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Chapter 26: A Purpose in Reaction

There is a time to work, a time to play, and a time to plot all things in time. HJP nee HJG on how they balanced things.

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Uncertainty was not something that he liked. It was something that he had in a way at the least had spent his entire life trying to minimize. Before when he had been at the Dursleys and had not known better, he had been able to find some solace in the certainty of things. Things had changed when he had discovered the book. It had opened whole new venues of possibilities. As it was, he still had not even managed to scratch the surface of the knowledge that repository had inside. It was perhaps a bad thing that he had become somewhat obsessed and determined in his current course of actions.

He had never thought to look for certain information in the unimaginable vast collection within the deceptively small tome. He had at most skimmed those areas outside of conventional magic and his chosen art. He had delved into potions since it was such a fundamental craft. There were rituals of his art that required preparatory potions after all. Still, he never had and he likely would not at least for a very long time reach beyond the surface of the book’s daze inducing records. It was an archive a repository that was unfathomable eons old. It was also as much of a growing thing as any other living creation.

It would take decades if not centuries to properly delve into more than a few fields recorded in that uncertain in form artifact. It did change to fit the era it was used in so to better survive. It was far more dangerous than any official tome that the wizards knew of in their history. It was designed to store knowledge and arrange it in as easily accessed manner. If Harry had found it even a decade further in time, it likely would have taken the form of an electronic device just as it had in another era taken the form of a scroll. The outward appearance was more for ease of use and secrecy than any other reason.

One of the areas that Harry had delved in some depth, besides magic and necromancy, as well as specifically the basis of potions, was in the matter of the mind. He did not want to turn out like the Dursleys after all. So in the course of his developing of his shields and organizing his mind he had created a failsafe guardian. It had so far only been invoked in that capacity to deal with Severus Snape. He had been confused that his guardian was in his mother’s unknown image, but he had long since gotten used to his life being nothing out of the ordinary. He did think that most would consider this to be some sort of insanity.

Why else would he be lounging in his mindscape while his guardian listened as he went over the hated uncertainties that were bothering him? Sure, there was the fact that he was in a way listening to the voices in his head, but he already was able to have his lover’s voices in his head. He was somewhat grateful that he didn’t have a need to have the imprint of their personalities wandering about in his head. It was not that his minions did not have relevant advice, but that their actions were in part confusing him as well as his ease in accepting some of the changes lately.

“I mean really,” Harry told her, as he reclined on the massaging heated couch, “I don’t think any of us expected things to develop as they have lately. I personally was in no way willing to compromise my drive with so many interruptions, not that they are not rather enjoyable, but that I seem to have become a bit distracted with them.”

“Well it isn’t exactly too unexpected after all,” she told him while handing him a very sweet and refreshing glass of juice. “You had already noticed that you were beginning to become exceptionally aware of the differences in the sexes. You were also aware that the girls around you were doing more than crushing on you. I do believe that your girls are rather driven on their own and that is even without your influence; however, they are likely motivated by your own determination. Alice and Hermione come to mind as being those most likely to take everything they do passionately and their relationships with you are no different. I suspect that you are more irritated that you succumbed this early as well as allowing what you had considered inappropriate for your ages actions to occur.”

“Yeah, I mean I suspected that I would get caught in a girl chasing me situation but I had thought that it would be more when I was a teenager proper,” Harry said before taking a long drawn out swallow of the drink even if he technically didn’t need it as none of this was really real. “I would rather have as much distance from those animals as possible. I loathe people making decisions for me and it would be hypocritical of me to make decisions for my girls without letting them have some input. I may have a need to be in control of myself and them, but I would prefer not to have to make decisions that were incorrectly analyzed.”

“You were rather relieved that the Wizarding world had the more antiquated age of consent than the modern world,” she said with an amused expression on her face. “Still I am sure that you had already factored in that the girls or at least Alice would be quite determined to have you being the make she explored things with. Her competition with Hermione merely facilitated their mutual desires.”

“If we were normal, I would feel hard pressed not to be disgusted with our actions,” Harry said as he thought on the slippery slope his own ideals had slid. “We have killed, tortured and committed any number of crimes that the police would salivate at catching us or having evidence regarding. We could have tried to justify it to ourselves with platitudes such as the greater good, necessity, or the betterment of all. I suppose here I cannot truly lie to myself. We are killers and monsters of our own sort. We act in a way that sets us apart from the rest of the masses and yet our actions have undoubtedly made many of them safer. In regards to my falling into this sexual addiction, I would say it is more fueled by my stress and need for companionship.”

“Yes, that is something that your younger years didn’t help you in doing,” she said as she held his drink near her where the moisture forming on the glass could slowly drip onto her skin. “You have a bit of a problem with proper social dynamics of friends as well as family now. It is not your actions in regards to your art that is bothering you, but that you have let your physical relationships progress much faster than you had planned. I will agree that those people left you with attachment issues and that the sexual contact does make things more complicated. The afterglow does allow you to feel closer and less likely that you will experience the usual worries.”

“Ok, I will admit that part does alleviate the stress that my life has,” Harry said as he once more drank from the proffered glass. “As it is, I think that I realized that all of the girls wanted to reach a certain level sooner than I had planned. The rituals in part make some sense in why we started wanting to further things sooner than normal. Still, it came far sooner than I had anticipated. I had planned for such things closer to our normal counterparts, but even they seen more willing to do so younger than I had thought. I had expected petting to be reached at the earliest next year, as it would fit with what I have read. There were some discrepancies in some information and it has been proven that female puberty can be attained younger do to environmental factors. Still I would prefer to have nothing in common the filth we hunt or other such scum. There has to be something that I am not seeing in how Hermione reached such a point while I find Alice doing so less unlikely…”

“It is possible that compressing lifetimes of memories would have an effect,” she said as she contemplated things. “Still causing your bodies to accelerate at this point does seem odd. It is more that your own reactions and Hermione’s have been accelerated, as you were aware that Alice and Anne had already determined that you would be the boy who claimed them. They would have eventually forced the issue and they would have wanted more attention than alleviating their monthlies soon enough. Hermione was already competing with Alice in who would get you first even if she were unwilling to admit it to anyone. What other boy would she fantasize about after having her first erotic dream? Oh, she may have picked an attractive actor or something, but you were the realistic choice for her and you know it. Your women are all determined in their own ways and they would get what they want. They are rather like you that way. You will succeed in your ambition and I suppose that Alice has already succeeded in one of her ambitions already.”

“I suppose she has at that,” Harry said as he realized that Alice had been quite ambitions to go beyond child play before. “Still it was a few years sooner than I had thought and the way that my control of my libido has been reduced seems to have some connection. I had thought that the next time I was here that I would be dissecting the summer conundrum.”

“How is it a conundrum?” she asked in confusion. “It seems rather straight forward to me. You will settling things with the House of Li, get some training with the Flamel's, and further some of your other studies. Now how is that a puzzle to be deciphered?”

Harry was quiet for a moment as he thought on all the things about the summer that were bothering him. He hadn’t really had time to think on it as his current schedule was keeping him busy and that was before Dora’s change from the ritual. She had gone from cute and sexy to suddenly let me touching you, caress you and lick every inch of your body, or better yet buried inside you somewhere with my hands doing something to make you cry my name.

He had been expecting Dora to look a little bit older, but he hadn’t been prepared for her to look so close to the teenage Bellatrix Black who would have never been left without someone’s cock being inside her if she hadn’t been so good at curses. The major difference in their appearance was that Dora had dark purple mixed with her black hair unlike Bella who had hair so black it seemed to swallow the light around her. He had sent Night there and Bella looked to be in her early twenties while Dora now looked like a late teenage version body wise. There were differences in that Dora had more muscle and tone to her body, but besides there eye color being a few shades different and Bella having a slightly more triangular patch of hair above her sex there was not much difference.

Walking into the sight of Hermione fisting Dora looking like that and it was little wonder that it took no convincing not to try out Dora’s new base form. Her muscle control had increased to crazy levels. It had been slightly odd to be buried in a girl’s ass while someone tried to jerk him off from the girl’s stuffed twat. Dora had not complained when she surfaced from her orgasmic state to feel her master plunging into her willing body. It had been wild and Hermione had found her head pressed against the sudden outpouring of cum while Dora found her mouth suddenly stuffed with a cum-covered cock.

Harry had spent his time down her throat staring at her face and torn between the urge to see how much he could coat her face with his essence and seeing how much the new Dora could swallow. The rational part of his mind wondered if Dora had gained a potent pheromone to rival the charm of the Veela. Still he found his hands caressing her face lovingly as he felt a fondness swelling in his heart. If it hadn’t been for the emotional attachment he had with her, Harry was aware that he would have succumbed to the urge to fuck her face even if Dora almost suffocated from the lack of air do to her nose being forced shut against his flesh and her mouth unable to draw air around his dick.

Still, he had managed to only make her pant through her nose while he unloaded his balls down her throat. Whatever it was that day had spiked his libido almost as bad as Halloween and Winter Solstice combined. He had barely let Dora suck him clean yet slick with spit before he had pulled himself out, yanked Hermione out of the way, spun Dora’s mouth to Hermione’s cunt, and thrust into Dora’s well fisted yet already retightening hole. He had felt her suddenly grip and mold herself around him when he had barely got half way inside, and she had become eye crossing pleasurably tight before he felt his balls bump her clit.

He had lifted his head away to howl in ecstatic joy from how good he felt to see Hermione thrashing under Dora’s tongue slithering inside her while Hermione had her fingers not grasping or holding Dora’s face but caressing it as if it was a precious and favorite toy. That had made him realize that he hadn’t been anywhere near as rough as Dora liked. Hell, his hands were only gently caressing her ass and hips. Still, he could see as he looked at her ass and his hands stroking spread her cheeks that Hermione had left some moisture from when she had slurped his load out of Dora’s ass. That wasn’t entirely strange, but he could still see the lick marks from Hermione’s tongue as well as a slight parting of her opening and no signs of Hermione having left any cum inside.

He was certain of that when his left thumb had felt around inside while he gave her a good hard grope leaving marks like Dora loved. His right hand was held out towards one of the alcoves and nice and supple black leather like crop flew into his hand with a smile-causing thump before his fingers curled around the handle on their own. Dora gave out a shriek into Hermione’s tongue stuffed pussy when he brought the crop down to her new ass. Harry recalled how she had clenched unbelievable tight around his thumb and dick almost causing him to spend his balls into her suddenly vacuum suctioning warm embrace.

He hadn’t lasted too much longer after that although he didn’t try to move when he repeated the orgasm-causing slap. He did try to draw it out by thrust for a while settle and then strike. Still, he could tell that Dora’s tongue had alleviated Hermione from being too sensitive for more than short length caresses. What followed wasn’t too unpredictable, Harry recalled how intense he came inside Dora before letting the still thrashing Hermione lick him clean at which point he maneuvered the pair to allow Hermione to clean Dora up.

While he had tried to figure out what about Dora looking so demanding that he immediately bury himself in her without finding anything out about the ritual, he had barely reclined to recover and watch the two ladies slurping their cunts to from what he could count were several intense orgasms before he felt the scene rekindle his libido. Oh, he had noticed how Dora had changed in that her body seemed to have become the most alluring beauty with a face that he could waste away the days just looking at and caressing. In the short time between while his mind wasn’t demanding he screw them both, he had noticed that Dora looked like Bella did from Night’s last view.

He had been grateful that he had Hermione impaling her ass on him or he would have likely called Night to transport him there. It would not have been as if the Dementors would have cared, and he was aware that while her former husband and brother-in-law were dead that Bella was looking as she had barely after she had graduated Hogwarts. Perhaps his attraction to the two was in a way genetic as a desire to reestablish and secure the House of Black, but he thought it was more do to whichever shared ancestor they had showing through and that it was for that ancestors looks that they had joined their blood together.

He had kept himself busy in part to prevent allowing the thoughts of entering Azkaban to claim his property in the ancient manner. He was sure that neither of them would have minded as he had found a residual awareness of her in the less explored parts of his mindscape. Still, telling his minions that he was going to add a relative who used to be a Death Eater was not something he had desired to do. He was well aware that Bella’s rebirth had left her extremely fixated on him and from what he had extracted from the Lestranges would be followed fanatically with even more loyalty and obedience than Voldemort had received from her.

Shaking his head even as he felt the fond memories of what happened after he had felt the undeniable firmness that his member had achieved, Harry turned to his ear to talk to and deconstruct his complications. It would not be a good idea to have sexual desires running rampant especially with his guardian in that attire. He would just have to push down the barely suppressed memories and echoes of the pleasure he had felt from draining his balls into the eager asses of the two linked licking lovers.

He really didn’t want to factor in what having sexual attraction to someone that looked like his mother even though she had been gorgeous enough to be sought after by anyone with the slightest appreciation of the female form regardless of gender. He knew his father had been a lucky man to gain her affection, and that Snape had been a foolish idiot to allow any wedge to come between them. The walking dead man did make sense to him, but there was no way that he would live any longer than required. The bastard had been willing to trade his life and his father’s life to Voldemort in exchange for the Dark Lord granting Lily to be his to use as he wished.

He wanted to speak to his mum and not the representation in his head. It would alleviate most of his issues if he had her to talk with, and she deserved the right to have justice served in regards to her unnecessary and conspired end. Besides, he really thought that if anyone deserved to off Snape it was the woman he had betrayed so many times. Sure, Harry knew he had issues with his mother that were likely unhealthy, but after dealing with Petunia and her problems that he knew of, he had some concept of limits.

‘It would be wrong to use her as a substitute,’ Harry thought as he looked at his mind’s inner representation of safety and offensive protection who was also a very sexy and seductive red haired goddess who rivaled what Susan’s mother had looked like in terms of shear demand to worship and ask politely to do so. ‘Besides, she doesn’t have her memories even if she was willing to allow me to get the issues out of the way. At least I have a few vague memories so I haven’t ended up breast obsessed like some bottle-fed babies become. Still, I wouldn’t mind having more such memories, but there is no way that I would force my mother, Lily ‘I can make you cream your pants or skirt’ Potter, to do something like that against her will. I suppose Dora wouldn’t mind playacting a few situations to deal with that even though Susan likely will look at least almost as good before we graduate and possible sooner if she continues to develop at her current rate.’

Realizing that he had been lost in thought as well as appreciating her body, Harry shook himself and let out a sigh of resignation. He could feel her looking at him in interest even as the glass he had her holding let a drop fall to splash dramatically on the exposed upper part of her breast. He closed his eyes for a moment and squashed the image of memories of being lucky enough to have nursed on tits that awe inspiring which had been even more riveting as they had been swollen with milk. He opened them again and worked on finding his tongue while the more kinky side of his libido was making suggestions and stating that what happened in here stayed in here.

When he struggled to push that down, his inner pervert had suggested having Dora shift to look like her especially if she could trigger lactation. He then chided his inner pervert with that being wrong since he didn’t plan on doing that with Dora unless he was old enough to have gotten her pregnant and all the other nuisances would be gone so as to not interrupt. His id conceded that as well as Dora was sufficiently arousing that he didn’t want to ruin anything in regards to Dora and his interactions, but that since this construct, which he should name and definitely anything but Lily, was a part of his mind that any interactions with her were no more wrong than any fantasy or self exploration.

That realization almost made him growl out loud, but he accepted that his life was complicated and this was no more bizarre than anything else was. The only person that could have made his life even more oddly interesting was that Luna girl that the twins had mentioned. He had a feeling that knowing his luck something would happen with the obviously traumatized and coping girl who would be starting here the next year. With her in the same year as Alice let alone Anne, Harry knew that this year would seem sane compared to the rest of them.

As he did this, she was watching him as his thoughts passed somewhat over his features. Well not enough then for her to get the general sense that, he was going over some memories that her question had wrought. It was not as if she was wasting time waiting as it did give her a chance to see him and not the usual perceptions that she had. Time was in a way meaningless for her as her existence was as passing as dreams and as long as eternity at the same time. He was in essence her creator and the god of this place. That he had entrusted her to help him meditate and contemplate the troubles of his existence was rather telling.

Therefore, she waited as he thought on things even as part of her design maintained and patrolled his mental defenses. It did seem odd that more often than not she played the part of devil’s advocate and helped him accept the things he had to do. Still, she knew that even when he succeeded that her purpose would remain and she could take contentment in that. Her other needs, as even though she was a construct she was still created in female form and of female function, had been sated as she felt what his lovers felt and that would be enough. It was not in her nature or place to seduce her creator.

‘Still all things come to those who wait,’ she thought as she watched he who made her. ‘Even if I have to wait for him to succeed there is time enough. All things will be in the fullness of time. Still it would be nice not to live vicariously through his other loves…’

With that enigmatic smile, she waited as she took a secretive thrill in his gaze especially how she could feel the passion and emotions behind them being directed at her. While it may have made things simper for her to initiate things, it was not in her nature to do so for such things. She was reactive by nature for the most part and still learning as she went. He was barely over his sexual acts to this point and the recent near animalistic claiming of Dora as she was now and rewarding Hermione for her success. Even though he did create her, he would be lucky to understand her especially the way her own thought patterns were developing.

She was a woman and thus thrilled at being seen as attractive. It would complicate her primary directive if she just dissolved her apparel and spread her legs while beckoning him to her. She did get a rather thorough ravishing, as the feedback from Dora had been quiet intense. It was perhaps a pity that her creator was so strong willed, as she was fairly certain that any other teenage hormonal influenced male would have been already balls deep in ravishing her or at least having made out and felt her up, which would have likely led to her having a chance to explore things directly.

She who was could tell by his gaze that he was at least feeling attraction and lust towards her form. If it were not for the fact that it would require some support for him, she would have likely been suckling him as he let things out. She really enjoyed that when any of them did that to him, and she knew that he enjoyed it as well. She supposed she had the advantage in knowing exactly why they liked it and why the girls enjoyed it. So as he thought things over, she savored knowing that his gaze was leading to the visible signs of his appreciation even as he passed off her signs as being in part from the cool liquid having made her top rather transparent and chilled.

“Considering all that needs to be done as well as wanted to be accomplished then add in that there is no way that my girls will want to cut short time with me even though they won't be away from me during the school year except during classes,” Harry said as he tried not to pay attention to the constructs appearance as having sex with his minds coping mechanism would be too strange even for him especially since she resembled his mother who he had barely any memories of knowing. “It really boils down to having too much to do and a finite period in which we are not inconvenienced with the constraints of school. There are just not enough hours in the day even over the summer to cram in everything that we have to accomplish as well as want to accomplish. It is not as if one could suddenly have thirty two hour days or something…”

“So it all comes down to time being too short to do what you need to do,” she said with a thoughtful look even as the moisture from the cup seemed to drip and then trace its way down her body. “You do recall that there are ways to cram more time in a day don’t you? You already can do more thanks to the rituals that allow less sleep to accomplish more. Think how little time you would have if you needed as much sleep as Normals or Wizards. You also have ways to accelerate your acquiring of knowledge and a better retention as well. What more ways do you need to efficiently utilize your time?”

“Time,” Harry trailed off as he suddenly snapped up from the couch. “It couldn’t be that simple could it? I mean that would be a solution and it would alleviate the dilemma I had been having with Alice and their age. I mean it may be legal in the Wizarding world, but I was not raised in it and thus at times have reservations on some of the things that they do.”

“You know that you are being a bit random in your words,” she said with a look that hinted at almost grasping what he was thinking. “I get that you would prefer if there was proof that Alice was older and that you gave up on Anne being anything other than herself as strange as she can be. Still there is something that I am missing here. So would you care to elaborate so I can better understand things?”

“Time as I said is the question and also the solution,” Harry said with an almost giddily mad look on his face. “Although it would permit Alice to try to cram in the rather open ladies that are around us, but that is something I had factored in at some point several years down the road anyways. Given the way that Hermione and Alice compete, I already had plans for when they decided that showing off their man to the others and letting them get a taste. So if we can add some more real time to the summer than we can get more done. I mean it seems so simple in retrospect and unlike normal wizards the years won't cut short our lives…”

“You are doing it again,” she said looking at him fondly. “You’re having a breakthrough that will really shake things up. So why don’t you have the room provide one then. I mean it does seem like a good solution during the school year and all it would require is to show up at meals and classes since you managed to dodge being drafted into the Quidditch team in spite of that stunt you pulled. It is likely that your housemates will try to encourage you to join next year.”

“I suppose,” Harry said as he let his mind wander in the possibilities. “Still a time turner would be nice although if the room can provide for it…”

“Hmm something about the room providing,” she said as she looked at him. “What have you stumbled across this time, darling?”

“I still can't believe that I didn’t see it before,” Harry said as he plopped down with a sigh. “The room provides. It just seems so simple now that I think about it and I really should have noticed the inconsistency. I suppose that I placed a rather deep willingness in believing that all of the rituals could have added up to it. Oh, I guess I should tell you. I hadn’t realized that when we were in the room it seemed we always had time enough to accomplish things even if we should not have. It does solve some of the problems, but I don’t think dragging Susan and Hannah inside to allow them to grow up before they press for consummating our relationship will work. Considering we have already been fiddling with time, I see no reason to stop over the summer or at least this one.”

“You do have a point and it will allow you to prevent you and their burnouts,” she said as she looked at him fondly. “They worry about you and while it is good that you are ambitious and have goals that does not mean that you are pushing yourself too hard. It is only a matter of time as it is inevitable that you succeed. In the mean time, you will have to start planning for after you have accomplished your ambition. I do not see any of you retiring and sitting on your asses in the future. You will need to plan for the time after and make certain that things are in place. It is a given that neither Hermione nor Alice will settle for anything less than you, and Anne as well as Dora are not leaving so plan accordingly.”

“So I have to start thinking about after and not just my goal right now,” Harry said as he let his head bounce off the pillow. “I suppose my attempts to find temporary or possibly permanent for the foreseeable future distractions for the girls for when I have to deal with things was rather obvious.”

“It is for someone that knows you as well as I do,” she said with a warm look. “Despite being an antisocial person do to your life, you care deeply about the people that you do let in. So with that in mind, it is no wonder that you were ensuring that your girls were able to pair off if you wanted to spend time with just one of them or if you got too caught up in your projects. I will say that from what we have garnered about your mother that she would be pleased with what you have done even if the methods are questionable. Despite the desire of Dumbledore to keep you ignorant, you have ascertained that your mother was a determined person. Despite her former friendship with Snape, she would likely slit his throat herself for what he has done. I do not think that she would have a problem with silencing Dumbledore either since he was as responsible as the other three for their deaths.”

“True, it just bothers me now that I have a further grasp on what that spiteful man has done,” Harry said with a deep look to his eyes. “I cannot believe it took this long to sort through all of it.”

“Well you did have his whole life to sort through and it is understandable as you didn’t notice what you had extracted,” she said before looking around the mindscape. “There is also a chance that some residuals from that night are still inaccessible. It is not as if you inherited that abomination’s memories. Do you think that Dumbledore was counting on that remaining when he started on this madness?”

“It is possible,” Harry conceded as he thought on it. “We have an idea on what that creature was doing. We know that he was obsessed with immortality and it was another way to try to achieve that. I suppose he used the normal rituals as a base, but he was quite arrogant from what we know. Still it is nice to discuss things and I don’t think I can do that with Hermione yet.”

“I see and I can understand why you hesitate at this point,” she told him with a smile as the moisture from his drink trailed down across her taunt stomach. “While Hermione has been there during a kill, she has not killed a human yet and thus certain notions are still there. I suppose you could trust Alice a bit more when she is here next year, but you have grown closer to Hermione and I believe you are choosing her for your chief assistant. They are both loyal, but Alice would need to spend more time with Anne to keep her controlled. Surrey has enough scum that seem drawn to the area compared to the small pond of victims at Hogwarts.”

“That is a concern since I am fairly certain that Anne has been getting a bit too free with her actions,” Harry said with his eyes closed so that he wasn’t leering at her moisture-traced curves. “I suppose I don’t feel bad at the nuisances at the door and other such at times. Now if Anne could target those scammers I would feel even better about it.”

“You do recall that there is that growing infrastructure that might have potential in the future,” she told him in a voice that seemed to tease the senses. “It may be only used for government and scientists for the most part, but I see it spreading and you saw the home computers are already becoming a growing trend. It seems that in addition to business interest in communications such as portable phones that they might wish for something better than they have already. Something else to branch into the future as you already were contemplating as while the magical world does have enough potential to support our ventures for the moment there is enough to keep things going. You do have enough money coming in at this point, but there are more mundanes than magicals in the world. Besides, I think you realize that the other girls are a good sampling of a demographic for future consideration.”

“Some things to consider in the future,” Harry said as he let out a sigh and settled down. “Now I think I need to get some sleep…”

“Sure go to sleep on me,” she said with a teasing laugh. “A beautiful woman loves it when a man in her life just goes to sleep ignoring her…”

Sadly, her parting barb was met with a soft snore. She shook her head and placed a blanket on him before she settled down to continue her guarding his mind. She was sure that Lily would approve of her actions. Harry was growing up to be a wonderful young man. He was also surrounded by beautiful caring women who would bathe the world in blood to keep him happy, as he would do the same for them. Now the only concern the mother would have is potential grandbabies in the future. It was a shame that Lily had missed so much of his life. Snape would die painfully for that. Dumbledore would die slowly and in agony with everything he ever dreamed of broken and his future reduced to ash and his legacy not more than dust. Voldemort would have nothing to his legacy as well.

It was the least the master could do to thank them for their efforts in regards to his life. It was a shame that it would only be Dumbledore that Lily would get to see dealt with. At least they would be able to use the connection to bring her back. James they would at best be able to talk to from what her master had discovered. It did not mean that they could not for sure just that it seemed difficult with all the things stacked against them. There were possibilities that wherever Lily was currently there was more to things than they knew. She was sure that it had not been she-who-was that had been in the mindscape that night and that Alice Longbottom was not dead either so where did he come from. There was also that her master was unaware but it seemed that his passions were being funneled into a seeming black hole of need in addition to the connections with the other ladies.

“Sleep tight, master,” she said fondly as she had the impression of a woman like her floating on a sea of ecstasy as she felt the master and his lovers’ pleasure. “One morning you will wake with us all in your bed and never again will you need to worry about things. Your enemies will be broken, their dreams destroyed, and their legacies nothing but sorrow. When that day comes, you can all move forward together…”



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Percival Weasley was not having a good time of things. He had a few nights previously been experiencing the best night of his life. After his girlfriend had never put out even though she had actually been trying to get him to satisfy her before he was done for the night, he had taken liberties with a couple of underclassmen. He had done more with the boy and girl than his girlfriend of the year had been doing.

‘It was going so well until that bitch had to but in,’ Percival thought with a sudden rage present in his mind. ‘First she doesn’t even offer some things and when I find people that I can use to meet my needs she acts like that!’

In his rage-clouded mind, he never realized how much damage an intelligent and angered woman let alone a witch could cause. He was also ignorant of the growing trend of idiots who crossed the Boy-Who-Lived or more accurately plotted, played and punished. Of course, his plots were inevitably oriented in speaking with and more likely attempting to resurrect his mother, his playing now involved possibly using every bit of sexual possibilities as a check list where it involved him and any number of willing females instead of the methodic mental anguish of his victims as well as their physical destruction, and his punishments were now not just about pain.

Unfortunately, for the now sexually frustrated Weasley, he was unknowingly digging his own grave. Tonks could have arranged with Penny for his death with sufficient alibi for Penny to do the act herself and still she could be perceived as innocent. It was rather fortunate that she hadn’t gone down that train of thought. Oh when the time was right she would get her revenge, but in the meantime she had to see about curbing his ability to cause harm.

As it was Percy was feeling a bit wound up and with the chance of certain people seeing beyond his appearance, he could not move on to new marks in his own house. He didn’t even contemplate the Hufflepuffs, as Sprout would hang him by his balls if he rocked their boat. He didn’t know what they were up to, but it was going to cause him more headache than it was worse to get into a situation there. He also knew that they were more than capable of solidarity. There were a few exceptions that were lacking the ease of mobbing up for some collective retribution. One of the first years was like that a Zacharias Smith if he recalled correctly. Oh, there were beauties he would love to enjoy and possibly ruin, but most of them were friends and at least acquaintances with Penelope and she would warn them off him even if she were unable to do anything officially to him as he couldn’t do to her.

‘If I try anything with a Ravenclaw then she will be able to act against me just as she was unable to do anything about those two earlier,’ Percival thought as he wracked his rule filled mind for an out. ‘I think it would be best if I could get someone that I would be able to satisfy these increased and in some ways new drives. That Susan Bones looks like she is going to grow up just right but she would sic her aunt on me and the head of the DMLE would not be someone to have targeting me. I guess that leaves me with either Slytherins or any of the outcasts. Penelope had enough of a group of friends in Gryffindor and Hufflepuff that she could do something rumor wise since she hasn’t gone to the professor and McGonagall is so easy to fool.’

He had lucked out in all his brown nosing over the years and attention to the rules had left him an image of a toadying little rule follower and McGonagall would never suspect someone like that to do anything like he had already done or planned to do. He still had a few options left and one of them was being bribed to overlook things and if it got him a chance to top some Slytherin tart then all the better. His other options were limited, as he didn’t have the money to get what a Ravenclaw could be bribed with although Penelope would be able to ambush him if he visited their common room. Summer would have more opportunities and in the meantime, he could see about some potions to coerce. A simple potion that made the person receptive and possibly aroused would work well enough. His main problem was that his options were limited with his lack of galleons and while there were plenty of girls here now there was little chance that Penelope would not be reached for her opinion on his abilities.

“So I need to make a few deals and then work on getting out from the bottom,” Percy said as he realized what he had to do. “What father fails to realize is that all of his ideals matter little when gold and power talks. Maybe the Slytherins do get it. Ambition and cunning are not bad things to have and most of that house ends up far higher than that naïve fool of a father did. Most of the department heads are Slytherin although Hufflepuff has one with Amelia Bones. I cannot believe that I never thought to make connections like that and it is not as if Susan does not look like she is going to grow up far better looking than my mother looks. She was a Prewitt and settling for a mediocre head of an unimportant department seems so beneath her.”

He didn’t have the galleons for either a girl or a potion to ensnare one. With his own house still partially in the dark, he thought better than to try the same stunt again. Oh, he had loved every minute of it, but there was no chance of that now. It would have been different if Penny hadn’t found out and he would have those two as his playthings. He had cum so hard more from making them do what he wanted at first versus any real skill the two had. It would have been better if had had caught two girls, but making a guy sodomize his girl while he fucked her had been very arousing for him.

As he walked down towards the area somewhere near the Slytherin dorms, he didn’t realize how close he came to death from the sets of eyes in the dark. There were plenty of people that had no compulsion to keep someone like him alive. Secrecy be damned, but if Penny had told Harry the fool would have died already or at least wished that he had.

Still, Percy made his way to the secured room near the Slytherin dorms. He didn’t have money to get the better class of connections, but in Slytherin, there were enough that chose to sell themselves or were desperate enough. That didn’t even include those foolish enough to get into deals or became subjects of opportunity. They were the ambitious ones and did use any means to get ahead including a number of things the others would not understand.

“What do you want?” a decidedly female voice asked through the wall. “I thought you lions were to bold to learn things…”

“Perhaps a lion realizes they made a mistake in trying to conform to what their family wished,” Percy said honestly, which was a surprise to both of them. “Some needs are not easily met in the lion’s den, but I hear they can be acquired here.”

“Ah so we know what you want,” she said with a decidedly intrigued sound on corrupting a Gryffindor. “All that is left is what can you provide for us. Do not think us fools, as we know you do not have the gold for such things. So what are you offering?”

“I do have some use for those like you and more in the future,” Percy said as he contemplated what he had to offer. “Besides, it is not like I am asking for too much. I would even settle as long as certain criteria are met. Perhaps discussing this here is not the best although the ward is rather well done. Oh, don’t gasp like that. My older brother works for Gringott's as a curse breaker do you think unlike my foolish younger brothers I would be ignorant of what that requires.”

“And here I had thought most of your family were bossed around by that mother of yours,” she said with a snicker. “I suppose your older brothers took jobs out of the country to get away from her control.”

“I suppose they did in a way,” Percy conceded as he contemplated how to get this deal to go through. “Still, they did rather well away from home, and I plan on doing at least as well so I would be a worthwhile investment. I don’t plan on being stuck in Misuse of Muggle Artifacts or worse Centaur Liaison like some people. It has come to my attention that school is more than just impressing future employers and the current administration but also networking and establishing working relationships among one’s peers.”

“Now that is a rather enlightened view for someone in your house,” she said and he could practically hear her rise in approval concerning him. “I suppose I can allow you to see about acquiring some services, but I do expect an oath before you see anything as I doubt you would want your presence known anymore than I wish my venture investigated…”

“I understand,” Percy said while trying not to show how desperate he was. “Now as to the wording of the oath as I believe neither of us wants to ruin our own ventures by a miss worded vow?”

He knew he was taking a risk here, but since that night, he had felt the need burning inside. It had taken him a good deal to come to the conclusion that he needed to seek services before he lost control. He had been under far more stress than normal and he didn’t have Penny to relieve the tension anymore. He had found his gaze on those in his house that he could easily confront and coerce to do things, but he was uncertain if the blanket of trust he had developed in the teachers would last for longer than it did among the prefects. He had been relieved that Penny hadn’t tried anything at revenge nor to discredit him even if it left him uncertain.

Percival was aware of his worries as he waited for the Slytherin Queen to make her decision. He was a Gryffindor and thus mostly unaware of the internal structure of Slytherin house, but as a prefect he had managed to overhear things. Their house was more structured than his own house, which had power resting in the hands of the prefects and Quidditch team as sources of glory to the house. He knew that there was a structure or more a hierarchy in Slytherin and that while the woman in front of him was at least a fifth year he doubted she was much older than that and yet she wielded enough influence to circumvent the older prefects.

“Naturally,” she said with a hint of a smile at the Slytherin decisions that the least unthinkingly charging Gryffindor in front of her was doing. “Still this is not the first time that an outsider has sought such favors within the serpent’s lair and there is a preexisting form that you can look over and then we can make whatever changes we need to preserve our agendas.”

The next little while was an example of haggling as this person only whispered as the current Queen managed to make the agreement far less of a compromise and more of everything she wanted while allowing Percy to conduct business with her based on the credit his skills were netting him. Percy was not necessarily in the best of positions to negotiate as he had found his attempts to ease his own needs having been less than satisfactory in comparison. This was also impeded by the Queen having a set of tea brought into the room by some masked girls whom she had confided were contractually unable to reveal any of the business conducted.

That had helped alleviate some of his concerns; however, they were scantily clad and such that it was more provocative than if, they were simply naked cavorting about the room. He unfortunately did not have a footstool like the girl the queen was using although he did have two girls with extravagant jewelry massaging his shoulders. He suspected that he would have lost everything if he had not managed to avoid their hands going lower. His attempt in the shower to relieve some stress had not calmed him enough.

As distracted as he was, Percy did suspect that the decorations were normally a more hands on entertainment. He could see how she was the current queen with how her maneuvering made him in a position of weakness in the negotiation. As tempting as he had been to ask for a hand or more to clear his head, Percy could tell that the barely restrained predatory look in her eyes meant that she would leap on the sign of weakness. With the currently terrifying repercussions, he had little desire to risk being handed to her tender mercies.

His own bit of cruelty would be quiet tame in comparison. He did not want to risk what horror they could and would administer if he were weak. He knew that most of the house had a low opinion do to his parents’ actions although Bill and Charlie had managed to be respected enough. He did not want to be someone’s plaything or worse do to not being careful. He knew that Lucius Malfoy had all but a blood feud with his father over their disagreements.

Finally, as he felt the two were getting his blood to the point where he was so tempted to beg the queen for a favor, Percy tried not to collapse in relief over the annotated and edited written oath. He had managed to get some of what he wanted even if he had conceded far more than he would have liked. He stared at the quill in apprehension as it rested in the delicate hand of a girl he almost blurted out to ask to stroke him with that exquisite hand and almost turned to concede some more if it meant one of these beauties would consent to drain his balls into their mouths.

‘It was a good thing I didn’t delay any longer or I would have almost conceded everything just for a single encounter with one of these beauties,’ Percy thought as he reached out for the quill that would change his future. ‘I might have done better sooner, but at least this way there is no risk unlike my earlier reckless act. I don’t regret it only that I got caught and didn’t manage to catch Penelope and break them like I so wanted to do to those two brats!’

He looked at the quill as it was in his hand. He could smell a lingering scent that almost broke him as he realized exactly where the girl had hidden the quill. He almost asked if he could replace it when they were done, but he wanted to get this settled as he had spent more time negotiating than he had planned. He barely would have time for fun tonight with how late it was.

“There,” Percy said as he finished cosigning the written agreement with a barely suppressed wince as the blood quill had for a moment tore his name across his hand. “I believe that settles that and your signature is all that is needed to complete things. I can hope our future agreements are more pleasantly reached.”

“Of course, dear Percy,” she purred, as she seemed to shudder in bliss as she signed her name quickly enough that he did not see her name. “Considering that with security in place our future discussions will be far more pleasant than simply sharing tea. A shame to miss the pleasantries in life, but it would not do to have someone blabbing especially about who was all here; it is for their own and your protection of course. Still it is more delightful to enjoy active entertainment than just the decorations.”

Her last words were emphasized by the masked women that milled about serving tea and one had been her footstool while another was a table for them to set the tea in between them. The decorations were masked so that the unsigned could not reveal who were working as well as their contracts prevented them revealing whom they were serving. It had been an ingenious addition to the contract that had come from a deal with the Black family and their discreet services. Not even Verisiterum could force them to reveal the secrets they learned. Her family had for many centuries a friendly rivaling agreement with them, but she was unsure who had inherited the leadership now.

Looking at the trained and educated girls around her, she didn’t doubt that they would flourish in that place if they failed to secure suitable husbands. Slytherin girls were an exercise in power. They could be your greatest allies or worst enemies and they had more often than not managed to stir things up if they were scorned. The girls gained an appreciation and experience in the carnal arts and learned to play the politics of pureblood society in particular and the Wizarding World in general.

Percy would have likely missed more of the catches if he had been more distracted by a pretty girl servicing him, but his unsoothed libido had made him still incautious enough to get most of her concerns dealt with. He had missed a number of ways she could recoup any loss if he failed to come through against his future worth. Still he wasn’t the dumbest fool she had done business with before.

“Now I suppose you would like to see some of the available merchandise,” she said with a slight smile as the two girls who had been gently rubbing his shoulders moved back. “I would be tempted to offer some of these, but your tastes seem more inclined to not be compatible with the level of appearance they need to be in. Besides, most of these are already scheduled by others tonight.”

That was not the complete truth, but she had no desire to have this still somewhat brash Gryffindor mishandle her merchandise and she enjoyed her eye candy. Rising from her chair with an affectionate pat to the head of the kneeling girl on her right before handing off her tea with an affectionate caress to her bared breast, she accepted the goblet of dark wine from the attractively decorated girl to her left. Her left hand reached out to slip under the flared skirt to give her a quick fondle of appreciation. That was the girl she normally had between her thighs while she rocked against her foot as she conducted business. Therefore, she had decided to reward her for having to stand there without revealing her current state of need.

She motioned for Percy to follow and let him look into the open rooms along the corridor. The girls were not necessarily nude as some liked to see what they looked like partially clothed instead of getting adjusted to being unfazed by their bodies being complete bared to their gaze. Sometimes how little one showed was more enticing than how much was revealed. Besides, most preferred the fun of disrobing them than the immediate access. It was not as if they required long to undress, as they were mostly skirts that barely covered their ass let alone their cunts when they were in most positions. Their chests were enhanced by the curve fitting tops they wore.

She watched his eyes, as he seemed to be searching for something in particular at this point. She took him past the usual lineup to get a feel for the type of companion her client sought. She went past the various hair colors and body shapes. There was something he was in need of and it would allow her to better allocate who was servicing whom if she could find that specific appetite. She could always dig up what kinks he was into and pick that in addition to body type, hair color, and mannerisms.

“This is a rather interesting one,” She said as Percy looked at the girl with a hunger in his eyes as he almost drooled at the scantily clad young girl who looked so innocent and submissive. “A second year mudblood who thought she was smart enough to negotiate her way through Slytherin without a mentor. Even the most connected pureblood girls know to have a mentor. I got her after she had spent her entire first year being broken and then passed around after she failed to understand how pathetic her terms were.”

She watched how he reacted to her words as well as the presence of the girl and she suppressed her smirk at having read him so accurately. He was a rather specific connoisseur although she could tell he didn’t mind as long as he was supplied with someone to drain his balls into and onto often enough. His present state was quite revealing and it seemed he might profit her more than he had thought.

“So she has some experience in knowing her place and properly pleasing her betters,” Percy said with a hungry look as all the delightful things he could do to her made his pathetic bulge visibly pulse to even her casual gaze. “While my family may harp on about muggles and tolerance and other such things, I at least get that power is important. While I may not agree with muggle hunting and that baiting is a waste of productive time for better and more leisure activities, I don’t think that there is anything wrong with making sure that people like this don’t contaminate our world with their radical and dangerous ideas. If she was foolish enough to think she could understand the subtleties and nuisances of our world then I say she got what she deserved. Unfortunately, I don’t have enough resources to purchase even a used whore like this, but I suppose you would be willing to allow me some time with her?”

“I see that you are definitely cut from a different cloth than most of your family,” She said with a smile as she could taste how delightfully vicious this boy was turning out to be. “Whore this one will be using you however he likes tonight. His only limits are that you are with treatment able to attend class tomorrow. You had best satisfy him or I will see about letting the fifth years vent their stress from their exams. If you were not such a submissive slut, I would think about having you fail out and selling you off thus washing my hands of you. As it is, submissive cum hungry whores like you are in demand here and thus I keep you around to be used by your betters.”

“Yes, madam,” she whispered with her eyes not meeting either boss of client. “Should I ensure he is prepared to fully use me and that this whore is able to do so?”

“I believe so,” She said as she noticed the way his cock visibly twitched as the mudblood debased herself verbally before she scooped him out, swallowed him, and began to fuck her face on his cock even as he grabbed her hair and began to control her pace. “Well Percival, it was good doing business with you but I would prefer to deal with other matters while you play with this whore. I would suggest having her swallow a load or two or you will need to clean her out or use your cum as lubricant. Just remember she needs to be in shape for class tomorrow, if you want a more brutal session do make arrangements for it to be over the weekend. If you break any bones, it will take most of the night with skelegrow to replace them so I advise such games for other times.”

“Yes, madam,” Percy moaned out as he felt the rush of making this mudblood slut gag. “I won't do anything to jeopardize our deal.”

“Good for you,” she said with a smile as she looked him over with a vicious look. “Just remember that it can be you in her place if you fall through. You may be a pureblood, but you are no future head of house or of any importance at this time. As such, you really wouldn’t be too missed. There are a number of purebloods that would delight in being able to stick it to a blood traitor, as you know most of them consider your family. Still I suppose you should just enjoy what you have at the moment, as for me I am going to do other things…”

“As you said, good for you,” Percy said before he held her head as he felt her gagging as he shot down her throat. “That does take the edge off… and did the little slut just cum?”

“Why yes she did,” the Slytherin queen said with a smirk as she saw the splatter between the girl’s legs. “This little slut wanted to make sure that she had some pleasure from her encounters and it was not as if she didn’t cum like the slut she was before that. So one of the terms of her contract was that she would have at least a minor orgasm for every one she caused. It doesn’t matter how rough you are with her, as she will cream herself when you spray her. She also has an increased sensitivity during sexual activities and tends to be sought by those that enjoy their more sadistic tendencies. Personally there is nothing like a good whipping to help a girl vent and this cum hungry cunt practically begs when you really start to work her over.”

“Now that is good to know,” Percy said with a smile that was only enhanced by the glee he felt at that revelation. “So just sucking me off got her wet enough that I can really go wild and none of those ages of foreplay and then be gentle shit? Now that is some welcome news! Now if you don’t mind you said that you have things to do and I am not that much of an exhibitionist unless there was a chance for more... oh, pity, it might have been fun.”

“I am a Slytherin, dear Percival,” she said with a laugh. “I prefer to be in control. Even the slut here has that desire although she didn’t think things through enough. Slytherin is the house of ambition and she thought she had a way to get hers but she botched her negotiations as I said before. You could have done well in our house with your ambitions. I am no longer in a position to accommodate anywhere near as much as you prefer. Besides, we have the same taste in playthings preferring them to know their place. Now have fun with her while I play elsewhere…”

Percy nodded to her before pulling the suddenly panting in need for air girl from suffocating with him down her throat and then tossing her to her hands and knees with the meager garment flipped up exposing her ass and the dripping lips of her sex between her soaked thighs. As she sashayed out of the room, he couldn’t regret not being able to get a piece of that before he pushed the mudblood slut down and buried himself into her causing her to gasp and try to thrust back against his pinning her down.

Ignoring the sounds of the girl getting a rough near raping, she made her way out to grab a few personal sluts she could have pleasure her since the boys had spent the time fucking instead of studying and had to catch up. With her eyes closed, she just smirked as she felt the fingers and tongues pleasuring her all over. The boys had always loved her tits and now she had two of their favorites squeezing their thighs together for relief while kissing and suckling her.

The other two playthings were most often kneeling in the common room with their mouth open for anyone to fuck. Having those two burying their tongues in her cunt and slurping her ass was something that was getting her hot. They had thought they were so smart in making their asses off limits as well as their cunts being fucked only with personal and limited duration negotiations. As such, those two were able to study more but had overlooked where and what could be made to slurp, lick, and suck. The more vindictive ones had laughed at the shock on their faces when they had a practically fresh from sodomizing dick shoved in their faces.

Her eyes fluttered as she watched the wall with the collage of the various clients playing. Percival was not very interesting in his technique, but the sadism involved did seem more suited for darker pursuits. While she had to contribute her tribute to House Slytherin, only the Lord Slytherin had full access with limited to the head of house, prefects, and the Slytherin council. She had been informed by some of the inner circle through her father that she would get a finder’s fee for every potential Death Eater she arranged to be recruited. Her family may have been somewhat neutral, but they had no problem in profiting out of the factions and their maneuvering.

She thought the other purebloods and even the mudbloods would find it ironic that Slytherin had helped preserve what rights witches had even until this time. She would have loathed a world where she could not have some contractual protections. The founders had provided protection to the students in their house, and thus they were under the hospitality and houseroom of Hogwarts and whatever house they were sorted into until they graduated or flunked out.

Slytherin had more apparent issues, as while the rules prevented outright rape in the house there were ways around it. Personal negotiations between witch and wizards in general and particular were prevalent. If the witch was betrothed, then their betrothed could negotiate as well as offer services. They also could refuse to allow access. Although pureblood wizards were not unwilling to whore their betrothed out for advantage they did make sure they did not risk the negotiated progeny.

She did not doubt that if there were exceptions in needing such agreements that eventually the pureblood witches would be little more than whores for the wizards. No, it would have been worse than that with witches as little more than property and baby factories. That was something she would not accept!

Stretching from her post orgasmic bliss would be something she could enjoy soon. Her girls were quiet good at their job and renting them out had supplemented their finances for many centuries. Her libido dampening thoughts were nowhere near strong enough to keep these talented things from making her all hot and eager.

She let the disgusting thoughts of what she might have suffered be driven out as she felt the rush in her body. Her breathing was erratic and she was panting as she felt her body responding and rising higher. Her thighs were spread wide and from the looks of it the stupid fourth year who had declined being mentored by her was the one lapping at her clit while she had most of her fingers stroking in her drooling cunt. She admitted that she did enjoy savoring the misfortune in those who had tried to circumvent her plans or spurned her offers of alliances.

‘Having them make me cum is almost as satisfying as being the one who gets to profit from their school time sex lives,’ she thought before she felt the increase in speed and her body start to rhythmically rise up to meet the thrusts. ‘Ok, making them serve me is a thrill!’

She rode out the waves of pleasure as her whores drove her over again and again into sopping wet spraying climax. Her face was twisted in pleasure as she felt the girl shudder as she sprayed her face. It was good to be her she knew as she felt the other slurp and get her head almost drenched as she gushed.

Her eyes rolled up as her head rolled around while her body arched off the couch as she lost herself in the pleasure. She came awake drenched in sweat and sitting in a pool of her juices as the four were licking her clean. She could feel them barely as they licked from her thighs to her mound and down between her cheeks to her juice splattered asshole and the trail flowing down her crack.

Looking at the display of Percival’s current room, she smiled and saw that he was wrapping up and his head struggling to stay up. He might fall asleep before she got there, but she did have to talk to some of the other clients. Besides, she did not wish to reveal that she could monitor them and if he was awake he would be suitable sloppy to get a few more compromises out of him.

“Well you four,” she said as she gazed down at the four sticky lipped sluts. “I have some more business to attend to right now. As the boys seem to have forgotten to study until tonight I am sure you can suitably keep yourselves busy…”

The four looked at each other and realized what she wanted them to do. Their madam or mistress was more than willing to twist the terms of their contracts. Spending the rest of the night before sleeping getting the others off was not that bad a fate. They could have always spent the night under Polyjuice and likely meeting whatever knew degradation their head of house thought up.

She pulled her outfit on and left them to stew. They likely would spend the night in a chain slurping the others pussies as their contract did allow them to be taken that way. Most made the mistake in focusing on what they didn’t want to do and not what they would be required to do. Contract details could make most lawyers salivate at all the practice and lessons one learned from them. She was grateful that she had read some of the technical language her father used in his legal matters. She could have had a truly unpleasant time before this otherwise.

It had been odd that when there had been an heir of Slytherin that he hadn’t anywhere near the control of the other heirs. Gryffindor’s heirs had been able to practically sleep with all the girls if they wanted to do so. They didn’t know that their inherited contract allowed them almost as much control over the house as a lord has over his serfs. Slytherin’s heirs had influence but Salazar had been paranoid even about his descendents. He did have controls accessible only by Parseltongue scattered not just in his house but the rest of the school as well. Serpent statues and such could constrain disobedient students, but a Parselmouth could release them.

Lord Slytherin however had his legendary authority. The contracts the witches signed were irrelevant. The Lord could merely imply what he wanted and if he did so, there was not much they could do about it. He also had access to the larger funds besides the school coffers. Any decent business conducted in the house had to provide a percentage for being permitted to operate. Hell, her ancestor had provided muggles, muggleborns, and even pureblood witches for whatever it was that Lord Slytherin had required. He had provided his own flesh and blood to apprentice under him. Oh, she hadn’t learned some of his secrets, but the investment of being the founder’s personal attendant had allowed her access to knowledge they jealously guarded even to this day.

The cloaked and concealed woman looked into the room once more this time in person. She could see Percival Weasley had made rather complete use of the girl. It had been tempting to watch his descent. Her family had been running this game for a while. The number of young wizards to be educated in the glory of power over the years had provided them with sufficient comfort. It was rather fortunate that so many foolish lesser witches lost their protection. The foolish mudbloods that slacked off were unaware of what would happen to their token protection. If they failed out, they would lose their wands and be most often not allowed to slip back to the muggles. They knew too much by that point and were too dangerous to allow to be endangering things. Besides, they made good sales in selling the inferiors as the sluts and whores, which was all that they were good for in proper magical society.

She knew that as a pureblood she had some choices. Oh, she likely would be married off, but at least she was too successful to be only utilized to continue her contracted husband’s line. There were some witches in power, but most in the ministry understood that for a witch to get anywhere there they would need a patron, a very powerful one, or to serve their superiors on their backs or knees. Most often, it took a combination of both to get anywhere important. The two opposites of that were Delores Umbridge, who while not the most attractive had been good enough and willing enough to slurp and be taken on her way, and Amelia Bones, who was just damn scary in her dueling and managerial skills.

She didn’t doubt that Amelia could have slept her way to her position, but she hadn’t needed to do so. The tragedy with her family had caused her to spend too much time with her job, but she was Hufflepuff enough that she had some friends to keep an eye on her. Their network was one of the few that the Slytherin Madam was envious of, but Hufflepuff had long been some of the most networked houses although the Slytherin ones were a web of favors and connections.

Percival Weasley was not someone too important at this point in time, but she could see the ambition any Slytherin would respect. Unlike his naïve father, this one would be a useful connection in the future. Now if his manner with this stupid mudblood whore were any indication, then this boy would be a good addition to the network her father was connected to. While it was not very likely that the son of an unshakeable and fanatic Dumbledore supported could be enticed and tempted to the proper wizard side, it did seem that this one would be easier to tempt with power. The look on those blood traitors faces if he was inducted would be worth the investment. Besides, a few mudblood sluts needing healing before she whored them out were of little concern to her.

If he failed to succeed, she would recoup her investment, but she didn’t think it was likely from what she saw. The Malfoys were rather inclined to harm that family anyway they could and if the boy became a squib from breaking his oath then she knew that Lucius wouldn’t mind a toy to play with and taunt Arthur Weasley with. The only thing he might enjoy more is having the boy cull the blood traitors in his own family. Still with the absence of the dark lord, it was not too likely that his initiation would be as memorable as some would wish. She did wonder why a schemer like Molly Prewitt had settled like she had, but having her dear boy rape and torture her would be payment enough. The bitch had managed to upset enough of her family’s plans and it was likely that the slut had decided that Dumbledore was a better means to get what she wanted.

It was likely that the woman was plotting on gaining the Potter and possibly Black fortunes. Although Malfoy had implied that Draco would become both Lord Malfoy and Lord Black before that, there was a chance that Potter would inherit that from his godfather. The rumors she had acquired did not make a confrontation with the boy a winning possibility.

‘If the rumors of the animosity with Percival were true then he would make a useful cat’s paw,’ she thought as she smirked at the whore whimpering and all marked from his play. ‘Still letting him vent of a few sluts and whores should be worth the investment. There are ways I can get my price if he fails completely. I could always sell him or worse.’

She was a Slytherin after all and she hedged her bets. She would come out a head either way. Even if Percival destroyed himself crossing Potter and her connections in what she had no doubt would be his house had informed her that the boy already made Severus Snape look uninformed as he had been as a first year. The legend of how much destructive magic that man had knew without any official education was quiet well known in Slytherin. She didn’t want to cross someone who as a first year dominated those five years his senior in power, knowledge, and skill.

‘As long as he hasn’t done or does something to get that obvious Dark Ravenclaw to kill him, I will be able to consider this venture a success,’ she thought as she catalogued the after affects the boy had left on the girl even as he seemed to be violating her in her sleep quiet cruelly. ‘He definitely is dark inclined, but how much the Malfoys and their ilk will pay for corrupting a scion of the light is something I will need to see. I doubt I could entice Potter anyways as even if he is already dark what little is known is that he would likely disagree with my business. I do wonder why he is not in Slytherin, as while even I cannot gather much real information on him even I have felt his ministrations and their results. All I have besides that one encounter is suspicion and phantoms. A first year should not be able to hide their secrets from my network! If I did not suspect from what little those fools had scene, I would have overlooked him, but I can already tell that he is more than willing to drown the world in blood to accomplish his goals whatever they are.’

Looking at Percival as the girl in his twisted and brutal embrace whimpered as she saw him not letting up even in her sleep, she realized that even if she was dead to the emotions such a sight should have brought up that there were even more dangerous people out there than her. She had seen something in the Dark Ravenclaw’s eyes as he was at lunch one day. The supposed savior of the Wizarding World was a killer she could tell. He was just better at covering it and his reputation would likely aid him in covering up even her own death. She couldn’t prove it, but given what connections she had been able to observe there was little doubt that he was as cunning as any Slytherin. The way he seemed to control the information around him did give her an understanding of him and his reasons for not being in her house. She did not doubt that if he had been in Slytherin that the less than subtle factions would have been culled already.

Ignoring that she could have easily been in the girls place, she turned her back as a painful sob was torn out of the girl’s throat as she heard Percival grunt in his sleep and she could practically hear him flood her abused ass. She had seen he hadn’t just been there as the girl had shown her cunt had been raped and her tits were swollen and bruised. The potions to cover this up would she hoped be worth it. She could always see about getting a few flunked out mudbloods or useless squibs to have the boy sate his appetites with instead of wearing out her other girls as she had plans for them.

You could not be weak and survive in Slytherin. The hat had been right when it had sung this year that they used any means to get their goals. She would do what the girls in her control did if it advanced her plans and she had been more than willing to apprentice under the previous leadership. Her family connections only would go so far and she had used that to her advantage. She could tell that despite how well he blended into the shadows that Potter was an obvious power she would need to plan around and for or she would not be able to take advantage of the opportunities.



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Susan was unsure what she was going to do. She suspected that Harry was up to some things and that they might be more than some potion brewing on the side for money. She really wanted to be there for him and she did owe him her life. It would be easier if he had simply chosen to have her for a night or something. She doubted what they were feeling was love in the classic sense instead of lust and respect. His almost letting her go and having her return seemed romantic to her. There was also the classic rescue a damsel in distress and how one would normally marry them, or at least spend some time ravishing her.

If he had been a Gryffindor, then that would have been traditional, as Lord Gryffindor had acquired a number of consorts that way. He was a Ravenclaw and he seemed quite ready to acquire knowledge and well suited to hording that too. At the moment, she only had suspicions, but it was good to know that there was more to him than the image and books said. She suspected that with his current attitude that he likely had ensured that lawyers would descend on those using his likeness even if he didn’t necessarily need the money.

‘Something auntie made sure that I know,’ Susan thought as she snuggled against Hannah. ‘It would not do to antagonize people that are dangerous. Still it would be nice to curse the bullies, but they are mostly more privileged than even I am. As it is, I know who to avoid, whom I should try to be civil with, and who to try to befriend. One of those she recommended was Neville, but he is so painfully shy that he would likely be difficult to approach. Still I probably would have to do that sooner than later as his shyness will be worse once I cannot hide that I am an early bloomer. That was something I hadn’t factored into things as auntie and the older girls are right that the boys will start to talk to my breasts and not me. However, those talking into them might not be that bad. It would feel good, but things are already complicated for me and I know who has just made it more so.’

She knew and so did Hannah now that Harry Potter was a complicated person. Things also seemed to get interesting when he was around. It was just going to make things difficult, but she would not have been sorted into her house if she had shied away from doing things that required effort. Her nightly exercises with Hannah were a case in point. If her savior would be continuing to make her wait, then she would be as prepared to make the inevitable victory as mutual satisfying as possible.

“Hannah,” Susan said as her friend nuzzled her already enviable mound and resumed almost nursing her again. “I think there might be more going on with the boy who is hung than we thought. I don’t plan on not succeeding in this, but I am unsure if it won't lead to heartache later…”

“Suz, we’re young and you have to admit that he is a very good choice,” Hannah said after letting her friend loose with a slight pout. “He isn’t the same as some of the other boys here and he definitely considers more than his own jollies when doing things. He may be secretive, but I doubt that he is anywhere near as bad as the Death Eater’s spawn. You do know that he seems to avoid them even if he also avoids those that they call blood traitors. I don’t believe he wants to get entangled in things and that is a good plan at this point and time. Still you will admit that you want more. The waiting is driving both of us mad and I worry that after he ravishes us that we will be ruined for others not so much as us being no longer virgins in any sense, but that other boys would fail to measure up.”

“I know,” Susan whispered with her eyes closed as her friend began to resume suckling her even before her hands wandered low enough to cause her to groan in pleasure. “We have already seen how Hermione has reacted to being ravished by him. Just seeing them makes my knees weak and I want to be in her place so badly. I know what I want and even though it looks like the boys in our house would not mind working hard to satisfy, I know they will fail to measure up to the shear intensity of that man. We may be the same age, but there is no doubt in my mind that he is already a man in all the ways that matter. I may be risking heartache later, but he will be my first. Given what we know about our house, he will not be our only but I doubt that we will be as thoroughly sated without the boys lining up to make sure we are driven over the edge time after time…”

Hannah was quiet as Susan became worked up enough not to talk. Her friend was holding her head to her breast while Hannah’s hand was moving between her lover’s thighs. Her response would wait, as it did seem like Susan had more to get off her chest than just her lips. She was a friend first and a lover second. Hannah knew that anything lasting required friendship and trust.

Anyone could fall into bed for some fun, and oh but did they have some fun there! Sure, they had spent a bit of time being voyeuristic with Harry and Hermione since they had nowhere near the stamina of the two as well as some things seen in their house. Still holding each other where they could see and touch was wonderful; however, once those two had demonstrated one thing they had not thought of had led the two to loosing hours with their heads buried between each other’s thighs. It had been funny to see some of the girls in their house do that after wards as they had absently had their lips shift to an O of understanding. It made more sense when they had caught glimpses of some of the puff girls doing that while the guys recovered before crawling over to make one of their other female friends feel good again.

Besides just doing things for fun, something that most seemed not to understand is that any lasting relationship had to have some trust in it to survive. Pleasure could only go so far even if it did help to mellow disagreements. It was hard to stay mad at someone after a few mind and body shuddering hours of pleasure. Still, Hannah knew that she liked this right now. She reveled in holding her friend close as she made her friend happy. If Harry Potter would make her happier, then she would do everything in her power to make it happen. Besides, Hannah had realized before that she was attracted to both of them, well all three if you included her love for Susan.

Still Hannah was savoring the moment. Her lips were suckling at Susan’s early blossoming bosom and her hand was caressing her sopping slit. The preparation fun that they have had made sure that Susan wouldn’t be in too much pain when her friend got her man to make her his. Hannah didn’t lie to herself, as she wanted to watch that happen almost as much as her friend wanted it to happen. Hannah was already planning on things, but they would have to get out of bed sooner or later as they did have a discussion with Hermione to have.

“I suppose we should go,” Hannah said with a sigh, as she didn’t want to leave the bed or Susan’s embrace. “I don’t know about how much of what they have said is a joke, but I don’t think I want to discover the line between pleasure and pain before getting a real cock in all of my holes and getting sprayed. I suspect you are the same on that as there is also enough things to explore that are designed purely for pleasure.”

“True,” Susan said with a slight bit of disappointment in her voice. “Still even if Harry is not there, I suspect that Hermione will make things memorable somehow…”

The two reluctantly maneuvered out of the bed and pulled some clothes on. It was not as if they would be in them long, but they didn’t want to take chances outside of their dorms. In any other house, there was a chance that a girl being naked would likely be either coerced or persuaded to just let one or more people have their way with them. Their house didn’t seem to have that issue although it would lead to some of their housemates inquiring if they wished to grow their friendship. They may be first years but they had gotten used to the older students willingness to have sex at the drop of a shirt. Their house did seem to have a very baize view on sex.

Hufflepuffs shared after all and they had seen their housemates have an orgy or hundred already. Sometimes Professor Sprout was there, but none of them would force anyone to do anything. It just was un-Hufflepuff to do that. It was likely that in the next few years that they would be with most of their housemates at least a time or two as it was the norm for their house. If a girl liked something, her friends went out of their way to arrange the situations they liked. They had seen more than one girl or boy being ganged up with the opposite sex, and more often than not the older witches would pile together to lick and fondle each other once the wizards were spent.

With their easy to remove clothes in place, the two girls made their way to where Hermione was waiting for them. They wondered what Harry was doing that was keeping him away, but they knew that their crush and soon to be complete lover was involved in business and other extracurricular activities. He would likely have control of the underground distribution in the school long before he graduated. The houses had their own ways to get things, but they suspected that with his drive, he would out Slytherin the Slytherins and he would have a successful coup and thus become the de facto supplier of things contraband or questionable.

They entered the practically empty room that they were supposed to meet in. They saw Hermione there in her outfit. While it didn’t flaunt too much skin, it most assuredly highlighted and hinted at what was beneath. That despite Susan already being at the head of the development curve in her curves, Hermione looked to be a few years ahead of them.

“Hello you two,” Hermione said with a grin that seemed to lack something but they knew not what. “We need to have a bit of a chat, but that does not mean we can't play a bit as well. On second thought, it might be easier to talk while we play. I hope you aren’t disappointed that Harry is not here, but things do come up. We have been discussing things and I think you will like the results.”

“Oh?” Susan asked in interest. “I suppose we are somewhat let down that Harry couldn’t be here but it is not as if you hadn’t told us and hinted that this was a discussion more easily done with just us girls.”

“You could always see about letting us have some time after class even if it would be somewhat rushed,” Hannah said with an attempt to gain more time with their mutual friend. “Being in his house you are able to spend more time with him than we can and I know that Susan would like to spend more time with him as well. That doesn’t seem that unreasonable to me, so you could make it up to us by helping us get more Harry time.”

Hermione just looked at the two of them and giggled. It was so obvious what they were wanting, and she had no choice but to call them on it. Still, she couldn’t fault them on it, as she wanted the same thing as often as possible.

“You just want some time with his dick down your throat since you haven’t gotten stretched enough for more yet,” Hermione teased them as she flipped up her skirt showing a rather recently fucked cunt. “Or maybe you want more than the necessary licking to ease your monthlies?”

‘Now if I could just figure out how to learn while kneeling with his cock down my throat then things would be satisfying,’ Hermione thought as she looked at the blushes the two girls were displaying from her response. ‘It is not that I don’t enjoy when he has his dick inside or against me, but there is something different and inspiring when I nurse on him until he leaves me with a full belly. I know Su does the same so I suppose it is my more submissive side coming out. Only thing besides a long session that makes me feel that content is after he dominates me…’

Susan continued blushing as she recalled how content she had been when she had finally managed to have gotten Harry to do more than play with her. She had been rather wide eyed when Hermione had allowed her to reciprocate with her hands at first. It had been a strange emotion she had felt when she realized that Hermione had been able to do that and more almost whenever she wanted, well when not in class, eating, sleeping, or studying that is.

“So what if we do?” Hannah asked as Susan was obviously day dreaming of being as lucky as Hermione to have likely spent a whole day just nursing like a baby and getting as much and as often a mouthful to swallow. “Don’t think we didn’t notice that you both had ducked into a closet or nook only for you both to come out with that look. You had nowhere near enough time for a proper fuck, but you were at least doing more than kissing and petting. At the very least considering how you were licking your lips, he was, or both, it seems obvious that you were going down on each other or at least one of you at a time. With that said, it does not seem fair to corner all of the time with Harry as well as you. We are friends right?”

“I suppose I can see your point and we are friends,” Hermione hedged feeling a bit understanding considering how she felt when it had been Alice and Anne that had been hogging the Harry time. “Still, you can't blame me and we are in the same house so it does make things easier. If we were in more classes together than there would be even more time. Thankfully, we have more classes together while the professors seem insistent on having the Slytherins and Gryffindors stuck together more often. If it is an attempt to get them along I don’t think it will work for our year.”

“Malfoy and Weasley,” Susan said with a nod even as her eyes came into focus from her little fantasy and a new one of those two getting beat down was present in her eyes. “Those two are so alike it is scary. Well besides Malfoy having more money than sense and Weasley having more jealous fits than he has a lack of manners.”

“Point,” Hannah conceded even as she shivered at what having both in a class would be like. “Those two are poster children for the two sides aren’t they? One a diehard supporter of the pureblood supremacists and the other the condescending we are better than them with the lets look down on the poor cute muggles. It makes me want to gag at how ingrained the inequality is… I actually used something like that… Hermione this is all your fault!”

“How is it my fault?” Hermione asked with a raised eyebrow of disbelief at the absurdity of Hannah’s statement. “It is not as if I was some poster child for those two deluded fools… or is it something else you are implying?”

“I think Hannah was referring to the way we have been talking lately,” Susan said as she looked around the mostly empty room. “We have been speaking differently and not like most of our peers. I suppose considering that outside of playing the both of you speak more like someone who is an adult or at least a post secondary education would do.”

“Oh,” Hermione said as she thought it over and glared lightly at Hannah. “Well besides the Hogwarts education and our own on the side, we are working on our ordinary education still. It does seem strange that none of the muggle raised thought to compare things. Still considering the woeful lack of instruction in some classes that is understandable. If Harry wasn’t here I probably would have thought of transferring considering how some of our schoolmates are.”

“I see,” Hannah said even as she had wilted a bit from Hermione’s ire. “I guess that makes sense, but I didn’t think that we would grow up so quickly if you know what I mean. I planned on having fun still and other things. I suppose being serious and studious is worth the more grown up fun.”

“We can still have other fun,” Susan said looking at her friend with a friendly smile on her face. “It is just that Exploding Snap, Gobstones and the like seem less interesting now. We do like to talk still and other things, but the thrill seems more to exploring each other now. Well and it seems even easier to talk about things afterwards like we are far more relaxed…”

“Well that makes sense,” Hermione said with a bit of understanding that the two could hear. “This part of your relationship is new and exciting. As for the relaxation, a good orgasm leaves the mind refreshed and soothed without the pent up frustration and negative emotions. There is also the intimate closeness afterwards as well. I suppose we could play first and thus be more open to discussing things…”

Seeing their nod, Hermione flicked her wand around the room to set a mood. Transfiguration and charms could be intermixed if you knew what you were doing. Outside of potions, Harry had seemed to enjoy making sure they were far ahead of their year mates in the useful magics. Hermione was keeping up with Harry in transfiguration if just barely as like in charms and potions he had inherited his parents’ talents in the fields. Dora may have told them of how some girls had transfigured their panties into comfortable furniture to have sex and sexual games on, but considering the lack of that garment in all of their wardrobes Hermione had learned to substitute with other things.

Harry however was able to practically conjure a whole playroom if he set his mind to it. Sadly, conjured items did disperse eventually unless one put a decent amount of power into their creation. If it was otherwise then wizards would never need to buy things and the cost would be only for those skills one didn’t have. Hermione was skilled enough in inanimate transfiguration to make the room nicer. It was easier with the base materials present in the room.

“Well what do you two think?” Hermione asked as she looked over changed room seeing their startled looks at the level of magic their year mate had just used. “What? It is not as if Professor McGonagall hasn’t been harping on Harry being a genius at transfiguration and not to brag, but there was no way I would settle to be a distant second. I may be behind Harry in raw talent and power, but I have worked on refining my skills!”

“We get that,” Susan said impressed with what she had seen. “I just think that your demonstration was more impressive than when the professor turned her desk into a pig.”

“We did see some interesting things in the dorms and around,” Hannah replied with a bit of awe. “I suppose the other houses don’t have the number of cushions and other furniture our common room has. Considering how often the older years spontaneously seek physical comfort with each other, it is not too unexpected. Still the only thing I heard almost as impressive was if a puff dated outside the house and the girl transfigures her panties to a very cushiony bed. The chair looks almost like a couch and very comfortable yet not likely to reek afterwards. As for the rest, you really know how to set a mood.”

“I suppose considering how uncomfortable the floors, walls and other surfaces outside our rooms are, it is little wonder that I put so much effort to learning this,” Hermione said with a thoughtful look. “Well I suppose cushioning charms were also something to get very good at. The floor does get somewhat stiff if you spend too long on your knees. The walls are less than pleasant afterwards. The desks are not too bad I suppose, and they are fun to be draped over when Harry started shaking them when he takes me from behind.”

Hermione could tell that the two were seriously thinking about mastering those charms. The look said it all. She had neglected the rather obscure charm that had been used for breathing underwater and how it allowed one to not need to breathe through their mouths for a decent period of time. That it also prevented the more irritating fumes from potions to make one gag was something she would tell them about later.

Susan looked around the room and Hannah could tell that she was thinking about how best to utilize that chair. They had seen some creative use of furniture to help alleviate the strain of certain positions. Once they succeeded in getting the full Harry experience, they would see about being laid on a supportive surface and just revel in having him find his pleasure in driving into them.

It was not as if they hadn’t caught site of Pomona laid face down or up on her desk while the prefect boys took turns at both ends. They were broken out of their thoughts seeing Hermione drop her clothes to the ground and walk enticingly to the chair with her ass swinging in the perpetual post-fucked state that their friend seemed to be as often as possible. They may have seen girls with more developed chests, but Hermione was sculpted just right with an ass that seemed wrong to be obscured by robes. It was probably best that the older girls hadn’t seen how good Hermione looked under her robes or some would have been jealous.

‘All that exercising really paid off already,’ Susan thought as she recalled that Hermione was very firm all over. ‘Sadly we still have a bit of baby fat on our curves. I may seem to be blossoming on top, but Hannah will have the more eye-catching derriere of the two of us. At least we don’t have girls teasing us for being late bloomers, instead we get the other houses girls occasionally needling us about being disproportioned because we let a few people see us without the robes hiding things like a sack cloth.’

The two girls looked at each other and before their eyes had met, they had begun pealing out of their clothes. Their skirts and outer blouse hit the ground mere moments after the other. They both were nowhere near as curved or shapely as their older competition, but Susan had already outpaced the rest of the houses in cup size save Hermione. Susan was already more than a mouthful and had started to approach handful size. Hannah had felt a bit of disappointment when she had realized that her friend would outsize her, but she accepted that easier by being able to enjoy them herself. She never realized that while she was slightly envious that Susan would have a more eye drawing chest that her friend would likely need more support in that area.

Even if they had hurried, Susan has a support charm placed on her blouse until she could get some proper bras over summer. Having those mailed to her at school just meant it was possible to have someone intercept and wave them around which would embarrass her. Susan also wasn’t sure about telling her aunt any of the things that had happened let alone how much her three sizes had changed. She was grateful that her magic reduced the strain or she would have back issues before she graduated.

The two blinked in the nude to see Hermione seated legs spread in the chair. They could see their friend was already excited and they felt their own bodies warm at the sight. They didn’t know how they crossed the distance to her so quickly, but they were grateful that they had. Hannah had practically latched onto her mouth and Susan was kissing both of their faces. The moment that Hannah had to let go to catch her breath, Susan took her place and she could see their tongues dueling with each other.

“Gods that is so hot,” Hannah whispered as she watched Susan pressing their heads together. “Well if her lips are busy there is elsewhere and why leave my hands just sitting there either…”

While Susan and Hermione were kissing each other senseless with their hands seeking to entice the others higher and further, Hannah flittered about them adding her lips and fingers to entice both of her partners even if they were more consumed by each other at the moment. With Susan straddling Hermione, Hannah moved to press against her friend and caused her friends to grind into each other with their tits rubbing in ways she liked as the pair beneath her vibrated in pleasure. A slight shift of space and Hannah found her hands managed to reach Susan while Hermione had over extended and reached her own even as Susan was able to reach without Hermione’s arms in the way the orbs that had just been squishing her own so pleasantly.

The rocking of bodies continued for a time until Susan needed to breath. Hannah looked at her friend and came to a decision. Hermione was panting heavily even if her hands were only slowly squeezing Hannah. This felt nice, but she wanted more fun for all of them.

“Susan,” Hannah said with a voice laced with desire. “I know you need to breathe honey, but Hermione here needs some more attention. Just follow my lead and I think we will like it. Besides, it is my turn after all…”

“Ok, Han,” Suz said as she felt her body pressed between both of her lovers’ warm bodies. “I really liked this though with your hands feeling so good on me and Hermione rubbing our slick pussies together.”

“Yeah well, I think we will like this more even if I think you being sandwiched between us feels like fun,” Hannah said as she noticed the way that Hermione was moaning from their attentions. “Wow Hermione must be worked up cause it looks like she is about to cum all over your cunt, Suz. Still just follow my lead after she comes down…”

Susan pushed back and then forth in agreement, as she felt the moisture and heat pouring out of Hermione into their joined sex. Susan shuddered as she rocked between them before following Hannah’s lead to stop being trapped between both of their thighs. She came to a halt next to Hermione with Hannah across from her. Her eyes widened as she saw Hermione flail her arms around even as she saw the tremors from her friend’s convulsing sex. Meeting Hannah’s eyes, Susan followed diving lips first into Hermione’s panting bosom with Hannah brushing their cheeks together.

Hermione’s hands failed to meet them at first, but soon her hands brushed against a thigh and snaked their way up out of habit. She could have grabbed their heads and held them tight to her chest, but that was not something that she had as a habit as the last time she had almost suffocated Harry there he had responded by chaining her arms so he could enjoy his explorations uninterrupted.

Having explored and gotten the upper part of their lover raring to go on a southern exploration. Susan let her left hand go from Hermione’s shoulder to squeeze her ass as she felt Hannah doing the same. The girls moved their right and left hand respectively run along Hermione’s thighs towards her spread and dripping sex. Their fingers did not dart inside unlike Hermione who had spent a few moments stroking their lips before worming a finger inside and then adding more as they accommodated. Instead, the two stroked the outside where they caressed her lips and the rest of the sensitive areas.

“Oh yeah, just like that,” Hermione panted as they worked her up to orgasm again. “Right… there!”

Realization came to her a few moments later as things had been a bit of a blur after she had heard their clothes land on the ground. Hermione was seated on a transfigured chair. Oh, it was a real chair, but it was altered to be more comfortable. On her knees rested her two friends whom she had left her master’s side to talk with. He was a bit busy with Dora and Su anyways. Su had been in contact with her family and had to relay some of the discussion with their master. He was also likely screwing Dora out of their minds, but she felt no real jealousy of her friend. Hermione knew she was feeling more of an understanding in how difficult they did find sharing. There was the simple fact that he was their master and he chose how to spend his time. Besides, it was not as if she had been left behind or forgotten. As it was, her two friends had been rather excited from what she gathered was their own discussion of things.

‘That would explain how I got into this position,’ Hermione thought as she felt her hands sliding inside the two eager girls’ honey pots while their lips were suckling her growing breasts. ‘Besides, Dora is not the only one to want to play and she is busy likely bouncing on master’s cock as he makes Su whimper in need as she tells her report. He could have her turn a written one in, but it is more interesting to do oral summaries.’

Susan was enjoying their exploring of Hermione. She didn’t mind that Harry wasn’t here, as he was known to be busy. Hannah knew that she was disappointed that Harry wasn’t here, as she knew her friend knew that she hoped that if they were worked up enough they would be able to be seductive enough to beg Harry and succeed in wrapping themselves around him as he drowned them in his presence. They both were looking forward to the time when they could wrap their arms and legs around him as he joined with them.

All this build up was starting to make them more determined instead of faltering to have the dominant man to be their first. If they were in another house, he would likely be their only, but as it is, they doubted that the boys in their house would be as able to cause such feelings. From what they had learned, they would likely be participants and enjoyers in their house’s orgies and it would be physically satisfying, but there would be a depth with Harry that they doubted they would find.

Even the house resident stud was likely to be found lacking in the intensity department. Still Cedric Diggory was not that bad for being a second choice and he was older and should have been more experienced. As it was, Harry was able to excite them to levels that even the handsome seeker could not do. Oh, if she hadn’t had the chance to have been held in Harry’s arms then she would have likely gone slack jawed if the older boy had talked to her at all. Besides, she had seen Harry naked and managed a glimpse at some of her housemates and even at this point Harry was better formed above and below the waistline already.

“That feels good,” Hermione purred out from the pleasure of their attention. “Now there is something I want to try and it has taken a bit to work up to it.”

“What is it?” Susan asked after letting Hermione’s nipple snap back with a pop. “I cannot think of much that you haven’t done with Harry yet…”

“Well there are a few things,” Hermione sighed, as the girls’ hands were not staying idle. “You can start by working your lovely hand up my pussy. I may not be getting some Harry time tonight, but that is no reason to go without some fun. Besides, I think you two like the practice…”

“True, oh so true,” Hannah said as she looked and compared the three girls development while she watched Susan slide more of her hand into their friends sopping slit. “Suz may not be ready for being stretched that much, but it will be fun we can have later. A few fingers have been stimulating enough especially if a tongue is worked in for us so far. Still I don’t think that is something you want to try since we have seen you curl around his hand before…”

“Yeah, he has and it has been wonderful,” Hermione said with a smile even as Susan’s fingers were working her up. “I suppose that I can trust you on this.”

“Trust us on what, Hermione?” Susan asked as she felt Hermione’s responses to her attention with how warm and wet her fingers now were. “Haven’t we proved ourselves trustable? You don’t tend to gloat the fact that you get so much Harry Time, so what are you hesitant in telling us?”

“You have proven yourself enough for this at least,” Hermione said with a moan as Susan’s fingers started to trace her more sensitive spots. “It goes back to how I met Harry as well as why I don’t have that much of a problem with you both being interested in things with us. Ok, considering that you have gotten really good at this I think I should just blurt it out now. Harry already has some lovers I am willing to share with.”

“What?” Hannah asks in shock once more releasing the swollen nub of flesh she had been suckling. “Then why have you been putting us off. We know you better than that or at least we thought we did…”

Hermione had closed her eyes as she tried to concentrate even as Susan had not slowed her playing. At least Susan hadn’t reacted badly to the news, and they were giving her time to explain.

“I guess I should start at the beginning,” Hermione said while Susan had slowed her fingers now to let her think clearer even if she didn’t halt them. “We met before Hogwarts and Harry was a good friend of my cousin and her friend. They are both witches so that won't be an issue and they will be here next year anyways. As it was, my cousin and I are quiet competitive and it was something both of us realized but were unsure in how to deal with was the fact that Harry was dealing with three girls that had already decided that they were going to be with them. It didn’t help that Alice and Anne were more than willing to share so to do otherwise seemed foolish. We had done something before coming here and it only got more complicated once we were both here and separated from the others.”

“Oh, well that explains some things, and also why you were hesitant to add more to the mix since there is only so many hours in the day,” Susan said with an understanding nod as her fingers were slick enough to work her way up some more in doing what Hermione had asked. “Still, friendship shared is not diminished, but I can see where you are coming from. I take it that something happened here?”

“Yeah, you weren’t the only girl to get herself into a sticky situation,” Hermione said with a full body groan of pleasure. “Harry has been putting us off since he despises those that are less than amicably inclined towards kids. He was forced to grow up early so he does have some issues dealing with those his own age. Anyways I won't name names just yet, but a rather interesting young lady needed a rescue on Halloween. So far she is about the only person I know who has tried this and she did tell me that it was intense!”

“What is it?” Hannah asked as she let her hand take her tongues place still allowing a shudder of bliss to pass through Hermione. “I don’t think that you are someone that doesn’t explore and test everything she can, so it has to be something interesting…”

“I agree with Han,” Susan said with a nod of her head before Hermione’s fingers caused her to lose her breath as she shook as she let her juices wash Hermione’s hand. “It has to be more than this and considering you were wanting us to start by getting my hand to spread your dripping snatch, I think I want to know what it is as well…”

“Well Su you can start by getting the rest of your hand to stretch my little pussy,” Hermione said with a giddy giggle. “By that I mean get all your fingers and thumbs worked in and up to the wrist. I have gotten a good deal more stretching than you two have and I didn’t think I was ready before. If you don’t get a few sessions of heavy petting and at least a few fingers in before, it hurts like a bitch even if your hymen tore on something else first. That is in part why Harry hasn’t had you both experience the pleasure off proper fucking just yet, he doesn’t want you hurt and even with the potions you would have a bit of tenderness the next day without these preparations.”

“Oh well, I suppose we can wait a bit longer,” Hannah said as she saw Susan nod in agreement. “So what does Suz do next or do I get to do something as well?”

“I suppose you could though it would take a bit of teamwork,” Hermione said before she let out a deep groan as Susan succeeded in starting to make a loud squishing sound as her sex snapped around the wrist now moving inside her. “Oh my gods, this is going to be tight if I am stretched this fully already. Right Hannah or Susan either or, I want one of you to try and work another hand inside next to the other one. I saw a girl do this and she came like crazy and I already feel like I am going to have a few hard ones before you get that far.”

“Whoa,” Susan said as she thought about it. “I take it that we will need some exercises before we try this since neither of us can take more than three fingers for a while before becoming too stretched and needing to calm down from sensitivity. This will be something memorable Han, and I think we will like both parts of this. Maybe we will be able to last more than a few minutes with being stretched more. It will be good practice since we know Harry is at least three fingers and closer to four in thickness.”

“Yeah, I don’t think either of us is anywhere near being able to handle what Hermione is right now,” Hannah said with an impressed sound present in her voice as Hermione started to reciprocate strongly causing both girls to start to pant in need for breath. “This is already starting to get me worked up. Oh Suz, it’s nothing personal but Hermione really knows how to drive a girl wild!”

For a while, the room was only filled with the sounds of sticky fluids being moved with the sound of flesh smacking into each other. There were also the liberal appellations as the three girls were driving each other crazy and Hermione was feeling around as Susan fisted her through several long and violent orgasms. Her fingers had stroked the two Hufflepuffs through a number of their own climaxes leaving Hermione with her thighs wet not with just her own flowing juices but theirs as well.

Hannah was aware that Hermione was spending a good deal of time on her even if her fingers were not buried inside the girl like her friend’s were. Still Hermione had managed to sync Susan and her arousal raising it so they came at the same time. It was sort of like she was making love to her friend with Hermione acting as a bridge much like some of the toys they had borrowed from their housemates. She signed as she felt her bubble over and Susan came a moment later with her fist a blur and Hermione drenching and spraying as she came hard again.

She almost felt a bit of jealousy that Hermione had such a wonderful ease of staying between plateau and climax. She could tell that Hermione was not dropping too far from the peak of her orgasms. She had to have more experience to do so and amidst the bliss of grasping her fingers inside, Hannah banished such thoughts as her panting body noticed that Hermione was drawing deep breaths and working to say something before her next orgasm would tear what she would say from her lips.

“Ok,” Hermione said with heavy breathing as her hand seemed to have bumped against the barriers inside both of her current partners entrances. “That really feels good Susan, but I want Hannah to try to work her hand in as well. Wow, I drenched your arm Susan, and it feels really intense when you twist like that. You might want to slow down your fisting though because I think I am about to cum again…”

Hermione arched her head back as Susan stroked her fist inside her stretched hole. Her fingers pressed into the two girl’s passages while her thumb rubbed against their throbbing clits. The two were as caught up as she was because Hermione had three fingers probing them compared to the fist sloshing and twisting inside her. Oddly, Hermione’s pinky had been rubbing against their sensitive nerves below their drooling slits. When she had shuddered this time, Hermione felt the sudden grip around her pinky and she could feel her fingers press against each other with a bit of flesh between them.

“Get your fingers over here Han,” Susan said as she felt her breath catch from Hermione’s attentions. “Hermione here may be able to take my fist but I think it will take a bit of timing for you to get yours in as well. I wonder if having two cocks in one hole would be stretched the same amount.”

“Maybe they would, but I think this would probably be like having a centaur mounting you,” Hannah said as she stroked her hand next to her friend’s arm letting the fingers get slick with Hermione’s flowing juices. “Still considering how quickly and often your hand is causing her to cum, I don’t think it will be unpleasant. With the amount of cream she is leaving, my fingers will be slippery enough to add in soon enough.”

Hannah was right about that as Hermione was not just dripping wet but flowing as if she was a water feature in the yard. The seat beneath Hermione was mostly one big pool of warm honey like liquid with a distinctive aroma with just a bit of peach and cream to it. Hannah’s fingers were tracing beneath Hermione’s spread lips and teasing the sensitive area of flesh between her two entrances.

“I think you can start working your fingers in now,” Susan said as her arm slowed from the resent blur and spurt that had resulted from Hermione. “The contractions have slowed for the moment and Hermione seems to relax enough after a good hard cum to fit more in. Well she was able to have me pop my wrist in after a similar one.”

“Alright,” Hannah started to say as her fingers of her right hard traced her friends arm and slid in next to it stretching Hermione even more so. “Whoa she is so warm and wet. I can feel her pressing around my fingers…”

Hannah stopped talking as she found her hand pushed against Susan’s own. Hermione had just snapped forward with a deep gasp while her warm flesh gripped their joined hands buried inside her. They could feel the pressure and then relaxation as their arms were suddenly drenched in moisture. The two Hufflepuffs worked in sync to slide their arms inside the now alternating limp and orgasming friend. They were using their other hands on the other’s blossoming breasts and often enough the two shared kisses even as their arms and hands continued to move.

Hermione was rocking back and forth with her head thrashing about sending her loose hair flying about. For a time Hermione lost her ability to think or talk but her body moved of its own accord. With the two girls seated on her legs, she was unable to move out of her seat by much; however, that did not stop her from arching and thrashing about. The two girls had mostly not had to deal with Hermione and her fingers probing them rapidly for the past bit. The stimulation from Hermione’s actions was more like a nice soothing massage. It was enough to allow them to be near but nowhere near the level of flittering over the border of arousal, plateau, and climax that Hermione was experiencing.

Still Hermione’s hands were moving a bit more now as she used her grip on them to help arch her body up to drive more of their arms to deeper probe her body. She could see the bulge that they formed inside her when her head was not thrown back which tended to cause her to return to dangling her head back and buck upwards. Her fingers were twitching inside of her two lovers whose asses were shifting on her legs. The motion and size were really pushing Hermione over the edge and she shifted just a bit.

“Oh… my… gods!” Susan shrieked as Hermione’s fingers suddenly clamped and twisted pushing the aroused girl over the edge with her and Hannah’s arms bumping into Hermione’s depths. “How can we fit in there? I can see our hands through her belly! Fuck! I am cuming again as well!”

“Me… too!” Hannah cried out as she got the money rubbing gesture with her most sensitive spots trapped between the two counter directional circling of fingers and thumb. “We may be cuming hard, but she seems to be cuming even harder!’

The two orgasm dazed girls were able to notice that even as they felt their own bodies drench the fingers hooked inside them. Hermione was thrashing about in the bliss of unending and intermixing orgasms. They could feel it around their hands as the rhythmic contractions and soaking continued. It would only be so long before this would be too much even with all the training to handle the level of sensations she was experiencing.

It probably didn’t help when the two tried to return circulation to their gripped hands by pushing their fingers apart. As it was, the two now had a very good feel for their friend's pussy and they had even poked where nothing besides Harry’s cock had reached, and his other girls fingers had barely touched. The stretching was in the complete reverse of the pain and contractions of childbirth. Unfortunately, having fingers rubbing not just her channel but the wall of her womb was a bit much even for Hermione.

Su had been willing, but so far, Hermione had only seen Dora get stretched this much before and it was quite the show. Her moaning, groaning, whimpering, and shrieking from the sudden relentless string of orgasms that didn’t end before the next started were wearing her down. The area between her thighs was drenched and the seat beneath her was just one large pool. At the current rate of strain, Hermione would probably be unable to have more than a caress applied to her bound to be sore cunt.

“Huh fuck!” Hermione said while convulsing hard as she practically blasted and gushed over the two hands distending her pussy with the bulges clearly pushing out on her tummy. “I can't take any more of this! Hannah, Susan, need you to pull out… one at a time… when I unclench… oh… Fuck! I am going to be cuming real hard!”

The girls just grunted in agreement. Hermione may have been stretched to bursting and orgasming hard, fast, and often, but the two Hufflepuffs were almost as locked up as she was. They had buried their heads into Hermione’s breasts because the Ravenclaw had her twitching in orgasm hands rubbing them to madness. Her hands were curled along inside with her thumbs pressing towards her fingers pushing both the outside and inside nerves radiating from their nubs while her pinky was shacking almost vibrating in place of the plugs they had been trying.

Hermione slumped for a moment and Hannah slid her drenched hand out of her quickly before Hermione clamped down on Susan’s wrist with only moments of release. It allowed Susan to be able to slowly withdraw even as she rocked against Hermione from her own recurring climax. The three were stimulating each other and driving their own releases to re-crest again and again. The only one making an audible noise was Hermione as her mouth was not being gagged with a swollen in arousal tit.

“So full, I was so full,” She moaned out even as she felt her cunt refuse to allow Susan out having snapped around the narrower wrist keeping her hand inside. “Don’t want to let you out, but I will if you keep that up too much longer. I know I got to but it feels so good!”

“You got to let my hand out,” Susan said as she felt Hermione spasm around her hand before clamping when her friend threw her head back and soaked her arm some more even as that caused the girl to send Susan over as well. “Fuck but our pussies can't take much more and my hand is going numb. Hannah, you got to do something to get Hermione to go limp!”

Next to her, Hannah was just coming down from her own climax. Susan could see Hannah gush onto Hermione’s hands. Based on how both of their bodies were gripped, she could see that both of them were only going to have a short reprieve. Hermione’s hands were rubbing along their entrances with their bodies squirming from the triple pronged assault on their lower erogenous zones. Her hand had stilled to slow rubbing in place of the frantic motions that had knocked the two Hufflepuffs to whimpering in pleasure.

“Like what?” Hannah asked as her own sex was in a firm but soothing grip while her hands soaked and not were trying to get Hermione’s attention as her head was swinging back and forth. “Only thing I can think of is making her cum hard again. It was how I got my hand out. So, I guess you should just fist her some more while we try to see what we can do to get her to relax, but it is likely that it will cause her to clamp down more first. Have you tried just pressing her spot?”

“That is a bit difficult since my hand is too far up to reach and my arm is not angled to do so,” Susan said hoarsely as her own voice was getting ragged from the panting and dehydration. “We saw Harry work her over once and she came like crazy, so what stuck out from that?”

“Well you already have your hand up her cunt so that is a good start,” Hannah said as she thought on it even as she saw Susan sliding her arm back and forth inside Hermione but could not get the thicker part near her wrist out. “Now as I recall since you were the one more blissed out than I was, Harry also seemed rather willing to let me know that Hermione here likes things rough. I may have been almost passed out but I did see him spank her ass rather hard and she came from just that. She also seemed to like having her tits worked over roughly with a bit of twisting. Personally, I don’t know why, but I suspect that it is something like how a good hard smack will heighten an orgasm. I think we have been spending a bit too much time with them since that sounds like something Hermione here would say if she didn’t seem to be having a hard time telling when her orgasms end and begin.”

“Right,” Susan said after having motioned for Hannah to bring her still almost soaked arm over to let some of the juices ease her parched throat. “That seems like a plan, but the problem I have is that one of my hands is trapped up her cunt so how am I supposed to do much with only one hand and a mouth?”

“Well, I can bite one while twisting the other or on second thought, you bite that eager bud there and I will try to distract her with nibbling her neck while my hands sees how rough I can handle her right tit and ass,” Hannah said as she rocked a bit into Hermione’s enticing fingers. “I think this is one of those surreal moments or we are delirious or something. Either way we need to get her to let your hand go since I don’t think either of us could pry her fingers loose with her being this stretched.”

“Ok, that will work, but I really think that the pleasure gained is worth the affects dealing with those two have on our behavior,” Susan said as she felt her wrist bump against Hermione’s entrance but once more fail to pop out. “Once we all get loose, I think we are both too spent to move for a bit. In addition, I think we should cuddle a bit and talk afterwards. Although, I think with how drained we are that I might spend more time nursing like a baby than to arouse her.”

“Ok,” Hannah said while shifting her head to catch Hermione’s lips before letting out a deep gasp to regain her breath as she placed her sweat shining left hand on Hermione’s bouncing breast and her pussy juice soaked hand onto the girls ass. “Sweet Morgana’s gushing cunt, I think we will remember this and while we will be sore tomorrow, it was worth it! Now let’s make Hermione cum so hard she goes limp. As it is, we will enjoy doing that and gods does Hermione taste good!”

Susan moaned in agreement from around where she had dove face first into Hermione’s supple chest. Her free hand was on Hermione’s other cheek. Her hand began to raise and fall landing with a loud slap on her friend’s ass. She could feel Hannah doing the same. She looked up and saw that Hannah was nibbling on Hermione’s neck. Her arm was still pistoning inside Hermione, but she was not climaxing hard enough to get her wrist past her lips.

Susan gasped as she felt Hannah still her smacks and felt the pressure of Hannah’s lubricated fingers plunge into Hermione’s ass mirroring the pinky twisting in their own. Her lips were parted and she found her mouth full of more than a nipple as a good amount of tit was now filling her cheeks. She felt the flesh beneath her teeth and her tongue was lavishing attention along the bottom of her tit. The nipple was rubbing at the entrance to her throat and Susan was almost drunk with the flavor of sexy witch filling her mouth.

“Fuck me!” Hermione roared out as she raised her thighs up and Susan began to furiously move her arm while Hannah did the same on the other end. “Cuming… cuming… I’m cuming… so… hard!”

Susan yanked her hand free with a wet spurt before moaning around the tit in her mouth thanks to Hermione’s hand scraping her most sensitive spot while simultaneously pressing her clit and teasing her ass. She could feel Hannah doing the same around her but her shriek of release was being transmitted through Hermione’s body. While her hand was now free, she could feel the juices flowing out of Hermione and spattering her soaked arm. Susan noticed that Hannah’s fingers were still inside but didn’t care, as that would be easier to have pop free than her hand had been.

“You sure did,” Susan said looking drained but happy as she gave Hermione’s tit an appreciative kiss once she had let it out of her mouth. “No we sure did. Now if you would please ease up as I am feeling sore there even through the pleasure so Hannah is likely there as well.”

“Yeah Hermione,” Hannah said as she withdrew her slick finger with an audible sound as she moved her head from Hermione’s neck to use the girl’s moving breast as a pillow. “I just want to crawl up and sleep. You don’t mind if we use you as a pillow, do you?”

“Nah,” Hermione said sleepily, “especially not after that. Now I can see why she liked it. It was intense and a bit overwhelming but I think a repeat would be nice just not for a bit since I can still feel my muscles all stretched. Just nuzzle up and we can talk a bit. I don’t feel like being as restrained right now, but I won't name names either. Some people would have problems if things came out. Some of the teachers would be prudes about things even though they did the same when they were students.”

“I can see it,” Susan said with a yawn, “even if our house doesn’t have those issues. They wouldn’t judge if we do get up to things, but there seems to be a tendency to have a lot of romps with people not caring who participates. Thankfully, first years are not invited mostly. I guess for most of us are too young, but the girls are already exploring things even if we have been rather un-Hufflepuff in our near pairing off. Our housemates understand that we have been friends for a while and all that.”

“I take it that at least one of Harry’s other friends is older then,” Hannah said with a yawn of her own before settling against Hermione as the three had shifted and the two sleepy Hufflepuffs didn’t notice the huge chair shift to a recliner sleeper bed. “That could cause issues although if they are third years they could go get things from Hogsmeade one wouldn’t want to owl order.”

“Yeah, one is a third year and she almost got pulped by that troll,” Hermione said with a yawn and body stretch before they curled around her and she licked her dry lips. “There is one in our year but that is also a family matter so I won't tell you more on that at this time. If things work out, then you will meet both of them before the end of the year. Harry was debating when to properly and memorably settle things. I had almost convinced him to shanghai the two of you over the holiday, but some business came up. I can hope that it gets done early and the four of us can have a very memorable night. Hmm tasty…”

The last was said as Hermione let the fluids on her hands sooth her own throat. She looked half lidded and noticed that Susan had at some point done the same and licked her cum drenched hand clean as she didn’t sound as strained. Hannah had probably done the same while she had been talking. She knew that her body would feel a good bit of this in the morning and understood why Harry hadn’t done that to her yet. Susan and Hannah had dainty hands while his were large enough that his fist had almost been the same size as their combined one just a little yet significant difference in size.

“Sounds good,” A tired Susan, sighed out before she told her as she felt her right hand intertwine with Hannah’s as it rested on Hermione’s stomach. “Just let us rest a bit and we can talk more in the morning. I am too tired to remember much right now.”

“Stop talking,” Hannah mumbled. “Need sleep.”

“Well you heard her,” Hermione said settling into the warmth of the two girls curled on top of her, “Sleep well you two. Tomorrow we can talk about things…”



*******



“Sir, all things are prepared for your meetings with both the Flamel's and House Li, my master,” Su said from where she was kneeling at Harry’s feet nude save her collar as she saw Dora squirming in his lap with the signs of her arousal flowing in front of her so tantalizingly close and begging her to lap at them. “I had thought that you would have originally scheduled this for right after we arrived at King’s Cross, but you are wise for choosing it when others are distracted. The only disadvantage is that it delays your proper claiming of your Hufflepuff sluts. Still the anticipation for finally ravishing them has already made them more suggestible. Your decision has ensured that it would take something truly shocking to even temp Susan to tell her aunt. I do wonder, master, if you have a plan for when she finds out?”

There was a moment of silence as Su waited for her master to respond to her question or to signal her to continue on her train of thought. She could see he was playing with Dora as she rocked in his lap. Even though he was sheathed in a Metamorph’s sex with a hand caressing a tit with his right rubbing her suitably marked ass, she could see her master was not overwhelmed by his pleasure and play, but that he was aware of what she was saying and was in fact contemplating it even though Dora was more than arousing enough to keep the vast majority of his attention.

“You have contingency plans for the Tonks finding out about Dora as well as some positive good will from the Grangers,” Su continued with her head low, but her eyes were riveted to Dora as she ground against her master and she felt an urge to have her face pressed so she could find a more pleasurable use in serving her master, “but they are not truly able to cause problems to you in your position. With Sarah as de facto guardian of both Alice and Anne as their families are even more occupied than even the Grangers are, you will have no concerns in that matter to resolve. The Clawson’s do care for her, but they put far too much of their time in ensuring her material needs are met.”

She knew he was aware of this, but they were muggles and thus had little to no say in what happened to their daughters once they were proven magical. Muggle parents were not allowed to withdraw their children from a magical school and the ministry would step in if they tried to do so. It was a legacy law related to muggleborns being prevented from attending and thus risking the muggles as a whole to be once more informed that magic truly existed. It had been a compromise as some had moved that magical children be raised among magical regardless of their parentage. Even though it would have served the secrecy statuettes better, far too many purebloods proffered that the muggleborn were limited and thus they would be in their place, which would not occur if they shared the same advantages as the magically raised. Still there were others and one main concern to bring up with her master before she could hope that she could get the business part over and properly serve her master.

“I must reiterate that a plan, concerning how the Director of Magical Law Enforcement in Great Britain should be made favorable in regards to your relations with her niece, be as immediate a concern as possible,” Su stated with a conviction that some would think the submissive girl should lack; however, she was definitely being forward even if it was in actuality more out of duty and loyalty to ensure her master was properly informed so as to make the most analyzed and planned decision. “Susan Bones has been rather patient in regards to your interests in her, but we have seen that while you have a remarkable will that even you can be convinced that delaying certain inevitable acts has become too disastrous. Susan will not leave this year without truly becoming one of your women. If it were not for your being away for most of the spring break, I believe she would try to accelerate things to be completed before class resumes.”

It made sense to Harry that Susan would likely try to do that since she had first confronted him about claiming her life debt by taking her and Hannah’s virginities or at least being their first male lover. He was getting more information around the school and it seemed that there were ways that he could get around the school that he hadn’t thought of just yet. He should have expected that Salazar had been paranoid enough to have ways to get into everywhere, but he had also begun to have Night exercise the shadow abilities that the raven shaped bird had gained. With that and the spy serpents that Salazar had scattered along with hidden passages, there were lots of opportunities to discover the secrets in the various houses.

It may have been somewhat wrong to piggyback on Night’s eyes when he had sent the bird to deliver a message to Susan privately, but the information gained had been very useful. He had learned of Hufflepuffs usual ways to foster camaraderie in the house, and he did approve of them in theory. The problem was that Susan was already showing signs that would have resulted in her being a favorite of those outside her house and their lack of care for those they had picked did bother him. He did realize that he had in a way monopolized Dora’s time although her chosen lover did so as well. Dora would likely ask to spend more time with her friends and her Hufflepuff friend would likely be even more eager to explore than she had been before. Siobhan had shown signs that she had been very tempted to take Dora under her wings and help her out of her issues. It had been the timing that had allowed Harry to be the one to do so and not her friend.

These things and more passed through his mind as Su looked on. He could feel his submissive minion’s growing need and the way that his drawing out things was winding the girl up. It was not as if Dora was not being rather energetic and enticing for both of them. Besides, it was fun to test their control and even more fun to punish them when they lost it. He supposed he had made Su all wet and bothered waiting and that he should answer her concerns.

“I see,” Harry said as he digested all of what Su had said even though Dora had been doing her best to have him fill her up. “I had planned to have a rather long and memorable time after the exams but before the train ride home. I suppose it might be better to tell her exactly what I plan and that as Susan has built a romantic dream about this I see no reason to disappoint her. Amelia Bones is a good sort and she was a Hufflepuff; therefore, I do not believe that she would have too many problems with things considering what went on in her day as well as today in her house. Still she is rather protective of Susan, which is understandable do to the loss of her parents in Voldemort’s insurrection. I suppose that we will have to deal with things eventually but legally there is not much she can do. Susan can always suggest that I claim her debt in a manner to prevent her aunt from influencing things, but given how attached they are to each other I doubt that will be necessary.”

Perhaps if Hermione had been there instead of doing her task while further ensnaring Susan and Hannah, Su would have had someone else to bring up concerns. Unfortunately, Harry had not let his business ventures slack off while he was technically trapped at Hogwarts. Night was ferrying enough potions to add to the already swelling fortune that he would need to complete his goals. His other servants were raking enough money in the potion supplies and the gardening racket to supplement their own needs as well as enough for a considerable payment to their benefactor. He knew that Sarah had taken over administrating the more sensual and sexual businesses. Things had been set up enough that he was barely just on the side of legal in such concerns.

They were while not necessarily running a prostitution racket also seeing that the sexually promiscuous were not going to be spreading diseases and unwanted or unplanned pregnancies. It was not as if the lot of them was being celibate for any length of time. Those that enjoyed such things were funneled into the booming adult movie market and making more money doing than they would in their original careers. Those that didn’t want to do that but still enjoyed the attention of lusty men and teasing them had been willing to work in the clubs.

Both of them made enough money to pay for the schooling that they wanted and there was still the option of discreetly arranging marriages for suitable reasons to secure their futures. All of those businesses were oriented on being discrete and Harry had approved that while the tax men would get their money there was little chance that the workers would be blacklisted if they decided to work in what some considered more legitimate work.

Harry was rather pleased with how well things were going as he waited for Su’s response. He had succeeded in defanging the Dursleys utterly and Dudley was getting his ass kicked often enough. The girls that he had been protecting had formed up with the more amicable gang and since the two groups were slightly more experimental, they had been doing what horny teenagers did. His interference through Sarah was more of a protection for them than extorting them. It legally allowed them to do what they were doing and the connections had allowed Sarah to funnel them the dregs to be culled. They had been working on a better cut off than the current legal one, but it was the law at large even though he could technically employ those under the official cut off. Still the sixteen year olds were willing and it was better than what had been happening.

As he watched Su’s thoughts flickering through her mind before her well thought out response was chosen, Harry was left with a few concerns in Sarah running things without his easier oversight. He had at least gotten his slave to understand that coerced things were unacceptable, but he suspected that the housewives were likely enjoying the discrete services offered. There had been other such ones, but they tended to be geared towards the rich and had suitable covers in place. In areas where there were rich with pools, there was usually at least one that had the employees offering private services. It was a bit more discrete than the massage and spa parlors, but it normally required being in the higher levels of the middle class at the least if not the lower to mid levels of the affluent to be part of the demographic.

With his actions, Harry knew that he had shifted things, as the younger hormonal teens were able to get their libidos sated while making some money even though they technically put money towards the club. A legal fiction of it being in essence a dating and companionship service where even the escorts and gigolos paid a fee upright for arranging consensual meetings did help to legitimize things. He also had the legal gardening service acquiring so-called weeds, which were rendered into potion ingredients and herbal remedies. The subtle use of magic to ensure that none of the workers was contaminated with diseases or parasites also helped. The most useful herbal remedies were sexual in nature allowing for better recovery and endurance and sold as well as anything else.

As for the housewives seeking help around the house both for hard labor in and out of the house, Harry was at first somewhat upset that the ladies were seeking outside satisfaction, but considering that they were left as trophy wives or other such things did ease his concerns somewhat. As long as he didn’t come home to a report from Sarah that Petunia had sought out such services, he thought he would be indifferent to the whole matter. Still considering how frustrated and snappy she was, he did not doubt that Vernon was as pathetic a man in bed as he was elsewhere. If such a thing occurred, it would allow him to have something more over Petunia even though he suspected Vernon was doing something that he would be able to kill the pig for doing.

“Those seem like good options, sir,” Su said as she watched as Dora started to bounce more in his lap not noticing how Dora shifted to prevent whatever unsexy thought had almost made him wish to wilt when she wanted him to spray her insides while she ground and pressed herself against him. “It is also likely that if that is the case that Amelia will not have issues with her niece exploring things with Hannah. As for the Abbot’s themselves, I do not think that they will be overly digging in things. That is if Hannah does not bring issues to their attention at the least; however, I am unsure how easy they will be to allow their daughter to visit. You were also planning on spending the family vacation with Hermione this year as I recall…”

“More concerns for time management this summer than in any other previous ones,” Harry said with a groan as he grabbed Dora and held her still as he felt her start milking him while she was moaning and spasming around him. “Now I know that we will be spending time with your house and the Flamel's while we also will have a little vacation with the Grangers. Alice and Anne are easy enough to get to tag along as Alice is family and her parents are likely somewhere else and it is not as if they had not asked her to tag along before this. Hermione had almost gotten Vincent to agree to take me with last year, but there was the fact that getting the Dursleys to acquiesce for a passport and such was an issue. Dora will be easily explained as Hermione has not really had female friends and was mostly rivals with Alice.”

That did deal with most of the issues and with the legal paperwork he had Gringott's already prepare he would not be cock blocked by being in Surrey when he could be vacationing with Hermione, Alice, Anne, and Dora. Still it would not be as if he would not have opportunities if that had happened. She knew that her master had been told by Sarah that the girls he had acquired as well as those that worked for him in those matters would have no problem in satisfying his physical needs. Su knew that the woman wouldn’t mind being his plaything especially as her actions had likely been geared to better him as well as get a good punishment. No Li was ignorant of such things and Su was well aware that her master’s slave had been without a good domination for a while. The boys there while knowing how to use their dicks as well as their hands and mouths were not skilled enough yet to make that woman scream in orgasm from a good whipping.

Still, her master had planned things out for most of his retinue, but he had obviously had those parts planned for a while. It was his newest acquisitions that he hadn’t put too much though in how to fit them into the schedule. It was her duty to keep her master appraised of things and let him know her advice. He could then choose to utilize it or not as he wished. None of his servants were just eye candy or cum buckets as they were all informed and educated in different aspects of things. Even Dora with her abilities was more than just a pretty fuck toy even if they enjoyed his attentions.

“Sir, I suspect that you will wish me to perform some duties with my family during this time or perhaps ensure that Susan and Hannah are well prepared for things,” Su said as she contemplated which would be best to serve her master. “I am unsure which would best serve you; however, I will defer to your commands in this as all matters."

She could practically feel her master was dissecting which would be better even as she could smell and practically taste how he was enjoying Dora as she tried to coax him to leave her with a full belly. She knew that her master was winding her up so that it would be more difficult to obey as he took his pleasure with her and she enjoyed her reward for serving him. It may have become a habit but it was still fun to have her mouth pressed to one of his girl’s cum stuffed snatch while he took her. She supposed she was feeling anticipation for being able to play with the two Hufflepuffs soon. It would be too late by that time when they realized how deep the hole they had slid down was. Besides, once they were in they would never want to leave or at least not until some distant future where they had time to pick one boy to be just theirs. Still that would be a long way off considering how head over heels and cock whipped by her master they were.

Who was she to talk about being cock whipped? Su knew that she didn’t plan to leave his side unless there was no other choice. Her only worry would be death parting them at this point and her master was not yet up to resurrecting her. He would be in time she knew, as his ambition would allow no less. Compared to resurrecting someone who was beyond cast by the killing curse and having cast such a ritual as she, there was little risk that her own return would be as troublesome. It was not as if she were the first Li to have been restored to life. Unfortunately, the long experiments and enhancements did not exactly make them ageless. Hunting vampires and other such things did lengthen their lives somewhat.

Su was looking forward to centuries in her master’s service. Speaking of service, she was wondering how long until she could worship him in servicing his body with hers. Kneeling here as he had Dora bouncing in his lap while he played with her before holding her to him and obviously spraying into her pussy was getting her really worked up. Su could wait some time, but after her master fucking her so often she had little desire to reduce the amount of pleasure she received. She may be his minion to do with as he willed, but she really needed her master to fuck her as she was so horny having been made to watch this.

“A difficult decision in deed,” Harry said as Dora whimpered in his lap as he savored her pussy slowly slurping him inside. “You would like to visit your family and have access to the accumulated knowledge there, but you would also do well in helping Susan and Hannah to be more prepared. As much as I would like you to watch them, it would be more beneficial to have unfettered access to the House of Li’s archives. I do not believe that either of their parents would allow them to leave the country without a thorough vetting of whom they were going with and where they are going. Otherwise it would have been ideal to have them go with you, but that would require revealing more to them than they are ready for.”

Su thought on that for a moment well it was longer than that as even her resilience to sex do to her training was having difficulty with her interspersed tangents of ideas. That they blended together as she thought what training she could have put the two through with the equipment at her family’s ancestral holding was something that her master could likely see on her face. She knew that he was enjoying teasing her like this even as he knew she loved the heights of pleasure this twisted foreplay caused.

Sometimes the anticipation was hellish but still worth it. Su was certain that Susan would be so worked up that the Hufflepuff would likely be slightly woozy on her way to the train and that would be with a few days to recover. Now if her master would have just made his questions easier, she could have buried her tongue somewhere enjoyable. It was not as if Dora would have minded if the petite Asian girl had shoved her head between their legs to lap at them of even if their master had parted her cheeks and had her tongue slither inside either hole.

“You are right, master,” Su said with a troubled look as her tongue licked her lips and she knew her master could smell if not see the pool of arousal forming between her spread thighs. “There is always next summer as they would benefit by training there. The self-defense lessons I could give but it would require me to spend some time with them and you didn’t want them to know about anyone specific outside or Hermione and you, sir. Would it be possible for this one to train them either before or after heading to the family archive?”

Harry thought on it for a moment or attempted to do so. Dora was being rather distracting as while his grip kept her from riding his dick that did not prevent her from using her muscles to get them both off again. Still he had a sudden thought and lifted a suddenly pouting Dora up before spinning her around to sit again on his lap. This time however, he let his sloppily wet dick slide up her ass while Dora’s cum dripping snatch was inches from Su’s face and her licking lips. He could see the way Su was watching them and trembling to do something besides answering and discussing things with him. Her eye had been darting from Dora’s delightfully red ass to her impaled cunt, and now she could see Dora’s spread lips and the visible signs of her master having blasted a load so close to her hungry mouth.

At times, Harry realized that he could be especially cruel with these games, but he knew that they loved it. Besides, it was not as if he had them bound and struggling to reach what they wanted for hours on end while he was lashing them to drool out of both their mouths. That particular game would have to wait for a long weekend or the like. He would have to have someone to play with while they begged for more.

“Would you be better able to train them after you have refreshed and perused the techniques there?” Harry asked as Dora began to bounce her ass regardless to his hands holding her tits in place causing them to be stretched sending shivers of pain and pleasure through her body. “It would be interesting to see what their potential might be like with some new directions… Still I suppose it depends on when they are more easily getable for you to train. Something I believe would require informing them about you. Perhaps I should send you with Hermione to get them good and worked up before asking them some things…”

Harry trailed off as he smiled from Dora’s actions. He would never regret Dora being his. This was especially true after Hermione’s ritual was so successful. He hadn’t realized that he had held back before with Dora lately as her metamorphmagus abilities may have allowed some leeway, but her base body lacked the strength and stamina for some of the games the enhanced ones had been doing. Even Su had been able to take the rougher aspects when he had claimed her over and over to her squealing delight.

While he was visibly enjoying Dora, Su was getting wound more and more up with her need to do something besides dripping loudly her arousal onto the floor. Her master knew what he was doing to her. It was likely that he was making sure that his three Hogwarts slaves knew their place. If he wished, they would feel pleasure beyond other’s comprehension just as they could feel pain beyond what wizards thought possible. She knew that his next visit to Azkaban would involve claiming a new and thoroughly broken slave.

Her frantic communication and the responding records had gone into explicit and gory detail of what the necromantic flames could do. His students had the ability, but it paled against what he would be able to do with it. Bellatrix Black was broken completely and utterly. The Cruciatus Curse would have driven lesser minds mad with far less exposure than what he had done to her. She had experienced at the very least months under that with the healing being inflicted utterly flaying her personality as it had been. The sadist had experienced pain greater than her former master had ever granted her. That she had also experienced a transcendent orgasm for the duration would have left her as fanatic to her new master as any to have experienced a religious experience.

His command over his slaves’ bodies was absolute. He teased them with how he could render them little more than flesh puppets while letting them learn to crave being controlled and instilling discipline and loyalty to the depths of their being. He did not need the fact that his fire could either hurt or heal someone, grant pleasure or pain, and far more things. He enjoyed the game and setting them up with resolve draining situations. Just like this one.

“If that is your will master then it shall be so,” Su said trying not to let her desperation show as her master had that wonderful and deliciously cum stained pussy bouncing right in front of her face taunting her to just dart forward even if it meant he would likely suspend her from the ceiling with her head inches from Dora’s cunt as he topped it off over and over. “As for training, it is more about when they are available to do so. If it is your will, this one may spend whichever time you allow there and not just when you, sir, have time allocated to be there even if it deprives you of what services your humble slave may accomplish. In addition, master, it is possible that this slave could start their training before then. It is up to you master in how this one can serve. So please lord and master, decide how best you will use your eager slave.”

Harry noticed Su had switched more and more to the third person in talking. Now that was something that she only did when she was in a state of extreme mental and physical arousal from his show of control. He could feel her desire. How she had barely managed to leave out declaring that he should decide how to best use his eager, horny, thighs spread with her cunt drooling, and mouth mere inches from Dora’s just fucked and dripping with his seed cunt slave whom he should remember is available for him to use in any way he wishes and would he please permit her to at least slurp his cum from her fellow slave’s cunt. There was also the rather strong need in her eyes that made him almost move his foot to give her some friction to ease her state of churning need. Well she wouldn’t mind that, but he could tell that in her current state she would practically be a blur if he let her sheath her cunt on his cock.

Yes, he had definitely would her up enough that the girl would have a good appreciation of the state Susan and Hannah both were likely like. The only difference was that their play had not dragged out so long without the two girls having at least one orgasm, which normally led to them sobbing out their thanks. Still Su was getting wound enough that he was feeling some willingness to grant her unspoken request especially as she had managed to explain and think through things when she was worked up to a point where most would have sobbed, begged, and promised almost anything for some relief.

“You, my eager sexy slave, will be arranging things while we are in this country after you are introduced to them,” Harry said as he saw Su bob her head in agreement while her eyes stayed glued to Dora’s sobbing slit. “In the mean time as you have pleased me with your work, I will allow you to satisfy the needs I see on your face.”

He looked at his sex slave and minion with appreciation, she who was so fanatically loyal. Harry had a real understanding of what their revered First Master had done. He had created a symbiotic relationship with a group that aided him and in turn, he had enhanced them to their current point. Oh, they had added some things with selective breeding over the millennium, but they were fanatically loyal and they at least had managed not to be used by others over the centuries since his death. It was a shame that none had managed to prove worthy of the entire houses loyalty. With their resources and abilities, most of the recent Dark Lords and Ladies would have succeeded in what ventures they had embarked on. As it was, some had been lucky enough to gain one to at most a handful of House Li to serve them.

The loyalty went both ways when things were proper. There had to be loyalty from subordinate to superior as well as loyalty from superior to subordinate. The subordinates were willing to die, but they were not to be needlessly spent. The Dark Lords and Ladies did tend to have a female mistress from the house if they were worthy of such attention and loyalty. Still, they were loyal to their house and to their first master. They had been quiet disappointed with the supposed heir almost as much as they had been with Grindlewald. Harry supposed that he could have done far worse. Therefore, he had a fanatic slavishly devoted minion who was also a very sexy girl, all things considered, he had lucked out, and it was not as if ravishing her or waking to her or one of his others suckling him for a morning snack was a bad thing.

“Thank you, sir,” Su said with her eyes shimmering in tears of adoration as her visibly aroused sex slobbered and drooled out its own thanks onto the growing puddle beneath her. “Thank you, my lord, and master. How may your eager slut slave sate its base needs?”

Su definitely had drifted into her most submissive and needy state, Harry had realized when she had said that. It was not as if he hadn’t inhaled her scent having become more potent even vying with Dora being so close to him, so it was not as if he needed to shift to see the clear evidence before him.

“Well, my current plaything here looks like it could use a tongue to clean up some,” Harry said with a smirk as Su planted her lips onto the spread lips before shoving her tongue to seek her reward. “Good slave, Su, you are my good slave. Just slurp on Dora while she slides ever so wonderfully around me. Yes, a good slave like you deserves a reward…”

Harry trailed off as he had felt Su’s tongue lapping his length through the wall of flesh separating them much to Dora’s delight. His hands had been playing with and tormenting Dora’s chest as she moved. He contemplated wither permanently piercing them or just staying with the clip-on disc jewelry clamps would look better. While he pondered that by tugging on the Celtic inspired knot work cross framing her hard swollen nubs of nipples, Harry brought his right foot between Su’s thighs and rubbed his ankle into her sobbing, parted, and waiting slit.

Su’s muffled moan was felt through Dora by both of them. It was good to be him and they found it good to be his right now. His last thought, as he rocked his ankle into Su before shifting and sliding his foot into the spasming warm and tight embrace, was that this should really set them both off. He felt them both climax intently as he bucked up and off his chair, which drove his foot deeper into Su that caused her scream into Dora’s sex. It was a scream that echoed Dora’s own shriek of pleasure as his hands had pulled her toward him as he stretched his arms to his side somewhat. His lips let a moan out as Dora drank him dry and his eyes rolled up in his head from the combined pleasure radiating from inside Dora.

As his rational mind floated in the orgasm that didn’t seem to want to end, Harry realized that when he crashed back what he would do. Well besides burying his cock and draining his balls into Su that is. He would simply have to meet the entourages at Gringott's over the short break and have Hermione feel out his two eager Hufflesluts before having Hermione introduce Su to them. Those two would be able to see that those two were on schedule. In addition to that, it would allow them to see how likeminded they were with regards to cuddling and more other girls.

His observation of the Hufflepuff commons had showed him some things he had been intrigued by happening in his sight. He would not mind allowing those two more freedom in such regards, as it would seem to be unusual to make them be that chaste. He would admit that he had some issues with his girls doing things with guys. He knew he would likely never allow his personal property to do such things. Alice, Anne, Su, Hermione, and Dora would need to have the most unimaginable situation for him to permit any other male to even think about sex with them.

Well, he might have a slight let up on Alice and Anne since they were stuck in Surrey and from what they had confessed and Sarah had said it was only playing. It was not as if he could have sent Night with jars full of his cum to ease their addiction. If they had to do such things, Harry believed he preferred if they got it second hand by slurping the girls who were fucking for fun and profit. Otherwise they could always have Sarah go out and see how distended she could get being a cum-bucket and toddle back for them to squeeze some out.

Dora’s lover, whom he did not name even in his own mind and would not until the girl revealed her identity, was a different matter entirely. Her identity was quiet transparent, as there were not that many Ravenclaw female prefects at any one time. Still, he was sure the girl would be somewhat bothered by her masterful dominating lover being a mere first year regardless of actual age and experience. He was rather shocked to have acquired someone of Dora’s age let alone the present of Sarah from his two mischievous girls. Harry was pointedly ignoring that he would have a new submissive sex toy when next he entered Azkaban. He was already realizing that he would have to limit his permanent girls or he would spend all his time fucking and not working. While it would be enjoyable, he could spend time doing that after his ambition was met.

So much things to do and yet so many seemed to require patience and waiting for the right time to act. He would destroy the so-called Lord Voldemort. He would resurrect his mother and then he hoped to watch as she crushed and annihilated Severus Snape. He would crush Dumbledore for his meddling and leave his legacy ruined, his reputation tarnished, and his followers disenchanted. Then he would have had the time and recourses to make sure those slippery Death Eaters and their sympathizers would be unable to interfere anymore in his life. Wither it was because they were dead or worse would be up to them.

‘Life is good, the future is bright,’ Harry thought as he felt the momentary pause in Dora’s shuddering as she went still locked around him, ‘and it is only getting better. I guess I got to wear shades…’

His next thought was that it was good to be him right before he dropped Su’s butt letting her thighs spread around his own. Hermione would find them like that when she got back from discussing things with Susan and Hannah. Her cloths hit the floor at the sight of her master sliding inside Su’s ass with the girls buried face first in the other’s pussies. The morning would be a long time cuming, but none of them minded because they were enjoying every moment of missed sleep. Things were going great, and it was only going to get better.



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