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Chapter 2: A Decision Made
The first week of classes went buy with a sound that was akin to an RAF Tornado at takeoff and Harry spent a lot of the time deep in thought. So much so that Hermione was beginning to worry about him, she was getting more and more sure that he was slipping into a deep depression. He was quiet through breakfast in class he was listening intently and taking better notes than Hermione had seen him take in previous years he was even staying awake during History; something was definitely not right.
The most telling sign of pending doom in Hermione’s eyes however was the time he was spending in the library while Hermione was in Runes and Arithramancy. Not so much that he was spending time in the Library more that he didn’t have to be dragged away from a chess board to go. Something had to be done she was not going to let her best friend fall into a deep pit of despair.
~*~
It was the first Tuesday of the term and Hermione was at ancient runes, Ron was out flying and Harry had decided it was time to get to the library. Walking up the hall toward the library entrance Harry knew that Hermione and Ron were worried about him and he was thankful Ron seemed to let him be to work things out for himself as Ron put it. Hermione on the other hand was nowhere near as easy to divert and there would be no way Harry could do what needed doing with either of them about. As it turned out both Ron and Hermione were very wrong in their estimations of what was bothering Harry.
The first day of classes when Harry had some free time he went to the library and walked up to madam Pince and asked, “Arr… excuse me madam Pince?”
The librarian looked over at Harry and smiled, ”Mr. Potter what a pleasant surprise how can I help you?”
“I was wondering does the library have any books on muggle subcultures and how they might interact with wizarding society.” Harry asked.
Madam Pince looked at Harry strangely for a moment while thinking about his request. After a while she started toward a little used section of the stacks gesturing for Harry to follow, ”it’s not often these books are used Mr. Potter it seems that most of the students here don’t want to know how the two worlds interact”
Reaching the desired location she looked at Harry and smiled, “it’s nice to know I can be surprised by students occasionally… I believe his is the section you’re looking for. Was there any particular subculture you were looking for?”
Harry blushed slightly and coughed before answering, “No I was just going to have a look and see what I could find in general!”
Madam Pince smiled nodded and walked of back to her desk. “Well good hunting Mr. Potter.”
Harry watched her go and turned to look at the section his eyes flicking up to the ‘B’ section and he started to hunt through the titles. After about ten minutes of searching Harry had found three titles that seemed to be promising and headed over to an empty desk to start reading. Looking down at the title of the top book Harry blanched a little and decided notice-me-not and silencing charms would be a good plan, the last thing he needed was to be seen reading books like ‘The loving Dominant’, ‘Screw the Roses give me the Thorns’ or ‘The magic of Domination and Submission’.
For the next 2 weeks Harry came back to the same table cast the privacy charms and continued his research as often as he was able to get away from his two best friends. Initially he was somewhat shocked about what he read and wondered if this was what Hermione’s meant when she talked of wanting to be a slave. From his reading the control aspect sounded like it was what she wanted but the rest of it left him wondering.
Coming out of the library on a Thursday afternoon Harry decided there were two things he had to do one was to talk to the Gringots Goblins the other was to have a chat with Hermione. Deciding that the Goblins would be somewhat easier of the two he headed toward the headmistresses office. Arriving at the staircase up to the office he was about to ask the gargoyle for entrance when the stone creature just waived him buy and the stairs started rising without a word. Reaching the top of the stairs he noticed the door to professor McGonagall’s office was open and she was waiting for him.
“Do come in and have a seat Mr. Potter. I'm glad you finally came to see me Mrs. Granger has been worried about you.” Started the headmistress as she waved Harry to a chair in front of her desk.
Harry was somewhat surprised by the headmistresses approach and all he could manage was a dignified, “erk!”
Professor McGonagall smiled at Harry, “Just calm down Harry… now how can I help you?”
“Well I was wondering if I could floo to Gringots during my free slot this afternoon. I was hoping to sort out some questions I have about my inheritance!” Harry asked.
The headmistress looked at him thoughtfully, “Well that wouldn’t be a problem but you don’t need to do that, Griphook has been in contact and informed the school he would come to you here if you had any questions. Shall I contact him for you?”
Harry was somewhat surprised by that and nodded thoughtfully.
The headmistress picked up her wand and touched it to a small gem on her desk and spoke softly, “Griphook”
Standing from the desk professor McGonagall walked about the desk to Harry while saying, “Griphook will be here soon if you come with me I will take you to a private room where you won’t be disturbed while you make your enquiries.”
Harry stood and followed the headmistress into a small room just down the hall from her office and was surprised to see a goblin waiting for him. Squaring his shoulders a little Harry entered the room walked toward the goblin and held out his hand, “Griphook it’s good to see you again.”
Griphook smiled widely showing all his nicely pointed teeth and took Harry's offered hand, “Lord Potter it’s good to see you again also. How can I serve you today?”
Waiting for Harry to be seated before walking back to the other side of a small desk Griphook sat and waited.
“Please Griphook its Harry every time you call me Lord Potter I start to wonder if my grandfathers’ ghost is in the room. Now first of all I would like to know what my vault total is at this time.”
Taking a large ledger out from the briefcase that was sitting on the floor Griphook opened the book to a page near the front looked and started to list items. “You will have to forgive me lo… Harry but these figures are only accurate to 25 minutes ago. But as of that time you had the following: your school trust vault 135,241 Galleons, the main potter vault 685,542,321 Galleons, the black vault which we consolidated into one vault for you as per your previous request 364,224,117 Galleons, at this time I don’t have a value on the gems jewelry and magic items but if you wish I can have an appraisal team in the vaults this afternoon to value the items for you there are also 7 manor houses that you own in the united kingdom and 2 Chateaus in France”
A frown crossed the Goblins face, “you also seem to have a substantial amount of money in muggle business but with the fluctuations of the exchange rate and the muggle share market all I can say is that it’s approximately 200,000,000 Pounds Sterling. Again if you wish I can have someone get an exact number if you wish. I should also say Harry that of the seven manor houses here in the United Kingdom 5 of them are under long term lease and while there is provision to terminate these leases they are do make you a substantial amount of money and the leases are all to light or neutral families .”
Harry was somewhat stunned he knew the Potter and Black families were well off but he had really no idea it the holdings were that big. Slowly Harry came back to earth.
“Ok… then I would like you to open three vaults for me and transfer 500,000 Galleons into each at this time I would like the key to be given to me but inactive until such times as I know who’s getting it. And I would like to have another inactive key to the potter vault that I will activate at some time in the future. I would also like a money bag set up for each of the new keys.”
Griphook looked at Harry for a moment and smiled waved his clawed hand in a complex gesture conjuring two keys and the associated moneybags. He then replied, “Certainly Harry all you will need to do is touch your wand to the key and then put a drop of the new owners’ blood on the key then touch it with your wand again. That will activate the new keys and moneybags we also have a new feature with the moneybags where they contain a muggle credit card linked to the same account as the bag.” Griphook made a few notes in the ledger in front of him then when finished spun it around to face Harry and indicated a spot on the page, “Now if you will just touch your wand here the new account and keys will be ready for you to activate.”
Harry smiled touched his wand to the ledger where Griphook indicated and stood bowing to the goblin. “Thank you Griphook the service Gringots provides is always excellent. It was good to see you again.”
Griphook smiled another toothy smile, “the pleasure is all mine Lord Potter”
With that said and business done Griphook waved his hand gathered up the ledger and briefcase and promptly disappeared.
With a broad smile Harry gathered up the new banking devices stowed them in his book bag and headed for his room.
~*~
Hermione was sitting in the head suites common room worrying about Harry. She had been to the library but he wasn’t there and Ron hadn’t seen him since lunch. Standing to head out to check his usual haunts by the lake she turned toward the main entrance when Harry opened the portrait and walked in with a smile on his face. Hermione looked a little confused by Harry's apparently sudden change in mood.
“Harry… are you ok. I’ve been looking for you… I wish you would tell me what the matter is. I'm getting worried about you!”
Harry smiled at her walked over and gathered her into a hug then led her to the couch, “Sit… we need to talk”
Relief washed across Hermione’s face finally he was going to tell he what he had been worried about. Sitting on the end of the couch she tucked one leg under her and faced him waiting for him to speak.
“Do you remember the conversation we had over the summer when we talked about our relationships?” Harry asked.
Hermione thought back to that say and wondered where he was going with this, “Yes… I remember”
“Well you talked about wanting to be controlled, wanting to be owned… I want to know what you mean by that?”
Hermione took in a deep breath. “Wow Harry you don’t start with the light stuff do you. Umm… Well I guess…” she took another deep breath, “I want someone to take care of me, someone to love me, someone to push me to be all that I can be. I'm tired of being Hermione Ganger bookworm know-it-all. I want to submit to someone’s will to know that their word is law and if I fail or disobey that person I will be punished. I guess it’s hard to understand”
Harry looked at her a smile on his lips and in his eyes. “I think I understand. I have been thinking about this ever since we talked… it seems so… well so not you. I have been doing some research in the library about the life you are talking about and I guess the main question I have is how much of it do you want. Do you want just the control, do you want the mental aspect, what. And how much research have you done?”
Harry smirked at his last question and he could see Hermione getting a little red in the cheeks as he was taking.
Hermione sighed “well to answer your last question first I have done a fair bit of reading in whatever books I could find and online over the last few summers to try and understand myself and my thoughts, and in all honesty I think… no I know I want it all. To some people it seems to be just a game yet to me it’s a dream”
Harry cocked an eyebrow, “you want it all, you want to be told what to do, what to wear, who you can talk to,”
Harry watched as Hermione seemed to melt into the couch as he spoke.
“Yes… all that and more!” she purred.
“You want to be degraded, treated like an object made to submit fully to another person… is that what you want?” he questioned
“Fuck YES…”
Hermione’s eyes were closed her voice getting deeper and more drawn and it was becoming obvious that the thoughts the conversation was bringing into her mind were doing interesting things to her.
Harry stood walked over to stand in front of Hermione and crouched down to bring their eyes level and he gently asked her “Hermione… do you trust me?”
Her eyes snapped open and she looked at Harry, “of course I trust you… I trust you with my life” she stated her voice back to normal and an intense look in her eyes.
“Hermione… you have been worried about me for the last few weeks, yes I noticed but I didn’t want to tell you what I was doing. I spent a good part of the summer trying to sort out my thoughts and feelings about you and Ginny then at number twelve when we talked you threw me for a bit of a loop with your declaration about what you wanted. However one of the things I know is that I love you; honestly I have for a few years now but only just realized what it all was.”
Harry took a deep breath “I have been thinking about this since we talked, and have spent the last few weeks trying to research exactly what this is all about… all the stuff I have read has been really interesting and while I don’t think I will ever understand why you feel this way or the need to submit in general I have to admit that the thought about being in control like the books describe is one that has caused me to have some very interesting reactions. will you let me try to be the someone that you need.”
Her eyes widened and she looked deep into his eyes not quite knowing what she was looking for and she smiled when she found the green globes to be full of love and hope tinged with a determination she had never seen before. “Are you sure Harry…? I mean … I hoped it could be but I didn’t dare dream!”
Smiling back at her Harry replied, “I'm sure love… I'm sure”
Hermione slipped off the couch onto her knees in front of Harry her eyes downcast and her forehead touching the center of his chest,
“In that case...” Hermione shuddered taking a deep breath “I'm yours… yours to do with as you please!”
Harry smiled reaching out with his hand he trailed the finger tips up the front of Hermione’s robe brushing up across her breast to gently cup under her chin as she shivered with the light contact. lifting her face he lowered his lips to graze across hers after a few long seconds of contact his tongue reached out and sought entry into her mouth and for a moment there tongues met. Breaking away from her he sat back on the couch and looked at her kneeling on the floor looking at him her eyes full of longing, “Well then… we will take this slow and learn as we go. Is that ok with you my love.”
“Yes Harry.”
“Ok well first things. Let’s see what you have been hiding under those school robes. I want you to strip and come and kneel in front of me.”
Hermione shuddered, this was the moment of truth she knew deep down she wanted this and with Harry gods that was the best part if she could follow the first command and submit to his will now it would all be ok. Standing she reached for the bottom of her robe and started to remove it while she moved to stand in front of him “Yes Master”
~*~
The first week of classes went buy with a sound that was akin to an RAF Tornado at takeoff and Harry spent a lot of the time deep in thought. So much so that Hermione was beginning to worry about him, she was getting more and more sure that he was slipping into a deep depression. He was quiet through breakfast in class he was listening intently and taking better notes than Hermione had seen him take in previous years he was even staying awake during History; something was definitely not right.
The most telling sign of pending doom in Hermione’s eyes however was the time he was spending in the library while Hermione was in Runes and Arithramancy. Not so much that he was spending time in the Library more that he didn’t have to be dragged away from a chess board to go. Something had to be done she was not going to let her best friend fall into a deep pit of despair.
~*~
It was the first Tuesday of the term and Hermione was at ancient runes, Ron was out flying and Harry had decided it was time to get to the library. Walking up the hall toward the library entrance Harry knew that Hermione and Ron were worried about him and he was thankful Ron seemed to let him be to work things out for himself as Ron put it. Hermione on the other hand was nowhere near as easy to divert and there would be no way Harry could do what needed doing with either of them about. As it turned out both Ron and Hermione were very wrong in their estimations of what was bothering Harry.
The first day of classes when Harry had some free time he went to the library and walked up to madam Pince and asked, “Arr… excuse me madam Pince?”
The librarian looked over at Harry and smiled, ”Mr. Potter what a pleasant surprise how can I help you?”
“I was wondering does the library have any books on muggle subcultures and how they might interact with wizarding society.” Harry asked.
Madam Pince looked at Harry strangely for a moment while thinking about his request. After a while she started toward a little used section of the stacks gesturing for Harry to follow, ”it’s not often these books are used Mr. Potter it seems that most of the students here don’t want to know how the two worlds interact”
Reaching the desired location she looked at Harry and smiled, “it’s nice to know I can be surprised by students occasionally… I believe his is the section you’re looking for. Was there any particular subculture you were looking for?”
Harry blushed slightly and coughed before answering, “No I was just going to have a look and see what I could find in general!”
Madam Pince smiled nodded and walked of back to her desk. “Well good hunting Mr. Potter.”
Harry watched her go and turned to look at the section his eyes flicking up to the ‘B’ section and he started to hunt through the titles. After about ten minutes of searching Harry had found three titles that seemed to be promising and headed over to an empty desk to start reading. Looking down at the title of the top book Harry blanched a little and decided notice-me-not and silencing charms would be a good plan, the last thing he needed was to be seen reading books like ‘The loving Dominant’, ‘Screw the Roses give me the Thorns’ or ‘The magic of Domination and Submission’.
For the next 2 weeks Harry came back to the same table cast the privacy charms and continued his research as often as he was able to get away from his two best friends. Initially he was somewhat shocked about what he read and wondered if this was what Hermione’s meant when she talked of wanting to be a slave. From his reading the control aspect sounded like it was what she wanted but the rest of it left him wondering.
Coming out of the library on a Thursday afternoon Harry decided there were two things he had to do one was to talk to the Gringots Goblins the other was to have a chat with Hermione. Deciding that the Goblins would be somewhat easier of the two he headed toward the headmistresses office. Arriving at the staircase up to the office he was about to ask the gargoyle for entrance when the stone creature just waived him buy and the stairs started rising without a word. Reaching the top of the stairs he noticed the door to professor McGonagall’s office was open and she was waiting for him.
“Do come in and have a seat Mr. Potter. I'm glad you finally came to see me Mrs. Granger has been worried about you.” Started the headmistress as she waved Harry to a chair in front of her desk.
Harry was somewhat surprised by the headmistresses approach and all he could manage was a dignified, “erk!”
Professor McGonagall smiled at Harry, “Just calm down Harry… now how can I help you?”
“Well I was wondering if I could floo to Gringots during my free slot this afternoon. I was hoping to sort out some questions I have about my inheritance!” Harry asked.
The headmistress looked at him thoughtfully, “Well that wouldn’t be a problem but you don’t need to do that, Griphook has been in contact and informed the school he would come to you here if you had any questions. Shall I contact him for you?”
Harry was somewhat surprised by that and nodded thoughtfully.
The headmistress picked up her wand and touched it to a small gem on her desk and spoke softly, “Griphook”
Standing from the desk professor McGonagall walked about the desk to Harry while saying, “Griphook will be here soon if you come with me I will take you to a private room where you won’t be disturbed while you make your enquiries.”
Harry stood and followed the headmistress into a small room just down the hall from her office and was surprised to see a goblin waiting for him. Squaring his shoulders a little Harry entered the room walked toward the goblin and held out his hand, “Griphook it’s good to see you again.”
Griphook smiled widely showing all his nicely pointed teeth and took Harry's offered hand, “Lord Potter it’s good to see you again also. How can I serve you today?”
Waiting for Harry to be seated before walking back to the other side of a small desk Griphook sat and waited.
“Please Griphook its Harry every time you call me Lord Potter I start to wonder if my grandfathers’ ghost is in the room. Now first of all I would like to know what my vault total is at this time.”
Taking a large ledger out from the briefcase that was sitting on the floor Griphook opened the book to a page near the front looked and started to list items. “You will have to forgive me lo… Harry but these figures are only accurate to 25 minutes ago. But as of that time you had the following: your school trust vault 135,241 Galleons, the main potter vault 685,542,321 Galleons, the black vault which we consolidated into one vault for you as per your previous request 364,224,117 Galleons, at this time I don’t have a value on the gems jewelry and magic items but if you wish I can have an appraisal team in the vaults this afternoon to value the items for you there are also 7 manor houses that you own in the united kingdom and 2 Chateaus in France”
A frown crossed the Goblins face, “you also seem to have a substantial amount of money in muggle business but with the fluctuations of the exchange rate and the muggle share market all I can say is that it’s approximately 200,000,000 Pounds Sterling. Again if you wish I can have someone get an exact number if you wish. I should also say Harry that of the seven manor houses here in the United Kingdom 5 of them are under long term lease and while there is provision to terminate these leases they are do make you a substantial amount of money and the leases are all to light or neutral families .”
Harry was somewhat stunned he knew the Potter and Black families were well off but he had really no idea it the holdings were that big. Slowly Harry came back to earth.
“Ok… then I would like you to open three vaults for me and transfer 500,000 Galleons into each at this time I would like the key to be given to me but inactive until such times as I know who’s getting it. And I would like to have another inactive key to the potter vault that I will activate at some time in the future. I would also like a money bag set up for each of the new keys.”
Griphook looked at Harry for a moment and smiled waved his clawed hand in a complex gesture conjuring two keys and the associated moneybags. He then replied, “Certainly Harry all you will need to do is touch your wand to the key and then put a drop of the new owners’ blood on the key then touch it with your wand again. That will activate the new keys and moneybags we also have a new feature with the moneybags where they contain a muggle credit card linked to the same account as the bag.” Griphook made a few notes in the ledger in front of him then when finished spun it around to face Harry and indicated a spot on the page, “Now if you will just touch your wand here the new account and keys will be ready for you to activate.”
Harry smiled touched his wand to the ledger where Griphook indicated and stood bowing to the goblin. “Thank you Griphook the service Gringots provides is always excellent. It was good to see you again.”
Griphook smiled another toothy smile, “the pleasure is all mine Lord Potter”
With that said and business done Griphook waved his hand gathered up the ledger and briefcase and promptly disappeared.
With a broad smile Harry gathered up the new banking devices stowed them in his book bag and headed for his room.
~*~
Hermione was sitting in the head suites common room worrying about Harry. She had been to the library but he wasn’t there and Ron hadn’t seen him since lunch. Standing to head out to check his usual haunts by the lake she turned toward the main entrance when Harry opened the portrait and walked in with a smile on his face. Hermione looked a little confused by Harry's apparently sudden change in mood.
“Harry… are you ok. I’ve been looking for you… I wish you would tell me what the matter is. I'm getting worried about you!”
Harry smiled at her walked over and gathered her into a hug then led her to the couch, “Sit… we need to talk”
Relief washed across Hermione’s face finally he was going to tell he what he had been worried about. Sitting on the end of the couch she tucked one leg under her and faced him waiting for him to speak.
“Do you remember the conversation we had over the summer when we talked about our relationships?” Harry asked.
Hermione thought back to that say and wondered where he was going with this, “Yes… I remember”
“Well you talked about wanting to be controlled, wanting to be owned… I want to know what you mean by that?”
Hermione took in a deep breath. “Wow Harry you don’t start with the light stuff do you. Umm… Well I guess…” she took another deep breath, “I want someone to take care of me, someone to love me, someone to push me to be all that I can be. I'm tired of being Hermione Ganger bookworm know-it-all. I want to submit to someone’s will to know that their word is law and if I fail or disobey that person I will be punished. I guess it’s hard to understand”
Harry looked at her a smile on his lips and in his eyes. “I think I understand. I have been thinking about this ever since we talked… it seems so… well so not you. I have been doing some research in the library about the life you are talking about and I guess the main question I have is how much of it do you want. Do you want just the control, do you want the mental aspect, what. And how much research have you done?”
Harry smirked at his last question and he could see Hermione getting a little red in the cheeks as he was taking.
Hermione sighed “well to answer your last question first I have done a fair bit of reading in whatever books I could find and online over the last few summers to try and understand myself and my thoughts, and in all honesty I think… no I know I want it all. To some people it seems to be just a game yet to me it’s a dream”
Harry cocked an eyebrow, “you want it all, you want to be told what to do, what to wear, who you can talk to,”
Harry watched as Hermione seemed to melt into the couch as he spoke.
“Yes… all that and more!” she purred.
“You want to be degraded, treated like an object made to submit fully to another person… is that what you want?” he questioned
“Fuck YES…”
Hermione’s eyes were closed her voice getting deeper and more drawn and it was becoming obvious that the thoughts the conversation was bringing into her mind were doing interesting things to her.
Harry stood walked over to stand in front of Hermione and crouched down to bring their eyes level and he gently asked her “Hermione… do you trust me?”
Her eyes snapped open and she looked at Harry, “of course I trust you… I trust you with my life” she stated her voice back to normal and an intense look in her eyes.
“Hermione… you have been worried about me for the last few weeks, yes I noticed but I didn’t want to tell you what I was doing. I spent a good part of the summer trying to sort out my thoughts and feelings about you and Ginny then at number twelve when we talked you threw me for a bit of a loop with your declaration about what you wanted. However one of the things I know is that I love you; honestly I have for a few years now but only just realized what it all was.”
Harry took a deep breath “I have been thinking about this since we talked, and have spent the last few weeks trying to research exactly what this is all about… all the stuff I have read has been really interesting and while I don’t think I will ever understand why you feel this way or the need to submit in general I have to admit that the thought about being in control like the books describe is one that has caused me to have some very interesting reactions. will you let me try to be the someone that you need.”
Her eyes widened and she looked deep into his eyes not quite knowing what she was looking for and she smiled when she found the green globes to be full of love and hope tinged with a determination she had never seen before. “Are you sure Harry…? I mean … I hoped it could be but I didn’t dare dream!”
Smiling back at her Harry replied, “I'm sure love… I'm sure”
Hermione slipped off the couch onto her knees in front of Harry her eyes downcast and her forehead touching the center of his chest,
“In that case...” Hermione shuddered taking a deep breath “I'm yours… yours to do with as you please!”
Harry smiled reaching out with his hand he trailed the finger tips up the front of Hermione’s robe brushing up across her breast to gently cup under her chin as she shivered with the light contact. lifting her face he lowered his lips to graze across hers after a few long seconds of contact his tongue reached out and sought entry into her mouth and for a moment there tongues met. Breaking away from her he sat back on the couch and looked at her kneeling on the floor looking at him her eyes full of longing, “Well then… we will take this slow and learn as we go. Is that ok with you my love.”
“Yes Harry.”
“Ok well first things. Let’s see what you have been hiding under those school robes. I want you to strip and come and kneel in front of me.”
Hermione shuddered, this was the moment of truth she knew deep down she wanted this and with Harry gods that was the best part if she could follow the first command and submit to his will now it would all be ok. Standing she reached for the bottom of her robe and started to remove it while she moved to stand in front of him “Yes Master”
~*~
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