True to predictions, Ron shoots his seed into Millie's bum with a howl and collapses almost immediately afterwards.
Millie is likewise drained, leaving it up to Luna to get both the others presentable incase anyone walks in. She moves the others to her master's room and strips them down before laying them in bed and then joining them.
Elsewhere, in the house, Hermione quickly seeks out a certain pink haired woman, "Tonks, I need some help."
"Watcher Hermione, what can I do to help?"
The bushy haired witch blushes, "I need to have a talk with Harry concerning our relationship and if it's just the two of us, well, we'll dance around it and not get anywhere."
Tonks smiles, "And you want me there to make sure certain things get said?"
"Basically. I've told you more than I want anyone else to know, but since you already know, you can say things that I'm simply too embarrassed to say."
"And I also happen to know my master well enough to do the same thing for him."
Hermione breaths a sigh of relief, "Thanks Tonks. Now, where's Harry?"
The Auror focuses on the young man in question, "The study, he's heard some interesting sounds from the library I think."
The two witches walk to the study and enter without benefit of knocking, "Hello Dora, you wished to speak with me?"
Tonks blushes, "You felt the probe master?"
"I did, but don't worry, I know you won't betray anything you find in my head Dora."
The woman blushes as she looks at the young man, "Thanks Harry."
"Now, what did you wish to speak to me about?"
Hermione draws her wand and casts over a dozen privacy charms before she turns back to one very curious Harry James Potter. "Sorry Harry, but I'm going to be embarrassed by this conversation and I don't want any interruption."
Harry nods, "I'll take it this has to do with exactly why your father asked me if I'd buggered you yet."
The witch's face goes beet red, "Oh my god, he didn't!"
"He did."
"Oh gods, I can't believe that he actually asked you that outright."
"Oh, I don't know, it does make things a bit easier on me, now that I know that you're interested and ready."
Hermione looks down to her feet, "I've been ready for a while now Harry, I just didn't think you were."
Harry stands up and walks over to Hermione so he can wrap his arms around her, "And you were probably right. It was you're dad's question that finally got me thinking about the whole matter. I still utterly refuse to pressure you Hermione, but if you're interested, I'm willing."
Tonks smiles as she leans against the door, out of sight, and hopefully out of mind as far as the teenaged lovers go.
"H- H- Harry, I'm interested."
"Alright Mione, did you have something in mind?"
"Yes I did."
The two move over to the loveseat somehow without releasing each other. As Hermione reluctantly explains what she wants, Harry's eyebrows endeavor to climb into his hairline.
"So that's it Harry, do you think I'm a freak or something?"
Harry instantly sees red, "You are not a freak Hermione!"
Tonks is instantly at her master's side, "Calm down Harry, calm down."
The wizard tightens his grip on his girlfriend protectively as he works to dissipate the anger that had spiked within him. "Sorry about that Mione, but you managed to hit one of my major buttons."
"I noticed and for that I apologize."
"It's alright, anyways, to answer the spirit of your question, no I don't think you're too twisted. I've given each girl since Bella and Cissa her request when it came to her first time, and I'm not about to change that now."
Harry reaches out an arm and snags Tonks shoulders, pulling her down onto the loveseat with him and Hermione. The three simply snuggle there, doing nothing more than enjoying the presence of the other two.
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Sunday night the teens return to Hogwarts with no fanfare, many with heavy thoughts on their minds.
As the last of the group enters the Headmasters, Albus says, "Harry, I need to speak to you for a moment, alone if you please."
Harry nods his head, "Guys, head back to the dorm. Dora, stay please."
Once the three are alone, Harry says, "What did you see in the Mirror of Erised?"
Dumbledore smiles, "I saw myself wearing woolen socks. Your caution is not unappreciated. Now onto the matter at hand, tomorrow morning, Severus is going to begin teaching the Patronus. Now, I am well aware of the fact that you can summon a very powerful Patronus, but we need the ability to desert you tomorrow. There are those in the school who report to Tom who are suspicious of how well you are getting along with Severus and a minor demonstration to the effect that he is still somewhat antagonistic towards you will help aid his further credibility. Also, the Patronus is almost impossible for a Dark wizard to cast."
Harry nods slowly, "A second string to convince old snake face that his scheme is working."
"Exactly, now I cannot force you to do this, but I can request it."
The young man sighs, "Very well, I'll try to botch the assignment tomorrow Albus, but I can't promise anything."
The old man nods in understanding, "It is very difficult for those with skill and knowledge not to use it, but be careful Harry, that can lead to the Dark as easily as murder and torture."
Tonks looks ready to thump the headmaster as she leaves the office with her master. Once they're safely away from prying ears Tonks says, "That manipulative old fuck!"
Harry looks at his pink haired Thrall in shock.
"Harry, if there's one way to injure a person's use of the Patronus, it's to wound their confidence in themselves."
The wizard scowls and turns to the wall, "/Expecto Patronum/!"
A silvery stag leaps from Harry's wand and looks about expectantly for a moment until it fades away.
The messy haired young man smiles, "Looks like I still got it."
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In the morning, Harry has butterflies in his stomach as he and his friends approach the DADA classroom. He's not sure whether or not to be upset when he sees Malfoy waiting in the classroom. The two rivals merely nod at each other before class begins.
Snape scowls at the class, "Good morning. Today, we will begin the study of the Patronus Charm. If you are a complete idiot you may not be aware of the fact that it is used to drive off Dementors. Mr. Malfoy, do you know the other primary use the Patronus?"
Draco swallows as he looks at his Head of House, "Err, it's also used to defend yourself against a Lethifold, the only real defense actually."
"Very good Mr. Malfoy, I see your time away from class has not been misspent, fifty points for Slytherin. Also worthy of note, a Dark Wizard will almost never be able to produce a proper Patronus." Snape's voice suddenly becomes extremely sarcastic, "Since we already have an acknowledged master of the Patronus, perhaps Mr. Potter could be so kind as to demonstrate. After all, if you can produce a corporeal Patronus during an actual Dementor attack and your O.W.L. examination it should be no problem for you now."
Harry reluctantly stands up and walks to the front of the classroom, he swallows as he reaches the mark on the floor, "E-e-expecto Patronum."
To Hthe surprise of most of the class, absolutely nothing happen.
"Come on boy, surely you can do better than that."
Harry bites off the sharp words as Snape's tone reawakens their old feud. His voice is solid as a rock as he reminds himself that this was planned out, "/Expecto Patronum/!"
Again nothing happens and Snape breaths an internal sigh of relief, the strength in the young man's voice had him expecting to see a silvery stag prancing about the classroom for the next hour. "Very well Mr. Potter, your vaulted 'skill' seems to have deserted you for today, perhaps another time. Return to your seat."
The Boy-Who-Lived is fuming as he returns to his seat, but he waves off his friends attempts at conversation.
Harry is still furious when he returns to his rooms after classes are done for the day, "Cissa, Tonks, go fetch Bella."
The two women almost jump as their master snaps at them and hurry out the door as Harry goes to the study. He growls as he paces the room, unable to suppress his anger, despite continuous efforts throughout the day.
Bellatrix Black walks into the study, "You sent for me master?"
"I did, come with me," Harry says and leads his Thrall to the playroom. "You wanted me to start taking out my anger on you Bella, well here's your first dose. Strip, now."
The dark haired woman almost sets a record in her efforts to disrobe, "What would you have me do master?"
Harry fetches one of the riding crops from the wall, "Bend over that block of wood."
Bella eagerly complies with her masters orders, her cunt already dripping at the anticipated pain.
The young wizard proves once and for all that he would have made an excellent beater, at least in Bellatrix's opinion, as he brings the crop down on her bum with all the force he can manage.
The bent over witch screams as glorious pain tears through her body.
Harry starts to rain down blows on Bella's arse at an unholy rate, not caring when blisters start to rise on the abused skin nor when his Thrall climaxes. Finally, Harry's arm feels like cooked spaghetti and he surveys his work with morbid curiosity. "Are you alright Bella," he asks in a subdued voice.
Bellatrix tries to straighten up, be finds she lacks the strength, "I'm fine master. Thank you for both your concern and your efforts on my behind."
Harry shakes his hand, "What would you like me to do?"
"If you would please master, move me over to one of the tables and send my sister in, she's well versed in dealing with this."
The young wizard is almost relieved when Bellatrix is safely in Narcissa's hands. He then retreats to the study and summons Tonks to him.
"Wotcher Harry, you called."
"Yes I did Dora. I'm trying to work out some stuff and I need some help."
"What can I do you for?"
"It's Pansy. You, Bella, Cissa, even Cho all seemed to have no problem with Hermione, but Pansy is throwing the whole thing off."
Tonks swallows and knows she might well regret what she's about to say, "Harry, all of us expect Pansy accept Hermione as our mistress because we knew how much you cared for her. Pansy's problem I think stems from two things. First and foremost, when you claimed my aunts, you didn't restrain yourself. You actually pushed all your energy into the spell, which means that you used the spell to its full advantage and completely altered their perceptions. Since then, whenever you've claimed another Thrall, you've held back, including with me. You have deliberately gone out of your way to make sure the personality changes weren't so pervasive. This unfortunately leads directly to the second problem. I suspect that in Pansy's mind, she's doing what she believes is best for you, providing the best possible mate, which to her means a pureblood of child-bearing age. Unfortunately, of all your Thralls, she's the only one who fits the bill. Master, I expect that if you want her to finally cooperate, you will first have to break her will and then rebuild her as you would have her."
Harry nods his head, "Retrieve Pansy for me Dora. There are some questions I need answered."
Tonks is almost scared for the girl as she notes her masters' scowl.
The two witches return quickly, "You sent for me Harry?"
"Three things. First you are overdressed."
Pansy swallows as she pulls off her robe, revealing a jumper and jeans. She's blushes slightly as Harry nods, indicating for her to continue.
Harry smiles when she pulls her jumper over her head, exposing her naked breasts to the cool air.
Tonks is pleasantly surprised at the domineering way her master seems to be asserting himself over his Thrall.
Pansy looks to Harry as she tosses her jumper aside and he merely continues to look at her. She reluctantly reaches for the button on her slacks. She swallows nervously as she undoes the clasp and lowers them to the ground. When she stands up Harry can see she has continued to follow his instructions as he sees her shaven cunt.
"Very good Parkinson. Now two, you misaddressed me when you walked in."
Pansy racks her brains trying to figure out what she did wrong, "I apologize, but I don't know what you mean."
"What did you call me when you walked in here?"
"I called you Harry."
"Correct, and that is the problem."
Realization dawns on Tonks as she realizes what the young man is getting at. She smirks behind Pansy's back and winks to Harry to indicate she understands. "What is he Pansy?"
"He's my master. Oh, I should have called you master."
"Correct, Tonks and Cho can call me Harry because they are friends of mine. You however are simply a slave to me right now. I shall inform you when you may address me by my given name in private. Now for the third item, I hereby command you as your master to tell me your reasons for not wishing to become a Death Eater."
Pansy swallows and decides that it would be best in the long run to get the whole affair out in the open, "It is quite simple master. I do believe that purebloods are highly superior to the common," Pansy catches herself just in time, "muggleborn. However, I also believe that there are too many of them for us to fight successfully let alone dominate. However, those aside master, I knew how caring you are. I know that when you fail You-Know-Who the punishments are extreme. Those punishments would be the standard Cruciatus Curse as well as the standard threat of death. However, for me and Millie, as women, we would also be gang raped when we failed to please the Dark Lord. I heard my father speak of the times that the Death Eaters had with Bellatrix and how the Dark Lord would occasionally delight in setting Bellatrix a task he knew she had no hope of completing just so that he'd have a reason to order her further debasement."
Harry nods in understanding and with a new found respect for Bella. "Alright, I can accept that. However, my earlier declaration still stands. Dora, pass the word to the others. Pansy is to obey every last man and woman in this group, my retainers as well as my Thralls. She may only refuse to obey them is if it would endanger her long-term health or if it would violate one of my standing rules or orders."
The pink haired woman nods, "It will be as you command master."
"Thank you Dora. Pansy, you are forbidden from wearing anything beyond socks and shoes while in the suite. You may enter from the outside still clothed, but must remove all your clothing immediately."
Pansy nods her head, "I hear and I obey master."
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Hermione and Luna are in the school library doing research for their classes when Draco slowly walks towards Hermione, "Granger, I need to speak to you."
Hermione's wand is in her hand as she turns to the platinum blonde boy, "What Malfoy?"
"I need to speak to Potter and you are the best means I have of conveying that to him."
The bushy haired looks at him, "Come along Luna, let's go."
Draco turns around to find Loony Lovegood pointing her wand at his back.
The two witches leave the library, all the while keeping an eye on Draco who sits at the table Hermione had just left. They quickly walk to Rowena's portrait and start looking for Harry.
Pansy is just walking out of the study with a bad taste in her mouth from having to lick Tonks juices from her master's staff while he was shagging her.
"Pansy where's Harry?"
Parkinson wants to lie so badly she can taste it, but she tells Hermione, "He's in the study recovering."
Hermione can guess what he's recovering from so she knocks before entering, "Come in." She finds Tonks still on Harry's lap and her face red from exertion.
"Harry, Malfoy says he wants to speak to you."
"Did he say what about?"
"No, and I didn't think to ask."
Harry has Tonks get off his lap reluctantly and Hermione's mouth goes dry as she sees his still half-erect tool. He quickly fixes his appearance, "Well, best not to keep Malfoy waiting if he's actually willing to talk."
Harry takes Tonks, Luna and Hermione with him as he walks to the library.
Draco is right where the girls had left him. Harry walks up to him, "You wanted to talk to me Malfoy?"
Draco nods his head and reaches for his wand, only to stop in mid-draw as the group level their wands at him. "I only want to do a privacy charm."
Harry nods and Tonks casts half a dozen quick privacy spells. "Now what did you wish to discuss?"
"Simple Potter, a truce between us. My mother came to me while I was recovering and told me many things, things I don't want to believe, but do. She told me that the Dark Lord sacrificed her to you for some reason and that I can believe. Then my father gave up his life to protect the Malfoy fortunes for me. I would be remiss in both my duty as a son and the patriarch of the Malfoy Family if I were to throw away his sacrifice and re-endanger the family fortunes by joining the Dark Lord. I am not one of your biggest fans, though I'll admit I was until you turned out to be such a wuss. Regardless, I will not join the Dark Lord, but nor will I become a part of your little group."
Harry nods his head, "I can live with you simply being neutral, though I doubt Tom will. Malfoy, I will say this plain and simple. So long as you maintain your neutrality, I will not even try to stop you from seeing your mum."
The blonde boy smiles, "Thank you. I wasn't sure how to ask for that."
Harry holds out his hand reluctantly, "Who knows Malfoy, keep this up and your mother may just make the two of us friends."
Draco hesitantly takes Harry's hand, "I wouldn't count on it Potter, but we live in a world of magic, so who knows."
Tonks takes down the privacy charms and the group breaks up, Draco heading to the dungeons while Harry and his ladies return to their suite.
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Back in the study, Harry is once more looking through the book of marital aid spells when he comes across a bookmark, in the form of a picture. He removes the picture, which is facing away from him and turns it around to look at it. The young man almost passes out from what he sees.
It's another photograph of James and Lily, only here, James is wearing his school uniform while Lily is kneeling at his feet completely naked with a collar attached to the leash James is holding. She also somehow appears to have grown dog ears and Harry's world starts to spin when he realizes that it is a Wizarding photograph as Lily pulls up her leg to scratch behind her ear, giving Harry a clean look at her bald crotch.
Harry puts face down on the desk quickly. "Mum, dad, I really wish you were here right now so I could punch the both of you!"
He goes to bed shortly after that, trying his best not to think about the photo he'd found.
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Harry breaths a sigh of relief when the week ends, bringing a close to the DADA chapter on the Patronus Charm. The heckling he'd received from the Slytherin's, except for Draco, had almost pushed the young wizard to retaliation in force.
Everyone from Thrall to teen breaths easier after the last bell rings Friday afternoon. Ron and Luna corner Harry in the study, "Hiya mate."
"Ron, Luna, what's up?"
Luna looks over to her lover who nods his head, "Well, we would like to reserve the playroom tonight."
Harry arches an eyebrow, "Do I even want to know?"
Ron and Luna look at each other before Ron says, "Probably not chum."
"I thought so. Very well, talk to the ladies and if they don't mind, then the room's yours for the night."
The lovers leave smiling and quickly make the requisite stops to ensure that no one will be disturbing them before they and Millie secure the playroom for their evening of fun.
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Tonks takes a steadying breath as she enters the study, "Master, may I speak with you?"
Harry closes the book he's reading and waves to a chair, "Of course Dora. What can I do for you?"
The pink haired woman ignores her master's tacit invitation to sit and instead kneels down at his feet and kisses each in turn, "Master, I have a request for you. This is a hard thing for me to ask and I suspect even harder for you to grant, but I wish to make my desire known."
The wizard arches his eyebrows at Tonks sudden submissiveness, "Very well, I will hear your request and I will think on it before giving you an answer."
"Thank you master. I- I- I- Oh to hell with it, I want to have your child."
Of all the things Tonks could have possibly asked for, this was on the bottom of the things Harry had expected. "I... can't give you an answer right now Dora. Actually, yes I can. I outright forbid the use of fertility spell, charms, potions, etc. However, if you choose to discontinue the contraceptive potions and spells that is up to you. If you become pregnant as a result, then so be it."
Tonks once more lowers her head to her master's feet to kiss each, "Thank you master, you have allowed more than I dared to hope. May I have my first chance now master?"
"Dora, you've had your turn lately, don't be greedy."
The kneeling woman blushes at the rebuke, "As you will master, would you like to spank me?"
Harry just looks at his Thrall who suddenly starts to giggle, "Alright Harry, I'll admit the try was obvious, but you can't blame a woman for trying now can you?"
"Get outta here, I have work to do."
"Yes master."
Tonks quits the room with a delighted spring in her step.
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Luna sighs in contentment as the wood closes around her neck and wrists and Millie locks the stocks in place.
Ron looks at his girlfriend's alabaster skin and then to the item beside him, "Luna, are you sure about this?"
"I am Ronald. Whenever you are ready."
All three of them are completely naked with Luna immobilized in the stocks.
The young man reaches for the iron in the brazier and draws it out reluctantly, "I doubt I'll ever be ready for this Luna, but if you are, I can make myself."
Luna closes her eyes as she anticipates the sweet pain that's to come.
Ron looks at the red hot end of the iron and feels his stomach roll.
Millicent can see how nervous her master is, his hand is unnaturally steady, but the rest of him is shaking like a leaf.
Ronald Weasley grabs midway up the iron to steady it and he aims for his girlfriend's flawless arse.
The blonde doesn't even try to hold in the scream as glorious pain rips through her body as the hot iron burns her skin. As it starts to pull away, Luna's scream takes on a different note as she climaxes.
Ron and Luna are both sweating bullets as the iron is return to the brazier. "Luna, are you alright?"
"I'm wonderful Ronald, thank you. Now continue to the next phase please."
Ron shakes his head, still not completely used to this side of his beloved's personality. He parts Luna's arsecheeks and pulls her buttplug from its resting place.
Millie smiles and brings the buttplug to her lips so she can suck on it while her mistress prepares to lose her final cherry.
The blonde focus's on staying loose as she feels the crown of her lover's staff press against her backdoor. As he slowly pushes in, Luna's world starts to spin as she is stretched oh so pleasurably.
Even before he is half way in, Ron has to mentally recite Quidditch rules and plays to keep his control in place.
When her lord's hips come to rest against her arse, and not incidentally her new branding, Luna's world explodes in a combination of pain and climax.
Ron's control is shattered at the sudden spasms around his cock and he lets loose his seed with a howl.
The large ex-Slytherin has licked every square millimeter of her mistress' buttplug when her master orgasms. She drops the plug instantly and helps her master sit down. She drops to her knees and instantly starts to clean off her master's staff.
Ron strokes his Thrall's hair as she slowly sucks his cock.
Once she is sure her master is completely clean she pulls away and crawls over to her mistress. Fully on her knees, Millie can see her target.
Luna squeals as her cheeks are parted and she feels a pair of lips seal around her arsehole.
Millie's cheeks are burning at her self-inflicted humiliation as she eagerly sucks her master's cum from her mistress's arse.
The blonde is shocked at this turn of events and even more so when the woman behind her starts to finger her cunt.
Ron is slowly stroking his cock as he watches the spectacle before him. Deciding to take advantage of the golden opportunity presented to him and walks to in front of Luna.
Luna Lovegood is quite surprised to be presented with her master's tool; however, she eagerly opens her mouth and lets him set the pace.
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Harry is alone in the study contemplating his situation. Finally he makes his choice and summons Bella, Cissa, and Tonks to him.
The three women look curiously at each other as they enter their master's presence.
"Ladies I've made a decision and now I need for you to quickly lay the groundwork to make it work."
Harry lays out his plans and the ladies recognize it as a variation on several public scenarios they'd discussed. When he's done, each woman nods her head. Cissa says, "Very well master, when do you wish to do this?"
"Tomorrow if at all possible, I don't want Tom to get too suspicious of my alignment."
The women nod again, "Alright master, we'll get on it immediately." The ladies leave their master, all hoping that things go as planned."
Later, each of the ladies report their part of the plan completed.
A/N: Until next time.