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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Dennis_Creevey/Original_Character(s)
  Character:
      Espen_Aiden_Norum, Dennis_Creevey, Colin_Creevey, Nathan_Radford,
      Benjamin_Warbeck, Nigel_Wolpert, Jimmy_Peaks
  Additional Tags:
      Oral_Sex, Masturbation, Underage_-_Freeform, Hogwarts, Harry_Potter_and
      the_Goblet_of_Fire, Romance, Friendship
  Series:
      Part 1 of The_Espen_Norum_Chronicles
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-05-23 Chapters: 12/12 Words: 35696
****** The Espen Norum Chronicles: Year One ******
by Rainingsparrows
Summary
     The story follows Espen Norum during his years at Hogwarts School of
     Witchcraft and Wizardry. Year One takes place during the Goblet of
     Fire book, and everything that happens to Harry and his friends,
     still happens here, only to Espen and Dennis, it's going on in the
     background as their story unfolds.
     This is going to be a Four part series, ending with book seven and
     the events that takes place there. There is still a long way to go
     before I get there, but it's good to have a goal...
***** I'm Dennis, Dennis Creevey *****
“Hurry! Get on the train before it leaves! Write as often as you can and tell
me about your days, OK?”
“Yeees mom, I'll write you tomorrow to tell you about which house I got in and-
PLEASE DON'T! People are watching!” Espen cried out protest as his mom planted
a big kiss on his cheeks before giving him a big hug.
“Be safe and behave, you hear me! I don't want to get any letters from the
school telling me you've given someone potatoes for ears. Now get on the
train.” she said as she guided him on board. Espen smiled to his mom and tried
not to notice her tears before hopping onto the train dragging his giant
suitcase after him in one hand and carrying the cage of his Owl, Hugo in the
other. Moments after he was on board the train, it started moving and he could
see his mom standing there all alone. He looked around on the other parents
standing around her, all in pairs and waving to their children as they rolled
past.
Madeleine Ambroise, was a pure-blood witch and had attended Beauxbatons in her
youth. After graduation she visited other countries with her friends. It was at
their visit to Norway to learn about the Norwegian troll tribes, that she had
met Esbjørn Norum. He was a muggle and was clueless to magic. But she fell in
love with him the moment she laid eyes on him. Her other pure-blood friends
didn't approve of her love for a muggle, so Madeleine decided to leave her so
called friends and stay in the Norwegian village with Esbjørn, who had grown
fond of her as well. During those summer months they got as close as two people
can be and they conceived a child together, but their love wasn't destined to
last. As most of the Norwegian villages, fishing was one of the most important
incomes of food there, and Esbjørn was a fisherman by tradition. He had
ventured out to sea with three other men and never returned. The sea had
claimed them as it had many other brave men and women. Devastated and
heartbroken she went Paris to resume the life she had left behind while being
with Esbjørn. Months later she gave birth to a healthy baby boy and named him
Espen Aidan Norum, to honor the man she had fallen hopelessly in love with in a
small village in Norway. She later applied for an internship in the Ministry of
Magics department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, in
England.
Espen had grown up with the knowledge of his parent’s history and his dad’s
death at sea. His mom never found another man to love, and Espen grew up
without a father. The day Espen's letter from Hogwarts arrived months earlier,
his mom was overjoyed. They set out to Diagon Alley days later to pick up books
and other school stuff, but most importantly a wand! Espen had tried seven
wands before finding the one for him. It was made of oak, 11 inches long with a
hair from a Unicorn in its core. Mr. Olivander was very happy with Espen when
he shot a stream of gold and silver sparks from it as he touched it. After that
he went to Madame Malkin's Robes for all Occasions to get his school uniform
and robes. His mom hadn't even opened her mouth before Espen was swept away by
Madame Malkin and put up on stool so she could measure him. Espen hated clothes
shopping and started to look around the store instead while the women talked.
To his left was an old mirror that reflected his thin figure. Brushing some
stray dark brown strands of hair out of his green-blue eyes, he looked at his
pale, skinny body as his mind had begun to wander into dark thoughts. He
thought about how he had grown up without a dad and living alone with his
mother as the rest of the family had pretty much disowned her for daring to
have a child with a muggle and to bring this child home. Just months before he
had been attending a school for muggle kids since his mom worked full-time in
the Ministry of Magic. There he had learned to read and write and all the basic
skills, other than magic, needed to attend Hogwarts. Espen had never made any
real friends there, and was known as the quiet boy that never attended sports
or never spoke up in class, but still managed to get top grades.
Now he stood inside the train watching his mom fading into the distance from
the window. He could finally go to a school where he could tell others about
Quidditch and talk about magic! He smiled as he dried a tear from the corner of
his eye, straightened his muggle jacked and ventured into the corridor to find
a place to sit. As it happened, most carts were full of kids, some more than
others. At the end of the train he found an empty compartment to sit in. Just
as he was trying to get his suitcase up onto the luggage rack, he misstepped
and the suitcase fell back onto him. As he fell he could hear someone yell out
and open the door to the compartment. He heard someone talk to him, but his
head hurt so much he didn't get anything of what the voice had said. All he
could do was to try to sit back up. He felt a small pair of hands wrap around
his arm to helped him stand up. As his head cleared and the stars faded away,
Espen finally got a look at who had helped him. It was a boy, with mousy hair
and brown eyes and a worried look on his face.
“Colin! Come and help!” he shouted out as another boy with the same mouse hair,
probably a few years older came in and helped Espen stand back up.
“Are you alright?” the youngest boy asked while he held Espen standing up
straight.
“I'm f-fine... The suitcase was a li-little heavier than I had thought.” Espen
said as he held his free hand to his head where the suitcase had hit him. The
older boy picked up Espen suitcase and put it up on the rack next to his Hugo's
cage.
“Are you sure? Looks like you took a bad hit to your head!” the youngest said
as he examined Espen’s head.
“I said I'm fine! Now, can you give me my arm back?” Espen asked at the boy,
but the moment the he let go of Espen’s arm, the room began to spin and he fell
down on his back again. Now both of the boys helped him stand up and got him to
a seat before they both sat down still with worried looks on their faces.
“Colin? You coming? We found Evan and the others just two compartments away.”
another boy had popped his head into the compartment looking for the oldest of
the boys.
“I'll be right there. You want to join us Dennis? I heard Evan got some really
cool stuff from his dad this summer.” the boy named Colin asked the younger
boy, but he just shook his had and quickly nodded towards Espen and gave the
other boy a look that clearly said “I want to make sure he is alright first”.
Colin shrugged, looked one last time at Espen then went out of the cabin and
closed the door behind him. Now it was only Espen and the other boy there.
Still with his hand on his head, Espen now looked more closely at the boy on
the seat opposite him. He concluded that the boy had to be as old as him, at
least not any older by the look of his skinny arms and legs and his light
build. His mouse-brown hair was short, but was clearly curled. He had a few
freckles on his nose and his brown eyes now stared straight at him.
“Soooo.... What's your name? I'm Dennis, Dennis Creevey” he said and put out
his hand as to give a handshake. Espen took it and shook it before saying his
name.
“I'm Espen, Espen Norum.”
“That's a funny name.” Dennis said smiling nervously at Espen. “Where is it
from?”
“It's Norwegian,” Espen replied tired of this question, as it had been asked to
him at least a hundred times over his eleven years. “My dad was Norwegian, but
he died before I was born so my mom wanted to name me after him.” Dennis got a
deep red color in his face, obviously embarrassed, especially now that he knew
the answer to the question. He gave Espen an apologizing look before saying
anything again.
“I'm so sorry... My mom died too, when I was little. It's just me, my brother
and my dad. My dad is a milkman and-”
“Milkman? Is he a mug... I mean, isn't he a wizard?”
“No, we had never heard of this place before my brother got the letter from
Hogwarts two years ago. And this year I got in as well! My dad could hardly
believe it when my letter arrived, but he worries a lot though.” Dennis said
with a serious look on his face. “The year my brother Colin started at Hogwarts
he got petrified, by a basilisk!”
“No way!” Espen burst out. He had heard about the basilisk from two years
before and the Chamber of Secrets being re-opened. With his mother working in
the Ministry, she had told him about it.
“It's true! He was going to visit Harry Potter at the infir-”
“He knows Harry Potter?!” Espen almost fell out of his seat this time. He had
grown up with stories of 'The Boy Who Lived'. His mom had told Espen all about
him the year he had started at Hogwarts as it had been plenty about him in the
Daily Prophet at the time.
“He does! Here, look.” Dennis took out a black&white photo from his jacket. It
was a picture of two, no, three people. One of them was a younger version of
Colin, looking as happy as can be. Standing beside him was a tall man with what
looked like blonde hair, but with the black&white coloring made is hard to
decide, with a wide smile who tried to pull a third one into the picture with
little success. After a little while the man gave up and posed for the picture
with Colin.
“Isn't it cool?” Dennis said with awe as he looked on the picture. “Dennis sent
us tons of these kind of pictures from his first year. My dad thought it had to
be something wrong with his eyes when the pictures moved!” he laughed as just
the idea of this was ridiculous. To Espen, this was nothing new as his mom was
a witch, their house was full of paintings and photos that moved. Espen’s
favorite poster was from his favorite Quidditch team, the Falmouth Falcons, and
they all flied around the poster throwing the Quaffle to each other while
smiling to whoever looked on them.
“Are you sure that's Harry Potter? It just looks like his arm... Or is it his
arm?”
“I have more!” Dennis said excitingly as he pulled out five-six more photos out
to show him. One of them was of a black haired boy lying on the ground
squirming in pain with a broomstick next to him. As he looked closely he could
clearly see the scar, a lightning-bolt!
“Did Colin take all of these?” Espen asked as he noticed his mouth was open in
awe and quickly decided to closed it. All the pictures had Harry Potter in
them, more or less anyway, some of him flying and some what looked like sneak
pictures of him in halls and eating.
“It was the last picture we got from Colin his first year as he got petrified
later that same night...” he pointed on the one with Harry Potter on the ground
squirming. Dennis looked down on his shoes. “He got these developed before he
went out that night, trying to sneak up to the infirmary to see Harry Potter as
he was injured, but he never made it up. He met the basilisk in the hallway and
tried to take a picture of it with his camera but the film got burned and he
got petrified. But it could had been worse!” he said quickly when he noticed
the look on Espen’s face. “If Colin hadn't tried taking that picture he would
have looked the basilisk in the eyes and died instead!”
A long silence followed this statement as Espen tried to take in all this
information.
“So what about your mother? Is she a witch then?” Dennis asked carefully, not
wanting to hurt Espen again.
“Yes she is. That whole side of the family are. I'm the only one in our family
history that's not of pure-blood.” They continued to talk about each other’s
families for a long time. Espen told Dennis the story of how his parents had
met and how her family had reacted to her being with child. Later Espen
explained how Quidditch worked and everything that had happened during the
world cup in the midst of summer. When the food trolley arrived, Espen bought
them a few Cauldron Cakes and Chocolate Frogs before they continued talking
about what they could expect during their first year at Hogwarts. The talk
never stopped and both talked so much that none of them noticed the heavy rain
outside the window and before they knew it, they were nearly at Hogsmeade
station. They quickly decided they should change into their uniform, Dennis had
to run out to his brother to get his before he could change into his. They
locked the door and pulled the curtains over the windows as they took off their
muggle clothes that they had worn to the station and put on their changed into
their uniform. Espen tried not to look too much at his new friend as he pulled
off one article of clothing after the other and then finally stood there only
wearing a pair of white boxer-briefs. His pulse skyrocketed when he noticed the
rather sizable lump that pushed out the fabric at Dennis' boxer-briefs. The
lump looked somewhat hard from this angle, but he decided to look away when he
felt a rush of blood going to his own privates and he turned his back at
Dennis. Espen took off his own clothes and put on his school uniform. He put on
the charcoal gray trousers and started to button up his plain white shirt
before he put on his jumper and tied his shoes. Espen put on his open cloak and
turned to look on his friend. He too had finished changing now and they both
they were just about to take down Espen’s suitcase when a voice echoed through
the train telling them to leave the luggage on the train, as it would be
brought up to the school later.
The train stopped and Espen and Dennis walked out and became soaking wet within
seconds. Dennis spotted his brother and tried to follow him but Colin stopped
him and looked on them both as he smiled at them and winked.
“You two can't come with me now, you have to go him.” he said and pointed at a
light from a lantern at the other end of the platform. It rained so heavy that
they could couldn't see the one holding the lantern, but they could hear him.
“First years! First years this way!” a deep voice called out and others around
them walked towards the voice. Espen and Dennis walked over there and both
Espen and Dennis' jaws dropped as they saw a mountain of a man greeting them.
The man was towering over even the tallest of the students. Espen thought he
had to be at least twice the size of a normal man, and three times as wide! He
had rugged black hair and beard and wore a thick moleskin overcoat. Despite his
scary outer look he had a warm smile they could even see through the beard.
“Everyone here? OK! Follow me everyone!” the giant shouted out and started
walking down a slope that led into the trees with the first-years following
suit. After a little while following the giant’s lantern, which was the only
thing they could see, they arrived at a lake. It was huge, black and it was
storming! On the shore there were lots of small boats that the giant now walked
towards. On the other side of the lake, on top of a hill they could see the
faint lights from what had to be Hogwarts castle. By the amount of lights, the
castle had to be enormous!
“A-are we going to use those to get over the lake?” Espen pointed at the small
boats. Espen had never liked water much and ever since he learned his dad had
drowned at sea he had never gotten on a boat if he could avoid it.
“Yes, they are safe enough. Just two and two in the boats please! We don't want
anyone falling out into the water tonight.” the giant replied as he took a
slightly larger boat for himself.
They all paired up, Dennis and Espen shared one and both looked slightly scared
at the thought of this tiny boat holding out in this stormy waters.
“Everyone ready? LET'S GO!” the giant shouted and the boats started moving by
themselves. At first it went pretty smooth but that soon changed. Around
halfway the waters started getting real bad! One huge wave crashed against
their boat and Dennis fell out into the water. Panicking Espen shouted to the
giant that Dennis had fallen over board. Students around him started screaming
and tried to see where he had gone. Espen was just about to jump into the water
to try to find Dennis, when Dennis suddenly came flying out! He crashed into
the boat again and from the spot he came up, Espen could in a fraction of a
second, see the tip of a dark tentacle slipping into the dark waters again.
“Are you alright? I thought you were a gonner for sure!” Espen asked relieved
he didn't have to jump into the dark water. Espen had learned how to swim at
the muggle school, but that was in a still pool. This was far deeper and far
colder than any pool Espen had been to.
“I'm fine... Something grabbed me and pushed me back in again. I don't know
what though. Did you see it?” Dennis asked shivering. The water must have been
really cold and Espen wrapped his arms around his friend.
“Umm... No, I didn't. I just saw you come flying back into the boat. Let me
warm you up. We're almost there now, I can see the shore.” Not far ahead, Espen
noticed a long dock. As soon as everyone were out of their boats and on the
safe docks, the giant rushed over to Dennis to check on him. He overheard then
took off his giant mole skin overcoat and wrapped Dennis in it and they then
started walking up a road up to the castle.
***** The Sorting *****
Chapter Two: The Sorting
Well inside the students were met by a tall, black haired woman with her hair
in a tight bun and wearing emerald green robes.
“The new first-years professor McGonagall.” The giant said
“I'll take it from here Hagrid,” she said in a serious tone and the giant,
Hagrid, nodded and left them there with the witch. McGonagall made a sign for
them to follow and started walking towards a small, empty chamber off the hall
where the first-years had to stand so tightly together that Espen's and Dennis'
hands touched for a second. They both looked nervously at the other. Espen
smiled calmly at Dennis, who in turn smiled back before professor McGonagall
started talking and their attention were drawn towards her.
“Welcome to Hogwarts.” she said before she explained how the different houses
at the school worked and how the sorting worked and the house rules. While she
talked Espen could hear the sound of hundreds of voices through the wall,
almost like a buzzing. She asked them to form a line and follow her though a
pair of double doors and into the Great Hall where Espen started to shiver from
a mix nerves and cold. The buzzing of voices he had heard earlier, were now
silent. The doors opened and the Espen got his first look at the Great Hall.
There were four long tables in there, each one full of students staring at them
as they walked past. What both thrilled and shocked Espen was the floating
candles that filled the room over the tables and once he looked up, it was hard
to not notice that the ceiling wasn’t just stone like he’d expect, but what
looked like the heavens outside! Even though there was no rain, the occasional
lightning flashed up there as the thunder roared outside. They were lead to a
table at the front of the other four where the staff were seated. Dennis looked
around and spotted his brother, gave him a double thumbs up and mouthed to him
“I fell in the lake” and smiled from ear to ear. Professor McGonagall placed a
three-legged stool in front of them and then placed an old, pointed wizard’s
hat on it. Everyone stared at the hat. For a moment, there were total silence
and then a tear opened wide like a mouth and the hat started to sing. It was a
short song about the founding the castle, the origins of the houses and his
role in the sorting. When the song ended, a thunderous applause followed as the
hat bowed to the four tables and then became still again. Espen looked over at
Dennis who looked shocked that a hat could sing, and then he smiled for himself
of his new friend’s first look of real magic, which was nothing like a few
black&white photos!
“When I call out your name you will put on the hat and sit on the stool. When
the hat announces your house, you will go and sit at the appropriate table,”
professor McGonagall said as she began to read from a long list of names.
“Ackarley, Stewart”. she said and the boy on Espens left walked up, put on the
hat and sat on the stool.
“Ravenclaw!” the hat shouted and Stewart Ackarley took off the hat and sat down
at the Ravenclaw table. Boy after boy and girl after girl were sorted into the
different houses and then it was Dennis' turn.
“Creevey, Dennis.” professor McGonagall said and looked up from the scroll.
Dennis staggered forward and stumbled a little in Hagrid's moleskin overcoat as
he walked to the stool, picked up the hat and put it on.
“Gryffindor!” the hat shouted and Espen had to smile of the look on Dennis'
face as he winked to Espen and then hurried over to the Gryffindor table and
sat beside his brother. Now without anyone to keep him calm, Espen felt sick
with nerves. Then after what seemed like hours to Espen, professor McGonagall
called out his own name.
“Norum, Espen.” the professor said and looked up from the scroll. All Espen
could do was walk over, grab the hat, put it on and sit down. As soon as he put
the hat on, he could hear a voice whispering into his ear.
“Hmmmm... You have a lot to prove for yourself and for others. But there is
courage in here as well, indeed there is courage... Then I believe it will have
to be... GRYFFINDOR!” the last word the hat shouted out to the Great Hall and
Espen now shaking, took the hat off and walked over to the Gryffindor table
which thundered with applause. As he sat down next to Dennis they both smiled
to each other and Dennis introduced him to his brother and then whispered into
Espen's ear.
“See that black haired boy over there? With the glasses? It's HIM!” he giggled.
Espen looked down the table and spotted him, Harry Potter. He was talking to a
red haired boy and didn't take any notice of them staring at him. As more new
Gryffindors joined them at the table and the line of first-years came to an end
professor McGonagall picked up the hat and the stool and carried them away. A
tall man stood up at the staffs table. He looked ancient with silver gray hair
and a beard so long that he held in place with his belt. He smiled as he looked
around at the students and held his arms wide in welcome.
“That's the Dumbledore, the headmaster!” Colin whispered to Dennis and Espen.
“I have only two words to say to you: Tuck in!” Dumbledore said with a deep
calming voice as suddenly the empty dishes filled with food. Dennis made a loud
“WOW!” and immediately started to pick a little of everything he could reach
and putting it on his plate. The food was delicious and Espen started up
conversation with the other first years that had been placed around him. He
noticed there were ghosts in the hall too. He had seen a ghost before, when he
was nine so he didn't even flinch but when he made Dennis aware of them, he got
pale and almost jumped out of his seat. After a while the food was replaced
with desserts. Espen who was rather full already managed to eat a portion of
everything before he sighed and leaned back. The rest of the desserts vanished
and Dumbledore stood up once again. He began to inform the students about the
new forbidden items and forbidden areas but then he said something that made
Espen yelp out in surprise.
“It is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter house Quidditch cup,
will not take place this year.” Espen looked around and saw the look of the
older students faces. A pair of red haired twins mouthes silently at
Dumbledore, unable to speak in shock. Dumbledore then continued:
“This is due to an event that will be starting in October and continuing out
the school year, taking up much of the teacher’s time and energy, but I am sure
you will all enjoy it immensely! I have great pleasure in announcing that this
year, at Hogwarts-”
The doors of the Great Hall banged open and a man came in, leaning on a long
staff and shrouded in a long traveling cloak. The man, now taking off his hood,
started walking up towards the teachers table with a dull clunk echoed at his
every other step. As he reached the table, he turned and shook Dumbledore's
hand and muttering something to him before sitting down on an empty seat on
Dumbledores right hand side. The man grabbed a plate of sausages and began to
eat. The man looked horrifying! His face was scared and it looked like a big
chunk of his nose was missing, but his eyes... They were what made Espen want
to look away. One of them was normal being small and dark while the other was
big, round as a coin and a vivid electric blue color and moved around
independently of the other eye, which was staring at the sausage he was eating.
Dumbledore spoke up again and began talking to the silent mass of students.
“May I introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, professor
Moody”. Only a few teachers applauded and they stopped quickly as the students
were still staring on Moody. Dumbledore continued speaking as if nothing out of
the ordinary had happened.
“As I was saying, we are to have the honor of hosting a very exciting event
over the coming months. An event which ha not been held for over a century. It
is my very great pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard tournament will be
taking place at Hogwarts this year.”
Espen immediately turned to Dennis and whispered into his ear.
“This year is going to be awesome!”
“What's the Tri-... What's it's name again?”
“The Triwizard tournament is a tournament against two other schools, I don't
remember which ones, but they have to go through three tests and one is left
standing as a winner. They stopped with it as too many of the school champions,
died!” Espen whispered quickly, not noticing anything of what the headmaster
said after this as he explained the tournament to the other students. But when
Dumbledore announced that there would be an age restriction this year, Espen
was disappointed. Not that he would have had a chance at all at winning, but
students all around him were in uproar, including Colin who began shouting at
Dumbledore. When Dumbledore explained that students below 6th and 7th year
wouldn't be able to cope with the tests, Espen nodded in understanding. He had
read about the cup summers before. The tasks the champions for the schools had
to go through was rather difficult and challenging, and with him being a first-
year, he didn't stand a chance anyway. After a little more information about
the cup, Dumbledore announced it was time for bed and students all around stood
up and started walking towards the doors. Espen and Dennis remained seated as
they were still talking about the tournament, when they heard a boy, maybe 16
call out 'Gryffindor first-years over here please.' the boy was a prefect and
were going to show the way to the sleeping quarters. They were lead up several
stairs and Espen were just wondering how much further up they would go, when
they reached a huge painting of a rather fat looking lady in a huge pink dress.

“Password?” the lady said as she looked down to the prefect and the first-
years.
“Boulder Dash” the prefect answered and the lady nodded and swung open and
revealed a hole in the wall which they all climbed through and then came into
the common room of Gryffindor tower. They were shown into the boys dormitory
where their suitcases were placed beside their beds. Espen shared the first
years dormitory with five other boys. The first was Nathan Radford, a blond,
tall and fit looking boy. Next was Jimmy Peakes, a black haired and skinny with
a slight tan. After that was Benjamin Warbeck, a short, blond boy with round
glasses. Then it was Nigel Wolpert, with honey blond hair and a wicked smile.
Lastly it was Dennis Creevey with his curly mouse-hair and deep brown eyes.
They were all amazed to see the six poster beds with the deep crimson hangings
and as each selected their beds, Espen and Dennis chose the two at the end by
the window. They all changed into their PJ's as the talked and laughed and then
went to bed. None of the boys were tired at this point and they continued into
the night. One by one the boys fell asleep. Soon Espen was the only one still
awake. He looked over the other beds and saw the top of the heads of his new
classmates. Deep breathing sounds and the occasional snore were the only sounds
filling the room. Then he looked over at Dennis and had to chuckle as he
noticed that Dennis had kicked off his sheets and lay on his back with his arms
and legs spread out. The loud snoring came from him! He glanced over Dennis'
body once more and stared at his groin. No bulge there anymore. That meant that
earlier on the train, Dennis had indeed been hard when they changed into their
uniforms! Smiling for himself, Espen rolled over and quickly drifted off to
sleep and pleasant dreams soon followed...
***** I dare you... *****
The following morning the boys went down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Espen's barn owl, Hugo came flying down to him to say hi and eat some of his
corn flakes. Dennis didn't have an owl of his own and fed Hugo some of his
toast before he flew off again.
“He is so cool! I wish I had an owl too... Never saw one before Colin sent his
first letters. My dad almost threw the kettle after it when it came flying into
our kitchen one morning. Would probably have hit it too if he didn't see the
letter in its beak in time.” Dennis said with a smile.
After they had finished their breakfast, professor McGonagall came around
giving out their timetables. For Espen it was first Transfiguration, Charms,
Herbology out in the gardens and then a double lesson of The History of Magic.
Both Espen and Dennis were shocked when professor McGonagall demonstrated what
they would learn in her classes by transfiguring Nathan Radford's book into a
falcon and back again. Charms were quite amazing too! The teacher, Professor
Flitwick began the lesson by taking the register and then making various items
fly around the room. Herbology were quite plain as to what went on. Professor
Sprout showed them all sorts of plants and fungi and explained their uses. They
even got to see a Venomous Tentacula up close as it snapped at them. The double
lesson of History of Magic were the most boring thing Espen had experienced in
his life! The teacher, Professor Bins talked on and on about the Gnome wars,
which could have been interesting if he didn't talk with such a thin, creaking
voice. By the end of the lesson, half the class were half asleep! With the
first day of school done, Espen and Dennis went up to the Gryffindor common
room and spent the day with the rest of the first-years. Espen and the other
first years quickly learned their way around the castle, leading to them not
coming late to classes as much anymore. Weeks flew by and before they knew it,
October had arrived. Classes and homework kept the first-years so busy that
Espen was barely able to send Hugo away with letters to his mom telling him
about his days and his classes. Her replies were short but important to him.
His mom were very busy at work in the Ministry, but that didn't stop her from
sending him a package of some homemade sweets every now and then.
The first-year Gryffindor boys had quickly become good friends. They had in the
late nights been doing different dares, most were innocent ones like tasting
every single one of the colors of a carton of Bertie Bott's every flavor beans,
but soon the dares became riskier. They tried sneaking up the stairs to the
girls dormitory, but when the stairs flattened and they slid back down again
they gave up trying to see the girls in their knickers. Tonight, the dares
would take a step further into naughty territory.
Jimmy Peakes had just entered the dormitory again after running up to the top
of the stairs, hammered on the door and run back down again and he panted
heavily as he jumped into his bed, flushed from the running. The other boys
tried not to laugh when they heard a faint “Hello?” echoing outside from the
stairs, they failed as they laughed long and hard.
“OK Jimmy, your turn to give a dare!” Benjamin Warbeck managed to say between
breaths.
“Oh I'll get you back for that one! That was the forth-year dormitory, and we
all know who sleeps there.” he said looking angrily at Benjamin.
“Harry Potter.” they all said in unison before breaking into laughter again.
“We'll do a last one for tonight,” Nigel said seriously. “Who do you dare
Jimmy?”
“I dare...” he looked around at the other boys, “YOU!” and pointed a finger at
Dennis.
“And what's the dare?” Dennis asked not worried about the dare at all.
Two nights before he had eaten a Cockroach Cluster like it was nothing.
Whatever Jimmy could come up with it couldn't be worse than that, after all it
was Cockroach Clusters!
“I dare you... To run down to the common-room, touch the back of the portrait
of the fat lady and come back up, all without any clothes on!” he finally said,
looking quite proud for making up such a good dare. They all looked at Dennis
to see his reaction.
“R-Run down and touch the portrait, naked? Are you crazy?! What if there is
someone down there?” None of his attitude from before were to be seen on his
face, now pale with fear.
“I can check if the coast is clear.” Espen replied quickly liking where this
dare was leading. The other boys nodded in agreement. They all knew this dare
would be the toughest of any dare so far.
“I won't do it! That is crazy!” Dennis tried to protest but he was cut off by
Nigel.
“So do you decline the challenge? Knowing that if you do, you'll receive a
thirty second punishment wedgie hanging from the wardrobe?” This was the most
horrible punishment the boys could agree on if anyone declined a dare. After a
long silence Dennis gave in.
“OK, I'll do it. Espen, make sure the coast is clear.” he said seriously
gaining some color again.
Espen almost jumped out of his bed and hurried out the dormitory door and down
the stairs. Down there sat two people. A boy and a girl, both looked like they
were fifth years. They had held hands when he came in, but had let go as soon
as they saw him. Both looking a little red they got up without a word and went
up their own seperate stairs. Espen waited till he heard the sound of both
doors closing before running back up again, panting as he came running back
into the room.
“There were two people down there, but they went up to bed again so now it's
empt- WOAH!”
Dennis had stripped down to his underwear, a pair of deep red boxer-briefs.
Espen felt a familiar sensation starting to build up inside him as he took in
as much as he could of Dennis' body with his eyes. He took notice of the pale
skin, the tiny birthmark on his chest and how smooth and flat everything was.
Dennis took a deep breath, slid his underwear down, and quickly placed both his
hands to cover his privates. It only took half a second, but in that half
second, Espen could clearly his penis. It was flacid, around four centimeters
in length and hanging over his ball sack with a large amount of excess skin
covering the tip, almost adding another centimeter. As Dennis ran past and
Espen turned and fixed his eyes on his butt cheeks, which jiggled a tiny bit
with each step he took. Despite this they looked quite firm in shape! All of
the boys ran after him as soon as he was out the door, wanting to see the act
being done. Dennis had already reached the portrait and were turning back when
they got an eye on him. He quickly ran past them again, now with a grin on his
face and up the stairs again. Then the boys could hear a thin scream and
another boys voice yelling something that sounded like 'What the hell do you
think you're doing?!'
It would have been funny really funny weren't it for what happened next. Down
the stairs came the prefect that had lead them up to Gryffindor tower their
first day and he pulled Dennis after him from his ear. Dennis had managed to
still have his hand places safely over his privates which was a small comfort.
This led to a lot of yelling and them being sent to professor McGonagall's
office the next day. They all got detention and lost five points to Gryffindor
each for behaving so stupidly just weeks before the students from Beauxbatons
and Durmstrang arrived, but to Espen it had been worth it! Now he didn't have
to wonder on what Dennis was hiding under his clothes anymore.
***** The Party *****
Two days later, it was time for their detention. As they were so many, they
were split into pairs. Espen ended up with Nathan to polish every single trophy
in the trophy room, overseen by Argus Filch. It was tiresome work and it took
hours as they weren't allowed to use magic. None of them had any experience
polishing metal before. Nathan were half-blood like himself and had grown up
with magic solutions for everything. When they finally finished and Filch let
them go, their arms felt numb as they started walked back up to the Gryffindor
tower to get some sleep. They had walked almost half way to the portrait of the
fat lady when Nathan said something.
“So... I noticed something about you...” he said slowly and looked up at Espen.
“You noticed something? What did you notice?” he asked curiously.
“At the dare. When Dennis pulled off his boxers in front of us, you-” he looked
around to see of anyone were around and whispered “got hard! What was that
about?”
“Ah come on Nathan! We all get hard sometimes, it just happens, I can't do
anything about it.” he said and tried to laugh it off, but Nathan didn't seem
all convinced.
“Your face told the same story as your dick Espen! You got red like a tomato
and you couldn't keep your eyes off him.” he said with and smiled knowingly.
Espen wasn't sure about what he could say to any of this. Nathan looked worried
on him.
“I won't tell anyone, but it was quite obvious by the look you gave him” he
said shrugging his shoulders. “A muggle girl back home wanked me once, was
pretty nice actually. She didn't want to-” He stopped and looked at Espen who
didn't seem to follow the conversation at all. “What?”
“Wanked? What's that?” Espen asked as he honestly didn't know.
You don't know what wanking is?” Nathan almost laughed, “You serious?” When
Espen shook his head he continued, “Come on, I'll show you.” Then he grabbed
Espen's arm, led him to an empty classroom, and shut the door.
“So you have no experience what so ever, no?” Nathan asked sounding rather
serious. Very confused Espen just shrugged his shoulders. Experience with what?
Why didn’t he just tell him already? Nathan sighed and got this thoughtful look
for a few seconds, before it looked like he’d made a decision.
“Drop your pants.” Nathan finally said.
“Wh-what?” Espen asked, sure he had heard wrong.
“Drop your pants Espen.” Nathan said with a smile, obviously enjoying himself.
Espen couldn’t really believe that Nathan wanted him to drop his pants! It had
to be some kind of trick. When Espen didn’t move or say anything, Nathan shook
his head and walked the few steps over to him, went down on his knees and
started to undo the top button on Espen’s jeans.
“What are you doing?!” Espen asked in disbelief and tried as hard as he could
to not shout.
“I’m…” Nathan said with his tongue peeking out of his lips, “trying to get this
open. There we go.” He finally said as he managed to open the top button and
slid down the zipper. Espen were mesmerized as his jeans fell to the floor,
revealing his white briefs to Nathan.
“Cute.” Nathan said as he got back up on his feet, grinning from ear to ear.
“Now the fun begins.” With that, he quickly undid his own jeans and dropped
them to the ground, leaving him too in his pair of briefs. Looking Espen
directly in the eyes, he hooked his thumbs under the elastic waistband of his
briefs and slid them down, leaving them on the ground alongside his jeans.
Espen couldn’t help to look down. He’d had been right, Nathan were not only fit
physically, but he was big in the dick department too. Even though it was
flaccid, it was almost 6cm and it got bigger with each second.
“Now I’m going to teach you how to wank, Espen.” Nathan said as he walked
closer to Espen and hooked his fingers around Espen’s waistband.
“You mind?” Nathan asked and looked Espen straight in the eyes. Feeling awfully
lightheaded and his mouth unusually dry, Espen just nodded. As soon as Nathan’s
soft hands slid down his pubic area, Espen shivered. Not from cold, but the
feeling of someone else actually touching him so close to his own throbbing
dick. This was unlike anything else Espen had ever done before. Then Nathan
stopped and looked down. The briefs were stuck on the base of Espen’s dick, and
with one final pull it sprung free, revealing it’s 8 centimeters. Espen had
always liked the look of own penis. He’d seen others in the showers at school
earlier, but something was different from the other ones. His penis had a lot
of excess skin at the tip, so even though it was around 8cm hard, it had an
extra centimeter of very sensitive skin clinging tightly around the head.
Nathan got back down on his knees and inspected Espen’s dick and without
warning he grasped it with his right hand and felt it all over. Espen gasped
for air as if he’s just come out from underwater. This felt so strange and so
good at the same time.
“Huh, it looks different than mine. Want to have a look?” Nathan said and got
back up to his feet. Espen nodded and got down on his knees to inspect Nathan’s
dick. Much like himself, Nathan didn’t have any hairs on his pubic area or
anywhere around it. And like Espen, Nathan had a foreskin, but not as much as
himself. Espen estimated Nathan’s dick to be around 9cm, maybe a little less,
curving slightly to the right. Satisfied, he got back on his feet. Without a
word, Nathan wrapped his fingers around his own dick and started to move the
hand up and down the shaft.
“This… is wanking. Try it.” He said, biting his lower lip. Espen did as Nathan,
wrapped his fingers around his shaft, and moved his hand up and down. It felt a
little weird, nothing extraordinary, but OK. Nathan then said, “the best thing
to do while wanking is to picture something really… hot.” He said as he closed
his eyes, then he continued “for example, you could picture… Dennis.” He
finished and opened his eyes and looked Espen in his eyes. Then he grinned as
Espen blushed slightly. Minutes went by and Espen started to get tired from
moving his hand up and down as nothing much was happening. By the sound of it,
Nathan was tired too. He was breathing heavily and he looked hot. Then Espen
stopped and started to pull his briefs back up. The movement didn’t go
unnoticed by Nathan as he opened his eyes and stopped as well.
“You finished?” he asked, panting a little.
“I didn’t feel anything… Why would you do this in the firstplace?”
“Because it feels fantastic! You gasped when I touched you down there earlier,
right? Tell me it didn’t feel good.” Nathan asked as he got back to wanking.
Espen thought it over for a second and shrugged his shoulders.
“I guess, but that was when you did it. It just feels weird when I do it.”
“Fine. I’m closing in now, you mind doing me then?” Nathan asked and gave Espen
a puppy eye look, which looked very weird with him standing there naked from
the waist down.
“Sure.” Espen said and took the one step that separated them and moved his hand
down towards Nathan’s hard dick. As soon as he wrapped his fingers around it,
Nathan started to moan.
“Sorry,” he said, “continue please.” Espen got back to what he was doing and
started to notice how soft the skin on Nathan’s dick was and how good it felt
in his hands. He noticed how hot it was and how the head underneath was
revealed when his hand was all at the base of Nathan’s dick.
“Some of the older boys back home told me about this, waking.” he said making
weird expressions and closing his eyes every now and then. “since then I've
done it almost every day, and as I was saying before, I got this muggle girl
down the street to wank me once.” he said winking to Espen.
“Why?” Espen said, not seeing the point of this as nothing happened other than
what looked like pain judging from Nathan's expressions.
“Because it feels bloody fantastic, that's why! Don't stop, go a li-little
faster...” his breathing getting shorter and faster. How could this tire Nathan
out? It was him doing all the work and it was his arm that was starting to get
tired. Nathan had started making soft moans and kept saying 'Don't stop' and
'Almost there now' before he, without warning cried out, almost like he was in
pain, jolted his hips forward and curled his feet as Espen felt Nathan's dick
twitch in his grip. Shocked and a little bit scared, he saw something come out
from it. It shot against his face and landed on his cheek.
“What was that?!” Espen asked as he dried what ever it was from his cheek with
his free hand. His other one was still wrapped around Nathan's dick.
“That, was better than expected.” he said when he caught his breath again and
sat up and looked at Espen. “I just came, and shot cum it seems,” he added when
looked on Espen's face “You should try it again sometime, by yourself first to
see what it's like. It comes down to your mood, sometimes you just know. It’ll
feel fantastic, I guarantee it!” then put on his briefs and jeans and walked
out, leaving Espen with more questions than answers. The days that followed
they never talked about what had happened in the empty class room on the 7th
floor or what had been said there.
 
Espen tried wanking himself a few days after, but again nothing happened. He
tried doing like he did to Nathan, but it didn't seem to work. He didn't feel
'bloody fantastic' after it or shoot anything in anyones face. All he felt was
an urge to pee, which was a lot harder when he was hard! He concluded that
Nathan had somehow tricked him, wanting to make Espen look like an idiot doing
this, but if he did... Why hadn't Nathan said anything or made fun of him yet?
 
“Norum, wait a minute. I need to have a word with you before you leave.”
professor McGonagall said waving for him to come forth to her desk. It had been
a week since the detention now and the professor had still been mad about the
incident the day before.
“Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will ever
likely learn here at Hogwarts, Norum. And I've been teaching Transfiguration
here for almost 40 years now.” she said before she took out a book from her
desk drawer and pushed it towards him. “This is the transfiguration book that
the third-years use for my classes. I want you to read it as often as you can.
I believe you will find it interesting and a lot more challenging.” she said
and paused for a second and she got a serious look on her face.
“I have never done this before for a student, but I have also never seen such
natural talent for Transfiguration before either.” Professor McGonagall took
the box they had all put their work from today’s class in, which were making
matches into needles and picked up a shiny silver needle and showed it to him.
“This is the work you submitted today. Most of the others don't have a change
at all, it is after all their first try, but not you Norum. It is perfect in
every way possible. I could not have done it any better myself.” she said as
she did something Espen had never seen before. She smiled.
“Th-thank you professor!” he said as he looked on the book cover. In silver
printing, it said 'Intermediate Transfiguration by Emeric Switch'.
“You will get different homework than the others, only the theoretical aspects
of it and you will follow the practical forms under supervision here in my
classes. Now hurry off or you will be late for your Potions lesson with
Professor Snape. And I don't want to hear that you've transfigured the common
room couches into... something other than couches!” she said and sent him away.
As he walked with Dennis, who had waited for him outside the classroom, Espen
thought about what Professor McGonagall had said. 'Perfect in every way
possible.' No one had ever told him something like that before. Now he smiled
as he walked down the stairs with Dennis, not listening to anything he said.
30th October came sooner than anyone would expect and the day that the students
from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were set to arrive to Hogwarts had arrived. The
day were cut almost in half as the whole school had to assemble in front of the
castle to greet their guests. As the Beauxbatons wagon came flying Dennis
argued with another first-year student about the wagon being either a dragon or
a flying house, he won. The Beauxbatons students were all fair looking but
seemed arrogant in return while the Durmstrang students seemed scary at first,
but that was only from their huge, shaggy cloaks which made them look twice as
big! And they even had a celebrity with them. Victor Krum, the Hungarian Seeker
who Espen had seen catching the Snitch at the World Cup! Soon the welcoming
feast for their guests started and Espen and Dennis were quite furious that
Victor Krum sat down at the Slytherin table, and not with them! Dennis
remembered Espen going on and on about Krum when they talked on the train, so
he felt he had to be furious at the Slytherins for stealing their celebrity
from them and as it was the Slytherins, it was easy. The feast lasted what felt
like hours. Everyone was too excited about this 'Impartial' judge that would
pick out the school champions for the Triwizard cup and finally Dumbledore got
up and spoke to the dead silent mass of students. After a quick introduction of
the four other judges announced that it would be the Goblin of Fire would that
would pick out the school champions. The Goblet would be placed out in the hall
and only students at seventeen or older could submit their names to the Goblet.
The feast ended and they all went up to their respective dormitories.
The next day were Halloween. Students from all houses submitted their names to
the Goblet, and a few under age students tried, ending up with a long white
beard instead. Finally the day ended and the second feast in two days started.
Like the day before everyone were almost only waiting for Dumbledore to finish
eating so they would learn who Hogwarts champion would be. When Dumbledore
finally finished and the Goblet of Fire revealed it would be Fleur Delacour for
Beauxbatons, Victor Krum for Durmstrang and Cedric Diggory representing
Hogwarts. As everyone thought the picking were over and Dumbledore continued
talking, a forth name came up. Harry Potter. Every single face in the room
stared at Potter, who sat only a few seats down from Espen and Dennis. As he
quietly walked up and into the room the Champions were going to wait for
further instructions, not a word was spoken. As soon as Potter had closed the
door behind him and the rest of the staff gone after, the whispering started.
“He... He's in!” Colin Creevey said in awe and that started the flow of shocked
and somewhat happy comments from the Gryffindors. When Potter came back to the
Gryffindor common room, they were waiting for him. Everyone wanted to know how
he had managed to fool Dumbledore's age limit without getting a beard! Espen
didn't see much of Dennis Creevey, as he was with his brother trying to get any
information out of Potter.
“Espen? Do you have a minute?” it was Nathan Radford and he looked like he was
in some discomfort for some reason. Making a sign for Espen to follow, they
walked up to the dormitories, where they were sure no one would bother them
“I've been wanting to talk to you about something, and I can't tell anybody
else about it..” he gave Espen an apologizing look then dropped his pants and
revealed he didn't have any underwear on. His penis was hard like before and
kind of pulsated, like it was trying to get harder, but couldn't.
“I've been hard for almost two days straight, it won't go down! And wanking
myself doesn't seem to do the trick,” he paused a second to look down on his
painfully hard penis before continuing “it's not good enough to last, if you
know what I mean.” he finished and looked up at Espen again looking quite
desperate.
“I'll do it again, but you'll need to teach me how to do it myself this time!
I've tried to do it but I just feel stupid!” Espen said a bit mad with the
situation.
“OK, whatever it takes. Drop your pants and sit on the bed!” Nathan said but
when Espen didn't react right away, he got down on his knees and started to
unbutton his pants for him! Whatever Espen had expected, this wasn't it! Once
his pants and boxer-briefs had fallen to the floor and Espen's penis was out in
the open, it revealed his almost 8cm long penis, bending slightly to the upper
left left with his tiny balls hanging between his legs.
“Ohh, you're actually pretty big Espen!” he said and smiled up at him. “Not as
big as mine, but still pretty big! And you've got a lot of skin too.” he said
and put his fingers at the sensitive skin tip. Espen gave out a sharp yelp of
surprise as he felt Nathan's soft fingers touch the tip, before he wrapped his
hand around Espen's penis and started wanking him. Slowly but surely the
feeling build up and soon Espen was moaning. This was nothing like when he had
done this himself, when he just got bored! The feeling of someone else hands on
his most sacred and personal place was amazing! Espen didn't last very long,
and he soon pushed his hips forth and almost stabbed Nathan with his twitching
dick.
“Hmmmmmm....” Nathan hummed and studied Espen's penis up close. “No cum.”
“W-what?” still panting slightly.
“Cum. The wet stuff I shot out from my dick, you don't have it yet.”
“Why not?” Espen asked a little offended as this was quite unfair! He wanted to
shoot wet sticky stuff at Nathan's face too!
“You're probably not old enough yet,” he said and got up from his knees. Nathan
was still rock hard and guided Espen's hand down to his pulsating dick. “Your
turn now.”
With his hand now resting on Nathan's pretty much straight dick, maybe pointing
a little upwards, Espen got down to his knees and wrapped one hand around
Nathan's dick and got to work. Immediately Nathan started moaning, he must have
been quite frustrated not being able to do a good wank by himself. Espen looked
up at Nathan's face, he had his eyes closed and bit his lower lip slightly as
he mumbled, 'Yes... That's it... Keep going...' then Espen got an idea. With
his free hand, he reached around Nathan and started to caress his butt. This
move got Nathan to open his eyes, but he didn't protest.
“Keep going. Almost there now.”
“Warn me this time before you-” Espen tried to say, but too late. Nathan jolted
and sprayed a much larger amount of this cum stuff towards his face and Espen
quickly closed his eyes. Two big burst then two smaller ones. The first one hit
Espen over his nose, the second hit his lower lip and jaw. The two small ones
just dribbled out and landed on Espen's chest and on the floor.
“S-sorry! I didn't mean to-”
“It's OK! I'm-I'm fine!” Espen said and opened his eyes again. Nathan looked
genuinely sorry but he gave him an apologizing smile.
“That was even better than before Espen, THANK YOU!” he said and got to his
knees and gave Espen a hug. The scene must have looked very odd. Two boys,
naked from the waist down, on their knees, giving each other a long hug. Nathan
was the first to release from the hug, then took a good look on Espen's face,
took a finger and scooped up some of the cum from his face.
“Eheh... Sorry about that, again.” he said before he to Espen's horror took the
finger into his mouth and suckled on it. “I couldn't control it, it was just
too good and look,” he looked down to his penis who now was completely flaccid,
“it worked!” They both got dressed again, cleaned the rest of the cum from
Espen's face and went down to the party again. But Potter weren't to be seen
and had probably went to bed.
“We might as well go to bed too.” Nathan said and scratched his head. They went
back up the way they came, and soon the rest of the boys came in and changed
into PJ's and drifted off to sleep.
***** The First Task *****
For the next three weeks Espen and Nathan became close friends and started
hanging out in the absence of Dennis, who now were pretty much stalking Harry
Potter with his brother. Espen saw Dennis and Colin steal around fifty “Potter
stinks” marks and when they asked why Colin simply answered “To make them
support Harry of course!” and walked up to the Gryffindor common room with his
brother. Around the school there was talking about what the first trial the
Champions would go through would be. Espen heard a six-year, who had it from
'reliable sources' that it would be some sort of beasts the Champions would
have to battle.
“What sort of 'beasts'?” Espen had asked curiously
“Ohh you know... Manticores, Chimeras and such...” the six-year said and winked
at Espen before walking away, leaving Espen in awe hoping for seeing a Chimera
soon, but the reality would be even better than that. 24th November came sooner
than anyone could have expected and the day for the First Task were upon them.
As the first-years walked to it's location they were discussing about how the
Champions would defeat a Manticore when they suddenly heard a large roar.
“What is that?!” asked Benjamin stopping dead in his tracks and looked at the
enclosure everyone were walking towards.
“Sounds... Big!” Jimmy answered looking a little pale. The other boys looked at
each other and ran past all the other students to get to the enclosure first.
As they sat down they could see a huge arena with a even larger gate on one
side and a small tent entrance on the other. It wasn't before the first
Champion came in that the dragon were shown in. It was a huge, some sort of
sapphire blue with a really short and pointed snout that made it look like it
had a claw for a head.
“OH MY GOD!!!” Dennis shouted when he saw the huge dragon enter the arena.
First came Cedric Diggory who looked terrified for almost a minute before he
did anything. With his wand he transfigured a rock on the ground into a dog, a
Labrador to be exact. The dog ran around the blue dragon who followed it with
it's large yellow eyes. Cedric sneaked forwards but when he almost had the egg,
the dragon changed it's mind. When it saw Cedric's hands on the egg it roared
and as Diggory ran away, it shot a large fireball at him. He tried to put it
out with a beam of water, but it wasn't enough. The fireball hit Cedric's arm
and he fell over, but quickly got up again. The dragon was furious and tried
another fireball, but Cedric was too far away.
The next dragon looked quite ordinary. It was huge like the other one, but
green in color, with two short horns on it's head. Delacour stood there with a
determined look on her face and then tried casting a variety of spells at it,
none which seemed to have any effect before she conjured some sort of blue mist
that flew slowly towards the green dragon. The dragon tried to breathe fire at
it but nothing made it go any slower. When the mist finally hit the dragon
looked like it were going to fall asleep and Delacour moved forwards when the
dragon suddenly snored and it shot a gust of fire at her which made her skirt
catch fire. She put it out with some water from her wand, and ran to the eggs
the dragon had placed safely between it's legs. A second later she ran away
again with an golden egg held tightly in her arms.
Then it was Victor Krum's turn. He came in to the arena looking like he didn't
have a single care in the whole world when he looked as his dragon were lead
into the arena. A scarlet red, Asian dragon of some sort. It's long tail were
just like in paintings Espen had seen on books. Krum didn't waste any time
trying different spells but cast a red light from his wand that hit the dragon
in it's eyes. The red dragon let out a painful roar and then hassled all over
the place, whipping it's long tail as it screamed in pain. From what Espen
could see, it even destroyed some of the normal eggs as it rampaged down there,
but Krum got his egg and walked calmly as the dragon continued to roar.
“Wow... This is amazing!”! Dennis said and looked with a glass like look as the
dragon were put to sleep and brought out of the arena. “Next is Harry! I can't
wait!” he said and jumped up and down in his seat. Espen were just going to say
he looked ridiculous when he saw in the corner of his eyes a boy with
strawberry blond hair that tried to sneak away from the sitting area. It was
Nigel, and he wasn't alone. The same prefect that had busted them a month ago
had his arm around Nigel's shoulder and lead him down the stairs. Finding this
very odd, he decided to follow them. When he got down the pair of stairs he saw
them go around the corner and into the woods which the stadium were set
outside. Espen crouched down and tried to sneak as quiet as possible to where
Nigel and the prefect had gone. Soon Espen could hear the low voice of the
prefect.
“You're getting better at this..” he were mumbling when Espen looked around a
large tree that could hide his tiny figure, but what Espen saw almost made him
shout out in surprise. On a large log the prefect sat with his pants open and a
large, hard dick pointing out from him and kneeling beside him was Nigel
looking a little flushed and mumbled a 'thank you' in return as he wanked the
prefects dick! Espen felt his own dick get harder by the second as he saw Nigel
move his hand up and down the shaft and hearing the prefect moaning. Not really
thinking about it, Espen slid his hand on the inside of his own pants and into
his boxers to fondle his 8cm dick which were now pulsing painfully from being
so hard.
“Keep going Nigel... You're doing great. We're almost there now little man.”
the prefect said and closed his eyes, grabbed hold of Nigel's shoulders to
steady himself. Espen were now wanking like mad as he stared at the two boys
from around his tree. He wanked so hard that his pants dropped to his ankles
and his bare ass were out in the open.
“I-I-I'm coming now Nigel!” the prefect said as he opened his eyes wide and
looked down on the boy who quickly changes his position to not be splashed down
from the jet of white liquid that seconds later flew into the air and landed on
the forest floor in four short bursts.
“Good boy... You're improving.” the prefect said and stood up and closed his
pants again, putting away his still hard dick. “I'm starting to really like
you!” he said and gave Nigel a wink and a large grin before he walked back to
the enclosure. Nigel still sat there, smiling to himself looking awfully proud.
He got up and walked to the enclosure as well, leaving Espen there alone, still
unseen behind the large tree. This was very good for Espen, who were still
wanking and no longer cared of anyone heard him as he moaned and felt something
inside him build up and his dick twitching in his hands and the feeling he's
gotten when Nathan had wanked him last came over him again. He felt something
push out from his dick and when he looked down on it he could see a drop of
clear liquid fall down and dry up on the ground. Espen were panting really hard
now and had to hold himself standing up with one of his arms resting against
the tree. He took one last deep breath, zipped his pants up again and walked
back to his seat. When he came back everyone were shouting and yelling happily
as Potter had just managed to get his egg from his dragon, a huge black one.
When he sat down again next to Nathan and Benjamin they glanced at him quickly
before asking where he's gotten and that he'd missed some fantastic flying.
“Oh you know...” he said and gave Nathan a meaningful look before continuing,
“just stuff.”
Hours later, in the safety of the dormitory, Espen dropped his pants again and
wanked as much as he had when spying on Nigel and the prefect, with Nathan
paying close attention to every movement of his arm.
“It's coming now...” Espen managed to get out as he felt it build up. Nathan
jumped down from his own bed and moved closer to look and held his hand under
Espen's dick and moments later when Espen's dick twitched, he got two small
drops of pale liquid in them.
“Congratulations,” Nathan said and smiled up at Espen. “You can produce cum
now!” then he smeared the liquid over Espen's dick, which made him moan loudly,
still very sensitive from the wanking.
“And it looks like you can do it yourself now too, which is wonderful for you,
mate!”
“What is cum, Nathan?” Espen asked as he pulled his boxer shorts back on.
“It's what makes babies. Don't know how it all works yet, but this goes into a
woman some way and becomes a baby. At least, that's what my brother told me
when I asked him last summer. He was the one that learned me how to wank
proper.” he said and smiled at Espen. The two of them walked out of the
dormitory again and down to the celebrations party for Potter's fantastic work
his dragon. They had just come down the stairs when a ear shattering sound
filled the room and they looked over at the crowd surrounding Potter who had
just opened his Golden Egg from the first task. Potter quickly clicked the
golden egg shut again and people began to mumble about the horrible sound it
had made and what it meant.
***** A very Creevey Christmas *****
Just as Espen sat down next to Dennis to enjoy some breakfast, he heard the
flapping of a pair of wings and his owl, Hugo landed on the table with a rolled
up letter in his beak.
“Thanks Hugo.” Espen said as he gently stroked Hugo on his feathers and took
the letter and started to read.
“Ohh no...” he mumbled as he continued to read, “My mom says I'll have to stay
here this Christmas. She has to go out of the country on work Ministry
business.” he said as he put down the letter and looked hurt over at Dennis. It
was well known that there were going to be some sort of Christmas ball at
Hogwarts this year, but it was for fourth-years and up so almost everyone
younger was going home for Christmas. Surprisingly this made Dennis glow with
joy.
“You can come home with me and Colin!” he said cheerfully, “Colin is only a
third-year so he's not going to the ball anyway. I'm sure my dad will let you
come with us. Send Hugo with a reply to your mother and ask her if it's OK,
then I'll send one of the school owls to dad.” This cheered Espen up a lot. The
thought of going with Dennis home for Christmas sounded a lot better than being
the only first-year Gryffindor left. He grabbed some ink and parchment and
quickly wrote a reply to his mother and sent it back with Hugo. It would be
almost a week before either Dennis or Espen got an answer from their parents.
Dennis dad said it would be a pleasure to have Espen over, but Espen's mother
were more skeptical, but agreed to let him stay with Dennis and his family for
Christmas. November slowly turned into December and the last few days of school
went on even slower. Professor McGonagall was really impressed on how much more
Espen managed to accomplish in her classes. In their last class he managed to
transfigure a rabbit into slippers on his second try, which lead to Espen being
almost a year ahead than the rest of his classmates. This was the only class
Espen was doing good in though. Professor Moody had them quizzed about the
different dark creatures a wizard could face out there. Here Espen could barely
keep up with the rest of the class as Moody was going through subject after
subject quicker than any other teacher. In Professor Snape's potions class
Espen managed to melt his cauldron in his last class of the year, which
resulted in ten minus points to Gryffindor.
Finally the holidays had arrived and Espen sat with Dennis and Colin with a few
other first, second and third years on the Hogwarts Express back to London.
They spent the entire trip talking about the First Task and how the champions
had evaded the dragons. When they arrived at King's Cross station late Friday
evening, a tall man with the same mouse-hair as Dennis and Colin greeted them.
He hugged both his sons before he shook hands with Espen. Mr. Crevey was a tall
man in his late thirties with a kind face. Espen could see that his sons had
gotten a lot from him!
“A pleasure to finally meet you Espen. Dennis has told me so much about you.”
Mr. Creevey said as he they walked out of Kings Cross.
“Really?” Espen laughed and looked over at Dennis who smiled guilty at him.
“Indeed. He mentions you in almost every letter he sends me these days. I'm
glad he got himself good friend over there.” Mr. Creevey smiled at Espen, “Ahh,
here we are.”
They dragged their luggage to a 1990s Ford Sierra which they took a short drive
to the Creevey house. The Creeveys lived in a large apartment building up on
the third floor. The apartment had only two bedrooms so Colin and Dennis shared
theirs. It had a large kitchen and a warm and cozy living room. Mr. Creevey set
up a mattress for Espen to sleep on as they had something to eat quickly before
they all headed into bed for the night. Dennis and Colins bedroom were the
smallest of the bedrooms. They used to have the bigger one but ever since the
boys had started at Hogwarts Mr. Creevey had wanted to have a little more space
for himself, so now the boys had a bunk bed to maximize the space for the rest
of their stuff. The three boys didn't sleep much as they all talked long into
the night, but one by one they fell asleep.
The follwing day they all went into London to get the last of the Christmas
presents. Colin went with Mr. Creevey while Espen and Dennis went to Diagon
Alley to get something cool for Colin and Mr. Creevey. They went into Gambol
and Japes Wizarding Joke Shop and found some very cool magic tricks for Mr.
Creevey as well as Fanged Frisbee for Colin. They ventured into Sugarplum's
Sweets Shop and got some chocolate frogs for Colin, who collected the cards and
some Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans for Mr. Creevey, who would be shocked to
find out it actually had every single flavor out there! They hugely enjoyed
themselves amongst the magic-shops but the day quickly came to an end and they
had to join up with Mr. Creevey and Colin and head back home. Hours later the
Creevey family, plus Espen were back at the apartment. The boys spent the
evening putting up the Christmas tree while Mr. Creevey made the boys dinner.
“So Espen,” Mr. Creevey smiled at Espen, “None of my boys have told me about
your family. I am given to understand that you are half- what was it again?”
“Half-blood. My mother is a witch and my dad... he was a muggle or non-magical
man.” Espen said as polite as he could. The more he talked about his family to
other people the more he realized what he'd missed up over the years with not
having a dad in his life. Mr. Creevey seemed to have understood the past tense
correctly as his smile looked a little to comforting when he looked up from his
eggs.
“I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked about that. How about school? You have any
favorite subjects there?” Espen and Dennis told Mr. Creevey about the different
subjects they took and about their favorites and the ones that they could do
without.
“And the Potions teacher is really scary.” Dennis told his dad with lots of
hand gestures, almost throwing the last of his potatoes around the room. “The
last lesson I honestly thought that Snape would kill Espen!”
“A teacher killing a student would be very bad indeed!” Mr Creevey laughed.
“What did you do that made- Snape was it?- want to kill you?”
“Umm... I kind of melted my cauldron. It went though the desk.” Espen replied
to his feet as he blushed. The kitchen was filled with laughter and far too
soon it was very late and the two Creevey boys and Espen made their way into
bed.
Night became day and it was Chrismas Day. Mr. Creevey woke them all up around 8
with hot cocoa and toast.
“I had planned for us to meet up with my mother today. She's getting old and
she gets to see the boys so rarely now. I hope it's OK for you Espen?” He asked
worried.
“It's fine, Mr. Creevey. I'd be glad to meet Dennis' and Colin's grandmother.”
he said and took a big bite of his toast.
“Glad to hear it.” Mr. Creevey said and gave Espen a warm smile. “There is only
one... umm... hiccup that we have to get clear before we do anything.” He
looked worried again and looked out the window on the snow that fell so
peacefully down outside. “My mother doesn't know about Dennis and Colin
being... Wizards. And I don't think it's wise to tell her. So if anybody asks,
they are at a Catholic Boarding School.”
Espen could understand how his sons school years could become a problem for Mr.
Creevey. It made perfect sense that muggle born families had some sort of
excuse for their kids to be gone for eight months.
“Don't worry about it, Espen.” Dennis said and looked over at his friend. “Me
and Colin have practiced ever since Colin got into Hogwarts. Shouldn't be a
problem to teach you the stories we've come up with.
The rest of the morning went to teaching Espen what to say if anyone asked,
about the school. It was a good story about how Colin had done well in school
and with Mr. Creevey's connections from being a milkman, he'd gotten a
scholarship. The scholarship also included Dennis, if his grades were good
enough. Far too soon it was time to get in the car and drive to Mrs. Creevey.
It was a short drive there to a neighborhood with houses that all looked the
same. They finally stopped at the very last one.
“You guys ready?” Mr. Crevey said and looked back at the boys in the back seat.
All the boys nodded with determination in their eyes and they got out of the
car. Mrs. Creevey was a tall and thin woman in her seventies. She had white,
curly hair and deep brown eyes, just like Colin and Dennis.
“Oh my gosh! It's so good to see you boys!” she said and embraced Dennis and
Colin in a long hug. When she finally gave them up, after sounds of objections
from Dennis and Colin, she noticed Espen.
“Who is this then?”
“Espen Norum, Mrs Creevey. I go to the same school as Colin and Dennis.” He
said and shook hands with her.
“Come in, come in! The food is just about ready. Curt is here too with his wife
and kids as well. Have you heard anything from Rodger yet?” Mrs Creevey asked
as they made their way inside.
“Yes, I think he said he'll drop by later.”
“Ahh, wonderful. Then I'll get to see all of my sons today.” She almost sang as
she made her way into the kitchen.
It was a wonderful evening. Espen got to meet all of Dennis and Colin's family.
Curt looked a lot like Mr Creevey, only with straight hair and maybe a little
shorter. He had brought his own two sons, Will and Thomas. They were both older
than Colin at 14 and 16 but were both surprisingly nice. Mrs. Creevey had made
a huge turkey with roast potatoes, gravy, Brussel sprouts, stuffing, parsnips
and roasted chestnuts. Mr Creevey's last brother came half way through the
dessert. Different from the two other brothers, Rodger Creevey was a huge man
with a large belly and a thick beard. He brought his wife and their daughter,
Helene. Espen spent the whole evening listening to stories from when Mr Creevey
and his brothers were young and exchanging gifts with the other Creeveys. And
before he knew it, it was almost 1 in the morning and time to head back home.
“Can I sleep on the bottom bunk tonight?” Dennis asked his older brother as
they changed into their pajamas.
“You know I don't like to sleep on the top.” Colin complained and sat down on
the bottom coy in protest.
“Pleeeeease.” Dennis got down to his knees and looked up at his brother with
all the cuteness he could muster. And it worked. Colin sighed, got up and
started to climb the small ladder to the top bunk.
“You owe me for this.”
“Thank youuu!” Dennis said as he jumped in and smiled to Espen who already lay
on his mattress on the floor. This new positioning made it a lot easier for
Espen and Dennis to talk without having Colin knowing every word they said. Not
that they had much to keep secret anyway, but it made it a lot more fun to be
able to look at each other from under the covers. They whispered for a good
long while before they fell to sleep
Espen was a light sleeper, especially right after eating so he woke up during
the night in pitch black darkness. For a moment he wondered about what had
woken him up when he heard a rhythmic squeaking sound from the bunk bed and
looked over. On the bottom he could see the outline of Dennis laying with his
back to Espen and he could hear his slow breathing but no movement that he
could see that would result in squeaking. Then he saw that the top bunk was
moving slightly with each squeak and that soft moans came from the darkness
above.
Espen couldn't believe it. Slowly he folded up one of his socks into a small
ball and threw it at Dennis' back. After a little movement Dennis turned around
and looked at Espen. He was just about to open his mouth when Espen held his
finger over his mouth and pointed up to the top bunk which still swayed and
squeaked with each movement that Colin made. Espen saw the shock on Dennis'
face as he held his hand over his mouth to not make any sounds. The soft
moaning continued and Espen could feel his own dick starting to get hard now.
Slowly he got up, careful not to make too much sound and stood up on his toes
to peek at the top bunk with the cover of the darkness in the room.
Colin still had the covers over him so Espen couldn't really see much other
than the tent down at his crotch that moved up and down making soft bumping
sounds as it moved. He crouched down again and looked at Dennis' face and
mouthed 'Oh my gosh!' to him who still held his hand over his mouth trying not
to make any sounds. All of a sudden they heard Colin mumble something.
“That bla-ack hair... Oh gosh...” and then the sound from the covers becoming
more and more ferocious. Now Espen had to hold a hand over his mouth to not
make any sounds. He couldn't believe it. Colin was doing what he'd learned only
months before, and by the sounds he made, he was pretty close to the edge now.
Espen sneaked back down under his own covers again. With all this naughty
tension, his hard shaft was pulsing from anticipation. Without thinking about
it he began wanking himself. Closed his eyes and started to move his hand over
the skinny rod of his. He opened his eyes and glanced over at the bottom bunk
where Dennis sat with his mouth open, looking like he was in shock. Suddenly he
looked like he got himself together and snuck his own hand under the covers.
Espen and Dennis were soon moaning as well and for a few seconds, the sounds
from the top bunk paused before continuing even more ferocious than before. A
faint sound came first from the top bunk, silencing the squeaking sounds at the
same time, then a moan from Dennis, which silenced him as well. This sent Espen
over the edge and let out a few droplets of his precious cum. The sound of
three deep breaths filled the room and then Colin spoke up.
“We should sleep some more... We have a busy day tomorrow.” and he rolled over.
“Morning boys!” Mr. Creevey said as the three boys entered the living room. It
was still early, but they still had some presents to open.
“Morning dad.” Colin said and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, “You been awake
long?”
“No, I just got up and made my coffee.” Mr. Creevey said and and reised his cup
of smoking hot coffee in salute to the boys. “Shall we get to it, boys?” And so
they did. The Creevey's and Espen dug in to the large pile of presents under
the tree. Espen got some new clothes, a new poster of the Falmouth Falcons and
a home made Gryffindor scarf from his mom, a new quill that could change color
by command from Jimmy, a screaming yo-yo from Nathan, a carton of Bertie Bott's
Every Flavour Beans from Nigel and a carton of Chocolate Frogs from Benjamin.
Finally it was Dennis.
“Here.” Dennis said and handed over a small package to Espen, who opened it
straight away. It was a picture frame with a picture in it already. Espen,
Dennis, Jimmy, Nathan, Benjamin and Nigel with their arms around each other.
Everyone in the picture was moving and each and everyone of them were laughing
to their heart's content. He remembered the scene from only a month ago, when
Colin had his camera up and took pictures to show to his dad back home. Who
knew...
“You like it?” Dennis asked and tired to get a look at Espen's face. But before
he could get a good look, Espen had given him a crushing hug.
“I love it.”
***** Stormy Nights *****
“So how was it?” Nigel asked as they sat down at breakfast.
“Huh? W-what?” Espen replied nervously.
“Spending Christmas at Dennis' house. How was it?”
“Ohh... It was fine. We-uh, did a lot of fun stuff together.” Espen said with a
shrug of his shoulders. It was the first day after Christmas break. Espen and
Dennis had arrived with the Hogwarts Express late the night before so the other
boys in the dormitory were already asleep when they came up. Espen had just sat
down in the Great Hall for breakfast.
“Sounds neat. Thanks for the present by the way!” Nigel said and gave Espen a
big smile and showed him his new planner. It was a book with a red cover that
when opened, gave advice on the events on the day and even reminded you on
homework. Nigel had never been known to be punctual with his homework. Then the
rest of the first-year boys came as well. Each telling the others about their
Christmas and New Year's. Espen and Dennis had spent their own New Year's in
muggle London, watching the fireworks show. Nathan had spent the holidays with
his dad in Blackpool.
“And I got to see their whole team train once!” Nathan said enthusiastically,
“And my dad presented me to Gewnog Jones as well. Look!” He said and showed
Jimmy a paper with some doodles on them, but Espen could make out the name
Gwenog there. Nathan's dad was a beater, like Gwenog and the their two teams
had practiced together over new years. Nathan's dad played on Lancashire
quidditch team. He'd been it for three years and had been quite famous after
beating a Bludger so hard that it went from one side of the field to the other,
knocking the Quaffle out of the enemy teams keeper's hands and into the middle
ring!
“What about you Benjamin?” Dennis asked the smallest of the boys, but he just
shrugged his shoulders.
“I went home to... umm... my family. I had a great time. We ate lots of food
and opened a lot of presents. It was fantastic.” He said to no one in
particular and continued picking his food. The rest of the boys got quiet.
Benjamin had always been the most quiet of their little group and the one that
kept the most to himself. He would come to the common-room late after class
with his arms full of books and spend most of his time reading.
“Oh damn it! Look at the time!” Jimmy said and looked at his arm watch. “We're
going to be late for our first class with professor Moody this sememster if we
don't leave now!” Dennis almost tore down all the food on the table in the
haste of getting up as the rest of the boys had already began moving towards
the exit. They all ran to the classroom, but the door was already open when
they reached it.
“And as you all can see- Ahhh... Welcome boys. Take a seat.” Professor Moody
said as the six boys came into his classroom. “As I was saying, the
illumination charm, Lumos is as essential to a wizard as his wand. If you can't
see what you're fighting, you're an easy target. Get out your wands!” Moody
said with his deep voice. Espen took his wand out of his jacket and held it at
the ready.
“Now, as clearly as you can and as concentrated as you can,” Moody said and
walked in between the desks, looking at each student with both magical and
normal eyes,”You're going to say LOO-MOS and use the loop hand movement that we
learned before the holidays. At my count you're all going to say the charm.
Ready? Three, two, one...”
“LUMOS!” The entire class said and moved their wands as instructed. The whole
room lit up from the light from over half of the wands in the room. Espen
looked at his wand. A dim light at the tip of his wand flickered, and then went
out.
“Excellent!” Moody said as he walked around. Only a few unlit wands. Let's try
it again. Three, two, one...”
The class ended and the Gryffindor boys made their way down to potions with
Snape. Espen and Dennis had gotten homework to practice the Lumos charm, as
they were the only ones that hadn't produced a shining light by the end of the
class. In front of him was Benjamin, looking more down than usual. Espen took
hold of Dennis' arm, signaling him to slow down. Soon they walked far behind
the rest of the group, far out of earshot from the others.
“What do you know about Benjamin's family?” Espen whispered to Dennis as they
continued to slowly walk down the stone stairs.
“Not much. Up until now he's not talked about them at all. Why?”
“Because I think he's lying.” Espen said seriously to his friend. “And I don't
know why! Like this morning, the way he talked... Like he wanted to change the
subje-”
“Hey! What's the hold-up?” Nathan shouted to the two of them, now several
meters behind the four others.
“Nothing!” Dennis said and gave Espen a meaningful look as he whispered,
“Should we try to find out?” Espen nodded in agreement and they ran to the rest
of the boys, catching up as they continued down to the dark and cold corridors
in the dungeons.
Espen and Dennis tried to speak to Benjamin privately, without the rest of the
Gryffindor boys nearby. This was easier said than done. The Gryffindor first-
years had gotten so much homework after the holidays that neither Espen nor
Dennis had the time to look for Benjamin after classes for a private talk. It
wasn't until late into January that Espen had some luck. He was on his way to
the library to look up some herbs for his herbology homework, when he turned a
corner and crashed right into Benjamin who had his hands full of books,
dropping them all on the floor.
“S-sorry!” Espen apologized and helped to pick up the books.
“Don't worry, I couldn't see much of where I was going. It was my fault.”
Benjamin said and looked up at Espen as he picked up his thick glasses. He'd
never really noticed before... but Benjamin had the most piercing blue eyes
that he'd ever seen! Must have been the thick glasses that he wore all the
time. It was like they were glowing in the dim light of the corridor.
“Where are you going?” Espen asked as he picked up the last few books and held
them up for Benjamin, who took them all in his arms again.
“I were going to go to my spot to read.” Benjamin said as he started to walk
again. “It's quiet and not as crowded as the library, plus Madame Pince creeps
me out!” The last part he whispered to Espen. Madame Pince was the librarian
and were know to hover over students as they read to see if they damaged or
mistreated books.
“Ohh, may I join you?”
“Umm, sure.” The two of them walked to the end of the hallway, behind a curtain
and up a set of stairs that Espen never had seen before, leading up to a small,
empty room, with a dozen wooden desks, a sofa and a few large floor
candlesticks in the corner. Everything was covered in dust and cobwebs.
“When did you find this?” Espen asked and looked around. The room looked like
it might have been a classroom once upon a time, but not used for years. The
desks looked like they would break if anyone sat on them.
“I found it the first week.” Benjamin said and put down all of the books on one
of the desks. It creaked alarmingly, but didn't break. With the heavy load
taken off, Benjamin jupmed into the sofa. As he hit the thick pillows, a cloud
of dust shot out and filled the air for a second before setteling down again.
“I use this place to read and to get away from everyone. It's quiet up here.”
He said and looked around the rundown room. Espen sat down beside him and
another cloud of dust showed up from the pillows.
“This is pretty nice!” Espen said as he sank down into the depts of the
pillows. They sat like that for a good while, in the dim light room witout any
of them saying a word. The silence was broken by the sound of water against
glass. There was a roof window close to the stairs, now blurred by rain. It
sounded like it was going to be a wet night.
“I'll get us some light.” Espen said and got up from the sofa and dragged one
of the bigger candlesticks over to the sofa. “What was the charm to make fire
again?”
“Incendio.” Benjamin answered with a smile. “You really need to learn that one
soon! We have a paper to write about it, you know!”
“Right, right... You know I'm not that good in charms!” Espen replied with a
laugh. “I'm pretty much only good in transfiguration. Now...” he said and put
his wand up to the candle. “Incendio.” Nothing happened.
“Try again, but try to move your wand from the candle as you say it, like
you're pulling it out.” Benjamin said and moved closer to Espen.
“Incendio!” he said clearly and moved his wand like he was pulling something
out from the tip of his wand. A bright yellow flame sprung out from the wick,
melting the white wax.
“Good job! Professor Flitwick should be pleased with that one. Do the rest as
well.” Benjamin said and sat down in the sofa again, creating a new cloud of
dust. When all of the candles were lit up, the room had a cozy yellow glow.
Close to the sofa, they had enough light to read, but the two boys talked about
different charms they would learn over their seven years of school.
“And there's one that can create a thunderstorm!” Benjamin said with huge eyes,
wild with enthusiasm. “I can't wait till we get to the more advanced classes.
This school is so much better than what I thought at first when the man came to
the orp-”
He stopped mid sentence. His eyes that moments before had been glowing with
enthusiasm were now almost as dark as the clouds outside the window.
“Benjamin...?” Espen looked over at his friend. Benjamin smiled apologetically
at Espen and gave him a little smile.
“I guess I can't keep it a secret forever anyway. I lied to you guys the first
day of the sememster.” he said and got up from the sofa and walked over to the
window where the rain were still pouring outside. “I don't have any parents, I
went to an orphanage during Christmas.”
“Benjamin... Are they-”
“Dead? I don't know.” Benjamin said and shrugges his shoulders. “I was left at
the doorstep when I was about a year old. I don't know who or where my parents
are.” Espen got up and put his hand on his friend's shoulder.
“I'm so sorry Benjamin.”
“It's OK, Espen. I can't miss something I never had, right? I never had any
friends over there. I'm so much smaller than the other kids, so they were quite
mean to me. That's why I like to read so much. I spent every free moment
reading, when not being bumped, tossed things on or pushed to the ground. When
the man from the Ministry came and told me I was a wizard, I didn't believe him
at first. I thought... That it was a mean lie by some of the older kids. Then
he turned my nightlight into a raven!” he said with a smile and looked over at
Espen. His eyes were wetter than usual, but the smile was as bright as the
flames from the wax candles behind them. “He told me I was a wizard and that I
would travel away from there and come here, to Hogwarts!”
Espen didn't know what else to do, so he gave his friend a hug. Benjamin seemed
surprised by it, but didn't protest. Espen hugged Benjamin tightly.
“You'll never be alone anymore. You have us, your friends.”
“Thank you, Espen. That means a lot.” he said and hugged Espen even tighter.
They stood like that for a little while. At the same time the rain outside the
window stopped and a silence filled the air, but it was a good silence. The two
boys understood each other a lot better now. They spent the whole day up in the
empty classroom, talking.
***** The Second Task *****
“Do you know anything? I mean, it's the lake. It can't be much to do there!”
Nigel asked as they walked down to the lake late February. The day before
they'd been told to meet up by the lake to spectate the second task in the
tournament.
“I haven't heard anything. Wonder if they are going to swim... You know, like a
race!” Benjamin replied. “Not that I envy them... It's ice cold outside! If
they have to go into the lake, they'd freeze to death, don't you think?”
“It can't be that!” Espen said, sure that it couldn't be anything so stupid. “I
mean, where is the magic in racing? Unless, they use some sort of charm that
shoots them through the water or something! That would be kind of cool.”
“Yea! Racing doesn't sound so stupid now, does it?” Nigel said with a grin.
“What do you think it is, Dennis?”
“It has to be something magical, right? So what if... They have to fight the
squid thing that saved me? They fought dragons, right? So why not the squid?
Maybe save someone from it. Dennis wou-” but then he stopped and looked around
the crowd that was walking down to the lake. “Where is Dennis?”
“I haven't seen him since this morning in the common-room. Maybe he's still in
the great hall eating?” Benjamin said, turning around to look up the hill. Not
spotting him, he shrugged his shoulders before he continued, “Would be pretty
stupid of him to miss the second task!
“Man, if Dennis doesn't make it back before the trial starts- OMPH!”
The last part he said as he fell back onto his butt. He'd just crashed into
Madame Maxime's back as she stood in the middle of the road, talking to
Professor Dumbledore. How he had missed her was a mystery as she filled half
the road by herself.
“Ohh! I am very sorry little boy. Are you 'urt?” Madame Maxime said as she
helped Espen back on his feet.
“I'm alright.” Espen said as he brushed the dirt off his pants. “Nothing to
worry about.”
Madame Maxime stared long and hard at him before saying in a slow and curious
voice,
“You... You zeem familiar. 'ave I met you before?” She finally said as she
squinted her eyes.
“N-No Madame Maxime. I've never seen you befo-”
“Who are your parents?” She asked before Espen could finish his sentence.
“Mr. Norum is the son of Esbjørn Norum and Madeleine Ambroise, isn't that
correct Mr Norum?” Dumbledore asked Espen with a warm smile.
“Y-Yes sir.” surprised that Dumbledore even knew his name, let alone his dad!
“Madeleine?!” She blurted out and looked shocked down at Espen.
“Do you know my mother Madame Maxime?”
“Of course I do! I studied wiz her at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic almost
twelve years ago. 'ow old are you?”
“I'm eleven, Madame Maxime.”
“Zen you are ze boy she 'ad after...” She stopped and gave Espen a little
smile, but it didn't look warm at all, but guilty. “I was wiz your mother when
she met your father. I-I should 'ave stayed wiz her, supported her, but I
couldn't. When you talk to your mother next, give her my best, will you?”
Espen could hardly believe it. He was speechless and all he could do was give
Madame Maxime a quick nod.
“Take care now Mr Norum.” Dumbledore said and gave Espen a smile and a nod.
“Shall we take out seats Madame Maxime? The task is about to start soon.”
“Of course. Lead ze way Dumblee-dorr.” Madame Maxime said and with one last
look at Espen, she and Professor Dumbledore walked further down and away from
Espen and his mind which was in uproar.
“Woah...” Nigel said and looked over at Espen. “Are you OK Espen? You don't
look so good.”
“I said I'm fine. Let's just find out seats.” Espen said and continued to walk
in the direction where Dumbledore and Madame Maxime were walking several meters
ahead. The two of them walked very fast, Madame Maxime with her long steps and
Dumbledore almost taking two steps for every one of hers. Espen walked blindly
and didn't even notice that they had reached the end of the road and were down
by the lake. The huge lake looked even colder than usual, with some ice-flakes
here and there, but the lake itself wasn't frozen.
“Espen, over here!” It was Jimmy and Nathan that called them over. The two
friends sat in deep conversation as Espen, Nigel and Benjamin sat down.
“Where's Dennis? He can't miss the trial!” Nathan said and looked around to see
if he could see Dennis.
“We think he's up at the castle for some reason.” Espen replied without
looking. His mind was wandering over to Madame Maxime that sat behind the
podium ten meters away, talking to Professor Dumbledore. That woman had know
his mother during her school years, traveled the world with her and because she
had fallen in live with a muggle man, she had with the rest of her friends,
abandoned her. And almost twelve years later she expected her friend's son to
give her best wishes? His thoughts were abrupted by the sound of running and
looked up and expected to see Dennis and Colin coming back, but it was Harry
Potter. He didn't look very good. His hair looked messier than usual, like he'd
just woken up and he was panting like crazy. Had he run from the Castle, just
now? The three other Champions stood ready by the shore, Krum in a bathing
suit, but with a cloak to keep him warm, Delacour and Diggory in their normal
school clothes. Nigel had apparently also noticed the bathing suit and nudged
Espen in the side as he smiled, very happy that his guess seemed right. By the
look of it, it had to be some sort of race they were going to have in the ice
cold lake. Moments later, the new sound of running people reached them. This
time it was Dennis and Colin. The two brother joined them at the front row as
both panted just as heavy as Potter.
“Where were you?” Jimmy asked Dennis curiously, but it was Colin that answered.
“We just got run down by Harry in the entrance hall! We were on our way when-”
Colin started but his brother punched him in his side.
“ouch! What did you do that for?” Colin said with a smile and looked over at
his brother, who looked a little red. Maybe it was from the running, Espen
thought, but Dennis just shook his head at his brother, who in return just
shrugged his shoulders. “We're here now. That's what matters.” He finished and
winked at his little brother. No doubt about it. Dennis was blushing!
Just as Espen were to ask Dennis why he wouldn't tell, Ludo Bagman put his wand
to his throat and his voice filled the whole area.
“Well, all our Champions are ready for the second task that will start on my
whistle. They have precisely one hour to recover something that was taken from
them. On the count of three then. One. Two. THREE!” Ludu Bagman blew his
whistle and to Espens horror, the four champions ran out into the cold water.
Krum was busy waving his want around his head as it started to change color and
shape into... A shark! But it was just his head though. His hands, body and
legs were still the same, but his head had transformed, making it possible for
him to breathe under water. Delacour and Diggory were also waving their wands
around their heads but not to transform themselves, but conjure a bubble around
their heads as they dived down into the water. Finally it was Potter, that
looked like he was chewing something.
“What's he doing?” Dennis asked and stood up to see if he could spot something.
Suddenly Potter started gasping for air and held his hands around his neck like
he couldn't breathe before he also dived into the cold, dark water.
“What...” Colin said in shock. “Did Harry Potter just die?!” he shouted out.
“No. Harry used Gillyweed.” a voice said behind them. They all turned around to
see a chubby boy almost jumping up and down in excitement. The boy looked down
at them with a huge grin. “I can't believe he used it, I just read about that a
month ago! Wow!”
“What is gillyweed?” Colin asked.
“Gillyweed is a weed that gives the user gills and changes the form of the
user, giving them the ability to breathe and swim underwater with ease! This is
even better than I imagined.”
Espen, Dennis, Nathan, Jimmy, Nigel and Benjamin looked over at each other and
had to admit, they were disappointed.
“So...” Dennis started, “They are going to stay under water for an hour, and we
won't see any of it?!”
“Yes, but Harry used gillyweed! That's far more exciting than the last trial! I
have to talk to professor Sprout about this.” the boy said and almost ran over
to the row where most of the teachers sat and immediately started to talk her.
“Who the heck was that? And how is Potter eating some grass more exciting than
a dragon?!” Jimmy said with a look of disgust over at the boy.
“That was Neville. He's in the same year as Harry.” Colin said and rolled his
eyes. “He's a real dork if you ask me, and apparently he is very into
herbology, kind of like how you're into transfiguration, Espen.” Colin added
and looked over at Espen.
“What do you mean?” Espen said as he looked over at the boy again, now in deep
conversation with Professor Sprout that looked just as happy with how the trial
was turning out.
“He's really good in herbology. A natural, not that it helps him much. From
what I hear he's not good in anything else so he kind of need to be good at
something, right?” Colin said and shrugged his shoulders. Then the read headed
girl behind them beat Colin on the head with her bag.
“Be nice to Neville, Colin! He's very nice you know. He took me to the Yule
Ball and all.”
“Hey! I can't help it that he's a dork!” Colin said and rubbed his head where
the bag had his him. “Just because he took you to the Yule Ball, he's not very
cool, now is he Ginny?” He said and pointed over at Neville, who now were
almost jumping up and down with excitement from talking to Professor Sprout.
The read headed girl, Ginny, sighed.
“I guess... I could have gone with Harry though, but Neville asked me first. I
didn't think I would go to it, you know, but he is really nice. So be nice to
him, Colin or I'll smack you!” the girl said strictly and gave him an angry
look before she continued to talk to her friends.
“Who was that?” Dennis whispered to his brother and looked scared back up at
the girl.
“That was Ginny Weasley. She's the same year as me.” Colin said, still rubbing
his head. “What did she have in her bag? Rocks?” he snared angrily and looked
hurt back up at Ginny before turning his attention to the now quiet lake.
Minutes went by and just as Espen were to say out loud if anything were going
to ever happen, there was splashing out in the lake. It was Fleur Delacour. Her
bubble helmet burst a second after reaching the surface. She was screaming a
second before something pulled her under again. The whole crowd gasped as she
vanished from sight. The judged all jumped to their feet and Madame Maxime ran
towards the shore when Delacour resurfaced. She swam as quickly as she could
back to shore. When she crawled up the last few meters, Espen noticed her arms.
Long claw marks along one of her arms. Not too deep, but something had tried to
pull her below again. Madame Maxime helped her back on dry land and waved for
Madame Pomfrey, who came running with blankets for her.
“Is she alright?” Benjamin asked as he looked over at Fleur being tucked into
several blankets.
“She'll be alright. She's jus-” Nathan said but Delacour threw off the blankets
that Madame Maxime and Madame Pomfrey tried to pack her in and wanted to throw
herself in the water again.
“She iz still in ze water! Gabrielle!” she shouted as Madame Maxime called for
some of Delacour's classmates to keep her calm.
“Gabrielle...” Espen said, “Are... Are the things that the champions have to
reclaim people?!” he asked the rest in shock, but no-one answered.
It took several minutes to calm Delacour enough down for her to sit down and
wait. Fleur had only been in the water for about 20 minutes and it would take
another 40 before anything interesting started to happen again. Nathan had just
asked “if something were going to bloody happen soon” when Diggory came to the
surface. His bubble helmet also burst a second after he came up from the deep.
In his arms he had a girl, black haired and asian looking in appearance. Espen
saw her talking to Diggory, looking confused. As the two came on land again,
Madame Pomfrey came running with blakets for them both and a cup of something
that were making a lot of smoke. As Diggory took a zip, his face got red for
half a second and he suddenly looked all warm again. Almost the second that
Diggory came back on land, another one of the champions surfaced out on the
lake. This time is was the shark headed Krumm, he too holding a girl in his
arms. He waved his wand and his head returned to normal as he talked to the
girl he was helping back on land. She too looked a bit confused for a second,
but soon got back into.
“Where is Harry?” Colin said concerned and got up from his seat, but nothing
out in the lake moved now that three out of the four Champions were back on
land. Diggory and Krum both talked to their precious ones, while Delacour still
looked out at the lake. Now she was almost sobbing and every now and then
mentioned the name “Gabrielle” again. Then...
“It's him!” Dennis said and jumped up and down something started to move out in
the lake again. This time it was not only two, but three people out in the
lake. Harry, a red headed boy and a blond girl, not much younger than Espen!
The two boys helped the girl back on shore and Delacour waited for them before
throwing herself into her sisters arms. And then she kissed both the boys on
the cheeks.
“Damn...” Nathan said and smiled to Nigel and Espen. They both smiled back. Who
wouldn't want to be kissed by her? She was beautiful by all standards and it
was something about her that made your eyes just wander over to her, much like
how... Espen looked over at Dennis who was talking to his brother now that
Harry finally had appeared. Espen's eyes began to wander over various parts of
Dennis. His mouse brown hair and how it curled just a little bit around his
ears. How his trousers fit him so perfectly and hugged his legs so well and how
in between those legs-
“Ladies and gentlemen, we have reached our decision.” Ludo Bagman said again
with his wand to his throat. He then told the crowd how many points the
different Champions had achived during the trial. Delacour had gotten 25
points, Diggory, 47, Krum 40 and then Harry...
“...Mr Potter were the first to reach the hostages and that the delay in his
return was due to his determination to return all the hostages to safety, not
just his own. Most of the judges feel that this shows moral fiber and merits
full marks. However, Mr Potter score is 45.” Bagman finished to the thundering
applause from every single Gryffindor on the stands and a few Ravenclaws and
Hufflepuffs as well! As Espen were jumping up and down with the rest of the
first years and hugged them all for Harry getting a shared first place so far
with Diggory, he finally got around to Dennis and hugged him tight. Dennis
hugged him back, but briefly. Not anything like the hug they had shared during
Christmas. As they let go of each other, Espen looked into Dennis' face and saw
something he hadn't seen before in it. Shame. But for what? As they all walked
back up to the castle, Dennis didn't look once at Espen, and he had no idea
why!
***** Pretty pictures *****
As soon as Espen got back up to the castle, he grabbed some parchment and his
quill and ink and left the common-room and headed to the owlery. He had to get
what Madamee Maxime told him, off his chest. Once he had climbed up the stairs
to the tower and entered the round room, he found a seat that wasn't too
polluted by owl poop and started writing;
Dear mom,
I know it's been a while since my last letter, but I've had a really busy time.
The reason I'm writing, is that I met someone that I believe you know, Madame
Maxime. As you know, the Tri-Wizard tournament, and she is the headmaster at
Beauxbatons. I had a little talk to her and she told me that you two were
friends once, and to give you her best wishes.
Espen stopped. He didn't really know what more to say. Should he say how guilty
she'd looked when she found out who he was? As these thoughts run through his
mind, a flap of wings filled the air and Hugo landed on his shoulder, holding
what looked like half a mouse in his beak. Hugo tilted his head and looked into
Espen's eyes. Espen reached out to Hugo's head and stoked his soft feathers.
Espen put his quill to the parchment again and continued,
I hope you're well mom. I miss you a lot and I can't wait to see you!
Love, Espen.
Espen rolled up the letter and secured it safely around Hugo's leg.
“Take this to mom for me, will you?” he said as he continued to stoke Hugo over
the head. His owl blinked and let out a soft hoot and stroked his soft head
against Espen's face before spreading his wings and flying out the window.
Over the next couple of weeks, Dennis seemed to distance himself even more from
the rest of the first years. This bugged Espen a lot, even though he tried his
best not to show it. Dennis was his same old self in class, joking around with
the rest of the guys, but as soon as it was over he vanished and didn't show up
before late at night. Espen tried to talk to him about it, but he got nothing
out of him. He always managed to change the subject somehow. He even tried to
follow him once, but again, he simply vanished! Espen started to get desperate
and asked Colin for advice.
“Best leave him to it, Espen.” Colin said as he patted him on his back. “I
think he really needs to be alone for a little while. He'll tell you when he
feels like it.”
But what the heck did that mean? Espen couldn't understand any of it. Finally,
Espen managed to allowed himself to leave Dennis be and started to hang out
more with the rest of the first years. Benjamin was his old self, still in his
lonely classroom, reading and practicing spells and charms for himself. As fun
as it was, it was slightly too repetitive for Espen, and he soon got bored
sitting in the dusty old sofa reading a book. So he looked to Nathan and Jimmy
for company, but they were almost as hard to find as Dennis these days! Nathan
was helping Jimmy lose some weight, since he was on the chubby side. Jimmy
wanted to try out for the Quidditch team next year as a beater, and that
required him to either lose his weight and becoming stronger, or him simply
being gifted as it. Sadly for him, the last one was an impossibility! So they
trained together four times a week, jogging, improving his conditioning and
strength. Espen mostly just watched and talked to them as they went on, and
every now and then stole a glance at Nathan whenever he slipped off his shirt
when they were working out in the empty class rooms that they found. As this,
too, became a little boring to Espen after a while, he tried to find Nigel and
find out what he did after class. Not surprisingly, he was even harder to find
than the rest of them. Since he was usually quiet in class, Espen never learned
what Nigel got up to afterwards, even though he had an idea of what. He
remembered catching Nigel looking dreamily at the prefect, that he'd seen him
with in the woods during the second trial, Henry. Nifel always seemed to have
slight twinkle in his eyes whenever he saw him. Espen guessed they still did
their... extra-curricular activities together. So, Espen stayed with Nathan and
Jimmy for a month, more or less every day. Jimmy made some pretty extraordinary
progress in his training. When ever they did their training, he managed to lift
more, run longer and endure their quick sessions longer.
“If this continues, you'll be ready in a matter of months!” Nathan said with a
wide grin. “We'll have to find you some time on a broomstick to see if you're
any good as a beater. You're sure you want to try out next year?” he said
worried, as Fred and George Weasley still had one more year before they were
finished at Hogwarts.
“I'm sure. I have to try.” Jimmy said as he finished hit sit-ups. “They only
have next year left, and who knows, they might need a reserve someday!”
“Fred and George don't strike me as the kind of people that get sick of being
beaters. They've been on the house team since they were second year.” Espen
said nonchalantly, sitting on a desk reading in his transfiguration book.
Professor McGonagall had given him more and more complex homework aside from
his regular homework. Now he was reading about making birds into different
kinds of glasses and goblets, still far ahead of the rest of his class.
“I know, but who knows, they might be kicked off the team for blowing of a
toilet or... hexing someone,” Jimmy said as he walked over to Espen, looking in
his transfiguration book. “You never know. I still don't understand why
Professor McGonagall is allowing you to do this kind of stuff. I can't
understand half of what that page says!” he said and gestured at the complex
diagrams that the book showed on how a different animals could be turned into a
goblet.
“She said I'm gifted in it. I don't even have to try too hard. Look,” Espen
said and pointed his wand over at a small spider at the window, devouring and
fat fly caught in its web.
“Arania Firavanti,” Espen mumbled, and a bright light shot out of his oak wand
and hit the spider. The small creature glowed for half a second before turning
into a tiny goblet.
“I just read that a minute ago,” Espen said with a grin. “These transfiguration
spells come so easily to me, I don't know why. McGonagall says I need to be
careful by going too far ahead, though. I need to learn basic wand control
before I can try myself on third year spells.”
“Still...” Nathan said as he too, walked over to look in Espen's book,” You're
farther ahead than all of us,” he said, gesturing at Jimmy and himself. “That's
very impressive, mate!”
Espen knew this very well. He was far better than the rest of his class, at
least when it came to transfiguration. On all other subjects he was on par with
the rest, even though he had some trouble with Defence Against the Dark Arts.
Professor Moody had told him that even the basic charms and spells were
demanding for a first year with little training. During the last lesson, he'd
only been able to create a few sparks, when the rest had made a whole stream of
them.
“You just need to practice more.” Benjamin said as the two of them walked from
the library and over to their spot. “I'm sure you'll get the hang of it
eventually. You can do the Lumos charm as well as anyone else now!” he pointed
out.
As they passed a hallway full of thick wooden doors, they heard a sound coming
from one door, slightly ajar. To Espen, this sound was very familiar— it was a
clear moan of pleasure. Benjamin had stopped to listen where the sound came
from, and as he opened his mouth to ask, Espen held a hand over his mouth, and
put a finger up to his own to signal him to be quiet. Slowly they sneaked
closer to the door and peeked inside. To Espen, this scene was very familiar as
well, since it was Nathan making the moans from inside the room. It seemed like
Nathan had found someone else to give him some release. Nathan was seated on a
desk with his eyes closed as someone worked their hand up and down his stiff
tool. A boy with raven black hair was on his knees working his hands on
Nathan's tool. Espen looked over at Benjamin to see his reaction to the scene
in from of them. As suspected, his mouth hung wide open and his eyes were glued
to Nathan's hard dick. Espen smirked as he noticed a small tent in front of
Benjamin's trousers as well. They had barely been watching the scene for ten
seconds and by the looks of it, he was fully erect under the thin layer of
clothes. With one last look at Nathan, now panting harder with each stroke by
the other boy, Espen nudged Benjamin. It took a second or two before Benjamin
noticed Espen’s nudges to his side, looking confused at him, almost as if he'd
forgotten Espen was even there. Espen hurried to the closest empty classroom in
the hall and silently signaled Benjamin to follow him. As they opened the door,
Nathan's moans suddenly stopped. Espen guessed he'd reached his limit. Espen
was very curious about the identity of the raven-haired boy. It took a few
seconds before anything moved outside the hall. First, Nathan came out,
slightly shifting his trousers to a more comfortable position. Soon after came
the boy with the raven-black hair. Espen now recognized the boy as a first year
in Ravenclaw, the house crest on his school uniform confirming it. The two boys
exchanged a smile and a wink before they departed to different ends of the
hall.
Espen and Benjamin waited a minute before exiting the classroom and, without a
word, started to walk towards their reading spot once more. It wasn't until
they both threw themselves onto the dusty couch that either of them said
anything.
“Woah...” Benjamin said, his eyes wide open. Espen looked down and noticed that
Benjamin still had a tent going on down there.
“Yea, woah,” Espen said, not actually surprised by the scene they had
witnessed. He had gotten to know Nathan pretty well over the last few months
and learned how hungry he was for being touched down there. He'd asked Espen a
couple of times to help him out again, but for some reason Espen had thought it
wouldn't be a very good idea to become too addicted to seeing Nathan's stuff,
no matter how attractive both he and his penis were.
“That was really intense. What—why did they do that? That's not right!”
Benjamin's voice brought Espen back to reality. He looked over at his blond
haired friend. He was staring at the wall, not blinking at all. He looked very
serious when he continued, “Boys should so not that. That's... naughty!” he
finished and looked up at Espen.
“Yeah, it is naughty.” Espen said with a smile and nodded towards Benjamin's
crotch. Benjamin's face turned almost crimson when he looked down and noticed
the tent in his trousers.
“I-I... It's not because of them! It just does that at times. I can't help it.”
He gestured wildly, getting up from the couch and pacing back and forth,
stammering almost in a panic, as if Espen would think less of him or something.
But Espen got up and put a hand on his friend‘s shoulder, holding him fast and
stopping his nervous pacing.
“It's OK Benjamin,” he said and looked down at his own crotch. Benjamin’s eyes
followed and he gasped when he noticed that Espen also had a tent in his
trousers. Espen laughed and looked carefully into his friend’s eyes, “It
happens and it's nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, that boy was just doing
Nathan a favor.”
“Wh-... how did that boy help him out?”
“You don't do it then? You know...” Espen smiled, “Wank!”
“What's that?”
“It's when you...” Espen stopped. He thought back to when Nathan had had this
exact talk with him a few months ago. “It's when you pull the skin on your...
umm, penis back and forth, making it feel really nice. And when someone else
does it on you, it feels great!”
“When you do what?!” Benjamin asked very slowly, putting extra pressure on the
last word. Espen sighed and started to undo his belt.
“Get on the couch and take off your trousers. I'll show you.” Espen said as he
quickly looked over to the stairs to see that they really were alone, then he
dropped his trousers to the floor and stepped out of them.
Benjamin just stood there with his mouth open, watching as one of his closest
friends moved his hand inside his underwear. Espen had an idea on how to make
this work for both Benjamin and himself. He'd teach Benjamin to wank while he
worked his own dick at the same time. He really needed a wank after seeing
Nathan get worked by the Ravenclaw boy. Espen sat down on the dusty couch and
sank deep into the well-used pillows. With his hand still inside his underwear,
he gripped around the warm tube of his flesh, and placed his thumb on the tip,
massaging it slightly before he moved his hand up and down a few times. He
really needed to cum, but he had to get Benjamin to understand how he could do
this himself.
“Get over here!” Espen said, making Benjamin come out of his trance. He
hesitated a few seconds, staring at Espen in his white underwear. He sighed and
started to undo his belt as well. A minute later the two boys sat side by side
in the couch, both of them a little flushed.
“OK. What you need to do is,” Espen said as he slid his underwear off, exposing
his pulsing rod, but Espen didn't take much notice of it. “Wrap one of your
hands around it like this, and start moving your hand up and down. The most
important thing is to work this area here, the tip. It's the most sensitive
part and it’s what will make you feel good in the end.”
Benjamin blushed again, turning as red as he could ever be while his eyes were
glued to Espen’s stroking hand.
“I don't have to see yours if you don't want me to. You can just do what I did
first, place your hand inside your underwear and—come on, just do it! You won't
get hurt by it!” Espen laughed when he saw the nervous look on Benjamin's face.
While he worked on his own dick, he noticed that Benjamin's hand slowly moved
down and rested on top of his own little crotch tent. Espen just moaned and
closed his eyes to see if it would get Benjamin moving. When he opened his eyes
next, Benjamin had moved his hand inside his undies and was slightly moving it
around.
“That's it. Wrap your hand around it and move it up and down. Make sure you
don't hold it too loose or tight. You'll know how much pressure you need to-
ahh...” Espen couldn't finish the sentence. He let go of his penis and took a
few breaths.
“Why did you stop?” Benjamin asked worriedly, taking his hand out of his
underwear and looked his friend over.
“I just don't want to finish yet. You feeling it yet? Is it starting to feel
any good?”
“N-no. Not really. It just feels a little... weird. And this is supposed to
feel good at some point?”
“Yes. It's the best feeling ever. Want me to 'help you out'?” Espen asked with
a grin. Benjamin's face went from slightly flushed to crimson again.
“No! I'm fine! You don't need to-” the rest of Benjamin’s reply never came out
as Espen had already moved his hand to the top of the tent in his friend’s
undies. Benjamin gasped as he felt the weight of Espen’s hand resting on his
most private place.
Looking at his friend to see his reaction, Espen caressed the tip of the tent
and moved it around, then moved down to where he knew Benjamin's testicles
were. With a light touch, he felt around his friend’s testicles and carefully
slid the tip of his fingers inside the underwear’s leg hole. Benjamin closed
his eyes and moaned. Espen knew the feeling the smaller boy was getting from
his own experience, when Nathan had done the same to him. Not seeing any signs
of Benjamin’s disapproval, he moved his hand further up and felt the base of a
very hard dick.
“I really want to help you out, Benjamin,” Espen whispered as he moved his
fingers further and further up Benjamin's dick, “Let me show you how it's
supposed to feel.”
Benjamin was breathing more heavily now as he opened up his eyes and looked
directly into Espen's own eyes. The piercing blue eyes looked back at him
determinedly as he nodded. With just a moment’s hesitation, he hooked his
fingers under the elastic waistband and slid his underwear down his smooth
legs.
Espen was impressed by what he saw. Even though he was a small kid, possibly
the smallest kid in school, Benjamin sure wasn't the smallest down there! He
was about the same size as Espen, around 8cm or so, but unlike Espen, he didn't
have a lot of excess skin at the tip. The foreskin barely covered the tip of
Benjamin’s penis, creating a tiny hole at the tip where Espen could see the
sensitive head underneath.
Espen swallowed as he wrapped his hand around the shaft, waiting for Benjamin
to finish his gasp before he started to move his hand. He stroked slowly up and
down, forcing the skin back and exposing more and more of the purple head
underneath. Espen decided to move slow and steady with Benjamin, who was
carefully paying attention to his every move.
“This feels so weird.” Benjamin finally said, squirming around in his seat.
“Now, I'm going to do something different... I like it a lot when I do this to
myself,” Espen said as he changed his grip. Instead of wrapping his entire hand
around, he only used his thumb and index finger to focus more on the sensitive
head. Benjamin moaned louder than before as Espen now started to move his
fingers faster. As Benjamin’s breathing became heavier, Espen stroked even
faster. Then Benjamin's legs began shaking, his toes curling and his head
thrown back as he let out a loud moan. Espen could feel Benjamin's penis
pulsing in his hands as it tried to push something out, that never came. After
four of these pulses, it stopped and Benjamin was left almost gasped for air.
The two boys just sat there for a few seconds, Espen still with his fingers on
Benjamin's softening penis.
“Congratulations, Benjamin,” Espen said as he released his grip, “you just had
your first ever wank.”
“Woah.” Benjamin said, still with his head back, looking at the ceiling,
“that... was something else.” he finished, his breathing having calmed a bit.
Espen couldn't help to feel a little proud of Benjamin. Even though he had only
learned this skill six months before, it felt really good to actually learn
others as well. Looking at Benjamin, at his soft penis, a little flushed from
it's handling before, Benjamin's shirt looking a little roughed up after the
intense orgasm he'd had seconds before and Benjamin's glasses hanging crooked
on his face. Espen still had to find his own release, but he figured he should
save it for later, as this was kind of a special moment for Benjamin. Still
without his trousers on, he scooched closer to Benjamin, putting his arm around
his shoulders and just sat next to him, leaning back and looking at the
ceiling.
After what seemed like hours, the two boys got dressed again. They left the
dusty old classroom with it's old couch and broken desks and went to the
common-room. As they walked the many corridors to the common-room, Espen
noticed a small change in his friend. The Benjamin he'd gotten to know so very
well the past few months had been a shy boy, even among friends. Espen had
always been the one who had to engage the conversations with him, even then he
was a boy of few words. Now, even though it was in whispers, Benjamin talked
all the way to the portrait of the fat lady, almost not pausing to catch his
breath.
“You need to show me that again sometime!” he whispered as the portrait swung
open and the climbed into the common-room, “I want to make sure I do it right.
That was simply the best. Wow, I can understand why Nathan had that boy do it
to him. How did you learn it?” Benjamin asked as they climbed the stairs up to
their dormitory.
“Umm, Nathan taught me.” Espen replied, feeling very warm all of a sudden. The
dormitory was thankfully empty. It was still pretty early in the day and most
of the other first-years were still out. Benjamin sat down at the end of his
bed, laughing at Espen as he told the story of when Nathan had taught him how
to wank. He left out why Nathan had taught him in the first place though. Espen
wasn't even sure why he didn't tell Benjamin. The two of them had just upped
their friendship to the next level, but telling Benjamin about how confused he
was about his feelings for Dennis, was out of the question. He had to find out
that for himself before he could let anyone know, even Benjamin.
Later that night, after all the other first-years was sleeping and snoring in
their beds, Espen lay awake. He was thinking about the events of the day and
everything he'd seen. Then he remembered that he still hadn't finished himself
off after his wanking session with Benjamin. Looking over at the other beds,
making sure they all were fast asleep, he slid off his pyjama bottoms and
wrapped his hand around his hard dick. Taking a breath, he closed his eyes as
images of Nathan sitting on a desk with a boy's hands on his dick and
Benjamin's body shaking as he had an orgasm flashed in his mind. As right hand
worked on his shaft, his left went further and further between his legs, from
his ball-sack and to his tight bum-hole. Biting his lip, he circled his fingers
around the entrance as he felt that he was getting closer to his release.
Slowly he pushed his fingers at the tight entrance and let out a soft moan of
pain as his finger went inside of him. He stopped a second to listen in, he
thought he had heard movement, but as he looked over the other beds in the
darkness, he couldn't see anything.
Trying to be more quiet, he lifted his knees to make sure his hands didn't make
too much noise with the blanket. This new position have him more room, allowing
his finger to sink deeper as he continued to wank his dick. Espen felt his body
being on the edge of orgasm when another picture came to mind, A picture he had
thought of many times before. Dennis. He pictured his mouse-brown hair, brown
eyes and wonderful smile, the image from their last dare night, when he'd seen
Dennis' naked body for the first time came crashing to mind. He pictured Dennis
lying next to him, his skin against his. With this picture, Espen came as he'd
never done before. Even though it was a silent one, it raged over his tiny
eleven year old body, curling his toes, his back and he could even feel it on
the top of his head. The few drops of milky white cum splashed against the
underside of the covers, smearing it over his stomach and bare pubic area. With
one last breath, Espen let go of his penis and pulled his finger out of his bum
and settled in for the best night’s sleep he'd ever had.
***** Three not so little secrets *****
At the breakfast table the day after, Hugo came flying down to Espen with a
heavy letter tied to his leg. As Espen opened it up, he saw it was a reply from
his mom.
Dear Espen,
I’m sure you have some questions about Madame Maxime, but I’ll leave that talk
to later. You should only know that I don’t blame her for leaving me when she
did. I were the one to tell her to go in the first place. I left a letter
inside yours, to give to her from me. Will you do that for me?
I miss having you around in the house with me. It’s so quiet here without you
and I can’t wait to have you back home with me.
Love, Mom
Espen opened up the envelope and took out the other letter. It was this letter
that made his look so heavy! It was at least five times as thick as his own and
it, unlike his own, was sealed.
“Hey Benjamin…” Espen called down the table and brought Benjamin out of his
daze, stroking Hugo’s soft feathers.
“Huh? What?”
“Do you know how to seal back a letter with magic…?” Espen asked as he held the
heavy letter in his hands. Benjamin gave Espen a mean look as he looked from
his letter to the unopened one.
“Even if I do, you shouldn’t do-“ but more than that he never got to say,
because Espen had torn up the seal and took out the letter inside. As he folded
out the paper, something fell out. He looked down at the table and saw an old
black and white picture, much like his own with his friends. The picture showed
six girls in their teens laughing at the camera and holding around each other.
Espen could see his own mother standing beside what had to be Madame Maxime.
Maxime was only three heads taller than the other girls at that point. She and
his mom hugged each other for the camera and smiled from ear to ear. This sight
left Espen with even more questions and he looked to the letter for answers,
but his hopes for answers were shot down when he noticed the language it was
written in.
“French?!” Benjamin burst out as he leaned in and looked down the long letter,
“Can you read it Espen?”
“No…” Espen said, feeling his mood dropping by the second. He’d never learned
French from his mom as she was determined to never move back to France. So
she’d say that he had no need for it and then dropped the subject. Espen folded
the letter back up, leaving the black and white photo on top, closed it and
handed it over to Benjamin who took out his wand to seal it back up with magic.
Espen took a deep breath, and got up. He looked over to the front table, where
the faculty sat and spotted Madame Maxime in deep conversation with Dumbledore.
As he walked up to the table, Dumbledore looked surprised over at Espen, soon
followed by Madame Maxime’s own surprised look.
“I did as you told me to, Madame Maxime. I wrote to my mother about you and she
sent me this.” Espen said and handed over the heavy letter. Madame Maxime
looked confused down at the letter as she opened it. It wasn’t before she saw
the black and white picture that her face changed. She smiled at the letter and
Espen could see her eyes become slightly wet.
“Zank you…” she finally said and looked up into his eyes with a warm smile.
Espen only nodded then walked back down to the Gryffindor table. When Espen
finally sat down again, he glanced back up the faculty table. Madame Maxime
held the picture in one hand and the other in front of her mouth. Even at this
distance, it was easy to spot her wet eyes.
The end of the school year closed in on the first-years. Espen, Benjamin,
Dennis, Nathan, Jimmy and Nigel spent day in and day out practicing spells and
memorizing ingredients in potions. Most of their exams had been set in the days
after the Third Trial, something Espen really wanted to see. So he had to focus
all his energy reading over his notes from lectures and wand movements. He was
determined to get good grades in at least Transfiguration, Defense Against The
Dark Arts and Charms, the three most useful subjects to him. Espen spent most
of his time reading up in the usual spot, with Benjamin. He was by far the one
who was most prepared for the exams. He'd been studying for months already.
“I'm not that early out, you know.” he said to Espen over top of the book he
was reading, “It's all of you guys who are late.” He was halfway right. Espen
should have started months ago, but he had been to occupied trying to find out
what Dennis was trying so hard to hide from him. He'd tried to follow Dennis,
without any luck. He'd tried to ask Colin again, who again, told him to leave
Dennis be. Nathan and Jimmy had been far too focused on training that when
Espen asked if they had started to study, both boys became pale as sheets.
So now the all six first year boys sat up in the dusty classroom, with their
books and notes from the year. As the room only had one three seater sofa, the
rest of them had pulled some chairs from the big pile of old furniture in the
corner and out them in a neat circle around the only table that wasn’t broken.
These little study sessions allowed the boys to practice all sorts of charms,
transfigurations and other spells that they couldn’t do safely in the
Gryffindor common room, as crowded as it was these days, with exams coming up.
It was after one of these study sessions that Espen finally made some progress
about his missing classmates. He’d stayed behind to work on his Wingardium
Leviosa charm and was on his way back to the Gryffindor common room, when he
noticed something he’d never seen before. On one of the stonewalls, there was a
small gap in the shape of a door, only a bit ajar. He looked around and
confirmed that the hall he was in was indeed empty. He tried to pry the door
open with his fingers and with a little work it slowly started to open. As the
door was open wide enough for him to slip in, he heard some noise at the end of
the hall, so he quickly slipped in and when he stepped inside, the door slowly
slid back into its original position. With the door closed, the room was pitch
black.
“Lumos.” Espen said and the tip of his wand burst out in light that revealed
the room he’d stepped into. It was a narrow hallway, with a set of spiraling
stairs leading down. Wondering where this passage would lead, he pointed his
wand ahead and started to walk down the stairs. It wasn’t a very long passage,
so he soon stood over another stone wall, that didn’t look like it would move
soon. He tried to push, kick and shove at the wall, but it didn’t even flinch.
Then Espen remembered their study sessions and the latest addition to his
charms. “Alahomora” he said in desperation. To his surprise, the thick wall
suddenly gave in and slid open like a door. He stepped out from the narrow
passage and noticed that he’d climbed two storied down and ended up close to
the front halls marble staircase. Very happy with himself for actually finding
a secret passage, he pointed his wand at the now hidden door, said “Alahomora”
and went back the way he came. He was just thinking to himself that he had to
tell the other first years about this passage when he heard voices at the top
of the stairs. The narrow walls distorted the sound a bit, but he was quite
certain that it was a male voice. Espen was a little put out by the fact that
this secret passage wasn’t as secret as he first thought when the voice ahead
called out a name he knew: Nigel. Espen quickly whispered “Nox” which put out
the light on his wand and slowly crept up the stairs and the voices became
clearer. It was a male voice for sure, but what he said didn’t make much sense
to Espen, being as disoriented as he was in pitch black darkness.
“Who knew you’d actually go for this, Nigel. You’re…” then a loud moan. Espen
froze, dead in his tracks. Espen could see some light ahead, pale, like from a
Lumos charm. The voice continued, sounding a little rushed, “…very good at
this… don’t stop… use your tongue…” the voice filled the room more the further
up Espen managed to creep up, and the voice became louder and louder. Then
Espen could finally see who was talking, and his jaw dropped. Whatever he’d
thought he would walk into, this was not it! Ahead of him, there was a boy, by
the looks of his school uniform, a Hufflepuff. On the ground, on his knees was
Nigel. Even though Espen could only see the back of him, the strawberry blonde
hair and clothes told him it was indeed Nigel. He was on his knees in front of
the other boy, bobbing his head and holding something in his hands as he did.
Espen had an idea of what he was holding, when he noticed that the older boy’s
pants was on the ground. The older boy had a glimmering prefect sign on his
uniform, just like the Gryffindor prefect he’d seen him with before had, but
Espen had never even seen this boy before! The Hufflepuff had his head leaned
back at the wall and his eyes closed with one hand resting on top of Nigel’s
head, holding a good chunk of Nigel’s hair in his hand. It didn’t look like it
hurt, but the Hufflepuff was obviously helping with the bobbing. As the prefect
moved his body a little, Espen sneaked another few steps up and got to see the
scene from a new angle, confirming his suspicions. Now being able to see the
scene from a side view, he could finally see what Nigel was holding in his
hands. He had the Hufflepuff’s dick in his mouth, using one of his hands to
wank the length of the dick as his head bobbed up and down the shaft and his
other to play with the heavy ballsack under what looked like at least a 17cm
(7”) dick. The Hufflepuff opened his eyes and looked down as Nigel’s mouth slid
up and down his shaft.
“Man… This is so great!” the Hufflepuff said hoarsely as he began to thrust his
hips a little into Nigel’s face. Nigel gagged all off a sudden and let the dick
out of his mouth.
“Don’t thrust so hard in, ok? I can’t take it all at once.” He said and without
even waiting for a response, grabbed the Hufflepuffs dick in his hand and
guided into his own open mouth. The older boy moaned as Nigel worked on his
dick. He grabbed hold of Nigel’s hair again and started to thrust his hips
again, but more slow this time.
“I’m going coming now… I-I can’t hold it any longer,“ the Hufflepuff said
panting and a few seconds later he gave out a muffled scream of pleasure. His
hands had moved to the back of Nigel’s head and pushed it as far down the
length of his dick as he could. Even in the dim light, Espen could see Nigel’s
eyes tearing up as he struggled to breathe. It only lasted a few seconds
though. The Hufflepuff finally released his grip of Nigel’s head and Nigel was
left gasping for air.
“That was awesome, Nigel. Give George a thank you from me, alright?” the
Hufflepuff winked at Nigel as he zipped up his trousers again.
“Sure Danny. So you’re in?” Nigel said as he got up on his feet and dusted off
his own trousers.
“You bet I am.”
Finally, Nigel and the Hufflepuff quietly snuck out the way they entered and
left Espen alone in the dark with his mind, still in uproar from what he’d seen
and heard. His mouth felt very dry as he thought over what the Hufflepuff had
said before he zipped up his pants. “Give George a thank you from me, alright?”
and then the look on Nigel’s face… Espen didn’t even notice that he’d reached
the top pf the stairs and leaned into the hidden door, staring into the
darkness. His mind was so in shock that he hadn’t even noticed how hard and
throbbing his own dick was and that he’d already grabbed hold of it with his
own hand. With a small sigh, he started to wank himself. Slowly at first, but
increasing the speed as he felt himself come closer to his release. Maybe the
dark led his other senses to become more potent, but he could swear that he
could hear the cum spray out from his dick and left echoes as the drops landed
on the cold stone floor.
Weak in his knees, Espen slid all the way down the wall and sat there for a
minute or two. His mind drifted over to Nigel again, and what he’d done! He’s
taken the Hufflepuff prefect’s dick into his mouth and apparently, the
Hufflepuff has shot his cum, all of it, down his throat! This was all new to
Espen and he reminded himself to ask the one and only expert he knew on the
subject of wanking and cum; Nathan.
Espen left the dark secret passage behind and ventured into the light
corridors, thinking that he should head over to the dormitories to see if
Nathan was there, when he rounded a corner and saw Dennis at the end of the
corridor. He smiled to someone Espen couldn’t see. Espen started to walk closer
to get a better look, when this someone stepped into view. A girl their own age
walked closer to Dennis, grabbed his hands and leaned in close… and they
kissed.
Espen stopped dead in his tracks. It felt like his stomach had been filled with
bricks. Slowly, Espen backed around the corner again and walked in the opposite
direction. Espen didn’t know how long he walked around the castle, but when he
finally came back to the Gryffindor common room, his feet was aching. He walked
up the stairs and into the dormitory and found the other five first years
asleep. He walked past the five post beds and sank into his own. He turned over
to his side and looked at the body in the next bed. Dennis was sound asleep,
his chest rising and falling in rhythm with his deep breaths. Why hadn’t he
told Espen about the girl?
***** Hidden Away *****
June had finally arrived, which meant exams, lots of them. Long before anyone
felt ready, Espen and the other first-years sat in a hot exam room, writing
down everything they knew. Most of their exams were written ones, but the
Potions exam had both a written and a practical one. This time, Espen managed
to finish his elixir without melting his cauldron as he did before Christmas.
The only exam that Espen felt went perfectly, was the Transfigurations exam. He
knew all the wand movements, formulas for transfiguration and could even put in
some information from the next level books he’d been reading. Professor
McGonagall gave him a nod as he turned in his paper and he smiled back.
“Finally, FREEDOM!” Nathan shouted as they came out into the fresh air and sun
outside the castle. Their last exam, Defense Against the Dark Arts, had been
one of the hardest ones yet. Espen felt he had done alright, but he didn’t
think it went half as good as the Transfigurations exam.
“Thank goodness that’s over!” Jimmy said as he sat down onto the grass outside
the castle walls. It was a beautiful day. The six first-years drifted down
towards the lake, like so many others. There was already several students
splashing around in the cool waters.
“Should we take a swim?” Nigel suggested and looked at the others. They all
cheerfully agreed, as they all were sweaty from the exam room, and not just
from the heat. They ran the last distance before starting to take off their
clothing by the shore.
“Last one in is a rotten potato!” Nigel said as he finished first, tossing his
shirt in the growing pile of clothing. Espen couldn’t help but to look around
at the other boys. He hadn’t seen all of them this close to naked before. The
exception was Dennis, from their dares several months back, but he hadn’t seen
any of the others bare chested before. The best looking one of them was of
course Nathan. Even at eleven, he had a firm chest and hints of abs and muscles
forming. No real surprise there, Espen thought. Nathan exercised regularly,
keeping in good shape. Jimmy was next to finish undressing, leaving him in only
his briefs as he ran into the cold water. Jimmy was the largest of the boys,
making him Nathan’s polar opposite. He was chubby, but not directly fat. He
would probably put the fat away as he grew more. Benjamin and Nigel finished
more or less at the same time as they joined Nathan and Jimmy. Nigel and
Benjamin had almost the same bodies, only was smaller than Nigel. None of the
boys were very fit like Nathan, but they weren’t chubby like Jimmy either. They
simply had healthy eleven year old bodies, even though Benjamin looked like he
was seven years old. Espen had to smile, as he knew that Benjamin didn’t look
seven at other places. Now it was down to only Dennis and Espen, both rushing
to get the last articles of clothing off. Both had spent some time trying to
get off their shoes, but Espen had used his wand to loosen the knot, while
Dennis had just kicked them off. Dennis did manage to finish before Espen
though, by maybe two seconds. Espen sighed as he took off his last sock before
joining the others in the waters.
They played around the lake for a good while. The water wasn’t very cold, but
cold enough for Espen to feel his dick shrink almost into his body. When they
finally came up from the water, they spent a good while just laying down on the
warm grass, letting the sun dry their bodies.
“We should change before dinner.” Dennis said jokingly as he pulled on his
briefs, still damp.
“Wouldn’t it be fun to… not?” Nathan grinned. “We could go back up the castle
without them on, you know. We can’t wear them as they are wet anyway. What do
you guys say? One last dare this year?”
“Are you mad?!” Benjamin said shocked, “there is a lot of people around to see
us, Nathan!”
“They are all too busy playing around in the lake anyway. Hide behind the bush
if you want to.” Nathan smiled slyly.
“So, one by one then?” Espen asked, feeling the familiar sensation down below.
Walking around without any briefs on sounded very exciting! “We go behind the
bush, take our briefs off and slip into our trousers. I’m in.” Espen finished
saying, liking the idea more by the second. The rest of the boys hesitated a
moment, before nodding as well. They split up and walked behind bushes, trees
and rocks to change. They soon came back, holding their curled up briefs in
their hands, before shoving them into the depths of their bags. The first-year
boys started to walk back up to the castle, giggling as they went. It felt
strange to not wear anything underneath, and the occasional breeze went through
the fly and chilled him down there.
“Any of you want to play some Exploding Snap after dinner?” Benjamin asked as
they entered the Great Hall.
“I can’t. I have some things I need to do before bed time.” Nigel said as they
sat down.
“What things? We don’t have any homework left.” Jimmy asked, curious.
“Uhm… I still have that essay to finish, for Moody.” Nigel replied, avoiding
eye contact. Espen got the feeling he knew what Nigel was doing though.
“I can’t either.” Dennis said as he filled his plate with pork chops. “I’m
meeting up with Colin after his exam is finished.”
“I can’t ether. I have to talk to Professor McGonagall.” Espen said. This was
half-true, as he was going to give her book back for the summer, but he had
alternate motives in mind as well.
After a fulfilling dinner, Espen got up before any of the others and made his
way out to the Entry Hall, waiting behind a suit of armor for Dennis to come
out. Espen had the feeling that Dennis didn’t plan of seeing Colin at all, but
to suck face with the girl, and this time Espen was going to find out who she
was! Espen had gone out of his way to find out who she was, looking around in
the great hall looked for her after classes to find out who she was, but he
somehow missed her. Espen knew that Dennis was seeing her regularly, as he
often missed out on afternoon activities with the rest of the first-years.
Nigel missed out often too, but Espen already knew who he was seeing. The
prefect that had busted them during their last dare, George Jameson. George was
a sixth year, along with Lee Jordan and the Weasley twins.
After a little while, the rest of the first-years came out from the Great Hall,
chatting as they walked up the marble stairs. Dennis waved goodbye to the
others and walked the other way. As soon as he did, Espen ran up the marble
stairs and followed him at a distance, taking cover behind statues and suits of
armor as he went. He followed Dennis up to the second floor, past Professor
Moody’s office. Almost at the end of the hall, Dennis stopped in front of a
thick wooden door and looked around. Espen ducked behind a gargoyle, and stayed
silent as he heard the door being opened and then shut. He waited a few more
seconds before making his way over to the door and pressed his ear against it.
He heard sounds of movement inside and every now and then a faint mumble. Espen
got down to his knees and peeked into the keyhole. Inside he saw Dennis and the
girl kissing intensely by the windows. The sun outside lit them up nicely, as
Espen could see both of them clearly. The girl has long, dark hair and had an
exotic appearance. She had tanned skin, a bit like Jimmy. Espen squinted his
eyes, trying to see the emblem on her chest. Yellow. Defiantly yellow. That
meant that she was in Hufflepuff. Dennis had his eyes closed as they made out.
Espen felt a pit in his stomach. It really bothered him that Dennis hadn’t told
him about this girl. They were supposed to be best friends for pete’s sake!
Then Espen heard voices down the hall. He looked down the narrow hall and
noticed the shadows of what looked like a group of people coming down here. It
would look horrible for him if he was spying on others through the key-hole!
Panicking, he raced across the hall and into the first unlocked door he could
find and slipped in, before closing the door again. Looking around, he noticed
that he’d slipped into some kind of storage facility, with several crates,
closets and shelves full of books and jars. Espen didn’t have the time to take
it all in though. He pushed his ear against the wooden door and listened for
movement outside. To his horror, the voices outside sound like they were just
outside the door! His heart was really racing now. He looked around and spotted
a large wardrobe with its doors open. Listening outside, the voices came closer
and closer to the door and he heard the handle being turned. As quietly as
possible, he ran over to the wardrobe, slipped in and started to close the
door. The hallway door opened and a group of boys came in. Espen stopped moving
the door of the wardrobe. He should be completely hidden in the shadows inside.
Espen judged the boys to be around fifteen and sixteen years old, but it was
hard to tell. One thing he was sure of, was that they were prefects! They all
had the same silver badge on their robes.
“Come on in. Nigel, stay outside if you please.” One of the boys said and then
the sound of footsteps and the door closing. “Imperturbabul.” One of the boys
said, pointing his want at the hallway door. With a sharp ‘zing’, it
illuminated the door in blue light. “There, now no one will bother us.” The boy
continued. Espen now recognized him as George.
“You all know why you are here,” George continued and started to pace around
the room. Espen pushed himself against the wall inside the wardrobe, making
himself as small as possible. “Dumbledore is going to make his decision on who
becomes Head Boy before the school year ends, and as you all know, he does this
based on our recommendations.”
“If I may intrude here,” one of the other boys spoke up, “it was nice to have
that boy outside give me a quick blow, but why should I give Dumbledore you, as
my recommendation for that? I want that position myself, you know.”
“Because, my dear Charlie,” George said, and Espen got chills down his spine
from how cold his voice had gotten all of a sudden, “that boy outside will be
your little slut for as long as I am Head Boy. In addition, since I know that
everyone in this room has gotten to play around with that little slut, I won’t
mind telling Dumbledore about it.”
“Y-you can’t!” the boy named Charlie stammered. “If you say that, I’ll get
expelled!”
“Very true, Charlie. You’re a quick study.” The smirk in George’s voice was
clear. Espen heard the other boys move around uncomfortably.
“Well, if I’m getting expelled, then so are all of you!” the boy said
desperate. “You said it, all of us in this room have used him for sex.”
“Well, my dear Charlie… Nigel is, as I said my little slut and would do
whatever I told him to do. Including ‘forgetting’ that he’s been with these
other gentlemen here. And he would then say that you did other things to him as
well, against his will.” George said, his voice cold as the grave. Charlie
didn’t say anything else, so George continued as if he hadn’t been interrupted,
“So I expect all of you to give Dumbledore your recommendations for me as Head
Boy before long. With six votes, I should make it just fine. Any objections?”
no one said a word. “Good. If I make it to Head Boy, you’ll all get more time
with my little slut. Maybe I’ll even let you fuck him, if you ask nicely. Then
let us give Nigel some work, now shall we?” and without waiting for the other
boys to reply, he walked over to the door and opened it up, letting Nigel enter
the room again.
“Nigel, you know what to do.” George said and patted him on the back. Nigel
didn’t waste any time, and walked over towards the nearest boy and unzipped his
pants.
The next thirty minutes was filled of the sounds of slurping and moans as Nigel
sucked all six of the prefects one by one. Espen didn’t watch. He couldn’t make
himself watch. He stood still with his eyes closed and tried to shut out the
sounds as the prefects got their reward for coming to this secret meeting.
Finally they finished and walked out of the room, leaving George and Nigel
alone, with Espen still hiding in the shadows.
“You did well, Nigel. I’m proud of you, you know that?”
“Y-yeah. I think it went well. I didn’t spill much this time either.” Nigel
said, and Espen could hear in his voice how proud he was and it made him sad to
hear it in a situation like this. He was being used by these monsters, only
that Nigel seemed to like it. This scared Espen a lot!
“You know, you’ll be busy next year if I become Head Boy. I will need you, more
than ever.”
“I know. Do you want me to do you now?” Nigel said, sounding a eager.
“Ahh, no. Not now. I have some things to take care of. Maybe later?” George
said and walked out, leaving Nigel and Espen alone in the room. Espen didn’t
dare breathe or move an inch. He didn’t want Nigel to know that he’d been there
all this time. If he knew, Nigel would never speak to him again. But Espen felt
like he had to do something. Talk some sense into Nigel, make him realize how
sick this was! As he stood there, thinking about how the heck he was supposed
to say that, without hurting Nigel’s feelings, he heard Nigel sigh and walk out
as well.
He’d spent a while in the wardrobe, not being able to move or speak from what
he had witnessed. Slowly, he made his way out to the hall again. The door
opposite was open, meaning that Dennis and the girl had finished their business
in there. Espen felt empty for some reason. He had so many things he wish he’d
never found out! If he didn’t know what Dennis was up to, he wouldn’t feel like
this and if he’d never followed Nigel out during the first trial, he’d never
know what Nigel was forced to do… or was he forced? He seemed to enjoy it, as
far as Espen could tell. He made his way up to the Common Room and spotted
Nathan and Jimmy in the middle of a game of Exploding Snap, with Benjamin
sitting on the sideline, watching the game. He seemed to miss one of his
eyebrows.
“Any of you seen Nigel?” Espen asked carefully.
“Yeah, he is up in the dorm. Why?” Nathan asked, not looking up from his cards.
“I- ehh, want to ask him about something. Nothing big.” Espen said, and walked
up the stairs to the dorm rooms. He found Nigel laying on his bed, reading.
“Hi Espen.” He said cheerfully as Espen walked over and sat on the bed with
him.
“Hi Nigel…” Espen said, selecting his next words carefully, “I wanted to talk
to you.”
“Yeah? About what?” Nigel said, looking up from his book.
“About you and George.” Espen said, hesitating a second before continuing, “I
know what the two of you are doing and-“
“Hold up.” Nigel said and slammed his book shut. “You know? How do know?”
“I-I saw the two of you during the first trial, in the woods.” Espen said
sheepishly. He didn’t want to say ‘I was in the room while you sucked six
guys’. Nigel stared at him for what felt like minutes, not saying anything. He
figured that Nigel was trying to come up with some sort of explanation for what
they had done. Espen broke the silence, making every word count.
“He is using you, you realize that? He-“
“Shut up!” Nigel got up to his feet, staring at Espen with anger. “You don’t
know anything about him, you hear me? You- You forget you ever saw anything
or…” Nigel started pacing, clearly in a state of panic.
“I’m trying to help you, Nigel! You’re my friend an-” Espen said, taking a step
forward to calm Nigel, but it had the opposite effect.
“Don’t!” Nigel shouted, shaking his head. “Back off, Espen. Leave it and just
forget what you saw, OK? Please? If you’re truly my friend, back the hell off!”
Espen felt like his stomach had been ripped out. To see Nigel… sweet and
innocent Nigel talk like this, deeply hurt Espen.
Without another word, Nigel walked out of the room, leaving Espen alone in the
dorm room. Despite the candles lighting up the room around him, Espen felt like
a chill had gone through his body. What was he supposed to do now?
“You look like crap!” Nathan said when Espen finally stepped down from the dorm
as well. Nigel wasn’t to be seen anywhere.
“Yeah, I feel a little down. It’ll pass, I’m sure. Who’s winning?”
“Nathan is. He’s won all rounds till now. Jimmy is almost out of cards to play
now, so it should be over soon.” Benjamin pitched in, looking Espen over with
worry in his eyes. “Nathan is right, you do look like crap.”
“Thank you for that heart-warming comment, Benjamin,” Espen said sarcastically.
“What happened to your eyebrow? The cards blow up in your face?”
“Yeah…” Benjamin said, blushing a little. “I overextended and it just-“
BOOM!
The cards in Nathan’s hands blew up in a small gush of smoke, leaving Nathan
with a face black with soot and his blonde hair grey with ash. The best part of
the whole situation, was that Espen felt himself laugh so hard that his stomach
hurt. For 60 perfect seconds, he forgot that Dennis kept his girlfriend a
secret and that Nigel was being used by a prefect to become Head Boy! For those
60 perfect seconds, he laughed until his eyes teared up and he almost fell out
of his chair because he was laughing so hard from Nathan’s expression. Sadly,
60 seconds can’t last forever.
***** Third Task Drama *****
With the exams over and dealt with, all that was left for the school to talk
about was the Third Trial. Everywhere Espen walked, he heard people talk and
wonder about what the trial was going to be.
“It has to be something dangerous! I mean, the dragons? They have to top that!”
“I’ve heard that they have to find treasure underground!”
“No, it’s a race to the middle of the forbidden forest!”
This was just some of the things people were talking about, and the first-years
were no different. Speculations on what the Champions could do this time,
continued far into the evenings. Espen only contributed half-heartedly to the
conversations. Nigel was avoiding him now, not even wanting to look at him, at
least not on purpose. As if this wasn’t enough, Dennis still sneaked around
with the girl. This wasn’t a problem in itself, but it annoyed him beyond what
he thought possible! He thought about Dennis and the Hufflepuff girl together
whenever his mind drifted from lack of other things to think about, so the
picture of Dennis kissing the girl was imprinted into his mind. It made him
feel sick to his core! This even showed on the outside, making people question
his health.
“I’m fine, professor. Nothing to worry about.” Espen said to Professor
McGonagall when he finally delivered her book back. She studied him over her
glasses.
“You should go to the infirmary and have Madam Pomfrey take a look at you. You
don’t want to miss out on the trial tomorrow, do you?”
“No, I’ll do that professor. Thank you again for the book!” Espen said and
hurried out of the room, not wanting to be questioned anymore.
As he closed the door firmly behind him, he took a deep breath and tried to
calm himself. Though it did nothelp one bit, he started to walk towards the
Common Room, wanting to see if any of the other first-years wanted to play some
Gobstones or something. Closing in on the portrait of the Fat Lady, he saw a
couple of people exit it—Nigel and George. Espen stopped, not wanting to catch
Nigel’s attention, but the two of them walked over towards Espen. Nigel
happened to look up as they closed in and the happy smile he had on his face
faded.
Espen didn’t say a word as the two of them walked past him and further down the
corridor. He heard a door open and close, then silence. Was this how it was
going to be from now on? A cold shoulder from Nigel and Dennis ignoring him?
Another person came out from the portrait. It was Benjamin. He stopped dead in
his tracks when he saw Espen.
“Espen? What’s wrong?” he said and walked over to where Espen still stood,
frozen to the spot.
“N-nothing, Benjamin.” Espen said. He could hear how unconvincing he sounded
and Benjamin seemed to think the same.
“Doesn’t look like nothing to me… Come on, tell me. Maybe I can help?” Benjamin
said and put a hand on Espen’s shoulder. His seemed to spread warmth from where
his hand touched Espen.
“Are you sure you want to know?” Espen asked seriously.
“How bad is it?” Benjamin said with a worried look on his face.
“It’s pretty bad…” Espen finally said, “I don’t want to say it here though. Can
we go to the old classroom?” he asked and Benjamin nodded.
Still with Benjamin’s hand on his shoulder, the two of them walked over to the
dusty old classroom where they had spent so much time together reading for the
exams. Espen almost fell into the cushions and felt himself sink into them.
Benjamin sat down next to him, still with worry across his pale face. Espen
swallowed. Was he really going to tell Benjamin everything that bothered him?
He decided to start with the less serious of the two; Dennis.
“Dennis is avoiding me,” Espen started. It was hard to talk about this, but he
pushed through. “He is seeing someone, a girl from Hufflepuff I think, and he
hasn’t told me about it and he is avoiding me because of it!” he said angrily.
This was about losing his best friend to some stranger and Dennis not even
daring to tell him that she was the reason for it! Espen explained this to
Benjamin as well as he could, convincing himself that he wasn’t selfish because
of it. When Espen finished, Benjamin was quiet for a few seconds before he
spoke.
“Espen… if I am to be honest here, I’m surprised.”
“Surprised?”
“Well, I’m not going to lie and say I haven’t noticed something strange between
the two of you for some time now, but I always thought that the two of you have
been fighting over something, not ignoring each other.”
“Why do you say that?”
“The way I’ve been seeing it, you have been ignoring him just as much as he’s
been ignoring you, maybe even more. Have you tried to talk to him at all about
this?” Benjamin finally said. Espen sat speechless. What Benjamin said sounded
very reasonable. Sure, the two of them had talked during classes and stuff, but
Espen hadn’t actually asked Dennis about what was going on. Not even once.
“No… I haven’t,” Espen said after five agonizing seconds. Had he really been
ignoring Dennis? In his mind, he had been doing the exact opposite, as Dennis
invaded his thoughts and dreams. Then again, not all of those thoughts had been
about the girl he was hiding…
“What did you think we were fighting about?” Espen asked, realizing what
Benjamin had said.
“Ohh… uhmm…” Benjamin blushed, “You know… something else.”
Espen raised an eyebrow. He thought he knew what Benjamin meant with ‘something
else’ and he didn’t like it.
“Was that all?” Benjamin sounded relieved and got up from the couch.
“No. That’s not all,” Espen said darkly.
“Ohh? More about Dennis?”
“No… not about Dennis. This one is a lot more serious, but before I tell you
anything about it, promise me that you won’t tell anyone about what I am about
to say to you!”
The sudden change in Espen’s tone seemed to make Benjamin realize that the
worst was yet to come. Benjamin nodded. “I promise, Espen.”
Espen took a deep breath and told Benjamin all of it. He told him about what
he’d seen and heard in the woods during the first trial. He told him what he
saw when he stumbled onto the secret passage, while hiding in the wardrobe only
a few halls away from where they stood now, and finally about what Nigel had
said just a few days ago when Espen confronted him with it. All while Espen’s
tale, Benjamin’s face turned white from shock.
“You can’t be serious about this, Espen!” Benjamin said when Espen had
finished.
“I am afraid so…” Espen said and fell into the cushions again.
“This is bad!” Benjamin said as he started to pace back and forth, “We have to
tell someone! McGonagall or Dumbledore or-“
“That’s the problem!” Espen almost shouted out in desperation. “If we tell
anyone, it will bring down George, sure, but it will ruin Nigel forever! He’ll
never talk to me and the rest of the school will treat him like shit because of
what he’s done. I can’t let that happen to him, Benjamin. I just can’t. There
has to be some other way to get Nigel out from under George without ruining him
forever.”
“I don’t know what else there is to do, Espen. I honestly don’t. I-I don’t know
what to do here! I just learned about wanking! Sucking is something much
bigger!” Benjamin burst out in desperation. This made Espen smile, despite the
situation.
“Does anyone else know about this?” Benjamin asked cautiously. Espen shook his
head.
“Only you and me. And Nigel and George, plus some of the prefects.”
“I mean… Does anyone other than you, me and Nigel know that YOU know?” Benjamin
said.
“No, but-“
“I think I have an idea…” Benjamin said and started pacing again, “It’s not
going to be clean and Nigel will be hurt, but he won’t be hurt half as much as
he would have been if this doesn’t work.” He continued, almost for himself, “I
mean, if the whole school were to know about the things he’s done, like you
said, he’d be ruined for the rest of his years here.”
“What do you-“ Espen tried again, but Benjamin seemed like he was in his own
world now. Finally, Benjamin looked straight at Espen. Benjamin pushed his
glasses further up his nose. Espen could see that he had a plan!
***
An hour later, Espen and Benjamin walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room,
still talking about their plan for Nigel.
“It has to work. It’s the only shot we have here,” Benjamin said for the fifth
time, more to reassure himself than Espen. They approached the Portrait of the
Fat Lady and briefly stopped, caught up in their conversation as they were.
“Do you think it will work?” Benjamin asked, his face filled with worry and
doubt.
“I don’t know, but it is as you said—our only shot,” Espen replied. He felt
like he had a pit in his stomach that had been filled with bricks!
Suddenly, the portrait opened up and someone came out. It was Dennis. Benjamin
and Espen exchanged looks and Benjamin gave Espen a reassuring smile. “I think
I should go. I have homework to finish,” He said and left Espen and Dennis
alone.
“Hi,” said Espen
“Umm… Hi,” Dennis said back, a looking a little uncomfortable.
“I’ve been wanting to talk to you!” both boys managed to say at the same time.
“You first,” Espen said, feeling himself blush a little.
“Alright. Umm… I tried to tell you this a few times the last few months, but I…
have a girlfriend,” Dennis said also blushing a little now. Espen tried to seem
surprised by the news.
“Ohh, umm... who is she?”
“Her name is Angela,” Dennis said, giving Espen a sheepish smile. “She is in
Hufflepuff and a second year.”
“Well, congratulations!” Espen said, forcing a smile of his own. It felt very
stiff and fake, but hopefully it did the trick.
“Yeah. As I said, I’ve been wanting to tell you for a while now.” Dennis said,
looking down at his feet. He really did look like he’d been wanting to tell
him, Espen thought.
“It’s alright. Nothing to worry about,” Espen said reassuringly. Dennis looked
up and their eyes met. Espen could stare into those brown eyes forever, he
thought.
“What did you want to talk to me about?” Dennis asked after what felt like an
eternity.
“Ohh… Umm, I forgot. I’m sure I’ll remember it later,” Espen said, hoping
Dennis would actually forget about it.
“You always forget things,” Dennis said with a warm smile. That smile…
“By all means, leave me hanging, boys,” They heard the Fat Lady say. The
portrait was still open.
“Should we go inside?” Espen asked and gestured towards the open portrait, and
Dennis nodded. Inside, the first thing Espen saw was Benjamin giving both of
them a sly smile. Espen guessed Benjamin knew more than he let on. Even more
interesting though, Colin had the same sly smile as Benjamin had . Espen had to
wonder, what if Colin had sent Dennis to talk to Espen, just as much as
Benjamin had sent Espen to talk to Dennis..?
The quiet evening turned into a fitful night, and night into an ecstatic
morning. It was time for the third trial! The entire school buzzed with
excitement.
“I heard that they won’t let people go down to the quidditch pitch!” Nathan
said to the ones that would listen during breakfast that morning.
“What’s so special about that?” Jimmy asked.
“That’s where it’s going down!” Nathan said excited, “Don’t you see? They are
going to fly!”
Espen just rolled his eyes. He didn’t think that they would fly—it wouldn’t be
fair. Three of the Champions were excellent quidditch players, leaving Fleur
Delacour at a huge disadvantage. It had to be a fair fight for everyone. It
must be something about the points they had been receiving that could give some
sort of an advantage. A race or a timed event of some sort, Espen thought to
himself as he chewed on his fried eggs. Benjamin sat down at the table and gave
Espen a nervous smile. The two of them had talked about the plan far into the
night before, making sure that it could and would work, and most importantly,
save Nigel’s reputation. It wasn’t fool proof, that was for sure, but it was
the closest they could come to it.
Espen could see George sitting several benches further down. Nigel sat beside
him, listening in on every word George was saying with a strange look on his
face. Was it love?
“Are we doing the right thing, Benjamin?” Espen asked his blond friend as he
looked down the table. Benjamin followed his gaze.
“I think so. We don’t really have a choice to do anything else, do we?”
“What are the two of you whispering about?” Nathan asked suddenly. He had
stopped explaining how a race on broomsticks would be the perfect trial and
stared at Espen and Benjamin with curiosity.
“Umm, nothing. Just…” Espen fumbled, desperately trying to find something to
say.
“It’s not going to be a race on broomsticks, Nathan.” Dennis pitched in as he
sat down next to Espen and Benjamin.
“Why not?” Nathan asked a little offended that Dennis would reject his
brilliant theory. “It fits!”
“Really?” Dennis said with a sarcastic tone as he loaded his plate with toast,
“What about Fleur Delacour, then? You don’t think she’ll be at a huge
disadvantage against three Quidditch players?”
“I… Well… Maybe, but-“
“The one thing I think you have right, is that it’s going to be a race of some
kind,” Dennis continued, “I think that the points they have now, and the
difference between them are going to be some kind of timer, giving the ones
with the most points a head-start.”
“But where is the magic in it?” Jimmy interrupted, waving his own toast around
as he gestured into the air.
“Maybe it will be some sort of obstacle on the way or something, I don’t know…”
Dennis said with a sly grin and took a big bite of his toast.
Suddenly, a different kind of mumbling in the hall caught Espen’s attention. He
looked down the table and saw a few older students holding copies of the Daily
Prophet, all whispering amongst themselves. A few of them looked up the table
towards where Harry Potter sat, also reading a copy of the Prophet.
“What’s that about, you reckon?” Espen asked the others.
“Who knows?” Nathan said mildly interested and looked around. Espen spotted one
of the students putting the paper down on the table, continuing to whisper with
the ones around.
“Hey, can I borrow that?” Espen shouted to the student, who gave him a quick
glance and slid the paper over. One look at the front page gave him all the
answers he needed.
‘Harry Potter – Disturbed and Dangerous’ the headline read. Espen didn’t need
to read the rest. He quickly looked over at Dennis, who was busy loading his
plate with eggs now. Dennis adored Harry and reading something like this would
surely anger him. With that in mind, Espen hid the paper in his bag.
The day went quicker than any would have thought, and before they knew it, they
had eaten dinner and Dumbledore spoke to the school, telling them about where
they would meet to watch the third and final trial; The Quidditch Pitch. The
four champions all got up and left the hall to thunderous applause from all the
houses.
“Come on, we want to get some good seats!” Nathan said excitedly and almost
dragged the other first-years to make them walk faster.
“We’ll get there soon enough!” Jimmy said and laughed.
“I agree!” Dennis said and smiled from ear to ear, “I hope Harry wins.”
A little guilty, Espen forced a smile of his own. If only Dennis knew what the
paper had said about Harry Potter…
“Look!” Benjamin shouted out as the quidditch pitch came into view. Espen
almost shouted out himself! The field wasn’t flat and empty, like one might
have thought it to be, but something very tall and green reached almost half
way up to the lowest of the goal hoops!
“What is that?” Nathan asked as they came closer.
“It’s… trees of some kind, I think.” Benjamin said, and he was very close. As
they came to the edge of the field, they finally got a better look up-close.
They were plants—that was for sure. They formed a wall of green all around the
field, except one small gap on one of the edges.
“They’re hedges!” Espen shouted out when he realized what they actually were,
“It’s a labyrinth! Look!”
As they climbed the stands, the view confirmed this as well. The whole field
was a maze of green walls all leading into a circular middle. Espen thought he
could see something golden in the middle, but it was so small and so far away
that it was hard to see! They managed to get to one of the stands that were
almost empty, so the first years captured the front seats, giving them a great
view over the labyrinth.
“I still can’t see much…” Nathan said grumpily. He was right. Once again, the
trial gave a very limited view of what actually happened!
Suddenly Ludo Bagman’s voice filled the whole stadium.
“Ladies and gentlemen, the third and final task of the Triwizard Tournament is
about to begin! Let me remind you how the points currently stand! Tied for
first place, on eighty-five points each – Mr Cedric Diggory and Mr Harr-“
“WOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Dennis and Colin both shouted out so loudly that
Espen almost missed the rest of what Bagman said.
“-y Potter, both from Hogwarts School!”
Now, Espen and the ones around them started to cheer, but one voice from behind
him made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. A deep voice that Espen
had heard too much of to his liking. He turned around to see, and he had been
right—the prefect, George Jameson. He stood at the furthest bench with his
classmates and cheered like the rest of them, but that didn’t make Espen
calmer.
The two other champions were introduced and their points counted, before
getting to three different openings in the hedges. Bagman counted down from
three and blew his whistle. Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory both ran into the
maze, soon followed by both Krum and Delacour. Espen spotted the different
guards outside the maze.
“Now what…?” Nathan asked no one in particular. As good a question as any,
thought Espen.
***
Every now and then they could see flashes of light inside the maze and once,
Espen thought he might have imagined it, even a some flashes on the outside…
Strange, he thought. After around ten minutes of nothing special to see, a
stream of red sparks came up from the maze, almost like firework. A couple of
guards summoned a clear path through the maze and ran to where the spark came
from.
“Looks like one of the champions is down!” Bagman said through his magically
enhanced voice.
“Who do you think it’s…?” Dennis asked worried, “I hope it’s not Harry.”
“Don’t worry about Harry, Dennis.” Colin said comforting his younger brother,
but he too looked worried.
In the middle of the labyrinth, a bright blue flash lasted for about a second,
before going out again.
“What was that?” They heard Bagman’s voice say, confused. “Was that supposed to
happen? I thought the walls-“ his voice got cut off. Someone had reversed the
voice enhancement charm.
“What do you think happened?” Jimmy asked from the edge of his seat as the
other guards ran into the maze.
“Nothing good…” Benjamin said darkly. Espen could see several of the staff,
including Dumbedore himself come down to the opening of the maze, talking to
the one of the guards. From here, it looked like Professor Moody.
Espen looked around and realized that several students had gotten up and walked
onto the pitch as well. He looked back and saw that George had already left.
“Umm… I have to go to the bathroom.” He said, trying to sound urgent.
“Fine, I think we’ll be here,” Benjamin said, giving Espen a nod. He knew what
he was going to do.
Espen got up and almost ran down the stairs. Looking below, he saw George’s
dark hair further down, so he picked up his pace. Out of the stands and into
the cold air again, he spotted George walking with a couple of friends. Espen
mustered all his courage and ran over and tapped George on the shoulder. The
much older boy looked confused down at him.
“Jameson, you’re a prefect, right? Can I talk to you about something? Private?”
Espen said in his most innocent and vulnerable voice. George studied Espen’s
face for a second, before giving him a quick nod.
“This will just take a second. I’ll see you guys later.” George said to his two
friends and looked at Espen again, “I’ve seen you before somewhere…”
“Yes, you have,” Espen said, dropping the act. His voice was serious now. “I
know about you and Nigel.”
George’s face turned red from anger. He grabbed Espen’s shoulder hard and
dragged him behind one of the stands, out of sight from the crowd.
“I don’t know what you think you know, but you should really-“ George said in
his most authoritative voice, still holding back the anger, but Espen cut him
off.
“I saw you and Nigel during the first trial,” Espen said simply, and enjoyed
seeing George’s face go from red to white in under two seconds. “And again a
few days ago from inside the classroom where you extorted the other prefects. I
know what you’ve been using him for, and it stops now.”
“And what are you going to do, huh? Nigel is going to deny every single word
you say, you little shit!”
“That may be so, but what do you think will happen when the school learns about
it? And what will happen to that Head Boy position?” Espen said as calmly as he
could.
“I-… You still can’t prove anything!”
“I know it will be my word against you and Nigel, but I don’t think the school
will care much for who says what. You’ll be a scandal either way. But! I have a
proposition for you.” Espen said and George’s eyes narrowed.
“What do you mean ‘proposition’?”
“I mean, a way for you to still become Head Boy and no one ever finding out
that you planned to use Nigel to win the other male prefects over to your
side,” Espen said, his voice starting to shake. It was now or never.
“Leave Nigel alone. Don’t talk to him ever again and I’ll never say a word
about it til the day I die. I won’t say anything when you become Head Boy. I’ll
keep quiet if you keep your word! If any of the other prefects needs to be kept
in line, you may tell them that I know and won’t hesitate to rat you all out if
it comes to that.”
Espen could see that George seriously thought about it.
“Do you need an answer today?”
“Yes. Now,” Espen said firmly.
“And I’ll still be Head Boy?” George asked. Espen nodded.
“Fine. I’ve gotten what I wanted from that little bitch anyway,” He frowned and
walked away, leaving Espen alone behind the stands. Espen looked down and
realized his legs were shaking like crazy. He took one deep breath and walked
up to the stands again.
“Did you have any trouble?” Benjamin asked as soon as Espen sat down.
“No, everything went fine,” Espen smiled. None of the other first years paid
any attention to Benjamin and Espen’s conversation as something happened down
at the pitch. A large crowd had gathered in front of one of the entrances and
screams filled the air and a shout was repeated over and over again, louder and
louder.
“Diggory is dead!”
Espen and the other first-years watched in horror as students were forced away
from the entrance and revealed a smaller group of people who surrounded two
bodies on the ground.
“Is that… Harry?” Colin asked in shock, but before anyone could answer, one of
the two bodies was helped up and carried away by Professor Moody, Harry Potter
it would seem, leaving one body left. No one helped this one up, but someone
conjured a long white blanket from thin air and covered it.
Professor McGonagall’s magically enhanced voice filled the stadium now.
“All students, please return to your respective common rooms and await further
instructions from your Head of House.”
***
Sometime later, the Griffindor Common room was filled with students who had
nowhere else to go. Everyone waited for something to happen, for information
about what had happened and what was going to happen now!
It had been a few hours since the trial ended, and the six first-year boys sat
on their beds in the dormitory.
“It can’t be true, what they shouted I mean.” Nathan said
“It has to be! You saw that they covered up someone, Nathan! It has to be
Diggory. Why else would they send us back up here, huh? Diggory is dead!” Jimmy
said reasonably.
“I hope Harry is OK…” Dennis said worriedly. Espen, who sat next to Dennis, put
his arm around him to comfort him. If the situation hadn’t been so worrisome,
this would have been quite nice, as Dennis leaned into Espen and rested his
head on Espen’s shoulder.
The dormitory door opened wide and Colin stood in the doorway.
“McGonagall is here, come down!”
The boys all jumped out of the beds and ran downstairs.
“Everyone here? Good. The Hogwarts Express will arrive in two days, as
scheduled.” McGonagall said, obviously shaken.
“Is Diggory really dead?” Someone from the back asked and the room filled with
mumbling.
“I am afraid so,” McGonagall said, her voice shaking a little.
“What about Harry?” Colin asked.
“Mr Potter is currently in the infirmary under Madam Pomfrey’s care.”
“So he’s not dead?” Colin asked, his voice full of relief.
“No, he’s not dead, Mr Creevey.” McGonagall said, also sounding relieved. “I
suggest you all take care of each other now, as these last couple of days will
be very hard on each and every one of us. Headmaster Dumbledore will speak to
all of you in the morning about what the school’s future will be.” With that,
she gave them all one last, serious look and walked out of the common room,
leaving the Gryffindors in stunned silence.
***
The following day started with, as McGonagall said, with Headmaster Dumbledore
speaking to the school during breakfast. Even though he didn’t tell them any
new information, he asked that Harry Potter be left alone and not be asked
questions about what happened in the maze.
“That sounds ominous…” Nathan mumbled under his breath and he wasn’t the only
one. Students from all houses whispered and mumbled now, a humming filling the
Great Hall. Dumbledore ignored this, and continued on informing that the usual
end of year feast would be replaced by a memorial dinner for Cedric Diggory.
Espen tried it hard to concentrate on what Dumbledore was saying, as something
else caught his attention. Nigel sat with them for once, and he looked
miserable. He kept glancing down the table towards where George sat, who in
turn ignored Nigel completely. A pang of guilt hit Espen for a moment, then he
remembered what fate Nigel could have gotten instead if he hadn’t done what he
did. It seemed like Benjamin also noticed Nigel’s glances and sent Espen a
meaningful look. At least for now, George had kept his word and stayed away
from Nigel, but Espen had to wonder if George would still keep his word next
semester if he became Head Boy…
The rest of the day went to packing their suitcases and tidying themselves up
for the memorial dinner. Espen had just finished packing his own suitcase,
trying his best to get it closed. How did he have more stuff than when he
arrived here, he thought as he sat on top of his suitcase, trying to get the
lock on.
“Hey,” a voice from the door said. Espen looked up and saw Dennis, dressed in
his finest robes.
“Hi! Can you help me with this?” Espen said and jumped his suitcase as a
demonstration. Dennis smiled, got out his wand and locked Espen’s suitcase with
magic.
“Why didn’t I think of that…” Espen mumbled, but gave Dennis a warm smile,
“Thanks!”
“You should know how to do that yourself.” Dennis beamed. He walked past Espen
and sat on Espen’s bed, watching as Espen finished the last of his packing. “I
can’t believe we made it through this. We passed all of our exams and we’re
ready to be second-years!”
“It’s hard to believe, that’s for sure! Feels strange having to go home… I
haven’t seen my room in almost a year!” Espen chuckled, “I hope mom has been
tidying it up for me. Think of how dusty it would be after ten months!”
“Yeah… Haven’t been to my room since-“ Dennis stopped mid-sentence. Espen
looked over at his friend. For some reason, Dennis’ eyes were filled with
tears.
“What’s wrong, Dennis?” Espen said and sat down next to Dennis.
“I’ve been such a fool, Espen, keeping things to myself, shutting you out.”
“I did that too, you know… I’ve known about the girl for a while, but I didn’t
know her name until you told me the other night.”
“You knew? How did you know?” Dennis said, the surprise was enough to stop the
tears.
“I saw you two kiss a while back,” Espen said shrugging his shoulders, “I
figured that was why you were so secretive all of a sudden so I left it alone.
I knew you’d tell me when you felt ready to.” Dennis looked like he wanted to
say something, opening his mouth, but closed it again and instead wrapped his
arms around Espen and hugging him tight.
“I am so sorry for being so stupid. I’ve missed you!”
“I’ve missed you too, Dennis.” Espen said wrapping his arms around Dennis and
hugging back. He didn’t know how long they sat there in Espen’s bed, hugging
each other, but to Espen it felt like hours.
***
When the students entered the Great Hall next, the entire room had changed. The
room was decorated in black to honor Cedric and to show respect to him and his
family. Just the sight made Espen feel sad to his bones. He hadn’t known Cedric
Diggory, but the entire atmosphere just felt heavy and somber. The dinner went
by quietly and no one really made a huge mess. It seemed like most students had
lost their appetite or simply didn’t feel like eating. On the Hufflepuff table,
Espen spotted several students crying and holding each other. Finally,
Dumbledore rose and the few people that had been talking went quiet. Dumbledore
spoke about how Cedric embodied what a true Hufflepuff was like and how the
loss of such a person impacted them all, especially because of how he had been
killed. He asked the students to raise their glasses for him and they all did.
“To Cedric!” they all said and drank.
“His death affected you all, whether you knew him well or not. I think you have
the right, therefor, to know exactly how it came about. Cedric Diggory was
murdered by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic-“ Dumbledore said, but
Espen’s mind went blank. Lord Voldemort? Alive again?
“There is somebody else who must be mentioned in connection to Cedric’s death.
I am talking, of course about Harry Potter.” Dumbledore continued.
Espen glanced over at the two Creevey brothers who both gave Dumbledore their
undivided attention. Espen thought he saw something wet sliding down Colin’s
cheek.
“-sort of bravery that few have shown in facing Voldemort, and for this, I
honor him.” Like with Cedric, they all raised their glasses for Harry Potter.
The following morning was a beautiful day. Had they not been going home, Espen
would have wanted to spend the day outside with his friends. His five,
wonderful friends who he’d spent close to a year with, connected with and done
stupid dares with, but alas, he sat on a train heading to London. The best part
of the trip home, was spending the last few hours with them all, Dennis,
Benjamin, Nathan, Jimmy and Nigel, all of them slightly sad that they were
going separate ways for the summer. They talked for hours about Voldemort, even
though no one said the name, and what would happen now that he was back.
“You really think he is back?” Jimmy said unsure.
“Of course I do!” Dennis said, a little shocked that Jimmy would even ask,
“Dumbledore said so. Didn’t you pay any attention to what he said yesterday?”
“I did, but I hope it’s not true…” Jimmy said looking out the window. “Five of
my aunts and uncles were killed when he was in power last. I dread for what
will happen to the rest of us if he really is.”
When Espen and the rest finally arrived at King’s Cross, his mother stood by
herself, finally giving him a warm smile and hugged him tight when she reached
him.
“Ohh my, I’ve missed you honey!” she said kissing him on the cheek and hugging
him even tighter.
“Moooom… please,” Espen said, a little embarrassed as both Dennis and Colin
stood close by, watching. “Mom, this is Dennis and Colin Creevey, the ones I
went to during Christmas break.”
“Oh, hello, ” His mom said, greeting them both, “I am Madeleine. It’s so good
to finally meet you both,” She said, giving them both a quick hug. “I hope you
boys will visit us sometime during the summer?” she asked cheerfully.
“That would be great, Mrs Norum, but we’ll have to check with dad,” Colin
answered politely.
“Ohh, I’m sure we’ll figure something out.” She said and gave Colin a wink.
“We should get going, honey.” And with that she took Espen’s suitcase and
Hugo’s cage from Espen’s hands and loaded them onto a trolley.
“I do hope you two can come visit…” Espen said to the two brothers, looking a
second longer at Dennis.
“I hope so too.” Dennis smiled and took a step forward and hugged Espen. It
felt very warm and comforting. “Take care, Espen and we’ll see each other soon.
I’ll write you if we can come visit!”
“Write me anyway. I’ll need someone to talk to during the summer,” Espen said
as he squeezed one last time before breaking the hug.
Dennis looked like he wanted to say something more, but decided against it and
instead grabbed his own suitcase and loaded it onto a trolley.
“Don’t give up on him yet.” Colin said, surprising Espen by his tone. He had
the same smile that he’d had the night Espen and Dennis started talking again
“He is holding himself back, but just give it time. He cares for you more than
you realize, Espen.” And with that, Colin walked over to his younger brother
and helped him load the trolley, leaving Espen standing alone in the steam from
the red train.
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