"W-What happened?!" Susan jumped to her feet.
"Is he okay?" Hannah asked.
Dudley calmly rose from his seat while watching the chaos spread all around. The band stopped instantly, and Cedric's father, the Minister, and Dumbledore rushed over.
"My son!"
But the Minister for Magic was more worried about moving the dead body away so the matter could be silenced. More worried about his image.
It'll soon be in the gutters, you incompetent fuck.
"It's my boy!"
Cedric's father kept crying the entire time. Harry kept shouting that Voldemort had returned. Sirius Black confirmed it, having been freed from all charges and returned as Lord of House Black, he was trusted. Lily testified to the same, as did others. Remus was ignored, he wasn't considered human.
"Oh no!" Susan gasped. "Voldemort is back!"
Standing, he held Hannah and Susan's hands in his. "What do you mean, 'back'? He's been around for years now. Remember the first year's incident, then the whole Basilisk ordeal, and now this? It's always centered around him."
"Not very reassuring," Hannah murmured, her eyes a little teary. She was an emotional girl and seeing death wasn't common, even at Hogwarts.
He pulled her closer into a hug, patting her back to calm her down. Susan was relatively calm, probably due to her aunt being an Auror. But still, he comforted both of them. They didn't have the luxury of knowing the future, or the strength he held now.
The strength that he planned to expand nonstop.
Never again—No one will take from me what's mine.
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"Today, we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was, as you all know, exceptionally hard-working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly, a fierce, fierce friend." Dumbledore addressed the school in the Great Hall. "Now, I think, therefore, you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see… Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this…"
Among the students, Dudley stood at the far back, listening but not really. In his mind, he played the scenarios where he could have saved Diggory. But all of them would have resulted in early exposure. Cedric died fairly early after they landed in Godric Hollows.
There was no way to save him.
He told himself.
I'm no hero. I've died once, not again.
He tried to give himself a satisfactory answer. But the fact was that a living, breathing, good guy was dead. And he knew beforehand of his death.
"And we'll celebrate a boy who was… kind and honest and brave and true, right to the very end…"
A tragedy had befallen Hogwarts, but days passed. The exams came and went, and soon the end of the fourth year arrived. It was more depressing than most this time.
"Please visit me in France." Fleur hugged him in public, and he was barely able to stop her from kissing him as well. Over the past whole week, he'd satisfied her in every way imaginable, often multiple times a day. She was always a delight, always needy and greedy for more.
As he waved the guests from other schools goodbye, he noticed Harry, Ron, and Hermione on the side, smiling, chatting with each other about how they'd spend their summer. Their ignorance of the future was their peace.
He knew the future, so he couldn't afford it.
"Let's go." Dudley grabbed his small bag and headed to the gates where the carriages awaited them.
"Out of my way, mudblood!"
Right then, he heard Draco rushing past him, clearly in a hurry. Dudley knew why, and he couldn't wait to reach London either.
"What's gotten into him?" Susan frowned, glaring at Draco like she'd kill him.
Dudley shrugged and kept walking. "Probably misses his mum's milk or daddy's spanking."
"Hehe, I could use that… spanking." Susan grinned at him. "I ignored you giving that Veela bitch your time. But no more."
"Come on, Susan. You and Hannah, you're the constants in my life—the rest? Mere distractions." Dudley hid nothing and honestly replied, no matter how hypocritical he seemed. "Let's go now… Gotta grab a cabin for ourselves."
They were among the first few to get into the train, so they easily found themselves a cabin. And since the three didn't really have any other close friends who'd sit with them, it was just them. They chatted for a while and waited for the train to start moving first.
Once it was on the move, it was Susan who made the first move.
"No ifs and buts, Dudley!" Susan threw herself onto him, settling onto his lap, straddled, her uniform skirt wrinkled up. "I won't see you for days—I need this."
Sensing her urgency, Dudley reacted fast. He whipped out his wand and flicked it toward the cabin door. With a sharp click, the lock sealed, and the partition's glass darkened as the screens slid down. The moment was now theirs. Private. Intimate. A stolen bubble of filth on a moving train.
"Not this summer—I'll be mostly home this time."
"I don't care…" she breathed, grabbing his face and kissing him hard.
Susan devoured his lips with wet, hungry kisses, her tongue slipping into his mouth like she owned it. The messy suction of her mouth echoed lewdly in the tiny cabin, and she didn't care one bit. She moaned into him, and ground herself against him, feeling his thick cock already hard beneath her.
There was no shame. No hesitation. At this point, they all knew exactly what they wanted from each other, and they gave it.
"Ummmh…" Susan moaned into his mouth.
Dudley grunted into her mouth, his hands squeezing her ass greedily through the fabric. But it wasn't enough. He shoved both hands up under her skirt and felt nothing but skin. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Heh—" Susan giggled, breathless. Her lips were glossy from the kiss. "Just a girl with a plan."
He chuckled, nodding in appreciation before yanking her in again, this time his palms grabbing her bare ass cheeks fully, spreading and kneading them until red finger marks blossomed. One hand slipped between her cheeks and found her soaked folds. Her pussy, slick and warm and so familiar. She belonged to him. From their first clumsy fuck in his home bedroom to every wild encounter since, she had only taken him.
"Ummmh~ Ohhhh~"
Grinding shamelessly, almost melting in his hands, Susan suddenly froze. Sat upright, she looked past her shoulder to the side, behind.
Dudley followed her gaze—and saw her.
Hannah sat across from them on the opposite seat, legs spread, panties dangling from one ankle. Her skirt was bunched up over her hips, her shirt unbuttoned, bra shoved under her full, creamy tits. Her fingers worked furiously—one hand rubbing her glistening pussy, the other tugging at her own nipple. Her face was flushed, her lips parted, her eyes glassy.
"On second thought…" Susan breathed, sliding off Dudley's lap with a sultry smirk. "Give it to her first. She helped me study this year."
She crossed the small space to Hannah, crouched beside her like a cat, and ran a gentle hand through the blonde's hair.
"Good girl," she whispered, voice thick with filth and fondness. "She deserves it more."
Dudley could only laugh at her dramatics, but his cock pulsed, aching for more. He stood up, unbuckled his pants, and let both them and his boxers fall to the floor.
His cock sprang free; fully erect, veiny, and flushed with need. The bulging purple crown shone under the streaks of golden sunlight filtering through the window blinds, glistening with a bead of precum. Thick, heavy, and unashamed.
"Sue, give her your lap and spread her for me."
Susan's eyes sparkled with glee. She unbuttoned her shirt with practiced speed, tugging her bra down to free her large, bouncing tits, the ones half the school had fantasized about. She took Hannah's hand and pulled her upright.
Hannah looked momentarily startled, her face adorably annoyed, but she let Susan guide her anyway.
Susan slid into the seat and dragged Hannah onto her lap, positioning her with the blonde's back against her chest. Susan spread her own legs and pulled Hannah's thighs open too, leaving her suspended between them like a doll on display.
Hannah leaned back, her one arm hooking around Susan's neck for balance. Her hair was a mess, her nipples hard, and her glistening cunt sat exposed and dripping, framed by Susan's hands on her thighs, spreading her open.
Dudley stepped forward and knelt between Hannah's legs.
She looked up at him with those big, watery blue eyes; so soft, so open. Her lips parted in silent invitation, the same mouth that moaned his name in every fantasy he'd had in the last week. She didn't need to say a thing. Her body was already begging.
Dudley dropped to one knee between Hannah's spread thighs and greeted her soaked cunt with a long, wet lick from base to bud. His tongue dragged across every hot fold, slow and hungry, savoring her taste. He loved the way her doe-like eyes fluttered and her lips parted into a helpless moan, her expression melting with every pass of his tongue.
She squirmed, already twitchy from anticipation, and he took his time, lapping her up like something precious, filthy, and his.
Just like Susan, Hannah's pussy had only ever known one cock; Dudley's. And her snug, dripping entrance always welcomed him like it was made for him.
He stood back up, guided his thick shaft, and slowly let his cock sink in as he leaned above them, savoring every gasp from Hannah as her petals stretched around his girth. Her cunt was tight and greedy, wet and hot, clenching as if to keep every inch buried. He pushed his cock in deeper, deeper still, until he was fully seated, his heavy balls resting against her, pulsing with heated need. It felt like sliding into home.
Most girls would've cried or begged at the sheer stretch of his girth, but his two perfect little gremlins, Hannah and Susan, had long since been reshaped by his cock. Two years of fucking them every which way had made them perfect fits, molded just for him. They knew each other's rhythms, each other's noises, and every pulse of his body.
"Ummh… As always… scorching hot," Dudley growled against her lips, then kissed her, tasting the moan that trembled in her throat.
While he kissed Hannah, he saw Susan lean in to tease Hannah's ear with her tongue from behind, licking the delicate shell, whispering things that made Hannah's legs quiver wider.
"Heh—come here, you too," Dudley murmured, pulling both girls into his orbit.
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