Second Chance at the Slug Club

Harry grumbled under his breath. He couldn't turn down the invitation. Doing so would undo whatever groundwork for the plan Dumbledore had. Unfortunately, that meant hanging around Slughorn much, much more than he had ever wanted. There was something about the old man. Oily, that was the word. Like being too close to him meant you'd come away sullied. It wasn't anything overtly evil, just incredibly uncomfortable.

He needed a date. As much as he would have liked, Hermione was not an option. He didn't like her like that, but at least they could keep each other sane. She had already agreed to go with Cormack of all people.

Now, he had no idea who to ask. Ron was taking Lavender. Harry spared a quick look at his friend. The ginger and his girlfriend were snogging. At least, he thought that's what they were doing. He wasn't an expert, but he was pretty sure the tongue was supposed to go in the mouth, not around it.

A movement beside the duo caught his eye. Parvati sat next to her friend. She was doing her best to ignore the two of them. They weren't making it easy. Harry could hear them from across the room, he had no idea how loud it had to be for her.

He could ask Parvati. If she'd give him another chance.

Harry shook out the tension from his shoulders. He headed over to where Ron and Lavender were currently… attached, then stepped to the side.

"Hi, Parvati." Harry said, he tried to hide the wince from the sound of the nearby smacking lips.

"Hi, Harry." The girl replied happily. "Did you want to talk about something?"

"Yeah, I-" He barely got the words out before she grabbed his hand.

Parvati pulled him away from the writhing mass that was Ron and Lavender. She dragged him out into the hallway. Once clear, Parvati let go of his hand.

"Thank you." Parvati squeezed his shoulder as she spoke. "I've just about had my fill of them." She paused. "No offense to your friend. They're happy together. Just tired of them slobbering all over each other."

"I understand." Harry chuckled. "I was hoping I could talk to you about something."

"Oh?" She straightened up. "What is that?"

"Well…" Harry tried to think of the words. "There is this gathering. Professor Slughorn has invited a few people. I'm one of them. There's probably going to be food and music. I don't know if it is actually for dancing, or just to set the mood."

"Are you asking me on a date?" Parvati interrupted.

"Yes." Harry said, trying to give her a confident smile.

She stared at him.

"I know I was horrible at the Yule Ball." Harry continued. "I'm really sorry for that. Could you give me another shot? It's semi-formal. I was going to wear a suit instead of dress-robes."

Parvati crossed her arms. "You won't spend the entire night brooding and ignoring me?"

"No." Harry shook his head.

"You will actually dance with me?" Parvati asked.

"Yes." Harry replied. "I've learned enough to save your toes as well."

"I'll still spell by shoes." Parvati laughed.

"Is that a, yes?" Harry asked.

She sighed. "Yes."

"Thank you." Harry smiled at her. "I won't let you down."

"Better not." Parvati said in a serious tone. "This is your last chance."

Harry smiled at her. She returned one in kind. Parvati sent him a wink before she returned to the common room. Harry blushed as it elicited a slight flutter in his chest.

~§~ TIME SKIP ~§~

Harry stood in the common room waiting for Parvati. Ron was lounging nearby waiting for Lavender. Hermione had already left with her date. She tried to prance around Ron a bit to get him jealous, but he was a bit too dense at the moment to realize. Unlike last year, he had a date that he was interested in.

Ron was dressed in a muggle style tux that looked like it belonged to a 1970's formal. It was a muted blue and looked like it was fuzzy to the touch. Harry had no idea where his friend had found it. Ron was incredibly proud of the tux though, saying that he would never wear dress robes again. Only the muggle-born seemed to find it odd.

Wizards were weird.

The sound of a door closing brought his attention to the stairs. Lavender came first, dressed in a swirly dress of shades of blue. The fabric draped along her wonderfully, enhancing her curves in ways her attempts to alter her school uniform never could. She looked rather well put together, her hair was intricately braided to lift it and display her slender neck. Lavender cleaned up nicely. Harry wondered briefly how she would look in muggle clothes, or not wearing anything at all.

He shook his head. Not only did he have a date, but she was also with Ron.

All thought of Lavender disappeared when Parvati stepped into view. She wore a red sari with gold details. A tantalizing flash of her mid-drift was exposed as she moved. His mouth went dry. He wanted to reach back to the Yule Ball and slap himself upside the head.

Parvati came to a stop in front of him. She gave him a sly smile.

"How do I look?" She asked.

"Wow." Harry managed to get out.

"You're not so bad yourself." Parvati giggled. She offered her arm to him. "Shall we?"

"Please." Harry replied as he took her arm.

Harry didn't hear Lavender's running chatter, or Ron's odd comments. Luckily, they couldn't slobber over each other while walking. His eyes were on Parvati, who was giving him plenty of attention as well. He was pretty sure they took a couple of wrong turns along the way. Eventually they found the gathering. Parvati stayed with him as Slughorn dragged him around. While there were a couple of people that Harry would have been interested in speaking with, it was mostly the old man showing him off.

Parvati was a lifesaver. She knew how to schmooze like a pro. Somehow she managed to steer them through conversations quickly without coming off as rude or dismissive. There was a small dance floor, which she smoothly angled them toward.

"You are really good at this." Harry slipped his arms around her waist as he spoke.

"My father does business on an international level." Parvati explained.

She placed her hands on his shoulders. It was a bit more intimate than the opening dance last year, but the distance was still respectful.

"Padma and I have been coming to gathering like these for years." She sighed.

"What type of business does your father do?" Harry asked.

"Is that what you want to talk about?" Parvati gave him a wry smile.

"No." Harry squeaked.

She laughed, locking her hands, and pulling him closer.

"What is on your mind then?" Parvati asked.

"Why are you giving me a second chance?" Harry asked.

"I was upset." Parvati said with a small nod. "I was really upset. But I'm not an idiot. Last year wasn't easy for you. I had time to think over the summer."

"Thank you." Harry gave her a small smile. "I appreciate that."

"You are a much better dancer." Parvati snuggled in closer to him.

Harry chuckled. "Thank you."

They danced for a while in comfortable silence. Every so often they would shift closer. It wasn't long before her head was resting on his chest.

"Is that your wand?" Parvati asked looking up at him.

"No." Harry replied. "It's in a holster on my arm."

"You are so cute." Parvati said.

She shifted her hips subtly, brushing her thigh against his crotch. Harry was suddenly very aware he was hard and probably had been there for a while.

"I am so sorry, Parvati." Harry mumbled quickly.

"Harry." She placed a hand on his cheek. "I'm not mad."

Harry blushed.

"Do you want to go somewhere private?" She asked. "I know a spot."

"Yes." Harry replied quickly.

Parvati smiled at him. They made it to the door before Hermione appeared.

"Harry!" She whispered just loud enough for them to hear.

Parvati sighed and let him turn to his friend.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"I have been trying to find you." Hermione looked over to Parvati as she spoke. "Oh. Parvati. Sorry, I forgot you had a date."

"That bad?" Parvati asked.

Hermione rolled her eyes. Parvati looked at him.

"We'll cover for you." Parvati offered.

"How?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked at her as well. Parvati's face shifted from calm and collected to outraged.

"You had your chance!" Parvati practically screamed. "He's mine. Just deal with it."

Parvati grabbed Harry by the hand and pulled him roughly out of the room. Hermione stood there, her jaw hanging open as she watched them go. She looked back over to the crowd; everyone was staring at her. Her cheeks burned red. She rushed out of the room to find Parvati and Harry waiting nearby. They waved her on to follow.

"What was that?" Hermione hissed.

"Your excuse." Parvati answered.

"How was that supposed to help?" Hermione asked.

"No one blames you for leaving." Parvati replied with a shrug. "It's bought you a couple of days to recover too. Play it up, or say I misunderstood the situation."

"You would do that?" Hermione whispered.

"Please." Parvati scoffed. "Do you think I don't know the rumors about me? Everyone knows Lav and I are the two biggest gossips in Gryffindor."

"Thank you." Hermione smiled at her.

"That's what friends are for." Parvati said.

Hermione hurried off toward the tower. She didn't seem to realize that the two of them hadn't followed her.

Harry stared at Parvati in awe.

"You are amazing." Harry whispered.

"The hat wanted to put me in Slytherin." Parvati replied with a sly smile. "Not that anyone would believe that."

"Really?" Harry asked.

Parvati nodded.

"Me too." Harry said. He offered his arm. "Where was this place you mentioned?"

"Follow me." Parvati gave him a smoldering glance.

She led him along through the hallways. After a few minutes they arrived at a classroom that was out of the way. Harry hadn't bothered checking it out in the past. It was marked as just another classroom on the map.

Parvati opened the door, showing him that he and the map were wrong. Someone had taken the time to convert the room to a cozy hangout. There was a couch, a couple of tables with chairs, and what looked to be some sort of design area that took up a good portion of the front of the room.

"Wow." Harry said.

"Thanks." Parvati said with a smile. "Lav and I put this place together in third year. There is a crazy number of empty classrooms in this place. This one doesn't have an attached living space. Those usually need a lot of work. We convinced a couple of the house elves to move some furniture in here, but they would only do so much."

"What's all this?" Harry asked as he moved to the other side of the room.

"That is our workshop." Parvati replied following him. "Lav wants to open a boutique after school. She does the design, I work in the enchantments, and get the business side of things arranged."

"Enchantments?" Harry asked.

"Water resistant, minor repair charms, and the like." Parvati shrugged.

"That's amazing." Harry turned to look at her.

His mouth when dry. She had stripped off her sari, now only dressed in a set of matching red bra and panties.

"What are you doing?" Harry's voice came out strained.

"Showing you what you missed last year." She purred as she stalked closer.

"I've never… I'm a…" Harry stammered.

Parvati began to unbutton his shirt. She worked in a calm, steady manner.

"Harry." She placed a small kiss on his lips. "It's my first time too."

Harry gulped. All higher thought stalled when she reached his pants. She worked his zipper open and had his pants dropped before he even realized what she was doing. By the time his brain kicked back in gear he realized she had managed to completely remove his jacket as well as his shirt.

"Please." She asked, tilting her head up ever so slightly to look at him with her rich, brown eyes.

Harry melted. He pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. His hands roamed along her body, desperately trying to memorize every inch of her skin. Harry took his time, tracing the patterns of her bra with his fingertips.

"It comes off, you know." Parvati smiled at him.

"Alohomora." Harry whispered.

Her bra unhook. Parvati arced an eyebrow at him.

"Clever." She giggled.

Harry slid her bra off, taking a sharp breath as her magnificent breasts were exposed. They weren't big, just enough to fill his hands, but they were exquisite and topped off by button sized nipples with a perfect round little nub. Harry couldn't help it, he leaned down, giving each one a long lick.

Parvati moaned. Her hand dropped to grip his hard shaft. They both gasped. She looked down, appreciating the size and the heft.

"I will have to measure this later." She purred as she stroked him.

Harry felt his legs shake from her touch. He was already incredibly aroused, and this was almost putting him over.

"Parvati." He moaned. "Too much."

"It's okay, Harry." She leaned closer, whispering in his ear. "Cum for me, then you can cum in me."

That did it. His eyes rolled back in his head as he shot a thick streak of cum followed by three more just as large. Parvati kissed him, her tongue circling around his.

"So much." She cooed.

Parvati led him over to one of the tables. She hopped up then spread her legs just wide enough for him to slide between. Harry didn't want to admit it, but his cock was starting to lose its hardness. Usually, he only came once when he took matters in hand, even then, it was never as strong as that.

Watching Parvati slip off her red panties killed that worry. She stroked her pussy while locking eyes with him. His cock jumped back to attention. It took all his self-control not to just mount her like a caveman. Stiffly, he moved between her legs.

Parvati took hold of his member, keeping eye contact as she lined him up.

"Go slow." She said, resting the tip of his cock against her slit.

Harry nodded. He pressed slowly. Parvati shuddered as his head slipped inside. She gripped the back of his neck, pulling him down to capture his lips. Harry sank to the hilt as they kissed, sending them both moaning into each other's mouth.

"So tight." He growled.

"So thick." She grunted. "Don't move yet."

Harry rested his forehead against hers. The traded soft kisses that gradually grew longer. Parvati started to rock her hips. He took that as a sign, and began to move as well. He started with steady, small strokes. Feeling her shiver with his movements spurred him to go faster. Soon each stroke ended in a snap of his hips.

Parvati wrapped her legs around his waist, locking them behind his back. Something in that motion touched a primal part of his brain. Harry moved faster and harder. The table underneath them scrapped across the floor with each thrust.

Harry kissed her deeply. Their tongues danced.

"Going to…" Harry tried to speak. "Parvati… going…"

"Cum for me, Harry. Cum for me." Parvati purred.

Harry slammed forward, pressing as deep as he could go. His entire body rocked as he pumped her full of his seed.

Parvati's hands dropped to his shoulders. She gripped them tightly, her nails biting his skin. Tilting her head back she screamed. The feeling of his cum setting off her orgasm. She pulled him tighter.

Harry met her eyes. He kissed her, putting all his feelings in it. Her head swam as he pulled away.

"Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?" Harry asked, trying not to blush.