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Yule Ball Madam Rosmerta

Madam {Elizabeth} Rosmerta: Hannah Waddingham

Teenage Madam Rosmerta {Elizabeth}: Natalie Alyn Lind

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The Yule Ball was rapidly approaching and Harry didn't have a good chance of getting a date. So far every girl he asked rejected him and some not too gently. They were crass or insulting and even just thinking back on it made Harry want to curl up in a ball on his bed. Curl up and just nearly cry because like always he was being excluded.

That was his entire childhood with the Dursleys when they took Dudley out somewhere and if he was lucky he would get water and a few scraps of food if it was a restaurant and at worst he would be locked in his cupboard while they left for hours at a time. All of this brought him back to those moments and the feeling of loneliness inside him.

Some of that had dissipated overtime when he got friends of his own but even just this year Ron abandoned him for a few months. The whole school turned their back on him just like second year only this time it wasn't fear but open disgust thinking he was a cheat for being picked for the stupid tournament.

Flashback

Harry had decided to ask out Fleur Delacour. He didn't know why he thought he had a chance but he should have known better. It seemed as if he went head over heels like every other boy in the school. He thought she was beautiful as well as strong. Plus they were both equals being champions in this tournament. Of course, he also told himself if they went to the dance together it would repair how some people saw him…a loser.

Following Fleur out of lunch he caught up to her. "Hey, Fleur, can I talk to you for a minute?" Harry tried to not get distracted by her beautiful golden hair or her sharp beautiful features. The same features he imagined coming closer as their lips touched at the end of the Yule Ball. All after a night of dancing, maybe even laughing.

Fleur wasn't in the mood to deal with this "little" boy. She instantly rolled her eyes, "What do you want?" She was short and not in the mood for games. She had to train for the tournament which included her own class work from Beauxbatons. She couldn't be distracted by this little boy who was probably trying to sabotage her. If he cheated to get into the tournament it would make sense he would cheat at every possible turn.

Harry should have taken that as a hint she wasn't interested but he pushed forward anyway. "I was wondering if you would be my date for the ball." He looked at her face hoping to see a shred of happiness like she could possibly say yes. He was still pretty clueless about girls but if he saw a smile or a kind look then maybe he had a chance.

Fleur should have guessed it was coming. Still, she couldn't stop herself from laughing in his face. "Me go with you. Don't make me laugh. I would never date a thief and cheater like you." With that Fleur spun around and stormed away almost offended he had asked her. Celebrity or not she wasn't going to tarnish her reputation for him.

The only consolation prize about this whole situation was that no one else saw it. If anyone else were to have seen that then it would have spread around and he would have never been allowed to live it down. After being rejected brutally by Fleur, Harry had to come up with a new plan to find a date. There were now only a few days left before the dance this weekend. He was getting desperate for a date because he would never be able to show his face around school if he couldn't get a date for the dance. How could he be alone and open the dance? Was he just supposed to stand there while everyone else danced or was he supposed to try and dance all by himself? Both sounded like the worst possible outcomes.

He was supposed to be front and center to open the ball with a date. It wasn't fair he couldn't just go stag but this was the tradition. It wasn't helped by the fact the whole school seemed to hate him. It made this part even harder than the first task of outflying a dragon. At this point, he wished that the dragon would have burnt him to a crisp.

Walking around the school grounds after class Harry was looking for any female who could say yes to being his date. He asked Susan, Katie, Lavender, and even a Slytherin in Daphne Greengrass. All of them spit it back in his face all with similar reactions to Fleur calling him a thief and a cheater. With Daphne, he shouldn't have been surprised because she was wearing a "Potter stinks" pin. However, he was willing to look past that because she did have an aura of beauty around her plus he hoped she couldn't turn down the chance to have everyone's eyes on her to start the dance. He even groveled saying it would just be for one dance but the blonde still said no.

Harry was just so desperate he would have almost asked moaning Myrtle at this point. It broke his heart that not one girl was willing to go with him even just for the selfish reason of opening the dance. Not to mention doing it out of kindness to him so he wasn't just the loser who couldn't get a date. 'I am a loser.' Harry felt everything from his childhood attack his head again. He felt friendless all over again and just like when he was a kid he could feel the tears welling up in his eyes.

Not knowing what to do next Harry just started walking. He walked past everything letting his legs take him further and further away from Hogwarts. He almost would have rather just walked into the forbidden forest and let the spiders tear him apart for dinner. However, his legs took him into Hogsmeade.

After about an hour of stomping through the snow, he ended up in front of The Three Broomsticks. With half-lidded defeated eyes, he pushed into the bar to find it empty. The only one there was Madam Rosmerta behind the bar polishing the glass mugs.

Madam Rosmerta heard the ding of the bell indicating she finally had a customer. The day was dragging along at a crawling pace with few customers leaving her to twiddle her thumbs waiting for more. The only thing she has been doing for the last hour was cleaning her glasses until they were spotless. Something she rarely did unless it was a really slow day. Looking to the door the last person she expected to see was Harry Potter standing there like he didn't know how he got there.

At this point, she should have sent him right back to school but in her decades of experience, she could tell something was wrong. Not saying a word she watched Harry slowly walk to the bar almost unsure of what to do next. Madam Rosmerta took pity on him and poured him a butterbeer, sliding it over to him. "Hey there. What's on your mind?" She had to stop herself from saying handsome which was a line she used on some of her older customers.

Harry sighed looking at the amber liquid in front of him. "Do you have anything stronger?" Harry asked, wanting something that would make him forget about every bad thing that has happened this year.

Madam Rosmerta didn't know why she did it but she grabbed two whiskey glasses and filled both up with three fingers of firewhiskey. Maybe it was his puppy eyes looking at her with all of the sadness in the world. "As long as you don't run to Minerva and tattle on me."

Harry finally cracked a smile as he pushed his butterbeer aside and said, "Your secret is safe with me."

Madam Rosmerta pushed the glass into his hand and as their hands touched she quickly recoiled, nearly knocking the glass over. "Sorry, but your hands are cold." As cold as they were she felt a tiny spark when they touched. Her mind instantly went to how they would feel touching other parts of her body.

Harry apologized before bringing the glass to his lips and taking his first sip of real alcohol. As expected the drink burned down his throat living up to the name. "Aghh!" Harry had to put the drink down for a second to regain his composure.

Madam Rosmerta drained her glass and giggled at his red face. "That will put some hair on your chest. Don't worry about it kid, it takes a few tries to get the hang of it. Now, why don't you just sip this and talk. Tell me what has you down in my bar when it isn't Hogsmeade weekend." She poured herself another glass with this time taking it slower. This time she savored the harsh burn and taste in her mouth as she waited for an answer.

Harry took another sip as he tried to organize his thoughts. "I'm sure you have read the papers." He let that hang in the air hoping it would fill in the blanks in his story.

Madam Rosmerta nodded as she took another sip. "Oh yes. Not every day there are four champions in the Triwizard tournament." She was a little snarky but that was part of her whole tough and sassy bartender persona.

Harry sighed looking back down at his drink away from her piercing eyes. "Yes…that. Besides nearly dying in the first task my torment just never seems to end. In between looking over my shoulder and solving clues for the second task I'm also supposed to find a date for the Yule Ball." Harry raised his voice a little in anger before calming it back down.

Madam Rosmerta heard the obvious frustration in his voice. "Ah, girl trouble, a tale as old as time. So you just need a little liquid courage before you go ask your dream girl? I remember the boys were nervous to ask me out when I was your age." She could help with that. With a few strong drinks he could strut back to school and ask any girl out. 'He is a cute boy. Messy hair like his father but damn those eyes. He really is just adorable.' The bartender could admit the boy had a look she liked and one others had to have liked as well.

Harry shook his head in pure despair trying to hold back his tears. "I'm done. I asked all the girls and no one wanted to go with me. They think I'm a cheater or a thief for getting to be a part of the tournament." Harry finished his speech with a big gulp of the remaining liquor in his glass. Now he just wanted to drown his sorrows in the bottom of the half-filled firewhiskey bottle on the bar.

Madam Rosmerta was blown away; he couldn't find a date to the biggest event in Hogwarts. "It can't be everyone." She found it impossible that girls were that stupid to turn down Harry Potter who was clearly very attractive.

Harry returned her look with a look that said it all, "Everyone." He waited a moment until the bartender refilled his glass before he took another sip. Now he felt warm and fuzzy which thawed him out from the cold walk here. He almost felt lighter as he was getting everything off his chest.

Madam Rosmerta felt her heartbreak for the kid. He shouldn't be turned down by everyone because of some fake scandal. She could already tell Harry didn't want to be involved in this whole thing, to begin with. If she could tell that, why couldn't everyone else? Why was there not one girl who took pity on him? It wasn't even as if he was asking to sneak off to a broom closet or something. 'Back in my day, I took pity on a lot of boys who wanted to get laid. We didn't even have a ball like this where I would have my pick of the boys.'

In her day at Hogwarts, she was known for being a little easy to get naked. She slept with many boys and a lot of them were ones she felt bad for. Some had no charisma or skill to be able to talk to women before she came into the picture. One night with her gave every boy a staggering amount of confidence. 'Hell, I still get flowers on my birthday from Lord Greengrass for taking his virginity in our fourth year.' Shaking those memories out of her head she finally responded, "That is unbelievable to me. You are a catch, maybe you are asking wrong. Go ahead and try asking me."

Harry sighed and set his drink down. "Madam Rosmerta, I was wondering if you would be my date to the Yule Ball." When he was done he picked up his drink again to take a sip.

Madam Rosmerta glared at Harry, "That's it."

Harry set his drink back down, "I have tried everything with over fifty girls. I have said I would be honored and delighted. I have even begged but nothing has worked. But it doesn't matter because they just call me a cheater at the end anyway." Harry was ready to just leave and say goodbye to the magical world. Tournament or not no one likes him and besides Hermione, no one had his back.

Madam Rosmerta admitted he was in a hard place and it sounds as if he exhausted every available option. "Did you try flowers?" That was her last suggestion because flowers really did work on most women.

Harry nodded because when he said he tried everything he meant it. "With one girl but she just dropped them on the ground. That one probably hurt the most. At least one of the worst. I asked the French champion before I came here and she was really mean. She is why I'm here trying to drown myself in firewhiskey." Harry had enough hard liquor to find his bigger vocabulary to escape him. After finishing the last of the firewhiskey in his glass he pulled over the pushed-away butterbeer.

Madam Rosmerta felt so bad for this boy who already had a rough go at it. His parents died and from the sounds of it hadn't had any luck in anything. "I would say to cheer up but I don't even think I could do that in your position."

Harry washed down the last of the firewhiskey burn with the refreshing butterbeer. "I hate this. I just want to be a normal kid. You know I haven't had one year in this school without my life being in danger." Harry was fuming at his position of saving the school from a basilisk and still, people treated him like scum. Like he wasn't worthy to be treated like a human being.

Madam Rosmerta leaned forward on the bar, "Ooohhh tell me about that." She was always up for a good story. From the sounds of it, he at least could possibly tell her a story to get his mind off of his lack of a date to the ball.

Harry took that moment to notice Madam Rosmerta's bust which was mostly exposed. As she leaned forward her cleavage was now right in his eye line and it was beautiful. He didn't know how big her breasts were but to him, they looked perfect. Averting his eyes after a few long seconds he started, "Well you know about Sirius Black but during my second-year kids were being petrified. No one knew how until my friend Hermione figured it out but she was petrified at this point. We found out that there was a basilisk in the school that was hiding in the chamber of secrets."

Madam Rosmerta had to interject, "Wait a minute there was a basilisk in the school? How was that never disclosed in the papers?" That alone sounded impossible or else they would have closed down the school.

Harry nodded, "Yes, there was a basilisk and the school kept it quiet. Thankfully the people that were petrified only saw the snake in reflections which is why they didn't die. If they died then there would be no way of covering it up." Harry didn't know why he was so free to tell her this story but he didn't care, she was easy to talk to. So far she had been the easiest to talk to minus Sirius and Hermione.

Madam Rosmerta had to jump in, "Wait so the chamber of secrets is real?" She has heard the legends but no one has ever found it. She thought it was just a myth.

Harry nodded again, "Yes it is in the girl's bathroom but you need to be a Parseltongue to open it. Anyway, I killed the giant and I mean giant snake. The font had to be like 50 meters long. I nearly died in the process and if it wasn't for Phoenix's tears I would be dead." Harry showed the sexy older woman his battle scar thinking it would lend some credibility to his story.

Madam Rosmerta watched Harry roll up his sleeve to show her a large perfectly round scar that came from a fang. "Wow, so it bit you." She said the last part with a little wonder in her voice.

Harry let her hold his arm enjoying her warm touch as she traced the scar with a finger. "Yes, because to kill it I had to stab it with a sword. I had to go through the mouth to reach the brain and a fang hit me. I just barely survived. I don't like to complain but my life has been in constant danger and I feel like it's going to catch up to me very soon." Harry's confidence was so low he was even starting to doubt his magical ability. How could he survive the tournament when everything was stacked against him?

Madam Rosmerta didn't like to hear his morbid thoughts but it did seem as if he was in a tough spot. Letting go of his arm she watched him put his sleeve back down before returning to his butterbeer. "Well, that was very brave of you to put your life in danger like that. You know you don't have to if you don't want to. You could always just ignore it. Don't get involved. Even for this tournament you could just take one step off the starting line then just wait to be last."

Harry thought the last part was a good idea but he couldn't just sit back and let other people get hurt. "I can't look the other way. If I can help someone then that's what I'm going to do. As for coming in last, maybe that's what I need to do. I don't care about this bloody tournament and there is no penalty for losing." Now Harry's head was spinning thinking of throwing the rest of the competition.

Madam Rosmerta smiled at Harry, finding his answer the right one. A kid would find a way to deflect responsibility but a man accepted it. "You are amazing Harry." Now thinking of him like a man she was really liking what she saw. Every woman wanted a selfless man who was essentially a hero.

He wasn't expecting that and quickly turned it back around on her. "Thanks, I think you are amazing too." Harry had to give the bartender credit because he felt much better than he did when he first walked in here. Just a few minutes of sharing took a tremendous weight off his shoulders.

Madam Rosmerta just smiled wider as she leaned closer to Harry and put her hand around his head to pull him closer. In a second their lips touched and Madam Rosmerta knew their little touch from earlier wasn't just a fluke. Their kiss was magical, making a tingle race down her spine as she even moaned in his mouth.

The taboo of kissing a boy young enough to be her son was an added thrill. Still, she could feel her knickers start to get wet as he didn't pull away but pushed in. He started kissing her back and even tried to give her tongue. It was a clumsy first attempt but she allowed it. Opening her mouth she let his tongue enter her mouth wrestling his tongue with hers. While he was a little eager and clumsy with some of his movements he was very good for a beginner. It seemed as if he had some good instincts.

Harry's eyes went wide at her lips touching his before he couldn't stop himself from pushing it further. Right away he could tell this wasn't a simple peck but a real kiss. Having never kissed someone like this he didn't want it to stop. He kept pushing it until his tongue was in her mouth tasting the alcohol on her.

After a minute of the hardest and only snog Harry had ever had he felt the both of them pull away for air. Panting for air he noticed her red cheeks and heaving chest. "What was that?"

Madam Rosmerta let her heart get carried away but Harry was so pure and good she couldn't resist. She usually went for bad boys but Harry was different. As soon as their lips touched she felt her body light up in a way it never had before. "Sorry, but I couldn't help myself." She admitted with a deep red blush.

Harry wasn't angry about it in fact he wanted it to happen again. "Can we do it again?" Harry knew he was pushing it but he felt compelled to kiss her again.

Madam Rosmerta was still a very attractive woman who got plenty of attention but the way Harry was looking at her made her feel like she was back in Hogwarts. Not answering she just flicked her wand hidden behind the bar to the door locking it before drawing the curtains on the windows. Letting that speak for itself she walked around the bar until she was standing in front of Harry who was still sitting on the barstool. He was at the perfect height for a snog with her taller frame. Given he had to lean up to her towering lips.

Harry was speechless seeing her come around the bar. Now standing in front of him she grabbed his face to bring him in for another snog. This time it was Madam Rosmerta who was sticking her tongue in his mouth. Together they started to kiss deeper and deeper until she took one of his hands and brought it to her breasts. She was willing to let him cop a feel in this situation. It had also been so long that she needed a man's hand on her body in more than a friendly way. The way his fingers sank into her tits was euphoric after so long neglected by another man.

Harry didn't know what to do but just squeezed the wonderful sack of flesh in his hand. Her breasts were so soft and he couldn't resist putting his hand into her dress and giving her skin-to-skin contact. He didn't know if that was too far but he didn't want to feel her breasts through clothes.

Madam Rosmerta moaned louder than she had in a long time when his bare fingers found her hard nipple. At first, he gave it a slight pinch which made her moan into his mouth so he did it again this time only harder. Then he added a small twist that nearly made her cum. In her old age, her breasts were still very sensitive probably from all those years of boys being very rough with them.

Madam Rosmerta hadn't had her knickers soaked like this in a very long time. His touch was masterful in making her body respond. To thank him for his touches she reached forward and palmed his cock through his trousers. What she thought would be a modest teenage cock was much bigger than she was expecting. In fact, it was so big she had to break the kiss. "Merlin, how big is this thing?" Her hand felt like it went on forever starting at the base and it kept going to the point it felt like he stuffed a big sausage in his trousers.

Harry pulled his hand away from her breasts as she felt his cock. "I don't know. Is it good?" Harry didn't know if this was a good or bad thing from the way she asked that question.

Madam Rosmerta couldn't resist and used both of her hands to start unbuttoning his trousers before ripping them and his boxers down his legs. With a little help from Harry for lifting his cute little ass off the seat. His giant cock nearly slapped her in the face as she got her first look at it. To say it was big was an understatement; the thing had to be nine to ten inches. Even as she wrapped both hands around him she still had another hand worth sticking out the top. All she could think at this moment was. 'Those girls are idiots. Any girl should be thrilled with a cock of this size. That should have been his pitch, come with me to the ball and I will shag you with a cock so big you will never be satisfied with anything else ever again. '

Harry saw the wonder in her eyes and was about to ask her if there was something wrong before she launched forward and brought a good five inches into her mouth. "Aaahhh what is happening?" Harry exclaimed in shock, feeling a wet and warm mouth engulf his cock in a bath of pure pleasure. She was even suckling the tip making Harry feel like this is what his life was missing.

Madam Rosmerta ignored him and only focused on sucking the best-looking cock she has ever seen. Maybe she could blame the alcohol but she always loved a nice cock. She could even blame the fact she hasn't gotten some cock in over a year. All that she knew now was how she wanted to please this cock before she gave it the chance to please her. 'Oh you aren't stopping just at a blowjob you are going all the way you slut.' She told herself as she just kept sucking while inhaling his musk which made her suck harder. His long walk here made his cock and balls smell divine with all of his delicious pheromones.

Harry couldn't do anything but lean back against the bar as the bartender dragged her big full lips up and down his cock. She bobbed her head up and down so fast Harry thought she was going to suck his soul out through his cock. He had always heard about blowjobs but from the sounds of it, they sounded silly. Now Harry understood they weren't silly but the best things in the world.

Madam Rosmerta didn't expect him to last long but he lasted much longer than she expected. So after a few minutes, she took him deeper but at a slower pace. That is when she felt his hand rest on her head. He didn't push down but she could tell that's what he wanted. He had good instincts but a small part of her almost wanted him to push her down. To push her down and force her to swallow every single inch of this massive cock. 'Just go for it Elizabeth. Just get down there and suck it all down. Give him his first deepthroat.' Coming back up for air she gulped down a big breath before trying to get every hard inch in her throat.

Harry felt his cock slip into her tight throat and he couldn't hold on. "It's coming." Harry had cum before but nothing like this. He could already feel like this was going to be an absolute mess in her mouth if she didn't pull away. His brain was then filled with images of his spunk shooting onto her face, down her throat, or with his cum expanding her cheeks as some leaked out of her nose. He didn't know how much he was going to cum but it felt like a lot. All of which only pushed him deeper into the pool of pleasure. All as her lips wrapped around the base of his cock showing she was able to swallow every inch in the most vulgar of ways as her eyes teared up.

Madam Rosmerta pulled up a little so she could enjoy the taste of him. Very quickly she felt him cum into her mouth and it was a big load. His molten ropes filled her mouth to the point it took two gulps showing how backed up he was. From the size of she had to guess he hadn't wanked off in the last month. Which was a shame with a cock of this size. This thing deserved to get off at least once a day. 'Mist be all that training for the tournament left him neglecting this amazing cock.'

If she was still in school it would have been her mission to take care of this beast daily. 'You are such a slut Elizabeth but still what girl could turn down this cock. Those girls will regret passing this up because a cock like this could keep a girl happy forever.' Madam Rosmerta wasn't ever a commitment type of person but with a cock like this she would consider it so she could keep it for herself. She would refuse to let any other woman get their hands on this amazing cock.

Harry nearly screamed as he felt his very first climax with a girl. Looking down he saw the older woman hollow out her cheeks to suck every last drop of spunk out of him before pulling away. "That…was…amazing." Harry was short on words feeling her suck out all of his wit through his cock.

Madam Rosmerta made it to her feet off the dirty bar floor and looked at the spunk-drained boy looking at her as if she was his savior. "Sorry, but I can't resist a cock like that. You have no idea how much of a burden that is but at least it worked out for you." She knew that made her sound a little slutty but she didn't care because it was true. It was rare to find a cock that big so she wasn't willing to pass it up no matter how wrong it was. He was still a student and a fourth year at that. It was cutting it real close in terms of acceptability. Of course, there were arranged marriages with this big of an age gap but this was pure lust and not because of a political alliance. They both felt drawn to each other.

Harry was still just feeling from what just happened. It also didn't help that his cock refused to get soft even though he just came harder than ever before. "What does this mean?" Harry was still clueless about what this meant or what he did to deserve this. He normally went soft after a wank but in front of this beautiful woman, he couldn't get soft to save his life. It didn't help that she was heaving breaths into her lungs after choking on his cock for the last couple of minutes. The action made her big breasts jiggle and move in a way that made him unable to look away.

Madam Rosmerta brought her hand back down to his cock which hadn't lost a bit of hardness. "It means I like you. It means we can have a little fun and it means I can solve your little date problem." Madam Rosmerta decided that she would go with him to the dance. She could buy a de-aging potion and pretend to be his date for the night. There would also be what happens after the dance which would be her payment for a night of dancing.

Harry was suddenly even more hopeful. "You will go with me." That's what it sounded like she meant. At this point, Harry wasn't picky and didn't care if he was seen going with an older woman. Harry was so loopy with pleasure that he wasn't even thinking straight. With what he just felt he would have proposed to her if she promised to do suck his cock like that every day.

Madam Rosmerta nodded, "Ask me for real. Ask me like you would a classmate and not just a girl who just got off her knees after she sucked your cock." She wanted to be asked like she was a real woman. She wanted to be wanted and see the pleading look in his eyes as he asked.

Harry felt a little awkward asking for her to be his date with his trousers and boxers around his ankles. "Madam Rosmerta, will you please be my date to the dance? There is no one I would rather go with and I would be very honored if you would say yes." Even though she hinted she would say yes he was still nervous about her answer. He said all of this as his saliva-covered cock was starting to catch a chill waiting for her answer.

Madam Rosmerta nodded, "Yes. Yes, I will go with you but from here on out my name is Elizabeth." That was her first name but she had to come up with the Madam name to command respect and so people didn't call her Lizzie which she hated more than anything.

Harry nodded, "Okay Elizabeth…what now?" Harry was starting to feel a blush creep into his cheeks being this exposed for this long. He felt so exposed and vulnerable.

Elizabeth reached down and touched his cock again, finding it still just as hard as earlier. "Well I will save some surprises for after the dance but sucking this cock has ruined my knickers." She meant it because her knickers would take a wash or two to get clean after the flood of arousal soaked deep into the fabric.

Harry didn't know what any of that meant, "Is that a good thing?" Harry knew surprisingly little about women or sex in general. Hogwarts only gave a very basic baby-making talk about sex.

Madam Rosmerta rolled her eyes at his innocence. "That means my body wants yours, Harry." Stepping closer she pushed her mouth right next to his ear. "It means I need you to stick that big cock into my pussy." She whispered the last part but her hand was still on his cock as she felt it pulse. 'Good boy.' Harry had a very strong cock that promised to be exactly what she needed.

Harry barely trusted his voice but tried to man up and ask, "How do you want it?" Harry was lost on what to do next but was hoping she would tell him what to do. The way her hand gripped his cock was driving him wild with desire.

Madam Rosmerta let go of his cock before taking a step back. Slipping out of her barmaid dress she saw his eyes go wide at the sight of her breasts. They were never in a bra and they still hung nice and perky for her age. They didn't look a day over thirty. All that was left was to push down her cotton knickers with a big wet spot on them. That is when Harry's eyes went from her tits down to her pussy which was a beautiful neat slit without a hair in sight. She even gave him the full view of her naked body with a twirl. "So what do you think?" She knew she wasn't twenty anymore but she thought she still held up for her age.

Harry's jaw dropped seeing this angel strip for him. She was beautiful and at this moment more so than even Fleur Delacour. "You are beautiful. The most beautiful thing I have ever seen." He was being honest because a naked woman was more beautiful than the most beautiful sunset. Madam Rosmerta had everything Harry could ever want as his eyes just took her in with his cock eager to get inside of her.

Madam Rosmerta could tell that was true as his hard cock was now leaking precum down his shaft. Not wasting any more time she fell back until she felt a table behind her. Making sure it was clean she then laid back at the perfect height for a proper fuck. "Get naked and come here, Harry. Don't make me wait before you stick that cock into me." She even reached down to rub her wet slit and moan to give him some extra motivation.

Harry had never jumped out of a chair so fast, nearly tripping as his legs were together still stuck in his trousers. Quickly shucking them off along with the rest of his clothes he moved between Madam Rosmerta's legs with his cock a hair away from its goal.

Madam Rosmerta saw how his cock towered over her stomach easily going past her belly button which was a first. That mixed with the sight of a naked Harry Potter who was well muscled and plenty fit made her moan. "Stick it in. Don't be gentle either, just slam it into my pussy nice and deep. I can take it, I'm a big girl. A big slutty girl." She doesn't go slow these days. She had an itch to scratch and it had been a long time since she had such a good cock to scratch it.

Harry nodded as he gripped his pulsing cock by the base before angling it to her wet opening. Listening to what she said he felt the wet hole against the tip for only a moment before his hips lurched forward with everything he had. Nothing prepared him for the feeling of what sex would feel like. He almost couldn't put it into words as her very tight pussy coiled around him like a vice. "Ah shit, you are so tight. Tight and wet, it feels so good." It was easily better than her mouth in fact if he had a choice he would never have left this hole.

Madam Rosmerta's heart swelled when she was called tight because as a woman got older men tended to go for younger girls. The men wanted tighter and fewer wrinkles but with Harry here she felt how much he liked her body. She could feel his cock twitching like mad inside of her. "Don't cum yet. Work for it. Pull your hips back and slam it all back in as hard as you can." She barked out the order hoping for him to start working it in and out of her.

Harry nodded and tried to follow her directions. Pulling back his hips he waited until just the tip was still inside of her before slamming his hips forward burying everything right back where it belonged. He even felt the tip of his cock slam against the very back of her pussy which made the woman whine. From there he just kept repeating that over and over desperate to make her cum first. He could feel her pussy tighten on every thrust just like she couldn't keep up either. They both were overwhelmed by the feeling of the other.

Madam Rosmerta was in heaven with each thrust. His girthy and lengthy cock hit every one of her special spots on the way in. It even pushed against her sensitive cervix which was pushing her over the edge in record time. It had been so long since a man was able to touch that part of her and she didn't know how much she missed it until right now. "Keep going, Harry. You are so fucking deep. No man has ever been this deep before. Shit, I swear I can't hold on much longer. Fuck it's so big. It's stretching me more than any other cock in my life."

Harry felt honored to receive all this praise but was holding back a climax of his own. She was clenching and pulsing around him in such a way he was on the razor's edge. The only thing keeping his climax under control was watching her face contorted in pleasure or seeing her big breasts jump and sway back and forth. Anything to keep his mind off of her tight pussy trying to milk his climax out of him.

Madam Rosmerta was just about to scream the arrival of her climax when Harry grabbed one of her jiggling breasts to gently twist her nipple. That was the final nail in the coffin. "I'M CUMMING!" At that volume of her scream, she was shocked it didn't shatter every window in the bar. That was how powerful her climax was. Her head was fuzzy and the only word in her head was cumming. Her pussy has never clamped down as hard as when she came even slowing Harry's thrusts.

Harry felt and heard her cum so that is when Harry finally let go. He felt a wave of relief wash over him as his balls tightened before they started to pump large blasts of spunk deep inside of the bartender-turned Yule Ball date. With his hard thrusts, Harry was dripping sweat and fell into Madam Rosmerta pinning her to the table as he wouldn't stop cumming inside of her.

The passionate creampie was something she expected but the feeling of his spunk inside of her womb was everything to her. It filled her with a warmth she didn't know she was missing. With Harry's head now in her neck laying on her she wrapped her arms around him "That was amazing, Harry. You really are special." She felt like a proud teacher as she helped him catch on to everything she needed and what would make any woman very happy.

Harry didn't respond as he tried to catch his breath from losing his virginity in the best possible manner. This topped any other girl he could have hoped for. He heard the first times were supposed to be clumsy or that some girls don't cum but today he definitely made Madam Rosmerta cum. 'Elizabeth. Her name is Elizabeth. I made Elizabeth cum.'

Madam Rosmerta rubbed his messy hair as she felt his cock slowly deflate. "Now I'm really looking forward to our date." That got him to look up at her as she continued, "I will be at the castle half an hour before it starts and I will be wearing a dress that will make everyone there jealous. Of course, you have to be the perfect gentleman if you want the date to continue after we are done dancing." She saw him perk up at that. "Oh yes there will be more of this in your future. But for the dance, I will have to get my hands on some de-aging potion so it doesn't look like I'm a cradle robber or that you have severe mummy issues."

Harry didn't even think of how weird it would look if he showed up with a full-grown woman. A very mature forty something year old woman who was known for her famous curves. "Great idea. I didn't even think of that. Although I wouldn't have cared what you look like. I would still be happy to go with you."

Madam Rosmerta touched Harry's cheek in a sweet display of affection. "You are a good boy Harry and just you wait until you see what I looked like at your age. Trust me when I say you are in for a treat that is going to make this look like an appetizer. Once we are alone I plan to spend all night with you giving you everything you can ever dream of. Plus showing you everything a girl like me could want." Madam Rosmerta could already see many of the things she wanted to do with her younger body. Things she hadn't done in a long time. Things that required more flexibility and stamina.

Harry could almost feel his cock start to get hard again picturing Elizabeth younger and shagging her all night long. "I promise I will be the perfect date and the perfect lover." It was a boyish thing to say but he was lacking in this area.

Madam Rosmerta smiled as she felt him start to get hard again. "I know you have to get back to the castle but how about one more shag?" She was willing to let him have one more go despite the fact she hadn't been shagged two times in a row in a long while. This one was probably going to be even rougher and sloppier than the first which was fine by her.

Harry just nodded as her sexy devious smirk made his cock rock hard once again ready to go. His answer was just to pull back like before and slam in just as hard as before. Though this time his hands went straight for her bouncing breasts, getting a good feel for them as he pounded her against the table.

Madam Rosmerta's smile grew as she was in for another wild ride sure to ring her bell all over again. Stamina clearly wasn't an issue for Harry which was a good sign for her after a night of dancing. She planned to go for hours giving him full access to a body that made her famous at Hogwarts. "Ah that's it Harry fuck me just like that. Harder, harder, yes right there keep hitting that spot and I won't be able to stop cumming. Yes, keep squeezing these big tits. They are so sensitive, I can't wait for them to be in your mouth eventually."

Harry listened to her commands as his own climax started to bubble up. However he was determined to make her cum long before he did but when he did he was going to fill her naughty pussy to the breaking point with a river of spunk for the ages. Grunting back and forth the two new Yule Ball dates shagged each other for a good ten minutes before it all came crashing down. By the end he had even put her nipples in his mouth and sucked them hard enough she nearly came before she was ready. Still Harry played his part to perfection until Madam Rosmerta and himself couldn't hold back any longer.

At that point Madam Rosmerta was a puddle of bones with a lake of molten spunk in her womb which made her just want to fall asleep on this wooden table. As Harry pulled out she was just shocked his cock still had some heft to it because even soft it was a good six inches which would have been enough for her on its own. Still when he grew to his full what had to be ten inches he left her in a sex coma.

Harry knew he had to get dressed to get back to the castle but didn't leave until he managed to help Elizabeth up to her feet and give her a little clean after seeing his pearl white seed drip down her legs and onto the floor. By the time the statuesque woman was standing back up and dressed she had a permanent smile. Even bringing Harry in for one more kiss before sending him on his way. The two couldn't stop the giggly smiles and final goodbyes as they had to wait until the ball to continue what they started.

Time Skip

Harry did eventually make it back to Hogwarts and at that point, it was almost time for dinner. It seems as if his absence went wholly unnoticed as his friends barely noticed he was gone. It seemed as if his best friends had problems of their own. With Hermione fretting about the ball and what dress she was going to wear while also studying hard for classes. Then there was Ron who was still looking for a date but had some luck with one of the Patil sisters.

Harry just nodded along, keeping quiet on his date. He didn't even know how he could explain he was going with someone who didn't go to this school. Plus it was someone they had never met or heard of. Harry knew she was going to go by Elizabeth Rosmerta so maybe she could pass herself off as a younger family member of the bartender. They didn't really discuss their story as they were distracted by more pressing matters.

For the rest of dinner, Harry just played along. He nodded and laughed where appropriate but he didn't want to answer any questions of his own. Making it through dinner Harry then just went straight to bed waiting like a kid on Christmas Eve for his big date.

Time Skip
Yule Ball

The day had finally arrived and he was ready. For most of the day, he got dressed after a very thorough shower. He was in a set of modest dress robes with his best attempt to get his hair under control. After close to an hour with a comb and some hair product, he finally managed it.

The next step was waiting by the Great Hall for his date to show up. Harry knew she was coming but still was used to disappointment thinking she might not show up. That was the story of his life thus far so a part of him was ready to be disappointed. His mind wasn't his friend in playing our scenarios of him standing there in the center of the dance floor while people laughed.

By the time the others had started to show up like Cedric and Cho then Hermione came down the steps looking stunning for her date with Viktor. Soon after that, Fleur met her date, Roger Davies. She even gave him a dirty smirk thinking he was all alone.

"Oh, Harry!" A voice called out through the crowd.

The crowd soon parted to reveal a beautiful teenage girl wearing a black dress that was a hair away from being considered improper. At best it looked a size or two small so her big breasts were nearly spilling out. That wasn't even mentioning her skinny waist and the curves of her amazing bum. Of course, he saw her bum in the bar as she did a little spin for him once she was naked showing she always had a nice ass.

Harry was shocked and speechless as Elizabeth easily upstaged every other girl here. He was gaping long enough Elizabeth came over and planted a kiss right on his lips in front of the school. "Well say something silly." Madam Rosmerta was playing a part of a typical ditzy teenage girl to perfection. No one would be able to see that she was really an older woman masquerading as a teenager.

Harry was brought out of his shock by her kiss and was finally able to speak again. "Hello, Elizabeth I'm so glad you could make it." With that, he slid his hand into hers feeling her cold fingers from the walk from Hogsmeade in the winter.

Hermione nearly fell over seeing Harry's date as she tried to guess who this girl was. Leaving Viktor for a moment she walked over to Harry and his date. "Harry, who is this?" Harry never mentioned this girl and he was very dismissive when she reminded him to find a date.

Elizabeth took the reins of this conversation knowing how to answer with the backstory she came up with. "Hello, I'm Elizabeth Rosmerta. I'm Madam Rosmerta's niece. My aunt owled me to see if I would be willing to join Harry as his date and I agreed. You can't deny he is quite the looker." The last part was said with a little shoulder bump no doubt embarrassing him. Elizabeth wanted everyone around to hear that, especially all the girls that rejected him.

Hermione was confused but turned to Harry, "Why would Madam Rosmerta owl her niece for you?" Hermione was confused as to why the bartender was getting involved in Harry's love life. It seemed odd at the very least.

This one Harry could answer after seeing the story Elizabeth laid out. "All the girls here said no so I was all down about it. Before I knew it I ended up at the bar for a drink or two. I told Madam Rosmerta what happened and she offered to set me up with her niece. I didn't have much of a choice so I accepted." In reality, the bartender took pity on him because the whole school was against him.

Hermione gave the girl a once over and saw the resemblance between the two family members. They both had similar assets and hair colors. "I hope this isn't against the rules." Hermione worried Harry could get in trouble. Bringing outside dates wasn't mentioned during their preparation for the dance.

Harry shrugged, "I would rather have detention than be the loser who couldn't get a date." Harry was being truthful because being laughed at by all three schools would probably make him burst into tears like a little baby. A side effect of not having enough love and being constantly rejected growing up.

Just as Hermione was about to ask some more probing questions Minerva McGonagall walked up. "Can I get the champions and their dates to line up by the door please?" The stern woman looked as she always did which was no nonsense.

Harry was the first to step up in front of the door only to see McGonagall narrow her eyes at his date before grabbing Elizabeth by the arm and dragging her out of earshot of the rest of the other students. "What the bloody hell are you trying to pull, Elizabeth?" It was clear Minerva McGonagall remembered what the bartender looked like as a teenager. It was hard not to with her giant breasts and penchant for showing them off.

Elizabeth felt a little rebellious in her old teenage body as she rolled her eyes. "Come on Minnie, don't get your knickers in a twist." Elizabeth liked the game of playing the forbidden older woman here to seduce a young teenage boy.

Minerva's face went red at that description, "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kick you out of this school." Minerva wasn't in a joking mood having so much pressure put on her for this whole ball to be a success. She needed it to go off without a hitch which meant the bartender couldn't cause chaos. Minerva was getting flashbacks to what the bartender was like as a teenager and it wasn't pretty.

Elizabeth smiled at her friend that sometimes snuck down to town for a stiff drink from time to time. "Believe it or not I'm the only one who said yes to Harry. No girl wanted to go with him to the ball and he was so depressed he came down to my bar for a drink. He told me the story so I decided to help him out with a de-aging potion. He gets to not look like a loser and I get a night of dancing. It's a win-win."

Minerva gave Elizabeth a once over taking note of her revealing dress. "Is that the reason you are dressed like a trollop?" Minerva would have never been caught dead in a dress like that at any age.

Elizabeth smiled and pointed at herself, "What this little old thing. I just went into my closet and picked something that would fit me before I hit my big growth spurt." That wasn't completely true because she did choose a dress that would showcase her body to make every boy and girl jealous. Boys would be jealous of Harry and the girls would be jealous of her body.

Minerva McGonagall rubbed her face in frustration as it had come this far. "Just behave yourself and don't cause trouble. You are lucky I care so much and I don't want to see Harry humiliated in front of the entire school." That was as much the deputy Headmistress could say given the situation. Harry needed a date to open the dance with so she couldn't kick Elizabeth out leaving him alone out there.

Elizabeth smiled, "Oh little old me. Come on, you have to trust me." Elizabeth understood her hesitancy at the whole situation given she was in her late forties on a date with a boy who was fifteen. Still, he was a mature fifteen and one who acted like a full-grown adult with the way he carried himself. 'If I didn't already shag him then depending on how tonight went I would debate giving him a little treat. However, now that I know how his cock tastes and feels there is no way I'm leaving here without feeling more of it. Plus in my younger body, I have even more tricks up my sleeve.'

Minerva glared at the younger form of the bartender, "Just nothing that would embarrass Harry or this school. Be the perfect date with some dancing and conversation before calling it a night." Minerva wasn't an idiot remembering catching Elizabeth in multiple broom closets during her time at Hogwarts. She would have to keep an eye on those two so Madam Rosmerta didn't take advantage of the poor boy who would be out of his depth with a woman so experienced.

Elizabeth nodded with a devious smirk, "Of course." Elizabeth would just have to be sneaky to avoid being seen leaving with Harry but she had a secluded spot in the school she used for her meetups with other boys. It was out of the way and should be perfect for the night she had planned. She learned about it after the tenth or so broom closet she was caught in.

Walking back to the well-dressed students gathered at the door, Minerva let Elizabeth take her place by Harry's side. Minerva cleared her throat, "So when I open these doors the champions and their dates will take the floor for the first dance before the rest of you can join them on the dance floor. Remember to be respectful and there will be no funny business, you are representing your school and country."

With all of that said Elizabeth moved her hand from Harry's back to his cute little bum squeezing it just to tease the boy for what would come later. The action made Harry jump a little as his face went red in embarrassment. Which made it all the sweeter for Elizabeth. "Don't worry Harry there will be more where that came from later tonight."

Harry gulped as the Great Hall doors opened and the four champions led their dates to the dance floor. Once there in front of every student from each school, Harry pleaded with Elizabeth to not get too handsy with this many eyes on them. The woman only smiled and put her hands in his letting him lead the first dance.

Once the music started Harry started to lead them in a simple waltz. She followed his lead as his practiced moves made up for her rusty dancing skills. She hadn't danced in years much less in her teenage body where she was a touch clumsy. Still, Harry covered all of her mistakes and was firm in not letting her trip or fall.

Time seemed to stand still for them as everything else melted away. Harry was just staring into the bartender's eyes to find she had beautiful green eyes like him but a different shade. She was looking at his eyes as well getting lost in his green, almost smokey eyes. She could almost see the lust clouded in them as if he wanted to rip her dress right off her body and shag her in front of the entire school. Just the thought was making her a little wet. 'I wished I didn't have to wear knickers but in this dress, I had no choice.' She couldn't afford to flash half the school during a dance or if she had to bend over to pick something up.

The first song was about to end after a few wonderful minutes of dancing with a beautiful woman. Just for an added flair, he spun his date and even dipped her until their faces were less than an inch away. It took everything for the both of them not to close the distance and just kiss. Still, they knew they had to save it for later when they were alone.

Elizabeth was brought back to her feet with no support and walked with Harry off the dance floor. They both needed a minute to cool down. For Harry, he had a semi-hard cock that she felt against her during the dip and she had soaking wet knickers. Grabbing a seat at the champion's table Harry noticed Hermione's look of curiosity as well as Fleur's look of jealousy.

Elizabeth saw it as well and was savoring the moment. "Oh, nice to meet you all. I have heard so many good things about some of you." She let that hang in the air as it was clearly directed at Fleur due to the fact she harshly rejected Harry. There was no reason for her to be so vicious to someone who has never done anything wrong to her.

Fleur was socially skilled enough to know when a barb was directed at her. "Well, I haven't heard a thing about you." Fleur made it a point to learn all she could about the competition and the school they were at. She knew most of the names and faces of everyone here and Fleur would have remembered this girl mostly due to those enormous breasts. "Do you even go to this school?"

Elizabeth smiled seeing that the claws have come out, "I am homeschooled. I already passed my O.W.L.S and N.E.W.T.S. Now I'm just training to possibly get a job in one of my fields of studies." All of which was a lie because her first time around she barely passed her O.W.L.S. She wasn't qualified to be anything but a bartender.

That made Hermione perk up, "What would that be? Is it charms or potions?"

Elizabeth looked up and moved her head back and forth trying to think of an answer. "Well my aunt has always been a bartender so maybe I could get a job at a firewhiskey distillery or at a vineyard. That kind of stuff fascinates me." It wasn't too far from the truth so it should be enough to fool a few brats.

Harry just put his hand in Elizabeth's in a comforting almost soothing way. "What do you say for another dance, honey." Harry didn't know where that came from but his cock was no longer in a semi-aroused state so he could afford to stand up.

Elizabeth was happy about the escape, "Yes, please. Hopefully, it's a slow song so we can get even closer." She said the last part for the others at the table. The boys were clearly a little jealous as they looked at her breasts jiggle as she jumped to her feet before being focused on her bum as she walked away.

Harry was happy to get away and just be with his wonderful date. Taking her hand in his again they started to dance to the music. "When does the potion wear off?" Harry asked curiously as to when they had to call an end to the night.

Elizabeth smiled like the cat who caught the canary, "Well it should wear off well after we are done having our fun but I have an extra dose for the morning." She planned to have Harry all night to really give him a night he would never forget.

"The morning, why would you need it in the morning?" Harry was confused.

Elizabeth took the moment to lean forward until her mouth was right next to his ear. Her hot breath even made him shiver, "Because we are going to be spending the whole night together. You are going to shag me in every single position imaginable. Then I will sneak out of here in the morning as my teenage self. It's the only way I can fit in this dress." It was a brilliant plan of hers to get the most out of tonight.

Harry now felt his cock react to that plan. "Every position?" His mind was filled with a million different things he wanted to try with her.

Elizabeth pulled away from his ear, "Oh yes. In my teenage years, I was much more flexible. So I can twist myself up in all sorts of positions and do other things that will make your cute little head explode." She already had a plan for another gift she wanted to give him so he had a full understanding of a woman's body. That would serve him very well in the future with other girls. 'Still, if he was to come around next year I would probably let him shag me again. Maybe we can have a little fun until he graduates. Even in my older body, he had no problem keeping it up for more than one round. It would be a shame to miss out on that cock of his. I might even have to conjure a big glass replica of that amazing cock. It just seems as if it is the missing piece my body has been looking for. I know I have gotten too used to the simple vibration charm. My pussy missed the deep penetration and none have gone as deep or stretched me as well as Harry.'

As Elizabeth was lost in thought so was Harry because his mind was filling in the blanks of his dirty thoughts. Now he had a mental picture of Elizabeth with one leg in the air as he thrusted away into her. Then there was the priceless image of her looking up at him as she sucked his cock. The sight of her lips stretched around his shaft while she looked up at him always spoke to him.

Elizabeth was brought out of her thoughts by the feeling of Harry's hard cock pressing against her leg. "Oh, Harry you can't get too worked up already. We still have a few hours of dancing left." She admired his attraction to her in addition to his eagerness to just get to it.

Harry apologized, "Sorry but since what happened in the bar it's all I have been thinking about. Every dream I have is us together doing something naughty in a bed, class, your bar and even on the beach. I just want to be back inside you so badly." He said the last part like a man possessed. She could tell they were both in for a world of pleasure tonight because Harry wasn't going to hold back and neither was she.

Leaning in to kiss his cheek Elizabeth said, "Just focus on the dancing. One foot in front of the other until it's time to sneak away. I promise you tonight is going to be the best night of your life." She needed him focused but she was feeling the same way. Her pussy quivered imagining his large throbbing length sliding back into her. 'These knickers are ruined.' There was no way to clean them or even look at them again without thinking of Harry. 'Maybe I will let him keep them as a trophy.' They were a lace number with very little fabric mainly just for show and to keep it so she didn't drip arousal down her legs.

As time passed Harry's body had finally gotten back under control just in time for Hermione to try and cut in. Giving Elizabeth a little nod she went back to the table to wait for him.

Taking Hermione's hands he started a small little dance knowing that she wanted to talk, not dance. "You seem to be having a good time." That was all she said, baiting him for more.

Harry smiled with a loopy, almost silly kind of smile. "Well, I am. I didn't think I could find a date when Madam Rosmerta offered me her niece and it turns out we have a real connection." He was glazing over the important details like this was the real Madam Rosmerta or the fact he had already shagged her.

Hermione was still feeling a little off about Harry's date. "Well just be careful. She seems…a little advanced." That was her polite way of saying slut. This date of Harry's wore a dress that looked as if her assets could pop out at any moment. It was the reason a lot of boys couldn't keep their eyes off of her.

Harry kept dancing with Hermione, almost sensing a little jealousy. "Well, maybe I need someone who is advanced. I think I have missed out on so much. Maybe it takes a girl like her to bring me up to speed." Harry had already been brought up to speed given what happened in the bar earlier but he planned to keep learning.

Hermione blushed, getting his not-subtle meaning. It was clear he planned to do more than dance with the girl. "Just be careful Harry. A girl like that can chew you up and spit you back out."

Harry now really felt Hermione's jealousy. "I will be fine. Just focus on your date because I think Viktor wants more than just a kiss." It was his chance to turn the tables on his best friend.

Hermione was now blushing to know that things were expected of girls after the ball. All of the girls in the dorms talked about the very least being a blowjob. Followed by a very graphic demonstration with a piece of fruit. Still, Hermione soaked the knowledge up in case she needed it. So far Viktor was being a perfect date so if they managed to sneak away a blowjob wouldn't be out of the question. "Viktor will be fine with what I give him."

Harry didn't mean for her words to affect him but picturing Hermione in the throes of passion was an arousing thought. Pulling away a little he had to put those thoughts out of his head. "Where is Ron?"

Hermione looked around before pointing him out sulking at a table. "Poor Padma."

Harry agreed, his friend was bummed that Hermione would be his backup date after he struck out with Fleur. "Well, that's his fault for not enjoying tonight because I doubt he will even get a kiss goodnight."

Hermione nodded as they let each other go at the end of the song. Within a second Elizabeth was back up slipping back into Harry's grasp as a slow song started up. "Mmmm I missed you."

Harry chuckled, "It was like four minutes." Harry missed her too but Elizabeth was now pressing herself against him as if they hadn't seen each other in years. He even felt her buxom chest press against his chest which was once again going to get him worked up.

"I know but this is my first dance and I want to spend it all with you." She even leaned up to kiss his cheek letting him know she really meant it. She felt like a princess tonight from being the center of attention to being with the most handsome date she could ask for.

Harry felt his hands drift from her hips down to her thick bum for a quick squeeze making the girl in his arms moan. "How much longer?" He impatiently asked.

Elizabeth giggled a little schoolgirl laugh, "A couple more songs before we can cause a distraction to slip out undetected." She could dance all night long but would much rather do a horizontal dance between the sheets.

Harry let out a small whistle, "Sounds like a complicated plan."

Elizabeth smiled trying to pull away a little so he would stop getting any harder than he already was. It could soon become very noticeable and with the size of his cock he would be the talk of the school. Not in a good way. "Well, Minerva is watching us like a hawk so I plan on knocking over the drink table. That should pull everyone's attention while we sneak off into my old hiding spot for some fun of our own."

Harry was now smiling like a very happy boy which was a change from his normally serious face. "I can't wait." With that, Harry gave his date another little twirl as the pair set in for another few songs.

Twenty minutes later once the pair was finally exhausted with dancing Elizabeth put her plan into action. Going over to the drink table she poured Harry and herself a cup of punch as she also cast a weakening spell on the table leg. Shuffling back to Harry they sipped their drinks as they slowly made their way to the door.

By the time they finished their drinks the table holding up the punch, butterbeer and all the other drinks came crashing down. It made everyone in the room jump and for the professors to run over to try and fix the mess.

It was at that moment Harry and Elizabeth slipped out completely unnoticed as if they were ghosts. It was then Elizabeth's turn to lead Harry to the third floor where there happened to be an abandoned classroom with a private room attached.

Opening the locking charms was a little tricky because the classroom was abandoned for a reason and locked with more advanced spells. Rumor had it this was the Alchemy classroom back when that was a class they taught at Hogwarts. Legend had it a student had tried to transmute his own body which ended up costing his own life. So since then, the classroom hadn't been used until Elizabeth found it was the perfect place to bring boys back for a shag.

Harry walked into the room not knowing what to expect having never even heard of this room before. Once inside the room, there was just a giant blood-like circle with a scorch mark in the middle. "What happened here?" This was a very concerning sight that took a little fun out of the room.

Elizabeth waved it off, "A student did something stupid that killed him." Elizabeth didn't want to waste any more time so she pulled Harry up the steps to the attached room meant to be a professor's quarters. "Ah, here it is just how I left it."

Harry was staring at a king-sized bed with Hufflepuff-colored sheets. "Little dusty." He nearly coughed with a thick layer of dust gathered on everything.

Elizabeth just smirked and waved her wand around the room until it was as clean as could be. "Happy now princess." She thought as a bloke he wouldn't care about a little dust and just shag her in the filth.

Harry just took the barb in stride. "So how do you want to do this?" Harry was still a touch nervous despite them already having sex once before. He was still new to this and just wanted to be the best he could be.

Elizabeth took Harry's face into her hands, "I will be showing you everything we didn't get to last time and I even brought a potion just for you so that cock can stay hard the whole time." Reaching into her small clutch bag that held her wand and two potions she pulled out the blue one. "Here, drink this and strip down."

Popping the cork Harry listened to Elizabeth and drank the potion that didn't have a terrible taste like many other potions. Most of the other potions he has had over the years tasted like moldy socks, but this one tasted of water and some fruit. As the potion hit his stomach he felt it go straight to his cock. Quickly getting his tight trousers off his large cock sprang up and it had never been harder.

Madam Rosmerta waited until his attention was back on her with his cock pointed straight at her. Ever so slowly she unzipped her dress letting it fall to the ground revealing she wasn't wearing a bra but was wearing a set of red lacy knickers. Not wanting to undress further Elizabeth leaned back on the large bed spreading her legs. "I want you to take them off yourself. Then I want that tongue to lick my pussy. It has been wet all night for you. Once you make me cum I promise to return the favor."

Harry didn't need to be told anything more as he nearly ran forward and his hands were pulling at her hips trying to get them off but he was so nervous his hands were shaking. Finally, he got a hold of them and pulled them down to reveal her perfect slit. It was just what he wanted, pushing her legs apart and his face then launched forward putting his lips to her lower lips.

Elizabeth moaned and fisted the sheets as his wet lips touched her very sensitive clit. The one thing about her younger body was how sensitive it was. It was one of the reasons she was so easy because even a bad lover could make her cum at least once. All while the better lovers could make her cum up to five times as much. "That's it. Wrap those lips around my clit and suck."

Harry was able to do as she asked and sucked her as if it was a straw while also flicking his tongue against the bud of skin in his lips. That was when he felt Elizabeth's hands go to his head and tried to push him deeper. Accepting her rough treatment of his hair he kept sucking while also adding a few fingers inside of her.

Elizabeth let out a scream of Harry's name as he quickly added fingers to the process which put her right on the edge. "Harry! If you keep doing that I'm gonna cum!"

Harry knew that was the goal so his fingers moved faster in her as if they were a cock. His two longest fingers went in and out, even curling upwards when he heard the sweet sound she made. Then an idea hit Harry as he remembered something said by another boy in the dorm about girls and vibration charms. Letting her clit go from his lips he adjusted himself until his tongue was flat against her clit. Then with his Parseltongue he just started talking about how beautiful Elizabeth was and what he was going to do to her which included making her return the favor when this was over. He wanted her in between his legs, making him moan very soon.

Elizabeth cried out even louder as she felt his wet tongue vibrate right on her sensitive clit as a wand would. That was the final straw along with his two fingers pressing up into her G-spot. "CUMMING!"

Harry felt the woman gush a heap of arousal and juices all over his hand and tongue. He even noticed her back was no longer bowed as she relaxed from that giant climax. He was sure that was even better than in the bar. Once his mouth was done giving her one last lick to savor her tangy juicy flavor he looked up at the bartender. "Was that good for the first time?"

Elizabeth was panting as she tried to regain her bearings. Luckily he didn't just slam that cock inside of her or else she would be in a lot of trouble. She needed a little break before the real sex was to begin. "That was probably the best oral sex I have ever had. That thing with the tongue was genius. So much better than a wand and your fingers knew exactly where to go. I almost think you are lying to me saying I'm your first."

Harry smiled crawling back up her body, "No I just listened to the sounds you were making. You made it obvious what you liked." He said it with a smile, a very cocky smile. Now he was just pressing his hard cock into her belly giving her a hint of what he wanted next.

Elizabeth felt his hard cock which was easily the biggest she had been with. Not wanting to get to the main event yet Elizabeth pushed her famous girls together. "Come up here and slap that thing between these. Then fuck my tits." Even as a teenager she had nice hefty D cups which made titwanks one of her specialties. It was something she often traded in exchange for homework, finding it easier than constant blowjobs.

Harry was more than happy with that arrangement. Climbing on top of his date he did as she asked, slapping his cock between her hefty mounds. He had to admit they looked even better now than they did in the bar. While her tits had no sag as an adult as a teenager her nipples were a little more pink and pale.

With the cock between her fun bags Elizabeth sandwiched them tight as she felt Harry start to move back and forth a little. He didn't go full speed right away but she could feel he wanted to. His cock was twitching so hard and pumping with so much blood and cum. Then there was the fact he was so big on every thrust that the tip was even coming out of her cleavage. Looking down the tip of his cock was pouring precum sticking her tongue out and leaning up she gave him a target for every thrust.

Harry was fucking Madam Rosmerta's famous tits and while it wasn't real sex it felt better than his hand ever could. Then seeing her lick the tip on every thrust nearly made him blow. The look in her eyes was one of pure joy as if there was nowhere else she would have rather been than under him surrendering her body to him. "I can't last too much longer." He warned.

Elizabeth just smiled and let go of her tits to reach around Harry and pull him up to bury his cock into her mouth. Now he was hovering above her with a good six inches digging into her throat. The move clearly caught him off guard so to help him she pushed his hips up and down giving him the hint.

Harry then realized Elizabeth wanted him to properly fuck her face so with small thrusts he kept pulling and pushing his cock into her tight mouth. She was even sucking so hard it would only be seconds before he lost it. "It's so good. Shit, I love your mouth Elizabeth." Gaining some more speed he heard some wet gagging as he was almost there. "I'm cumming!" Thrusting in and out of her warm wet mouth was a pleasure Harry planned to savor.

Elizabeth felt it as his cock started to spew molten cum right into the back of her throat and at this angle, it was hard to swallow making her make the most vulgar choking sounds. Pushing Harry back until just the tip was in her mouth she was finally able to swallow his big pent-up load. This was the result of not wanking for a few days and the whole night of teasing. His load was big and she savored his taste feeling like she was lucky to get all that spunk out of him.

Harry felt his climax come to an end and when he was sure she sucked it all out he pulled away and just rolled over on the bed. "That was amazing." He was floating on a cloud after that amazing titwank and blowjob. The power he felt as he thrusted in her mouth made his climax feel even bigger.

Elizabeth swallowed everything in her mouth before wiping her chin which was dripping in her saliva. "Yes it was but we aren't close to being done yet." Turning to her side and looking at Harry she saw his cock was still rock hard and his body looked even better. Running her hand along his torso she felt all of his sweaty muscles. "How about this time I ride you and after that, I have a special treat for you."

Harry just breathlessly nodded as his cock was still screaming yes while his body needed a little rest if she wanted him to do all the work. Instead, he watched the beautiful woman turned teenager mount him with her swaying breasts catching his eye. They really were just the perfect size. Unable to help himself he reached up to grab a hold of them to just feel them again.

Elizabeth giggled as Harry's hands groped her chest with her tits being the star of the show. Still, that didn't stop her from descending and taking his hard cock into her teenage cunt for the first time. 'I know as an adult my pussy is still tight but back in those days I was so tight I could finish a boy off in no time.'

Harry couldn't help himself from bucking up and trying to get more of him in Elizabeth's sweet cunt. It was so tight it made Harry drop what he was doing as his hands went right for her hips. "Ah, that feels so good." Harry moaned. He had never felt such a tight, wet grip around him before.

Elizabeth could tell he meant that because his cock was twitching and his hips were moving on their own. "Now you know why I was the most popular girl in school during my time here." She meant it as a joke but she saw it light a fire in Harry's eyes as he thrusted up only this time harder. The move made her grunt as he easily hit the end of her pussy knocking that big cock head right against her cervix. "Whoa hold on there Harry." She felt his sweet demeanor change as his fingers dug into her hips a bit harder.

Harry didn't like the jealousy he felt as she mentioned all the other boys she slept with. Holding her hips steady in the air Harry started to thrust up with everything he had taken control of despite being on the bottom. The room was now just filled with her moans and the sound of his balls slapping against her ass. Harry pushed his tired body into a state of pure primal aggression. He wanted to fuck all of those other partners out of her head. He wanted his cock to be the only one she would ever think about again. With his butt coming off the bed and thrusting into his date he saw the change in her face as she realized she was the one in for a ride. Her eyes even slightly crossed the few first dozen fast thrusts.

Elizabeth wasn't expecting Harry to hold her in the air and then thrust up as if he was trying to kill her with his cock. She swore she could feel every thrust hit her stomach as she was just along for the ride. Seeing the look in his eyes she could tell part of it was jealousy and now he was trying to prove something to her. 'I can't complain about it either because it feels so damn good. Fuck I know I love a big cock but the way his is pounding my cunt I know I will be walking funny tomorrow.' The last big cock she had was close to five years ago and it was just an eight, Harry had that one beat in every metric. Just the way his girth stretched her set her off on a pleasure spiral followed by the tip going so deep it was hitting the end of the road so to speak.

This didn't even cover her climax which was quickly approaching as he touched every magical spot inside of her pussy faster and harder than any man before him. "You are a beast, Harry." She moaned letting him know he was doing a good job. She even threw her head back surrendering her whole body to him as he treated her as his personal sex toy. Moaning louder and louder she felt his thrusts get more erratic as he was getting close to the end himself. "I'm so close, Harry. Just keep fucking this naughty pussy. Make it yours then claim my womb with all of that sticky cum."

Harry listened and was ready to do just that. "Here it comes Elizabeth." He could feel the cum right at the tip of his cock holding back until she came first. Despite his inexperience, he could feel her tighten up as her scream increased in volume. That was the moment Harry let everything out and slammed her back down on him so he wasn't arching his back up to fuck the bartender. Now they were both on the bed relaxing feeling their climaxes mix together.

Elizabeth felt his flood of spunk fill her young womb and it was wonderful. Harry was a strong healthy boy as his spunk shot into her with such force it gave her a tiny additional climax as she collapsed on Harry. "That was amazing." She meant it. Even though she had to plant her feet and kind of crouch as Harry fucked up into her the sharp angle and force of his thrusts were second to none. Even with his cock still filling every inch of her pussy she almost never wanted it to end. "Give me a minute and I have one more big surprise for you."

Harry was panting hard after doing so much of the work during that last shag. He was sweaty and so was Elizabeth as their bodies mashed together. The best part was feeling her tits against his chest as his hands just rubbed her back lovingly. "It was amazing, wasn't it? Sorry if I was too rough. I don't know what came over me." As Harry talked his hands slid down her back to rest on her big round bum. Cupping her cheeks and squeezing them as if they were a set of tits.

Elizabeth smiled as his hands crept closer to his gift. Harry saw her smile and squeezed harder making Elizabeth moan like a wanton whore. "You were perfect Harry. That might have been a little too rough for me in my old age but in this body, I can handle a rough fuck. But I know why you did it. You wanted me to only be thinking about you." Rubbing Harry's face she saw some of his insecurities. "I know you might be a little jealous of my history but I promise you no one comes close to what you just did to me. You are bigger than anyone I have ever been with and you shag me as you mean it." She could still feel his cock hard as a rock inside of her pulsing waiting for more.

Harry listened to her compliments and started grinding up into her. "You really love this cock?" He wanted her to say it again.

Elizabeth wanted to roll her eyes at his adorable virgin cuteness. "Oh yes, I love your cock. I love it so much I'm going to treat it to something only a few boys have ever had." Leaning down and putting her mouth near his ear she let her husky voice tickle his ear, "My arse."

Harry let those words go straight to his cock as his whole body shuddered. "Really?" He didn't even know that was an option but here she was offering it to him. "I didn't know that was something girls did."

Elizabeth laughed, "Some girls do. It takes practice but if girls are patient they can train their assholes to take cock and turn it into a perfect little fuck hole. In my older age, I don't do it that often but tonight I want you to stretch my young arse out with that big cock of yours." Pulling herself off of Harry and his half-giant cock with a groan she felt the emptiness once his cock left her. She also felt a river of spunk drip out of her onto the bed.

Harry didn't know what she was doing until she got on all fours and gave him a look of urgency. That is what made Harry move and jump up. The primal part of his brain made his move behind Elizabeth with his cock pointed right at her bum. "What now?" He was so out of his depth. No boy in his dorm ever talked about this so he didn't have any references.

Elizabeth spread her fat cheeks and showed Harry the silver plug that had been inside her all night. Before she left for Hogwarts she prepped her bum with all the cleaning and lube possible before sealing it with a silver butt plug. "Slowly pull it out and then slowly start to push your cock in. Remember slowly because you are big and can hurt a girl if you aren't careful." There was an art to anal sex and she hoped Harry could pick it up quickly.

Harry nodded which she couldn't see but he was just speechless. Seeing her pale white cheeks and a silver plug wedged in the middle was making his hard cock even harder. It was like a gift wrapped up for him on Christmas. Reaching forward he got three fingers under the edge of the plug as he slowly pulled it out. It was weirdly shaped and he didn't know how she could dance with this inside of her. "This has been inside of you all night?"

Elizabeth moaned, feeling Harry pull out the plug as her asshole gaped ready for his cock. "Oh yes. It made dancing a little more fun but it made sitting a chore. Now just stick your cock in. I have been waiting for it all night." With that little push, she felt the tip of his mighty wand press against her second favorite hole. Putting her head on the bed she angled her hips up hoping he would get the hint and drive down into her during this buggering.

Harry saw her shift which made him sit up straight on his knees and start to push in. Almost immediately he felt the difference in the two wonderful holes. Elizabeth's asshole was much tighter in addition to being hotter around him. He wasn't even halfway in yet and he already wanted to start shagging as hard as he did the last time. "It's so good. Fuck it's so tight."

Elizabeth smiled as wide as she ever had before feeling his boyish excitement. She felt his hands on her waist tighten, no doubt going to leave marks tomorrow. He was even going slowly but she could feel he would just slam it all in if given the chance. "You can move a little faster but once you have it all in my arse, stay there for a moment so I can get used to you."

Harry listened and pushed deeper and deeper a little faster until his hips were resting against her bubbled backside. "It's all in." Once he was all the way in he could feel her ass twisting around his cock almost as if she had a hand inside of her gripping him in a death grip. Now panting Harry was just waiting to move again because he planned to claim this ass as his. Every time she sat down she would remember him taking her ass.

Elizabeth was jittery feeling him outrageously stretching her asshole to its limit. His girth was massive but his length was also reaching so deep she was going to feel it in the coming days when she really let him go at it. "So big Harry. I can feel every inch and every vein in your cock. I'm so glad I prepped my arse for you. I don't think I could forgive myself if I didn't let you take it. Now pull back until just the tip is in before thrusting back in but do so at a medium pace."

Listening to his date he did just that pulling back as her ass tried to suck him back in. Looking down he could see how her tight little hole didn't want to let him go. Once he had just the tip in he thrust back in at a medium pace which set Elizabeth off with a scream. "Did I do something wrong?" He asked in a panic.

Elizabeth screamed because that one thrust was at the perfect angle and speed to hit a secret anal G-spot she didn't even know she had. That one thrust was enough to make her have a tiny climax as her body remembered how good anal felt. "It's perfect. You are perfect. Do it again but this time don't stop. Just fuck me like that until I give you the signal you can stop holding back."

Harry didn't give her a verbal confirmation; he heard that instead he just did as she asked by pulling back his hips and pushing forward at a medium pace. One thrust quickly turned into a dozen then another dozen. In a matter of minutes, he felt Elizabeth cry out, "I'm cumming! Fuck my arse is cumming!"

Harry didn't expect to make her cum so early but kept buggering her never stopping because his cock wanted to cum as well. His cock was screaming at him to cum but he was holding back so he could fully enjoy this amazing arse all to himself for as long as possible.

Elizabeth fisted the sheets as her bum never stopped cumming as Harry didn't even let on like he heard her. There was also the embarrassing fact her pussy had gushed so much that she was sure her juices were dripping onto the bed. 'Oh, I missed this. I forgot how good a good arse fucking felt and how it felt with a big cock. I swear even when I'm back in my older body I would let him have my more tender ass.' Feeling her body never recover she knew that even after this climax ebbed away she was going to be pushed right into another one. 'I feel like a nymphomaniac the way he is fucking me and I never want him to stop. I am willing to surrender everything to him including my arse whenever he wants it. I swear at this point he can bend me over my bar during the next Hogsmeade. Shag me in front of the whole bar and claim me as his personal cock slut.'

Harry felt a difference in this buggering as Elizabeth started to throw her hips back and moan louder. This is what he took as the signal. Speeding up his hips were now a blur as he started to bugger her as fast as a Firebolt.

Elizabeth moaned and nearly had tears of joy in her eyes feeling Harry give her bum everything he had. "I'M CUMMING!" She couldn't hold back and his cock was just too strong. She just came all over again getting two climaxes before Harry even had one. She almost felt selfish but she knew he had to be gritting his teeth waiting for the perfect moment to cum. "Please cum Harry. I need you to cum in my arse. Please cum." She begged for it and didn't have to wait long before she felt a warm splash of his cum rapidly filling her bum with one of his big young loads.

Harry made a strangled gasp as he finally let go. His balls were just about to explode anyway with nothing but his willpower holding him back. Then he heard her beg and he couldn't hold back any longer. His cock just shot off everything he had built up during this amazing ride. Her ass was in one word perfect and he could spend an eternity shagging it. Much like her pussy they were so warm and comforting he felt like they were his safe place. There wasn't a weight on his shoulders when he was in bed with Elizabeth. This has been the only time he has been free to be who he is.

While Harry was having this moment of self-reflection Elizabeth had her eyes in the back of her head after those two climaxes and injection of piping hot spunk. They were rolled back as each rope sent her deeper into a pleasure hole she didn't know if she could dig herself out of. She expected Harry to be good in bed but he was better than good. He was perfect. He was going to make some woman very happy someday and it was a shame she couldn't be that person. She would gladly just bend over every time his cock got hard because he was a beast in bed. So far he didn't fail to make her cum and it was addicting. Now she was remembering why she was so slutty in school and it was because her body needed to cum often. Thankfully it had somewhat died down a little in adulthood.

With the final thrust, Harry felt Elizabeth's balance and strength go so he pushed her forward until they were both lying flat on the bed with his cock still buried so deep inside of her that she saw stars. Just panting the two "teenagers" needed a little rest after that amazing fuck. Harry had cum more times tonight than he ever had before. Elizabeth had cum more tonight than in the last ten years and that was only because she had two guys in bed with her. Still, Harry was able to take her top spot as the perfect bed partner. "Harry, I know you don't want to but I need you to pull out and get off of me."

Harry didn't want to but did pull out of her before rolling to the side. It didn't help that his cock was still rock hard. Whatever was in that potion was definitely working because it felt as if he could go all night.

Elizabeth was just laying on her stomach trying to get her heavy breathing under control as she felt her asshole gape after being messily creampied. He did put all of his love into that climax and she could feel it as it oozed out of her two abused holes. Both her pussy and asshole were just claimed as his. Looking over she saw Harry looking back at her like a little love drunk idiot all with his cock still hard and straight. "Stop looking at me like that."

Harry smiled as he inches closer to give her a sweet kiss on the lips. A kiss they both moaned into as they poured feeling into it. When it finally broke Harry just smirked, "Looking at you like what."

Elizabeth was floating on a cloud of hormones and waves of previous climaxes. "You are looking at me like I'm your wife and this is our wedding night." She was touched by the love she saw in his eyes but he had to remember this was just for tonight. She was also in a teenage body which would return to normal tomorrow.

Harry ran his fingers down her side as he inches closer craving skin contact. "What is wrong with that? I could die in this tournament but for tonight you can be my Mrs. Potter. Let me enjoy tonight and don't remind me it will all end tomorrow." He ended his speech with another kiss where he felt her deepen it with her tongue entering his mouth.

Elizabeth hated he was such a charmer because that was the sweetest thing she had ever heard. Not caring about her own tingling or weakening body she wanted to give him a night to remember. Breaking the kiss she said, "Well then I have a responsibility to make tonight the best night of your life." She thought they were well past that but she wanted to break out all of her old tricks.

Harry already thought tonight was perfect but then watched Elizabeth contort herself until her feet were locked behind her head and her cum dripping holes were presented to him on a platter. "Wow, I didn't know girls could do that." Harry was also looking at her big breasts which looked even bigger in this position.

Elizabeth felt so superior at the moment because a girl had to be very flexible and willing to put up with a little pain to pull off this position. "Some girls can but I practiced this move for boys like you Harry now come on and fuck me." She didn't specify which hole she wanted but she didn't have to.

Her eyes said it all as Harry scrambled over to her and leaned over her to stick his cock into her pussy. "Did I guess correctly?" From the roll of her eyes into the back of her head he assumed that's what she wanted.

Elizabeth just nodded as Harry was already thrusting in and out just as he did to her bum a few minutes ago. "Aawww it's so big. You are so deep inside me." Elizabeth felt a difference in this position as it felt like he was going even deeper than before. Moving back and forth she saw his eyes fixate on her breasts as he just pounded her harder and harder. 'That big cock turns me into such a submissive bitch. He knows exactly the right speed and pressure to make me lose it.' Elizabeth was only a minute or two away from a climax and there seemed to be no end in sight. With that potion she made him take they could go at it for another couple of hours but she would probably need Madam Pomfrey's help to be able to stand on her own.

Harry was locked into the looks of pleasure on Elizabeth's face which also happened to be Madam Rosmerta, his new favorite person in the world. There are no thanks big enough for the night she had given him. A few days ago he was a virgin and now he was a shagging beast who couldn't be stopped. He just wanted to keep tonight going for as long as possible.

Minutes went by and eventually, Elizabeth came with another scream followed by Harry dumping another load of fresh spunk right into her womb. The warm and fuzzy feeling from all this molten spunk inside her made her smile a wide smile as she just told Harry to do it all over again.

The night went on and on with Harry and Elizabeth switching positions and holes until her body gave out. Her pussy and asshole had finally reached their limits after about the seventh time in each. Her bum took most of the abuse as she encouraged him to spank her naughty ass on the last buggering. She would live to regret it in the morning but tonight had been the best night of her life as well.

For the last of Harry's climaxes, he knew he only had one shot left and Elizabeth took that as a challenge so she brought his cock into her mouth for the final time. Tasting her juices all over him she gave him the best blowjob possible even going so far as to deepthroat the entire length. She pushed herself all night but the final cumshot deep down her throat with Harry holding her head down was one of the best ones of the night. It filled her with pride and even as she had to gasp and gulp down air when she came up. Still that didn't stop her from making sure she didn't spill a drop of cum ensuring he drained it all down her throat.

Harry felt bad for holding her head down on his cock but the look she gave him when she caught her breath was one of pride. "Sorry if I was too rough." He didn't mean to but he couldn't control how good her throat felt around him and he needed to cum with her throat wrapped around him.

Elizabeth curled up in Harry's arms with the two of them so sweaty it was as if they stepped out of the shower. "Don't repeat that with other girls but I will let you go with a warning. Mostly because I really enjoyed it as well. That's the biggest cock I have ever taken that deep in my mouth so congratulations. Plus you losing control makes me feel amazing knowing you can't resist me." It was at that moment she looked down to see his cock was finally going soft. "Well, would you look at that, just in time. How many times did I make you cum tonight?"

Harry's head was spinning and his exhaustion was starting to take a hold of him. "I don't know. I lost count after the first five or so." As he talked he brought Elizabeth closer to his chest and cuddled deeper into her big chest.

Elizabeth giggled because she had lost count as well, "I forgot how many times I came as well. I just know you made me cum more than anyone else I have ever been with. I mean it, Harry you are the best I have ever had. The way you shaped my pussy and naughty arse to be your perfect little cock holes is something I will never forget. You conditioned them perfectly so by the end my arse was just yours for the taking. That last buggering was so hard and rough but so worth it. I don't think I have ever been happier." She didn't have to say it but she wanted him to hear it and boost his confidence. When he came into her bar she knew right away he had a confidence problem.

Harry heard her but his eyes were getting heavy, "I love you." He mumbled almost hoping she didn't hear him. All of her words meant everything to him and if his cock wasn't completely and utterly tired he wished it would get hard for one more go. All this talk about her holes made him want to dive in all over again. Her juicy pussy alone was so wet and perfect around him not to mention her tight ass that he fucked like he owned. She even had his hand marks to prove he owned it tonight.

Elizabeth did hear him but just embraced him harder, fighting herself not to say it back. Instead, she let those be the last words spoken as they both fell into a deep well-needed sleep. She didn't even know what time it was but she knew it was really late. They probably left the dance at ten or so and they spent hours upon hours shagging like rabbits. 'And I have to get up early to sneak out. I just hope my legs will work by tomorrow morning. I don't think I could walk downstairs without falling at the moment.'

Next Morning

Elizabeth was once again Madam Rosmerta with the potion wearing off sometimes while they were sleeping. With Harry still heavily sleeping on her she had to detangle herself from him delicately so she didn't wake him. She could feel his morning wood against her leg meaning if he woke up then she would have to have one last roll in the sheets. Being ever so silent and sneaky after years of sneaking out ignoring curfews during her school years she was able to clean herself into a presentable state before putting on the same dress from last night. Of course, after taking her last dose of de-aging potion so she could fit back into her dress. With the dose being just big enough so she could make it back to the bar.

She didn't even bother putting on her ruined knickers instead she set them on her pillow for Harry as a little trophy. He deserved them after last night. They were still heavy with her scent that he could use whenever he needed a reminder of tonight.

Stealthily opening the door and closing it was tricky due to the old creaky wood but she cast a privacy spell around Harry so he couldn't hear it. Once she was out of the room she realized her legs were still a little uneasy after last night. In fact, her bum was still stinging from his spanking and the many buggerings she took. Still, she wouldn't take it back for anything. She even had a permanent smile as she walked down to the main floor to try and sneak out before all the other brats woke up. 'They probably all had fun nights as well so I hope they will just sleep in long enough for me to leave.'

Madam Rosmerta was almost out of the front door home free when she heard the last voice she wanted to hear. "What the bloody hell are you still doing here?" The voice belonged to the stern and uptight Minerva McGonagall who was judging her like mad at the moment.

Elizabeth turned around to see the older woman giving her a look that was filled with anger and disappointment. "Oh come on Minerva it was just a little fun. Calm down. I doubt we are the only students who had a little fun last night." There was no use denying they had sex because her legs were all wobbly. In fact, she was regretting wearing high heels because she felt like a newborn foal all uneasy on her feet.

McGonagall wanted to strangle this old woman masquerading in a young woman's body. "You are an adult and he is young enough to be your son. Of all of the irresponsible things you have done this is at the top of the list." Her disapproval was at an all-time high. Never in all of her years did she expect a woman of Madam Rosmerta's age to infiltrate her school as a date for a fourth-year boy. It was shameful in the least and almost worthy of a call to the Aurors. But there was a bad precedent for these kinds of relationships due to arranged or political marriages with the same kind of age gaps. Still, this situation was making her fume with anger.

Elizabeth stepped closer and not back in fear as the woman raised her voice. "He isn't my son and by the rules of the tournament he is considered an adult." That was a fun little loophole she found out about while she did a little research into Harry as his possible date. "He asked me to go to the ball with him and do you know why?" She let that rhetorical question hang in the air for a moment. "It's because the whole school thinks he's a liar and a cheat. He came into my bar broken-hearted because every girl rejected him. I wasn't going to let him show up here without a date to be made a laughing stock." She had noble intentions but even she would admit she got carried away in the more intimate aspects. But even if she had reservations as if she was taking advantage as the older, more experienced woman who should have known better. However, his body let her know he didn't care. He was always hard and ready for her even in her older body.

Minerva McGonagall recoiled as if she had been hit not knowing the full story of how she came to be Harry's date. "Yes I remember your reasoning but that still that doesn't mean you should have slept with him. Don't even try to lie to me I know that wobble in your step from a mile away." Looking at the older woman up and down even in her younger shell Minerva could see she had a night of sex and a lot of it given the large wobble in her legs. It looked as if it was a miracle the girl was standing at all. "I should know because I caught you on more than one occasion in broom closets."

Madam Rosmerta didn't bother to deny it, "Oh don't be a prude Minerva. If you saw what was in his trousers you wouldn't have said no either. You should count yourself lucky we aren't in the Hospital Wing after the night we had." It was meant to be a joke but the look of horror on the older woman's face made her laugh out loud. "Sorry for too much information there. Let's just forget this ever happened and go our separate ways."

Minerva wished she could put the girl in detention for the rest of the year but she had no choice but to let the woman go. "I better not see you on Hogwarts property and you better not tangle with Mr. Potter again."

Madam Rosmerta just smiled, "That is up to him Minerva. If it doesn't happen on Hogwarts property you have no say and I'm not going to turn him down. If you got any recently you would understand." She loved these little barbs she could hit her old professor with. "If you want I can describe his cock to you then maybe you would understand why I will never say no if he wants a roll in the sheets."

Minerva threw up her hands in defeat and disgust, "Just leave. Leave and don't come back. Count yourself lucky I don't ban students from your bar on Hogsmeade weekends." Minerva was heavily considering it because something like this has never happened before and she didn't want it to happen again.

Elizabeth smiled feeling nostalgic at all of the other times in the past when the two of them had their little spats about her inappropriate behavior. It didn't make her feel any shame but did make her feel as young as she now looked under the guise of the potion. "Just don't take it out on Harry. He is a good kid who is going through a lot and is about to snap under the pressure. At least my night with him took some of that pressure off so when he wins this whole thing just remember who made it all possible." With that Madam, Rosmerta turned to walk down the steps gingerly as her legs felt like they could give out at any moment. Now she just had to make it to the carriages then back to the bar where she could sleep it all off in her own bed. 'Sorry customers but mama might need a day off.' Her mind then of course went to Harry and giggled at the situation he put her in. He shagged the legs out from under her.

Minerva let Madam Rosmerta walk away without another word but she did plan to honor her wish to not give Mr. Potter, too hard of a time about it. If what she said is true if he showed up without a date it would have crushed him and sent him spiraling into a depression. Talking to no one she just said, "In the future, I will have to be clearer about the dating rules for the balls. Maybe even put in a rule that if you don't have a date you have to at least have one dance with another person who doesn't have a date." She knew girls went alone to the dance as did boys but that wasn't an option for a champion. If Harry did ask every girl and they said no that couldn't stand. 'They did look cute last night. I think Skeeter was even there to take a few photos of the opening dance.'

With nothing else to be said Minerva walked back into the school to the Great Hall for breakfast as she waited for the students to eventually roll out of bed. They had caught a decent amount of couples trying to sneak around for more than a kiss but they couldn't catch everyone. It also didn't help that the French and German students brought their dates back to their dorms where their Headmasters had a very lax policy on fraternization.

Time Skip

Harry eventually opened his eyes and he wished he didn't. The bright light from the sun filled the room and despite not drinking last night he felt what some would call a hangover. His whole body ached as well as it should have given the situation after the dance. He spent hours upon hours of shagging, buggering, groping, fingering, spanking, licking, and all sorts of other sexual things requiring him to use every part of him to please his partner.

Jolting up in bed he whipped his head around to see his date was gone and all that was left was her knickers from last night on the pillow next to him with a note.

Thank you for a perfect fairytale of a night, Harry.
I left you a little gift to remember tonight. Well more like a trophy. You earned them.

Love,
Elizabeth

The note was sweet and something he would cherish forever. It was proof last night wasn't just the most erotic dream of his life. Taking her knickers off the pillow he remembered pulling them off of Elizabeth last night. Bringing them to his nose he could smell the familiar smell of her arousal. He got a nose full last night when his face was buried in her folds lapping it up. "I wish she could have stuck around." Looking down he saw his hard cock was under the covers wanting another go inside of Elizabeth. "Maybe I have time for a quick wank."

Harry's cock felt sore and almost numb but smelling the knickers lit a fire in him. But at the same time, he caught the view of the grandfather clock in the corner of the room. "Bollocks, breakfast is about to start." It was probably for the best before he rubbed the last layer of skin right off his cock.

Jumping out of bed as he usually would was met with him nearly falling to the ground just as fast. In addition to his legs feeling a little weak, his whole torso was killing him no doubt from the never-ending and countless thrusts he put into his date. "Aw, fuck that hurts."

For a minute Harry tried to gather himself before getting dressed after casting every cleaning charm known to wizards on himself. From a breath freshening charm on his mouth to a scrubbing charm on every inch of his body, he needed to be so clean no one could tell what he got up to last night. Although he didn't return to the dorm which might have been a big giveaway. 'Just focus on getting to breakfast first and not look like you just went toe to toe with a dragon for a second time.'

Harry didn't know sex could be so draining and strenuous but he was quickly learning about it the morning after the best night of his life.

Making it to the Great Hall in twice the time it usually took Harry had to take the stairs slowly even using the handrail. His feet were also not faring better but that was because he was in expensive dress shoes that he spent the whole night dancing in.

Upon walking into the Great Hall he saw there was only a small fraction of students filling each house table. Walking or more like shuffling, Harry sat down next to his friends Ron and Hermione. "Hey, you two." Harry tried to act normally given his situation.

Hermione just looked Harry up and down seeing he was doing what the muggles called the walk of shame. He was even still wearing his dress robes from last night. "Harry, tell me you didn't stay out all night with that girl."

Harry felt offended at the judgy tone Hermione was using with him. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Hermione put down her fork and knife just as Harry started to load up his own plate. "It means we are all in our normal clothes because we went back to our dorms after the dance. You look like you never bothered to leave the dance."

That is where Ron decided to chime in, "Harry didn't come back to the dorms last night." Ron had no qualms about snitching out his friend for not coming to bed last night. Ron was even a little jealous because his date went so bad he couldn't even get a kiss.

Hermione's head snapped at Ron who was talking with his mouthful which was always annoying. "You didn't mention that when we first got here. You just said he will be down here when he gets around to it. I thought he was just oversleeping."

Harry sighed as he took this moment to down a big glass of orange juice which was very needed after the night he had. In fact, he had nearly three glasses before he dug into breakfast. "It's not a big deal Hermione. I had a little fun after the dance. I am sure I wasn't the only one."

Hermione was getting red in the face, "That's not the point. This woman comes out of nowhere and ensnares you with her feminine wiles. You just disappeared to go and get a little sex." Hermione had to whisper the last word so no one overheard her talking to her best friend about sex.

Harry swallowed the eggs in his mouth before answering, "First off it wasn't just a little sex. There was a whole lot of it and I had fun which should be the only thing that matters." Harry kept shoveling food into his mouth swearing breakfast had never tasted so good.

Hermione pinched the bridge of her nose frustrated, "Well people are talking about you. They wonder where the girl came from or why you were allowed to bring someone who wasn't a student." The truth was most of the boys were jealous of his dare probably due to the fact her dress was plenty revealing. Then the girls who initially rejected him were upset he went out and got a date so much more attractive than any of them. Hermione knew even Fleur felt that was from the way she was grumbling at the champion's table when Harry was on the dance floor.

Harry shrugged, not even bothering to look around to see if people were looking at him. "People are always talking about me, Hermione. Not a day goes by where my name doesn't come up somewhere so forgive me if I'm not out there rushing to explain myself. It's not like anyone would believe me anyway." Harry still felt a little bitter that no one believed him about not entering his name in the goblet.

With Harry putting an end to that conversation the trio just went back to eating their respective meals until McGonagall walked up to the table. Harry gulped seeing her famously stern face glare at him. "Hello, professor."

McGonagall didn't return the greeting, instead, she just said, "Mr. Potter I trust there won't be another incident like that again. I mean on Hogwarts grounds and in Hogsmeade."

The bit about Hogsmeade made his two friends tilt their heads in confusion not knowing what these two were talking about. Harry understood perfectly but shot back. "On Hogwarts property yes but Hogsmeade is a different story." Harry still had plans to visit the bartender on Hogsmeade and maybe even on a random night sneaking through the underground tunnels.

McGonagall kept her glare at Harry wanting to yell at him like a mother would for dating someone so inappropriate. She could almost feel Lily Potter looking over her shoulder and judging the whole situation and how she let it happen. 'I should have just kicked Madam Rosmerta out the second I recognized it was her. Just like her to corrupt a young boy. She did it plenty when she was a troublesome hormonal student.'

With nothing left to say the Deputy Headmistress turned to leave. She couldn't get into this here and her new plan was to bring him to her office in a few days to talk this out rationally. Clearly, he was still being defensive given the no doubt wonderful night he was given.

Harry and his friends finished breakfast before heading back to their dorm to lounge around in the common room at least after Harry took a shower and changed. Hermione also didn't fail to notice the new almost hurt way Harry was walking. Being the kind friend she was, she offered to walk him to see Madam Pomfrey but he refused saying it would soon pass.

Once back in the dorm Harry showered and got dressed in non-dress robes and not sex-reeking clothes before heading down to the common room with his friends. Hermione was reading and double-checking her homework while Ron was trying to find a partner for chess. Harry just came down with a notebook and a quill to write to Sirius about his wonderful night. While he would hold back some details he wanted to bond with his godfather about this.

His godfather dropped plenty of hints about being a ladies' man while he was in school and even tried to give him some pointers to enjoy his time at Hogwarts. From which broom closets to go to all the way to what kind of girl you wanted to look for. Harry thought he hit the jackpot in that respect and was sure his godfather would agree.

Sitting down next to Hermione he got to writing about the ball and a little about what happened after.

Hogsmeade

Madam Rosmerta made it back to her bar without incident but felt the tiredness and cold creep into her old bones. The small amount of potion wore off nearly the second she got back to the bar, nearly tearing the dress in two before she was able to unzip it.

Going up to her room above the bar she drank a few pain-relieving potions and rubbed some bruise salve into her right ass cheek which still had a Harry-sized handprint on it. Giving it a once over in the mirror it made her smile to see she also had marks on her hips as well. She was surprised there was no marks on her breasts given he sucked, squeezed, bit and fucked them last night. 'Harry sure loved these babies but then again who can blame him.'

After a shower and a new change of clothes, she went to open the bar just in time for the post to get there. She felt refreshed after the shower and potion regiment, enough to try and work. She needed the money and if she didn't move too much she should be able to put some hours behind the bar. She just might close up A little early at the worst depending how she felt when those potions started to wear off.

A few copies of the Daily Prophet always appeared for the patrons of the bar to read while they drank their cares away. "Well, would you look at that." On the front page, there was a picture of all the champions next to their dates on the dance floor. The scene between her and Harry was the one she was interested in and it was a shame how good they looked together. "If only I was thirty years younger we could really be something. Well, at least I can get it framed as a keepsake of last night."

Setting a paper aside for herself, that is when the first regular of the day showed up for his first drink of the day. The man always needed a few drinks before going to work which was a little worrying considering he worked as an Auror.

While she didn't want to open up for the day she had a change of heart after all the pain relief potions hit her just right. Then she was able to open up for a day of work after she was all cleaned up. It was better than laying in bed all day and she had never been in a better mood.

For the rest of the day, Madam Rosmerta was floating on air all cheery and smiley once all of her discomforts were taken care of. A patron even asked, "What has you so happy? Never seen you look that happy about anything."

Madam Rosmerta just smiled and answered honestly, "I just had a really good shag last night." Those words were the absolute truth and it showed.

The rest of the patrons didn't know if it was a joke or not so they just chuckled along with the bartender as the subject passed. Madam Rosmerta then took the moment to whistle to herself as she polished glasses with a dish towel. 'Too bad Hogsmeade isn't for another couple of months. Still I bet we both will be unable to control ourselves once we see each other again.' With a sigh Madam Rosmerta just held onto that amazing night which was going to be her wanking material for the rest of her life at least until she topped it next time Harry showed up. 'I can always drag him to the storeroom for a quick shag. If I do that I will need some help to man the bar while I leave for a quick shag or two. Most likely two because even without a potion his cock has at least two great shags in it. Maybe I should start training my arse again. I know I'm older but even in my old age I'm sure he would still love a go in my arse. I guess a lot of anal stretching is in my future. The things I do for you Harry.'

Harry Potter had no idea what was in store for him next Hogsmeade weekend. He would be leaving this bar with a bit of a buzz and empty bollocks if she had her way.

End

Just a fun little one-shot I hope people enjoy. I got the idea from a fic called forever in a day from professorquill. I always want to give credit where it is due. His story is about Harry asking a bunch of girls to the dance but I was thinking what if everyone rejected him and he went to Madam Rosmerta instead. I know there aren't a lot of stories with her as the pairing but I hope people see she can always be thrown into a harem or a fun smut series. I think she works as the perfect milf type of woman that isn't Narcissa.

I also think people will like who I picked as the model for her teenage form. I think it fits well and both are very attractive and someone a teenage boy would have no problem with. Both would be a very fun time.

Please let me know what you think. I had this fic in the pocket for a while now but just put the finishing touches on it and wanted to wait for enough time to pass so it wasn't like I was stealing the idea out from under professor quill. Please go check out his work after you review mine.

I will be back next week with a chapter for the sex doll story.