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Quirky Quirrell

This story is about a Quirrell who survived that night at the end of Harry's first year at Hogwarts. He not only survived though, he is given a second chance to truly live the way he wants. Follow along a Quirrell who has to go back to school, and not as a teacher anymore. Not OP, but he will know a lot due to his stint with Voldemort. Don't own the Harry Potter world, don't own the picture.

Herach ¡ Book&Literature
Not enough ratings
27 Chs

Team Exercises

Chester Davies called out "Alright everyone! Time for the first game of the evening! I hope you got to know each other as now you're going to get tight" He smirked and brought up five bags of notes with runes inscribed on them. "I'm going to call out two body parts and you're going to put the note in between them, for example.." He took out a note and walked over to his assistant Ben. "I say, hand to leg. Then I place the paper between my hand and his leg." and he did so, but the paper turned into green mush before settling. "And then we're stuck like this. The winning team is the one which manages the most pieces of paper in between you. All clear?" Most of them nodded and that was good enough for him so he threw the bag to one contestant in each team. Jasper took the bag in their team.

Quinn started talking strategy straight away. "In my experience the best way is to have a central person in these games. One person where others just fit in as many as possible and then once he or she is full they go to each other." Unknowingly he had already placed himself in the middle of the three girls with Jasper standing a bit away with the bag. Quinn sighed as Priscilla smirked at him.

It started out alright. Hand to calf, elbow to stomach, foot to back etc. etc. Then came a couple of worse ones. Well for Quinn it wasn't terrible, though it was getting tough to remain in his awkward position. Not mentally but it was physically draining to stand as he did. "Bum to crotch." Without hesitation, Priscilla grabbed the note from Jasper, who still stood outside just holding the notes, and placed her bum against Quinn's crotch. And that wasn't a particular easy feat either. She had to show her flexibility since several other body parts were already stuck. Quinn couldn't help blushing and he shared a look with Ben Turner who just chuckled and shook his head at Quinn's situation.

"Mouth to mouth." Oh...Jasper was the only one who could complete this one. Penelope and Priscilla couldn't reach eachother's lips and Violet was already kissing Quinn's cheek. With a sigh, Quinn called out. "There's just us and one other team left, but Jasper...I want to win." They shared a look..a rather long look. Jasper's hesitation grew smaller and smaller until finally he placed the note against his lips and made his move. Now Quinn and Jasper were stuck together by their lips. Quinn hadn't thought his first kiss in his new body would go this way but..what a way to connect to a new friend!

The scene caused some to raise their eyebrows but Chester went on with random body parts. Since their team had Jasper whose hands and feet were completely free, they managed to scrape by two more rounds until Chester announced them as winners. "I think we have the winners!" A round of applause could be heard but they were still stuck together. "I think I'll let them stay like that for another ten minutes though. Meanwhile, let's start eating everyone!"

Quinn was really annoyed. He shared a kiss with a guy and would do so for ten more minutes. There were other things that annoyed him such as Priscilla's fine bum against his crotch. He had to keep constant focus not to let anything get weird there, though the kiss with Jasper really helped in that regard. He had Violet kiss his cheek and her hand on his chest, for some reason under his shirt. Quinn was starting to wonder if he should have said something. He had his foot on Penelope's back but her chest was against his bum. This caused quite a bit of discomfort for him personally. He had to make sure he didn't fart though..or his friendship with Penelope would be without a chance.

Ten minutes later they fell into a lump on the floor and everyone laughed at the scene. The team shared a look and instantly joined in the laughter. It was a very funny scene to behold and although Quinn felt that he might have lost a bit of innocence and quite a bit of energy, he was glad it had happened. They got up and sat at the head table and instantly got the best looking dishes placed in front of them. Ben nodded his head "Your prize."

The five raised goblets of butterbeer "To victory!" and with a chuckle they started eating. It was fantastic. He had no idea the elves could cook this well but he supposed it was a lot easier to make some fine dining to five people than a couple of hundred. When he was halfway done with his meal a thought struck him and he looked at Priscilla who had taken the seat next to him. "Priscilla...you knew we'd get stuck together for a while afterwards, didn't you?" She smirked at him, that b*tch! He amusedly shook his head. "Ask for permission next time alright?" She leaned in and whispered "Okay. NEXT time, I'll talk to you first." and then she got back to her meal, after making sure he knew there WOULD be a next time.

After lunch they got back to talking through the rulebook. But after a couple of hours it was time for another team exercise.

Ben Turner stepped up on a podium he conjured "The rest of today will be spent in the groups completing three tasks. You will create an animated battleship to fight others on the lake, you will create the most impressive either new unregistered spell or a highly altered known spell and lastly you will come up with a name for your group.. The three tasks will be presented tomorrow afternoon together with one more task which you'll receive instructions on later." At that last sentence Priscilla gave Ben a questioning look. Perhaps she hadn't been told everything.

The group gathered what little they had brought, mainly notebooks and quills, and left the room. If they were going to be creative they needed a better place to stay. Quinn had the perfect place, he'd have to put a password or something on it later, since he didn't want Priscilla to come interrupt him whenever she wanted. "I have just the spot. Plenty of room, plenty of reference materials and a great atmosphere." The rest of the group raised an eyebrow but followed the guy to what they soon realized was the third floor. Jasper spoke up "Isn't this where we weren't allowed to go last year?" Quinn waved him off and opened the door to the trap-door.

"Since I am fairly special" Violet chuckled at that. "I got a small bit of accommodations to experiment in. I'd appreciate it if you didn't touch something you guess I don't want you to touch." He opened the hatch and jumped down. He yelled back at the others to soothe their hesitation. "Come on down then! Perfectly safe."

One by one they jumped down and was confused at what little they saw. It was just a pretty empty room with a bit of decorations. "Oh it's not right here, this is just the entrance. He walked through to the next room which had a small dining table and some couches in the corners. A small fireplace at the front and a couple of portraits around the room. First to enter the room after Quinn was Priscilla so the portraits instantly made assumptions "So you finally got a girl to come down here with you. eh?"

A/N: Remember that the prefects knew about this so the thing about a new or altered spell...they could have prepared one in advance. Only a couple of things change each year.

I am not sure if I should add some warning notice to this story. There won't ever be anything really discriptive sexual but as you can read there might be some things not entirely suited for all ages according to the website..currently I have it on Parental Guidance Suggested..maybe I should bump that up?