Text(Hogwarts)
The second week for Harry was far less eventful overall than the first and Harry was perfectly okay with that. Monday started with another bath with Tonks and Susan. Seeing the red head in a red bikini that showed off her ample cleavage made up for his inability to fuck his cousin. Classes were fine though he couldn't hide the amusement at the glances he saw from Susan and Lavender when they thought he wasn't looking. His relationship with Daphne Lyra and Tracey was still going strong despite their obvious annoyance at the duel and Draco being silenced made Lilith and Julie more eager to speak to him. The Carrows also had another moment with him much to his joy.
There was a slightly awkward moment on Tuesday after class when Lyra and Draco got called to Snape's office after class. Lucius Malfoy heard about the duel and wanted to discuss what happened. To the twins surprise he was rather cold to Draco for initiating the duel while praising Lyra for protecting him and the family's long term interest.
The end of the week brought harry to what he knew would be the highlight of the first month, "We're finally getting to fly." Harry said happily. Calling them flying lessons would be a heavy exaggeration since most wizards started flying when they were much younger.
"I'm surprised you're so happy considering it's with the Gryff's." Daphne teased. The toxic relationship between Slytherin and Gryffindor got worse after the duel. Draco took out his annoyance and humiliation on their rival class onto Ron Weasley and the red head fought back. Apparently there'd been a few incidents outside of class between the two, but Harry could care less.
"Even Ron Weasley can't ruin this for me. I love flying." Harry smiled. Flying offered him the freedom he craved after living in isolation for his entire life.
His theory was immediately tested upon spotting Draco Crabbe and Goyle in the face of Ron Seamus and Dean as they arrived onto the field.
"Good news Finnegan. You won't have to worry about blowing up something for once" Draco taunted. Seamus was a mess in potions and he overcharged a few things in transfiguration. It was a lazy cheap shot in Harry's opinion.
"Shove it Malfoy." Ron growled in annoyance.
"Or what Weasley. We both know you can't do anything right. I bet you'll fall flat on your face." Draco taunted.
"Why you!" Ron growled and now Harry had enough.
"Can you guys behave for one bloody minute." Harry groaned as he approached the groups.
"YOU!" Draco and Ron shouted almost at the exact same time.
"They agree on something." Lyra snorted.
"Shut it Malfoy." Ron said angrily.
"Me or Draco." Lyra teased but Harry didn't feel like dealing with more headaches.
"That's enough Lyra" Harry chided.
"Oh come on. These two are perfect for each other. Both are cocky with a large stick stuck up their arse for no reason and both are extremely upset that I'm friends with you instead of them." Lyra pointed out.
"What's that supposed to mean." Draco scowled.
Lyra saw an opportunity and pounced, "Remember how you and Weasley got into that argument on the train. The one where you complained about Lord Black." Lyra reminded Draco
Draco's eyes lit up in horror, "How did you know about that."
"Don't worry about how I know. Just know that all it takes is one word to Lord Black and you could have a major problem on your hands." Lyra warned as Ron looked on in confusion.
Any words Draco had to say practically left him and he turned to Crabbe Goyle and Pansy. "Let's go." Draco huffed.
'Come on guys." Ron scowled before leaving himself.
"Idiots." Daphne muttered and Harry agreed.
"Let's get ready ourselves. Wouldn't want to piss Hooch off." Harry said calmly.
"Right" Tracey shrugged as they ultimately walked over.
Before long it was time for flying and everyone was set up in front of the brooms with Harry between Lyra and Daphne and amusingly right across from Lavender flanked by Parvati Patil and Dean Thomas. "This will be easy, I've outflown one of those muggle helicopters with my broom at home." Draco bragged.
Harry rolled his eyes at the blatant lie and decided to throw it in Draco's face, "Draco not only is that a blatant lie but it's also quite illegal." Harry pointed out as everyone focused on them. He swore he heard a hypocrite from Lyra underneath her breath.
"What's that supposed to mean Potter." Draco scowled.
"Muggle helicopters get to an average speed of 260 KM/H and that's likely what they have in the middle of one of their flights. The Nimbus 2000, which everyone knows is the most advanced broom on the market, was clocked at a maximum speed of 150 KM/HR and that is in ideal conditions. So for your statement to be true, the Malfoy's would have to be in possession of a broom at least 110 KM per hour faster than the most advanced one on the market.
Even if you somehow had such a broom, which I know you don't, you also just admitted to violating the Statue of Secrecy since that's the only way you'd know that you can actually outfly a helicopter. Well, unless you have one lying around your home." Harry explained.
Draco was taken aback but so was a surprising source, "How do you know that?" Hermione Granger spoke up.
"Know what Hermione." Harry replied nonchalantly.
Hermione blushed for a half-second much to his amusement, "How do you know about the max speed of both."
Harry was about to reply when Hooch approached, "I'll tell you another time." Harry said to the annoyance of most of the class. Meanwhile Malfoy was seething at being shown up again. Off to the side Ron seethed because Harry had once again proven how awesome he was.
'If only you had been a Gryff. We could rule the school.' Ron lamented.
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While Harry completely enjoyed the flying lesson the same could not be said for some of his classmates. Malfoy was still fuming from being called out so publicly and it only got worse when Hooch dismissed the special grip he had. Hermione looked absolutely horrified at the idea of flying on a broom, a fair concern because of the lack of protection compared to an airplane. Then of course there was Neville Longbottom. The young man who already lacked confidence looked terrified on the broom and it got so bad that his went out of control shooting into the air when Hooch ordered them to float. Neville ultimately crashed and hurt his wrist forcing Hooch to take him to the hospital wing.
Ever the opportunist, Draco noticed that Neville dropped a small clear orb that Harry recognized was a Remembrall and grabbed it. Ron moved to get involved but before he could reach him Draco tossed the Remembrall towards the castle. His little antic would've likely broken the orb as it collided with the castle walls had Harry not quickly brought out his wand and effortlessly summoned it back to him.
Harry's joy was short lived as Ron had jumped on top of Draco and was punching and kicking him with reckless abandon with Dean and Seamus fighting Crabbe and Goyle respectively. The massive brawl was of course caught by Madam Hooch who was furious and docked each student involved 50 points and gave them a week's detention. When she found out what happened afterwards, Draco lost an additional 100 points and got an additional week's detention for instigating the fight and stealing. She also said that she would recommend that Draco not be allowed to play on the Quidditch team during his time at Hogwarts much to Draco's horror.
Harry was currently at the entrance of the Hospital wing to have a long overdue talk with Neville and after getting permission from Madam Pomfrey the matron walked over to Neville's bed, "What are you doing here." Neville scowled.
Harry could understand his annoyance, "You dropped this." Harry smiled before handing him the orb.
Neville smiled, "Thanks but this is just another thing that I can't do right." Neville frowned.
"I don't think that's true." Harry said calmly.
'What do you mean it's not true. You saw me up there. I absolutely panicked and fell on my arse." Neville said with clear frustration in his voice.
"I know, but that's not you being bad at flying, that's you being scared for some reason." Harry replied..
Neville visibly flinched, "You could tell."
"Yes. So care to tell me what happened." Harry said softly.
"Do you promise not to tell anybody. It's bad enough for me as it is." Neville sighed.
"My lips are sealed." Harry said warmly.
Neville took a deep breath, "When I was younger, I didn't show obvious signs of magic and because of that my family thought I was a squib. In order to find out my family employed some… harsh methods to try and bring out my magic."
Harry didn't like that at all, "How harsh we talking." Harry said half afraid of the answer.
Neville took a deep breath, "My Uncle held me out of a window by my feet but when somebody mentioned pie he dropped me 30 feet into the-."
"Don't say anymore." Harry interrupted.
"It was horrible but at least I found out that I could use magic. My gran was thrilled and gave me my father's wand to see if it could help me also."
"It always amazes me how purebloods can be so stupid sometimes." Harry sighed.
"What's that supposed to mean." Neville scowled. He may have had no pride in himself, but he was still a pureblood and that carried a different type of pride. One that harry had called into question just now.
"Your father's wand will never work as well for him as it did you because it's keyed to your father's magical signature. It's the same reason why most pureblood families use starter wands to train kids in magic because they're designed not to bond with the wizard."
Neville smiled at the interesting slip, "Aren't you the one who basically said you couldn't duel Malfoy because we don't know magic yet." Neville reminded him.
Harry shrugged, "I wanted to hide my strength and a duel of any kind would do that."
"Smart." Neville acknowledged.
"Thanks but in exchange for bringing you the Remembrall, I want you to do something for me."
"What's that." Neville asked nervously.
"When you get out of the Hospital wing go to Professor McGonagall and tell her that you've been using your father's wand. Get her to take you to Olivander's and get a new one." Harry said firmly.
"What if I'm not good enough?" Neville questioned.
"You will be Neville. In fact, I'm willing to front you the galleons for a new wand and you only have to pay me back if it turns out I'm wrong." Harry smiled before reaching into the bag and giving him the new galleons.
Neville couldn't believe that Harry agreed with him and decided to go along with it. Finally somebody gave him hope, "Okay. Thanks Harry." Neville smiled.
"Welcome. Now I'm going to head back to the dorm." Harry smiled before leaving. He was glad to do this for Neville because his situation was arguably as bad as his. Neville's parents were tortured a few days after his parents were killed and they'd been in St. Mungos ever since. To have your father's wand as he sat in a coma was a tough feeling. He needed something good in his life and hopefully the new wand would help.
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It was time for tryouts and Harry walked down to the pitch in a decent mood ready to show what he could do. Higgs may have acknowledged him for what happened with Draco but there was a gentleman's agreement that he tried out for the team. Unfortunately, it wasn't going to be as simple as he wanted, "What do you mean I can't try out for the team." Tracey shouted towards a tall and muscular boy with black hair and horrible.
"The Slytherin team will feature the best of the best. That means no girls involved." Flint scowled. Marcus Flint was the newly installed Slytherin captain, and he was determined to get things done his way.
"That's bull." Tracey shouted.
"Well that's the rules. Now get lost Davis." Flint shouted.
Tracey fumed, "Fine. You assholes deserve whatever you get." Tracey replied as she spun and saw Harry who was visibly annoyed at what happened.
"You know, I was all ready to try out for the team as I promised Higgs and then I heard this. Honestly I couldn't be more disappointed in Slytherin."
"You trying out or not Potter." Higgs said from the sidelines.
"No. I think I'd rather spend my time with Tracey." Harry smiled.
"You wouldn't have made it anyway." Higgs taunted.
"Well you'll never know. Let's go Tracey." Harry said firmly.
Tracey was pleasantly surprised, but she wasn't going to say no, "Yeah." Tracey replied as the pair walked back to the castle
Both teens were angry and as they walked back Tracey came up with an idea, "Hey Harry."
'What's up." Harry said calmer than before but still annoyed.
"I told Daphne I'd be busy for the next hour or so with tryouts. How about we find an empty classroom and blow off some steam" Tracey smirked as she pulled against the hooded sweatshirt she was wearing just enough to show some cleavage."
Harry knew that was as good as a hint as he was going to get and truthfully he didn't mind, "Sounds good." Harry smiled and the two made their way towards a series of empty classrooms.
They were barely in the classroom for a minute when Tracey slammed her lips against Harry's and started snogging him. A smiling Harry quickly wrapped his arms around hers and they started snogging. They snogged for a few minutes before the teens pulled away from each other kicking their shoes away in the process.
"So. Which position were you going to try out for." Harry asked with a wry smile as they stood just in front of the long straight desks that were used by this particular classroom.
"Chaser." Tracey answered.
"I see. I quite enjoying handling Quaffles myself, but I was going to try out for Seeker."
Tracey snorted at the pun and decided to fight back, "I may prefer Chaser, but I know my way around a Beater's bat." Tracey smiled as she went to her knees and reached for his jeans.
"Alright but you may find that my beaters bat is quite impressive." Harry smiled.
Tracey had a slightly raised eyebrow since he'd been pressed against her a few times including during a morning snog session and she hadn't felt anything impressive, "We'll see." Tracey smiled as she got onto her knees and lowered her sweatpants just to be smacked in the face by his shaft.
"Better that than a bludger." Harry teased.
Tracey recovered from the brief smack just to notice his cock, "Merlin Harry this is bigger than my wand." Tracey gasped and she wasn't exaggerating. Her wand was 9 ½ inches and Harry was at least 10 already.
"Still think you can handle my beaters bat." Harry smiled.
Tracey took a second and gave it a tentative lick finding the taste to be manageable as she licked the sides, "How's that." Tracey mumbled trying to get used to it.
"Good job. Don't rush because we've got plenty of time." Harry smiled. For a beginner it was fine but once again he found himself recalling the many blowjobs he got from Tonks over the years. Was it unfair to compare Tracey to a girl who be anything he wanted, yes, but he couldn't help it.
"True and while your beaters bat is a bit much I can still enjoy your golden snitch." Tracey smirked as she licked his balls for a bit as she started stroking his shaft.
"Good girl." Harry grunted.
"I trained a lot for this Harry." Tracey smiled.
"Quidditch or being intimate with a boy." Harry teased.
"Both. My cousin Roger is the Ravenclaw captain, and my Uncle Wayne was a chaser for Puddlemere for years. A lot of family gatherings ended up in games of Quidditch and they were a blast" Tracey said shamelessly as she toyed with Harry for a bit slowly getting used to his shaft.
"I see and what about being intimate with a boy." Harry probed.
"Some girls use training wands to practice magic, some use it for other stuff.." Tracey said impishly before moving back to his shaft and to Harry's great joy wrapping her lips around his cock as she sunk down..
"Ughh. You little minx." Harry gasped as Tracey started bobbing up and down his cock. To her credit she was able to take about 6 inches before she had to pull away.
"This is going to be tough, but I can manage." Tracey smiled as she started bobbing up and down his shaft eager to enjoy the unplanned moment. Daphne and Lyra would be pissed when they found out, but she knew the two girls would do the same.
"Good job Tracey. Stay focused." Harry instructed and he smiled as he let Tracey set up her own pace. One of the things he learned from Tonks was that most girls like to set their own pace. Rushing them is a great way to ruin the fun. Case and point Tracey eagerly took 6 inches into his mouth and bobbed at a steady pace with no concerns or at least that's what he thought until Tracey pulled away.
"Harry am I making you feel good." Tracey frowned.
"Yes. Why do you ask."
'It's just. My mom warned me Daphne and Lyra that it would be commonplace for wizards to be much rougher and grab my head and stuff like that during oral sex. That they'd be focused on their pleasure and nothing else" Tracey frowned.
"I'm not most wizards Tracey. I want you to enjoy this also. By the way, I fully intend to return the favor once you're done." Harry answered.
Tracey beamed at that, "In that case let's do this." Tracey said happily as she went back to work. Much to his surprise Tracey tried to go deeper than before and with his grunts of approval showing her appreciation, she was able to get 8 inches in her latest attempts..
"You're doing great Tracey." Harry smiled reaching down and sliding his hand towards the ponytail she was currently wearing. Tracey hesitated for a bit wondering if Harry was going to do what she talked about earlier. Instead, he undid the ponytail she was wearing allowing her brown hair to flow. Harry even slid his fingers through her hair enjoying the pace she was setting.
"God you're unreal harry. I'm pissed that I still have my clothes on because I wanna play with myself so bad right now." Tracey said before resuming her work. Harry was perfect in every way, and she'd share him with everyone in the dorm if it meant getting to do this again.
"Don't worry. I'm close." Harry warned.
Tracey picked up speed ready for the final push since this was just the beginning and she couldn't wait for Harry to return the favor.
"Tracey I'm going to cum." Harry shouted as he felt his impending release arriving.
That only caused Tracey to pick up speed ready to enjoy what she hoped was a tasty treat.
"CUMMING" Harry roared as he fired ropes of seed into Tracey's mouth eager. Tracey gladly gobbled them up and when he finally stopped, Harry pulled out slowly as Tracey's tongue cleared his shaft of whatever was left.
Tracey looked up at him showing off the cum on her lips before swallowing, "Your turn." Tracey smiled as she got to her feet but that didn't last long as Harry effortlessly picked her up and put her on top of the long desk as her feet dangled from the edge.
"You showed me how you handle a bludger and a snitch. Now it's my turn to show you how I handle quaffles." Harry smiled as he grabbed her sweatshirt and pulled it off revealing a rather lacy silver bra causing Harry to give her an odd look..
"I may have been planning to celebrate with you after tryouts." Tracey said answering the unspoken question.
"You do realize we won't get results until a few days after." Harry smirked as he slid down her sweatpants revealing a matching pair of panties.
"Are you going to keep talking or handle my quaffles?" Tracey said bluntly as she reached back and undid her bra revealing her breasts to him once again.
"Quaffles. Definitely quaffles" Harry smiled as he took a nice handful of her breasts and started rubbing them slowly.
"NGHH. This feels so good Harry." Tracey replied as Harry kneaded them gently using a soft touch.
Harry continued to grope Tracey for a bit as her nipples slowly revealed themselves and once they were done, Harry found his target., "Time to up the ante Tracey." Harry smiled as he started swirling his tongue around her exposed nipple before wrapping his lips around it.
"AHHH!" Tracey moaned out loud enjoying how Harry handled her sensitive nipples.
"Let's see how the other one feels.' Harry smiled as he pulled away and did the same with her left.
"FUCK! Why are you so good at this." Tracey moaned as he continued to tease her breasts back and forth. She was getting wetter by the second and a glance down showed his hard cock was throbbing and ready to go at a moment's notice.
"Seems Daphne isn't the only one who's sensitive." Harry smiled. Then again, he was using a small amount of magic in his tongue. Though if Tracey liked this, she was really going to like his other trick.
"Fuck! This feels great." Tracey moaned.
"If you like that, then this is going to be amazing." Harry smiled as he pulled away causing Tracey to whine just for Harry to reach for her panties and finally slide them off her legs before pulling her forward so he could eat her out without dealing with the desk
"No way. You're actually going to." Tracey said in disbelief.
"I did say I was going to return the favor didn't I." Harry smiled as he slid a finger from his right hand into her snatch to tease it for a bit.
"YES!!!" Tracey moaned out. This was already incredible and now he was going to eat her out. She didn't think this could be a more amazing first time.
Harry teased her for a bit with that finger before pulling out again, "Now for the fun stuff." Harry smiled as he grabbed her legs and lifted them into the air as he stuck his face in.
"Oh Merlin this is going to be GOOOD!!!" Tracey screamed as his tongue slid in.
Harry slowly slid around Tracey's pussy pulling away for a second to kiss her clit a move that caused her to scream out once more, "You okay there Tracey." Harry replied.
"I'm incredible and I don't think there's anything short of your cock that could top this." Tracey screamed.
Harry smiled as he slid his tongue into her snatch, "What about this" Harry said using his secret weapon, Parseltongue.
"KYAAA!!!" Tracey screamed as a powerful orgasm was practically ripped from her body as she barely stayed upright
"So. What do you think." Harry smiled as he backed away.
"Unbelievable. You're a parselmouth." Tracey gasped.
"I am. I discovered it when I was younger and it's not only useful for talking to snakes as you've found out."
"No kidding. No wonder most people think parselmouth's are evil." Tracey panted.
"Of course now that we've each had our fun it's time for the main event." Harry smiled as he lined his cock up with her soaked entrance.
"Let me have it Harry. I know it's my first time, but I want to see what you can really do."
"We'll see." Harry smiled as he slid into Tracey slowly, so he didn't overwhelm her. He learned from Lavender that if he went all out, it would end badly for his partner.
"AHHHH!!!" Tracey screamed as her virginity was taken at last. She thought his cock was big before but feeling it fill her up was a different matter.
Harry smiled as he put his hands on her hips, "You okay.." Harry asked hoping he didn't overdo it again.
"I'm going to need a minute." Tracey admitted..
"That' s fine. I can do this in the meantime." Harry smiled as he starting licking her breasts again causing Tracey's body to writhe in pleasure.
Tracey couldn't believe it. Just by sticking it in and licking her breasts, he had her on the verge of a second orgasm. "Harry!" Tracey shouted.
"You okay." Harry frowned.
"I'm better than okay. You'd better start moving because I can barely contain myself." Tracey shouted.
"As you wish" Harry smiled, and he started moving inside Tracey at last. He went slowly because he wanted to enjoy this and having another girl faint would be annoying.
"AHH! AHH! YES! YES!" Tracey screamed as he pounded her pussy. She loved this feeling but wanted more and wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him deeper into her twat.
Harry had to admit that this was far better than he could've imagined. Despite her being a virgin he could feel her walls practically wrapping around his cock and he could easily move inside "Damn. It's like you've completely accepted me already." Harry grunted as he pounded her some more..
"I feel so good that it's unfair Harry! It's like… It's like my pussy was made for you!' Tracey shouted with pleasure. Her mom said that Davis woman have incredible instincts when it comes to sex, and she was right. Her walls practically wrapped themselves around Harry's cock like a glove."
"Well let's give it what it deserves.' Harry smiled pushing in all the way breaking through her womb at last.
"YESS!!!" Tracey screamed as her second orgasm arrived.
"That's 2 goals for me." Harry teased..
"No more Quidditch puns! Just make me scream your name and then cum inside me Harry!" Tracey shouted. This was nothing like using a wand and she knew that no other guy could ever dream of making her feel like this..
"That can be arranged." Harry smiled as he started moving even faster!.
"FUCK! FUCK! This feels great! I can't take it." Tracey screamed out. Even though number 2 was a few minutes ago, Orgasm number 3 was coming with a flurry. Harry said on a few occasions he could easily handle her Lyra and Malfoy. He was proving that right now and then some.
"Well don't worry Tracey because I'm going to make the hat trick count." Harry said adding one more pun to the mix.
"No puns. Just cum inside me. Fill me with your seed Harry." Tracey said ready for him to cum inside her..
Harry had no problem with that and honestly he was getting close, so he picked up speed, "Get ready Tracey cause here it comes." Harry shouted.
"I'm going to cum soon too Harry. Let's do it together." Tracey shouted.
Harry kept thrusting knowing that the moment was coming, "Alright Tracey. Here. We. GO!" Harry roared and came inside her with a smile on his face.
"CUMMING!" Tracey screamed as her third orgasm ripped through her with Harry filling her to the brim. This was everything she could've asked for and more and the tryouts were the furthest thing from her mind.
Harry smiled as he pulled out not caring about his cum dripping on the floor, "So. Would you rather have done this or tryout for that team." Harry teased.
"This. Definitely This." Tracey answered.
'Good. Now rest up for a bit and then we can head back." Harry smiled.
"Umm. Can I clean you off first." Tracey asked cutely focusing on his cock dripping with their juices..
"Of course." Harry smiled.
Tracey got up from her spot on the desk and gave Harry a cleanup blowjob albeit a slow one due to her exhaustion. She knew he was far from done but he was willing to let that slide since she was out of it. If it was possible, Harry was proving to be even more amazing than she thought.
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Dinner found Harry sitting next to Tracey and everything was calm until an older student with brown hair approached them. He had a Ravenclaw tie from the looks of things, "Hey there Trace sorry to interrupt but I heard Slytherin team tryouts were today."
"You heard right Roger." Tracey smiled as she got up to embrace him.
"Care to introduce us Tracey." Blaise smiled.
Tracey looked slightly bashful but only slightly, "This is my cousin Roger Davies. His dad and my dad are brother's." Tracey answered
"I see." Blaise nodded.
"So. Is it safe to assume that I'll be facing off against you when the season starts." Roger wondered.
Tracey was about to reply when Marcus Flint walked over, "What are you doing over here Davies." Flint scowled.
"Talking to my cousin is all, Flint" Roger replied.
"So the rumor about the Davies family is true."
"Rumor?" Harry wondered.
"Yup Potter, you and Davis have a lot in common. Lord Davies's brother got in trouble for marrying a mudblood and got kicked out of the family. Shame because it was such a good pureblood family beforehand"
Tracey was furious but Harry put a hand on her leg to calm her down, "Nothing like airing dirty laundry huh Flint. Still, I was curious if my dear cousin made the team." Roger wondered.
"Nope. She wasn't good enough." Flint smiled. He wasn't the brightest bulb in the world but announcing that he wouldn't have women on the team was a monumentally dumb idea.
Roger cracked a smile, "Is that so. Well looks like I caught a break." Roger said happily.
"What are you talking about Davies." Flint scowled.
"Don't worry about it. See you later Tracey." Roger smiled before leaving. The way he walked back so happily was surprising to the group.
"Whatever." Flint scoffed before walking back.
"That was… strange." Julie frowned from her spot next to Hestia Carrow who was right next to Harry.
"Those poor idiots have no idea do they." Lyra frowned from her spot opposite Harry.
"Care to fill us in." Blaise asked curiously being next to Lyra and across from Tracey.
"Tracey's father along with his brother Wayne were known as England's great hope. The pair were the cogs of an England team that were favorites to win the Cup in 1978. Then a scandal rocked the team." Daphne answered next to Lyra.
"What happened." Harry wondered.
"The coach inexplicably decided to change captains and the new captain didn't put my father on the roster. My Uncle Wayne, Roger's father declined his spot on the roster in protest and despite being favorites to win the World Cup going in, the new team lost all three qualifiers. It was a huge deal at the time and the coach was fired a few weeks later." Tracey explained.
"Why do I get the sense that the new captain didn't earn his spot." Harry narrowed his eyes.
"Because you're smart. He Who Must Not Be Named came to power a few years later and one of his top lieutenants at the time was the very captain that I just mentioned." Lyra said calmly. "Putting the scandal aside, the point is that Tracey comes from a family of super star chasers and she's the latest in that line."
"Well that's their loss." Harry said happily.
Notes:• Sorry guys. No Harry as Slytherin Seeker this time. To be fair Harry would find their tactics deplorable so it's not a fit.
• Draco and Ron antagonizing each other is a minor aspect of this and just something fun for me.
• I went with the sexist route because if he goes for the Muggle route he technically can't let Harry tryout and Higgs wanted to prove his superiority. Plus that route enables me to set up the Tracey sex scene.
• Roger and Tracey being cousins is something I've seen a few people do and it's not a bad idea.
• I've received a few reviews over the years about people complaining about the Here. We. GO! that I do with my sex scenes. It's something I actually did as a pseudo signature because there are a lot of people who steal stories and copy them before posting on other sites. In a few cases even using Patreon to further hold people hostage. It's a slight way to prevent that from happening so get used to it.