Hermione is sitting on Harry's bed, waiting for the messy haired young man to return Hermione is sitting on Harry's bed, waiting for the messy haired young man to return.
The door opens, allowing Harry and Tonks to enter the room.
The bushy haired witch stands up and meets her soon-to-be-lover half-way across the room.
Harry wraps his arms around Hermione in a tender hug. After a moment, the two separate, "Hermione, are you sure about this? Once you start down this path, you can never turn away."
Hermione gently presses her lips to his for a moment, "Harry, I appreciate the offer, but my mind is made up about this. Because of my oath, our fates are linked. The First Wife spell will give you a foot up on Voldemort while keeping us mostly equal. According to the Sex Alicia the Primeiro Esposashould merely link me into the magical network that you share with your thralls and should also allow you to tap into my own well of knowledge and power without materially affecting my personality or view materially."
Harry nods, grateful to not be loosing his friend in this whole mix. "Alright, if this is your choice Hermione, I will abide by it." The young man takes a step back and draws his wand. He takes a deep breath before casting the First Wife charm on the bushy haired witch.
Hermione sways on her feet a moment as awareness floods her mind. She can feel the depths of Harry's feelings for her. Her mind expands with new knowledge of spells and all the other things that Harry has been studying. Hermione is so distracted by the sudden influx of information; she misses the few small spots that Harry hides from her.
Harry meanwhile can sense that his feelings for the bushy haired witch are reciprocated in full.
Tonks moves to grab Hermione before the witch looses her feet.
After Hermione regains her senses she nods her thanks to the other witch.
Tonks stands up and reaches into her robe as Hermione draws her wand. After the seated witch casts a contraceptive charm, the Auror hands her a small vial, "One contraceptive potion, guaranteed for sixty days. If you get pregnant after this, you can rest assured it was the work of higher powers than anyone in our world."
Hermione nods as she drinks the potion, wincing slightly at the taste.
Harry is waiting patiently for his wife, he smiles internally at the word, to finish getting ready.
Hermione stands up and looks at her husband with a hungry look in her eyes, "Harry, you have evaded my attempts to seduce you for over a month now. So, will you now please make love to me?"
The young man in question smiles at the raw lust in the witch's voice, "As my lady wishes." He steps forward and gently kisses Hermione. As he runs his tongue across her lips, he brings his hands up and swiftly undoes the fasteners of the witch's robe.
Hermione willingly admits the probing appendage as her lover opens her robe.
The messy haired wizard starts to kiss his way down Hermione's throat as he slips her robe from her shoulders. To his surprise, when he goes to fondle her breasts, he comes into contact with naked flesh.
Tonks looks at the pair lovingly as she steps back into the corner. Her hand slowly sneaks its way into her robes as she watches the beautiful dance her master is engaged in.
Hermione can't contain her gasp when Harry starts to suck gently on one of her nipples. She wants to move to reciprocate the pleasure her husband is giving her, but Hermione can sense his desire for her to remain still.
The man in question slides one hand further down his wife's body and slips a single digit into her wet pussy, being obscenely mindful of the barrier therein. He starts to gently stroke Hermione's quim while making sure to never risk breaking her hymen.
The young woman is in heaven as she feels her climax building up. When her lover gently tweaks the tit he's not sucking on, her world explodes in pleasure.
Harry's hand is drenched in Hermione's juices as he continues to finger her. When the witch comes down from her sexual high, she looks her husband in the eye and says, "Get naked NOW!"
In a flash, Tonks has her wand drawn and her master's cloths are transported off of his body and to the laundry chute. She licks her lips as she looks at her master's arse, wishing she could be a part of tonight's event, but knowing that this night is for her mistress and master.
Harry gently leads Hermione back to the bed and lays her down on her back. When the witch spreads her legs for him, he hesitantly climbs onto the bed and settles himself in before he aims his staff at her entrance.
Hermione locks eyes with the man atop her, "Just do it quickly Harry and get it done with."
The young man nods and closes his eyes. He takes a deep breath before he shoves all the way into the woman.
Hermione can't contain her shriek of pain as her maidenhood is ended. She can hear Harry whisper something, but can't here the words.
In a quiet a voice as possible, Harry whispers, "Born i mewn cara, ffugiedig i mewn angerdd a seliedig i mewn chrau, achlesa hon benyw."
Hermione suddenly feels as though she's been wrapped in a warm blanket after a long winter's stroll without a heavy cloak.
Tonks is slack jawed as her mistress is briefly enveloped in a light pink nimbus before it suddenly vanishes.
Sensing the moment is right; Harry starts to slowly pull out of Hermione.
Hermione is surprised to find that the pain of a moment ago is gone, replaced with a most unique sensation. A great deal of time employing the magical strap-on dildo had given the witch plenty of experience in the pleasure felt when penetrating a witch. Tonight however is her first every experience in being penetrated. To her boundless pleasure however, Hermione can feel what her husband is feeling as he withdraws from her.
Harry is completely enraptured by how tight Hermione is. By the time only the crown of his staff is still within Hermione, the young wizard is about ready to pop. As he starts to push forward again, the young man starts to mentally recite cricket rules.
Hermione's mind has almost shut down from the overload of sensations. When Harry accidentally brushes her clit as he pushes in, the young woman screams in climax, the sudden vibrations around his cock take the young man with her.
Tonks, whose fingers are currently buried in her own pussy, almost passes out from the double hit from both her master and mistress's orgasms.
Harry barely manages to fall to the side before his arms give out on him.
Hermione looks at her panting lover and smiles as she relaxes in his arms. Finally, the witch says, "Harry, what spell did you use on me?"
"Just a little protection spell my love. The Maiden's Protection, it combines blood, sex, and regular magic for a powerful spell."
The bushy haired witch chews her bottom lip as she considers the final step. Somewhat reluctantly, she decides to stay off the final act for another night.
With a sly smile, Harry grabs Hermione as he rolls onto his back so that the witch is straddling him as his cock comes to full attention.
As Hermione starts to move atop her husband, she silently thanks whatever deities exist for tonight.
While the two lovers consummate their relationship, elsewhere, nefarious plans are being hatched to end their happiness.
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The next day, Harry is reading in the study when Dobby suddenly appears in the room, "Master Harry Potter sir, Dobby has news."
The young man turns his attention to the abnormally subdued house-elf, "Yes Dobby?"
"Dobby has finished with the preparations Master Harry Potter requested sir. Everything is in place and ready for master's command."
Harry picks up the letter he had written just after breakfast, "Thank you very much Dobby, you've helped more than I suspect you can ever know. I need but one more thing from you my friend. Take this letter and deliver it to you know where."
"Dobby wishes Master Harry Potter would reconsider this plan."
"I'm sorry Dobby, but my mind is made up. I'll live with the consequences of my actions, now please deliver the letter."
Dobby hesitantly takes the letter and disappears to do his master's bidding while Harry silently summons his Thralls to him.
The five Thralls are kneeling before their master while Hermione is standing to his right while they wait for him to inform them of the reason for this meeting.
Harry surveys the kneeling women, and his eyes stop on Pansy who is showing the signs of a recent beating. He thinks to himself, "I'll have to tell Bella to ease up on Pansy a bit; it looks like the changes are for real." Taking a deep breath, Harry clears his throat, "Ladies, your attention please. As you know, last night I consummated my relationship with Hermione. For all practical intents and purposes, she is now my wife. From here on in, you will obey her as you would me in all things. The only time you may disregard her commands is if they conflict with either my standing orders or a task I have set you to. Pansy, I know that this will be the hardest on you as you are continuing to try to bring yourself to the forefront of my attention. Know this, cross Hermione now, and I will be as harsh and as cruel to you as I can be; however, please her and I will do my best to reward you."
Each of the Thralls nods her ascent to her master's newest command.
The young man says, "Very well then, you have your duties, be about them." However, as they rise, Harry says, "Bella, stay a moment please."
Soon, Harry is alone with Bellatrix and Hermione.
"Bella dear, I commend you for doing such a superb job of keeping Pansy in line. However, I am starting to believe that the change is legitimate. As such, I want you to lay off of the 'preemptive discipline' as I believe you called it, at least until she proves me wrong."
The kneeling Thrall presses her forehead to the floor and says, "It will be as you command master." Bella can sense the emotional flux her master is in and decides to hold off on her request for now. "Can I serve you further master?"
"Not for the moment Bella. I have some things to do, so please go about your business."
As the former Death Eater leaves the room, Harry picks up his wand and explains his plans as he opens up the large bag of marbles Remus had acquired for him.
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As pain courses through his body, Peter Pettigrew starts to seriously reconsider his choices in life.
Voldemort holds the curse on his helpless lackey as he addresses another servant, "Is the girl lost to our cause Severus?"
"I believe that she is milord, unless you can convince her new master to support you."
"So, I should simply kill the wench as an example then."
"If I may be so bold master, I do not believe that all is lost. The girl's master is one of Potter's personal retainers. When you successfully bring him to your side, the man, the idiot Longbottom, may well come with him. In either case master, a direct strike from yourself or your agents would certainly drive the boy away from you, if only for a time."
Voldemort laughs as he lifts the curse from Wormtail, "Ah Severus, forever the voice of moderation. Very well, as you are the one best informed of the situation, I shall follow your advice, at least for now."
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Susan happily swallows her master's seed as he runs his fingers through her hair, wishing she could work up the courage needed to ask for what she truly wants. The blonde witch is on her hands and knees with Ginny riding her from behind.
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Millie moans into her mistress's muff as her master continues to pound her aching pussy.
Luna wraps her legs around Millie's head while her boyfriend gently sodomizes the large slave.
A/N: Until next time.