It would have made se to push too fast right now. Maybe it was even the smart thing to do. After all, while the clock WAS tig steadily downwards towards doomsday, Harry still had time. He could have taken things slowly. But put simply… he didn’t want to. Call it what you will. Impatience. Recklessness. Perhaps it roduct of his time spent stantly trying to put out fires iure that never was. He hadn’t had the luxury of time then. He hadn’t had the ability to take things slowly. Not ever. Everything had to be done as fast as possible… and disabusing himself of that mi would take time to say the least. Or maybe that was just an excuse. Maybe he was just fronted with an incredibly aroused, naughty Astronomy Professor who had been caught red handed being very inappropriate indeed… and he simply wao pounce while the iron was hot. He wanted her… and he knew, deep down inside, Aurora Sinistra would want him too. As such, making sure he’s at the back of the css, Harry casts something of a disillusio charm on himself. This one isn’t just disillusiohough, it has the added po of making it so no one else from the css will wonder where he’s gone or where he is. Then, as everyone else files out and the door to the Astronomy Tower sms shut behind them, Harry stays right where he is. He watches in amusement as the door shimmers with the tell-tale magic of an are lock. A gnce back shows Aurora holding her wand up, her arm trembling as she finishes silently casting the spell. He waits, hidden only for a moment… only long enough for Aurora to truly expose herself. It doesn’t take long at all, to be fair. As soon as the Professor is fident that she’s alone, she all but rips her robes open, exposing her dark, chocote-toned flesh and her beautiful bust. She also exposes the star-like nipple piergs she’s wearing at the same time, whimpering as they drive her absolutely wild. But they’re not going nearly as crazy as her plug is, and to ihat, she has to remove her robes the rest of the way and jure a floor-length mirror. Harry doesn’t wait that long. He’s already decided he’s going to front her here and now. But that doesn’t mean he’s going to be foolish about it… “Professor? What are you doing?” The look on Aurora’s face as she finally registers his presence… is absolutely one of a kind. -x-X-x- Aurora Sinistra knew she ervert. She hid it well behind a stern, authoritarian sort of attitude, but there was simply no denying it. She regurly taught csses while wearing things beh her robes that were… entirely inappropriate for the position she held at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. To be fair, it wasn’t like she was ever going to be found out, she figured. No one had ever been able to dis just what y beh her robes. However… the truth was, deep down inside, Aurora had always fantasized about being caught. She’d always found the idea of being discovered, of being fingered as a total pervert… to be immensely arousing. And now here she was. In her own , high up iower. Something had gone wrong duri css. Her magical toys, the starry nipple and clit piergs, along with the butt plug buried in her asshole… they’d all gone haywire. Something in their magic must have malfuned raded. It ossible, even though it shouldn’t have been. Aurora was quite good at the upkeep of her toys. None of them should have broken on her like this. Certainly not all of them. Yet… standing in front of her css, trembling as her toys pyed with her and messed her up like they had a mind of their own, Aurora had never been more aroused. She’d sent her css away not just out of fear of being caught, but fear of what she might do in front of them if she didn’t. How she might… act. She couldn’t let them see her true self. She couldn’t. So she’d ended css early. But… she’d been so certain that everyone had left. She’d checked and double-checked before log the door behind them all. No one should have bee iower except for her. No one should have been able to ehe tower after she locked the door with magid yet here she was, with her pieripples and her dark breasts bared… to one Harry James Potter. The young wizard is looking at her with hooded green eyes. Where he came from, she doesn’t know. But… he’s staring at her like he’s seeing her for the first time. He’s staring at her like he knows who and what she truly is. A perverted, lustful bitch who has fully lost trol of both herself aoys. He sees her… and Aurora ’t help but whimper as her thighs ch together and she cums from being so very… seen. It’s not too big of an asm, thank Merlin. Not so much that she colpses to her knees, or eves out a moan. But it definitely happens. Harry Potter o only look at her for a moment as she is right now… and she cums. Shameful. Humiliating. Mortifying and embarrassing. This is how her career ends. This is how she falls from grad here she is more aroused than afraid. More turned on than terrified. She truly is the worst sort of woman. Betedly, she tries to salvage some small scrap of her dignity, pulling together her robes in an attempt to hide her chest from him once more. Swallowing thickly, Aurora stammers a reply. “M-Mister Potter… you shouldn’t… you shouldn’t b-be here. I dismissed you and everyone else.” Frankly, he shouldn’t have been in her css at all. The boy was the Fourth Triwizard Champion. Unpreted to say the least, but even still, his status as a Champio him skip certain ‘unnecessary’ csses. Now, if you’d asked Aurora when she wasn’t in her current state, she would have scowled and said Astronomy was ALWAYS necessary. But right now? When his presence represehe end of her career? She found herself wishing that he hadn’t bothered. Just a little bit. “I was worried about you, Professor. I thought you might need help. And frankly… it looks like you do.” Aurora opens her mouth to deny it instinctively, but the words never leave her lips. Instead, she chokes on her own spit as the butt plug buzzing away in her ass suddenly redoubles in strength. A squeal leaves her lips and she barely catches herself on a nearby desk as the magical toy threatens to drive her mad with pleasure. Worse still is the fact that she’s being watched by Harry as it happens. It makes it all the more arousing for a despicable, reprehensible creature such as her. “I-I am… f-fine.” But rather than back off, Harry steps closer. Those emerald eyes of his glitter as he moves up to her, causing Aurora to stiffen. Her grasping at the desk has let her robes fall open again… leaving her glittering nipple piergs visible on the backdrop that is her bck chest. “You don’t seem fine, Professor. You seem… like you’re having trouble.” Her piergs choose that moment to sting her, causing Aurora to gasp and thrust out her chest… right into one of Harry’s outstretched hands. Her eyes go wide as his fingers fall upon the pierg… and much to her shock, his very touch seems to calm it down. The stinging stops on that side of her chest, leaving the effect rather lopsided in its iy, as her other breast tio experiehe full brunt of the magiipple pierg’s power. That is, until Harry takes mer her and reaches up to that one as well, ping both the pierg and her nipple between her fingers and calming it down. Of course, even as his magic touehow releases her chest from its torment, her clit pierg and the butt plug she’s wearing… are still going wild. A, Aurora barely pays them any mind. She’s too busy staring at Harry, mouth agape and eyes wide at what he’s just done. “Is that better, Professor?” Aurora Sinistra isn’t an idiot. She’s actually quite intelligent. And so, with all of the evidence right in front of her, it’s not difficult for her to establish what’s going on here. It seems ridiculous. Utterly impossible… a, it’s not impossible. It’s just highly improbable. “You… you d-did this.” Harry doesn’t even try to deny it. The boy smiles, his emerald eyes shimmering as he chuckles at her. Aurora blushes profusely uhat gaze. Under his knowing eyes. She should have clocked on immediately. From the moment he somehow showed back up in a she was SURE was empty. He had some way of hiding from her senses… and so of course he had some way of making his usurpation of her toys cealed as well. He’d engihis whole situation… not that that ged anything. Aurora was still pletely at his mercy. Though, there was one differenow she khat he’d always known about her toys. She khat instead of going to the Headmaster about her indiscretions, he’d decided to front her. And she knew… she knew he would probably want more from her. That excites her to no end of course, even more than it terrifies her. But at the same time, she ’t believe that this is something the young wizard is even capable of. It doesn’t make sense. But then… the proof is right in front of her eyes, isn’t it? “What… what do you want from me?” Harry removes his hands from her nipples, though thankfully her piergs don’t return to stinging her. Each of his hands moves in a different dire. The left goes up to her , his thumb pressing against her lower lip until she opens her mouth as him slide it right on in for her to su. The right goes further down, deeper into her robes, cupping her mound. He touches her clit pierg and the stinging there goes away… and then he slides his fingers across her soppi slit. If he didn’t know she was aroused before, he definitely knows now. Aurora trembles, shivering in perverse arousal and total humiliation. He’s caught her out so effectively, and walked her right into his trap. She’s pletely at his merow and they both know it. She shouldn’t be so turned on by that fact… but she is. This pys into her darkest desires, her deepest fantasies. It’s almost like he knew who and what she truly was, inside and out. “It’s not about what I want from you, Aurora. It’s what I want to do for you. I’m going to give you everything your heart desires…” Aurora shudders, as he slides his fingers into her t, pying with her ioying with her folds. The dark-skinned witch moans around the thumb iween her lips, finding it impossible to keep from lewdly sug on it. She knows she shouldn’t be letting this happen. The dynamic between them is supposed to be one of teacher and student. Not… not this. A… a, Harry has her right where he wants her. When he finally removes his thumb, Aurora tries to put up a token protest, though it’s not really much of a protest at all. “I ’t… I ’t help you with the Tour, if that’s what you’re a-after. Not only are we n-not supposed to give the Champions assistance… I haven’t really b-been told anything of use anyways…” Harry pauses at that… and thes out a chuckle. “No, I suppose you wouldn’t have been, Professor. But you don’t o worry. That’s not what I’m after. For all that the Headmaster and Headmistress of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will happily break that rule aheir Champions… I don’t need assistah the Triwizard Tour.” Then what… what could he possibly want from her? As though reading her mind, Harry lets out a sigh and steps fain. He’s still fingering her. He removed his thumb from her mouth, but not his digits from her t. His free hand moves down to her breasts, pying with them as he invades her personal space. Aurora’s eyes dart down to his crot turn. Perhaps he means for her to free his cock from its fines aurn the favor? She shouldn’t… a, her hands move in that dire after a moment of hesitation all the same. Harry doesn’t say a word as she opens his robes and works his cock free of his pants. He just tio finger her, watg as she takes his member in her hands and slowly strokes it up and down. After a moment, Aurora looks up… and freezes at the mirth she sees in his emerald eyes. “I didn’t even ask you to do that, Aurora.” She flushes in embarrassment and shame, not that she feel much more of either at this point. A… she doesn’t remove her hands from his cock. He’s pying with her… it’s only right that she return the favht? “P-Please… just tell me what you want from me.” There’s a beat of silence, and she half-expects him to sidestep her question again. But this time, he just smiles mysteriously in a way that makes him look far older than his actual age. “I want you, Professor. I want you.” There it is. The ultimatum. He owns her now, obviously. If he wao ruin her life, he could. If he wao destroy her career, he could. There’s no way out for her, except to obey him. And he wants her. He wants to fuck her, no doubt. The terrible thing is… Aurora wants him to fuck her too. Even as she strokes him to full ere with her hands, she’s trembling in anticipation of it. Of the order for her to turn and bend over so he fuck her against her own desk, or something like that. She’s waiting… but it doesn’t e. At least, not immediately. Instead, Harry almost seems to be in thought as they tio fondle each other, his fingers dipping in and out of her pussy while his thumb rubs against her pierced clit. Her hands, meanwhile, stroke up and down his shaft as it gets bigger and bigger. Finally, he speaks… but to her surprise, it’s not to issue an order… but rather, to ask a question. “When I fuck you, Aurora… would you prefer the plug off or on?” She’d almost fotten about it. The st active sex toy, pletely uhe trol of Harry Potter, buzzing away in her ass. She’s so used to the intrusion that she’d legitimately let it slip her mind. But now… now it’s certainly at the forefront, even as she makes her decision.