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Chapter 9
The Witches of the world have a secret, of course poor Harry is stuck right in the middle of it
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Harry Potter and the Witches' Secret
Chapter 9
9 August 1995 (Sidereal)
8 August 1995 (Off Sidereal)
Harry awoke in the morning with Nym's head on his chest, her face pointed toward what was going on in his crotch. It was the oddest feeling, but he could "watch" what was going on through her eyes.
Aurora was in the process of fellating him awake, as had become the mates' custom. She, however, was holding just a little bit more than his crown in her mouth and sucking hard while she ran her tongue around the sensitive ridge of flesh separating crown from shaft.
Sensing he was awake, Nym sat up. Harry sat up also and gently grabbed Aurora and rotated her under him. Then without further preamble he sank into her and began to thrust gently.
Harry slowly but surely hit every one of her erogenous zones that he could reach with either lips and tongue or firm, sure hands. They peaked together. Their mates cheered in the bond.
"Harry, Aurora, that was amazing. Thank you."
"Hmmm, you're very welcome, Shelia," Aurora said as Harry left her. She was not alone for long, however, as Alpha and Primaries buried her in a pile of distaff flesh.
Shelia crawled onto the bed and between Harry's legs. She licked Aurora off his hardness and impaled herself on him. Harry watched her lovely face, torso rising and falling, her breasts gently swaying as she pushed them both to orgasm.
Harry carried her to the bath after they had climaxed. In the bath he found Parvati, Padma, and Tracey. He let Shelia into the bath gently and as soon as he was free, Tracey sheathed him and began working him to orgasm. Padma and Parvati each latched onto one of her nipples and they entered a kind of oneness in the bond, stimulating each other in every possible way.
PT that morning shocked them out of the euphoric haze their waking activities had thrust them into and back to reality. Marie watched them as she worked out, and when she found someone not putting out at their maximum she added weight or chided them into better technique or more or less speed.
All of the mates ran their twenty minutes this morning, and Harry's pride in them pleased them greatly-so much so that the ice-cold water was almost overcome as each mate met Harry in the water and kissed him, pouring her love into the bond.
Harry didn't make it to the master suite and took Nym there on the mats in the gym. Nym had no objection.
Breakfast that morning was the happiest time of Harry's life so far. His mates were content and satisfied, and as a result of this they were extremely playful.
The only false note was when a vial appeared beside each of their plates. Marie looked at her mates and broadcast through the bond.
"I'm so sorry. This is a nutrient potion tailored to each of you. It will taste horrible, but it will help your bodies with the optimization."
Harry smiled at her and projected pure lust and then pleasure at her and threw his potion down his throat, trying to not get any on his tongue.
Marie screamed out a gut-wrenching orgasm. "Haaaaarrrrrryyyy, oh my God, warn me before you do that. I think I pulled a muscle in Mrs. Happy."
The mates went still and then Narcissa said, "Mrs. Happy, Marie? You mean you actually named your vagina?"
Marie blushed and said, "I don't like pussy, we won't even discuss the C word, and vagina sounds too clinical, so I call her Mrs. Happy. Mainly because since I met Harry she has been very, very happy."
As the mates all laughed, Harry felt a general current of agreement and knew that Mrs. Happy would be the euphemism of choice. He wondered about those five days a month, though.
Nym caught his thoughts and said, "We're witches, Harry. There are charms that lessen the impact and speed the process. Yes, we still get cranky, but it's not debilitating as it is for some poor Mundane women. You'll probably never know, although there is a school of thought that says sex helps."
They rose and went to Arithmancy. It was the same as Runes; they reviewed the third through seventh year texts and by the end of the second hour were working on university-level text.
Potions went the same way. Chu wanted to finish up the review of Master's level potions work, then start the alchemical work.
Mind Arts had them all fortifying their shields and ordering their thoughts in their keeps for the first hour and then trying to attack each other with Legilimency the second hour.
Harry was terrified of hurting one of his mates, so his probes were insinuations of warm, comfortable whispers flowing across the sensitive areas of their minds. Anastasia was the first to succumb to his attack. She felt him doing it, but it felt so good she gave herself to him fully. She realized she had failed as she groaned out her orgasm, but she didn't care.
"Harry, you're supposed to attack her, not pleasure her."
"Sorry, Chu. I didn't realize it would have that effect. But I got what I was after. I know you told her that you thought you'd get pregnant tonight because you were at your most fertile today and it was your turn in the rota."
Chu blushed furiously as her mates beamed at her. Nym took Chu in a hug and kissed her. "Why didn't you say, Chu? Harry, it's lunch time anyway. You and Chu go make babies; we'll continue here."
Chu tried to protest. Nym simply arched an eyebrow at her and shooed her and Harry away.
Chu took Harry to her room, which was decorated in Ming court style, and laid him on the bed. Thrilled to have him all to herself for a little while, she pulled out all the stops, giving and receiving full service from Harry. She worshipped him with her mouth until he was nearly at the point of orgasm and then quickly crawled up into his lap and guided him into her. She squeezed him tightly as she gazed down into his smiling green eyes; as close as he was, that was all it took. He thrust once and filled her with semen. Then Harry laid her back and pulled her sex up over his chest to his mouth and drove her through a series of unrelenting orgasms with his tongue, lips, and teeth.
When she thought she could take no more, he eased her hips down onto the bed and kissed his way up her belly and chest, stopping to suckle at each delicate yet painfully hard nipple. As he kissed his way up her throat he drove himself into her and began the long, full strokes he knew she loved. Chu could only lay there and breathe as he drove her to another climax. When she clamped down on him, he emptied into her, and they collapsed together, breathless but content.
Nym and the Primaries came and found them. They cleaned them up and dressed them and took them to lunch.
"How did the rest of the Mind Arts class go, Nym?"
"It was bad, Chu. Everyone was concentrating on you getting pregnant, so Emmeline, Hestia, Luna, and I were easily able to penetrate their shields."
"They'll improve with time, Nym, and if they can ever hold a secret from Harry after what I watched him do to Anastasia, they'll easily be able to hold out against everyone else. After all, power is not a problem. Drawing power from Harry any of us could hold off a direct assault for weeks. If we can resist Harry pleasuring the information out of us as he did Anastasia, then we'll be fine."
Nym nodded and then asked Harry, "By the way, why did you take that approach and how did you think of it?"
Harry blushed crimson and replied in a little-boy kind of voice, "I didn't want to hurt her, so I was being as gentle as I could and I guess projecting love at the same time. She seemed to enjoy it. Then I started enjoying making her enjoy it, so I started reading what she wanted like I do during sex and I just did what she wanted me to. While she was enjoying it I went and found what Chu told her. In the end I really didn't care about that any more, though; I just kind of got lost in pleasing her and then she climaxed and I lost her. That's when she came out of it and I realized I had what I wanted."
Nym chuckled and looked at Anastasia. She knew there was no use asking her any questions, as Hannah and Shelia were supporting her and all but feeding her, and she looked dazed.
"Morgana, Harry, you shagged her senseless-and all in her head," Nym said.
Harry was about to apologize when Cho grinned wickedly and said, "Dibs on being Harry's Mind Arts partner tomorrow."
The mates all laughed and then put in their bids in a flurry. Hermione sighed and made another list. Harry smiled at her and stroked her pleasure center through the bond. She groaned, and when the list popped out it had a splotch of ink on the bottom of the parchment.
Ginny, who had felt the periphery of Harry's stroking of Hermione, held it up and squealed, "Eeeewwww, Hermione came on the list!" Hermione blushed to her roots as her mates chuckled. Ginny kissed her in apology.
The afternoon and evening were spent in another round of DADA, weapons with more sword and dagger work, and another session of "find them in the dark" for Stealth and Tracking. The mates attempted to avoid each other as they all wanted to find Harry and at least do some heavy petting in the dark.
Luna zeroed in on him like a bat, and before he really even knew who it was had tackled him and was mounted on his right shin as she dug his cock out and sucked him hard.
Alastor turned his magical eye away and said, "Lady Luna, you know I can see in the dark."
"And thank you for being a gentleman and looking away, Alastor."
She jumped to her feet and silently pulled Harry into a classroom by the convenient handle she had made as her mates converged on where her voice had been.
Alastor laughed out loud and then let them continue until only one was left.
He brought the lights up and they looked around for Harry, as they could feel him and Luna coming. After a moment Harry came out of the classroom with his arm around a broadly smiling Luna. Harry looked tired.
"Alastor, when did Luna find Harry?" Nym asked in a dangerous voice. She had been the last one left and had been seeking Harry.
"In the first two minutes. When I spoke to her she was busy trying to accomplish her goal in the middle of the gym floor."
"Luna, what was your goal?"
Luna smiled broadly and wriggled lasciviously.
"Luna Potter! In front of Alastor?"
"I was busy, Nym. I forgot about his magical eye."
The mates laughed as Nym glared at Luna.
Harry moved over behind Moody. Moody spoke very low out of the side of his mouth as Harry passed him. "You have to work harder at not being found, Harry. They were all after you with the same purpose in mind. Think about Apparating but stop yourself before you get where you're going."
Unarmed Combat with Marie was again learning a series of movements and then using them on each other. Harry was becoming very familiar with Marie's style and starting to branch out on his own. She punished him for the openings he left.
Harry went to dinner a very tired boy. Dinner was excellent, the conversation was great. The company was genial and beautiful, and Harry's teenage metabolism and his magic were working in overdrive. By 10 p.m. Harry was tired but not exhausted. He was pouring contented satisfaction into the bond and his mates were basking in it and glowing.
Nym, smiling, rose and Harry popped to his feet. He offered her his arm. "Harry, do you know where you're going?"
Harry, with complete sincerity looked at Nym and said, "With you, Nym," as if that was the answer to the secret of the universe. To him, it was.
The mates sighed. Narcissa said, "Daphne, is he always this way?"
"Yes, Narcissa, I think he's an idiot savant where women are concerned. He doesn't even know he just twisted her around his finger and could do anything he wanted with her right now. And if he did know, he wouldn't take advantage of it. It's sad really."
Narcissa chuckled. "We could train him out of it."
Minerva said from behind them, "Not and live. She would kill you."
"Yes, I would, Narcissa. Harry's not the only one who can do that targeting one bonded thing. And I can shield from the rest."
Narcissa jerked slightly and Minerva smirked at her. "What did Nym say, Narcissa?"
"Oh, nothing. We'll leave our lord as he is, however."
Daphne laughed. They had reached the master suite and Harry and Nym had stopped and were kissing the mates goodnight. Nym kissed Narcissa and looked her in the eye. It was a flinty look. She was currently wearing Harry's green eyes. It had gotten to be a habit with her. It was unnerving for Narcissa, but not as unnerving as the warm look she got from a second pair of knowing green eyes followed by a broad wink from the eye that was on the side away from Nym.
Narcissa wandered off to the room she shared with Aurora. The mates had paired up and mostly ended up in the same bed in the morning if they weren't with Harry-not for any sexual reason, but to be close to each other. Sex between them was not an uncommon occurrence, though, and not because of any bisexual tendencies but because they had a tendency to see their mates through Harry's lens and he was completely in love and lust with them all; the massages they were giving each other to help with recovery frequently led to other things.
Nym and Harry chuckled after Narcissa and Aurora's door closed. Rosmerta and Minerva did not hesitate and both entered the master suite behind Nym.
Minerva, with the corners of her mouth turned up, said, "Close the door, Harry. The draft is horrible with it open."
Harry entered the room to the wonderful sound of the laughter of his mates. He wandered over to his dressing room and hung his clothes up. Then he went into the ensuite and walked straight into the shower. Rosmerta followed him. The other mates were all in the bath with Minerva when Rosmerta's delicious orgasm overtook them. By the time the mates got to the bedroom Harry was asleep, gently snoring, lying on his back with Rosmerta snuggled into his left side, her blue eyes sparkling while she watched him sleep.
Nym crawled into bed and snuggled down on Harry's right side; she watched her mates for a few moments before she drifted off to sleep. The bond settled, deeply contented.
Chapter 9
9 August 1995 (Sidereal)
8 August 1995 (Off Sidereal)
Harry awoke in the morning with Nym's head on his chest, her face pointed toward what was going on in his crotch. It was the oddest feeling, but he could "watch" what was going on through her eyes.
Aurora was in the process of fellating him awake, as had become the mates' custom. She, however, was holding just a little bit more than his crown in her mouth and sucking hard while she ran her tongue around the sensitive ridge of flesh separating crown from shaft.
Sensing he was awake, Nym sat up. Harry sat up also and gently grabbed Aurora and rotated her under him. Then without further preamble he sank into her and began to thrust gently.
Harry slowly but surely hit every one of her erogenous zones that he could reach with either lips and tongue or firm, sure hands. They peaked together. Their mates cheered in the bond.
"Harry, Aurora, that was amazing. Thank you."
"Hmmm, you're very welcome, Shelia," Aurora said as Harry left her. She was not alone for long, however, as Alpha and Primaries buried her in a pile of distaff flesh.
Shelia crawled onto the bed and between Harry's legs. She licked Aurora off his hardness and impaled herself on him. Harry watched her lovely face, torso rising and falling, her breasts gently swaying as she pushed them both to orgasm.
Harry carried her to the bath after they had climaxed. In the bath he found Parvati, Padma, and Tracey. He let Shelia into the bath gently and as soon as he was free, Tracey sheathed him and began working him to orgasm. Padma and Parvati each latched onto one of her nipples and they entered a kind of oneness in the bond, stimulating each other in every possible way.
PT that morning shocked them out of the euphoric haze their waking activities had thrust them into and back to reality. Marie watched them as she worked out, and when she found someone not putting out at their maximum she added weight or chided them into better technique or more or less speed.
All of the mates ran their twenty minutes this morning, and Harry's pride in them pleased them greatly-so much so that the ice-cold water was almost overcome as each mate met Harry in the water and kissed him, pouring her love into the bond.
Harry didn't make it to the master suite and took Nym there on the mats in the gym. Nym had no objection.
Breakfast that morning was the happiest time of Harry's life so far. His mates were content and satisfied, and as a result of this they were extremely playful.
The only false note was when a vial appeared beside each of their plates. Marie looked at her mates and broadcast through the bond.
"I'm so sorry. This is a nutrient potion tailored to each of you. It will taste horrible, but it will help your bodies with the optimization."
Harry smiled at her and projected pure lust and then pleasure at her and threw his potion down his throat, trying to not get any on his tongue.
Marie screamed out a gut-wrenching orgasm. "Haaaaarrrrrryyyy, oh my God, warn me before you do that. I think I pulled a muscle in Mrs. Happy."
The mates went still and then Narcissa said, "Mrs. Happy, Marie? You mean you actually named your vagina?"
Marie blushed and said, "I don't like pussy, we won't even discuss the C word, and vagina sounds too clinical, so I call her Mrs. Happy. Mainly because since I met Harry she has been very, very happy."
As the mates all laughed, Harry felt a general current of agreement and knew that Mrs. Happy would be the euphemism of choice. He wondered about those five days a month, though.
Nym caught his thoughts and said, "We're witches, Harry. There are charms that lessen the impact and speed the process. Yes, we still get cranky, but it's not debilitating as it is for some poor Mundane women. You'll probably never know, although there is a school of thought that says sex helps."
They rose and went to Arithmancy. It was the same as Runes; they reviewed the third through seventh year texts and by the end of the second hour were working on university-level text.
Potions went the same way. Chu wanted to finish up the review of Master's level potions work, then start the alchemical work.
Mind Arts had them all fortifying their shields and ordering their thoughts in their keeps for the first hour and then trying to attack each other with Legilimency the second hour.
Harry was terrified of hurting one of his mates, so his probes were insinuations of warm, comfortable whispers flowing across the sensitive areas of their minds. Anastasia was the first to succumb to his attack. She felt him doing it, but it felt so good she gave herself to him fully. She realized she had failed as she groaned out her orgasm, but she didn't care.
"Harry, you're supposed to attack her, not pleasure her."
"Sorry, Chu. I didn't realize it would have that effect. But I got what I was after. I know you told her that you thought you'd get pregnant tonight because you were at your most fertile today and it was your turn in the rota."
Chu blushed furiously as her mates beamed at her. Nym took Chu in a hug and kissed her. "Why didn't you say, Chu? Harry, it's lunch time anyway. You and Chu go make babies; we'll continue here."
Chu tried to protest. Nym simply arched an eyebrow at her and shooed her and Harry away.
Chu took Harry to her room, which was decorated in Ming court style, and laid him on the bed. Thrilled to have him all to herself for a little while, she pulled out all the stops, giving and receiving full service from Harry. She worshipped him with her mouth until he was nearly at the point of orgasm and then quickly crawled up into his lap and guided him into her. She squeezed him tightly as she gazed down into his smiling green eyes; as close as he was, that was all it took. He thrust once and filled her with semen. Then Harry laid her back and pulled her sex up over his chest to his mouth and drove her through a series of unrelenting orgasms with his tongue, lips, and teeth.
When she thought she could take no more, he eased her hips down onto the bed and kissed his way up her belly and chest, stopping to suckle at each delicate yet painfully hard nipple. As he kissed his way up her throat he drove himself into her and began the long, full strokes he knew she loved. Chu could only lay there and breathe as he drove her to another climax. When she clamped down on him, he emptied into her, and they collapsed together, breathless but content.
Nym and the Primaries came and found them. They cleaned them up and dressed them and took them to lunch.
"How did the rest of the Mind Arts class go, Nym?"
"It was bad, Chu. Everyone was concentrating on you getting pregnant, so Emmeline, Hestia, Luna, and I were easily able to penetrate their shields."
"They'll improve with time, Nym, and if they can ever hold a secret from Harry after what I watched him do to Anastasia, they'll easily be able to hold out against everyone else. After all, power is not a problem. Drawing power from Harry any of us could hold off a direct assault for weeks. If we can resist Harry pleasuring the information out of us as he did Anastasia, then we'll be fine."
Nym nodded and then asked Harry, "By the way, why did you take that approach and how did you think of it?"
Harry blushed crimson and replied in a little-boy kind of voice, "I didn't want to hurt her, so I was being as gentle as I could and I guess projecting love at the same time. She seemed to enjoy it. Then I started enjoying making her enjoy it, so I started reading what she wanted like I do during sex and I just did what she wanted me to. While she was enjoying it I went and found what Chu told her. In the end I really didn't care about that any more, though; I just kind of got lost in pleasing her and then she climaxed and I lost her. That's when she came out of it and I realized I had what I wanted."
Nym chuckled and looked at Anastasia. She knew there was no use asking her any questions, as Hannah and Shelia were supporting her and all but feeding her, and she looked dazed.
"Morgana, Harry, you shagged her senseless-and all in her head," Nym said.
Harry was about to apologize when Cho grinned wickedly and said, "Dibs on being Harry's Mind Arts partner tomorrow."
The mates all laughed and then put in their bids in a flurry. Hermione sighed and made another list. Harry smiled at her and stroked her pleasure center through the bond. She groaned, and when the list popped out it had a splotch of ink on the bottom of the parchment.
Ginny, who had felt the periphery of Harry's stroking of Hermione, held it up and squealed, "Eeeewwww, Hermione came on the list!" Hermione blushed to her roots as her mates chuckled. Ginny kissed her in apology.
The afternoon and evening were spent in another round of DADA, weapons with more sword and dagger work, and another session of "find them in the dark" for Stealth and Tracking. The mates attempted to avoid each other as they all wanted to find Harry and at least do some heavy petting in the dark.
Luna zeroed in on him like a bat, and before he really even knew who it was had tackled him and was mounted on his right shin as she dug his cock out and sucked him hard.
Alastor turned his magical eye away and said, "Lady Luna, you know I can see in the dark."
"And thank you for being a gentleman and looking away, Alastor."
She jumped to her feet and silently pulled Harry into a classroom by the convenient handle she had made as her mates converged on where her voice had been.
Alastor laughed out loud and then let them continue until only one was left.
He brought the lights up and they looked around for Harry, as they could feel him and Luna coming. After a moment Harry came out of the classroom with his arm around a broadly smiling Luna. Harry looked tired.
"Alastor, when did Luna find Harry?" Nym asked in a dangerous voice. She had been the last one left and had been seeking Harry.
"In the first two minutes. When I spoke to her she was busy trying to accomplish her goal in the middle of the gym floor."
"Luna, what was your goal?"
Luna smiled broadly and wriggled lasciviously.
"Luna Potter! In front of Alastor?"
"I was busy, Nym. I forgot about his magical eye."
The mates laughed as Nym glared at Luna.
Harry moved over behind Moody. Moody spoke very low out of the side of his mouth as Harry passed him. "You have to work harder at not being found, Harry. They were all after you with the same purpose in mind. Think about Apparating but stop yourself before you get where you're going."
Unarmed Combat with Marie was again learning a series of movements and then using them on each other. Harry was becoming very familiar with Marie's style and starting to branch out on his own. She punished him for the openings he left.
Harry went to dinner a very tired boy. Dinner was excellent, the conversation was great. The company was genial and beautiful, and Harry's teenage metabolism and his magic were working in overdrive. By 10 p.m. Harry was tired but not exhausted. He was pouring contented satisfaction into the bond and his mates were basking in it and glowing.
Nym, smiling, rose and Harry popped to his feet. He offered her his arm. "Harry, do you know where you're going?"
Harry, with complete sincerity looked at Nym and said, "With you, Nym," as if that was the answer to the secret of the universe. To him, it was.
The mates sighed. Narcissa said, "Daphne, is he always this way?"
"Yes, Narcissa, I think he's an idiot savant where women are concerned. He doesn't even know he just twisted her around his finger and could do anything he wanted with her right now. And if he did know, he wouldn't take advantage of it. It's sad really."
Narcissa chuckled. "We could train him out of it."
Minerva said from behind them, "Not and live. She would kill you."
"Yes, I would, Narcissa. Harry's not the only one who can do that targeting one bonded thing. And I can shield from the rest."
Narcissa jerked slightly and Minerva smirked at her. "What did Nym say, Narcissa?"
"Oh, nothing. We'll leave our lord as he is, however."
Daphne laughed. They had reached the master suite and Harry and Nym had stopped and were kissing the mates goodnight. Nym kissed Narcissa and looked her in the eye. It was a flinty look. She was currently wearing Harry's green eyes. It had gotten to be a habit with her. It was unnerving for Narcissa, but not as unnerving as the warm look she got from a second pair of knowing green eyes followed by a broad wink from the eye that was on the side away from Nym.
Narcissa wandered off to the room she shared with Aurora. The mates had paired up and mostly ended up in the same bed in the morning if they weren't with Harry-not for any sexual reason, but to be close to each other. Sex between them was not an uncommon occurrence, though, and not because of any bisexual tendencies but because they had a tendency to see their mates through Harry's lens and he was completely in love and lust with them all; the massages they were giving each other to help with recovery frequently led to other things.
Nym and Harry chuckled after Narcissa and Aurora's door closed. Rosmerta and Minerva did not hesitate and both entered the master suite behind Nym.
Minerva, with the corners of her mouth turned up, said, "Close the door, Harry. The draft is horrible with it open."
Harry entered the room to the wonderful sound of the laughter of his mates. He wandered over to his dressing room and hung his clothes up. Then he went into the ensuite and walked straight into the shower. Rosmerta followed him. The other mates were all in the bath with Minerva when Rosmerta's delicious orgasm overtook them. By the time the mates got to the bedroom Harry was asleep, gently snoring, lying on his back with Rosmerta snuggled into his left side, her blue eyes sparkling while she watched him sleep.
Nym crawled into bed and snuggled down on Harry's right side; she watched her mates for a few moments before she drifted off to sleep. The bond settled, deeply contented.
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