Failing exams

It was in Harry's sixth year. Today was the last day of the school year. All the students sat in the large hall at breakfast. After almost everyone had finished eating, Dumbledore got up and went to the lectern. "As is tradition, all students who have not passed the schoolyear exams are cooked for today's banquet. None from the first class since many years. Alice Wagner, Alina Wagner from Ravenclaw are cooked from the second class. John Stuart from Hufflepuff and Melissa McDonald from Gryffindor are cooked from the third class. From the fourth class Astoria Greengrass from Slytherin will get cooked. Ginny Weasley from Gryffindor from the fifth graders will also get cooked as well as Harry Potter and Romilda Vane from Gryffindor and Padma Patil from Ravenclaw from the sixth graders. Cho Chang from Ravenclaw from seventh grades will also get cooked. All those mentioned should be at the school premises at 3:00 p.m., where the house elfs will then take over the cooking.”
Dumbledore then sat back down. Ron and Hermione stared in shock at Ginny and Harry. Hermione was the first, who was able to say something: "How could it happen that you two fall through the exams? And why don't you look shocked, like all the others, which are named?"
Ginny replied to her friend: "Well, Madame Pomfre discovered two months ago that a very rare, incurable disease had broken out which led directly to death, but which would be very painful. She gave me a maximum of six months, before I would die. Because of that I voluntarily failed the exams. I thought the idea of getting cooked great. It should be a very pleasant death. "
"And I can't and don't want to live without my Ginny, I also failed the exams voluntarily," Harry continued. Hermione and Ron both looked at each other in shock, but then they nodded.
"Then let's spend a nice last day together," said Hermione.
Of course, Harry and Ginny agreed to this. The four then chatted together and left the great hall.
They then spent a last wonderful day together. Around 3 p.m. Harry and Ginny then made their way out while holding hands. "What do you think, how are we going to be cooked," Ginny asked Harry.
"I don't know. But it would be great if there was a chance that we could get cooked together," Harry said.
"Yes, that would be really wonderful," said Ginny. "Cooking together would only able in the oven or in a soup pot. Cooking on spit or cooking through magic doesn't go together. I would prefer the soup pot to the oven". She tinkled her eyelashes excessively.
Harry nodded. "Yes, the soup pot would be my favorite too," said Harry. He understood Ginny's allusion. "So magically cooking would not be mine. And I definitely don't want to have a spit pushed through my body or see how it is done with you," he added.
Then they had arrived at the school grounds, where the house elves were already busy busy preparing the banquet. The others who were going to be cooked were also present.
One of the elves then noticed her. He waved a few more of his comrades to him before turning to the students. "So we have made some thoughts on how we can best cook you. I hope you are all satisfied with our choice."
"We'll see," said Astoria Greengrass.
"We would like to cook Mrs. and Mrs. Wagner as a Hawaiian casserole, baked with pieces of pineapple, mango, coconut and cheese." Alice said: "if my sister and I can be cooked together in a pan, we agree to be the main ingredient in such a casserole."
"Agree. Nothing speaks against it," said the house elf to the two little second graders.
"Mr. Stuart, we would like to magically cook you." The person addressed nodded.
So the house elf then turned to his classmate Melissa. "Mrs. Mc.Donald. We thought of cooking you on the spit."
"If you spit me through my ass instead of the usual way through the cunt, I agree. I would like to die as a virgin if I have to die so young."
The house elf seemed to think for a moment and then said: "We can do it, even if it will be a little more painful for you than through the cunt. This must be clear to you."
" That is clear to me and I´m sticking to my wish," said Melissa, looking sternly at the elf.
The latter then turned to the only Slytherin among the students. "Mrs. Greengrass. We'd also like to roast you on a spit."
"Great. I was even hoping to be cooked like this," said the fourth grader. "But I definitely want to have the spit through my cunt," she added.
The elf then turned to Ginny. "So Mrs. Weasley we'd like to cook in a soup pot."
"Gladly, but only together with Harry," she said.
"Because we also wanted to cook Mr. Potter in a soup pot too, that's not a problem," said the elf, after seeing that Harry nodded and Harry showed so that he is agreed to Ginny's words.
"Mrs. Vane, we had thought of the soup top for you too," the elf continued skilfully. Romilda nodded and the elf turned to Padma.
"Because of your origin, we would like to prepare you Mrs. Patil the Indian way. So we would fill your belly with Indian vegetables, spices and rice and also cover you with that from the outside," said the elf.
"Very much. My little cousin was cooked in this way since she was a bridesmaid at my cousins's wedding last summer. She tasted very delicious, and I am sure I will taste also delicious."
The elf now turned to the last remaining student, Mrs. Chang, and said: "We thought for you the same as for Mrs. Patil. Only Chinese vegetables and Chinese spices instead of Indian ones." Cho nodded and beamed, signaling her consent.
Then the house elves asked the ten students to undress, which they did. Harry and Ginny of course undressed each other out and kiss from time to time.
When everyone was naked, the elves washed them properly. Her body hair was also completely removed except for the scalp hair. A spell also cleared her stomachs, intestines and bladders..
While Harry and Ginny and Romilda then climbed into the soup pots, which were already filled with water, the rest climbed into the frying pans or on the tables.
Harry and Ginny could then watch the others, with the exception of Romilda, being rubbed with gravy. At the same time, they saw how the elves started adding vegetables and spices to the soup pots. Meanwhile, they kissed passionately again and again. Ginny had nestled in Harry's arms. They also saw how Alica and Alina were covered with the fruit pieces and the cheese. They also saw how the elves filled Padmas and Cho's bellies. Both looked pregnant like in the ninth month. They also saw how the elves pushed the spits through Astoria and Melissa. Both were then hung over the coals to the right of their soup pot. To their left was the soup pot with Romilda.
The preparations were then completed at around 4:30 p.m.

First, the elves cast the spell to cook John. Next, the elves floated the pans with Alice, Alina, Cho and Padma in the oven and switched it on. You could see that the twin girls were snuggled up close to each other. They were born together, and now apparently wanted to die together.
After the oven was turned on, the elves also lit coals. Ginny and Harry were still kissing. Ginny was still in Harry's arms. They both felt how the soup around them get warm. The heat tingled her skin, but it didn't feel bad at all. Harry enjoyed the feeling of being cooked and holding Ginny in his arms. He felt his cock straighten up. Ginny must have felt it too, because she was whispering in Harry's ear. "Come on. Let's have fun a last time. Let's have sex." Harry smirked, having just had the same thought and was thinking about how to address it. He pulled Ginny closer to him and stroked the tip of his cock over Ginny's center and then pushed is cock into Ginny's cunt. He immediately felt that Ginnys was also very aroused. Ginny moaned slightly as Harry entered her. Harry then started to move carefully. Meanwhile, he and Ginny kept kissing to suppress their moans. The temperature around them was getting higher. Both of them could now really feel the heat. From then on, Harry accelerated his thrusts. He soon felt Ginny having a great climax. Her cunt just twitched. These twitches of Ginny's cunt and her tightness also brought him to the climax. He shot a large load of his seed into Ginny's cunt. Ginny's pussy meat, soaked in her pussy juice and his semen would definitely taste great later, both thought. After the climaxes of both had subsided, Harry left his cock in her tightness. "Mind if I leave my cock in your cunt?" he asked Ginny whisperly. "No, absolutely not. It would even be great if your cock was there when I die," she whispered back, just as quietly. "Thank you. I would also like it if my cock was in you pussy while I die," Harry said. Then they both continued to kiss. Soon they both felt how their meat began to cooked. It was a great feeling. It was better than both of them had imagined. And the smell of their cooking meat, that was slowly spreading and rising into their noses was great too. Harry felt his cock get hard again and fill Ginny's cunt. Ginnys noticed it too, because she said: "Go on. Another round. Start moving yourself". Harry obeyed her immediately. This time he started right away with the quick thrusts. He really wanted to bring his Ginny to a climax again and he also wanted to experience the feeling of a climax again, before they would die. Therefore, it didn't take long until both has a climax. Both just twitched. Of course, Harry left his cock in Ginny's cunt as they had agreed. Both sensed how the cooking process progressed. Both knew that it would not be long before they would die. Astoria and Melissa and Romilda beside them had already died. Just a few minutes later, both noticed how they were getting weaker and weaker. "I love you," they said both before closing their lips for a last kiss. For the last time they felt each other's soft lips. For the last time, Ginny's tongue explored Harry's mouth. For the last time their tongues played with each other. Both closed their eyes contentedly. Ginny's tongue was still in Harry's mouth and Harry's cock, which had hardened again seconds before, was still in Ginny's cunt. The others in the oven had also died. John has also died. Harry and Ginny had been the last.

Just like Harry and Ginny, the others had enjoyed the feeling of getting cooked, had enjoyed that great feeling.

From the sky, Harry and Ginny watched as the party went on. Both were happy when their meat was praised. Both now had the final certainty that they had made the right decision by voluntarily failing the exams.