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‘Thoughts,’
Authors Note: So many people says that my Demon Lord looks like someone by the name of Illidan Stormrage, who the hell is this person, as I haven’t heard of him before. But as I look him up, I’m amazed that he does look somewhat like how I wanted the Demon Lord to be like…
Chapter 4!
As Harry walked towards to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, he was surprised how quiet the alley was. But as he thought about it, he realized he shouldn’t be. As with Voldemort now in the open, and with Hogwarts letters not being sent out, it would be quiet. But the few people that were there, was giving odd looks, which Harry suspect was because he had his face covered with a hood. Anyway, once Harry got to Madam Malkin's, he saw that the shop was empty apart for a young teenage girl, who Harry thought was the shop assistant for Madam Malkin. She looked about fourteen/fifteen years old, she had black shoulder length hair and sky blue eyes, and she wore a stylish mauve robe. As he walked in, the teenage girl said with an American accent, “Greetings sir, welcome to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, I’m Amy Malkin, how can I help you today?”
“Are you related to Madam Malkin?” asked amazed Harry; he didn’t know that Madam Malkin had any family.
“Yes she is my aunt sir,” said Amy, “So how can I help you?”
“I’ve got to attend a Will Reading in about two hours,” Harry begun to tell the young teenager, “But I’ve got nothing descent to wear, so I wondered if you got anything stylish in store?”
“First off I’m sorry for your last,” said Amy, “As for the robes, could you gave me your robes size and I’ll get Malkin’s most stylish robes for you to look at,” so with that Harry told her his robes size and she went off to the back of the store to get the robes. After about five minutes, Amy returned with five stylish robes.
Out of the five that Harry looked at, he liked the dark green robes with the silver and gold trimmings. He liked the feeling of the silk and wondered what they were made of, so he asked Amy, “Can you tell me what the silk is made of please?”
“Of cause sir,” Amy said politely, “The robes is made from Acromantula silk. It is the toughest material used in making clothing, as it is hard to damage.”
Harry was amazed, sure he had heard about Acromantula silk, but never thought he would ever see an item made of it. As he stood there, he thought about adding some charms to the robes, nothing special just yet, just some basic charms… “Is it possible to have some charms placed on the robe,” asked Harry, “If so would it take long to do so?”
“Yes it is possible to have charms placed on the robe,” answered Amy, “But depending what you want, it could take a few minutes to a few hours to place the charm or charms on the robe.”
As Harry thought about it, he realized it made sense that if charms could be put on robes, each one would take longer then others to do. So looking at his watch and saw he had an hour and forty-five minutes before the Will Reading, Harry decided to get some charms on his new robe. He didn’t think that the ones he wanted would take too long to do. So he asked, “How long would these take, for a temperature, auto-cleaning and fixing charms to be placed on the robe?”
“Emm, let me seeing,” Amy said mainly to herself as she thought about it, and after a few moments she said, “They should take about twenty minutes to half an hour at most to do sir, is there any other charms you want added?”
There was one other charm Harry wanted added, an auto-sizing charm, but Harry needed the spell to be altered a bit. As with a normal auto-sizing, it is used for people who were still growing, or were a Metamorphmagus who could change their size by a few inches. Harry however needed the auto-sizing charm to be able to resize up to eight foot, maybe more. But the problem was he feared how the teenager would react that he was a half demon, as he knew that most people in the Wizarding world didn’t like so call half-bleeds like half-demon, werewolves and other half-bleeds. But he couldn’t think of another way to explain the reason for the need of the altered auto-sizing charm, “There is one more charm I want,” Harry said nervously, “I want an auto-sizing, but I need it altered so that it can resize up eight foot, maybe more if possible.”
“E, eight foot or more sir,” said a shocked Amy, “Why would you need an auto-sizing charm to work to that size?”
“I hope this doesn’t change anything,” Harry began worriedly, “But I’ve recently found out that I am a half demon, and one of my abilities is to shape shift. So far I know that I can change my size up to eight foot.”
“Oh I see,” said Amy, now fully understanding why her customer was worried, “You don’t have to be worried sir the Malkin Family has had dealings with half-demons and other half-bleeds for a very long time. You see the Malkin Family has always been a business running family, be it robes, potions, runes or anything else you can think of, we either sale it or have sold it one time. My family don’t care who you are, you can be anything from a Muggle to a Pureblood or half-bleed, and we even don’t care if you’re good or evil. We treat everyone the same, as we know that if we don’t we could lose potential, and that means we lose business and money.”
“That does make some sense,” said Harry, although he didn’t agree with some of their believes, he could understand the logic behind them. They had to do what they do, to keep their business running. But getting back to why he was there in the first place, Harry asked, “How long would it take to place this charm on the robe?”
After a few moments thought, Amy said, “Will it should only take about ten minutes sir, so if you could come back in an hour, your robes should be ready.”
“Thank you,” then remembering what else he wanted from there, he asked, “Do you sale Muggle clothing by any chance?”
“Yes we do sir, but we have to make them from start, so it’ll be about a week before they would be ready,” said Amy.
As Harry thought about it, another week or so wearing his cousins clothes wouldn’t be too bad, so he said, “That’ll be fine, now here is what I want -” and with that Harry told the Amy what he wanted, jeans, shirts and things like that, he also ordered a black leather jacket. He also asked for the same charms to be placed on them, as he had on his new robes. But he was in a shock, and faced a problem when Amy next talked to him.
“That shouldn’t be too much of a problem, seeing you’re the only one in a while to order Muggle clothing from us,” said Amy, “But before we make the clothes, we have to take your measurements to make sure they fit. So could you follow me to the back, and we can take your measurements. So please leave your cloak here,” this is why Harry found himself in a problem, as he didn’t want to revile who he was.
“Is there any other way Amy,” said Harry, and thinking quickly, he told her a half truth, “The problem is that I’m not wearing any underwear.”
“That isn’t anything I’m not used to sir,” Amy said with a blush, “I’ve seen a lot since I started to train to run a robes Shop in the last year, so you won’t have anything that I haven’t already seen.”
Seeing no other option, he thought for a few moments, when he remembered something, “Ok, but first I would like your Witches Vow not to tell anyone who I am, it’s not that I don’t trust you, ok that is that a bit. But I don’t want people to know that I’m a half-demon,” seeing that Amy was going to say something, he added, “I know that you might not say something deliberately, but people do slip up. With this Vow, I can be sure of that not happening, if you want you can add to the Vow you can tell your family, as long as they make the same Vow, but only your family.”
This picked her interest, she wondered who he was so he would ask for this Vow. So she gave him her Witches Vow not to tell anyone but her family, only after they gave her a Wizards and Watches Vow. Once she gave her customer her Vow, she asked, “Who are you then, if you need a Witches Vow?”
Instead of answering, Harry removed his cloak to revile himself… as he did, Amy looked shocked and stuttered, “Y, y, you’re H, Harry Potter.”
“You now know why I asked for your Witches Vow,” said Harry, then with a blush he said “Now lets get to the measurements, as I’ve got other things I need to do before the Will Reading,” and so before waiting for an answer, he walked off to the back of the store. A few moments later, a shocked Amy followed.
Once Harry and Amy were in the back of the store, Harry begun to undress. As he was doing so, he asked something that was bothering him, “Amy you sound like you’re from America, so I was wondering why you were here in England. If I had the chance, I would move from England faster then you can say Marlin.”
“From what I hear about your life, I don’t blame you,” said Amy, as she looked at Harry lustfully as he removed his shirt, “But my aunt lives and works here, so rest of her family well have to come here to see each other, and she comes to use now and then. Anyway, for the last year I’ve been working for a robes shop in America, but my thirteenth birthday this year, mum sent me to England to see my aunt but to also work for her to help me learn how to run a robes shop, not just sale robes. Anyway, lets get to measuring you, as you said you got a Will Reading to go to, and you want to do some shopping before hand,” and with that, she begun to measure Harry the Muggle way.
Harry didn’t know why Amy was measuring him the Muggle way, when using magic would magic would have been faster. But seeing that she wasn’t doing any harm, Harry said nothing to her. However, that was until Amy kneeled in front of him and started to measure his inner legs, he felt wired and awkward having a thirteen year old measuring between his legs. However, although he felt wired and awkward, he also felt very aroused at the thought. A part of him wanted to grab her hair and fuck her mouth and then rip her clothes and then fuck her silly. But another part of him, his moral side of him, knew it was wrong. Harry suspected that the reason why he felt this way was because of his new demon side of him, as from the little he knew about them, he knew that demons were sexual creatures. So before anything could happen, he asked “Wouldn’t it be easier and faster if you used magic?”
“Yes I could,” said Amy, then with a lustful smile she added, “But if I did, I couldn’t do this,” and with that she started to lick Harry’s cock.
Harry knew that it was wrong, but it felt good and didn’t want it to end. But as he fought this feeling and try to tell Amy to stop, he found his cock was engulfed in Amy’s warm, wet mouth. He felt the pleasure building up in his cock as she started to bob and swirl her tongue and drove him toward ecstasy. As this was happening, Harry felt Amy to massage his balls with one of his hands. But after a while, Amy started to bob her head deeper, and with every stroke, Harry felt his cock was banging against the back of her throat. With this, he begun to moan and want to cum. So grabbing Amy’s hair, he begun to fuck her mouth hard and fast. Before too long, he came and Amy swallowed every last bit.
Just as he was cumming, he heard a coughing sound coming from the doorway. Looking up Harry saw Madam Malkin (She was about five foot six tall, short black hair and dark blue eyes, and she wore a stylish mauve robes just like Amy was wearing,) standing there looking at them lustfully. But as Harry removed his cock from Amy’s mouth, Madam Malkin said lustfully, “You don’t have to stop Mr. Potter, in fact -” just as she said that, she walked up to them and pulled Amy up and kissed her passionately. Harry was shocked to see this, he was just as shocked as Amy kissed her aunt back just as passionately.
Harry couldn’t believe what he was seeing, an aunt and niece kissing each other passionately. And if he wasn’t mistaken, he thought he saw some tongue. Although Harry knew what he was seeing was wrong, he also thought it was so hot - this was like a teenagers dream came true. After a few moments of the aunt and niece kissing each other, Amy put her hand into her aunt’s robes and started to massage her breasts. As she did so, both of them stopped kissing and looked at him. “Did I forget to tell you that the Malkin family was a close family, a very close family,” Amy purred lustfully, “Why don’t you join us?”
“I, I, er, d, d, don’t,” Harry begun to stutter in shock, and then he looked at his watch, he said “I, I can’t, I, I’ve g, got s, s, some oth, other th, things t, to d, do, s, so i, if y, you d, don’t n, need an, any m, more m, measurements, I, I’ll b, be g, going,” hearing that there was no need for more measurements, without thinking he waved his hand, his clothes reappeared on him. And with hiding his face again, he left the shop.
After a shocking discovery in Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, Harry went to Eeylops Owl Emporium to get some owl treats for Hedwig. He then went to The Runic, the rune shop to get some rune items that he needed. The last shop that he went to was Slug & Jiggers Apothecary, to get some potion ingredients.
So after getting everything he thought he needed from in Diagon Alley, Harry went into Knockturn Alley.
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It’s been three years since Harry was last in Knockturn Alley. Harry was in Knockturn Alley before his third year to see what the big deal was, sure he was there the year before but at the time he was confused and scared, as he didn’t know where he was or where the Weasleys were. So with his hooded cloak on, he looked round the Dark Alley. After looking around the Alley, Harry found out that sure it had some shops that he wouldn’t see dead in, but there was some places that wasn’t as bad people made out they were, like Pet Shop, a Wand Shop and a Potion Shop that sold what people thought were Dark - though Harry didn’t - just naming a few shops.
Now as Harry thought about it, he wanted to get a new wand. Sure he now he can use his wand without getting into trouble, but the fact was he wanted a wand that he could use to learn the Dark Arts. As he realized in the fight in the Department of Mysteries, that using stunners and full body locks wouldn’t we the fight as other Death Eaters would undo the spell. But if he used more deadly spells, the Death Eaters wouldn’t be getting back into the fight for a while. But Harry knew that people like Dumbledore wouldn’t like him learning the Dark Arts and if they suspect him learning the Dark Art, they would check his wand to see if he was or not. But with a second wand, Harry knew he could learn the Dark Arts and not worry too much about people finding out - as long as he hid the wand so people wouldn’t find it. So Harry went to the only wand shop in the Dark Alley, ‘Para Bellum.’
As Harry entered the shop, the first thing that he saw as he looked round were different types of swords - katana, broad swords, naming a few - and knives and daggers - some of the knives and daggers had a gleam while other looked yellow made of a different substance. On one of the sidewalls, there were couple mounted heads of magical animals: they looked like they may just come to life and attack you. Some of the heads were of a Wolf, Dragon, and a Nundu - just naming three of them. Harry wondered what these heads were about, he thought that maybe the shop owner was a hunter or something.
As Harry was looking around the shop, he heard a female voice behind him, “Greetings, my name is Faelivrin, how can I help you?” As he turned round, he saw a sexy six-foot lady who was smiling at him. She had pointed ears, pale blue skin, shining pale red eyes, and long white hair. At once Harry knew that she was a Dark Elf, he heard about them, but never thought he would see one. But was also surprise to see fangs as she smiled, but said nothing so he wouldn’t get on her bad side. ‘I would love to fuck her and make her submit to me,’ Harry thought darkly. The thought surprised him a bit, as he would normally think like this, but yet he couldn’t deny that he would like to fuck her. He realized it was his demon side once again, making him think like this. He knew he had to find a way to control it before it got out of hand be he does something that although he would like, he would regret doing at the same time. But that was for later…
“Yes Ma’am, I would like a custom made wand please,” said Harry, “I’ve heard that you’re the best in England to make one.”
“That’s right sir,” said Faelivrin, “But they don’t come cheap, so unless you got the money, you should go now.”
“Money isn’t the problem Ma’am,” said Harry showing her his Money Bag.
Seeing the Gringotts’ Money Bag and knowing that Gringotts only give them out to people that had money, Faelivrin said “Please follow me then sir,” and as she started to walk to the back room, she added, “And please call me Faelivrin, calling me Ma’am makes me feel old,” and then she walked on.
“Of course Faelivrin,” said Harry as he followed Faelivrin.
As they entered the back room, Harry saw it was like an old fashioned workshop, with large table and on it hammers, knives and chisels, also there were rocks and tanned leather, Harry suspected to polish and smoothen the finished wands and staffs.
There were two cupboards, one of them were open to show it was full of core items for wands and staffs. There were also two shelves one full of different kinds of woods, whilst the other one was with focus gems. The light from the gems shown throughout the room in a rainbow of different colours.
Once in the workshop, Faeliverin turned towards Harry and said “Now sir, the first thing we need to do is to see if you’ll need a wand or a staff,” then taking a reddish orb out of the cupboard next to the table, and said “This is a Magic Instrument Revealer, when you hold it, it’ll show if you need a wand or a staff,” then she handed Harry the Magic Instrument Revealer.
After a few minutes, Faeliverin was starting to wonder if something was wrong with the Magic Instrument Revealer, as it should have shown her what this person would need already. As she was about check to see if the orb was working properly, an image came within the orb, it was a staff.
Faeliverin was shocked at what she saw; it’s been about a hundred years since she made a staff of any kind, she knew that whoever this person was, was someone powerful and not to be missed with. It didn’t help that whoever the person was, had some demon blood in him and give her another reason not to make him mad. Now seeing that the person waiting for her, she said, “Sorry, but it’s a surprise that you need a staff, it’s been a while since I had to make one, and I can suspect great things from you sir. Now if you don’t mind to go to the shelf full of wood and run you hand over the wood until you feel a pull to one of them.”
So with that Harry went to the shelf full of wood, and ran his hand over the woods to see what calls to him. It took a few minutes, but as Harry went over a dark red birch looking wood, he felt a pull to it, so he picked it up and handed it over to Faeliverin. As Faeliverin saw the wood, Harry saw that she looked at the wood with fear and shock, and when he asked why she said “S, sir, t, the pace of would in your hand is known as Demon Wood from the Demon Tree. It’s an ancient and powerful dark tree, it is said that this was from the underworld where demons meant to live. It’s meant to be good for dark spells, rituals and summoning, but the only drawback is that it’s hard to use light spells with. Now could you please go to the cupboard and run your hands over the cores until you feel a pull towards the one that feels right to you.”
Harry was shocked at what the wood he had picked, and wondered if this was to do with the ritual that he had done a few weeks back. ‘If this is because of the ritual that I did, or is it the demon blood in me? I wonder what else should I suspect to happen,’ Harry thought, as there were already a few changes because of the ritual that he done, and he was now wondering what else should he suspect to happen. But he knew that this wasn’t the time to think about this, as he got wand cores to pick. So he went over to the cupboard and started to run his hand over the different cores.
After a few minutes, Harry felt a pull towards a silvery red liquid, he was about to give it to Faeliverin who looked in fear and shock again, but before he could ask why, he felt another pull in the cupboard. So as he ran his and over the cores again he felt a pull towards a jar of whitish powder, so picking one up he was about to give the two cores to Faeliverin, when yet again he felt another pull in the cupboard. So as he ran his and over the cores again, after a few moments his hand stopped at some horns. After he picked up the horn, he no longer felt anything he turned round and give it to Faeliverin.
As he did, he saw that she had a face of fear and shocked. When Harry asked what was up, Faeliverin said fearfully “S, s, sir, a, a, all th, these cores are from a demon, the first two cores are said to come from lesser demons: the silvery red liquid is demon blood and the jar of white powder is grounded demon bones. But the horn is from a greater demon. All these are good for Dark Magic and Demonic Magic. I don’t know who you are sir, but when I’m done with this Staff, I wouldn’t want to be your enemy. Now last part for the Staff: the focus gem, as it’ll help you to cast spells much easier then without one, and it’ll also control the power going through the Staff. I’m afraid what you’re going to pick, but go to the shelf and do as you did with the wood and the core.”
Harry was shocked at what his cores were so far, everything about his new staff was demonic. It was now darning on him that this was all because of the ritual he yesterday, and of the demon blood in him. So it would make sense that he was getting all these demonic things for his new staff. ‘This isn’t the time to think like this,’ thought Harry, ‘I need to get the focus gem for my new staff.’ So Harry went to the cupboard and ran his hand over the different gems and stones, and after a few moments, he came to a blood red kind of stone.
As he gave it to Faeliverin, Harry saw the fearful look on her, and she said fearfully, “I, I, sh, shouldn’t be s, s, surprise that you got this one, this is a crystallized heart from the last Demon Lord that walked this earth about a thousand of years ago. I’ll say this again, I don’t know who you are, when I’m done with this Staff, I wouldn’t want to be your enemy,” then after a few moments thought, she added, “I was wondering if you would like a blade added to the Staff?”
Harry was shocked to hear the name Demon Lord, he wondered if this Demon Lord had any link to what was going on with him. But yet he didn’t want to ask Faeliverin, just encase she told someone about it, and that he didn’t want. So keeping to the subject of the Staff, he asked. “Yes I would like a blade added please. How much well this Staff cast me and how long well it take for you to make the Staff?”
“The Staff well cost you 317 Galleons 13 Sickles and 5 Knuts,” said Faeliverin, “And it would take two weeks to make, as I’ve got other costumers and these cores are dangerous to work with.”
Harry thought that the cost was fine, considering he was buying a custom made staff. Although he didn’t like how long it was going to take, he knew that he didn’t know when he would able to pick it up without someone asking questions about it. So the time would have to do, so he said, “The price is fine, but I’ll give you 400 Galleons, the extra Galleons is to keep it safe until I can pick it up. As I’m not sure when I’ll be able to pick it up.”
Faeliverin had no problem with keeping the staff until he could pick it up, as she has got a few items that her customers hadn’t yet picked up - at least he was willing to pay her for looking after it. “I’ve got no problem with that sir,” she said, “But I’ll need you to pay half now, just encase you don’t come for it.”
“No problem Faeliverin,” said Harry as he counted out 200 Galleons, “I hope to be back for it in two weeks with luck,” and with that he bid her goodbye and started to walk out of the door. But as he got to the door, a thought came to him, what if she said something about the staff to someone… he didn’t want that to happen. But as he was coming up with an idea how to deal with it, something came over him. Something he had no control over. “Oh and Faeliverin,” Harry said darkly and coldly, which sent chill down Faeliverin’s back, “My name is Lord Ragnarok, and I would like it that if you would forget about me and the staff that you are making me, if you know what I mean,” and then with his back still to Faeliverin, he removed his cloak and his shirt and then he started to grow into his new form and with his wings too. Once he transformed into his new form, he turned round and said, “As it would be a shame that someone would find you dead if you did say anything. Now that Voldemort is in the open, they’ll think it was one of his Death Eaters that did it. So it would be best if you forget this afternoon.”
“I, I understand Milord,” Faeliverin fearfully, “You won’t here and I didn’t made any staff’s today.”
“I’m glad that you understand my dear,” Harry said darkly, “I wouldn’t like to see someone as beautiful as you to die a painful death,” and with that he turned his back on Faeliverin again and transformed back into his old self, he then put his shirt and cloak back on, fixed his jeans that was torn because of his transformation and left.
Once Harry aka Lord Ragnarok left the shop, Faeliverin sighed in relief. She now realized that this Lord Ragnarok wasn’t some lower or greater demon or someone who had some demon blood in them, but he was in fact the Demon Lord - or someone who was in the first stage of becoming a Demon Lord. From what she knew about the Demon Lord - which wasn’t much - as that a Demon Lord used to be either a human with demon blood or a lesser demon, who went though a ritual to become a Demon Lord. At first whoever person was that went through the ritual, only became taller and got wings and went through a few other small changes. But as they begun to absorb powers from people or demons to, they become much stronger and their form would begin to change, to look more human like if they were a demon or demon like if human. If they were human to begin with, with would get horns, a tail and their wings become leathery. Other then that she didn’t know much, apart for that a Demon Lord was the right hand of the Demon King. It was said that the Demon King would one day again walk upon the human realm, when a Demon Lord returns to his side. This is why she didn’t want to upset him; she wanted to live and would do anything to do so. So with that in mind, she started to make the Demon Lord’s Staff.
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Once Harry was outside and back in control of himself, he was shocked at what he did inside the shop. His body seemed to take a life of its own as it threatened Faeliverin to keep her mouth shut; it was like nothing he felt before. And the name that came out of his mouth: Ragnarok, if he remembered his mythology correctly, it meant destruction of mankind and the birth of a new era - strangely he liked the name that he called himself. Harry was now getting worried and wondered if he done the right thing in doing the ritual, as some of the changes that he has been undertaking him, were now starting to get frightened. At first he thought the small changes in his personality, like stand up for himself with his uncle and the confidence that he got from the ritual was a good thing, along with the extra speed and strength that he got.
But now he wasn’t too sure, allowing Amy to gave him a blowjob, thinking of fucking or raping Faeliverin, until she submit to him like a sex toy or something. Even before this, when he was changing forms, he was thinking of fucking the girls Hogwarts if they liked it or not. But also what was worrying him was that he threatened Faeliverin’s life, and strangely when he did it, he had no regret or ramose in doing so. If needed, at the time, he knew he would have done so without a bat of an eye. All this was now worried Harry, and wondered what else would do, say and think all because of the ritual - the thought frighten him deeply and now partly regretted doing the ritual. He didn’t know what to do, he could talk to Dumbledore or someone else about what he did, and see if they can do something to undo what he did. But that meant he would loss the power and strength that he now got, that was something he didn’t want, as he didn’t want to be weak again. But he didn’t want to become something that he fought against. He wondered if there was someway to control these new urges, and still have this new power. He would have to talk to his mum and see what she knew about it. Seeing that she knew about the ritual, maybe she knew how to control these urges of hiss. Checking if he still had time to do some more shopping before Sirius Will Reading, he looked at his watch and saw it was quarter past two. Seeing the time, he decided to go back to Madam Malkin's to get his new robes and then to Gringotts, so he could great the people at the Will Reading.
As Harry was walking back to the bank, he felt something pulling him to somewhere, as if something was calling him for help. It was like nothing he felt before, so reasons he himself didn’t know of, he followed the pull. As Harry got to where the pull was pulling him, he found himself in a side alley. As he got there, he heard a man say, “Now I don’t think that my Master well mind too much, if I had some fun with you before I kill you.”
Something snapped within when he heard this, his blood was boiling; it was as if whoever was in danger was a part of him somehow. He didn’t how this was, but he knew it was right. Not knowing what he might face, Harry decided to transform into his new form and entered the alley. What Harry saw as he entered the alley, was a red headed man in his early twenty’s naked, caressing a breast of naked hot mid teens lady. The lady in question had a slender body with a narrow waist and long legs, she has smooth, silky skin, with dark red hair that curls at the ends, reaching to her upper-middle back. She also got full pouty lips and a prominent chin on an oval-shaped face.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Authors Note: This is the end of chapter 4 of the Demon Lord, I hope that you enjoyed the story. If you did, please take a few more moments to review, as I would like to hear what you think of the story and any ideas that you would like to see happen in the story.
Authors Note: So many people says that my Demon Lord looks like someone by the name of Illidan Stormrage, who the hell is this person, as I haven’t heard of him before. But as I look him up, I’m amazed that he does look somewhat like how I wanted the Demon Lord to be like…
Chapter 4!
As Harry walked towards to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, he was surprised how quiet the alley was. But as he thought about it, he realized he shouldn’t be. As with Voldemort now in the open, and with Hogwarts letters not being sent out, it would be quiet. But the few people that were there, was giving odd looks, which Harry suspect was because he had his face covered with a hood. Anyway, once Harry got to Madam Malkin's, he saw that the shop was empty apart for a young teenage girl, who Harry thought was the shop assistant for Madam Malkin. She looked about fourteen/fifteen years old, she had black shoulder length hair and sky blue eyes, and she wore a stylish mauve robe. As he walked in, the teenage girl said with an American accent, “Greetings sir, welcome to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, I’m Amy Malkin, how can I help you today?”
“Are you related to Madam Malkin?” asked amazed Harry; he didn’t know that Madam Malkin had any family.
“Yes she is my aunt sir,” said Amy, “So how can I help you?”
“I’ve got to attend a Will Reading in about two hours,” Harry begun to tell the young teenager, “But I’ve got nothing descent to wear, so I wondered if you got anything stylish in store?”
“First off I’m sorry for your last,” said Amy, “As for the robes, could you gave me your robes size and I’ll get Malkin’s most stylish robes for you to look at,” so with that Harry told her his robes size and she went off to the back of the store to get the robes. After about five minutes, Amy returned with five stylish robes.
Out of the five that Harry looked at, he liked the dark green robes with the silver and gold trimmings. He liked the feeling of the silk and wondered what they were made of, so he asked Amy, “Can you tell me what the silk is made of please?”
“Of cause sir,” Amy said politely, “The robes is made from Acromantula silk. It is the toughest material used in making clothing, as it is hard to damage.”
Harry was amazed, sure he had heard about Acromantula silk, but never thought he would ever see an item made of it. As he stood there, he thought about adding some charms to the robes, nothing special just yet, just some basic charms… “Is it possible to have some charms placed on the robe,” asked Harry, “If so would it take long to do so?”
“Yes it is possible to have charms placed on the robe,” answered Amy, “But depending what you want, it could take a few minutes to a few hours to place the charm or charms on the robe.”
As Harry thought about it, he realized it made sense that if charms could be put on robes, each one would take longer then others to do. So looking at his watch and saw he had an hour and forty-five minutes before the Will Reading, Harry decided to get some charms on his new robe. He didn’t think that the ones he wanted would take too long to do. So he asked, “How long would these take, for a temperature, auto-cleaning and fixing charms to be placed on the robe?”
“Emm, let me seeing,” Amy said mainly to herself as she thought about it, and after a few moments she said, “They should take about twenty minutes to half an hour at most to do sir, is there any other charms you want added?”
There was one other charm Harry wanted added, an auto-sizing charm, but Harry needed the spell to be altered a bit. As with a normal auto-sizing, it is used for people who were still growing, or were a Metamorphmagus who could change their size by a few inches. Harry however needed the auto-sizing charm to be able to resize up to eight foot, maybe more. But the problem was he feared how the teenager would react that he was a half demon, as he knew that most people in the Wizarding world didn’t like so call half-bleeds like half-demon, werewolves and other half-bleeds. But he couldn’t think of another way to explain the reason for the need of the altered auto-sizing charm, “There is one more charm I want,” Harry said nervously, “I want an auto-sizing, but I need it altered so that it can resize up eight foot, maybe more if possible.”
“E, eight foot or more sir,” said a shocked Amy, “Why would you need an auto-sizing charm to work to that size?”
“I hope this doesn’t change anything,” Harry began worriedly, “But I’ve recently found out that I am a half demon, and one of my abilities is to shape shift. So far I know that I can change my size up to eight foot.”
“Oh I see,” said Amy, now fully understanding why her customer was worried, “You don’t have to be worried sir the Malkin Family has had dealings with half-demons and other half-bleeds for a very long time. You see the Malkin Family has always been a business running family, be it robes, potions, runes or anything else you can think of, we either sale it or have sold it one time. My family don’t care who you are, you can be anything from a Muggle to a Pureblood or half-bleed, and we even don’t care if you’re good or evil. We treat everyone the same, as we know that if we don’t we could lose potential, and that means we lose business and money.”
“That does make some sense,” said Harry, although he didn’t agree with some of their believes, he could understand the logic behind them. They had to do what they do, to keep their business running. But getting back to why he was there in the first place, Harry asked, “How long would it take to place this charm on the robe?”
After a few moments thought, Amy said, “Will it should only take about ten minutes sir, so if you could come back in an hour, your robes should be ready.”
“Thank you,” then remembering what else he wanted from there, he asked, “Do you sale Muggle clothing by any chance?”
“Yes we do sir, but we have to make them from start, so it’ll be about a week before they would be ready,” said Amy.
As Harry thought about it, another week or so wearing his cousins clothes wouldn’t be too bad, so he said, “That’ll be fine, now here is what I want -” and with that Harry told the Amy what he wanted, jeans, shirts and things like that, he also ordered a black leather jacket. He also asked for the same charms to be placed on them, as he had on his new robes. But he was in a shock, and faced a problem when Amy next talked to him.
“That shouldn’t be too much of a problem, seeing you’re the only one in a while to order Muggle clothing from us,” said Amy, “But before we make the clothes, we have to take your measurements to make sure they fit. So could you follow me to the back, and we can take your measurements. So please leave your cloak here,” this is why Harry found himself in a problem, as he didn’t want to revile who he was.
“Is there any other way Amy,” said Harry, and thinking quickly, he told her a half truth, “The problem is that I’m not wearing any underwear.”
“That isn’t anything I’m not used to sir,” Amy said with a blush, “I’ve seen a lot since I started to train to run a robes Shop in the last year, so you won’t have anything that I haven’t already seen.”
Seeing no other option, he thought for a few moments, when he remembered something, “Ok, but first I would like your Witches Vow not to tell anyone who I am, it’s not that I don’t trust you, ok that is that a bit. But I don’t want people to know that I’m a half-demon,” seeing that Amy was going to say something, he added, “I know that you might not say something deliberately, but people do slip up. With this Vow, I can be sure of that not happening, if you want you can add to the Vow you can tell your family, as long as they make the same Vow, but only your family.”
This picked her interest, she wondered who he was so he would ask for this Vow. So she gave him her Witches Vow not to tell anyone but her family, only after they gave her a Wizards and Watches Vow. Once she gave her customer her Vow, she asked, “Who are you then, if you need a Witches Vow?”
Instead of answering, Harry removed his cloak to revile himself… as he did, Amy looked shocked and stuttered, “Y, y, you’re H, Harry Potter.”
“You now know why I asked for your Witches Vow,” said Harry, then with a blush he said “Now lets get to the measurements, as I’ve got other things I need to do before the Will Reading,” and so before waiting for an answer, he walked off to the back of the store. A few moments later, a shocked Amy followed.
Once Harry and Amy were in the back of the store, Harry begun to undress. As he was doing so, he asked something that was bothering him, “Amy you sound like you’re from America, so I was wondering why you were here in England. If I had the chance, I would move from England faster then you can say Marlin.”
“From what I hear about your life, I don’t blame you,” said Amy, as she looked at Harry lustfully as he removed his shirt, “But my aunt lives and works here, so rest of her family well have to come here to see each other, and she comes to use now and then. Anyway, for the last year I’ve been working for a robes shop in America, but my thirteenth birthday this year, mum sent me to England to see my aunt but to also work for her to help me learn how to run a robes shop, not just sale robes. Anyway, lets get to measuring you, as you said you got a Will Reading to go to, and you want to do some shopping before hand,” and with that, she begun to measure Harry the Muggle way.
Harry didn’t know why Amy was measuring him the Muggle way, when using magic would magic would have been faster. But seeing that she wasn’t doing any harm, Harry said nothing to her. However, that was until Amy kneeled in front of him and started to measure his inner legs, he felt wired and awkward having a thirteen year old measuring between his legs. However, although he felt wired and awkward, he also felt very aroused at the thought. A part of him wanted to grab her hair and fuck her mouth and then rip her clothes and then fuck her silly. But another part of him, his moral side of him, knew it was wrong. Harry suspected that the reason why he felt this way was because of his new demon side of him, as from the little he knew about them, he knew that demons were sexual creatures. So before anything could happen, he asked “Wouldn’t it be easier and faster if you used magic?”
“Yes I could,” said Amy, then with a lustful smile she added, “But if I did, I couldn’t do this,” and with that she started to lick Harry’s cock.
Harry knew that it was wrong, but it felt good and didn’t want it to end. But as he fought this feeling and try to tell Amy to stop, he found his cock was engulfed in Amy’s warm, wet mouth. He felt the pleasure building up in his cock as she started to bob and swirl her tongue and drove him toward ecstasy. As this was happening, Harry felt Amy to massage his balls with one of his hands. But after a while, Amy started to bob her head deeper, and with every stroke, Harry felt his cock was banging against the back of her throat. With this, he begun to moan and want to cum. So grabbing Amy’s hair, he begun to fuck her mouth hard and fast. Before too long, he came and Amy swallowed every last bit.
Just as he was cumming, he heard a coughing sound coming from the doorway. Looking up Harry saw Madam Malkin (She was about five foot six tall, short black hair and dark blue eyes, and she wore a stylish mauve robes just like Amy was wearing,) standing there looking at them lustfully. But as Harry removed his cock from Amy’s mouth, Madam Malkin said lustfully, “You don’t have to stop Mr. Potter, in fact -” just as she said that, she walked up to them and pulled Amy up and kissed her passionately. Harry was shocked to see this, he was just as shocked as Amy kissed her aunt back just as passionately.
Harry couldn’t believe what he was seeing, an aunt and niece kissing each other passionately. And if he wasn’t mistaken, he thought he saw some tongue. Although Harry knew what he was seeing was wrong, he also thought it was so hot - this was like a teenagers dream came true. After a few moments of the aunt and niece kissing each other, Amy put her hand into her aunt’s robes and started to massage her breasts. As she did so, both of them stopped kissing and looked at him. “Did I forget to tell you that the Malkin family was a close family, a very close family,” Amy purred lustfully, “Why don’t you join us?”
“I, I, er, d, d, don’t,” Harry begun to stutter in shock, and then he looked at his watch, he said “I, I can’t, I, I’ve g, got s, s, some oth, other th, things t, to d, do, s, so i, if y, you d, don’t n, need an, any m, more m, measurements, I, I’ll b, be g, going,” hearing that there was no need for more measurements, without thinking he waved his hand, his clothes reappeared on him. And with hiding his face again, he left the shop.
After a shocking discovery in Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, Harry went to Eeylops Owl Emporium to get some owl treats for Hedwig. He then went to The Runic, the rune shop to get some rune items that he needed. The last shop that he went to was Slug & Jiggers Apothecary, to get some potion ingredients.
So after getting everything he thought he needed from in Diagon Alley, Harry went into Knockturn Alley.
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It’s been three years since Harry was last in Knockturn Alley. Harry was in Knockturn Alley before his third year to see what the big deal was, sure he was there the year before but at the time he was confused and scared, as he didn’t know where he was or where the Weasleys were. So with his hooded cloak on, he looked round the Dark Alley. After looking around the Alley, Harry found out that sure it had some shops that he wouldn’t see dead in, but there was some places that wasn’t as bad people made out they were, like Pet Shop, a Wand Shop and a Potion Shop that sold what people thought were Dark - though Harry didn’t - just naming a few shops.
Now as Harry thought about it, he wanted to get a new wand. Sure he now he can use his wand without getting into trouble, but the fact was he wanted a wand that he could use to learn the Dark Arts. As he realized in the fight in the Department of Mysteries, that using stunners and full body locks wouldn’t we the fight as other Death Eaters would undo the spell. But if he used more deadly spells, the Death Eaters wouldn’t be getting back into the fight for a while. But Harry knew that people like Dumbledore wouldn’t like him learning the Dark Arts and if they suspect him learning the Dark Art, they would check his wand to see if he was or not. But with a second wand, Harry knew he could learn the Dark Arts and not worry too much about people finding out - as long as he hid the wand so people wouldn’t find it. So Harry went to the only wand shop in the Dark Alley, ‘Para Bellum.’
As Harry entered the shop, the first thing that he saw as he looked round were different types of swords - katana, broad swords, naming a few - and knives and daggers - some of the knives and daggers had a gleam while other looked yellow made of a different substance. On one of the sidewalls, there were couple mounted heads of magical animals: they looked like they may just come to life and attack you. Some of the heads were of a Wolf, Dragon, and a Nundu - just naming three of them. Harry wondered what these heads were about, he thought that maybe the shop owner was a hunter or something.
As Harry was looking around the shop, he heard a female voice behind him, “Greetings, my name is Faelivrin, how can I help you?” As he turned round, he saw a sexy six-foot lady who was smiling at him. She had pointed ears, pale blue skin, shining pale red eyes, and long white hair. At once Harry knew that she was a Dark Elf, he heard about them, but never thought he would see one. But was also surprise to see fangs as she smiled, but said nothing so he wouldn’t get on her bad side. ‘I would love to fuck her and make her submit to me,’ Harry thought darkly. The thought surprised him a bit, as he would normally think like this, but yet he couldn’t deny that he would like to fuck her. He realized it was his demon side once again, making him think like this. He knew he had to find a way to control it before it got out of hand be he does something that although he would like, he would regret doing at the same time. But that was for later…
“Yes Ma’am, I would like a custom made wand please,” said Harry, “I’ve heard that you’re the best in England to make one.”
“That’s right sir,” said Faelivrin, “But they don’t come cheap, so unless you got the money, you should go now.”
“Money isn’t the problem Ma’am,” said Harry showing her his Money Bag.
Seeing the Gringotts’ Money Bag and knowing that Gringotts only give them out to people that had money, Faelivrin said “Please follow me then sir,” and as she started to walk to the back room, she added, “And please call me Faelivrin, calling me Ma’am makes me feel old,” and then she walked on.
“Of course Faelivrin,” said Harry as he followed Faelivrin.
As they entered the back room, Harry saw it was like an old fashioned workshop, with large table and on it hammers, knives and chisels, also there were rocks and tanned leather, Harry suspected to polish and smoothen the finished wands and staffs.
There were two cupboards, one of them were open to show it was full of core items for wands and staffs. There were also two shelves one full of different kinds of woods, whilst the other one was with focus gems. The light from the gems shown throughout the room in a rainbow of different colours.
Once in the workshop, Faeliverin turned towards Harry and said “Now sir, the first thing we need to do is to see if you’ll need a wand or a staff,” then taking a reddish orb out of the cupboard next to the table, and said “This is a Magic Instrument Revealer, when you hold it, it’ll show if you need a wand or a staff,” then she handed Harry the Magic Instrument Revealer.
After a few minutes, Faeliverin was starting to wonder if something was wrong with the Magic Instrument Revealer, as it should have shown her what this person would need already. As she was about check to see if the orb was working properly, an image came within the orb, it was a staff.
Faeliverin was shocked at what she saw; it’s been about a hundred years since she made a staff of any kind, she knew that whoever this person was, was someone powerful and not to be missed with. It didn’t help that whoever the person was, had some demon blood in him and give her another reason not to make him mad. Now seeing that the person waiting for her, she said, “Sorry, but it’s a surprise that you need a staff, it’s been a while since I had to make one, and I can suspect great things from you sir. Now if you don’t mind to go to the shelf full of wood and run you hand over the wood until you feel a pull to one of them.”
So with that Harry went to the shelf full of wood, and ran his hand over the woods to see what calls to him. It took a few minutes, but as Harry went over a dark red birch looking wood, he felt a pull to it, so he picked it up and handed it over to Faeliverin. As Faeliverin saw the wood, Harry saw that she looked at the wood with fear and shock, and when he asked why she said “S, sir, t, the pace of would in your hand is known as Demon Wood from the Demon Tree. It’s an ancient and powerful dark tree, it is said that this was from the underworld where demons meant to live. It’s meant to be good for dark spells, rituals and summoning, but the only drawback is that it’s hard to use light spells with. Now could you please go to the cupboard and run your hands over the cores until you feel a pull towards the one that feels right to you.”
Harry was shocked at what the wood he had picked, and wondered if this was to do with the ritual that he had done a few weeks back. ‘If this is because of the ritual that I did, or is it the demon blood in me? I wonder what else should I suspect to happen,’ Harry thought, as there were already a few changes because of the ritual that he done, and he was now wondering what else should he suspect to happen. But he knew that this wasn’t the time to think about this, as he got wand cores to pick. So he went over to the cupboard and started to run his hand over the different cores.
After a few minutes, Harry felt a pull towards a silvery red liquid, he was about to give it to Faeliverin who looked in fear and shock again, but before he could ask why, he felt another pull in the cupboard. So as he ran his and over the cores again he felt a pull towards a jar of whitish powder, so picking one up he was about to give the two cores to Faeliverin, when yet again he felt another pull in the cupboard. So as he ran his and over the cores again, after a few moments his hand stopped at some horns. After he picked up the horn, he no longer felt anything he turned round and give it to Faeliverin.
As he did, he saw that she had a face of fear and shocked. When Harry asked what was up, Faeliverin said fearfully “S, s, sir, a, a, all th, these cores are from a demon, the first two cores are said to come from lesser demons: the silvery red liquid is demon blood and the jar of white powder is grounded demon bones. But the horn is from a greater demon. All these are good for Dark Magic and Demonic Magic. I don’t know who you are sir, but when I’m done with this Staff, I wouldn’t want to be your enemy. Now last part for the Staff: the focus gem, as it’ll help you to cast spells much easier then without one, and it’ll also control the power going through the Staff. I’m afraid what you’re going to pick, but go to the shelf and do as you did with the wood and the core.”
Harry was shocked at what his cores were so far, everything about his new staff was demonic. It was now darning on him that this was all because of the ritual he yesterday, and of the demon blood in him. So it would make sense that he was getting all these demonic things for his new staff. ‘This isn’t the time to think like this,’ thought Harry, ‘I need to get the focus gem for my new staff.’ So Harry went to the cupboard and ran his hand over the different gems and stones, and after a few moments, he came to a blood red kind of stone.
As he gave it to Faeliverin, Harry saw the fearful look on her, and she said fearfully, “I, I, sh, shouldn’t be s, s, surprise that you got this one, this is a crystallized heart from the last Demon Lord that walked this earth about a thousand of years ago. I’ll say this again, I don’t know who you are, when I’m done with this Staff, I wouldn’t want to be your enemy,” then after a few moments thought, she added, “I was wondering if you would like a blade added to the Staff?”
Harry was shocked to hear the name Demon Lord, he wondered if this Demon Lord had any link to what was going on with him. But yet he didn’t want to ask Faeliverin, just encase she told someone about it, and that he didn’t want. So keeping to the subject of the Staff, he asked. “Yes I would like a blade added please. How much well this Staff cast me and how long well it take for you to make the Staff?”
“The Staff well cost you 317 Galleons 13 Sickles and 5 Knuts,” said Faeliverin, “And it would take two weeks to make, as I’ve got other costumers and these cores are dangerous to work with.”
Harry thought that the cost was fine, considering he was buying a custom made staff. Although he didn’t like how long it was going to take, he knew that he didn’t know when he would able to pick it up without someone asking questions about it. So the time would have to do, so he said, “The price is fine, but I’ll give you 400 Galleons, the extra Galleons is to keep it safe until I can pick it up. As I’m not sure when I’ll be able to pick it up.”
Faeliverin had no problem with keeping the staff until he could pick it up, as she has got a few items that her customers hadn’t yet picked up - at least he was willing to pay her for looking after it. “I’ve got no problem with that sir,” she said, “But I’ll need you to pay half now, just encase you don’t come for it.”
“No problem Faeliverin,” said Harry as he counted out 200 Galleons, “I hope to be back for it in two weeks with luck,” and with that he bid her goodbye and started to walk out of the door. But as he got to the door, a thought came to him, what if she said something about the staff to someone… he didn’t want that to happen. But as he was coming up with an idea how to deal with it, something came over him. Something he had no control over. “Oh and Faeliverin,” Harry said darkly and coldly, which sent chill down Faeliverin’s back, “My name is Lord Ragnarok, and I would like it that if you would forget about me and the staff that you are making me, if you know what I mean,” and then with his back still to Faeliverin, he removed his cloak and his shirt and then he started to grow into his new form and with his wings too. Once he transformed into his new form, he turned round and said, “As it would be a shame that someone would find you dead if you did say anything. Now that Voldemort is in the open, they’ll think it was one of his Death Eaters that did it. So it would be best if you forget this afternoon.”
“I, I understand Milord,” Faeliverin fearfully, “You won’t here and I didn’t made any staff’s today.”
“I’m glad that you understand my dear,” Harry said darkly, “I wouldn’t like to see someone as beautiful as you to die a painful death,” and with that he turned his back on Faeliverin again and transformed back into his old self, he then put his shirt and cloak back on, fixed his jeans that was torn because of his transformation and left.
Once Harry aka Lord Ragnarok left the shop, Faeliverin sighed in relief. She now realized that this Lord Ragnarok wasn’t some lower or greater demon or someone who had some demon blood in them, but he was in fact the Demon Lord - or someone who was in the first stage of becoming a Demon Lord. From what she knew about the Demon Lord - which wasn’t much - as that a Demon Lord used to be either a human with demon blood or a lesser demon, who went though a ritual to become a Demon Lord. At first whoever person was that went through the ritual, only became taller and got wings and went through a few other small changes. But as they begun to absorb powers from people or demons to, they become much stronger and their form would begin to change, to look more human like if they were a demon or demon like if human. If they were human to begin with, with would get horns, a tail and their wings become leathery. Other then that she didn’t know much, apart for that a Demon Lord was the right hand of the Demon King. It was said that the Demon King would one day again walk upon the human realm, when a Demon Lord returns to his side. This is why she didn’t want to upset him; she wanted to live and would do anything to do so. So with that in mind, she started to make the Demon Lord’s Staff.
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Once Harry was outside and back in control of himself, he was shocked at what he did inside the shop. His body seemed to take a life of its own as it threatened Faeliverin to keep her mouth shut; it was like nothing he felt before. And the name that came out of his mouth: Ragnarok, if he remembered his mythology correctly, it meant destruction of mankind and the birth of a new era - strangely he liked the name that he called himself. Harry was now getting worried and wondered if he done the right thing in doing the ritual, as some of the changes that he has been undertaking him, were now starting to get frightened. At first he thought the small changes in his personality, like stand up for himself with his uncle and the confidence that he got from the ritual was a good thing, along with the extra speed and strength that he got.
But now he wasn’t too sure, allowing Amy to gave him a blowjob, thinking of fucking or raping Faeliverin, until she submit to him like a sex toy or something. Even before this, when he was changing forms, he was thinking of fucking the girls Hogwarts if they liked it or not. But also what was worrying him was that he threatened Faeliverin’s life, and strangely when he did it, he had no regret or ramose in doing so. If needed, at the time, he knew he would have done so without a bat of an eye. All this was now worried Harry, and wondered what else would do, say and think all because of the ritual - the thought frighten him deeply and now partly regretted doing the ritual. He didn’t know what to do, he could talk to Dumbledore or someone else about what he did, and see if they can do something to undo what he did. But that meant he would loss the power and strength that he now got, that was something he didn’t want, as he didn’t want to be weak again. But he didn’t want to become something that he fought against. He wondered if there was someway to control these new urges, and still have this new power. He would have to talk to his mum and see what she knew about it. Seeing that she knew about the ritual, maybe she knew how to control these urges of hiss. Checking if he still had time to do some more shopping before Sirius Will Reading, he looked at his watch and saw it was quarter past two. Seeing the time, he decided to go back to Madam Malkin's to get his new robes and then to Gringotts, so he could great the people at the Will Reading.
As Harry was walking back to the bank, he felt something pulling him to somewhere, as if something was calling him for help. It was like nothing he felt before, so reasons he himself didn’t know of, he followed the pull. As Harry got to where the pull was pulling him, he found himself in a side alley. As he got there, he heard a man say, “Now I don’t think that my Master well mind too much, if I had some fun with you before I kill you.”
Something snapped within when he heard this, his blood was boiling; it was as if whoever was in danger was a part of him somehow. He didn’t how this was, but he knew it was right. Not knowing what he might face, Harry decided to transform into his new form and entered the alley. What Harry saw as he entered the alley, was a red headed man in his early twenty’s naked, caressing a breast of naked hot mid teens lady. The lady in question had a slender body with a narrow waist and long legs, she has smooth, silky skin, with dark red hair that curls at the ends, reaching to her upper-middle back. She also got full pouty lips and a prominent chin on an oval-shaped face.
TO BE CONTINUED!
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