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The Heritage - Chapter 32
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A/N: Warning: Rape scene at the beginning of this chapter
A/N: Scene from the last chapter.
"You saw what happened with Albus, Severus. Don't let that happen with you. As I said, you have less then an hour to get your stuff and leave the castle," repeated McGonagall again. She looked shortly at Snape before she continued.

"In all the years we worked together I can say that I never liked you," she said. "I am under the impression that that feeling is mutual. But I never wished that you would be fired from your position in this way, but that is exactly what happened. You can't say that you were never been warned, because many times I told you that your behavior was not acceptable as a professor in Hogwarts, but you always managed to continue manipulating the students. Now it is too late, and you have made too many enemies, and one of your enemies is powerful enough to remove you from your job at Hogwarts. I wish you a good life, Severus and goodbye," McGonagall said, and left the dungeons quickly.

Snape said nothing, and stared at his finished Marissa potion. The Dark Lord would not be pleased to hear this news when he would report back, and he started to sweat for the first time in years.

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Ron Weasley stared at the blank walls of his cell. He did not regret what he tried to do in the Wizengamot, but he regretted that he had not managed to hurt Potter. Potter had stolen his sister, and the fiancée of Bill, he managed to become even richer, and to destroy his family. Potter managed to make his mother cry and receive even more fame. He managed to become headmaster of Hogwarts ... for Merlin's sake ... when is Potter satisfied with what he already has? It seemed never, he was obviously not satisfied with all of that, and he also stole his girl!

Hermione, the girl of his dreams ... the girl Ron always had fantasized at night ... and lately during the day ... she would be the one who would lay next to him in bed ... she was the one who he would marry, she was the one he always dreamed about.

It all began with Natalie MacDonald last December. By that time Ron had, had many wet dreams about his bushy best friend, but he didn't have the courage to ask her out. And at that time that was not the only thing he was interested in. He was longing for her, to touch her body, to look at her breasts, her arse and her long legs. He was fantasizing about her body, and his dreams were full with a good looking sexy young woman doing wicked things with his cock. And there was his problem, he had no idea how Hermione looked like beneath those wide formless black robes that she always wore. That Hermione had a female form with breasts he knew from last summer when she visited him at the Burrow, but what was under that blouse he had no idea.

He knew what breasts looked like, because he saw them before. Two summers back home he surprised his sister in the bathroom. He was not aware that anyone was there when he stormed into the bathroom to use the toilet, and he did not pay attention until he heard his sister screaming. He looked up, and he saw his naked sister standing under the shower with a very red face, screeching to leave the bathroom immediately. He could not help but to look closely at her body ... she was already developing a nice set of breasts ... and hair on her pussy. He licked his lips when he thought back at that sight. That was a big surprise, because he did not consider one moment that his sister would grow up looking like that.

Many nights he was thinking about that shocking moment, and he could not deny the fact that he liked what he saw. Then those thoughts led to the question of what Hermione looked like without clothing and that thought was almost always on his mind when he thought at her. Last summer when Hermione had visited him at the Burrow and he had been thinking about ways to look into the bathroom when she was having her shower. He knew that it was impossible to create a hole in the wall, because the twins would notice immediately; so he was looking for other ways to look at her naked, but Ron had no idea how he would be able to do that.

Months had passed, but his feelings did not change ... they became even stronger! Ron had serious problems concentrating on his school work when Hermione was nearby. He had constantly an enormous erection when he saw her, and he wanted her so bad. It never occurred to him to ask her out, or do something nice to her. He never even considered flirting with her, like Seamus and Dean did with all the girls they could see. But the idea of the hole was a good idea, and Ron was continuously thinking about ways to see Hermione naked. And suddenly, thanks to Natalie MacDonald, he got the idea.

Natalie MacDonald had gotten the password for the prefect bathroom and she took baths there regularly. Ron noticed, because one afternoon several days before Christmas he saw her slipping into the Prefect bathroom. Ron was at that time standing in front of the prefect bathroom, not sure what to do. Should he report Natalie MacDonald or should he say nothing, and suddenly he got the idea. Hermione visited that prefect bathroom as well! Suddenly he was smirking ... that was it! The answer of his searching for ways to look at Hermione without clothing!

Ron waited ten minutes and whispered the password. He knew the password for this prefect bathroom from Harry, who got it from Hermione. The door of the prefect bathroom opened soundlessly and he entered the bathroom. The door closed behind his back and he stood in the corridor of the bathroom. He felt his excitement growing, knowing that a girl was having a bath and he was standing closely to her ... only the wall separated him and a naked girl! Even that the girl was not Hermione, it was a naked girl.

Slowly and soundlessly he moved through the corridor, until he reached the dressing cabins. To his right was the entrance of the bathroom it self, where he heard the water splashing ... someone was in the large pool ... Natalie MacDonald was taking a bath!

Ron lowered himself to the ground and carefully looked into the bathroom with the pool. There she was ... she was sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet in the water ... and yesssssssssssssss ... she was naked! Natalie did not have big breasts ... similar as his sister's ... from what he could remember from that summer.

But her breasts looked quite like a handful ... he nipples were erected and Ron felt his erection growing ... her long black hair was spread all over her upper body ... partly covering her white and pale breasts. He looked lower, and he saw her pussy ... black fur between her legs, her belly was flat ... oh Merlin ... she looked good. Natalie seemed to be deep in thought, because she was looking dreamily into the pool, and Ron dropped his trousers and started to play with his cock. He was looking intently at her black furred pussy, and Ron was licking his lips ... he cock was bigger then it ever was.

Suddenly he had an idea, and he smiled widely. He really wanted to fuck that girl, and he knew exactly how he would do that. Ron pulled back from the bathroom door and undressed himself quickly until he was naked. Then he looked for Natalie's clothing, and he found it on a chair in one of the dressing cabins. He took her shirt, and wrapped it around his face ... only his eyes were visible. Natalie would never recognize him in this way, he thought. He moved back to the bathroom, and he saw that Natalie was standing in the pool. Natalie's back was towards him ... perfect ... she would never see him approaching!

Slowly and quietly he walked into the bathroom and slipped into the pool. He could see that Natalie was shampooing her long dark hair and Ron couldn't believe his luck. Slowly he approached the girl until he could touch her. She looked amazing, and her arse looked very shapely. Ron moved very close to the girl, who was still not aware of anything ... her hair and face was full with shampoo and her eyes were closed. Suddenly the girl felt hands on her breasts, and she was pulled forcefully against a body and she shrieked. The fear and horror was clear in her scream!

One hand moved swiftly between her legs holding her pussy, while the other hand squeezed her left breast painfully, and she could hear somebody breathing heavenly in her ears ... a naked body was pressed against hers and she could feel something pressing painfully against her lower back. Natalie MacDonald could not help then to scream as hard as she could, her eyes wide open and immediately started to string because of the shampoo.

Ron had Natalie's pussy firmly in his right hand, her breast in his left hand, and his cock was pressing against her lower back. This was amazing ... those breasts felt so soft, and that pussy felt wonderful ... soft fur and he stuck his fingers between her legs ... trying to find the hole of her vagina. The girl started to wrestle and struggle to get free and he tightened his hold on the screaming girl. Natalie was screaming ... Ron released her breast and hit the girl on her head with all his power... and the screaming stopped immediately. He grabbed her breasts again with one hand, but he did not release her pussy.

Natalie MacDonald started to fearfully shake, she understood that a man was standing behind her, holding one of her breasts and another hand had pussy firmly, and that man was much stronger than her. She could not think ... she had no idea what she must do ... how could she escape ... she knew that nobody could hear her screaming, because the prefect bathroom was sound proof. Her head hurt, her eyes were stinging and she was paralyzed. She felt fingers entering her vagina and she tried to move away from them by bending her hips sideward ... and she was immediately punished by another hit on her head.

Those fingers penetrated her pussy, and suddenly she was horrified to realize that thing she felt pressing against her lower back was a penis. She screamed again in horror and desperation and again she was rewarded by a punch on her head ... she became dizzy.

Suddenly the person behind her released her breast and she felt the hand on her back ... he was pushing her down ... she was forced to bend over and her arse was sticking out ... she felt something against the opening of her vagina ... and she screamed again ... oh Merlin ... she was being raped! Two hands were holding her hips and she felt his penis penetrating her vagina with great force and she wailed of misery ... a sharp pain tore through her body when the penis forcefully penetrated her pussy ... she could feel her virginity break ... the pain was terrible.

She felt the penis moving in and out of her vagina, and she was crying ... but was absolute powerless to do anything against the violence ... she could hear the man breathing heavenly behind her near her ears ... his body forced her to bow over and she could not drop her self into the water, because of the firm grip he had on her hips. Suddenly he heard a grunt from the man behind her, and she felt something warm deep in her vagina. Oh Merlin, he was going to make her pregnant!

Suddenly it was all over ... he removed his penis out of her sour pussy, released her hips and she felt again a hit on her head ... she almost fainted ... she felt her self being dragged towards the edge of the pool and being dropped face down on the edge, hurting her forehead on the stones. The she heard splashing of the water like someone was moving quickly through the water. Hastily footsteps sounded towards the exit of the prefect's bathroom, some rushing of clothing and then quietness.

Ron Weasley was behaving himself very carefully the days after the rape. He noticed the absence of Natalie MacDonald, but nothing was being said about that. Rumors were that she became ill and returned home. He remembered that Natalie MacDonald returned to the castle at the end of February. She never spoke a word to any of her girlfriends or anyone else since that time.

Ron monitored from that time the prefect bathroom, and especially Hermione. He wanted to wait until Hermione went to the bathroom, and when he could catch her like that, he would fuck Hermione. But that moment never came! He never could see that Hermione went to take a bath in the prefect bathroom. Even when he sometimes tried to ask Hermione if she was using the bathroom, she never answered him. She was always looking intently at him when he hinted on her use of the bathroom. Ron became a little scared because of that, and decided to keep his mouth shut.

Ron sighed. Now he was sitting in this damned cell, waiting for his trial. Yesterday evening a medi wizard came to talk to him. That man told him that they thought that he was over-stressed and that he might be not responsible for his behavior. Ron was thinking about that. He knew that he would have problems with the Aurors and that he might be go to jail, but if he would be able to play crazy, he would get away with this joke and try again. He smirked ... if that would be possible ... the next time he would see Potter, he simply would AK him and get it over with.

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Tom Marvolo Riddle was looking pleased at his messenger. Here was the Death Eater who was chosen by his fellow Death Eaters to bring the message he thought to be bad news. But in fact it was very good news.

He had two worthy opponents at the moment; Dumbledore and Potter. Dumbledore was able to put him out of his game and he himself had some problems with his magic. Since the debacle during the department of Mysteries fight to retrieve the Prophecy at the Ministry building, he had problems with controlling his magic. Tom knew that this was caused by of his attempt to control the Potter brat, and in the strange way the brat was able to kick him forcefully out of his sloppy mind. Tom still did not understand fully how Potter was able to do that, but it left Tom with depleted magical reserves. Over the weeks following the debacle he had been recovering nicely and with some additional rituals he was able to recover his lost strength.

But lately he was being plagued by nightmares of the most terrible kind. A terrible woman appeared in his dream who was forcefully raping him! He, Tom Marvolo Riddle, AKA Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Lord and wizard all times, the most talented Master Occlumens in the world, was being plagued by wet dreams. If anyone ever would find out, then he would lose face in the world of magic and outside.

Those dreams were keeping him up all the night. The first time that the dreadful woman appeared in his dream was two days ago. What made the woman terrible was her smile. She was smiling at him sweetly, and she came towards him ... while he could not move ... not act or speak ... the damned woman tore his cloak from his body, touched what was left of his cock, and placed it in her vagina and forced him to move. She was fucking him ... instead he was fucking her. He could not help to have an erection and the magic of that woman was taking care of the rest.

Since his rebirth he had never experienced an erection, not even when those naked muggle women were licking him. The most terrible experience of the dream was when he came in ecstasy ... instead of giving him relief; it gave him a feeling drainage. It took him hours to recover after the dream.

Last night it was exactly the same ... the woman forced him to fuck her, and it left him drained to the bone. Tom Marvolo Riddle did not believe in the old stories of the medieval legends, but that woman did almost look like a Succubus. He smirked ... he could not believe that a creature like the Succubus was fucking him empty, because he knew that he was much more powerful then a Succubus. But what was that woman doing in his dream and why was he so drained?

He suspected that the drainage came because of the intensity of his organism ... he remembered the draining and fuzzy feeling after an intense organism many years ago during the first war. That drainage did not last long, because after two or three hours he felt fine again, except for a terrible headache and the lack of sleep.

Voldemort was looking at the shuddering messenger in front of him. The messenger still stood there because he Voldemort had not given any permission to leave and his Death Eaters knew that they were not allowed to move without his approval. Voldemort nodded to the messenger.

"Go"

The man bowed deeply and walked backward towards the end of the throne hall. He disappeared in the far exit and Voldemort was thoughtfully looking at the spot where the messenger stood a minute ago.

Dumbledore is out of the way, that is good news. Potter seems to have a lot of fiancées and slaves ... also good. Those slaves might spoil the golden boy and get him to become dark ... and maybe the Ministry would see some reason to lock the boy into Azkaban.

Voldemort smirked evilly.

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Minerva McGonagall was having tea at her office. In front of her sat her friend and colleague for many years Rolanda Hooch. Rolanda was in a very good mood, such a good mood that it irritated Minerva to the extreme. Minerva's lips pursed together in a very obvious sign of irritation, and Rolanda Hooch noticed her expression, and laughed.

"Oh Minerva, don't look like an old plum, it does not suit you," laughed Rolanda. Minerva huffed, but she said nothing.

Rolanda grinned. "I know what is bordering you," she said. "What is bordering you is a certain young man with the name Harry Potter. I can tell you can't sleep, it eats you from the inside and you are wondering what is going to happen. Today is the wedding day, where you and I need to be, because the first marriage takes place between him and that Chinese girl Su Li. Am I right so far?" asked a very amused Rolanda Hooch.

"You are wrong," said Minerva. "Wrong on all accounts, except that we need to be present at both marriages," she said. Her expression did not change and she was still looking irritated to her girlfriend for so many years ... maybe too many years. For some time now she had the feeling that she needed to move on, and not being struck in a place like Hogwarts, otherwise things might get complicated. Well, it had happened ... she waited too long and things got complicated beyond imagination.

"I can tell that something is wrong, Minerva. Tell me what it is, because the telling makes your heart lighter and your burden easier to carry," Rolanda said. She realized that her girlfriend for many years had a serious problem, because she had never acted like this before ... well ... not totally true, she acted the same after her husband died.

"Well, Rolanda ... what I am going to tell you will shock you beyond belief," Minerva said, and she waited for the reaction of Rolanda. Rolanda looked unbelievingly at Minerva and she shook slowly her head.

"I don't think so, Minerva," Rolanda said, her eyes narrowing. "Tell me what it is, and I guarantee you that I will not be shocked and I will understand what ever it is."

Minerva looked at Rolanda, who had her teacup still in her hand, waiting for her answer, and a small smile crept on her face. Rolanda eyes widened a bit, because she knew something was coming, and she became wary.

"I'm having an affair for many years already with Filius Flitwick," Minerva said.

Rolanda mouth fell open and she dropped the teacup, which shattered into many small pieces on the table, spilling the tea on the desk of Minerva McGonagall. Minerva grimaced. "I told you," she said.

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Harry Potter was still in bed, and he felt rested again. After his return from the where ever he was with the fight with Lilith, he was thinking things through. Today was the first day of his many marriages. Su Li, who was going to be prepared today at twelve at her parent's home, and Thea Zabini, who was being prepared, after Su, in the castle by her mother Sebena and her sisters Pertine and Blaise Zabini.

Harry winced when he thought back about the battle with Lilith and her daughters. When Lilith left, he was totally alone in the what ever the place was. He saw the blood and the body parts and he grimaced. He felt becoming sick, the violent need to throw up became dominant and that was what he did, throwing up everything he had eaten that day and Merlin knows what more, until his stomach was empty, and still he continued being sick.

Suddenly he saw something, which froze him in place. He saw the head of a creature ... that was the head of the Hybrid! How in Merlin's name is that possible! He remembered that one of the succubi hurt him terrible, and after some moments he became conscious again ... but he did not realized that the bitch cut his head off! Like his arm, it grew back ... his body regenerated it self again! Harry was so surprised that he sat on the floor in the middle of the blood and gore, and could not help to stare at the severed head. It was ugly; he remembered thinking ... so ugly.

When Harry returned into his bed, the first thing what he did was jumping into the bathroom and took a very hot bath ... he sat there for hours thinking about the succubi and Lilith, and what she could do against Voldemort. He wanted to know what she was doing to that bastard, and he wanted to have her reports how that monster was suffering. It was time for a bit of payback, Harry felt. What Voldemort did to him last year, must be paid back with a lot of interest. Harry knew when a person was deprived of sleep; he would be a very bad person to be with. Hopefully Voldemort would kill off his own Death Eaters, and Harry smirked.

That would be appropriate. The memories he had from hell was haunting him ... such place truly existed ... unbelievingly it was, Dante's hell existed ... only the reality was even worse. He realized that Magic was much more then he and others in this world could even imagine. Someone or something designed all that magic and put down all the rules and laws. He had learned from the Wizengamot that magical laws could be created or redesigned, and the magic, which implemented that law, was adjusted accordingly without any effort of anybody. The only thing it took was making a decision by the rightful authorities and the magic was adjusted.

His attention went back to the things for today. The day supposed to begin with the exercises with all his fiancées in the castle and his slaves. Tomorrow he would get the sisters Black from their castle and deal with them. If needed, he would kill them on the spot. But this depended on what the intent was of the witches. If the previous behavior of Narcissa Black was an indication, he did not see not much hope for them.

And that brought him to an other thought. How in Merlin's name did he think about killing other people? If he was honest with himself, killing those demons was something he did not regret. It was killing them before they would kill him. And if he understood it right, he was killed ... and came back alive or something like that. He clearly remembered to see the head of his Hybrid for laying on the floor in this dream! He wondered if he could die in the dream ... but then he thought back about those demons ... they were killed ... so he assumed that he could be killed as well!

Coming back to the sisters Black, what shall he do with them? Send them to an other castle? Sell them to someone else? Because they are slaves, and he could do with them as he pleased, according the law ... magical law. There was no way in hell that he would marry those bitches, no way in the world, he would rather see them burning in hell next to the husband of Lilith. He smirked ... but still had no idea what to do with them.

He sighed. Harry cast a spell to see the time ... it was only four am and time enough before he must start this dreadful day ... the day that he would marry. Suddenly the thought that Su Li would survive and not being possessed by those demons was something which made him feel much better. It was worth the trouble, he thought. Marrying means weddings, and weddings means wedding nights, and a wedding night means having fun with his wives. He would marry two of them at the same day, and two women in his bed.

Thea Zabini was a very nice, fresh and a bit young looking young woman, and what he remembered of her, she was quite tall for a girl, and what he could remember of looking at her legs, she promised to have nice, long and shapely legs. It was totally different with Su Li. She was much smaller, and her leverage was also much smaller, especially her chest ... smaller then from Thea Zabini, but her hips and arse were looking much shapelier then from Thea.

He thought about the behind of Thea, and he felt himself already stirring. Where were his girls, when he needed one? He was very horny, he could definitely have a nice good looking Pansy or Hermione or a hot headed redhead like Ginny at the moment, or maybe all of them. Maybe he could lay all three girls on his large bed, one next to the other, all of them naked, and he would lay on the first one, stick his cock in the first pussy and fuck her into delirium, then move to the other one and fuck her too, until he finished all the girls and start over again.

He grimaced.

Then he would take each girl, and placed them on their bellies, and lift up their hips, so they would half kneel on their knees with their arse up into the air. Then he would start all over, he would stick his cock from behind them into the pussy of the first one and slowly fuck her into ecstasy, slowly and easily. While fucking her slowly from behind, he would have full access to her breasts, which he would massage tenderly, teasing its nipples, and squeezing it slightly ... then he would increase the tempo of his fuck, pulling his cock almost out of her pussy and with great force pushing it back in, and then only speeding his tempo up until she would come in full violence, screaming out in pleasure and quiver of pleasure.

He grimaced more and moaned. So many girls here nearby and he was here on bed only fantasizing.

Then he would take Lavender, Hannah and Susan in bed, and then there are six of them. He would lie on his back, take Hannah and lay her on his chest, so he could eat her pussy and squeeze her tits, teasing and pulling her erect nipples, while Susan would sit on his cock and ride him slowly. She would slowly lower her self on his cock, surrounding it with her lustrous flesh, and slowly let him burry himself into her warm depth. Then he would move his hand between the legs of Lavender, and rub her clit, her lower lips and spread her folds and make her ready ... rubbing her clit with his thumb, faster and faster until she would come with vigor, while Susan was riding him wildly like he was a horse, and he was sucking the pussy of Hannah with everything he got.

Harry sighed again. Damn ... damn.

Then he would banish the girls with a wave of his hand and get Luna Lovegood in his bed. He would tear her clothes from her body, until she was naked. He would examine every centimeter of her body, and start with her breasts, especially her nipples. For some unknown reason he always thought about her nipples when he looked at her. That would make him blushing like a virgin he was some weeks ago, but it was now more exciting for him more then ever. He would work on her nipple to make it come out of its folds, and make it erect and stand straight in front of his nose. He would take her nipple in his mouth and suck on it like it was a lollypop.

Those amazing pink nipples of Lovegood, big and tight nipples, he would suck them until they would become red ... and he would cover the nipples with cream, which he would lick slowly, he would pay more attention on her birth mark in the form of a question mark on her right breast. Then he would cover it with butterfly kisses, slowly and wet, covering her breasts with ice cream, making goosebumps appear everywhere, and he would lick the ice cream away, and her lovely tits would shudder of the different signals of cold, warmth and wetness of his tongue. Then he would cover her breasts with his hands, and hold her tits tightly, he would place his cock between the two mounts of flesh, and fuck her tits. He would push her tits to cover his cock, and he would pull on her nipples firmly, while fucking her fast. And then he would come ... covering her face with his cum.

Merlin's ball, he was horny, and they day had not even started, all devils on a row, he could fuck the whole damn world!

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The clerk of the Ministry had arrived and was waiting in the formal ballroom of castle Gryffindor. The house elves kept the old man occupied with the finest sherry they could find, and the man personally was fine. The clerk was available the whole day for his duties, he said, and with the sherry and port available, there was no way he would leave the castle before his job was done or the sherry and port was finished, which was very unlikely.

Harry grimaced. He was still so unbelievingly horny, and his burning stares at his girls surrounding him was very noticeable for all present in the entrance hall of the castle, where they were waiting for the entourage from the Li family to come.

Remus was standing next to Harry, and with his enhanced senses, he could smell the intent of Harry. He was also aware that all the girls surrounding Harry were also aware of that fact, and he could see clearly the signs of the girls. They were horny as well! Remus' eyebrows went up ... he could hardly imagine what it must be for Harry at the moment, because all the girls truly looked amazing and very sexy.

The Lovegood stood next to him, and she was staring fixedly at Harry. Her eyes didn't seem to move, and she stared fixedly at his face. Harry, who was looking expectantly at the door of the entrance hall, became aware that someone was looking at him. Luna smiled slowly and knowingly and moved to Harry. She stood in front of him now, and she leaned into the black haired boy, her hands behind her back.

Luna was dressed in a beautiful white gown, tight at her hips and falling down in waves to the ground, her breasts were pushing the silk material of her gown to its full extent, and Harry had a great view of her breasts. She did not seem to wear any bra, and Harry swallowed. He felt his cock only growing, and he started to feel very uncomfortable in his trousers. Luna leaned against Harry, and her hands were still behind her back ... she grabbed his cock ... straight over the material of his trousers, and Harry winced, because the material of his trousers were now also stretched to its maximum extent.

Luna grabbed his cock and started to move her hands ... faster and faster, and Harry moaned. He moved his face closely to her ear.

"What are you doing, Luna?" Harry did not move away, and let her continue wanking him off. Luna was smiling, but said nothing. Suddenly she stopped and Harry felt that she pulled the zipper of his trousers down, her hand went into his trouser and pulled down his underpants ... now she grabbed his cock and began wanking him off in earnest. It was very hard to keep his face neutral, while Luna was wanking him ... he felt his excitement rise and he was not sure if that would be a good idea. He grabbed her hands, and stopped her. Damn the whole wedding, he wanted to have his release.

Harry grabbed Luna's shoulders and turned her around so he could face her. "Luna, god damned, what are you doing to me," he hissed.

Luna was looking innocently. "Nothing special, Harry, you are horny and I only want to help you to find some release," she said.

Harry huffed, and mindfull of the zipper teeth put himself back in, and then grabbed her hand; and moved quickly out of the entrance hall, dragging Luna with him. Before he left, he looked briefly at Hermione. "Warn me when they come," he growled. Harry walked quickly into the corridor and looked for the bathroom next to the door of the entrance hall. He found the bathroom, and he entered it, dragging Luna with him. He slammed the door close and turned to Luna. He grabbed her face and kissed her forcefully straight on the mouth, his tongue demanded instant access. She complied immediately, and their tongues were playing cat and mouse in their open mouths, and Luna's hands started to run along the large swelling between Harry's legs. Harry moaned, he grabbed the bottom part of her beautiful dress and lifted it up, what he saw froze him on the spot and his eyebrows disappeared in his hairline ... she was not wearing any knickers and the second impression he got was that she shaved her pussy. He growled again, and Luna unbuttoned his trousers, and pulled the pants down.

He grabbed the hips of the girl, and lifted her up and placed her on the large table with mirror on the wall; her dress was pulled up as much as possible. His cock, which was free now, jumped up like it had a life on its own, and Luna grabbed it and forced it between her legs.

"I want you to fuck me," she whispered. "And be fast, because your bride is going to come very soon!"

Harry grimaced, and he truly did not give a damn about any bride at the moment, he wanted to fuck anything, anyone so much, and he growled again. He looked down at Luna, and he saw her hips with her wide open legs, her bald pussy clearly visible ... her folds visible and glimmering of wetness and his cock pointed to her opening.

"Come to me, you little man, "whispered Luna to his cock ... like it was a little boy.

Harry grabbed her tits through the material of the gown, and he moaned again. Those tits of hers were the subject of many of his wet dreams, and Harry pushed his cock straight into her wet pussy. He felt her entrance widen because of his forceful entrance, and Luna grasped. He could not care at the moment that he would hurt her, because he was driven by desire so great, he could not think clearly anymore. He pushed more and he felt his cock penetrating her. He pulled back slowly and pushed again ... he felt her virginity break, and pulled again out and pushed again ... he moved his hands to her naked arse and squeezed. Luna gasped again, but this time of pleasure.

"Fuck me hard, Harry. I want that you fuck me hard, RIGHT NOW!" she screamed.

Harry began fucking Luna in earnest, big strokes in and out of her pussy, and he felt that Luna became more wet then ever, his cock went in her pussy more smoothly, and he felt Luna making wild movements, her mouth open, eyes wide, and she kissed him hard on his lips. He could feel the taste of blood, and that made him more excited and he was fucking her with everything he got.

He heard someone knocking loudly at the bathroom door.

"They are coming", Hermione's voice came from the other side of the door.

"Oh shit," moaned Harry in Luna's mouth.

"Fuck me harder," screamed Luna. "FAST!"

Harry doubled his efforts and fucked Luna as fast and hard as he could. He felt the walls of Luna's vagina contracting around his cock and he lost it there. Harry roared in pleasure together with the screams of pleasure of Luna, he emptied himself wave after wave in Luna's womb ... it did not seem to stop! His release seemed to take forever ... wave after wave his cum was exploding in Luna's pussy, and Luna was almost fainting.

Behind their back the door opened and a wide eyed Hermione looked at the fucking couple, who were surrounded by a bright unearthly light surrounding them both when they were both in their release and ecstasy. Hermione shuddered ... either the sex was so good, or something strange was happening here.

At last Harry was spent ... he leaned his upper body against Luna for a moment ... she was breathing heavily, and he sighed.

"That was heavenly," whispered Harry in Luna's ear.

"That was a nice breakfast," whispered Luna back. "Now you need to welcome your bride, Harry," Luna said louder. Harry nodded, and pulled his still erect cock out of Luna's pussy. He pulled his trousers up from his knees and turned.

"Well, hello Hermione. Did you enjoy the show?" Harry said grinning.

Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but could not think anything to say ... she was speechless. Harry grinned. He held out his hand for Luna to grab, she took it, jumped on the floor and started to rearrange her dress, all the time looking fixedly at Hermione.

Hermione was only looking dumbstruck at the couple, and sighed.

"Your bride is reached the borders of the castle estates, Harry. She will be here within ten minutes, because they travel in a large procession with many cars. I think she took her whole family with her. You need to be at the entrance to welcome her and her parents," Hermione said huskily.

Harry went to the door, and grabbed Hermione's arm tenderly.

"Thank you, Hermione. I appreciate it," he said, and he kissed her lips softly. Shall I take you the next time to the bathroom?" Harry asked cheekily.

Harry expected that Hermione would explode with his words, but to his surprise she looked at him almost longingly, he thought. He looked more closely at Hermione in surprise, and Hermione laughed softly.

"Maybe," she whispered to Harry, and she walked towards the direction of the entrance hall. Hermione was wearing a muggle dress ... very form fitting and he felt himself stirring again.

"Damn it, Hermione!" he exclaimed.

Hermione looked surprised back.

"Next time dress something less ... sexy," he whispered, but Hermione only smiled, and continue walking swaying her hips, her face enlightened with a broad grin. She knew that Harry was following her arse.

Harry and Luna entered the entrance hall quietly, but all girls noticed. Remus was looking at the flustered face of Harry and he smiled. Luna was something else. Something had changed ... she was looking very satisfied and happy, and her normal ethereal expression on her face was totally gone now ... and replaced by something else ... something euphoric. Remus looked at Harry again ... the only difference he saw between the Harry who left with Luna in a hurry and this Harry was that he had looked flustered. He did not see the reaction of the girls around him, because they were all studying Harry very carefully.

Remus grimaced. He had it easier then himself. He, as a werewolf had also great sexual needs, and Harry obvious had a great collection to choose from ... while he himself was living a life as a Muggle monk. He sighed.

Harry looked through the open doors of the entrance hall, he could feel the eyes of all his women on him, and it made him blush even more. The sex was great, and the reaction of Hermione was even greater, and it promised something very nice for the future.

In the distance he saw the row of cars approaching the castle. In front of the cars he saw and heard the music of a little band, behind the band was a white sedan, followed by several black ones. He assumed that Su Li and her parents were in the first sedan, and the rest of her family was sitting in the following cars. They were about five hundred meters away from the castle, and Harry walked through the entrance and towards the approaching music band ... he stopped and waited.

The music band slowly marched towards Harry, and stopped fifteen meters from Harry, still playing. There were twenty men playing all kind of musical instruments ... a harp, a zither ... some strange kind of guitars, a floating piano, several lutes, a two stringed fiddle, strange looking bamboo flutes, and at the end of the band was a man with rack of about hundred bronze bells. Harry was amazed ... he never saw something like that and a wide smile was plastered on his face.

The musicians were aware of Harry's delight and they started a newer and faster tune. In the mean while, the procession behind the band came to a stop, but nobody left the cars ... they all seem to wait until the band was finished playing.
At last the band fell quiet and they were looking expectantly at the sedans. The backdoor of the white sedan opened, and Harry hastened towards the car. He saw a piece of red clothing, and he assumed that Su was sitting there, waiting for him to help her out.

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