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The Heritage - Chapter 64
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A/N: Editor for this chapter is Dave
A/N: Scene from the last chapter.
Harry looked at her in bewilderment and mystification.

"What?" he asked.

"I want that you punish me," she said in a high girly voice, still looking at her shoes.
"Punish you?" Harry asked bewildered.

"Yes, punish me," she whispered seductively. She looked up at him submissively, lightly blushing. "I was a very naughty girl ... the last days," she whispered. "I was impudent and rude, and I deserve to be punished for what I did."

She looked again at her shoes and waited for his reaction. In the back of the bedroom Hermione heard some muffled sounds, and she hoped that Harry did not hear them as well. He obviously did not hear, because he was still staring at her like she grew a second head, and quickly she dropped her gaze again. Her submissive behavior was clearly a mystery for him, and Harry did not understand what was happening in front of him. Now the fun will start, thought Hermione.

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"Wha ... what ... I mean ... well ... uhm ..." stammered Harry.

"I want you to punish me, because I was a bad girl," whispered Hermione. She was still staring at her shoes, and did not see the eyes of Harry, bulging out of his sockets even more then before.

"You want ... I mean ... punish you?" asked Harry flabbergasted.

Hermione nodded shyly her head. "Yes, Harry," she said with a little voice. "Spank me on my behind, because I am a naughty girl," she said in high voice. "And rude too," she added pointedly.

"Rude?" repeated Harry, not knowing what to think.

There was a loud crash coming from the other end of the bedroom, and Pansy was rolling over the floor in laughter. She could not stop herself and laughed so hard ... she held one hand on her sides, which hurt because of the laughter and gasped for air. A new wave of laughter welled up in her when she saw the unbelieving and shocked face of Harry and the furious expression on Hermione's face.

Harry looked at Hermione, then at Pansy, and suddenly it started to become clear to him. Hermione was playing a game with him, and Pansy was the hidden witness, waiting to see something funny, while Hermione tried to get him do something what he normally never would do, and Harry started to think.

Those blasted girls, he thought. Who knows how many of those girls were hidden somewhere in this bedroom having fun on his account. Wait! They wanted to see some fun? Harry eyed Hermione again, and he could see that she was ready to curse Pansy. Probably that was not part of her plan, he thought. Maybe he could help her plan a little though. Maybe he could give them something of their own medicine.

Harry grabbed slowly his wand and pointed it at Hermione. All thoughts about tenderness disappeared from his mind as snow from the sun.

Ropes burst out of his wand and engulfed Hermione, who was bound in no time. He pointed his wand at Pansy and he did the same. When Pansy was bound, she immediately stopped laughing and looked irritated at him, and Harry smirked.

"Release me, Potter," Pansy hissed at him, her teeth rasping against each other in anger.

Harry waved his wand and Pansy was silenced, her mouth was working though, and he assumed that she was cursing him. He looked at Hermione, and her face was red because of embarrassment and shame, and her mouth was working too. Maybe she was cursing him too, because her eyes were ablaze in fury, and now Harry laughed aloud. He was not sure whoelse was in the bedroom, but he was not so much interested in them. He would take care for a good show and he laughed again loudly.

He turned to the bed, and flicked his wand at the girls. He levitated both girls next to the bed, stunned both of them, and started to work on his plan.

He conjured more robes and levitated Hermione at the side of the bed. He bound the ropes on her hands and took care that she would not be hurt. He did the same for Pansy and both girls were now standing in front of him with their hands bound high up. He let his eyes rove over their bodies, and he decided that he would have his fun when they would be able to enjoy his show as well. He flicked his wand and Hermione woke up ... her eyes flashed at Harry and looked confused for a moment, until she remembered what happened. She opened her mouth, but no sound ... she was still silenced. She looked up and saw her hands bound above her head, and glared furiously at Harry.

Harry could see that she was screaming now to be released, but the blissful silence was much too enjoyable to be lifted, and Harry smirked. He enervated Pansy as well, and after some moments of confusion, she started to yell as well, but it stayed blissfully silent.

Harry turned at Hermione. "I hope that you will enjoy your punishment, Hermione," said Harry with glee. He made a sharp movement with his wand, and a large, flat rod appeared in front of him on the floor. "As you requested, I am going to hit on your wonderful arse," he said and waited for her reaction.

Hermione's eyes went wide and she was clearly quiet now ... she was watching him intently.

Harry grabbed the rod from the floor, and turned Hermione and hit her on her well formed arse. Her mouth opened and Harry noticed that she must have shrieked. Harry grabbed her arse and pinched.

"Do you like that, bitch?" Harry growled. He waved his wand and the silencing charm was lifted from Hermione.

"Harry!" exclaimed Hermione, not sure if she must be angry or excited, but Harry placed another silence charm on her before she could say anything else and it was quiet again ... Harry grinned. "Do you like another one, my naughty little girl?" he asked sweetly, a hand on her arse, and pushing her body towards him.

Hermione was staring wide eyed at him, and suddenly she nodded. Her face was flustered, and Harry was amazed. Hermione had a hidden side, a very sexy, kinky hidden side, and Harry smiled. He could not deny that this was nice and funny, aberrant and naughty.

Harry hit her hard on the arse, and Hermione gasped with wide open mouth, and Harry's hand moved towards the stretch band of her slip and pulled it hard down. With a tearing sound Hermione's slip tore.

He turned Hermione and saw her naked buttocks sticking out under her short miniskirt of the French servant. Because that was all that Hermione was wearing, and Harry was ogling Hermione as much as he could, and he licked his lips. He felt the Hybrid inside him coming alive, wanting to have his share of the daily sex, and he groaned. This game was exciting!

Harry saw that Hermione was saying something, but Harry ignored her. He grabbed the rest of her white knickers and tore it from her body. Harry lifted her miniskirt up to study her pussy again and bowed over; he kissed it. Then he stood erect, took the rod and hit Hermione on her behind again ... several times. Harry saw that her arse was red now, and he kissed and licked it. He heard Hermione moaning and he repeated the whole thing again. His hand grabbed her pussy tightly, and with his middle finger he penetrated Hermione's vagina, his pointing finger rubbing her clit. Wow, she was wet!

Suddenly he released Hermione and turned his attention at Pansy, who was like Hermione hanging from her rope and was watching him and Hermione spellbound. Pansy was wearing a black trouser and white t-shirt. Harry took his wand, whispered something and a knife sticked out of his wand. He used the raiser sharp knife to cut her t-shirt into pieces, and soon Pansy was hanging on ropes without a t-shirt ... only her white bra remained and her trousers. Harry brought the knife point under the band of the bra between Pansy's breasts and pulled. The bra fell from Pansy's well formed breasts and Harry immediately started to suck her breasts. Those breasts were larger then those of Hermione's, Harry knew, but he didn't care at the moment. Because he was busy with one of those amazing looking breasts.

Pansy shook her legs wildly and tried to push him from her, but Harry had nothing of it. He stopped kissing and licking Pansy's nipples and grabbed the buttons of her trouser and opened it. He opened all the buttons he could find and pulled her trousers of her body. Pansy only wore a very small piece of blue lace and Harry looked delighted at the sexy lingerie. He grabbed the lacy material and pulled it off and Harry grasped. He had no idea how she did it, but he remembered that Pansy was also cleanly shaven, but he saw the black triangle of pussy fur ... was now green! That's green pussy fur and Harry stared at her pussy mesmerized.

Now Pansy was shaking her legs widely and he looked at her face, and it was red of indignation and anger, and Harry smirked.

"You wanted to play, not me," said Harry. Harry knew that was not true, she wanted to watch, not to play, but he didn't care, because by watching something so ridicules as this was almost the same as joining it.

Now Harry stood in front of both girls and started to compare pussies. Hermione was still clean shaven, while Pansy's pussy had funny looking green fur. Both of the girls had amazing legs, and Pansy had large breasts, and Hermione ... was still wearing her white blouse and those boobs! He did not remember that Hermione had such large boobs?

He walked to Hermione and looked her in the eyes. Hermione did not seem to be upset and she looked him straight back into the eyes. She smirked even! Harry unbuttoned the blouse slowly, but Hermione made an impatient movement with her shoulders and her head, and Harry tore the blouse into pieces. Hermione smiled widely, and Harry's eyes almost bulged out of his sockets again. Huge boobs and red painted nipples with rings laced trough them. Harry had never seen an earring in nipples and he had no idea that people were doing that.

"Rings in your nipples, Hermione?" asked Harry mischievously.

Pansy stopped complaining and wrestling and looked enthralled at the red nipples of Hermione, while Hermione looked indignant at Harry. He could see Hermione's saying something, and he knew looking at her lips that she was denying earrings. Harry looked again at the rings trough her nipples and he nodded his head.

"Of course those are earrings, Hermione. Those are the same as Ginny is normally wearing," he said grinning and kissed them again.

Harry started to finger Hermione and he had an impish expression on his face. It was clear that he was planning something, and Pansy looked anxiously at what Harry was doing. Hermione had her eyes closed while Harry was fingering her pussy, rubbing all his fingers over her clit. With his other hand he held his wand and conjured a Dildo ... a large purple Dildo and he was planning to use it on Hermione. Harry grabbed Hermione's legs and opened them wider, so he could stick the Dildo in Hermione's pussy and he did. Hermione gasped when she felt the artificial penis penetrating her vagina, but then Harry activated the Dildo and it started to vibrate.

He stepped back and admired the result; Hermione's eyes were closed again and her mouth was slightly open, saliva was coming out of her mouth and Harry turned to Pansy with a wide grin on his face. Pansy's eyes were wide open and she shook her head severely, her mouth in the shape of an 'O'. She obviously didn't want to play anymore, and Harry was thinking about something more suitable.

"Petrificus Totalus" a female voice yelled behind Harry and Harry froze and fell on the floor.

The grinning face of Tonks was standing in front of Harry and the two bound girls.

"Well, that was fun," she said with a grin. "But I want to play as well."

Tonks metamorphosed into different colors of hair every second and pointed her wand at Harry. She murmured something under her breath, and the Harry's cloths melted from his body. A very naked Harry was lying in front of her and Tonk's eyes widened when she saw his manhood.

"Merlin's balls!" she exclaimed. "He is big!"

Pansy started to struggle wildly to get her attention and Tonks waved her wand towards Pansy, and the silencing charm was lifted from her.

"Tonks ... free me from this damned rope," Pansy yelled.

Tonks looked briefly at Pansy, then back at Harry thoughtfully.

"Tonks, will you listen to me?" asked Pansy desperately.

Tonks waved her wand again at Pansy and the silencing charm was back, and Pansy wrestled with all her power to get lose.

Tonks looked briefly at Hermione, but she was still in her own world and did not notice anything or was simply not interested.

She started to pull on her cloths and she undressed as fast as she could. She didn't want to banish her own cloths, because she planned to escape as fast as possible when she would be able to do so. When she was naked she liked her lips, and looked at Harry. She levitated Harry above the bed and dropped him in the middle and she jumped after Harry. His eyes were open and she knew that he could see, hear, smell and feel everything, except that he could not move.

Tonks was beautiful built, she had a small and petite figure with medium sized breasts, firm arse, flat stomach and long legs and she was at the moment in her natural state. She wanted the fuck this stud, and watching the girls and Harry having fun with each other made her very horny, and she was hanging with her head above his cock. She pointed her wand at his cock and murmured and Harry's cock grew immediately at full length and Tonks gasped at the sight. That thing was monstrous big, she thought with excitement and she positioned her pussy above his huge cock and lowered her self. The cock was resting against the opening of her vagina and she felt it penetrating her. She morphed her vagina larger and Harry could penetrate her easily, and then Tonks did something what she loved to do when she was having good sex, she morphed her vagina tight; it engulfed his cock like a tight silky glove and she began to fuck Harry seriously.

"Petrificus Totalus" a female voice yelled behind Harry and Tonks, and Tonks was hit by the spell and fell with open eyes sideward on the bed looking at a smirking Gabrielle Delacour.

Harry could not move, only blink his eyes, and he felt that his cock was still embedded into the pussy of Tonks, who laid petrified half on him and half on the bed, and he turned his eyes at the other side and if he could speak, he would groan. That was a very excited Gabrielle Delacour standing there with her wand at ready, looking intently and very horny. She was busy to undress herself and Harry was almost panicking. Not with a ten years old girl, oh Merlin, he thought desperately.

This was her chance, thought Gabrielle. She levitated Harry from bed and dropped him softly on the floor. She took ropes from the floor and bound Harry's hands and with her wand he was hanging between Hermione and Pansy, whose eyes were bulging out of her sockets now, and Gabrielle laughed at her expression. It was looking funny. She turned and she saw Ginny frozen in mid-movement, her wand at ready and seemingly planning to overwhelm her. Gabrielle's wand came up flashing fast.

"Petrificus Totalus" yelled Gabrielle as loud as possible and Ginny fell on the floor petrified. Then she turned her attention back to Harry, who was hanging there with his enormous cock sticking out like a flagpole, and she smirked. Tonight was her chance, and she planned to take it. She wanted to become pregnant and to marry this amazing man with his huge dark cock. But before anything of that, she wanted to enjoy every last bit of it.

She levitated Tonks from the bed and soon she had her arms bound and hanging next to Hermione. Gabrielle looked at the ceiling and conjured a rack, which was embedded in the beautiful ceiling. Then her wand twirled and Harry's rope came loose and she moved him under the new rack, where she bound him again. Now the girls had a good overview what Gabrielle was going to do with Harry. She cast a silencing charm on Harry and the counter curse for the Petrificus Totalus and Harry started to wrestle immediately, all the time shouting but no sound escaped his mouth.

Gabrielle took his cock in her mouth and sucked, and Harry's eyes went wide and he was immediately quiet. Veela's had special gifts, which not many knew about. One of the gifts they had was the ability to give pleasure to men in ways that men could be driven into madness when a Veela whished to do so.

The Veela's saliva was special in a way that it would rejuvenate the nerves of a male, and especially the nerves at and near his crotch and mouth and lips. But that was not all, the liquids in her vagina was also special, because by its special properties it would enable to suck the penis of a male into the vagina of a Veela and keep it there erected as long as the Veela wanted and Gabrielle smiled happily. And then there was the way how the Veela could let the male feel like he was in heaven at the moment his manhood would penetrate her.

Gabrielle knew that the time had come for her to make a final choice. She was ten years old, almost eleven years old, and the time for the Veela to choose a mate for life had come. For a Veela, eleven years old means adulthood, and compared with a witch, she was seventeen. An adult Veela, in her case eleven years old Gabrielle, must choose a mate, and she found her mate in Harry. Even when he had problems with a woman of ten years old, he must accept the fact that she was a Veela and Veela's are different then normal witches. Gabrielle had no idea why her sister was waiting so long, but she did not plan to waist one minute.

Gabrielle's figure was like a very attractive young woman; her breasts were not large, but her nipples were and they were oh so sensible. Her flat stomach was something from a classical statue from the ancient Greeks ... a real feminine belly which resulted in her pussy ... surrounded with short curly golden fur, long slender legs with a tight little arse. The color of her skin did not know any decolouring ... everywhere was the same warm golden crème color and she was proud of that. In France she used to sunbath every free moment of her life and she was rewarded with her golden skin. With her straight long golden hair she looked like a young Greek goddess.

She gave a final lick on the cock of Harry and smiled warmly at Harry, her mate. Harry's eyes went only wider, but of course there was no other reaction from him; he was petrified and could do nothing against her charm. This was the moment for her, and she felt so happy. She laid her hands on his belly and slowly she started to massage it. Her hands crept higher and higher, massaging the flesh under her fingers slowly and sensually. Her long pointed fingernails scratched his skin softly, and gooseflesh was the reward and Gabrielle grinned. Her fingers reached his nipples and she bent towards his chest and licked them.

Gabrielle reached Harry's face, and slowly she started to kiss him. She knew that no man could resist the feeling he got now, even a man like Harry, who could resist the Veela's call and charm, but he could not fight the chemistry of his body, and she knew that she captivate Harry's full attention. Not that he had any choice in the matter, because she was the boss at the moment. She wrapped her erected nipples over his chest, while her tongue penetrated Harry's mouth, and started the game of rubbing his tongue and teeth.

She could feel his cock pressing against her abdomen and she decided to have him ... he wanted to make this final and when she was fucking him to release him from the spell. She opened her legs while still kissing him slowly and with her right hand she guided his cock in front of her wet opening. She pressed her under body against his member and pushed a little.

Yesssssssss, his cock penetrated her vagina ... Merlin, he was big and she tried to give more space and widened her legs even more and pushed again. His cock penetrated her deeper and she felt the Veela magic doing its work ... his cock seemed too be glued in her vagina and it sucked his cock deeper and deeper. With Gabrielle's other hand she pointed her wand to Harry and released him from the charm, and Gabrielle could feel Harry's body started to move.

The first thing what Harry tried to do was pushing her away ... that was hard for him, because his hands were still bound above his head, and of course he was not much successful, then only his cock became more embedded in her vagina then before and Harry's eyes widened when he realized the intense pleasure he felt of his cock deeply buried in the womanhood of Gabrielle.

"Gabrielle, please, you are too young for that," he moaned. "I ... we are ... aaaaahhhhrch ... going to have ... oh Merlin ... problems ... because ... aaaaahhh ... of your ... age ... damn Veela's" moaned Harry, screaming out the last two words.

"Oh Merlin," groaned Harry and he could not help his body to started to trust his cock deep in the womb of Gabrielle and his body loved the feeling of almost constant ecstasy. "Oh Gabrielle, what must I do with you now?" Harry moaned ... his eyes half closed and his trusts becoming more frantic.

"Give it all," breathed Gabrielle. "You are my mate and I made my choice."

Harry did not say anything, he was only fucking this amazingly girl and he felt in heaven. Gabrielle shifted her body more over his cock ... her feet did not touch the ground anymore, and in fact she sat on his large cock. She could feel the heat rising from deeply in her abdomen and fast becoming a feeling shat she never felt before. Harry felt her vagina contracting around his cock and he felt that he was close to come.

Gabrielle was stretching her back like a cat. This was it, the feeling of ecstasy, her first organism, and that with her mate for life, and she was so happy. With a burst of heath she came and she felt that Harry had his orgasm as well. The hot seed burst in her womb and Harry screamed!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaarch"

Gabrielle did not say a word, she was riding on the waves of her orgasm, her absolute climax, the peak of anything she ever felt in her life, the feeling of contentment, fulfilling and warmth filled her being, and for one moment their auras were merged as one, and Gabrielle felt his seed spreading through her womb and filling her up.

She felt a discharge of their magic growing from within their merged auras and exploded in full violence and travelling throughout the bedroom and through the castle. But there was more ... a blinding flash of raw magic exploded from their combined bodies and she knew that she was pregnant and Gabrielle felt her core of her being harmonizing itself with the core of Harry and that feeling made her almost pass out.

The Veela magic of her body released his cock, because the work was done and the restrains of the rope around Harry's hands was released and both of them collapsed on the floor, heavily breathing and still riding on the waves of their combined organism.

The girls behind them, who were still bound by ropes above their heads, were watching in shock the Veela magic doing its work. They never saw something like this ever before, and they were deeply impressed and shocked by the magical play the witnessed from the fucking couple.

Harry and Gabrielle were lying on the floor, Harry's cock was not buried in the vagina of Gabrielle anymore and he felt new strength running through his body. He felt that his core was recharged, the feeling of absolute power running through the nerves of his body, magical waves of energy discharging constantly and through his fingertips small little flashes of light were sparkling.

His body was surrounded by a milky white mist, similar as when he changed into the Hybrid, but this was different. He felt himself awoken from a dream, like a veil was lifted from his body and mind, and unchecked powers was racing through his body. Oh man, he felt strong and energized ... and all of that because of a fuck! Who could think that he would feel like this? He didn't know that something like this was possible! He never felt like this when he had sex with the other girls. He wondered if any man felt like this when they made love with a Veela.

Harry looked at Gabrielle, who was lying on the floor next to him on her back. She was looking at the ceiling and she did not say anything. But her face looked peaceful and her eyes were radiating happiness and fulfilment. Well, she had hunted him several times throughout the castle and at last she had him, and who could think what would happen when he had sex with a Veela.

He felt the connection he had with Gabrielle, it was a similar feeling he had with his Hybrid, except that the other end of the connection was not deeply buried within himself, but with the amazing young woman next to him. He grimaced. Now he must come to terms with the outside world, he had sex with a ten year old girl, but then again he had the feeling that it was different, because the young women next to him did not look at all ten years old.

Harry shifted his attention to the hanging girls in front of him, and he watched Tonks. He was looking for his wand, which was on the bed. His wand jumped from the bed straight into his hand, and Harry dropped the wand in shock. How was that possible? He only wanted to get his wand and it happened immediately, and Harry's eyebrows went up in astonishment.

Was that wandless magic? Wandless and wordless magic to be exact. Harry looked at the face of Hermione and she too was looking in amazement in what he had done. He felt talking to her, but did not want to release the silencing spell yet, because he had plans with the hanging girls here. Those girls had planned to seduce him or worse, and Hermione was the one with the sickening fantasy of her French maid role play and have fun with him. And she was the one who was playing strange and dangerous games by making his life difficult, and she played that game even when they were battling that monster of an old dragon. Playing sex games he could understand, but to risk the lives of people he did not understand and did not appreciate it at all ... she must pay for that. Harry decided to teach them something now and for ever.

Harry jumped up and looked at Gabrielle with a look, which told her to keep out of his affairs now. Gabrielle could only nod and she was watching him intently to see what he was going to do.

Harry turned at Tonks and before anyone could react, Tonks was blown on the bed. Harry did not use his wand, not even his hands or fingers. Tonks was lying on the bed, and she felt that she could move again. She opened her mouth to protest, but was silenced by a Harry, who was kissing her straight on her mouth.

When he released her, she saw the prone figure of Harry hovering above her.

"Tonks, we are family, and you still want to have fun with me?" he whispered with a smirk. But Harry did not waited for her answer, because he lifted her hips up and trusted his erected cock straight into her vagina.

"We must finish what we have started," he said, and he started to trust. Tonks had problems with moving, how strange that sounded. Harry was hovering several centimetres above her body, and only his chest was touching the nipples of the breasts, giving her a warm tinkling feeling spreading throughout her chest. She had no idea how he did it, but he managed to float above her without any proof of magic and she was amazed of the power of his cock. Tonks morphed her vagina again to hold his amazing thick and long staff, and Harry was in a mystical way busy to fuck her without touching her, except her nipples then.

Harry waved his wand towards the girls and the hanging bodies of Pansy and Hermione were turned towards the bed, where they could see what Harry was doing.

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A/N: Editor for this chapter is Dave