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The Heritage - Chapter 50
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A/N: Editor for this chapter is Dave
A/N: Scene from the last chapter.
Hermione let herself lay straight in the mud and whole her body was shaking now ... it seemed to become worse, thought Su, but what would she do now? She could go, but would that mean leaving the bookworm behind? And she was not really a bad person, that Hermione Granger. She was strange, and a bit more reserved compared by the girls, and she had challenged Su's authority over the rest of the girls ... but she was not so bad.

Su decided to follow her instinct, remembering the lesson of the 'lucky woman', who was preparing her for the marriage with a man. She told her that when Su would not know how to respond to a situation of her husband, she must simply follow her instinct, and that was what she was doing with Hermione. She let herself drop in the mud and laid next to Hermione ... one arm went over her shoulders and squeezed them.

Hermione immediately responded by grabbing Su in a clinch and was holding her body tightly against hers. Her crying stopped and they were lying in the mud tightly holding each other.

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Harry watched Zara in the corner of his eyes. The girl was watching wide eyed the final outcome of the fight between the two girls, her cheeks were red and she looked hot ... Zara pulled on her blouse ... like she wanted to get some air. Was she hot? Strange, it did not seem to be warm or hot, it was rather a bit chilly ... the weather that is.

Harry looked again at the two girls lying in the mud, comforting each other. They laid in a muddy meadow, right behind the small beach of the small lake ... the mud must be because of the water from the lake, thought Harry absentmindedly. Zara moaned next to him and he looked surprised at Zara.

"Is that all your wives are doing?" asked Zara.

"Wives?" asked Harry mystified. "What wives?"

Zara turned to Harry impatiently and she pointed to the girls.

"Those wives," she said.

"Those are not my wives," answered Harry. "Well ... only one of them, the other is a fiancée," he said.

"Only a fiancée, you say?" asked Zara mockingly.

"Yep, fiancée," replied Harry with a smirk on his face.

"And are all your fiancées and wives fighting like that?" asked Zara again, trying to hold her irritation.

"Yes ... NO! I mean ... they never do something like that!" exclaimed Harry.

Zara looked at Harry for several seconds. "You married two at the same time, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did," said Harry satisfied. "And they are amazing."

"Yeah ... for sure they are," said Zara smirking. "But what about the rest of the fiancées ... when are you marrying them?"

"Well, I'm not sure about that," stammered Harry uncertain.

"So, you are married with two wives, and you have a bunch of fiancées, but you don't know when you are marrying them," Zara summarized. She looked briefly at the two girls in the mud. "If you wait too long with marrying them, they might kill each other?" she said innocently. This was so much fun.

Harry looked unsure at Su and Hermione lying in the mud and turned back to Zara.

"It is not so bad," he said. "I've never seen any of the girls fighting ... like that."

Zara smirked. "Yeah, right!" she said unbelievingly. Suddenly she frowned and looked thoughtfully.

"What the hell!" she exclaimed and Harry looked taken aback.

"What?" Harry said.

"You are building a harem, aren't you?" said Zara flabbergasted. "You guys are living billions of years in the past!"

"I'm certainly not building any harem," said Harry irritated.

"Oh yeah, what about them?" said Zara and pointed to the two girls in the mud.

"Oh those, those are being dumped on my head, manner of speaking of course," said Harry, and waved his hand in the direction of the girls.

"Manner of speaking, heh ... and Girls were dumped on your head? Is there anything else? What about turning into the Hulk for a start?" said Zara and she turned to look at the girls. She did not expect any answer and she was focusing on the girls. What they were doing was a bit ... extra ordinary ... something very exciting ... she was becoming horny. She was thinking about all the books she had read about harems and masters, who were punishing their slaves and wives by getting them naked and punishing them with the whip and so ... wearing black tight trousers, where you can look at his crotch ...

"What Hulk?" asked Harry hotly. "I'm not a hulk!"

"And what do you call that thing you became right before you fought the soldiers?" asked Zara, hotly as well. "How do you call that?"

"Oh, that was the Hybrid," said Harry sheepishly. "If I could not turn into a Hybrid, then I would lose of course, and I only wanted to demonstrate ..."

"Hybrid, Hulk, what ever it is what you became ... it was ugly," interrupted Zara.

"Ugly!" screamed Harry, becoming red. "My Hybrid is not ugly!"

"Well, definitely not handsome," said Zara smiling. "Are you going to change into the Hulk now?"

Harry was confused. "Why should I do something ... it's not the Hulk, I told you that before. It's a Hybrid!"

"What ever," Zara said. "Different name, but still the same ugly creature."

"And it is not ugly," finished Harry more calmly.

"Who says it is not ugly? Did you look at your self when you are the Hulk?" asked Zara with her eyebrows up.

"No, of course not," said Harry.

"Of course not ... of course not ... you must be very angry before you can turn into a Hulk, isn't it?" said Zara with a little voice.

"Hybrid," said Harry absentminded.

"What ever," replied Zara with a smirk.

"I can change at will," he said.

"You can? What Hybrid are you?" she asked.

"A crossing between a Werewolf and a Vampire," Harry answered distracted.

"Those do not exist," said Zara with a smile. "You might fool one of your wives or fiancées, but not me."

Harry turned to Zara.

"And you are knowledgeable enough to make that judgment, uhm?" Harry asked calmly, his eyebrows went up, glaring at Zara.

"Of course I am," said Zara with her nose in the air. "Those are all creatures from a fairytale," she said.

"Well, for your information, you are talking to a very handsome wizard here," said Harry with huge smirk on his face. Zara snorted and Harry ignored her. "That wizard lives in a magnificent palace, and he has many queens, princesses and employees working for him, and there are Dragons, Giants, Werewolves and Vampires wandering around the world, and you are going to marry the Prince of them all, and you will be part of that fairytale you were talking about, if you like it or not," said Harry satisfied. So, that will shut her up.

Zara snorted again. "If you think to be a wizard, and those are witches," she waved her hand in the direction of the muddy meadow," why didn't they use magic then?"

Harry opened his mouth to retort, but shut it immediately. "Yeah, that was a good question, why didn't they use their wands?"

"If you two are quite finished with bickering," came a voice from behind Harry's," we would like to have your help," said Su dryly.

Harry and Zara turned and they saw both girls standing in their ragged clothing. It did not cover much from their bodies, and Harry could clearly see their breasts ... and their sexy legs ... angry red scratches were everywhere, and not to forget the bruises, contusion, black eyes and bumps.

Harry smirked; he took out his wand and waved it over the girls. The ragged clothing was replaced by blue jeans and t-shirt and he looked at Zara pointedly.

"What's magic," he smirked.

Zara looked wide eyed at the girls ... before they were wearing almost nothing, and now everything was replaced by a neat looking blue jeans and t-shirt.

"You could have fooled me," said Zara, still looking dazed at the girls.

Hermione huffed. "We want to go to the castle," she said. "I want to have proper clothing before these jeans fade."

Su was laughing, and Harry looked darkly.

"Fading?" said Zara. "Is that a trick of my mind?" she asked surprised.

"No, it is only a lousy transfiguration, which might not keep its shape for long," said Hermione dryly," looking at Harry with a smirk on her face. "When you are done with impressing this Muggle, you might help us back to the castle."

Harry frowned. "Muggle? Maybe you care to walk back to the castle at your own," drawled Harry. "What you said is hurtful, Hermione. And for Merlin's sake what were you two doing in the mud?"

Hermione looked sheepishly at Su. "Well, we had a small difference of opinion, but that is now resolved, isn't it, Su?"

Su nodded, but said nothing.

"Well, what are you doing here then?" said Harry, his eyes twinkling.

Su and Hermione looked flabbergasted at Harry, and Harry felt Zara kicking his foot, but he chose not to react.

"Come Hermione, our Master does not want to be disturbed with his new toy," she said, grabbed Hermione's elbow and turned to the castle, dragging Hermione with her.

"Why don't you help them?" asked Zara.

"Why should I do something foolish like that," said Harry.

"But she is your wife?" answered Zara.

"Alright," said Harry. "I will turn into the Hulk ... I mean Hybrid ... alright? It takes you all to the castle ... at least it is fast ... and don't be afraid, it is still me."

Zara's eyes widened and she looked expectantly at Harry and waited.

"Well? Where is the Hulk then?" she said impatiently.

Hermione and Su turned and looked amused at Harry and Zara.

Harry looked indignant at Zara, while Hermione and Su were waiting for the reaction of Harry.

"What is the Hulk, Hermione?" asked Su softly.

"That is a Muggle soap opera about a creature like Harry's Hybrid, only it is green, mean and appears only when the person is angry," whispered Hermione back.

"Well?" said Zara in a huff.

"It's not the hulk," Harry said indignant. "It's a Hybrid."

"What ever," Zara said indifferently. "It's just a name for the little beast."

"And it's not a beast!" huffed Harry, and Zara looked at him with a huge grin on her face.

"You're teasing me," said Harry slowly, his eyes twinkled dangerously.

"How is it that you are going to marry Harry, Zara?" asked Su suddenly.

Zara looked confused at Su for a moment, and then studied her shoes. "Well, my grandma told me that it is for the good of the Royal Family and England," she said thoughtfully. "But personally I think that she simply wants to have a finger ... or maybe a hand in all the happenings here with ... our Hulk," she said grinning at Harry.

"And what do you think about marrying Harry?" asked Hermione in an even tone of voice.

"Well, it is a bit strange," she said. "I mean marrying somebody without getting to know him, and everything being arranged by others, and to share the man with so many others, and the magical world, and dragons, Vampires and Werewolves ... everything is very strange and I must get used to it."

She was looking to her shoes again, and nobody said anything for some moments.

"It is not that I have much of a choice," Zara continued absentminded. "I mean ... I would do anything for Grandma, and if that is marrying, that is exactly what I am going to do."

"Isn't it strange for you that you will be the only Muggle between all the women in the harem?" asked Hermione.

"Ah! I knew that you were creating a harem, you ... you ... Sultan," yelled Zara at Harry, who almost lost his balance because of the yelling of Zara.

Hermione laughed and Su was looking confused. "Sultan? What is a Sultan?" she asked.

"Never mind a Sultan, Su," laughed Hermione. "Didn't you explain that you were building a Harem, Harry?"

Harry looked uncomfortable. "Zara might have mentioned something like that."

"Something like that!" yelled Zara. "You dolt, I told you and you denied it!"

"Me?" said Harry outraged. "I would never deny something like that, what do you think of me?"

Zara snorted, and Harry smirked. "Let's go," he said and Harry switched in his Hybrid form, grabbed the screaming Zara, then grabbed Su and Hermione and he started to run towards the castle.

Zara felt the huge hands pressing her against the strong body of the Hybrid ... she was particular aware that the hand was holding her lower back and arse, and when she looked at the other side, she saw that the Hybrid did the same with the two other girls. The Hybrid was running ... his rhythm was calm, but the speed they were walking in was very high. They were at least walking thirty kilometers fast, what power. She could clearly feel the powerful muscles of the Hybrid.

"You know, Zara," started Hermione, "every morning he is running in his Hybrid form together with Su."

"What is your point," asked Zara.

Hermione looked a bit taken aback from the answer of Zara. "She is in the arms of this Hybrid naked ... and so is the Hybrid as well," said Hermione firmly.

"That's enough, Hermione," the voice of the Hybrid came from above the girls.

"And Su is in his arms upside down," Hermione continued, ignoring Harry.

"Upside down? Why in gods name is she upside down in the Hy ... Hulks arms?" asked Zara.

"Because she can suck his ..." started Hermione with a smirk.

"That's enough, Hermione. Do you want to walk by your self?" asked the Hybrid.

All girls were quiet for some seconds.

"You mean that she is sucking his ..." asked Zara hesitatingly.

"Yes," said Hermione and the Hybrid was making annoyed noises, but said nothing further ... he was only increasing the speed, because Harry wanted as fast as possible back at the castle to avoid more embarrassed moments.

"And what did you mean with card playing," asked Zara puzzled.

Su was laughing and Hermione was grinning evilly. "Because we are so many of us, we need a list of who is marrying Harry first. Instead of voting or fighting, we had decided to play cards, and the winners will marry him first," said Hermione, trying to read the expression of the Hybrid's face.

"Yeah, as you can imagine, I won the last time," smirked Su.

"Well, the last time we were not only playing for the marriage, you remember?" laughed Hermione.

"How so?" asked Zara curious.

"They were playing to see who was having a nice time with Harry first," answered Su grimacing.

"Well, Susan had her fun," said Hermione.

"We are here," said the Hybrid, and he softly dropped the girls and he changed back into Harry again. In front of the castle the soldiers were organizing themselves in formations and slowly they moved into the castle.

Three figures were waiting for Harry and the girls ... the Queen, Prince Philip and Prince Charles.

"I see that you had an interesting time, Zara?" asked the Queen.

"Yes, grandma, for sure it was interesting and I learned a lot about our Lord-Baron," she grinned. Su and Hermione smiled and looked amused at the blushing Harry.

"Harry, I want to discuss a small issue with you about weddings," the Queen said.

"Yes, Your Majesty," answered Harry.

"Grandma," said the Queen.

Harry blushed more. "Yes, grandma."

"Alright," the Queen said, rubbing her hands. "I understand that there are thirty one fiancées waiting to get married with you. Some of them do not have any preference what kind of wedding they like to have, and others have certain preferences, especially those who are not a slave at the moment. I want to suggest that the girls without any preferences will be married at several castles we own with all facilities the Royal Family can provide," the Queen said. "What do you think?"

Harry was flabbergasted and a bit overwhelmed as well.

"Well, Your ... I mean grandma, I don't know ... I mean I think I need to talk to the girls myself and see what they say," stammered Harry.

"I spoke with the girls already and they are delighted," said the Queen. The Queen smiled, but it did not reach her eyes. "We speak tomorrow and we make decisions then. Tomorrow the Goblins are coming and you have organized a small get together with the parents of your fiancées, no?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders, but Su placed a hand on his hand.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I organized that little get together for the parents of all fiancées, and of course my own parents, not to forget the parents of Thea, Harry's other wife. There are special guests arriving as well, like the Aunt and Uncle of Harry. We like to show those relatives how grateful we are," said Su in a flat tone, not looking at Harry.

The Queen looked briefly at Su, then at Harry, and nodded her head. "I can't wait to meet those relatives of your, Harry. I might have learned something lately about the way how you were raised ... but that is all for tomorrow."

The Queen looked at Zara. "I assume that you want to join the wives and fiancées in the castle, Zara? You must also discuss when the marriage between you and Harry will take place and I want too hear your decisions tomorrow. "

Zara's face cleared up and smiled happily. "Thank you, grandma."

The Queen looked intently at Zara and then she smiled. "I will take care of your mother," she said. "You will see her tomorrow anyhow."

"Yes, Grandma, thank you," said Zara grateful.

"Have fun, Zara," whispered the Queen in her ear when she was hugging her. "Being in an arranged marriage does not mean that you don't have some fun. But be careful and I don't want to see you pregnant before you are actually marry, do you hear me, Zara?"

Zara had the decency to blush.

"Yes, grandma"

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Zara was sitting behind the desk in the bedroom of Harry. She was looking at the magnificent classical Victorian styled windows with their typical curtains. The last strays of light came through the windows, the sun was already busy to give space for the night, and Zara sighed. Who would think that she would be 'forced' into an arranged marriage? A day ago she would laugh if somebody would tell her that. Now she was sitting in a real castle, similar to one her family owned, but this castle was definitely magical. It was magnificent, it was something majestically ... something from a fairytale.

And then there was the magic. It really existed because she saw it with her own eyes. The first thing she saw was that Harry was applying his magic to change the cloths of Su and Hermione from rags into jeans and t-shirt. The second thing she saw was Hermione changing her cloths into a beautiful dress. She wished that she would be able to do magic. She would never need to buy cloths and she could change her current cloths into something much more appreciating, and she smiled at that thought.

Then she thought about the creatures she had seen until now. She had seen several little creatures, which were called house elves. They were the servants of the castle and did all the work. And they were master cooks ... she never enjoyed her food as this ever before. The salads were absolute wonderful, but she had no idea what the elves put in it. She wished she could ask, because that would make her mother happy, not to forget Grandpa Philip.

And then there was the Hulk ... or the Hybrid as Harry liked to call himself . He was the sexiest thing she ever met. Even that Harry was young, there was something about him. Or maybe it was the thing of the Hulk thing. He said that he could change into the hulk every moment of the day, and probably it was true, and that did something with her.

He was big ... more then two meters tall, and Zara loved tall people. And that means that when he was so tall, he would be big between his legs as well. Zara had several lovers in her young life, and she had been for many years not a virgin, and she was interested in what the Hulk was having between the legs.

She was not sure if something would happen between the two of them, if Harry would be willingly to have sex with her in his Hulk form. She was also not sure if he would have a big cock, and if she would be able to get his cock in her pussy.

Zara sighed. Questions and more questions; she was waiting for Harry to show up as he had promised. She asked him right after the dinner to talk to him privately about the arranged marriage, and Harry reluctantly agreed, but she honestly had other plans than talking about that stupid marriage.

The door of the bedroom opened and Harry entered. He was followed by Su and Thea and they were discussing something. The girls stopped talking when they saw Zara sitting behind the desk.

"Alright, Harry. We talk later," Su said, and she looked at Zara with a knowing smile on her face. "I let you alone with Zara to discuss the ... the ... weddings ... and so." She turned, grabbed the arm of Thea and dragged her out of the bedroom, closing the door softly behind them.

Harry looked surprised at the closed door, then at Zara. "Well, that went much better then I thought," grinned Harry. "Thank you."

"Thank you for what?" asked Zara surprised.

"Well, you scared them away and they did not continue sitting on my head about who is going to marry with me first," he said.

"Why is that a problem, Harry? You suppose to be interested who is marrying you first, isn't it?" asked Zara with her eyebrows lifted.

"No, not really. For me personally I don't mind if we got married all the same time and get all the tiresome weddings over with. But the girls want to have something unique. Can you imagine that Luna wants to have a wedding, where everyone is naked?"

"Naked?" asked Zara interested, her face was shining, but Harry did not notice the expression on her face.

"Yeah, and Alicia Spinnet and Patricia Stimpson want to have a beach marriage with campfires and food on the barbeque," told Harry.

"What is wrong with that? I would love to have or see such wedding," said Zara excited. "It's soooo cool ... don't you agree?" asked Zara.

"Well, the wedding on the beach is nice, but they were talking about a ... somewhat customized version," said Harry blushing.

"What ... customized?" asked Zara mystified.

"Yeah, both girls told me that they like to have sex ... you know ... the wedding duty ... right on the beach ... where everyone can see us," stammered Harry.

Zara's jaw dropped. "On ... on the beach? While everyone is still there?" she said incredible.

"Yeah"

"Cool, me too," she said dreamily.

Harry looked at her unbelievingly. "I think that grandma would have a fit," smirked Harry.

Zara looked at Harry calculating.

"Well, Lord-Baron, I have a request," she said.

"A request?" asked Harry bewildered.

"Yep. I spoke with Su and Hermione, and they told me something very interesting. I want to play a game high-low, and the winner can ask anything," Zara smirked.

"You mean who has the highest card can ask a question? Similar as 'Truth or Dare'?"

"Yes, but in this game you or I can ask a question or ask the other to do something, and that person is forced to do so," Zara said innocently.

Harry's eyes narrowed, because he sensed something ... tricky here.

Zara took a pile of playing cards from her bag and placed it on the desk. She took a random card from the pile and placed it in front of Harry. She repeated it for herself as well.

Harry wanted to take the card, but she slammed her hand on the card.

"First promise to follow the rules of the game," she growled.

"Yes ... I mean I do," stammered Harry surprised.

"And swear to me that anything I ask you do, and I swear that I do the same," said Zara.

Harry was staring intently at Zara.

"I can't damage or do bad things, Zara," said Harry softly. "I can't break the law in any way, Magical or Muggle law."

"The rules will be that both of us can ask personal things from the other, and neither of us is allowed to ask something what involves anyone else, neither breaking any law. We will both stay in this bedroom and do nothing to endanger either of us or anyone else," said Zara. "Is that enough?" she said challenging.

"And we can quit at every moment of the game," said Harry.

"We can, but only when the round is finished ... that means that ..."

"I understand," interrupted Harry. "Yep, that's enough," Harry said, and then he saw Zara's triumphant smile, and Harry became wary. Oh sh*t, I did something wrong here.

Zara removed her hand from the card in front of Harry and smiled sweetly. She did not expect that it would be so easy to trick Harry into something so childish. And when she could believe Hermione, Harry was bound to do what she would ask him to do.

"You first," she said with a low voice, and taking her card in her hand.

Harry looked at his card, but said nothing.

"Well," asked Zara, looking anxious.

Harry dropped the card on the table ... four of spades. Oops, she had a then of spades, and she dropped hers.

"Well, "Harry said uneasily. "That means that you have the first question."

Zara nodded, and the sparkling in her eyes intensified.

"I want ..." started Zara with a laugh. "I want ... ". Zara looked at Harry amused, and she saw him looking warily. She could not help to laugh.

"What?" asked Harry irritated. "Why are you laughing? What are you planning?" asked Harry almost upset.

"Well, Harry. I planned for this little thing," Zara said with a wide smile. "I hope you don't get angry with me, but I am really curious and I want to know."

"What is it what you want to know?"

"I talked with the girls and I heard all kind of things about you and what you have done before with the girls," Zara said satisfied. "And I want to do those things as well, but for this we need to build a relationship, or we need to marry, or I need to wait my turn with the rest of the girls, and that will take ages," said Zara.

"Well?"

"Instead of waiting, I want to be cunning and I want to trick you into something I love to experience with," she said.

Harry groaned.

"The thing I ask from you is you do everything I tell you without hurting our agreement," said Zara.

Harry looked horrified at Zara. "You can't do that, Zara, that's cheating!"

"That's right, I cheat, but within the rules of our little game," she said.

"I want to quit this game," said Harry, getting irritated.

"Of course, Harry. Only after you did what I wanted you to do for me," answered Zara patiently, and watched Harry.

Harry was looking to his shoes for some moments, before he turned to Zara.

"What is it what you want to do?" he asked.

"I want that you turn into the Hulk," whispered Zara.

"Hulk? You mean the Hybrid?"

"Yes"

Harry looked strangely at Zara but complied; he changed into the Hybrid, and looked questionably at Zara.

Zara stood up from the chair behind Harry's desk and walked towards Harry. She placed a hand on his back and felt the muscles. In order to look him in his face she was forced to look up ... and she smiled excitedly.

"Now I want that you take off all your cloths, Harry. Think about your promise you have made."

The Hybrid was groaning, and did not move. No way would that he strip for her, and Harry started to get very angry. What a dirty trick is this, to strip before this girl. No way was he going to strip!

Zara was looking at him expectantly and wondered if the magical vow was indeed forcing him to comply. She saw very clearly the internal battle within Harry by his flaming eyes. He looked at her like he could burn her on the spot, and she suddenly was aware of many unknown things which had to do with magic. Maybe he was able to do those things to her. Maybe she would burst into flames and it would end her life. Zara started to become afraid and regretted what she said to him.

Harry was battling himself ... he did not say a word, but he truly did not want to undress himself . That silly girl in front of him wanted to have a free peepshow! But there was something ... Harry felt something pulling in his abdomen ... something strange and it became stronger with the second. Suddenly Harry realized what it was ... the magic was busy to force him to comply. If he would refuse to comply with her wishes, he might get wounded; he might die or lose his magic!

He cursed his being so naïf, so unbelievingly stupid and dense.

He slowly started to undress, and Zara's eyes widened in surprise and relieve.

"Why is it that your cloths are not torn when you change into the Hulk?" asked Zara curious.

"Because the cloths will be rearranged magically when the body is changing," answered the Hybrid with a lower voice then when Harry was speaking. "I think it is more then fair that you undress your self as well."

"No, I don't think so," said Zara with a smirk. Harry was now standing naked in front of Zara and looked flustered. Zara looked more closely at Harry's cock, and touched it. It stirred immediately and Zara jumped back in surprise. The cock was huge! And it was not even fully erected and she could not help but to moan.

"What is it what you really want, Zara," said the Hybrid ... his voice had now a threatening undertone.

"I am only curious," she said. "Change back into Harry," she commanded.

"The Hybrid groaned again in frustration and changed back into Harry ... a very naked Harry and he really became aggravated.

"You tricked me!" exclaimed Harry. "It's really not fair."

Zara smiled in delight. "That's right," she said in triumph. "Everyone is magical, except me, the only thing I have is my cunning and that is what I am using now."

"Well, you are aware that you are playing with fire, don't you?" Harry said calmly.

"Yes, so what?" answered Zara with her nose up in the air.

"At least you will end up having sex with me," Harry said threatening. "And you know what that means."

"Please, do tell me what that means?" asked Zara mockingly.

"You will be pregnant with at least two children, possibly three or four children," answered Harry.

"Well, but I do the asking questions here, Harry. What could you possible do to me?" Zara smirked.

"Well ... that might be true," whispered Harry intensely. "But the time comes that I am released out of this ... state, and then you are mine to do what I want," threatened Harry.

Zara's eyes widened. "You would not rape me," said Zara.

"No, I don't need to rape you, Zara. You are sexually excited and that is enough."

Zara was looking intently at Harry with an unreadable expression on her face.

"I think you need to be punished for your cheeky jokes," said Harry with a devilish smile. "Maybe you deserve some spanking ..."

Zara's eyes widened ... spanking!

She opened her mouth ... and closed it immediately. The idea of being spanked was very attempting and very exciting ... it was something she always dreamt about in one or another way, she knew that. She never told anyone about this hidden sexual fantasy, but spanking was something ... thrilling?

Harry stood up, and Zara was staring at Harry ... he was still naked and she could not help herself that she saw him getting excited as well. Zara stood up as well and looked him in the eyes. He grabbed his wand and murmured something ... he wore black leather trousers ... it covered his underbody like a second skin and it did nothing to hide the fact that he had an erection ... in the contrary ... his erection was now very noticeable ... she licked her lips.

He waved his wand again ... in his hand she saw a black leather whip with several long lashes ... and Harry smirked. He switched his wand and Zara felt herself floating into the air ... floating fast to the bed and came to a halt right above the bed. Zara did not have the time to scream, before she realized what was going on, she was already falling softly on the bed.

Suddenly chains appeared from the four sides of the bed, which bound her arms and legs, so she could not move anymore and Harry looked closely at Zara. Zara did not say a word, but her breathing accelerated and her face was flustered.

Then Harry jumped on the bed, and his hand went to her blouse ... he started to unbutton it slowly and Zara groaned in frustration. "If you want to get me, tear that damned blouse into pieces," she said hoarsely.

Harry continued with unbuttoning her blouse slowly, until all buttons were open. He saw her white lacy small bra through the open blouse.

"Damn it ... Harry!" exclaimed Zara and wrestled with the chains.

Harry's hands went to the buttons of her jeans and opened them, he took the little handle of her zipper and pulled it down ... he saw a piece of white knickers and he grinned; Zara was quiet and watched him looking at her body and that was something which turned her on as never before.

Harry took his wand, pointed it to Zara and murmured something under his breath. The blouse seemed to melt and streamed from her body straight into the blanks of the bed and disappeared.

"He! That's my favorite blouse," yelled Zara outraged.

Harry only smiled and pointed his wand to her jeans and repeated the incarnation ... and the jeans melted from her body and Zara was lying on the bed chained with only her bra and knickers. Harry studied her body intently. She was looking good. Her breasts looked perfectly round and her nipples were peeping almost through the silky material of her lacy bra. Her stomach was flat and her hips were not too wide ... and very feminine. Zara was sweating ... that he could see very clearly, and he looked into her eyes to see if he went too far with her.

But Zara was staring at him in excitement, her mouth open and her tongue was licking her lips.

"Go on, Harry, please?" she whispered.

Harry flicked his wand and her bra melted from her body and disappeared in the blanket ... her nipples seem to stare at him and he let himself fall over her body and took her nipples in his mouth and sucked hard. Zara opened her mouth and gasped.

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A/N: Editor for this chapter is Dave