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Unfortunately for every student within Hogwarts, a time would come in which one would be drowning underneath the increased workload and of course, incoming NEWTS.
And the Hero of Hogwarts, with all her experiences against Ashwinders, acromantulas, and squashing a Goblin Rebellion under her belt at the very least, was not exempt from following the others in cramming and outright stressing. All previous exams being child splay compared to the final tests in standardized schooling, the facts spilled from teachers' lips about how long their own exams were to be as they outright spat out questions that she was definitely sure she wasn't there for from earlier years, she was burdened with finally catching up to the rest on practicals.
And she was so tired, words swimming across the pages as her hand attempted to permanently ache from the notes, at least nobody was awake enough to tease when she was caught tripping over those camping around her Common Room, her dorm, and in the library too often from little sleep and resisting food comas in the few moments many experienced pretending to not worry in the Great Hall.
It was officially the longest she had sat at a desk without stretching her legs, not even during the double periods in class did anyone remain sitting perfectly still as she had been, hunched over donated notes and old textbooks. Excusing herself for the bathroom, earning a scrape across her knee from tripping over a sleeping Ominis that had been half-hidden behind a neglected shelf in the Library nearby, she left Sebastian to continue his attempts to cast the blasting curse with only his eyes at his papers and heaved a sigh of relief as the library doors went out of view.
Curtains on her poster bed ripped open by equally sleep-deprived dormmates at all hours as they asked for something or threw their recently used notes at her, the bathrooms were frequently used for breakdowns or motivational speeches in the mirror.
She had been waiting for this all week, scheduled and researched thoroughly.
With a completely free morning on Thursday for those taking double Charms and then Arthimacy with so many else still in classes elsewhere an hour before lunch, a majority of her Arthimacy class had been camped out in the Library or probably hiding in the crannies of their Common Room for silence, bathrooms left empty for her to finally not feel her mood be ruined by how savage she had to rip her hand out of pajamas or by sobbing in the next stall over.
Even though she hoped that this would be the ultimate pick-me-up, stress disappearing as she felt refreshed, realistically she'd probably be slumped over the toilet for a surprise nap afterward like her name was Leander.
Sluggishly grasping at the door handle as she rubbed at her blearily eyes still adjusting in the dark dungeon, the door with its outline swung shut behind her. Nobody would go this far, at least.
Choosing the stall second from last and knocking the seat down to sit perfectly, her head awkwardly laying back onto the back of the clump of ceramic, there was no teasing build up as she merely popped a finger into her mouth, legs spreading as she went down the waistband of her tight pants and bloomers to rub slow small circles on her poor neglected clit.
Too exhausted to even check the sizing of her clothes that morning in the mess that made up her dresser, these ones were too tight and she wiggled helplessly to push them down further.
Usual fire dulled by her tiredness but she could feel the tension leaving her shoulders as time went on, soft sighs as her fingers brushed against her hole in their long strokes, her need growing finally without being ruined and she only could just find the energy to fantasize about her favorite two oblivious darlings and best friends. Terrorized by their closeness and easily distracted by their nature, she was tired and confident enough to not have her ears prickled for footsteps or for the whooshing of a troublesome poltergeist, their names about to slip from her mouth as the bathroom door opened.
"She probably went to go nap in her own bed after using the restroom, Ominis. Stop being such a grump," Sebastian's voice echoed off the tiles, tap water running as he immediately went to the sink and splashed water on his own sleepy face.
Freezing completely in the stall, her body unfortunately responding as her mind attempted to go wild at what would happen if she was found, she held her breath as the blond Slytherin sighed in aggravation and she watched hypnotized, his shadow pacing back and forth along the stalls. Silently panicking and her skin outright feeling on fire for the proximity with her hand buried between her legs, the realization had her stifling a groan.
She was so tired that she walked right into the boys bathroom.
"She could have at least said something to me."
"Said sorry, didn't she?"
"That's not what I meant and you know it," the Ominis sniffed indignantly, Sebastian huffing a sigh of his own. She could picture him perfectly rolling his eyes, half a smirk stretched across his face as he debated causing trouble.
"Either way, I don't believe you've ever been so unlucky in your life. I had to sit on the other side of the table, else I'd have been staring at her legs all morning. You could've had a perfect view pretending to nap from your little hiding spot if you could see."
"What do you mean?" Suspicious and pausing in his pacing, his curiosity had been piqued and both parties could hear Sebastian's grin alone.
"Must've been her old uniform from fifth year, because her pants were almost skin tight. I could see the outline of her little bloomers when she'd go to the bookshelves," he crowed, the sound of him being slapped never coming when he typically revealed his lecherous side to her surprise. "I wish you could have seen it too, she has really filled out."
Holding her breath as she awaited for at least a lecture, it never came. Instead, Ominis hummed thoughtfully, his voice quiet as though they were whispering conspiracies. "Describe it to me?"
And it felt as though ice cubes were sliding down her shirt in her shock, her veins electrified. Slightly humiliated from being spoken of in such a manner by her dearest friends and very much turned on by what will be their true thoughts, some sort of barrier between her and the two for what she assumed was simply for being opposite genders was in fact between from their lust, the hitch at the end of the Gaunt's question being followed by a deep chuckle from Sebastian.
"She's all woman, Ominis. Her calves are so shapely that I'm not sure if they'd be firm or soft from all her running around, but her thighs? Oh merlin, her thighs. They're properly thick and look so soft. She was bouncing her leg at one point and all I could think of was if either of us could imitate that pace without her screaming, and how they'd look covered in little marks."
She could hear the pure lust in his voice, the blind friend letting out a little strangle from the back of his throat as he returned to his pacing.
"Do you want me to hide your wand this weekend? I can pretend to be busy so she'll escort you around for some last-minute errands you forgot about, and maybe you can accidentally sit too close to her, search for the table at the Three Broomsticks and accidentally grab her thigh?" The sputtered strangle was much louder this time, Sebastian chuckling and relishing in the flushed appearance of his dormmate and friend, who was still struggling to find a response as he leaned against the sink with his arms crossed. "Unlike you, I can see how much you want it."
"And what, I suppose you're completely unaffected?" Sarcastic yet ignored like usual.
"Not at all. Anything to do with her, I'm struggling to hide my hard-on from everyone. Maybe I should live in my cloak like you do, or maybe we should start putting an effort in hiding them in her."
"Sebastian, we agreed - "
"Yes yes, I know. Still going to steal your wand now."
"Don't you dare, I will hex you into next week! Where do you think you're going!?"
Chuckling even more as he walked past the blond to the stall at the end of the bathroom, she tensed once again. Hand over mouth tightly as her legs were lifted onto the seat and spread as far as possible, fingers eagerly attacking her hole and dying to know what they agreed on as she questioned just how many of their touches weren't so accidental over the years now, she lowered her legs back to the ground at his almost bitter sounding words.
"To take care of my problem, of course. Unlike you, I need a release after being teased all morning."
Her wand was pulled from her pocket before she knew it, carefully leaning to sit on the edge of the toilet to press it against the wooden divider.
Ever so curious and justifying it by the fact that he just planned for their friend to grope her, her clothes shuffling on the floor would tell Ominis that someone else was here and if she truly ducked to sneak a peek under the stall, there was the chance he would see her. After all, someone must have snuck a felix felicis into her veins with her current lucky streak.
Channeling her ancient magic, the talent second nature at this point for small tasks, burning a hole into the wood was easy as Sebastian busied himself with freeing himself and spitting on his hand several times, her immediately slapping a hand over it as Ominis made a noise of surprise.
"What is that smell?" He questioned, leaning against the stalls as Sebastian took a moment to sniff the air as well.
She could only silently curse herself, standing up quietly and pressing her body against her hand just in case. Luck clearly having run out too fast, jinxing herself, she hadn't even seen a glimpse of anything besides the wallpaper.
"Oh, somebody just made a glory hole," Sebastian almost cheered, his fingers tapping against her palm. The excitement was clear in his voice as he shuffled around in his stall to stand next to it properly, the blond Slytherin only cocking his head and questioning what it was. "Hm? Oh - uh, it is a.. hole, where - okay look, don't judge me. I've been to one in the Hogs Head before, alright? Typically in the bathroom, someone puts a hole in the stall and.. a man inserts themselves for pleasure. You never even know who is on the other side!"
His words only sent a panicking jolt down to her loins, her free hand sliding back into her pants playing with her slit entirely as she listened and silently debated it, just as Ominis's breath hitched. "Are you certain you don't know," he asked lowly, and normally as an expert of all things about the two young men on the outside of her stall, she could recognize the dripping suspicion and pure distrust.
But there was something else entirely in his tone at the familiar red blinking of his wand through the cracks that had her irked.
Despite his uncomfortableness though, something had replaced Sebastian's fingers in pushing against her hand. Something with a blunt head and a touch wet on its tip that had her rubbing her legs together in nerves, heartbeat in her ears as her mouth felt too wet and dry all at once.
"Completely. Unless they want to let you know. So stranger, would you be okay with giving me a little lick?"
"Sebastian!"
"I know exams are getting to you too, so just one little lick.. and then you can press yourself up against the wall."
"Goodness me, will you take a second and - "
"A-Ah.." Silenced by Sebastian's gasp, Ominis froze in place as she softly licked at the brunet's weeping tip. Slowly with soft smacks as she tried to compare the taste, the more focus she gave to his soft tip, the more her cunt cried out from neglect. Convinced by his filthy mouth that sounded so needy and desperate, she had agreed that it would be just one little lick.
And then it was another.
And another.
Suddenly her lips were wrapped around his cock's head, her arse back half on the toilet as she tried to keep her feet on her side of the stall, listening to the soft sounds coming from his throat as his hands found the top of the divider. Wood creaking under his grip, his hips naturally bucked against it in an attempt to push more into her mouth, the barrier holding him back as he moaned pitifully for more.
"Is she..." the blond couldn't even finish his words once more, his wand unlocking Sebastian's stall to wave over the small space in fascination.
"Y-Yes, doing such a good job too," the brunet cooed, his words slurring as he could feel his stress ease away. "C'mon, you think you can take a little more, darling? Or are you going to press your pretty little hole to the wall for me to fuck now? Final year is so stressful, I want - want to make you feel good, too. S'good, when I stretch you out with my f-fat cock. You'll cum for me, won't you?"
Taking a deep shuttering breath around his length as she ground against her hand, face burning, she decided right then that he at least wouldn't leave until he couldn't say anything filthy anymore.
"Such a good little thing, aren't you?" He moaned when she began to slowly bob her head, taking her time with a swipe of her tongue over the tip each time she drew back and when her mouth was filled again, going a little further than before. "Fuck, I - I really needed this.. thank you, thank you! That's it, take it all baby - "
And with a sudden yelp, he was pulled out of her mouth, a scuffle on the other side of the divider with half jabs and choked laughs until finally, something was pushed through the hole once more. This time instead of a tanned and very thick cock, this one was pale and longer with a bright pink head. Head weeping faster and twitching with need, she understood perfectly.
"Please," Ominis whispered so pitifully, a thunk following as he planted his head against the divider. "I need you."
He whimpered at every touch, his hips responding instinctively each time she pulled back to breathe, Sebastian watching with half-lidded eyes as he patiently waited for his turn again, amused at the way his friend was falling apart for something so improper, and a stranger of all things.
"They're good at it, aren't they?" He'd tease. "Remember to thank them, Ominis."
Face flushed a bright red as his hands painfully gripped at the edge of the divider as the brunet did before with the occasional choke from the one on their knees, his moans echoed loudly off the wallpaper and tiles. Unable to form a coherent thought through the sensation as his mind clouded with want and need as she continued her slow experimenting, the same technique she used on the brunet picking up in speed as it came second nature, she ignored the soreness of her jaw and the dripping mess down her chin as the words finally formed on his lips. "Th-thank you, nnh.."
Clearly though, Sebastian must have come tired of only seeing half of the show as his offer came out rather loudly and in a tone thick with need after awhile. "Can you form a hole on the other side? Please?"
And she slid her mouth down around Ominis as much as she could without coughing, her tongue rubbing the underside of his cock as she debated his words, the blond rocking as she paused.
The stalls were small enough for her to be full of both of them, and considering it was too late to back out of them at least finishing - would she really be okay fulfilling her fantasy of both at the same time? Unknowing of her identity or even gender still though Ominis correctly guessed, walls preventing them from grabbing her hair or hips, she was having trouble thinking either way from the pale cock in her mouth and her legs being painted with her own slick.
"Please, I promise I'll cum wherever you want."
She was pressing her wand against the other side of the stall before she even knew what she was doing, too many emotions being tapped at his tone and words, listening to Sebastian almost run to the open stall and slamming the door shut as Ominis whimpered from her missing mouth, or perhaps the idea as well.
Nearly flinging her shoes off and ripping away her pants to sit on the toilet seat, all her doubt and insecurity disappeared at the sight of their hands tightly gripping the dividers above her head, cocks pushed through the hole, and still wet with her own spit.
But Sebastian was thick, much thicker than her fingers and though she was dripping wet, she decided she was still in enough control to do whatever she wanted.
Pushing her cunt against Ominis's length as he let out strangled moans at the sensation, she allowed the head of his dick to slide between her folds sloppily as she bent over and set her hands around Sebastian's hole, tongue lapping up the gathering juice as they let half begs fall from their lips, chills crawling along her skin each time the wood creaked under their grip, each time the blond brushed over her needy hole and he swore, Sallow begging for something more than little licks.
Switching holes over what sounded like a sniffle and parseltongue from the needy Gaunt, she allowed him to thrust into her hand as she took steadying breaths, Sebastian pushing against her swollen entrance. "Fuuck, you have such a perfect pussy, darling. It feels so, so good.." he moaned almost happily and she quickly swallowed Ominis's length to turn her own moan into a choke. Ever so slowly she impaled herself onto him, wincing at the foreign feeling of feeling absolutely stretched.
"She's so wet, Ominis," he panted when she was pressed flat against the wall, mouth only able to wrap around the head of the blond's cock. "She needs us just as much as we needed her."
"Y-Yeah?"
"Merlin yes! Either that.. or she was made for glory holes," breathlessly chuckling, she didn't think she could feel any warmer yet his words still brought a rise out of her regardless. Clenching around him and revealing how much she liked his filthy mouth, she slowly slid off of him and onto Ominis as he groaned in surprise. "Don't worry darling, we can do this as much you need. We can be back every week, every day, using you."
Ominis's soft snort caught Sebastian's attention, breath otherwise shaky. "What makes you think somebody would return to be stuffed full of you every week?"
"You're right," he nearly slurred, her mouth once more emptying of Ominis as she backed up faster than before to his surprise. "This good girl will be back every day for my cock, won't you?"
It was easy to find a pace, rocking back and forth between the two as they attempted to remain still. Listening to the filth that poured out of Sebastian's mouth as Ominis praised her, their banter almost covering up the wet noises and her chokes as she swayed too far forward onto the long monstrosity that the blond had been hiding beneath his cloak for so long. Chasing her own orgasm was difficult, her fingers hitting the wall roughly with the needy blond only encouraging her to keep trying as the damned brunet teased her about it, feeling the way she clamped down at their words and at each failed attempt.
It hurt each time she took too much of Ominis too suddenly and each time her arse hit the wall behind her roughly, eyes memorizing the divider and the base of one of her best friend's cocks, nothing on her mind besides wondering if it was a fevered dream and the overwhelming feeling of being too full, questions of if she could ever stop doing this for them being answered each time they made a little noise or said something through strained lips.
No, I need them, I need this.
She could tell Sebastian was getting closer, the way his hips instinctively tried to meet her sliding back onto him, sentences falling apart into shuttering breaths and soft noises, Ominis stepping back just a moment to let her focus on making his best friend cum.
"Need to - m'so close, fuck. Where d'you want it, darling?" He strained to get out, voice deep and almost feral as the wood creaked underneath his thrusts meeting her. "Please, oh gods, please tell me," he begged and she completely released Ominis entirely to cover her mouth, hoping he'd understand as she couldn't stop moving just for him.
Never needing anything more in her life, the burning in her arms and legs didn't matter. Chasing after the ultimate feeling of being theirs, all thoughts were out the window. Remaining quiet as possible out of habit, hundreds of plans being laid out in which they could repeat this again, she could feel his cock violently twitching within her, him planting himself firmly against everything as something hot flooded her core.
Pushing back against the divider completely and feeling her limbs ache and shake, she let her tear-filled eyes close and enjoy it. Wishing that she could have seen it all at least, his face twisted in pleasure as he came with a shout, to know what he wished to say - her name maybe? - he only coughed to cover it up. Listening to him thank her once more, she opened her eyes to see Ominis's own hardness still eagerly waiting.
"You are such a good girl, darling. Taking every drop, you must have read my mind. But, thank you, truly." Sliding out as exhaustion took hold of them both, she fell to her knees properly and was proud of wrapping her lips around the blond again out of habit when Sebastian spoke once more, still so much out of breath but always the chatterbox. "Are you ready, dear friend? I don't believe you'd have to hold back, she seems to really enjoy being treated roughly."
"O-Oh shut up," he told him breathlessly, then to her. "Stop sucking and - come on. I know you must be exhausted, so just press yourself against the hole and I shall do everything, okay?"
Out of defiance or just exhaustion settling in once more as adrenaline faded at the fact that she had half of everything she wanted despite not finishing yet, she followed his directions slowly. Not bothering with pressing her arms against the wall again, she whispered like a mouse the simple sticking charm on her arse and tried not to call out as he slid in the mess that Sebastian left behind easily. While not as thick but much longer, there was a slight discomfort as he filled her much differently.
Reaching depths inside that had her shivering, "Hsssah.." slipped from his mouth and she tried to resist another shiver down her spine, the cursed parseltongue that always had her hot and bothered truly coming out naturally. Unlike Sebastian when she was fully impaled who was surprisingly patient, Ominis had been completely teased listening to the lewd noises of her overly wet slick and the brunet's filthy words, cock half neglected compared to its earlier treatment with her tongue uselessly trying to make up for it. So with her wand suddenly between her teeth, fingers digging into the wood with nothing to distract her or him, she could feel her eyes gathering tears at the risk of finally being found out while Sebastian spoke up once more.
"You going to take all his cum, too?" He whispered and all she wanted to do was tell him to shut up. "He really needs this, a good little slut to take care of all his needs, don't you, Ominis?"
"Shut up," was all he received in return, breathlessly yet still so full of embarrassment and demanding all at once. But the brunet never listened, remaining in his stall as he sat on the floor.
"You know he's the Ominis Gaunt, right? The blind Slytherin, so he won't be able to tell who you are if you wish to invite him into your stall," said so carefully and almost casually, a soft whine ripped through her throat as said blond quickly ripped himself away from the glory hole.
Of course it'd be the brunet who would suggest a thing, not that she knew what a glory hole was until he explained it, but nonetheless. There must be a list of unspoken rules to be polite, right?
Would he know though, to figure her out? Would he touch her body and recognize the curves even without her clothes, or would he realize it later during one of their apparent plots in feeling her up? Mind foggy as his eyes as she remained stuck to the hole, Sebastian finally shut up long enough for Ominis's voice to pierce her thoughts.
"Knock once for no, twice for yes. Obviously, you don't have to if you aren't uncomfortable with it, no matter what." Spoken so softly but still so needy, her silence left him continuing on in an attempt to convince her, the sound of him pumping his soaked cock filling the bathroom otherwise. "I'll leave my wand on the floor, so nothing will reveal yourself to me? After I cast a silencio, I mean, I swear on my honor that I'll release it as soon as -"
Knock knock
Blood rushing to her head as she felt cold, as though impending doom was coming as she dispersed the sticky charm on her arse listening to his footsteps, a shuttering breath being the last noise as his wand was pointed above the stalls, her sigh of relief feeling strange with no sound made. Deciding to bend over the toilet this time to limit where he'd touch her and figure her out, she still jumped when he finally bumped into her.
Hands reaching out to explore her exposed skin, her blouse still on at least, he kept his hands away from her covered areas, his cock rubbing gently against her arse. Gentler than she would have expected at the hints of him preferring to be rough, it was Sebastian that scoffed. "Come on, Ominis. Just fuck her already, you're probably killing her."
Almost miserably, he sighed, his fingers quickly finding the source of her sopping wet lower half, pushing the mess back to where it came from for a moment until finally, the blunt head of his cock was impaling her slowly again.
Pushing into her until her head was bumping the actual wall, his knees against the closed toilet bowl, she clawed at the wall as he was unforgiving. Beautiful hands digging into her hips with a tight grip that sent gooseflesh across her body, all of his patience gone. Screaming with no sound as her face was pressed into the wall else she'd slam against it constantly, each of his punishing thrusts landing with loud smacks followed by gasps for air. Sebastian's earlier words replayed in her head, the humiliation of him being absolutely right leaving her clenching around Ominis, hurriedly reaching down to play with her own clit.
"She was bouncing her leg at one point and all I could think of was if either of us could imitate that pace without her screaming.."
He paused when he realized it, a hand releasing her to rub her back for a moment, catching his breath and remembering to speak English before he returned to taking her apart. "Sebastian was right, you are such a good girl for us, aren't you?"
"Told you so."
Not even bothering to grace the brunet with a response, his hand returned to marking her hips with his nails, time didn't feel like it existed as he returned to making his own mark on her. Already having felt ruined by their friendship, nothing ever feeling the same compared to others for her feelings, she didn't know how else to be theirs and have it be known now without revealing this moment to them later.
Afraid to look behind her even as her stomach tightened, eyesight going blurry with stars, Ominis announcing for her that she was finishing as her hands smacked at the wall, unable to scream how much she loved them for what they've done to her, promises to forever be good for them unheard of as unlike Sebastian, he actively pumped her full of his own seed. Hands clawing into her sides, a mix of parseltongue and english coming out in incomprehensible stutters and loud moans, she nearly fell over when his grip slackened.
"Gods, thank you, thank you so much for that," he slurred, exhaustion and pleasure still thick in his voice, back hitting the stall door as his manhood was put away. "Is there anything I can do -"
"C'mon Ominis, release the spell." Thanking her lucky stars, hearing the brunet shuffle in the stall beside them and make himself known again, so quiet to let his dear friend finish just as he had earlier. Soft but forced jokes about proper glory hole etiquette to fill the silence and to politely shame the other into not pressing boundaries, she felt pretty sure most people didn't go on the other side of a glory hole, but nonetheless.
Watching the blond practically be pulled out of the stall by one hand after a tanned arm wildly released the silencio, her eyes only focused on their shoes at least as he searched for confirmation that she was okay, she waited until the bathroom door was shut before blowing a heavy sigh, an almost drunken tired smirk.
Despite her exhaustion and the warm weather outside, the tiles were cold and gross enough to keep her awake. Feeling so full and empty all at once, she waited until their footsteps faded away before redressing, plans in mind to go hide in her actual dorm and skip lunch. To process and think it all through, to find the strength to look them in the eyes again without blurting out her demand for more with nothing between them next time, it was better than she would have expected.
An orgasm by her hand or having one fucked out of her anonymously by the two she craved most?
The latter, now and forever.
She remained there, unable to entertain the thought of visiting the restroom without aching in embarrassment at her mistake of walking into the boys bathroom, no matter how much of a happy ending it had, laying on her side and focused for too long on the feeling of their seed still attempting to flood her bloomers each time she moved, slowly falling asleep.
At least until she awoke once more, a flood of enchanted origami entering the room as one of her dormmates returned after their first afternoon class to allow them in, bombarding her with the notes of the two Slytherin's wondering where she was, plans to meet up in the kitchen for a snack after the class she just missed.
"Sorry, I slept right through lunch and Potions," not even faking the yawn as she plopped on the other side of the table from them in the kitchens, Transfiguration was in twenty minutes. Fighting down the blush as she made eye contact with Sebastian, Ominis's head was lowered toward the table. Both looking more awake and relaxed than ever, gooseflesh broke out knowing why. "Your little spell nearly knocked me off the bed, you bastards!"
Tearing into the roast beef sandwich left for her and swiping some carrots off the kind platter the House elves had created with their favorites, it was easy to pretend as though she wasn't just double-teamed in the boys bathroom two hours before, that her legs and jaw weren't still sore. That she wasn't sitting there, bloomers still a mess from what they spilled into her, her rushing to meet them.
At least it was until Sebastian got up to politely return an empty plate to the house elves that Ominis properly turned towards her.
"Why is it that you always try to lie to me?"
"What? When did I -"
"Did you fall asleep before making the hole or after?"