Miroku Houshi and the Doppelganger
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Adult ++
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2,291
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: Miroku Houshi and the Doppelganger
A.N. This is a fic gift for saraste_impi, who requested it at the dabble meme. I hope you like it my dear. Also this story is pure and utter crack!
Miroku Houshi, fifth year student at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, excelled in every single class except for one; Charms. No matter how hard he tired, every time he flicked or swished, something terrible would happen. The fact that he was a miserable failure in the subject didn't deter the young man; instead, he decided to stay at the castle for Christmas break in order to practice his technique. No matter what; Miroku was determined to pass all of his O.W.L. examinations, even if it meant giving up his vacation time.
Putting his wand in his pocket, he young man decided to practice in dormitories where he would not be disturbed. Ignoring the loud whispers of Harry Potter and his friends, Miroku left the library quietly. After walking down the hall to the east wing of the castle,
he finally came to the painting of the Fat Lady. Approaching it, he cleared his throat and spoke the password; "jitterbug."
"You may enter," the painting said as it opened up to reveal Gryffindor Tower.
Once inside, the young man went to his room and closed the door. Taking a candlestick off his night table, the student proceeded to sit down on the floor. Pulling out his wand, which was made of cherry wood and the tooth of a viper, Miroku spoke the words "vicgardum je doublous." Unfortunately, instead of the candle being lit after the puff of smoke disappeared, he found an exactly duplicate of himself standing before him.
"Who are you?" he asked; demanding an explanation for what had just happened.
"I am Miroku Houshi," the double said, looking at Miroku in wonder.
"That can't be I am Miroku," Miroku replied; violet eyes wide with shock.
"We both can't be Miroku," the other boy said diplomatically.
Getting up from the floor, the student retrieved his Charms textbook. Flipping through the pages, he finally came to the passage he was
looking for.
"Damn it, I misspoke the words. Instead of using the spell to light the candle, I accidentally used the doubling spell. Now what I am supposed to do?" Miroku asked; feeling utterly defeated.
"I know what we can do," his double said lecherously.
"Look, now is not the time for my perverseness," the student angrily retorted.
"I am you; I know you have always wondered what fucking a man would be like. I know you have wet dreams about Harry Potter thrusting his glorious cock into your tight ass. What better why to sedate your curiosity than to fuck yourself?" his doppelganger asked him temptingly.
Unwilling to admit that his double was making sense; the student clutched his hand around his wand.
"No, I should undo the spell," he said; determined to fix the huge mistake that he made.
"You don't want to do that," the other boy said; reaching out to grab the wand.
"I do too," Miroku said fearfully.
"No, you don't," he said as he pushed the original Miroku down on the bed.
Quickly, before the other boy could protest any more, the magically made Miroku divested him and his double of all their clothing. He reached over the night table, and grabbed a small jar of Vaseline. Slathering it onto his fingers, he brought them to his lover's opening.
As the original Miroku began shaking like a leaf, his double gently penetrated him with his fingers. Wincing from the pain of the first breach of his doppelganger’s index finger, the wizard tried to relax himself. Tenderly his double began to scissor his fingers inside his hole; preparing him for what about to come next.
Finally as pain turned into pleasure, the boy murmured, "Please, I need you
inside me."
Pulling his fingers out of the original's opening, his double proceeded to thrust his achingly hard cock into the wizard's tight cleft. Groaning, Miroku watched as his doppelganger began to meet his thrust with a swivel of his hips. As he rocked in and out of his
lover's opening, the boy wizard panted out a name. "Harder, Harry, fuck me harder."
Giving into the original Miroku's demands, his double thrusted his member harder against the wizard's prostate. Finally, it became too much for the boys as they both came with a shout. As both lay limply on the bed, magical Miroku wrapped his arms around his double. After cuddling for awhile, the wizard's eyes began to droop. Tiredly the original Miroku yawned and said, "I love you, Harry.”
Drifting off into dreamland, he didn't notice that his double had disappeared once he had spoken his true feelings. Miroku continued to sleep; the Charm book still laying open on the ground. The small print under the spell he had accidentally casted read:
"You can only get rid of your double once you speak your true heart’s desire."
Harry Potter was Miroku's one true love, even if it took two years after fucking his double to realize it. Of course even then it took him awhile to tell the boy who lived that he loved him. Once the truth was out however, Harry happily agreed to become his boyfriend and lover.
THE END
Miroku Houshi, fifth year student at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, excelled in every single class except for one; Charms. No matter how hard he tired, every time he flicked or swished, something terrible would happen. The fact that he was a miserable failure in the subject didn't deter the young man; instead, he decided to stay at the castle for Christmas break in order to practice his technique. No matter what; Miroku was determined to pass all of his O.W.L. examinations, even if it meant giving up his vacation time.
Putting his wand in his pocket, he young man decided to practice in dormitories where he would not be disturbed. Ignoring the loud whispers of Harry Potter and his friends, Miroku left the library quietly. After walking down the hall to the east wing of the castle,
he finally came to the painting of the Fat Lady. Approaching it, he cleared his throat and spoke the password; "jitterbug."
"You may enter," the painting said as it opened up to reveal Gryffindor Tower.
Once inside, the young man went to his room and closed the door. Taking a candlestick off his night table, the student proceeded to sit down on the floor. Pulling out his wand, which was made of cherry wood and the tooth of a viper, Miroku spoke the words "vicgardum je doublous." Unfortunately, instead of the candle being lit after the puff of smoke disappeared, he found an exactly duplicate of himself standing before him.
"Who are you?" he asked; demanding an explanation for what had just happened.
"I am Miroku Houshi," the double said, looking at Miroku in wonder.
"That can't be I am Miroku," Miroku replied; violet eyes wide with shock.
"We both can't be Miroku," the other boy said diplomatically.
Getting up from the floor, the student retrieved his Charms textbook. Flipping through the pages, he finally came to the passage he was
looking for.
"Damn it, I misspoke the words. Instead of using the spell to light the candle, I accidentally used the doubling spell. Now what I am supposed to do?" Miroku asked; feeling utterly defeated.
"I know what we can do," his double said lecherously.
"Look, now is not the time for my perverseness," the student angrily retorted.
"I am you; I know you have always wondered what fucking a man would be like. I know you have wet dreams about Harry Potter thrusting his glorious cock into your tight ass. What better why to sedate your curiosity than to fuck yourself?" his doppelganger asked him temptingly.
Unwilling to admit that his double was making sense; the student clutched his hand around his wand.
"No, I should undo the spell," he said; determined to fix the huge mistake that he made.
"You don't want to do that," the other boy said; reaching out to grab the wand.
"I do too," Miroku said fearfully.
"No, you don't," he said as he pushed the original Miroku down on the bed.
Quickly, before the other boy could protest any more, the magically made Miroku divested him and his double of all their clothing. He reached over the night table, and grabbed a small jar of Vaseline. Slathering it onto his fingers, he brought them to his lover's opening.
As the original Miroku began shaking like a leaf, his double gently penetrated him with his fingers. Wincing from the pain of the first breach of his doppelganger’s index finger, the wizard tried to relax himself. Tenderly his double began to scissor his fingers inside his hole; preparing him for what about to come next.
Finally as pain turned into pleasure, the boy murmured, "Please, I need you
inside me."
Pulling his fingers out of the original's opening, his double proceeded to thrust his achingly hard cock into the wizard's tight cleft. Groaning, Miroku watched as his doppelganger began to meet his thrust with a swivel of his hips. As he rocked in and out of his
lover's opening, the boy wizard panted out a name. "Harder, Harry, fuck me harder."
Giving into the original Miroku's demands, his double thrusted his member harder against the wizard's prostate. Finally, it became too much for the boys as they both came with a shout. As both lay limply on the bed, magical Miroku wrapped his arms around his double. After cuddling for awhile, the wizard's eyes began to droop. Tiredly the original Miroku yawned and said, "I love you, Harry.”
Drifting off into dreamland, he didn't notice that his double had disappeared once he had spoken his true feelings. Miroku continued to sleep; the Charm book still laying open on the ground. The small print under the spell he had accidentally casted read:
"You can only get rid of your double once you speak your true heart’s desire."
Harry Potter was Miroku's one true love, even if it took two years after fucking his double to realize it. Of course even then it took him awhile to tell the boy who lived that he loved him. Once the truth was out however, Harry happily agreed to become his boyfriend and lover.
THE END