. And so it went back and forth between them sucking and kissing over the big cock they were sharing. As on the other side of the hole Hagrid was panting and grunting. "Ohohooo now that's it. Gotta maw like tha squid in tha lake. Com'on now swallow it... swallow it up."

Ron's cheeks ballooned and he gulped hard once, twice, and then he could take no more and yanked his head back. Splattering both of them with Hagrid's thick sticky load, Harry's mouth was right there though gulping and swallowing like mad. Only to be forced to pull away gasping for breath, but then Ron was back for more. Until finally the pair had swallowed the rushing geyser, and were able to just lick the last dribbles off as Hagrid pulled it back through. "Thanx." He mumbled into the hole softly as he returned his softening cock to his massive trousers. "Been needin' that."

Ron looked at Harry covered in slimy cum and couldn't help laughing, Harry laughing right back as they tried to clean themselves up. "I can't believe you got that in your mouth." Harry giggled as a blushing Ron punched him gently on the shoulder and grinned back at him.

"You can't believe it, what about me... never fancied myself suckin on Hagrid's willy."

"Or snoggin' yer best mate." Harry giggled, leaning over against Ron and kissing him slowly once again. Feeling Ron resist a little this time, even as Harry's hand found it's way inside his trousers. Ron's thick cock was as stiff as iron and drooling heavily in his Griffondor boxers. "Speaking of best mates..." Harry guided that long thick prick out into the open, and then dropped his mouth down onto it.

"Fuckin' hells Harry." Ron moaned leaning back and watching his best mate, suck his long organ with pure love. "No one can know... besides we both like girls also... right." Harry just moaned, bobbing his head up and down on that wonderful dick, thinking if he ever found a girl hung like just he just might.