Harry's eating breakfast, slightly wondering where Ron and Luna are, when he starts to kick himself. He looks over to Neville and Ginny who could not get any closer to each other if they were physically joined, "Hey Nev."
"Yeah Harry?"
"About Bella..."
"Don't worry about it, that weekend was too occupied as was. I was wondering when you wanted to reschedule for."
"Would today work for you?"
Neville looks at his girlfriend who nods, "Works for us."
The other students are giving the group a few odd looks, but most are simply ignoring them.
Harry nods and considers Bella's standing punishment.
Meanwhile, back in the Slytherin common room, Millicent walks merrily into the room, the buttplug back in place, where another snake waits for her.
"So, things are going according to plan?"
Millie says, "Indeed. If things continue this well, your opportunity should come shortly. Lovegood is helping us greatly and I suspect she will convince Weasley to lend his aid as well."
"Very good Millie; now would you mind if I practiced my oral technique so I may please my future mistress'?"
Millie sits down in one of the chairs and pulls up her skirt, "Go ahead, but it's too late for rimming practice."
The other girl drops to her knees in front of the other chair, "Oh well, I've had a lot of practice with Draco and I can perfect my skill on my new master."
After breakfast, the group of teens goes back to their apartment.
"Bella, I need to speak to you now; Nev, you and Ginny also please."
The three follow Harry to the study where he takes his customary seat at the desk. "Bella, the time of retribution has come. Until midnight Sunday you are to obey Neville as though I were speaking, am I clear?"
She kneels before Harry and says, "Yes master." She then crawls over to Neville and kisses his feet, "My will is yours to command master."
Neville looks at the kneeling woman before he looks at his girlfriend.
Ginny looks down at the kneeling woman with contempt before she nods her head to Neville.
The young wizard smiles at the witch before he draws his leg back and kicks Bella right in the stomach.
Bellatrix gasps in pain and surprise while her master merely looks on.
"Thank you Harry, I promise to return her in relatively good shape."
"Thanks Nev, I trust you will enjoy your plans for her. Oh, and Bella, once you have made both of these two come once, you may orgasm once more unless your temporary master forbids it."
Ginny turns a feral grin on the woman who is just now starting to recover, "Oh, we will Harry, we will."
Harry reaches for his book while Ginny grabs Bella by the hair and leads her out of the study and to the play room.
Neville looks around the room with a small amount of repulsion as his girlfriend leads their quasi-willing victim to her first game.
Bella's heart is racing as she is let to a set of stocks. Her head and wrists are quickly positioned and the magical stock is closed and locked.
"Well bitch," the redhead says, "I think it's time for you to begin paying my love back for the hell you've put him through."
Neville nods his head, remembering the plan goes over to the wall and picks up a riding crop.
Ginny skips over to the cupboard with the toys in it and quickly draws out a blindfold.
Bella swallows nervously as the blindfold is put in place.
Neville takes a steadying breath and focuses on every pain he's felt when he visited his parents, ever time hoping for just one outward sign that they recognized him.
The bound woman doesn't even hear the whistle before her arse explodes in pain.
Ginny smiles as the bitch screams for a second time from a blow from Neville. She thinks, "Hopefully this will help him purge his psyche of the need for revenge."
Neville doesn't hold anything back as he brings the crop down time and time again, watching as the bitch's arse turns a deeper and deeper shade of red.
Ginny decides to step in before Neville breaks skin on the bound slut. "Easy there lover, it's time for our toy's next game."
Neville feels the rage drain from him at his girlfriend's words. He finally truly sees what Bellatrix's bum looks like and he feels an odd combination of pride and repulsion at his handiwork.
The redhead takes the crop from her boyfriend and lays it aside. "Well hun, shall we enjoy this bitch's position?"
Neville shakes his head before he agrees.
Ginny moves an end table around to in front of Bella. She drops her robe and strips her lower half before she hops onto the table.
Nev lowers his trousers after divesting himself of his robe.
Bella relaxes her arse as her master parts her cheeks.
The wizard says, "Now don't think you are going to get off that easy my dear. You are going to be thanking your mistress in helping me plan your punishment."
Bella opens her eyes and finds herself face to twat with a red bush.
Ginny moans in pleasure as the bound bitch starts to eat her out.
Neville watches as Bella starts to eat his girlfriend out, wishing it were his tongue at work, but he refuses to violate the age of consent law. He aims his turgid rod at Bella's brown pucker and drives his hips forward.
Bella moans in pleasure as her current master starts to shag her arse hard and harsh.
Ginny sighs in contentment as she watches the bitch get buggered. Her own arse twitches in sympathy, wishing, not for the first time, her boyfriend weren't so noble. He'd flat our refused to do anything besides a little light snogging until she was of a legal age or got a release form such as Luna's.
Bella wishes the pair of lovers would orgasm so she could; her body is right on the brink but the magic is keeping her from crossing that line.
Neville closes his eyes for a moment and imagines it is Ginny bent over in front of him and he looses control.
Ginny hears her boyfriend scream as he comes, she finally relaxes and lets the wave roll over her so she comes at the same time as he does.
Bella can feel the chain's breaking as she first feels the warm cum shoot into her bum and then tastes her mistress's sweet nectar. She shudders as she goes multi-orgasmic.
Neville is light headed as he pulls out of Bella and looks up to see Ginny smiling at him, "Have a good time?"
He moves around and helps her down, "Indeed I did."
"Good honey," she says before she kisses his cheek. "Now, shall we continue?"
Bella's voice is almost gone and she can't stand upright by the time the two lovers break for lunch. Neville is leading her by a leash as they eat in the common room with the others and her to her utter humiliation she's made to drink and eat from bowls on the floor.
After lunch is done, Bella is lead back into the playroom while Cho retreats to her room to think as she has been doing frequently. Finally, she makes her decision and opens the box Narcissa had given her.
Inside she finds a black satin chocker with the crossed sword and wand of the Potter family. She places the fabric around her neck and it automatically tightens enough to press the disk into the flesh directly above the larynx. She tries to take a deep breath, but finds the disk is restricting her airway. She walks to the study where Harry has retreated to. "Excuse me?"
Harry is just sitting down when Cho enters the room, "Yes?"
Cho closes the door behind her, "Master, I have made my decision."
"You've decided to go ahead with the probation then?"
"Yes I have master."
"Very well then, go and get Hermione."
Cho nods her head meekly, "Yes master."
She leaves and returns a minute later with Hermione.
"Yes Harry?"
"Hermione, Cho here has decided to proceed with her application to my harem and I would like you help me with her first task."
The grin the bushy haired witch turns on the other woman is eviler than the one reserved for Draco, "How can I help?"
"Cho, from now on, you will be treated exactly as you would be if you were already one of my thralls. Now, I have given Neville a chance to settle an old score with Bella and I'd feel like an ass if I didn't give my best friend the same opportunity. Hermione, you can do as you wish with her so long as it's not permanent and don't leave our suite."
"Thank you Harry, I promise not to abuse this too badly."
Harry nods his heads as Hermione leads Cho out of the study and straight to the bedroom.
"Are you ready to start serving Chang?"
"I am yours to command mistress."
Hermione tosses her robe onto one of the cots. She looks at the pretty seeker, "You are wearing much too much clothing."
Cho's hands are shaking at Hermione's condescending tone as she quickly disrobes. She hesitantly drops to her knees.
"Very good Chang, very good indeed; now, come over here and help your mistress disrobe."
Cho forces herself to do as ordered, knowing that should she disobey, or attempt to smack the grin off of the other girls face, she would be in a world of hurt.
Hermione feels a rush of power as the Asian witch helps her out of her clothing.
The kneeling witch blushes when her mistress is naked as she lowers her head and kisses the other woman's feet.
"Thank you Chang. Now, bend over the edge of the bed if you please."
Cho cringes, knowing what's coming next as Hermione goes over to Cissa's box and pulls out the strap on.
Hermione puts on the artifact and walks to behind the girl. She grabs Cho's arsecheeks and pulls them apart, "You know Cho I think I'm going to enjoy our time together."
By the time Hermione is done, Cho knows she will never be able to look at her future mistress the same again.
After Harry sends his girlfriend and prospective thrall on their way, he summons Narcissa and Tonks.
The pair enters and says, "Yes master?"
"Cissa, I need you to go and see the twins. I will need their aid soon in expressing my displeasure with Albus. Tonks go with her, the two man rule stays hard and fast."
The pair nods in unison, "As you will master."
"Thank you both."
The women leave and Harry returns to reading the book on White Magic that his father left for him.
Tonks and Cissa take the Floo from Albus' office to the Leaky Cauldron and then on to the twins shop.
Fred and George are both awed by the opportunity presented to them, a shot at the one target that had always eluded them, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Ron and Luna are studying and snuggling in the common room when Ron breaks the silence, "Luna, I have a question for you."
"Yes Ronald?"
"Why did you use a magical buttplug for Millicent?"
"Because of the added benefits," Luna says as though the answer should be obvious.
"Would you mind explaining those Luna?"
Luna looks at her boyfriend in confusion for a second before realization dawns on her, "Oh Ronald, I am so sorry. I continue to forget that you have not been studying the lifestyle for as long as I have.
"The benefit you can derive from her buttplug is the fee you can extort from her for the needed permission. For example you could pull her into a closet or empty classroom for a spanking, fellatio, or even a quick piece of arse. Also, should you be displeased with her or her performance, you may still decline the permission. The item in question exists primarily to help underscore her subservience to you."
Ron's blushing beer red, "Luna, how do you know so much about this?"
Luna smiles at him, "Daddy is a very bright man. He realized after Mommy died that he could not truly understand me and he refused to control me. As such, he took the opposite approach and applied the theorem, 'If she is going to do something, I want her to do it right and be safe when doing it.' As a result, whenever I would get a new curiosity, such as bondage and discipline, he would acquire the books needed to ensure I was safe should I choose to indulge in any of these activities and would endeavor to learn as much about it as he could. Although he didn't have much to learn about the lifestyle when I started asking about it."
"Dare I ask?"
"I accidentally stumbled across Mommy's journals and apparently they enjoyed the same games we do."
Ron shakes his head, "Luna, my love, I think I've had enough for tonight."
"Very well Ronald."
The two return to their studying while plans are being made in the dungeons for Ron and another.
Mille looks at her friend, "Are you positive?"
"I'm sure. There's an initiation planned for this weekend and we're on the schedule. We either move forward with the plan or else we give up our futures. Either way, we loose it all, so it's up to us to decide who gets it."
Millicent looks at her friend. "You are right, naturally. I dislike having to move things forward this quickly, but it would appear that we have no choice."
The girl nods, "Can you talk to Lovegood? If this is to work, we'll have to make our cases directly to our perspective masters."
Millicent nods, "I can get a message to her. She told me to send her an owl if anything came up, and I think this qualifies."
The other girl smiles, "Thank you Millie. You may be saving both of our lives and futures."
Millie hugs the other girl before she scratches out a quick note to the blonde girl and heads to the owlery.
The other woman drops in a chair knowing her future will be decided soon.
Ron and Luna are still snuggling when an owl swoops in and drops a piece of parchment in her lap.
The blonde witch picks up the parchment and starts to read. Once she is done, she says, "Come Ronald, we need to speak to Harry immediately."
Ron follows Luna curiously as she heads directly for the study.
Luna knocks and waits a moment before entering, "Harry, there's a problem."
Harry looks up and his panic levels skyrocket, he's never seen Luna even slightly phased, let alone outright agitated. "What's wrong Luna?"
"No doubt you remember the incident that I arranged in the library while you were otherwise occupied." Harry nods his head so she continues, "Well, both her and a friend are in grave danger. Their families are long time supports of the dark. They say that there is to be an induction ceremony next weekend where they will be forced to join the Death Eaters."
Harry sits up, "What can I do to help?"
"Lord Potter, you are probably unaware of the side effects of the Slave Curse you have employed thrice now. One of them is that no other magical bonds may be formed."
"In English please Luna."
"Basically, if they have the Curse used against them, the Dark Mark won't take."
Harry sits back, "What aren't you telling me?"
"One of the girls wishes for you to claim her Lord Potter, the other however, wishes to be claimed by Ronald."
Ron looks at his girlfriend, "Are you talking about her?"
"Yes I am Ronald."
Harry speaks up, "Alright, before we go making any decisions, let's do a little bit of checking. Luna, take Ron and meet with these two, I want to know what pressure is being brought to bear against them. I have something to check on myself."
"As you will Lord Potter. Who shall be your escort?"
"You two, Dumbledore's office is on the way to the owlery."
Luna nods and the trio quickly leaves the suite.
Harry shakes his head as the lovers leave him at the gargoyle.
Dumbledore looks up as Harry walks into his office, "Ah, Harry, what brings you by?"
"A migraine," he replies before he collapses into on of the comfy chairs that decorate the office.
"Should I put the fragile items away now or later?"
"Neither, I need to talk to Snape and I figured this way would avoid suspicion on most people's parts."
The old mage nods his head and goes to the fireplace. Moments late, one greasy haired man steps into the office in a burst of green flames, "You wished to see me Mr. Potter?"
"Can the act Severus, I'm in a piss poor mood."
Snape looks at the young man in astonishment, "What's wrong?"
"I need to know if there's a Death Eater induction planned for this weekend."
"Yes there is, how did you find out?"
"One last question first, do you know who's set to be inducted?"
"No, I do not. I dare not push to hard for information concerning recruitment."
The two older men look on in awe as Harry proceeds to cuss up a storm.
When Harry winds down, Snape says, "Why do I get the distinct impression that this is going to get markedly unpleasant."
"Because it damn well is. Luna received a request from a pair of ladies who are set to be inducted this weekend. They say that they would rather be claimed by me and Ron as slaves than take the Dark Mark."
Snape doesn't look at all surprised, "I'm not at all surprised, if they are less than willing, than the prospect of becoming your property would seem rather like a godsend. As much as I deplore saying this Harry, if they are truly willing, accept their offers. Anything that denies the Dark Lord personnel is most assuredly worth pursuing."
Harry looks over to Albus who nods his head, "As disagreeable as it may seem, Severus is correct. If these young ladies do join with Tom, then their souls will be lost to the darkness and their lives will eventually be the forfeit for their failure. If they become your property, then they will have a kind master at the minimum."
"Just incase you missed it, one of these girls want to go to Ron Weasley."
Albus says, "If Mr. Weasley can successfully cast the spell, then that is acceptable."
"I think we're jumping ahead of ourselves here. I would prefer to avoid using that spell if at all possible. I'd rather simply bring them in under my protection."
Both of the men nod in agreement.
Snape sits down as Harry says, "Albus, could you arrange for some refreshments please, not to be rude."
The long bearded mage smiles, "No offence taken Lord Potter." He snaps his fingers and platters of sandwiches appear along with glasses of pumpkin juice.
Luna sends an owl to Millie telling her to come to the library with her friend.
Millie reads the note from Luna and looks at her friend, "This is it; we are to meet them in the library with the proof of what's to be used to force us to take the Dark Mark."
The girl nods her head, "Looks like you were right for once. The stuff is in my trunk."
A few minutes later, the two females are walking towards the library with the documents that will change their lives forever in their hands.
Ron is waiting rather impatiently while Luna appears completely serene.
The pair of Slytherin's enter the library and quickly seek out Luna.
The blonde ex-Ravenclaw sees Millicent and her friend approach. "Hello Millie."
"Hello Luna, master."
Ron looks at the other female in surprise, "Of anybody, you are the last person I'd expect to do this willingly."
The girl stares at him, "I know, but it beats the knickers off the alternative."
The redhead reluctantly nods in agreement. "Come on, Harry's waiting in the headmasters office."
The quartet arrives at the old man's office to find Harry and Albus alone.
"Hiya mate," Ron says, "looky what the kneazle dragged in."
Harry looks over and his heart stops. "Is she..."
Millie says, "She is indeed."
Harry sits back quickly shocked to his core.
Albus speaks up, "May I ask you ladies for the documents to verify your claims?"
Millie hands the old mage the documents when the group of teens array themselves around the room.
A tense silence permeates the room while Albus looks over the paper. "Harry, I'm afraid that these ladies are telling the truth. These are marriage contracts and the ladies in question are required to submit to the will of their future husbands. Should the men in question decree that the ladies join the Death Eaters, they will have no choice but to comply."
Harry leans back in his chair and looks at the pair of Slytherins, "In that case, it would appear that the pair of you will be granted your requests after all. Albus, please be so kind as to have the necessary paperwork drawn up."
"It will be as you desire Harry."
"No, only as it must be."
The old mage winces internally at the raw resentment in the young man's voice.
Harry stands up, "Come along, let's get this taken care of."
The new inductees hope that their chosen master isn't going to be as cruel as the one they just avoided.
Once the group arrives at their suite, Harry says, "Cissa, you know the spell fairly well, I want you to go with Ron and make sure nothing goes wrong."
The blonde nods hesitantly, "As you command master."
Harry looks at the other girl, "Pansy, I hope you and I can come to a reasonable accommodation."
Luna looks at the Slytherin for a moment, "Perhaps if you removed the spell on your face, it would help Harry get into the proper mindset."
All eyes turn to the eccentric young witch. Pansy says, "What spell?"
"There is a spell, or perhaps two, surrounding your face."
"I don't know of any spells to do that."
"I can feel the magic, it is there."
Harry closes his eyes and he can feel it right on the edge of his senses, a tingling coming from the girl. "She's right, I can feel it as well, now that I know what to look for."
Hermione looks at the Slytherin for a moment before she closes her eyes. The entire group watches her eyes dart around behind her eyelids. Finally, Hermione opens her eyes and looks at Pansy, "It's a Repulsion Charm."
Luna speaks up, "One that is tied to a Glamour Charm."
"Set up so people wouldn't want to look at you..."
"But still be able to be in the same room as you."
"Most likely put in place..."
"By your father to ensure you remained pure."
"A simple Fininte won't work..."
"The Glamour Stripping spell should do the job however."
"Providing of course..."
"That there is not an extra spell to prevent tampering."
"In that case..."
"A bit of research will be required."
Harry looks on in awe at Luna and Hermione's ping-pong conversation. Finally, he says, "You two are terrifying, you know that?"
The two witches blush prettily.
Narcissa steps in, "May I have a shot at this master? I probably have the greatest experience with this variety of charms."
"Go ahead my dear."
Cissa casts a spell on Pansy that makes her face glow green for a moment, "Excellent, no nasty surprises." She casts another spell on the dark haired witch and jaws drop around the room.
A/N: Until next time.