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Written by: avpa Category: Fantasy Tag(s): Blowjob, Fan fiction, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Swallow, Teen Male / Female Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Eroticism Chapter 3 - Ten Minutes Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author Four days had passed since Harry's near expulsion, and he still had no news. He had sent a letter with Hedwig, of course, to Ron, Hermione and Sirius. But nothing had returned to him since. It took all his willpower not to simply jump onto the night bus and travel, travel anywhere, and simply be around wizards and witches again. The summers were always a lonely time for Harry, but this one for reasons unknown to him was worse than ever. Even the Spellbook of Eroticism seemed to have lost it's appeal. The novelty had worn off, and he hadn't used it since he had found it, four days ago. Laura Stanford had probably forgotten all about him, and he dreaded to think of her bouncing on top of an unpleasant stranger. He drove the idea from his mind and lay on his bed into the evening, trying to cool down his room by keeping the window open. The weather was still at an official heatwave warning, and the hosepipe ban still applied. Aunt Petunia seemed to be in a worse and worse mood after every day she was unable to water her slowly dying flowers. Vernon carried around with him a small pocket fan, but trying to cool down his massive sweaty bulk was futile. Like trying to fan a walrus with a playing card. Dudley and his gang had been in high spirits over the past three days. Harry had heard them in Dudley's room a couple of days previously, praising Dudley for something 'awesome' he'd done. Harry praised Dudley for being able to walk and talk, but something in the hushed tone of the gang indicated to him that it wasn't to be overheard by Dudley's parents. Harry wondered whether Dudley had taken drugs, for he was sure the gang would praise him for that. Or perhaps he'd managed to trick a girl into getting with him. A grim image settled in his mind, of Dudley forcing a girl up against a wall and taking from her what he wanted. Harry had no idea that he wasn't far from the truth. When Vernon poked his head into the room and told Harry that they were going out and he was to stay in his room, he barely replied to his uncle. He couldn't care less whether or not the Dursley's were in the house, it made no difference to him. He would still just sit there, waiting for Hedwig to return with replies and much needed information. He lay on his bed as the sky outside grew steadily darker, and the air temperature dropped below thirty at long last. He stretched out and began to feel hungry, considering heading downstairs to get a bite to eat from the fridge. The lock on his door was no issue, he had been taught how to pick locks by Fred and George. There was a bang downstairs, and Harry froze. He heard voices drift up to his room from the hall, and his thoughts flew to burglars. But then he realised that burglars wouldn't be so loud and crash through the door. He thought too of Death Eaters, and a hard lump of fear rose in his throat. He heard the door in front of him click, and swing open slowly on its hinges. He thought to himself that Death Eater's would more likely knock the door down than unlock it. He was on his feet by this point, holding his wand aloft, and he rounded the edge of his doorframe, pointing his wand down the stairs into the hall. He was pleased but surprised to see not figures in black, but a group of about eight or nine wizards who all looked to be staring at him. 'Lower your wand, boy, before you take someone's eye out' said a gruff voice that Harry thought he recognised. 'Professor.. Moody?' he said uncertainly. 'I don't know so much about "Professor' growled Moody, 'never got round to much teaching, did I? Get down here, we want to see you properly.' Harry lowered his wand slightly, but did not descend the stairs. He was still suspicious, with very good reason, as the Mad Eye Moody he had spent nine months with last year had turned out to be not Moody at all, but Barty Crouch Jr conspiring to lure him into Voldemort's trap and have him killed. However he heard a voice from the back of the crowd, one that he recognized greatly. 'It's alright, Harry, we've come to take you away.' 'P-Professor Lupin?' he stammered, 'Is that you?' And he began to make his way down the stairs to the group. He lowered his wand to his side as he was introduced to the crowd of people before him. Moody, Lupin, the bald black Kingsley, the young attractive Tonks and the wheezy silver haired Elphias Doge. Dedalus Diggle, who he'd met before, and Hestia Jones over by the toaster, and two others named Emmeline vance and Sturgis Podmore. It transpired that he would be leaving after all, and he would have cheered in joy if they hadn't all been looking at him. Soon the group moved into action, and Moody told Harry to go and pack. Tonks offered to help, and together they headed upstairs to his room. It was a tip, and packing was difficult, but Harry had other things on his mind. As Tonks bent over his bed trying to reach something down the side, Harry was admiring her figure. She was slender but also shapely and curvy, with flowing brown hair and a heart shaped face. She sported an impressive rack, and a hot ass. She was probably in her twenties, but looked more like a hot teen. He could think of only one thing, and that was the spellbook of Eroticism. He didn't have long, but he knew just the spell for the job. It's description had read: The Fallacio Hex - A quick spell for when the caster is in a hurry. This hex causes the target to immediately give a blowjob to the caster, working hard to finish them in minutes. It is guaranteed to yield results, and when satisfied the caster must cast the finito spell, causing the target to fall unconscious for one minute, giving them time to cover up or escape. Warning! - The target will forget the contact entirely when the finito spell is cast Warning! - As with all spells in the volume, the casting is undetectable by the wizarding trace but highly illegal to perform Harry waited for Tonks to reach down the side of the bed again, before taking his wand out of his pocket and casting the hex on the ass pointing at him. The effect was instant, and the spells emphasis on speed was not exaggerated. Tonks jumped up and spun round onto her knees. Within seconds she had unzipped his flies and his already semi hard cock had sprung forth into her reach. She leant forward and began sucking on the tip, using her tongue to tickle his shaft. It felt great, and Harry sighed in relief to have a girl giving him head again. He copped a quick feel of her tits as she worked at his cock. Tonks was far better than Laura had been, and he groaned with pleasure as she lurched forward, deepthroating his pulsing rod with ease. He placed his hands on either side of her head and began pulling it back and forth over his shaft, pushing his tip in and out of her throat. She gagged, and gasped for air, but Harry was enjoying himself far too much for mercy. He forced his cock deeper, and mashed her face against the base of his crotch. He could feel his end nearing, and began to pant. He gave one last thrust, and sprayed a load of his cum deep into Tonks' ravaged throat. Several wads coated her insides, before Harry grabbed his wand from where he had left it on the bed and cast the finito charm. Tonks fell to the floor, and Harry zipped his flies up swiftly. 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