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  Rita turns out to be further along than Harry thought, so he puts her to use.

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  He’s already made up his mind that Rita isn’t ripe just yet when he goes to meet her. Which is why he’s caught off guard a little bit when the momeeps into the Room of Requirement, the reporter ambushes him. Not actually, but with her hands and lips, grabbing him by the fad kissing him deeply. And with her already that.

  Harry still responds as if it were an actual attack though, which is somewhat embarrassing for him. His magic whips up ialiation and even without a wand, Rita finds herself locked in pce, seized by his sheer will and held fast by his magic. It takes Harry half a moment to realize that she’s not actually assaulting him but instead kissing him… but by that point, the damage is already done.

  Pulling away from the older woman, Harry watches her for a moment as her eyes dart bad forth, literally the only part of her that move. Then, he sighs and raises his wand, which has dropped from his holster into his hand. Tapping her on the forehead, he releases Rita and watches as she staggers back, hoping that she thinks he just already had his wand drawn or something, rather than doing that all silently, wandlessly, and seemingly effortlessly.

  Stumbling for a moment befhting herself, Rita flushes. He expects her to get angry, but instead she actually looks embarrassed for once. Frankly, Harry hadn’t known that a woman like Rita Skeeter could even feel embarrassment. The sensationalist writer had certainly never shoacity for it before.

  “Ah… apologies. V-Very qui the draw, Mister Potter.”

  Harry raises an eyebrow at Rita, trying to gauge where her head is at right now. He finally takes meaningful note of her current nudity. His eyes flick up and down Rita’s body and he hums to himself. Is she using mmor charms today? It certainly seems like she’s giveain portions of her figure a magical ‘lift’ so to speak sihe st time they spoke.

  “Like it?”

  Rita’s hands move up and down her form and she smiles at him in what she probably imagio be a sultry, seductive mahen, not waiting for a response, she drops to her hands and knees and crawls back up to him. The blonde licks her lips and carefully reaches for the front of his robes but when Harry doesn’t stop her this time, she hastily extracts his cock from its fines and puts it in her mouth, beginning to suck him ht then and there.

  Harry is a little surprised by that. She didn’t even ask for information, reaffirm their arra, or anything. In fact, if he didn’t know aer, he’d say she was already ready for the binding. But he did know better. This… this wasn’t Rita Skeeter ready to be bound to him for the rest of eternity. She was close now, but she wasn’t there quite yet.

  This was Rita almost at ro. This was Rita who had realized she had bee addicted to having sex with him, but still thought she could trol things betweehat was why she’d practically attacked his mouth with her own when he’d first stepped into the room. And why she hadn’t betting upset with him for his rea. No, instead she’d gone directly for Pn B, which apparently involved sug his cock.

  As he stares down at her, watg her bob up and down on his dick, Harry decides he’s actually happy that he didn’t e here tonight with any pns of going all the way with Rita Skeeter. She’s not ready yet. But after tonight, she’ll be a few steps closer at least. First though…

  Reag down, Harry slides his hand through Rita’s blonde locks and grips down on her head, slowly pulling her back off of his cock. She’s relut to leave his dick but doesn’t truly fight him on it even as her tongue swirls around his member all the way to the st possible sed as his cock leaves her ruby red lips with a pop.

  Panting on her knees before him, pupils dited with desire, Rita licks those same lips.

  “S-Something wrong?”

  In her current state, she wants his dick more than she wants his story. Harry hums and decides that now is as good a time as any to ask her why she didn’t run a story about the Chamber of Secrets. He might not get the truth, but he’s still curious to see how she’ll respond.

  “Yes. I had a question for you about our st meeting, Rita. I told you all about Sazar Slytherin’s Chamber of Secrets. I even showed you it personally. I gave you a tour. A… where’s the story, Rita? I was expeg something in the Daily Prophet, but there was nothing.”

  Rita freezes for a moment but recovers admirably, to her credit. She gives him a siingly sweet smile and giggles.

  “Well, I didn’t want to endanger you, Harry.”

  Harry raises an eyebrow in respoo those words.

  “… Endanger me.”

  His doubtful tone makes Rita huff as she rises from her knees and saunters away over to the nearby bed. Sitting down on its edge and crossing her legs, the naked blonde leans ba her palms.

  “Well… yes. I know the Headmaster arranged a meeting with you the day after my first article went up. It was obvious he suspected you at least in part as the leak. You should know I do my absolute best not to burn my sources, Harry. Of which, you are decidedly one of them.”

  That gets a blink from the emerald-eyed wizard. Actually, now that she mentio… Harry looks back at his memories from the future that never was and has to admit she might just be telling the truth about that. Rita liked to use ‘undisclosed sources’ a lot when it came to her sensationalist ‘journalism’. And the Daily Prophet loved to let her too.

  Harry had always assumed Rita’s ‘undisclosed sources’ were by and rge just her in her Beetle Animagus form using uhical means to eavesdrop and spy on people. She could quite literally ‘bug’ people to learn the information she wao learn most of the time. But that was only most of the time, wasn’t it? The rest of the time, she probably DID o have at least a few people who khey could trust her not t them through the mud if they told her things. Apparently he was one of those people now.

  Except… no. It’s a lovely excuse. Very quick thinking on Rita’s part too. But it’s also a lie and Harry tell that it’s a lie. In the end, Rita has another reason for sitting on the Chamber of Secrets Story. What that reason is, he doesn’t know quite yet. He supposes he’ll find out once he’s bound her magi and cimed her as his own though. Ohe ritual is over and doh, Rita will belong to him. Her secrets will be his secrets and she will tell him the truth willingly.

  Until then… Harry just hums and nods, pretending like he bought it as he sloroaches her and the bed.

  “Well then. Thank you, Rita.”

  Grinning wickedly, the blonde reporter scoots bato the bed and spreads her legs wide, showing off her glistening pussy lips to him as she leans ba her elbows.

  “I know how you thank me properly, Harry~”

  It’s a sign of how far gone she already is. He’s turned on the charm, heightehe taste of his magi the air, and abused the Room of Requirement to really give Rita a proper dose of him during each of their meetings. And she’s already like this. She’s not quite ripe yet of course… she still thinks she’s in trol. She doesn’t even realize how not in trol she truly is.

  After all, even as he climbs onto the bed and moves between her legs, Harry reflects that Rita in her right mind would have at least demahe start of aory from him by this point. He’d e here today all too ready to tell her about his Third Year. About the corruption i in the Ministry, about their abuse of Dementors to effectively turn Hogwarts into Azkaban Two Point O all year long just for one man. An i man, no less.

  But hey, if he didn’t have to tell her anything to get his dick wet, he wasn’t about to be the oo offer up that information freely. At least… not yet.

  Grabbing Rita by the hips, Harry buries himself inside of her a moment ter. Her squeal turns into a moan within the sed and her limbs e up to around his body. Her legs cross behind his bad her arms csp behind his neck. Harry grunts, proceeding to fuck her hard and fast while making sure to bombard her with more of… himself, really. His magic was just more of him at the end of the day, after all. And Rita was getting an overwhelming dose of it every time they met like this.

  He'd probably feel bad if it were a Rita. And if she didn’t keep ing baore. But the blonde doesn’t seem to care so long as she’s getting her fix. She moah him, her eyes rolling ba her head in record time. That’s ahing Harry has noticed from enter to enter with the older woman. She cums faster and faster each time they fuck.

  Her inner walls flex and squeeze along his pistonih and Harry is treated to the sight of a gmor-coated Rita Skeeter’s face t in pleasure. To be fair, the blonde wasn’t ugly in any way without the gmor charms. She was detly pretty enough by herself. But clearly she’d wao ‘dress up’ for him so to speak and who was Harry to pin? He especially appreciated the half a cup size she’d given her breasts.

  Thanks to the gmor charms, they eve real, his hands groping and squeezing her rger tits as she moans under him, her thighs squeezing him for all they’re worth. Of course, as things go on… Harry decides he wants a ge in position. No point iing that fine gmored ass of hers go to waste after all.

  Pulling out of her, Harry grabs Rita by her hips and flips her over onto her front before she react. Dragging her up onto her hands and knees, he thrusts into her from behind a moment ter, making her cry out all ain and cum right then and there on his coow fug her doggystyle, he enjoys the way her plush, enrged, heart-shaped backside feels as he drives into it with his hips.

  At the same time, he doesn’t have to stop molestiits either, leaning forward over her and grabbing her by her breasts as he really starts to go to town on her. Rita squeals and shrieks, creaming herself again and again upon his cock. If it wasn’t for the privacy afforded by the Room of Requirement he would have been more worried about her giving them away. As it is though, Harry doesn’t have to bother with sileng spells or anything like that. He just focus on plowing Rita silly.

  That said… well, even if she fot, Harry isn’t about to let their arra die so easily. Especially wheory of his Third Year was the one and dearest to his heart. Admittedly, it had been a long, long time for Harry since Sirius Bck died. In this timeline, he was still alive, but iure, there had been many, many years between his demise and Harry traveling ba time.

  But that didn’t mean Harry didn’t want Sirius exoed. So long as the man was still on the run, he would remain under Dumbledore’s thumb after all. And while Harry didn’t hate Albus… he also saw the older wizard as an obstacle to his ultimate pns.

  With that in mind, he begins to slow down even as he tio jackhammer in and out of Rita’s t. Reag out, he grabs the blonde by her hair and yanks her head back, his other hand moving from her breast to her neck.

  “You know Rita… you didn’t even ask for a story before we got started today. Were you perhaps expeg me to pay up after I’d already received your services?”

  Once his words pee through the haze of pleasure over Rita’s mind, she freezes for a moment under him before responding.

  “A-Ah… y-yes, that’s it… that’s it exactly.”

  Chug into her ear, Harry hums.

  “But what reason would I have to give you anything when you’ve already given me everything I could desire, Rita?”

  He makes sure to punctuate that sentend her h a powerful thrust, making Rita squeal as he drives deep inside of her. For a moment, she just pants breathless, uo respond. But finally…

  “B-Because… because you’re a good man, H-Harry. I know… I know I trust you.”

  He resists the urge to scoff or snort at that. It’s a me excuse, even worse than her earlier lie about wanting to ‘protect’ him. Regardless, he doesn’t care.

  “I suppose I’ll tell yht now, Rita. So focus up. Because this time yoing to be doing something for me with this story, alright?”

  “Ah… alright…”

  “Yoing to do your own due diligence for once. Yoing to follow up on what I’m about to tell you. Yoing to want to before you run this story, because frankly… it’s a doozey. Uood?”

  “Y-Yes… yes sir…”

  Harry raises an eyebrow at that st word, but chalks it up to their current circumstances. He certainly has Rita in a promising position worthy of a ‘sir’ right now.

  “Good girl. Now listen carefully. Sirius Bck wasn’t my parents’ Secret Keeper. That eter Pettigrew. And the reason that this never came to light, the reason that Sirius Bck went to Azkaban for thirteen long years… was because he was never given a trial by the Ministry. The man who sentenced him to life impriso without a trial was Barty Crouch Senior. And the man who’s testimony helped make that decision was elius Fudge.”

  Rita has goirely still as he’s speaking. Even through the haze of pleasure, his words have permeated. The depth of what he’s saying has pletely blindsided her. In some amusement, Harry pulls out of Rita and flips her back over o time. As she gapes at him in shock, he goes ahead and blows his load all over her fad tits.

  Of course, such magically-charged seed is too much for Rita to resist. Before she knows it, she’s moaning and going to town on herself, scooping up his jizz and stuffing it into her mouth like it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted. Harry watches her for only a moment ter before pulling away aing off the bed, fixing up his robes as he goes.

  “Don’t fet, Rita! I want you to do your due diligence… and then I want you to hang them all out to dry for me!”

  Rita’s moans are all he hears in response as he leaves the Room of Requirement. But Harry isn’t worried. She’ll do as she’s told. Aime they meet up… he’ll finish what he started and bio him, magid soul.

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