Continued from the previous chapter due to the word limit on the post.
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It had only been a few hours since the fireworks display.
Ron, who had been looking everywhere for Harry, gave up when he saw that he had run off somewhere.
The Hogwarts gossip network seemed to be working, when a rumor emerged that he was having an interview with a reporter from the Daily Prophet, which left him with a glaring red face, so he didn't pick up on the malicious tone in which the girls were discussing it.
They were in the first-year boys' dormitory, specifically in Harry Potter's bed, which was protected by an invisible barrier that prevented anyone from seeing or hearing what was going on there, with only the mirage of the empty bed.
Harry James Potter, aimed to control the whole situation in front of the reporter.
- Where's all that ego? Weren't you the one who said I messed with the wrong woman? - Harry asked mischievously as if he were someone else.
His lustful gaze, his way of speaking, his actions, everything was changing drastically with him giving all the pleasure he could to the reporter, who was on her back on the bed while she tore at the sheets with her nails and contained her moans by biting one of his fingers, which Harry had only tried to speed up with his tongue, making everything more intense.
All this made Harry smile even more, he felt alive and even free or whatever that feeling was. And doing it with her was the best experience ever.
He had a tragic past with such relationships, but now that he was in charge, he felt he was in control of everything and would never let anyone use him again. This was the point that most motivated him to continue, because by controlling this situation, he could control the consequences that such a woman could bring, thus choosing to make her an ally rather than an enemy.
Little did he know that it was the Wand of Destiny on his shoulder that was instructing him to take such steps.
It turns out that a wand is like an animal, an animal needs food to stay alive and healthy, a magic wand would logically need to be used in order not to stagnate and spoil.
Wands created with certain ingredients are more suited to certain specific areas than others.
But a wand with a main ingredient like the tear of death is something completely unprecedented, and the effects are little known, mainly because it has never had any bearers.
Potter's attitude was a side-effect of not having used her, of having neglected her instead of using the other, and of having kept her in constant contact with his body.
His personality was sadistic, very different from the gentle and friendly Potter, his thoughts and actions that were once conflicting were now in total harmony with what he was doing, and finally, common sense was something he had lost a long time ago on this special and festive evening.
- Potter... I can't stand it any longer. - Rita had said with a thread of voice she had found amidst all the moans she was letting out. - Please, put it in. - She said pleadingly as she was going through two hours of the most pleasurable torture anyone could ever experience.
- Not yet... - Harry said, getting up as he removed his pants, only for her eyes to widen at what she saw. Harry, who had pulled her to the corner of the bed, soon had her rolling her eyes with an intense kiss and his fingers working feverishly inside her from the start, containing the taste of all her intimacy that only numbed her to surrender. - Now! It's your turn. - Harry said in a commanding voice that only made her gasp and agree obediently, changing places as he sat on the edge of the bed.
- Harry. - She gasped as she admired and groped for the thing between his legs. - I don't know if... - She was about to continue, but Harry smiled at her as he said it.
- You won't know if you can take it until you try. - Harry said as he touched her face and pulled her closer to his member, but never forcing her to do anything, something she had felt right there, and so she obediently began to reciprocate everything she had felt over the last few hours. - Come on, apparently this society doesn't have a man who's confident enough to take you by storm, but I promise you that I'll repay you much more than you do, my love.
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Rita had been doing her job for half an hour now, and at no point had she intended to stop because she liked Potter's pleasurable reactions.
Rita had never thought she would feel so much pleasure from this alone. She licked and sucked without any shame, while at the same time massaging the underside of his member with her hands.
Lipstick marks were all over it, and Rita could only swallow half of it, leaving the rest to her hands.
The feeling of predominant power, that's what she saw there, especially when Potter took charge of the situation and made her swallow all the way down, making her eyes roll back in the process with everything that went into her mouth and down her throat.
Her intimacy was soaking wet and practically begging for something in there.
And that's what happened when Harry noticed her reaching yet another intense orgasm from having Potter's entire member down her throat.
It gave her a tingling sensation all over her body, as if his magic was caressing her skin and massaging it, relaxing her completely.
His thoughts were disconnected, and the only thing his body had obeyed was when Harry said:
- Get on all fours. - Harry had said, the tone of his voice like that of a master training his dog.
And Rita, who had never thought of being so subjugated by a man, was there, obeying every command that man gave her, where she begged Potter to do what she had been waiting for.
Making it an exact reality, just when he had fully invested his member in the intimacy of Skeeter, who could only gasp in shock at feeling everything fill her so suddenly.
- More! - It was a plea as well as a request. Rita couldn't stand all the pleasure she'd had for years without carnal contact and the provocation she'd been suffering from this man's sadistic stimuli.
Both because of her bad reputation and because of the extravagant clothes she wore, but today she was wearing something very common AND No-mag, which made her look like a real hot blonde.
At least, that's what it seemed like before Potter started hitting on her this New Year's Eve like no man had ever managed to do with her.
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Harry hadn't minded when he saw Ron return to the dormitory completely sleepy and fall into bed opposite him.
The redhead hadn't noticed what Harry was doing with Rita, simply because a barrier was present.
The attention he gave the woman was tremendous, they had been in carnal contact for hours, and at no time had Potter shown any weakness.
- Harry! - Rita moaned. - My legs, I have no more strength. - She said with difficulty while her eyes showed total lust.
Potter quickly aimed to pull her in, while keeping her in full contact with his member, but being held by both legs that fell to the sides, making her moan even more as everything went much deeper than she had already reached that night.
- Remember that it was you who said that I messed with the wrong woman. Now take the consequences, my love. - Harry dictated with a predominant smile, as he picked up speed with the woman rolling her eyes, where she arched her head back mumbling disconnected words, being harassed by the strong sensations of a man dominating her, and still kissing and caressing her while calling her love.
- Fuck... More... Please, more! - She said these words without any shame, making Harry smile even more when she held her neck a little too tightly and planted a few hickeys on her breasts. - That's it! - Skeeter shouted this time with a strong thrust from Potter. She felt completely free, adored, desired, sexy.
Whatever else she thought, Harry showed her that she was, while at no time ceasing to give Skeeter the best pleasure she had ever received.
Her extremely wet intimacy leaked a little white fluid from Potter, which every minute brought her closer to the total pleasure she believed a woman was capable of feeling, little knowing that this was all due to the inadequacy of useless partners who had never managed to give her even one real orgasm.
- Fuck! - Rita practically screamed as she now felt Potter go slowly, but all the way in, making her enjoy the entire length of his member. She gazed ecstatically at Potter's face, and with her wrapping her right arm around his neck, the boy aimed to have total control in thrusting into her intimacy, as well as sucking and nibbling on the woman's hard nipples, which could only moan even more from all the caressing. - Es...wait. - She said after feeling him touch her clitoris with his left hand.
With him lightly massaging this area, Rita had lost all focus.
She had only screamed in ecstasy, moaned gracefully, with Potter finishing all his work while unleashing everything inside her intimacy, an act she repeated when she could no longer stand it, and finally fell limp under Harry's strong, hard-working arms.
It was almost six in the morning, and Harry could only fall into bed after setting everything up and keeping the reporter very comfortable by his side.
With some spells coming to mind, he repeated them and adjusted everything while strangely feeling all that exhaustion slowly fade away, as if an empty glass of water was being slowly filled.
Having an extremely serious thought after his mind finally seemed to return to sanity:
- "Is it me who controls the wand? Or the wand who controls me?" - Harry wondered as he examined his wand of destiny, and especially the strange tattoo he now noticed on his left wrist, a kind of circle connected to a vertical line, surrounded by a triangle with two wings coming out of it.
Having the unique idea that he could only resolve such doubts with Ollivanders, Potter finally placed it back strapped to his arm, feeling now that his wand seemed, in itself, satisfied.
Now he had another routine to follow, to use this wand at least twice daily, or else consequences might occur.
- But these consequences aren't so bad after all. - He said to himself, seeing the smile on Skeeter's face, then he too settled down to rest, with the woman unconsciously entwining her arms and legs with Harry.
And with that, we end the New Year's special of Changed Prophecy.
I hope everyone is enjoying it, pleased with the way I addressed Harry giving an ultimatum to Dumbledore due to a short effect of the wand of destiny.
What Harry went through with his uncles, and how his maturity and lack of innocence didn't come from something good, but something tragic that destroyed the childish and innocent mind of a boy.
Harry Potter here isn't Dark, but he's also not a fool who would willingly go live with his uncles.
More than anything, he wants to live his life and have his freedom, and no one is going to stop him from achieving that. Many things introduced here, like the Animagus book, the wand of destiny, being divergent, and the ability to walk to other houses, will all be addressed in the future, as my focus is to emphasize from the Prisoner of Azkaban onward.
The Philosopher's Stone and Chamber of Secrets are books created not just to avoid plot holes, but also to be well-crafted and bring an interesting initiation theme.
But anyway, for those unfamiliar with Harry's wands, a short summary:
Harry's common wand (Right Hand) is the wand created by Ollivanders and Gellert Grindelwald before he had any malicious crimes in his history. The core is coated with dementor bones, giving it a bony appearance rather than the common wood look. It has a stylized skull on the handle. And finally, it was coated with magic from Ollivanders and Grindelwald, which prevent external disarmament, like the Expelliarmus spell and such.
Now we have Harry's more overpowered wand. It's called: Destiny Wand (Left Hand), with a core coated in Death's own tears. This wand was not created by Ollivanders, but has been passed down through millennia until it reached Potter, and finally it accepted him.
Note: The color of Albus's Elder Wand is brown, whereas Harry's Destiny Wand is completely black. This will have reasons in the future, not just aesthetics.
According to Ollivanders, he considers it the mother of the Elder Wand, an extravagant title just to let everyone know its power is as great as the Elder Wand.
Anyway, this destiny wand chose Harry, but he didn't use it and kept it strapped to his arm. That's why it temporarily changed his behavior.
Like an animal chained for too long, it can get bored, and even worse.
This wand did the same, but it made Harry a bit too eager, as his pain came from being abused by a woman, so to avoid suffering from that, he takes control of everything and everyone. Trying to prevent something Skeeter might do, like in the Goblet of Fire canon.
But this only occurs in uncontrolled situations, and now Harry understands he will have to train spells with this wand as well.
So! I hope you understood, enjoyed the tragic plot of Harry, this might be mentioned in the future, but only around the third or fourth book.
I hope you liked it and I look forward to seeing you all in the comments below. Cheers XD.
-- Introduced Characters and Objects --
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Irma Pince:
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Primary Wand (Created by Ollivanders and Gellert):
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Secondary Wand (Mother of the Elder Wand):
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Rita Skeeter (Miranda Richardson):
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Harry's Temporary Wrist Tattoo:
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-- Sexual Relations --
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