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Harry awoke to feel Fleur shifting around slightly on top of him. He chuckled and slid his hands down to cup her ass and thrust upwards, his hard cock sliding deep into her cunt. She gasped and looked down at him with adoration in her eyes and kissed him deeply. He sat up and pulled out of her, hearing her groan in disappointment. He reassured her, "There's nothing I'd like to do more today than lie around buried in your tight cunt, my dear, but I have to return to 12 Grimmauld Place shortly before Molly Weasley comes and wakes me up for breakfast. You are free to come with me, if you wish, though you would have to act like you used to around me while we're there. Perhaps you could be a bit more openly friendly, but that's about it. We'll be coming back here for a meeting with someone else at 11, after breakfast and after I excuse myself to do some homework or read or something." He pulled on his clothes as he talked and turned to her, "Are you coming?"

"Oui, Master."

"Remember to call me Harry while in the presence of the Order members, my dear." He waved his hand, conjuring her an identical negligee to the one she was wearing the night before. He also cast an illusion over the collar, turning it into a beautiful black choker necklace. They smiled at each other and apparated back to 12 Grimmauld Place. He into his room, where he lay back down in bed and pretended to be asleep, her into her former room, where she sat on the floor and meditated, aching to be just up the stairs in her Master's room. They both had just gotten settled when a knock came at their respective doors. It turned out to be Ron at Harry's door and Hermione at Fleur's. The two groups met on the stairs as they headed down to breakfast. Harry and Fleur shared a brief glance before heading down into the kitchen. Once down there, they were greeted by a subdued, and smaller, group. Remus was no longer there, neither was Mundungus Fletcher, Bill (rather obviously), and Snape himself were missing from the usual breakfast crowd. Hermione and Ginny weren't even asking Tonks to do nose changes as everyone was so down. Harry sat down between Ginny and Tonks, Ron, Fleur, and Hermione sat down at other empty places around the table.

As they sat there eating, an uncomfortable silence settled around the table. Finally, Arthur Weasley asked, "Where's Bill?" Fleur shrugged in response.

"'E was down 'ere reading, ze last I knew."

"I saw him a little after midnight, Mr. Weasley," Harry spoke up. "I came down here to get a drink and he had fallen asleep reading some letter from Gringott's. Beyond that, I don't know." Arthur looked a little worried at that last part of the statement. Harry turned to Tonks and asked, "What happened last night?"

"Well, we were sitting around here, mostly catching up on paperwork and doing some light reading, when we received word that the protective wards around your aunt's house had triggered. Dumbledore was here, looking over some information about Antonin Dolohov when it happened. He called for nine of us to accompany him. Remus couldn't be persuaded not to go." Harry smiled sadly at that remark. "We arrived and began to do battle with the death eaters, but we were outnumbered. If it weren't for Remus and Dumbledore, we'd all be dead, instead of just six of us.

Seven Harry thought. "Who was on guard that night?" he voiced aloud.

"Dung." Harry shook his head at the memory of the man.

"What happened inside, Harry?" Ginny asked.

"I was asleep when I felt a pain in my scar, signaling that Voldemort's forces were going to attack. I heard my door blast open shortly thereafter and I cast a disarming hex at the door, but missed and rolled out of the way of a killing curse, to which I responded with a stunner that knocked the attacking death eater out the door and down the stairs, where he broke his neck in the fall. However, while the killing curse missed me, it didn't miss," he choked up slightly as he spoke the last two words of the story, "my owl." Ginny wrapped Harry in a tight hug that showed her sympathy for his loss. He simply placed his arm around her and hugged her back. After a little time, Ginny let go and went back to her food, blushing slightly. Harry simply smiled slightly as he finished his meal. He turned to Molly Weasley, "May I be excused please?" The older woman nodded, and Harry got up and left the room, returning to his bedroom. He looked at his watch. He had just under half an hour before his meeting with Narcissa. He waited for his slave, who, a few minutes later, opened the door to his room and walked over to him, not looking any higher than his chest. He reached out and lifted her chin with his finger and captured her lips in a deep kiss that deepened when he thrust his tongue into her mouth to explore the inside of hers. She caught his tongue with hers and dueled with it briefly before he broke off the kiss due to lack of air. "Shall we, my pet?" She smiled demurely at him and they held hands and apparated to the entryway to the master bedroom of the tower. He walked in, she followed closely behind. He changed into his "Lord's" clothes: a pair of black dragonhide boots, followed by black silk pants, through which he threaded a belt with a wand holster in it, which is where he placed his own wand. The shirt was blood-red and long-sleeved with the crests of both House Potter and House Black worked into the fabric. He found his secondary wand holster, a wrist holster, and strapped it to his left arm and placed Voldemort's wand in the holster. He finished off the whole ensemble with a black cape lined on the inside with cloth-of-gold. He took off his glasses and waved his hand in front of his eyes, fixing his eyesight permanently. While he was doing that, Fleur had stripped down to just the choker. He looked her over and licked his lips, deciding to do something with her while he waited for Narcissa to arrive.

Together they walked back downstairs, Fleur staying a respectful one pace behind. When they reached the throne room, Harry climbed the dais and sat on the throne. He turned to Fleur, "Today, we're meeting with the wife of a death eater. Her son was one of the ones who attacked my house, and she's desperate to keep him out of Azkaban. I have a plan, but for me to do what I'm going to do, I'm going to demand that she join the harem. I'm letting you know, because you are my first consort."

"Master, I know that You are going to have multiple concubines. You told me that from the beginning. I thank You for Your concern for me, but I will be fine."

Harry nodded thoughtfully, then undid his pants and opened his fly, pulling out his dick. "Suck me off, pet." Without hesitation, she walked forward, dropped to her knees between her master's legs, and took his whole length into her mouth, deep-throating him willingly and humming softly as she began to use his dick to fuck her own mouth. Pulling back, she worked around his shaft with her tongue before pulling him back into her mouth completely. Within minutes he was running his hands through her hair and moaning her name, and a few seconds later he came and it poured straight down her throat. She pulled back and licked him clean, then smiled up at him. He reached out with his right hand and caressed her cheek, "You did very well, my dear." She smiled at him and put his dick away and refastened his pants, moving to kneel at his right hand, her hands on her thighs.

A few minutes before 11:15, Harry waved his hand, dimming the lights from the windows and causing the place to be shrouded in darkness. Then, he heard a loud chime and a rush of air, and there was Narcissa Malfoy, standing in the middle of his throne room as attractive as ever.
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Fleur looked the other woman over, imagining how talented she would be and what she might look like under that gown, though it didn't leave much to the imagination as to the curves of the woman's upper body. Fleur felt her cunt start to leak when she imagined her Master taking this woman, making her His as well.
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Narcissa looked a little confused, so Harry decided to start the conversation. "Well, Mrs. Malfoy, I'm glad to see that at least one of your family isn't a total idiot. I mean, your husband got caught by a group of children, the oldest of them were only fifteen. And your son was part of a group of death eaters who went to attack Harry Potter's house yesterday. Many casualties at that battle. Lucky for you, your son survived. So, here is the question I want you to answer before I tell you how far I'm willing to go for your son: How much do you love him?"

Her eyes flashed in indignation. "How dare you ask how much I love my son! I'm his mother, isn't that enough? And who are you?"

"I'm Lord Tyriok, the slayer of Lord Voldemort. I have some influence within the so-called Order of the Phoenix and I might be able to use it to keep your son free from Azkaban. As for you being his mother, I still have to ask the question, because I know mothers whose care for their offspring is less than . . . congenial, to say the least."

"That is true. I am willing to go as far as is necessary for my son, milord."

"That is good. I will arrange for the Order to understand that your son was the victim of the Imperius Curse and that what he had done was not of his own free will. Also, I believe I can arrange that your husband's properties do not get seized by the aurors when they perform their prisoners' audit in a month. Now, I suspect that you have some questions for me, so I will answer them before I ask you a few more questions of my own."

"May I see your face?" Harry smirked at her and stepped out of the shadow and into the light. Narcissa's eyes widened at seeing that this lord she was speaking to was none other than Harry Potter. "What are you doing here?"

"I live here. I own this building as well as all estates belonging to the House of Black and the House of Potter. I'm considered the patriarch of both Houses as well, by order of birth in the case of the latter and by your cousin's will in the case of the former."

"You slew the Dark Lord?"

"Drained him completely of his knowledge and magic, actually. He surprised me at my aunt's house and I managed to turn the tables on him and managed to accidentally kill Severus Snape as well."

"How?"

"I have some new abilities and spells. Nothing he'd ever seen before."

"What do you want in exchange for helping me?"

"My dear Narcissa, if you cannot guess," Harry eyed her up and down openly, "then perhaps I was mistaken in my impression of you after all."

She gritted her teeth. "You want sex from me in exchange? Very well."

Harry grinned cheekily at her, "It's a start." He waved his hand, conjuring a bed in the center of the room. "Disrobe and lie down on it, and I swear, on my magic, that I will make as serious an attempt as possible at freeing your son." The room brightened for a fraction of a second as the wizard's oath was sworn. Narcissa nodded at him and slowly began to remove her clothes. Once she was undressed, she lay down on the bed, on her back, coldly staring up at the ceiling. Harry smirked at her and removed a blindfold from the folds of his cape, moving towards her and tying it around her eyes, cutting off all vision. Then he tied her hands to the headboard so she couldn't remove the blindfold.. He then motioned with his fingers to Fleur, who came over quickly. He came up behind her, reached down, and attempted to slide a finger into Narcissa's pussy. "She's tight and dry," he whispered to Fleur. "Eat her out for me so that I can fuck her." Fleur nodded her acquiescence and knelt down on the bed between Narcissa's legs. Dipping her face to the woman's cunt, Fleur stuck out her tongue and began to lick and suck at Narcissa's pussy. It wasn't long before Fleur's talented mouth began to evoke cries of passion and lust from Narcissa. Fleur wrapped her tongue around Narcissa's clit and the older woman screamed in orgasm. Fleur backed off at a silent command from her Master, who was now completely naked.

Harry moved onto the bed as Fleur moved away from Narcissa. He gripped his dick in one hand, stroking it lightly, while the other hand bore his weight as he bore his hips down between her spread thighs. As she was still coming down from her orgasmic high, Harry slid his cock into her pussy, thrusting up and forward rapidly. She screamed and gasped as he entered her, but calmed down when he stopped inside her, giving her a chance to adjust to his size. Then he brought his other arm up and slid his hands underneath her arms, bearing his weight on his elbows, and then he began to thrust into her. Her body wracked with pleasure as he thrust repeatedly into her, she screamed out her second orgasm mere minutes after he penetrated her. Her tight pussy milking his dick, it was all he could do not to cum inside her right there. He stopped, then started again. She had three more screaming orgasms before he felt his own building up. He bore all his weight onto his left arm and brought his right arm up to wave over Narcissa as he hissed, "Coeur corvée" right before he came inside her, his semen coating her inner walls.

He pulled out of her and untied her right wrist. She reached over and undid both her left wrist and the blindfold itself. He smiled at her, "Welcome to the harem, my dear. You are my slave, just like Miss Delacour here." He picked up her dress and waved his hand over it, turning it into an identical choker necklace to the one Fleur was wearing. He handed it to Narcissa, who put it around her own neck. He waved his hand over both necklaces. "There you are, now I don't have to come find you when I want you. When these grow very warm, almost hot, you are to return immediately to the Tower. Now, I want you both to go about your usual day. We've got to keep up appearances that everything is normal, when it's not." Both girls nodded at their Master and he smiled at them. "I knew you were both attentive." Afterwards, as a way to say goodbye, Harry pulled Narcissa into a deep kiss, after which Fleur did the same. The three of them apparated out at the same time, but to different locales.