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Laugh and the world laughs with you;

Weep, and you weep alone.

For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,

But has trouble enough of its own.

Harry is on his way back to Hogwarts, and he has change massively since his last visit to the school.

Harry approached Ron's room, but as he raised his hand to knock, he thought better of it. He'd ask him on the train where he could be sure there weren't any listening charms and if there were, he'd be able to dismantle them without setting off an alarm. If Ron accepted his proposal, he would offer Ron his mother and someone of his choosing at school. However if he denied, he would be tortured and 'tragically' killed in a freak 'accident'. He shunted out of the Burrow and into his beach house.

He walked down the corridor and to his delight he saw Evangaline and Astoria violently scissoring each other. The instant they say him they stopped. He walked forward and unzipped his pants, before jamming his dick into Evangaline's mouth. Instantly, she started to Bob her head up and down his pole, before leaning forward, taking the whole length down her tight throat into an amazing deepthroat. She hummed slightly and bobbed her head up and down, still with his cock lodged in her throat.

"Astoria," Harry gasped in pleasure "Go back to Greengrass Manor, you need to get on the Hogwarts express tomorrow." Harry then added as an afterthought, "Also, you both obey Daphne as you do me, unless her order contradicts mine in which case you explain this to her."

Evangaline started to speed up her bobbing, becoming impossible to ignore as her hot wet mouth glided around his cock. He grunted before pulling out, and jizzing in a dog bowl next to her.

"Drink up." Harry hissed smacking the bars with a clang!

Astoria vanishes as Harry shunts her, whilst Evangaline looks down submissively and starts to lick his glorious cum out the metal bowl.

"Out the cage." He ordered, and stared at her arse as she crawled out and towards him.

Without waiting for permission he buried himself inside her in one, quick plunge. Harry was surprised at just how tight her pussy was, and he drew all the way out until just the tip was inside of her, only to thrust back in. He started to grin manically as he sped up, smashing in and out of her again and again. He felt his balls swinging as his cock shot in and out of the blonde bombshell below him. She let out a loud scream of pleasure as she came, her tight wet walls contracting around the stiff, iron rod that battered away at her insides.

"OH MY STARS MASTER!" Evangaline screamed as she felt pleasure on a scale she wasn't even aware existed.

Harry slapped her arse as he pounded in and out of her. He grunted as he felt himself spill over the edge. Ropes of hot thick cum erupted from his long cock and drowned Evangaline's thirsty, desperate, quivering cunt. He pulled out and stood up, zipping himself back up. Without giving her a second glance, he looked away and walked upstairs to his bedroom. He called down to her. "Wake me up at 5'o'clock tomorrow morning!" And with that, he was gone.

Daphne gasped in shock as her sister appeared butt-naked in front of her. She chuckled slightly at the sight of her.

"Thank you Harry." She smirked before turning to Astoria. "Come here!"

Astoria crawled towards her sister and sat on her knees looking down, as submissive as a slave could get.

"Eat me out, whore." Daphne ordered, sitting down on her fathers chair and spreading her legs.

Astoria dived in between her legs and started to lick and lap at her sisters folds. She slurped inside of her and swirled the tongue around the circumference. She stroked across her clit and rubbed her tongue directly into her G-spot. Daphne squealed in pleasure and clamped her legs around Astoria's head as she came. Her clear juices washed over Astoria's face and the younger girl started to cough.

"Did I tell you to stop?" Daphne grabbed Astoria by her hair and plunged her face back into her pussy. "Get back to work."

The pair continued to fuck for little over an hour before they fainted from exhaustion.

Haary awoke at five in the morning to the amazing feeling of Evangaline's massive D-Cup tits fucking his cock. She must have been at it a while because moments later he released, coating her face in a layer of sticky warm sperm. She stuck her tongue out and as his cum dripped on her tongue she greedily gobbled it up.

"All you Greengrasses love to eat cum don't you?" Harry mused before he got up and got changed with a shrug. He shunted back to the burrow leaving her there, irrecognisable because of the amount of cum that soaked her face.

"I'm a good cum eater..." She shivered crazily as she orgasmed "I'm a good cum eater..."

Harry reappeared silently in Ron's room and lay down on the spare bed, pretending to sleep.

An hour passed until Mrs. Weasley barged into the room, waking Ron up and scaring Harry shitless. Harry was topless, and as he stood up, he noticed Mrs Weasley stared slightly before she turned and left the room with a slight pink tinge on her cheeks.

Harry turned to Ron and wrote down on a piece of paper: On the train, we need to talk.

Ron nodded and took the paper and wrote before passing it back. Mum and Dad always seem to know what music I'm listening too and whenever I swear. I think this room is charmed.

Harry nodded curtly before he found a dark grey shirt with short sleeves and pulled it on. It was about two sizes to small for him, but that was intentional. He knew he was muscular, and he wanted everyone else to know as well. Hopefully, everyone would just think it was quidditch, and not the extensive training he did almost everyday. That reminded him that he hadn't done it since he'd read Sirius's will, and cursed himself slightly. That had to be rectified immediately.

Harry and Ron walked downstairs into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl before he poured some 'Wizarding 'O's' into a bowl and started to eat. He had just finished when Ginny walked downstairs. Her mouth fell open and she blushed slightly.

"Everything ok Gin?" He asked with a smirk

"Ye-," She gulped "Yeah."

The next couple of hours were filled with helping Hermione, Ginny and Ron pack. Eventually quarter to eleven rolled around and they apparated to Platform 9 and 3/4. Ron,Hermione and Ginny walked off to find a compartment, with Ron walking a noticeable distance from Hermione. Harry pushed through the crowds and towards the middle of the train. Daphne stood out from the crowd like a rose in a field of daisies. He quickly wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into a kiss. Tracey Davis stepped back as her best-friend was pulled into a kiss by none less than Harry Potter. It didn't look like Harry Potter though. He had taste in his clothing, and his muscles stood out clearly. His hair was clipped shorter than usual and it wasn't messy. It suited him and had style. He had new glasses, modern, not circular and broken like his old ones. His skin was a light golden colour. In a word, he was hot.

Daphne gasped for breath as they broke the kiss. Harry gave her a lopsided grin and was instantly pulled back into another one. Tracey stared at her friend like she had grown a second head. She coughed slightly to no avail. Eventually she thrust her hands in between their chests and forced them apart.

"Daphne," Tracey started calmly "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!"

A couple who were walking their firstie to the train glared at her and she glared right back at them. They cowered first and looked away. Tracey turned back to the pair. Harry and Daphne were staring at each other, her arms over his shoulders whilst his were still around her waist.

"I love him Trace." Daphne said simply, not taking her eyes off him.

Tracey grabbed Daphne by the arm and yanked her away. "We need to talk." With that she was dragged off.

Harry shrugged and walked onto the train. He found the compartment with Hermione, Ginny and Ron quickly and poked his head inside. "Ron and I need to talk." He said seriously.

"What about?" Ginny was instantly curious.

"Boy stuff." Harry lied

Harry grabbed Ron by the sleeve and pulled him out into the corridor. "Let's get a compartment."

They walked until they reached the end of the train and opened the door. There were a couple of second year Hufflepuffs inside.

"Out." He said authority filling his voice. They all got up and scurried out instantly and the compartment was left empty for the two of them. Harry locked the door. He quickly silenced the room and at down.

"I need your word that everything we say stays between us." Harry's emerald eyes bored into his chocolate.

"'Course Harry." He said with a hint of confusion.

"No, I need an oath." Harry clarified.

Ron's confusion was now etched all over his face. "I Ronald Bilius Weasley hereby swear on both my life and magic not to reveal the details of this conversation to anyone."

There was a flash of light and Ron glowed golden slightly.

"Ok Ron. You know how you said that you would turn dark but don't support Voldemort?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm not a good guy. I've created a sort of third side to this war. I'm fighting both Voldemort and Dumbledore." Harry explained

"Woah... Err...That's not going to be easy Harry." Ron looked at him unsure.

"I've enslaved six women Ron." Harry looked at him cautiously "And I've raped 3 of them."

Ron's face was neither disgusted or jealous as he had expected. Instead he just stared at him, and leaned back. "You don't seem the type."

"Why are you taking this so calmly?" Harry looked at him incredulously

"Why should I believe you?"

"Why shouldn't you?" Harry challenged back. "Why would I lie?"

"I don't know," Ron admitted "Prove it."

Harry sighed "I Harry James Potter hereby swear on both my life and magic that everything I've told Ronald Weasley in this compartment is the truth." He lit up a quick lumos to prove he still had his magic, even though it would be pretty obvious if he had just dropped down dead.

Ron was unsure how to react to this news.

"I don't plan to stop either. And also, slightly related, I got married!" Harry seemed happier.

"Get out!" Ron laughed uncertainty tainting his voice. He was still unsure about the enslavment. "Who to?"

"Daphne Greengrass." Harry said simply, his face taking on a wistful look as he thought about his wife.

"But you don't even know her!" Ron's voice lowered and he leaned in "She's a Slytherin! She could sell you out to Voldemort!" He hissed quietly.

Harry laughed at his friends concern. "Ron, we've been dating since fourth year. Plus, she is firmly on my side when it comes to the war. I've checked."

"Since fourth year!" Ron practically yelled. "Why didn't I know?"

"She asked. Now Ron," Harry's voice turned serious again "I want you as my master strategist in this war. My right hand man. I need you to be comfortable with raping and enslaving women."

"You can't just ask me to be comfortable with that Harry." Ron shook his head angrily "If it ever happens, it'll take time. No offence, but your seriously fucked up. Like seriously."

"I have an offer to make you." Harry said suddenly, disguising his anger at Ron's insult. "I'm going to give you your mother. She probably knew you were getting paid with my money, and you can get back at her for using you like that." Ron didn't object immediately which Harry took as a good sign. "And pick any two girls at Hogwarts. But pick carefully. You only get two."

Ron looked like he was seriously considering it. "Any two girls?"

"Besides Hermione and Astoria Greengrass." Harry clarified. "And Daphne obviously."

"Why Hermione?" Ron asked curiously

"Because I already did." Harry was short.

"Daphne." Tracey looked at her "What's happening?"

"I love him Tracey." Daphne stared back at her coldly.

She flinched away from her unwavering gaze. "Tell me everything."

"It started after the Champions had been selected for the TriWizard tournam-" Daphne started.

"Fourth year!?" Tracey screamed disbelief etched into every corner of her face.

"Yes fourth year." Daphne snapped. "His friends had abandoned him. He told me, these things, that his muggle relatives did." Rage passed over her face briefly. "He said he was used to it. I couldn't just leave him!"

Tracey was hooked to her every word.

"I got to know him over the next few months and I started to fall in love with him. I knew it wasn't just a crush, so don't give me that." Daphne looked at her sharply as she started to open her mouth. "After the first task, I was a bit upset because I saw him making up with his friends and I thought he was just gonna drop me off like we never even knew each other."

"So you were hysterical." Tracey stated with a smirk "That's something I would pay to see. Your always so composed." She snorted slightly

"I was not hysterical." Daphne huffed

"Yes you were."

"Not."

"Don't deny it."

"Fine." Daphne crossed her arms. "I was hysterical, and I was rambling and then he just kissed me."

"What, mid-sentence?" Tracey questioned.

"Yeah." Daphne nodded.

"Damn, he must be special. You didn't even curse him?"

Daphne blushed. "No."

"Holy fuck, this man is a God. No one besides me interrupts Daphne Greengrass and gets away with it." She noticed Daphne scowl. "What?"

Daphne murmured something and blushed prettily.

"What did you say?"

"I said Daphne Potter." Daphne turned away, her entire face red.

"Oh, we all want to be Mrs Potter girl." Tracey laughed slightly but saw Daphne's blush. "Wait your serious? WHAT?!" Tracey squealed excitedly.

"What do you mean we all want to be Mrs Potter?" Daphne changed the subject and now it was Tracey's turn to blush.

"I- I mean-" Tracey stammered beet red.

"If you'll excuse me, I need to go find my husband." Daphne smirked as she walked onto the train. "Oh and Trace?"

"Yeah?"

"If you tell anyone about the way we met or that we're married I will slit your throat and dump your corpse on top of the Astronomy Tower." Daphne smiled sweetly.

Tracey gulped but nodded and returned a smile of her own as Daphne disappeared from view.

Harry walked away from the compartment that housed Hermione, Ginny and Ron. After walking him there, he walked back to the end compartment of the train and walked inside.

"Hello, handsome." Daphne smiled and kissed him.

Harry finished the kiss and smiled back at her. "Hiya there, beautiful."

Daphne locked and silenced the door before she took off her sweater, revealing her tits locked inside the silk black bra. She dumped the sweater with a smirk and started to unbutton Harry's shirt.

Harry's hands dropped down to her skinny black jeans and pushed them down her creamy thighs, stroking her legs with the tips of his fingers. He stroked the insides of her thighs and she moaned slightly.

Daphne traced her slender fingers down his toned abs and gripped the waistband of his own jeans. She tugged and the zipper came down in one movement. She grabbed the waistline of his boxers and pulled them down as well.

Harry cupped her face with one hand and continued to kiss her, the other unclipping her bra. The garment of clothing fell to the floor and Daphne's large yet perky breasts spilled out. He pushed her against the door as the train started to move and increased the ferocity of the kiss. Daphne's hands reached round and clasped together behind his neck. Harry's hands stroked over her waist and cupped her arse. He gave it a light smack before he gripped her panties and started to pull them down. As her panties descended, so did he, trailing kisses down her neck and onto her breasts. Down her slender stomach and leaving one on her bare pussy where her pubes should be.

Daphne moaned in ecstasy as her husband taught her the true meaning of euphoria. He kissed her pussy lips and then kissed his way down her thighs and legs, all the way to her feet.

One of his hands went to her chest where she recieved a rough push down onto the seat. Harry then stretched her leg out straight and started to suckle on each of her toes, looking her directly in the eye as he did so. He repeated the process for the other foot, before he started to kiss his way back up her legs until he reached her pussy again. He licked around the perimeter before he tongued the inside.

Daphne threw her head back and moaned in pleasure as Harry set to work on her. His tongue lapped at her folds twirling, and swirling and doing wonderous things to her.

"Cuuuuummmmm baaabyyyyyyy!" Harry hissed in parseltongue into her wet, warm centre.

Daphne clenched the armrest for the seat as hard as she could as Harry's tongue started to vibrate and move inside her. She had no idea what he was doing, but it was next level. She came screaming.

Harry kissed his way up further as soon as she orgasmed, his mouth reaching her breasts. He licked his way up one of the large globes and his tongue circled her nipple and flicked at it. He tried to get as much of the breast as he could into his mouth and he sucked. He then kissed his way over to her other breast and repeated the process. As he heard her moaning at his ministrations he kissed his way up to her neck where he sucked, hard. He pulled away and kissed her on the lips with a burning passion.

She moaned into his mouth as she felt his throbbing member poking her in the leg. It was so hard! She broke the kiss and stood up,whirled around and made Harry sit in the chair. She licked from his balls and up his rod to the head. When her tongue reached the spongy head of his cock, she engulfed it and started her journey back down, his dick inside her this time. She felt him hit the back of her throat and she slowly raised back up again, her tongue swirling around the shaft inside her mouth whilst she did this.

She continued to bob her head up and down on his massive cock, occasionally deepthroating him for a few seconds. She pulled off him to breathe and laughed prettily at the thick line of saliva that connected her mouth to the tip of his dick. She put her chin down to the base and this time Harry laughed slightly. His dick was bigger than her head. She licked her away back up and went straight into deepthroating. Daphne hummed continuously.

Harry groaned as his beautiful wife sucked him off. The feeling of his long cock being engulfed in a hot, wet, tight throat whilst those amazing sapphire eyes stared up at him was unmatched. As she started humming, he felt himself tip over the edge and jabbed his cock down her throat even more, causing her to wince, but her grimace quickly turned into a bubbly smile as she felt his cock spasm in her throat and delicious ropes of hot white cum painted her throat and was shot directly into her stomach. She pulled off of his cock and licked it clean before standing up and giving him a wink.

She walked over to the other side of the compartment and bent over so she was in a perfect 90 degree angle. She stroked her pussy lips with one hand and supported herself with the other. She stood up properly again and slowly walked over to Harry, her hips swaying sexily before she swung her leg over him and sat in his lap, his angry cock head jabbing her in the stomach. She leant in and kissed him roughly, before she lifted herself up and sheathed herself on him.

She gasped as his massive member invaded her in the most pleasurable way imaginable. She rose herself up slightly, before crashing back down on him. His cock grated against her insides and with a shriek she came. She rode him and kissed him and it was amazing, she couldn't get enough. Their tongues battled and his cock mashed into her, rhythmically bucking up as she rose up and down on him. Her tight cunt clung to him desperately as she rose up and down.

Their eyes were closed as they kissed, but the kiss was broken with a moan as Daphne came again. Her glorious tits bounced heavenly as she rose up and down on his meat stick, fucking herself into oblivion. He forced her pussy wider as screwed her, his fat prick squeezing through her tight inner tunnels. With a grunt, he shot his thick wad of sperm deep inside of her. He grasped Daphne and held her tight as he kept cumming and cumming, endless amounts of hot, delicious cum was fired into her and she loved it.

She dismounted him and giggled as his cum flowed out of her. Repeating what she had done at the beach house, she quickly fell to her knees and started to lick every last drop. She stretched her back into an arch as her massive boobs acted as a sweep, sweeping the cum as she licked it off the dirty floor. She looked up at him as she stood up and licked her own, massive tits clean.

"Ahhhh," Daphne moaned in delight at the now cum-less carriage. "Tasty!"

Harry smiled at her as he stood up and rubbed his dick in between her massive jugs. She took the hint and surrounded him in her sensitive breasts. She gripped the bottom of her tits and started to jerk him off with her boobs.

"Harry," Daphne panted as she continued to pleasure said man.

"Yeah baby?" Harry was lost in the pleasure of his wife's titty-fuck

"When we get to Hogwarts I wanna try something new." Daphne moaned as she came simply from serving her husband. "I wanna try anal."

"Daph, not that I'm not up for it, but it's supposed to seriously hurt you, and without meaning to brag, my cock is massive, it'll destroy you!" Harry looked at her, concern seeping through the constant doses of pleasure he was receiving.

"It is fucking huge," Daphne agreed "But I don't care, I wanna do it. Not now, but soon."

The full stop in her sentence was punctuated when Harry groaned.

"Daph, I'm gonna cum. Normally I'd jizz all over your face but we've got to get ready for school."

Daphne nodded and started to suck him off again. Her hand jerked off the half of the cock that wasn't in her mouth until he came in her mouth with massive force. She greedily gulped his cum down, not letting a single drop go to waste.

"Delicious as always. Say, if I am pregnant, that baby is enjoying her meals." Daphne panted. Harry gave her a smirk.

The pair split up to join their respective friend groups as the train neared Hogsmeade. Harry and Ron walked behind Ginny and Hermione, talking about both what the year might bring and quidditch, Harry staring at both the ass's that swayed in front of him.

As they reached the carriages, unnoticed by Ginny, Harry gave Hermione a rather large and viscous spank as she boarded. "Yo Ron?" Harry called his friend "Can you see those?"

"No," Ron told him. "But I know they're called thestrals. You can only see them if you've seen death. "

Harry nodded in understanding and climbed into the carriage, scowling as Ron pushed him slightly. The journey up to the castle was uneventful and there was little conversation. As they walked into the great hall conversation seemed to spike again as they saw Slughorn at the staff table. He looked more unhappy to be there than anyone ever had Harry suspected. A rickety three legged stool was brought out and the sorting hat was placed upon it. Mcgonagall disappeared out the main doors for a couple of minutes and when she returned there were a hundred odd first years behind her.

Harry mostly tuned himself out of the sorting and at the end of the feast didn't bother to stay down in the common room,instead going straight to bed and straight to sleep.