Harry Potter and the Legacy of Hogwarts – Part 9 – Private Lessons

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Harry Potter And The Legacy Of Hogwarts Part 9 – Private Lessons
by Avatrek ([email protected])

Ronald Weasley was having the time of his life at Hogwarts in 1976. Not only had he met a group of friends that knew how to have a really good time, every girl he seemed to lay his eyes on was willing to drop to their knees and suck him off, even his own darling little sister Ginny. After a night and morning filled with sex, partying, and more sex, Ron was enjoying a well deserved breakfast with his new group of friends. So overcome with the distractions of Hogwarts of 1976, Ron didn’t even notice the scuffle breaking out at the other side of the Great Hall.

“Fuck off Harry!” Hermione shouted at a bewildered Harry Potter, taking out her wand as she did so. “You wanted me to be a whore! You just wanted me to be your whore!” She finished, sending a small stinging hex at him before turning tail and walking out of the hall. Half the boys, including Harry himself, watched her tight little heart shaped teenage ass bounce beneath her tiny little skirt as she departed.

Finally noticing the disturbance in the hall, Ron looked up to see Harry looking dejected. He was just about to go over and see what was upsetting Harry so much when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“Mr. Weatherly. I have decided to move our first private lesson to this evening.” Said a sharp sounding voice behind him. Ron turned to see a smoking hot, younger version of the Minerva McGonagall he was used to. Barely 40 years old, but looking barely older than a 20 year old, the black haired professor of transfiguration was wearing plain long black robes. Beneath that however, Ron knew Professor McGonagall had the body of a supermodel. “Be there promptly and be prepared for a very… hands-on… lesson,” she finished slyly before ever so slightly, brushing the back of her hand against Ron’s cock.

“Fuck mate! She’s gonna eat you alive!” Sirius commented, laughing, a few seconds after Professor McGonagall had left.

“No kidding! As long as I get to eat her first I couldn’t care less!” Ron replied with a smirk, imagining what the Transfiguration Professor looked liked completely naked.

Sufficed to say, Ron had some difficulty staying focused throughout the day’s lecture. He did see a brunette goddess that looked a hell of a lot like Hermione, on her knees in the middle of a hall, sucking off a very pleased looking Malfoy, but before he could be sure, Lily was whisking him off to the girls bathroom, where she slammed him against a bathroom stall and undid his buckle before he could even open his mouth.

“Lily! Couldn’t even make it a day, could you?” Ron asked confidently as Lily dropped to her knees and pulled down his trousers and underwear before looking up to smile at him.

“I heard you had a private lesson with McGonagall tonight so I knew you wouldn’t be able to participate in the trials tonight.