He didn't elaborate further. In truth, Filch was among the first few people who opened an account in his bank. The man hated Goblins more than most since he was denied service by them. For a Squib, that was like a kick in the gut while already down. Thanks to Dudley, the man had a place to store his money and watch it grow with interest. Though Dudley gave the man a preferential contract for higher interest, since Filch's money was already pitiful.
True to his words, Dudley gave her three potions for their three days of betting. Then, he escorted her to the Gryffindor common room.
After that, he made a quick round as the prefect and returned to his dorms to sleep.
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Plap! Plap! Plap!
It was the second day of the bet. And fuck, Dudley found himself losing. They'd turned the Room of Requirement into a bedroom, and he was lying flat. Ginny was on top of him, fucking herself. She rode him like a veteran, moaning, her pussy tight around him. There were no clothes involved and…
"Mmmm… Come now, Big D, won't you fill your Weasley fucktoy? You can cum all you want. Ummmh… Can't wait to break Mum's record."
And that day, Ginny said some of the vilest things.
"I don't mind, really. Fatten my tits, my ass, suckle them, fuck them, I'll be the perfect little toy. Ummmh… Oh, I can feel it. Don't hold it, fill my womb."
She leaned forward, pressing her perky breasts into his chest while still grinding his cock with merciless rhythm. Her tongue snaked out, licking and teasing his nipples, nipping them until Dudley grunted through clenched teeth.
"Oh, so deep!" she howled, lifting her hips and dropping again, taking him to the base.
"I can feel you in my womb. You love it, don't you? My tight little pussy clenching you. Richest wizard in the world fucking the precious Ginny Weasley of the destitute pureblood house? Oooh… how scandalous."
Dudley could barely hold on. He was sweating, groaning, hands gripping her hips, but she wasn't letting him lead. This time, she was in control, her game, her pace.
She collapsed forward, lying flat against his chest, her breath hot against his ear as her hips swiveled, grinding his cock inside her.
She whispered poisonously, each word sharper than a knife. "What will they say, hmm? Look, there goes Dudley Dursley. He toys with poor little Ginny, fucks her, breeds her like a fucktoy. Money really does make you evil. Poor, poor Ginny…"
She licked his earlobe, before moaning like a whore in heat.
"Poor Ginny, on her eleventh baby already. Dudley's pet. Dudley's cocksleeve. Dudley's cumdump. Ummmhh, fuck, yes!"
"Fuck!" Dudley finally grunted and just shot it inside her.
He was going insane. He asked himself why her insane teasing made him throb and edge so close. He feared himself, his mind, and his wealth, numbing him from common sense and what was right.
"Yes! Fuck yes!" Ginny threw her head back, hair whipping, sitting up straight as she slammed down on his cock, milking every drop. Her eyes went wide as she felt him flood her, the thick heat pooling deep in her belly. She grinned like a madwoman, hips bouncing harder, chasing her victory.
"I win… I win, Big D… mmmm…. Fuck—look at you, filling me so good," she babbled, mumbling, moaning, her grin never fading. Her body finally convulsed, pussy spasming around him, dragging her own orgasm out as she came on his cock, soaking him.
At last, she collapsed, falling forward again. This time she kissed him deep, messy, her tongue claiming his, before snuggling her sweaty, trembling body into his chest.
Dudley wrapped his arms around her instinctively, his cock still twitching inside her, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. His breath came shallow, ragged, and his mind churned with questions he didn't dare voice.
I'm not evil. I'm pretty sure I ain't.
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"Ummmmh—Fuck… This is making me…"
It was Ginny's turn to be undone.
Dudley had used a new tactic for the third time. He used a blindfold on her. It heightened the suspense, and whenever he touched her, she writhed. He also made the room colder than usual, making his touch more noticeable.
And he had her on her hands and knees, ensuring he had little to see to sway him, and much more to give.
Spank!
He gave her a few warm slaps on the ass. Her bottom really was pert, but still well-rounded in shape. The slap rang out sharply. Her whole body jolted forward, red blooming across her cheek.
"Ummmhhh—fuck!" Ginny moaned, gripping the sheets, her knuckles white as she pressed her face into the bedding. The wet heat between her thighs was already loud, sloppy, her pussy dripping down her legs.
"Oh, look, there goes Ginny Weasley, Dudley's little slut."
Pa!
He slapped her ass.
"Ummmh… Yes!" Ginny moaned, teasing him at how weak his words were.
Thankfully, Dudley had gotten used to her tightness. But he fucked her with full force nonetheless. Each thrust slapping his balls on her ass. Each thrust struck so deep he knocked the air out of her.
"Take it, Weasley," he growled, tightening his grip on her ass until she squealed. "Take it like the cheap little whore you are. You think I won't breed you? I'll stuff you so full you'll drip for days. I'll make sure your precious family knows you're nothing but my fucktoy now."
That did it. Ginny wailed, voice breaking apart.
"Ugh…" Dudley clawed her asscheeks and spread them hard. Her little puckered hole peeked at him, almost a wink. Dudley spat there, and that did it again. Ginny jolted all over and fell flat, arms spread wide, only her ass up.
Slosh! Slosh!
Her cunt gushed around him, milking his cock as he pounded her through her orgasm. She cried, cursed, screamed into the bedding, soaking the sheets with her juices. The wet noises were unholy, each thrust louder than the last, his cock dragging through the syrupy mess she poured out.
"That's… a… draw… again!" she babbled hoarsely, her whole body jerking with every thrust.
"Fuck!" Dudley grunted, sweat dripping down his temples as he leaned over her.
Plap! Plap!
Ginny stretched her legs straight under him, and he fucked her prone from behind, slamming her into the mattress so hard the claps echoed, maybe even pushing past the magical walls. He drove himself balls-deep over and over, rutting her into the bedding until his body finally gave way.
"Uhhhnn—fuck, Ginny!" he groaned, and spilled.
Pump after pump, his cock blasted her full, painting her swollen pussy white from the inside out. Their loins squelched together, messy, reckless, soaked through. Both of them knew, without potions, those taunts and threats would've been more than dirty talk. They would've been a prophecy.
Panting, at last, he just fell flat on her back. Being much taller, he rested his face beside hers and removed her blindfold.
Ginny turned her face towards him, her complexion red as usual. Heck, her entire body was like that. "W-What now? Best of five?"
Dudley chuckled and slid off her sideways. "It'll never end. Fuck it, let's just do both things and fuck anyway… as long as you want to."
"Want to? Dammit, I'd fucking love to, Big D. Do you know how hard it is to hold myself from bursting? It's impossible. Yeah, fuck my brains, make me your cumdump as long as you be my cumtower or something. Not the mom bit, though, I still want to settle down someday."
"..."
Yeah, it was fucked up. Absolutely fucked up. Dudley could see himself being disliked by his own past life's self. The rich guy who got to have everything in life. Even first dibs on pretty women. But at the same time, this was his redemption. He was still his old self, just wealthier now.
At least I ain't making an island for the rich or something. Like that fucker.
"Agreed," Dudley replied and turned over to lie flat on the bed. It was Sunday, so they had plenty of time together. "But really, I didn't expect you to say all those nasty things."
"Hehe." Ginny giggled and shifted closer to him to hug his side and rest her head on his shoulder. "I've got plenty more."
"Oh?" He looked at her face. "Then don't mind if I'm eager to hear them… right away."
He moved and got on top of her, legs spread, his cock half awake, rubbing over her cum-soaked pussy.
"Ummmh… Don't mind at all—oooh!"
He drove in once again.
####
While he did have plenty of time that Sunday, that didn't mean he had to spend it all with Ginny. No, he had somewhere to be. Somewhere important, that afternoon.
While it was still daylight, a few hours from sunset, Dudley covered himself in the invisibility cloak and walked towards the Potions lab where Severus Snape's office was located. He waited outside the classroom for a while, and eventually saw Lily coming.
Her face is glowing more… is it?
There was a bright smile on her lips. She was clearly in a good mood.
Without knocking, Lily pushed open the door. Dudley walked right behind her and entered secretly.
Oh? Did he clean the place?
He noticed how spotless every bench and corner of the classroom looked.
"Lily."
Here he comes. Whoa, never seen that hairstyle before. Fuck, he looks even more pale. What did he rub on his face?
"Severus." Lily nonchalantly reacted. "You wanted to talk to me?"
"Take a seat, Lily." Snape pointed towards a chair beside a table.
Lily crossed her arms. "I must return to work soon. I can't spare too much time."
Oh, we're off to a bad start.
There was silence between them. Snape looked at Lily like a lost puppy. Lily didn't even look at him directly and glanced at various things in the potions classroom.
"Lily, I… wanted to apologize"
"For what? I'm not angry at you. I'm not looking for an apology."
Snape became stiff. Lily's annoyed mood was noticeable. "I didn't… I didn't want that to happen. I didn't want to hurt you."
"So, it's about me, is it?" Lily sternly looked at him, her eyes glaring. "You truly don't understand, do you? What you did was evil, Severus. You lived down to every Slytherin stereotype. You joined hands with the Dark Lord and then helped him… kill James. Oh, I know, you never count that as a crime. You're too consumed with yourself. But fine, forget James. What of Harry? Of me? I lived, but at what cost? I wasn't there for Harry. I lost my chance to be a mother, to protect him from the cruelty he endured. You robbed me of everything, Severus, and yet you dare apologize."
She went ballistic! Dudley was consuming the drama as it happened right in front of him. But valid.
Dudley didn't believe Snape was evil. But he didn't believe the man to be innocent either. There was darkness in Snape. A true nature that came out when he had the chance to cause harm to others. Asking the Dark Lord to spare only Lily was weird. What was the plan? Give her his shoulder to cry on after the Dark Lord killed her husband and son? Chain her in the basement? What Snape did made no sense.
"Lily…" Snape suddenly moved and gripped her shoulders. "I… I did that because I love you."
Bastard's touching her!
"Get away!" Lily shoved Snape back, eyes blazing. "Don't touch me. You make me sick. Don't you dare call that love; it never was. You've never known friendship, and the first one you stumbled upon, you clung to like a parasite. That isn't love, it's obsession. Twisted. Because men who love don't plot against the husband and child of the woman they claim to care for."
"..."
Even Dudley was speechless. She didn't hold back anything.
"We've nothing to discuss. Just leave me be. I'm content with my life as it stands, and you ought to try finding the same. It's been years, learn to move on. We're done here." Lily said and stormed away, never giving Snape a chance to reply.
Dudley rushed behind Lily to leave the classroom unseen.
For now, he had no plans for Snape, but he would keep an eye on the man. Snape had already fucked up once because he didn't get Lily. There was no telling what he'd do after getting rejected directly.
Still, Snape had his uses.
I guess I'll be the good cop now.
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