In the playroom, Cho is completely naked as she fingers the cat-o'-nine tails lovingly. Without warning she whips the cat around and her back explodes in pain from where the lash connected with flesh.
The Asian witch continues to flog herself for several minutes, but finding that she's no closer to relief now than when she started, she vows to get her master to beat her senseless soon.
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Sunday morning after breakfast, Hermione corners Harry in the study along with Tonks, "Harry, can we talk for a second?"
The young wizard nods hesitantly.
The younger witch sits down, "Harry I want to talk about the physical side of our relationship."
Harry almost panics, afraid that Hermione had finally figured out how unworthy he is of her affection.
"Harry James Potter, stop thinking like that right now! I want to talk about advancing the more physical aspect of our relationship!"
"A- a- are you serious Mione?"
"Of course I'm serious Harry. I- I've finally decided that in this one case, engaged is as good as married."
The witches can read the lust in the young man's eyes for a moment before his legendary control slips back into place, "As much as I want to Mione, I can't; not without discussing this matter with your parents first."
Hermione wants to slap Harry silly until she takes a moment to ask, "Why would you want to discuss this with them first Harry?"
"Because I don't want to risk alienating them and, I also want to give you a few days to think further on this, Hermione, to make sure you aren't rushing in where angels fear to tread."
The bushy haired witch is slightly insulted by the insinuation but before she can do or say something she would deeply regret she manages to look at her actions from his perspective for a moment and suddenly she's not quite as angry. "I have been thinking about this for a few days already Harry, however if it makes you feel more comfortable waiting a few more days until you can talk this over at length with my parents, I guess, I'll have to settle for my fingers."
The young wizard blushes as comprehension dawns.
Hermione giggles slightly, "Don't worry Harry, I'm only teasing you."
Harry smiles slightly, "I guess I'm still just a bit too sensitive to friendly teasing huh?"
The witch gently kisses her fiancé, "Don't let it worry you Harry. So, when do you want to talk to my folks?"
"I think the next full moon is next weekend; that would be the best time."
The witch nods and her lover gets a far away look in his eyes, "Mione, I hate to do this, but I need to run some errands in Hogsmead and I'd rather you stay here?"
Hermione winks at him, "Going to meet your mistress?"
"Nope, you've already met all of them. No, I'm going to buy you a present and I'd like it to be a surprise."
Another kiss to the cheek and Hermione is out the door, on her way to the library.
A few minutes later Harry and Tonks are on their way into town.
The owner of the jewelry shop smiles when the two walk into his shop.
A few minutes of perusing later, Harry finds just what he's looking for. A silver pendant about two inches in diameter with a small diamond in the center and an intricate, though delicate and non-magical, calligraphy design.
A minute later, Harry and Tonks are on their way back to the castle and to see the headmaster.
"Ah, Harry," the old man says as the pair enter the room, "how may I help you?"
The young wizard draws the pendant from his pocket and lays it on the desk, "I need this turned into a Portkey that can move in and out of Hogwarts."
Albus nods, "I'll make you a trade; I presume this is for Miss Granger correct?" Harry nods and the ancient mage continues, "Then I will agree to make this into a portkey for you if you will agree to wear one just like it."
The young man smiles, "I accept Albus, providing you can use something covert."
Opening a drawer in his desk, the headmaster pulls out a small pin shaped like a phoenix, "You can wear this inside your own robe Harry. Now, where do you want the destination to be?"
"The entrance hall at #12 should do nicely."
Harry slips the pin onto his collar after the spell has been cast to turn both it and the locket into Portkeys.
As the pair approaches the painting of Rowena Ravenclaw, Susan Bones seems to materialize out of the stonework, "Harry, can I talk to you?"
"Sure Susan, come on in."
In the common room, Harry says, "What can I do for you?"
Instead of answering with words, the blonde witch rolls up her left sleeve to the elbow and shows her forearm to the assembled group.
Hermione inhales sharply as she sees the Dark Mark burned onto the other witch's skin, "How could you?"
Susan retorts sharply, "I wasn't given a choice, or at least not much of one. During the last Hogsmead weekend, I was grabbed by Theo Nott of Slytherin and he used a portkey to kidnap me. I was taken before You-Know-Who and he told me that I had a choice to make. I could either take the Mark and become one of his servants or he'd turn me over to the Death Eaters to be raped and then killed."
Hermione instantly blushes at her initial, accusatory tone, "I'm sorry Susan."
The blonde Hufflepuff smiles, "It's alright, I expected a worse reception when I told you. At least no one tried to hex me."
Bellatrix looks at the younger woman, "My master and his friends don't attack without cause. You don't have your wand out and aren't threatening anyone, so we will listen."
"Thank you, everyone; I know about the Sex Slave Curse that Voldemort gave to Harry hoping to corrupt him. He thinks that since the two of them had such a similar upbringing that Harry will quickly join him; however Voldemort doesn't realize just how different the two are. Even I know this won't work; however I did not volunteer this information."
Harry says, "Thank you for that Susan. Now, how can we help you?"
"Simple. I know you have a way to remove the Dark Mark Harry, I've seen Professor Black's forearm, and there is nothing there. I want you to remove this, this, this thing from my body before it destroys my soul."
The wizard looks at Susan mournfully, "I'm sorry to say Susan, but the spell that removed the Mark from Bella was the Sex Slave Curse. In effect Susan, you would be trading a master who I intend to destroy soon in for one for the rest of your life."
With tears suddenly in her eyes, the Hufflepuff says, "Then do it! At least I know you won't make me torture and murder children!"
Millie looks at the young woman in compassion, "Harry, how is she different than me and Pansy? We chose to be bound rather than take the Mark, but she wasn't given a choice. Now though, you can free her."
The wizard seems to deflate, "Very well Susan, if you wish for either Ron or Neville to bind you, then I will not object. However, before anything else is done, you will need to speak to the headmaster and your aunt Amelia. There is paperwork that needs to be filed and explanations to be made; and possibly charges filed. Bella, Cissa, Tonks go and get Dumbledore please."
The three ladies in question quickly move from the room to fetch the headmaster.
"Now, Susan, do you have any opinion on who will become your new master?"
"Well, I was kinda hoping for Neville."
All eyes turn, not to the young man in question, but to his girlfriend.
Ginny looks at Susan Bone for several long seconds, "How long have you been in love with my boyfriend Susan?"
The blonde blushes, "Almost three years now. Auntie was hoping for a familial alliance once we finished school, but that was before you and he got together."
The redheaded witch nods, "Would you ever try to force him to choose between the two of us?"
Susan looks almost indignant, "Of course not, I love Neville and only want to see him happy. Before I was forced to take the Mark, I was going to simply smile and ask to be a bride's maid at the wedding because of how happy you made him. Now though, it looks like he gets the both of us if the two of you are willing."
Neville speaks up, "Susan, I wouldn't wish this situation on my worst enemy. While I want to help you, I will not do anything without Ginny's consent. I want to spend the rest of my life with her and I won't jeopardize that if I can avoid it."
Ginny smiles, "Consider it a date then Mr. Longstaff," the witch says with a sly wink. "In regards to this situation, I won't stop you from claiming her beloved, because I trust you won't simply drop me for her and if I can help someone get out from under Riddle's thumb, then I'm happy to do so."
Neville winces internally before he reaches up from where he's sitting and pulls his girlfriend down into his lap, "Ginny, I can't undo the past, but we will kick Riddle's arse for what he did to you."
With unshed tears in her eyes, the witch kisses her boyfriend while the others look on confused.
Susan smiles, glad to be a part of such an obviously loving couple.
The lovers separate when the portrait hole opens to allow Harry's Thralls entrance followed by Amelia Bones and Albus.
"Susan, what is going on here?"
Harry waves at the couches around the room, "You may wish to sit down Madam Bones, there's a lot that needs to be discussed tonight and you might as well be comfortable during it."
The two adults sit down and the entire situation is laid before them.
Finally, Harry says, "As a solution to the Dark Mark problem, Susan has asked that Neville use the Sex Slave curse on her as it will override the Dark Mark. However, in this situation Madam Bones, you have the right to object as you are her guardian and you were not endeavoring to force the situation on her."
Amelia nods, "Susan, if you want, we can prosecute Nott immediately for kidnapping, extortion, and a few other things. Also, we can put you into protective custody until You-Know-Who is destroyed forever."
"Oh, Auntie, at least call him Voldemort. He's a monster who needs to be put down, and respected only for his ability to cause damage, like a rabid dog. Anyways, I appreciate the offer of protective custody, but no. I don't mind being bound to Neville, I love him and at least now I will have the chance to spend the rest of my life with him."
The older Bones nods, "Then all I will say on that subject is to Mr. Longbottom, treat my niece well."
"I will ma'am, I will.
"Also Auntie, I will defer the subject of prosecution to my future master."
Neville's voice is unnaturally harsh, "Madam Bones, I want you to prosecute that bastard, but with the knowledge that should he escape justice at your hands, he will find it at mine."
Before anyone else can respond, Harry says, "And with my full support ma'am."
Amelia looks ready to explode at the two for threatening to extract vengeance in front of the head of the MLE until she realizes that the two in question are effectively beyond her control, "I hope that your vow of justice will not be needed Mr. Longbottom. Now Susan, if you are sure there is nothing I can do to change your mind, then I guess I will simply sign the paperwork and hope that you have made the right choice in your life."
Albus reaches into his robe and pulls out a clipboard that he hands to the woman, "I surmised the purpose for my presence when Ms. Tonks requested Amelia's presence, forgive me if I overstepped my bounds."
Amelia looks over the paperwork while Harry waves his hand dismissively. The head of Magical Law Enforcement affixes her signature before handing it to her niece. "Everything looks to be in order Susan. I wish you would reconsider."
The blonde Hufflepuff takes the clipboard and signs her name, "I appreciate that Aunt Amelia but, I think that this is something I have to do."
Albus passes a different clipboard to Neville, "Mr. Longbottom, you will need to sign this to take formal receipt of Ms. Bones."
The young wizard takes the clipboard and signs it nervously.
The ancient mage takes the two clipboards and hands their content to Madam Bones, "If you would have this processed madam, I would appreciate it."
The two non-residents take their leave with promises to make sure everything is set up by the next day.
Harry says, "Susan, why don't you, Neville, and Ginny go get acquainted? I'll fill you in on the rules here in the morning before classes start."
The three take their leave before Hermione looks over to her boyfriend and says, "Harry, tonight please."
Harry looks at his lover and shakes his head, "Mione, we have school in the morning. Soon, I swear, soon. Perhaps this weekend."
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In Neville's room, Susan looks at her future master, "So, how does this work master?"
"Err... Susan, please call me Neville. I'm not quite ready for master yet."
The blonde witch smiles, "I can appreciate that Neville. I'm not ready to be a slave yet, but here we are, about to step into those roles."
Ginny says, "Alright you two, cut it out. According to the book Hermione showed me, Neville will have to use the spell servus secus on her either before or during... err... intercourse. The kicker is that it takes a lot of power to do the spell, especially when you have to break something like the Dark Mark."
Neville looks at Susan, "Well, I guess it would be better if I did it during, well, sex," he says with a blush.
"It's alright Neville, sex is only a word, and not a particularly dirty one at that," Susan says.
"Alright, Susan, what position do you want to try?"
"Standard missionary will work."
The three slowly strip down to the buff.
Ginny says, "Neville, how about I warm her up for you so it doesn't hurt as much?"
Neville arches his eyebrow at Susan who blushes as she nods her head, "Go ahead Gin."
The redhead leads the other witch to the bed, "Relax Susan and just enjoy this tonight."
Susan is laid on her back and Ginny kneels between her legs.
Both Susan and Neville gasp when Ginny starts to lick Susan's slit.
Neville is at full mast as he hears the girl's moan in pleasure.
The blonde is incoherent with pleasure as she is eaten out for the first time.
Ginny is surprised at how good Susan tastes when the girl suddenly lets out a deep moan before flooding Ginny's mouth with her essence.
Neville is ready to pop when he hears Susan moan in ecstasy as she climaxes.
The redhead witch waits until after the blonde is done with her orgasm before she moves and says, "She's ready Neville, but be gentle."
The young man stands up and walks over to the bed. As he lies down on top of her, Neville says, "Susan, this is your last chance to back out."
"Just do it master. The barrier is gone so you don't have to worry about it."
Ginny takes Neville's staff in hand and positions him properly before retreating away from the couple, fully aware of what could happen should she be too close.
Neville slowly pushes into the willing witch, once more amazed at how tight a woman can be and still take a man's shaft.
Susan gives a protracted moan as she is penetrated by a man for the first time.
The young wizard can feel his power building up as his crotch finally comes to rest against Susan's bare flesh.
Ginny starts to masturbate as her boyfriend starts to thrust in and out of Susan, wondering how long the pair of them will last.
Neville is going through plant properties when Susan giggles, causing interesting things to happen around his cock and sealing the doom of his control.
The redhead recognizes the signs that her boyfriend is about to lose it, "DON'T FORGET THE SPELL!"
The wizard hears his girlfriend and reaches for his wand, glad it had somehow ended up on the nightstand next to the bed. He roars, "/Servus secus/," a split-second before he comes.
Susan can feel her mind being invaded and she eagerly embraces it. They can both feel the presence of evil as the spell does its work. The evil pulses once, twice, thrice and almost throws Neville out of Susan's mind before the cord is snapped.
Ginny can feel the magic pulsing around the two before a pulse of dark energy shoots out from them and the pair collapses.
The blonde witch brings her left forearm up and smiles when she sees naught but alabaster skin, "Thank you master. Now at least I am in the hands of a man who will treat me gently."
Neville smiles as he rolls both of them over so she's straddling him and waves Ginny over for a bit more fun.
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In the morning, Susan is formally transferred out of Hufflepuff House and into Harry's Retainers.
The week passes smoothly as plans are made for Hermione's big night.
Finally Friday night arrives and Harry and his ladies make the Floo trip to Grimmauld Place for a conversation that has been brewing for months.
A/N: Until next time.