As soon as Harry walked into my office, I knew he was feeling the weight of the world. The kid's shoulders were slumped, his face pale with a mix of exhaustion and frustration. It was almost amusing to see how easily the pressure was getting to him. Still, I needed him sharp, just desperate enough to grab onto any lifeline I offered.
I greeted him with the usual warm, welcoming smile—one I've perfected over years of manipulation. "Harry," I said smoothly, "how are you holding up?"
He looked like he was trying to hold it together. "Been better, Professor. Snape gave me and Ron detention again." His voice carried that bitterness, but also the familiar tone of helplessness. Snape's pettiness was a useful tool for me.
I kept my expression sympathetic, masking the satisfaction I felt. "Detention, is it? Don't worry about that, Harry. I'll take care of it. You've got far more important things to focus on than scrubbing cauldrons while that miserable man sneers at you."
I watched the tension drain from his shoulders slightly. Gratitude—perfect. He already knew that I was in his corner. "Thanks, Professor. It's just… everything's piling up. I feel like the whole school's against me. You'd think they'd know me better by now."
I leaned forward, my tone deliberately softer. "So Ron's still not talking to you?"
"No...." He shakes his head bitterly.
"You're stronger than they give you credit for, Harry. You didn't put your name in that Goblet, and I believe you. More importantly, I'm going to help you. I'll train you, make sure you're prepared for whatever the Triwizard Tournament throws at you."
The look on his face told me everything I needed to know—hope mixed with surprise. Poor kid was so desperate for someone to trust him. "You really think you can help me?" he asked, his voice tinged with both doubt and hope. "I mean, Dumbledore's been distracted, and everyone else thinks I'm lying…"
"Dumbledore has his own agenda," I said, with just the right amount of disdain hidden behind my words. "But I'm focused on you. You're the one in the thick of this mess, and you need someone who's looking out for you without any ulterior motives, apart from Sirius of course." The irony was almost too much, but Harry was eating it up.
He hesitated a moment before bringing up what I'd expected. "What about Hermione? Is she really okay? I saw what Malfoy did, and Snape just made it worse."
Now, that was something I'd take care of personally. "Hermione's recovering well. Madam Pomfrey has seen to that. But Malfoy… let's just say I'll make sure he learns a lesson. Snape, too, will be dealt with. His cruelty won't go unchecked."
I could see the relief in Harry's expression. The poor boy was so starved for someone to believe him in this school, to care about him that he couldn't see the strings I was weaving. "Thanks, Professor," he said, his voice quieter. "It's been a lot. Between the Tournament, everyone treating me like I'm some sort of cheat, and now the other schools watching everything I do… it feels like I can't catch a break."
This was the moment I'd been waiting for. "You're under immense pressure, Harry, but that pressure is what will forge you into something greater. Those students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang might look intimidating, but they haven't faced what you have. You've survived things that would break most wizards twice your age. This is just another challenge, and you'll rise above it."
His expression firmed, the doubt replaced by that stubborn Gryffindor determination. "You're right. I didn't ask for this, but I'm not going to back down either."
I leaned back, satisfied. "That's the attitude. We'll work together, Harry. You're not alone in this, no matter how isolated you feel. I'll make sure you're ready."
He stood to leave, looking a bit more confident, more focused. "Thanks again, Professor. It means a lot, knowing someone believes in me."
I nodded, giving him that final, reassuring look. "Anytime, Harry. My door's always open."
As the door closed behind him, the smile on my face turned cold, my eyes narrowing. Harry was trusting me more with every passing day, and once I'd molded him into exactly what I needed, he'd be a weapon I could direct wherever I saw fit or he would act as a shield.
I leaned back in my chair, letting the satisfaction wash over me. Now I think I deserve some enjoyment for all this work. It's been a little while since I spent some quality time with Amanda.
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(POV Amanda Walker)
Jenna wanted me to come to a slumber party in one of the abandoned classrooms in Hogwarts tonight. I agreed at first but then master called me to his office and told me to be discreet. I became wet just by imagining what he would do to me, I made some excuse and went to the DADA teachers office.
Like usual master checked the homework of students while I serviced him. I was feeling a little needy so I asked Master if I could join him in his chair. He said of course, so I pushed the footstool in front of his chair and crawled up to sit between his legs.
I could feel Master's cock pressed up against my ass and the warmth of his body against my back. He brought his strong arms around me and held me tightly before beginning to play with my tits and nipples sending tingles to my pussy. I started thrusting my hips and pushing my ass against Master's cock while his hand started to tease my pussy lips and clit.
This is what I crave for, Me between Master's legs with him touching me everywhere and kissing my head and neck. He would often suck my neck and shoulders or bite me gently leaving me writhing in his arms as I became hornier and hornier.
Master told me he needed to piss and I offered to expose my pussy for Master to piss on. Master first had me get on my knees and suck him a bit before he sent me to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, I stripped and sat on the toilet spreading my legs as far as I could. I spread my pussy open with my fingers exposing my clit and begged Master to piss on me. I wanted to be humiliated and pissed on so badly. The warm stream of Master's piss hit my clit perfectly causing me to moan.
I felt so humiliated and turned on to be pissed on by Master. Master told me to play with my clit as he finished pissing on me. Then Master told me to stick my tongue out which I did so eagerly. I moaned as Master rubbed his cock on my tongue.
I closed my lips around Master's cock and felt his hands on the back of my head pulling my face onto his cock forcing it down my throat. I moaned around Master's cock. I love when Master forces his cock down my throat. Master calls me his pretty little fleshlight because I'm here for his pleasure. After a while of fucking my face Master pulled out and told me to get dressed before going back to the living room.
Just as before, I sat between Master's legs with him freely touching his property (my body). Occasionally I would flip around and suck Master's cock for a bit before sitting back between his legs. I let my hands wander behind me touching Master's cock and balls through his pants.
When Master needed to pee again I went to the bathroom, but this time I squatted in the tub with my legs spread exposing my pussy and clit.
Master came in the bathroom and told me to open up and slid his cock into my mouth. I sucked his cock for a moment before he pulled out and told me to play with my clit.
I happily obeyed and Master began pissing on my pussy and hand. It's such an incredible turn on to be pissed on by Master. After pissing on me, Master made some photos of me before forcing his cock down my throat.
I feel so fulfilled to have Master's cock in my holes. I'm Master's pretty little fleshlight and I live to please Master's cock. When Master had enough of my throat he told me to go edge myself 5 times before going back to him.
I edged myself thinking about Master's cock and piss. I daydreamed about giving Master more control and being more humiliated by him like being locked up in a kennel next to Master's desk.
When the 5 edgings were complete I went back to Master and squirmed between his legs horny for attention. I moaned and leaned into any touch or bite Master would give me.
Eventually it was time to eat. The food was almost done but I was so horny so I begged Master to let me edge a little more. Master was pleased to hear his slave so eager and slutty he allowed me to go lay on the bed and edge myself with the vibrator.
It felt incredible to have the vibration on my clit. I day dreamed about Master's cock and piss and cum. I daydreamed about my future kennel. I daydreamed about getting humiliated and fucked in the ass.
All too soon, Master walked in the room and said it was time to eat. I begged Master to let me cum but he denied me. I then began begging Master to cum on my food. I wanted to be humiliated so badly. Master liked the idea of this.
He told me to bring the vibrator and come kneel in the living room. Master first rubbed his cock on my food and then told me to open my mouth. I eagerly opened my mouth and took Master's cock inside licking and sucking it. Master thrust in my mouth for a bit and pulled out. He began jerking off at my eye level with his cock over my food.
I moaned getting so turned on watching Master jerk off inches above my food. The vibration sent me higher and higher. I begged Master to please cum on my food. I told him I wanted to be humiliated and I wanted his cum on my food. I pleaded with Master over and over until he groaned and his cock erupted spraying white cum all over my food and plate.
I begged Master to let me cum. The sight of him cumming on my food felt so humiliating and sent me right up to the edge. Thankfully Master commanded me to cum. The explosive orgasm crashed over me as I watched Master shake the last of the cum off his cock onto my food. Then I sucked Master clean of course as we can not waste any of his precious cum.
Master called me a good girl which made me feel so warm and happy. We then carried our plates of food, mine covered in his cum, to go eat together. I didn't waste a drop of Master's cum and devoured my special meal.
After my delicious food, Master rewarded me with a nice hot relaxing bath. I couldn't stop thinking about everything that happened today though.
Following my bath, Master came in to shower with me. I was still sitting in the now empty tub. Master lifted the lid of the toilet but I stopped him and sheepishly asked if Master would piss on me. He told me to beg and I did. I begged to be covered in Master's piss.
He ordered me to touch my clit as he started peeing on me. His piss hit my tits and went down to my pussy. Then he pointed his cock up allowing his piss to hit my face and hair. Master soaked me in his piss. I sat there panting touching my clit so turned on by the situation.
Master made sure aim a good amount of his piss on my face and hair. When he finished, remnants of his piss dripped from my face into my mouth. I wiped the piss from my face before opening my eyes.
Master then turned on the water and got in the shower with me. The other girls have no idea how much more fun I am having than them.
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