Wild Magic Chapter 19

Harry and Tonks spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out together. They talked about her time at school, Auror training, and her parents. She knew a lot about how the magical world worked through practical experience. Tonks picked up on him not wanting to talk about his life, so she kept to safe topics. He told her about his favorite classes, the various ways he caught a snitch, and his previously nonexistent love life. She found his encounters with Malfoy hilarious.

After a bit, they simply hung out. Enjoying being together. Like two old friends finally catching up.

"We should come up with a code word or something." Harry said. "That way I don't accidentally shagging someone I think is you."

"Accidentally." Tonks snorted.

"I will hex you." Harry warned.

"It's a good idea." Tonks said after a moment. "It would need to be something you say to me, or whoever you think is me, and only the real me would have the counter-sign. It would also need to be something that won't be said in normal conversation."

"It had a chicken head with duck feet." Harry said. "Then you say, it had a woman's face too."

Tonks stared at him for a long, silent moment. She shrugged.

"That works." Her eyes dropped. "You're yellow."

Harry looked at his watch. It was indeed yellow.

"Three times this morning lasted until the evening." Harry said.

Tonks stood up and stretched. She headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" Harry propped himself on his elbows.

"Didn't you want to polish your broom?" Tonks asked.

"Right." Harry rolled his eyes.

Tonks waited for a moment. Harry didn't move from his spot on the bed. He dropped back onto his back and stared up at the ceiling.

"I know you've got this wild magic thing going on, but I don't think that's how you do it." Tonks chuckled.

"Eh." Harry shrugged. "I'm not really in the mood."

Tonks walked back over to him. She sat on the bed beside him.

"Hey." She leaned over to look in in the eyes. "I know it's weird, but it is a good idea."

"Yeah." Harry sighed. "It's just." He shrugged. "I don't even know."

"Can I help?" Tonks asked.

"Help how?" Harry asked.

"Well." Tonks gave him a sly grin. "We know sex works, but there are more options."

Harry's words were stopped when he felt her hand rubbing down his chest. His breath caught as she unbuttoned his pants then worked the zipper down.

"Lift up." Tonks leaned over, whispering in his ear.

Harry shivered and followed directions. She pushed his pants down to mid-thigh. Her fingers walked back up toward his crotch, playfully approaching his slumbering pole. Tonks straddled him. She smiled down at him as she freed his member from his boxers.

"We need to test how this works too." Tonks said seriously as she began to stroke him.

One hand shifted lower, caressing his sack. She cradled one testicle before moving on to the other. Her fingers circled around each one before reaching deeper. Harry sucked in a tight breath as her fingertips touched a spot just beyond his sack.

Tonks began to stroke him, slow and firm. Every other stroke she took a moment to caress the rim around his cockhead. All the while she teased the spot with her other hand.

Harry locked eyes with her. The smoldering want that looked back at him made him shudder.

"I would love to ride you right now." Tonks purred. "But this is important research."

Harry nodded. Her strokes increased in speed.

"Tonks." Harry moaned.

She clicked her tongue. "Professor Tonks."

Harry shivered.

"You like that?" Tonks paused her strokes while she kept her grip firm. "How many other professors do you want to stroke you off?"

Harry's words came out in a jumbled mess.

"Sinistra, of course. I bet you love to watch her bending over and looking through her telescope. " Tonks began to stroke again, her pace slow once more. "Vector, obviously. Do you have a class with her? What about Burbage? She's a hottie but hides it well. Babbling too, sweet, sexy, and kinky."

Harry groaned as she went down the list.

"Those are the obvious ones." Tonks giggled. "When you get back to school you're going to get hard every time you look at a professor."

Her strokes increased again; her other hand began to caress his balls again.

"Pince, the librarian." Tonks continued. "Not much up top, but she has a fine ass."

Harry moaned.

"Want to know a secret?" Tonks whispered.

Harry nodded.

"She loves a couple of fingers in her ass while you lick her cunt." Tonks stopped stroking him, squeezing him hard to prevent any release.

"So close." Harry whimpered.

"I know." She wiggled her eyebrows. "I'm not done yet."

"Who else?" Harry said through deep breaths.

"Trelawny." Tonks grinned at him. "Every Sunday night she goes sky clad while she drinks special tea."

Harry couldn't help it. His balls tightened. Tonks cooed as he shot high into the air. Harry went limp. He felt Tonks shift on the bed followed by something soft cleaning him up. He was vaguely aware that she was using one of his new shirts.

"Can't use cleaning charms." Tonks stated. "Casting magic on you would defeat the purpose."

Harry nodded. His mind was beginning to clear again. Tonks tucked his slowly softening cock back in his pants. She settled down beside him on the bed.

"It's green." Tonks lifted his arm up to study the watch. "Looks like we can do this again."

"Thank you, professor." Harry smiled up at her.

"Ten points to Gryffindor." She kissed him, a quick peck.

Harry smiled at her. "That was amazing."

Tonks preened under the praise. Her eyes dropped down to his semi-hard cock.

"It will be dinner soon." She said. "I don't think you want to go walking around like that."

"Not sure how to speed it along." Harry shrugged. "I'm spent. How in Merlin's name did you do that? I'm not this tired after sex."

"It's a blessing and a curse." Tonks sighed dramatically. She leaned in, her breath tickling his ear. "Ever wondered what McGonagall has under her robes?"

Harry flinched. Tonks giggled. Her laughter stopped when she released, he was actually getting harder.

"My, my Mister Potter." Tonks looked over at him. "That's a surprise."

Harry blushed.

"Hey." Tonks kissed him on the cheek. "None of that. I can see it. You should hear some of the names on my list."

"What list?" Harry asked.

"You know." She mimed stroking his cock. "The people you think about when you're taking things into your own hands."

"You know one of mine." Harry whispered. "It's only fair."

"Lupin." Tonks sighed.

"Remus?" Harry scrunched up his nose. "How's that embarrassing?"

"On the full moon." She added.

Harry blinked, letting the thought sink in.

"What does a female werewolf look like?" Harry asked. "I can't get it out of my head."

Tonks cackled.