The Invisbility Cloak
Hogwarts Castle.
Gryffindor Common Room.
Hermione, who was already a good friend of Harry Potter and Ron Weasley despite her know-it-all attitude, had given her friends a nice break from her presence by going on Christmas break to her house in South London. Ron and Harry had decided to spend Christmas together, and the latter had never been happier, having never received any presents. His uncles, the Dursleys, used to give him a hand-me-down T-shirt from his cousin Dudley, while Dudley was given dozens of presents. It was a great surprise when Harry opened a gift with no return address. It was a long cloak that, when put on, made him disappear from Ron's eyes.
Ron excitedly explained that it was an Invisibility Cloak, a very strange device that made him completely invisible while wearing it. What could Harry do with it? His first suggestion was to use it to spy on the Potions teacher, Severus Snape, who seemed to be up to something. Hermione was sure that the malicious and strict professor had tried to kill Harry during one of their Quidditch matches, and that he was trying to overthrow Dumbledore with some hidden device in the castle.
"You have an Invisibility Cloak, and you want to use it to spy on that ass Snape?"
"Do you have a better idea? We need to know what he's planning."
At that moment, they heard the door to the Common Room open. Harry took off his cloak and together with Ron quickly hid it. Lavender Brown, the only Gryffindor student other than Harry and Ron to stay at Hogwarts for the Christmas holidays, entered. Meeting Harry and Ron's gaze, she also seemed to be hiding something behind her back. Her bright eyes were half lost, she was unable to fully maintain her uprightness, and she was constantly staggering.
"You got up very early today, eh, Lavender?" Ron said.
"How dare you speak to me?" The blonde-haired girl defended herself, her gaze half lost. “I don't even know your name, you're a ins… ens… insig… child.”
“Did you mean insignificant?” Harry ventured, half amused.
“Don't be a smartypants, Potter, your fame doesn't mean anything to me…”
Lavender stopped her words, covering her mouth to stop a burp. Her nose was very red.
"You were saying?"
"I said you might be very handsome boys, but you're not funny at all!"
And without another word, Lavender crossed the room, hiding whatever she was carrying with her cloak, and went up to the girls' room. The door slammed upstairs.
"Did she call us handsome?"
"Brilliant! You see what I meant, Harry? It's for this kind of things that these cloaks were invented. Come on, let's put on the cloak and go up."
"What? Do you want to spy on Lavender?"
“Are you going to tell me that you've never been curious to see where girls sleep?”
“We can’t. Your brother said that it was forbidden for boys to the girls’ room, the stairs are cursed and everything.”
“Don’t be naïve, Harry. Do you really think my other two brothers didn’t manage to break that spell years ago to sneak up on the girls?”
Two minutes later, they were already protected by the invisibility of the magical cloak, opening the door to the first-year girls' room with the help of the spell that Hermione herself had taught them a few days ago: Alohomora!
At first glance, the dormitory looked very similar to the boys' room. Five beds with red curtains, arranged in a circle around the room, bordered by bedside tables and the trunks where they kept their belongings, just like the dormitory shared by Harry, Ron, Neville, Seamus and Dean.
In this case, the beds belonged to Hermione Granger, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Fay Dunbar and Sophie Roper. The task was to find out where each one slept.
Lavender was the easiest. The blonde was half-lying on her bed, drinking from a bottle of liquor that she had probably stolen from some teacher's desk, without showing any suspicion that someone had entered. Meanwhile, the others required a more careful inspection. Harry and Ron headed to the right of Lavender's, and found Faye and Sophie's beds, as they had their names on their trunks. Faye was the popular green-eyed girl who was always talking about sex with Lavender, although Hermione had discovered after the incident with the troll that she had never even had a boyfriend before, and that much of what she said was to impress the blonde. Among her belongings there was nothing out of the ordinary, except for a few rather sensual underwear, or so they seemed for two boys as inexperienced as Ron and Harry.
Sophie was a shy girl, slightly overweight and who didn't take much care of herself, who didn't talk much, and that was why they were so surprised to find, rummaged through her trunk, a small pink object that caught their attention. It seemed to fit on her index fingers like a ring, with a surface that covered the tip of the finger. When Ron turned on a small button, it began to vibrate. Ron recognized it as a clitoris massager.
They heard a moan. They thought that perhaps Lavender had discovered them, since she had taken the moan, but she was now lying on her side, facing away from them, and had left the liquor on the nightstand. They noticed that her skirt was very short, and that she was rubbing her legs against each other. They decided to ignore her and continue, although both of their imaginations were running a mile a minute.
Parvati's trunk, by default the last one, was full of the sexiest underwear that the two boys had ever seen. Pantyhose, very small panties, garters, lace and low-cut bras, there was everything. Parvati and her twin sister (who was in Ravenclaw) were considered two of the sexiest girls of Harry's generation, and although Parvati was Lavender's best friend, she was much more mature than her, by the looks of it.
“Harry, man, I’m sorry, but I can’t control myself,” Ron whispered, grabbing a pair of Parvati’s black panties and sniffing them as he unzipped his fly.
“What? Ron, don’t tell me you’re going to…”
“Yes, I am. And I don’t know how you control yourself standing here by these sexiest Indian clothes, with Lavender moaning behind us,” Ron said, starting to masturbate while sniffing Parvati’s panties.
“Moaning?” Harry turned around and knew what Ron meant. Half drunk, Lavender Brown had her hand between her shaking legs and her skirt up. She had taken off her shirt, revealing her sexy pink bra over her breasts, big for her age. She was masturbating, something she may not have had the chance to do until she was alone on vacation.
“Bloody hell… Hey, Ron.”
“What do you want?”
“Don’t cum near me,” Harry said, snatching up a pair of tiny red Parvati panties.
The Invisibility Cloak was very, very wide, and gave both boys enough room to jerk off without being too close to each other, each minding their own business. Ron was masturbating with his right hand while sniffing and licking the Indian girl’s black panties, while Harry had wrapped the underwear around his erect cock to touch himself.
They both turned to look at Lavender, who was now lying on her back, legs spread. The girl drank some more liquor before finishing the bottle, bringing a finger to her mouth and licking it with clumsy sensuality, and using her other hand to touch herself between her legs.
“Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, so gooooood, how I want a penisssss! I want some cuuuum!”
“Well, Harry, I know where we can jerk off, so we don’t stain your precious cloak.”
Still jerking off, the two friends approached Lavender's bed and watched her take off her panties. Her pussy was not shaved, so a thick bush of light hair could be seen on her preteen pubis, which she was quick to caress along with the rest of her pussy, unaware that two boys were masturbating on her.
"Ahhh, it's been days since I touched myself, aahhhh, these whores won't let me, hic, ahhh, I'm finally alone, but now I want sex, hic."
"Does she have sex often?" Ron asked, his thick cock dangerously close to the invisible limit provided by the cloak.
"Hey, careful!" Harry said, still in a low voice, but not enough for Lavender not to hear. "Is there anyone there?" she asked.
“Shit!”
Contrary to what one would think, she did not stop masturbating or try to cover her nakedness. In fact, Lavender spread her legs even wider, rubbed her pussy faster, and her voice sounded even more drunk.
“MMmm, I wish there was. I want… hic, I want sex. Hic, hic. I want sssssex and cuum and so much sex, hic!”
“If that’s what you want, you’ll get it, slut.”
“Careful, Ron, it sounds like you like it, ha, ha. Are you going to fuck her?”
“Her? Not at all! I would never fuck a crazy psycho like this…”
“You’re never going to get laid like that, Ron have you seen our classmates?”
“Look who’s talking about not fucking. In any case, that doesn’t stop me from doing this to her, does it?”
Harry and Ron moved a little closer to Lavender. Parvati’s black panties were covered in Ron’s saliva. The red ones were completely battered by Harry’s handjob, stained with his precum. Lavender arched her back.
“Ahhh, ahhh, I’m cumming… I’m cumming on that twat Granger’s sheets!”
“W-what?” they both said, in unison. They had assumed that the bed they hadn’t checked was their friend’s. Now that they looked closely, Lavender was littered with books, on the bed, the trunk, and the nightstand. In fact, Lavender was cumming profusely all over one of Hermione’s books, and both Harry and Ron were too close to climax to stop. They were unable to stop. They briefly pulled their cocks out of the cloak. They thought Lavender saw them, but she didn’t seem to care. She wanted it.
The two friends shot their seed all over the girl’s legs, waist, and miniskirt, as well as Hermione’s book.
“Hmmmm? Is anyone there?” Lavender said, opening her eyes before slowly falling asleep after her drunk orgasm. “Floating penises? For me? Hello? Please, more. Please don’t go, I want moreeee…”
Harry and Ron pulled up their trousers and ran downstairs. Their original intention had been to rummage through the girls’ things as well, or even go to the other Houses, but now they would think better of it. They couldn't just leave everything so lightly. The Invisibility Cloak was too powerful a tool to be caught making a mistake and have it taken away from them.
Maybe keeping an eye on Snape wasn't such a bad idea for a while...