The Higher Power

by Banksie94

Summary:

what if Hermione was devoted to Harry like Bellatrix was to Dark Lord,

what if she took Harry away from his family to push him beyond what anyone thought was possible

Notes:

I hope you enjoy the story, just things to note:

Gabrielle is older than the canon
Harry is not a Horcrux

It was the end of her third year at Hogwarts, and instead of trying to finish her homework within the first two days of being at home, Hermione was fingering herself raw at the memory of Harry’s Patronus kicking the ass of hundreds of dementors like it was nothing,

The power Harry showed was sending her wild; his magic hit her like a ton of bricks and seemed to be solely aimed at her libido; she finally understood why Bellatrix was so devoted to Voldemort; being close to that magic was just so addicting that she already felt herself needing more than just the memory of it,

She needed to find Harry and bring him home; I'm sure her mum won’t mind considering ever since dad left, she had been quite lonely to the point that AA batteries were few and far between in this house,

Hermione decided to give up on trying to get off for the 5th time today; it was finally time to act; getting out of bed, Hermione quickly dressed in her tightest jeans and a top that definingly showed off her breasts.

She quickly descended the stairs and went to her mother.

“Mum, can you quickly take me somewhere”.

The look on her mother's face requested more information from her daughter despite the reddish hue is deemed to have,

“I want to save Harry; I know I should have done it sooner, but I want to bring him here to live with us instead of his abusive family and maybe tell him how I feel”.

This burst of information made Emily smile at her daughter, she had known since the first year she was in Hogwarts that Harry had stolen her daughter's heart, but it took her way too long to admit it,

“ok, we will go, but you have to tell him what you feel before the end of the day”.

Hermione nodded fast at the deal as her mother got her keys as they approached their SUV.

~4 Privet Drive~

Harry had only gotten home 2 days ago, and he was already locked in his room which wasn’t so bad if they didn’t lock up his homework and Hedwig, which Harry believed was going too far.

Sadly there was nothing he could do now, so he was just resting on his bed, hoping to be fed tonight; as he heard the doorbell ring, soon the click and clack of Petunia's heels could be heard walking towards the front door.

“Hello dear, are you here to see my Dudders”.

Harry could tell Petunia was doing her best to be ‘normal’ and not the spiteful bitch she was.

“no, thank you, I'm here to see Harry if he is here”.

Harry perked up as he heard Hermione’s voice, he didn’t know why she was there, but that didn’t matter to him at this moment; he just wanted to hold her close until he heard the reply,

“you must be one of his freak friends, sorry but he is not here, and none of you freaks are allowed in this house”.

Before Petunia could close the door on his friend, something within Harry pushed him out of bed. Just as he reached his bedroom door, he started bashing it while screaming at the top of his lungs.

“I’M UP HERE, HERMIONE; I'M UP HERE.

Before Harry knew what was happening, he heard Petunia scream before a loud thud was heard before feet running up the stairs; Harry hoped that it was Hermione and not his evil aunt that was coming up the stairs,

Soon he heard the locks of his door being opened, and as the door was pushed open, he was met with the sight of Hermione looking very worried but happy to see him again.

Soon he was tackled into a massive hug which made his heart beat wildly as he realised it has Hermione holding him tight in her arms; Harry did his best to stay in her arms until he heard a fake cough coming from the doorway,

Looking up from Hermione’s brown curls, he saw a second older-looking Hermione. However, if he was being honest, this one had more curves than the one hugging him.

“nice to finally meet you, Harry; I'm Hermione’s mother, Emily; now I hate to break up this hug, but we need to go as the crow woman is calling someone as we speak”.

Harry nodded as he tried to push Hermione away but only got her to move to only holding her hand.

“so Harry, what do we grab”.

Hermione spoke up for the first time since entering the room; Harry quickly looked around the room to find a bag to stuff swiftly with clothes that kind of fit him well and one or two things he liked before heading down the stairs to break into the cupboard that was a prison so many years.

“Harry, what is that room”.

Hermione asked something Harry hoped to avoid as he took out his school trunk. Still, when he looked at Hermione and Emily, they were already looking at the door with scratch marks and blood.

“This was my room since my parents died; as Petunia and Vernon would say, a freak like me doesn’t deserve to have a bedroom; a freak like me has to make sure that the house is clean and that breakfast is ready every morning even if the freak doesn’t get to eat”.

Harry could not understand why he was telling him the truth and not a lie or half-truth like he usually did, but maybe a part of him was sick and tired of covering up for people who could not care if he lived or died,

It was at this point Petunia decided to defend herself.

“you cannot judge me for the actions I had to take; we never wanted that freak in our family; we just wanted to be normal, and then that freak appeared at our door.”

Hermione interrupted the scarecrow-like woman,

“you can justify it all you want, but the fact remains that a little child who just lost the only family he had ever known was tortured because you’re a petty little shit who couldn’t treat her only sister's, only child with an ounce of love, so we are taking Harry away from you and if you're lucky he will never come back”.

Hermione grabbed Hedwig's cage while Emily took one of the handles of his school trunk while Harry took the other; in a matter of minutes, they were in Granger's car, leaving Harry’s personal hell behind.

~later that night~

After a wonderful dinner, Harry was resting in the spare bedroom, just wondering what the hell happened today; he went from starving and being locked in his room to bringing in what was already feeling like a loving household,

Harry was taken out of his thoughts when a little knock on the door before it opened, revealing Hermione wearing a nightgown that made Harry’s heart stop beating for a bit.

“Harry, I was wondering if we could talk briefly”.

All Harry could do to respond was to nod, which made Hermione smile since her plan was to talk Harry into her way of thinking; sitting down next to Harry, she made sure to sit as close to Harry as she could, rubbing her thigh against his.

“Earlier today, I thought what you did with the Dementors was mind-blowing; I mean, most adults find it hard to even do a Patronius, let allow one that powerful”.

Harry smiled as Hermione talked but still wondered where she was going with this.

“Harry, you have so much potential, and I want to encourage you to get to that potential, so I want to make you a deal; I have liked you since first year Harry, and I’m guessing you feel the same way so here is the deal, in exchange for studying and doing exercise during the holidays, I will be rewarding at each milestone”.

Hermione made sure to caress his arm and bend a little to show off her cleavage, which helped redirect Harry’s blood elsewhere. He was nodding without realising it.

“Good to hear you understand, Harry, as your first reward”.

Before Harry could realise what was happening, Hermione kissed him right on the lips before walking away with what Harry would say was a very sexy sway.

~2 weeks later~

Harry was on cloud nine, Hermione had been tutoring him extensively for the last couple of weeks, and his work was miles ahead of what he used to do. Moreover, Hermione kept rewarding him. First, it was kissing, then a handjob at night before she started blowing him.

But now Hermione wanted to do something that he was afraid of, dropping division and taking up Arithmancy and Ancient Runes, which Harry admittedly saw coming since most of his studying was way more advanced than he was used to.

“Harry, if you send this letter to Professor McGonagall, I will let you have sex with me and trust me, that’s only the beginning”.

Hermione was caressing his leg to the point that she was rubbing his cock, and he was finding it hard to disagree with her.

Soon Hedwig was flying away with a letter to his Head of house while Hermione took Harry’s now pulsating cock from his pants; Hermione was a bit scared mainly because Harry was at least 15 inches of thick cock that was now hard and begging to be released,

Hermione was at first terrified of Harry’s hidden talent. Still, it didn’t take long for her to grow addicted to the feeling of Harry’s cock stretching her throat, and soon she would be feeling it destroying her mind while it claimed her body; if she was being honest, she was getting addicted to Harry’s cum as well, her idea behind it was that Harry’s cum was laced with his magic making her more receptive to it.

Hermione gave Harry a quick blowjob to get the monster ready. Still, she started getting really into it to the point that Harry had to pop his cock out of her mouth, which brought her back into the world.

“Sorry, Harry, I don’t know why but being on my knees in front of you, worshipping you like you should be, just makes me lose control”.

Harry’s cock twitched at Hermione’s words before she mounted Harry; she started teasing her entrance with his cock head; she was doing her best to keep level-headed, but soon soft moans could be heard coming out of both Harry and Hermione; she started slowly lowering herself.

Hermione tensed a little as she felt her vagina stretch around Harry’s thick cock, but she didn’t stop; a part of her mind was focused on pleasing her Lord.

“ohh fuck Harry.”

She felt him twitch when she swore; after hitting the halfway mark, she quickly lifted before trying to descend again. However, she needed help to proceed further despite her desire to.

“Harry, I need your help; I want you to fuck me; I want you to push all that cock of yours into me until you empty those fucking huge nuts of yours”.

She felt a rumble coming from Harry’s chest as she spoke; her magic told her she needed to push Harry a little more to unlock the Lord that she knew he was, to unlock the beast that would destroy all those in his path.

Leaning forward, she placed her lips right next to Harry’s ear and spoke what she hoped would be the beginning of her Lord.

“do it, my lord, fuck your brainy friend to the point that she is your slave and that all she can think of is worshipping her Lord with her every breath”.

It was like a clicking sound came out of Harry as his emerald eyes glowed brighter than ever before; Harry’s hand caressed Hermione’s body before touching her developing hips; with a tight grip, Harry pulled her body towards his pelvis causing all 15 inches to push into her body, going past her cervix only to hit the back of her womb,

Hermione was shocked as her body was flooded with pleasure and pain; her mind was overwhelmed, but that did not stop Harry from pumping her like his life depended on it.

Soon Hermione did her best to thrust into Harry, but the brutal pace was flooding what brain cells were still active with pleasure to the point that all she could do in the end was moaning her love for her Lord as vocally as she could,

What neither of them did realise was they were not alone as Emily was watching this happen from the doorway, the material part of her was screaming at her to stop this, but the lustful side of her was too entranced by the sight of Harry’s cock that was making her cunt wet in desire.

Hermione started trying to fuck Harry with every inch of her body. Still, as the pleasure began to overwhelm her, Harry decided to take complete control by sitting up and pushing her against the wall before thrusting like a beast in heat.

Emily was now fully masturbating while watching the mating between her daughter and a man, quickly becoming the focus of her lust.

“fuck that nerdy slut Harry; breed my little girl like the man you are”.

Emily was going into fantasy mode as her finger sped up in her cunt, a tiny part of her was worried about her juices staining her carpet, but as her fifth orgasm hit her body making, she moaned louder than she should have as Harry cummed hard into Hermione’s cunt.

Emily did her best to calm down from the intense fingering she gave herself but was brought out of herself when the room door opened. Emily was now face to face with Harry's fat cock glistening with her daughter's juices.

She knew that she shouldn’t worship it but before she could even think of it, her mouth first licked his cock and she found that the taste was different but couldn’t stop herself from taking another lick and before she knew it Harry’s hands were pushing her Head further down his shaft causing her to gag a little.

“How sluty could you be? Not only did you masturbate to your daughter being ploughed, but you did not even hesitate to start sucking off the guy that did it, but the real question is will I fuck you as well”.

Emily did her best to plead with Harry using her eyes as Harry started fucking her throat, using her like a cheap hole to use, admittedly Harry was still riding the high of fucking Hermione had given him, but seeing this woman on her knees drooling over his cock was making him feel stronger.

“do it, Harry, fuck my mother, bred that greedy whore like the lord you are, you deserve everything, my lord, you are powerful, virile, and now you know how smart you are, you will be unstoppable.”

Hermione had snuck up on the two, but as soon as the last word left her lips, they were connected to Harry's enormous balls, giving them a spit shine that only caused him to fuck Emily’s throat harder before unloading his nut right into her waiting mouth filling it within the first load.

Hermione switched from Harry's balls to sit next to her mother, hoping to have her Lord paint her face with his seed which Harry didn’t hesitate to do.

By the time Harry was done cumming, both Grangers were soaked with his seed, and Harry knew that he wasn’t close to done. The show the two girls were giving him wasn’t helping as they had given up their mother-daughter relationship and were now two women making out in front of their Lord.

“FUCK you two are fucking hot”.

Their lord's cock was pulsing right in front of them, causing them to lick their lips before Emily gently caressed her new Lord's balls,

“Would my lord what to fuck his new slut on the bed or against the wall”.

Hermione smirked at how fast her mother fell to their Lord, but she obviously needed to learn her place in this world; grabbing her mother's hair, she forced the slut onto the ground, so her ass was in the air and her head was touching the ground.

“do it, my lord fuck this slut. Don’t you just want to play with her milf body until she breed again”.

She watched her lords cock twitch in front of her face; she wanted to deep throat it but knew that her mother's tight cunt would be better, so she lined the massive cock to her mother's cunt.

Her Lord looked into her eyes again before bottoming out in the horny milf making the woman moan like a whore.

Unlike Hermione, Harry decided to be rougher with the women; soon, he smacked the firm ass that jiggled with every thrust.

Hermione had gotten up during this time and went behind Harry, caressing his body with her hands as she pressed her tits against his back before whispering into his ear.

“your so powerful, my Lord; you deserve love, you deserve to be worshipped by as many witches as you desire; I can already see it, my lord, Hogwarts will be your throne, the UK will be your territory and a Harem of beautiful women pleasuring you daily as I stand by your side”.

Hermione could hear her words affecting Harry as his grunts became louder and deeper as he got ready to bust his nut into Emily; it would be a long night for the three of them.

~the next day~

Harry woke up feeling refreshed and relaxed and had two weights on his chest for an odd reason; looking down at his chest, Harry saw the sleeping faces of Emily and Hermione; doing his best to not freak out was taking a lot of willpower, but the increase in his heartbeat seemed to wake both ladies.

Hermione was the first to meet his eyes; out of all the emotions he was expecting, lust and happiness were it, but that’s all he saw when Hermione looked at him; Emily was basically sending lust right to him.

“so last night wasn’t a dream.”

Hermione and Emily giggled a little before Hermione spoke up.

“mum, can you please make our lord breakfast while I tell him what happened”>

Emily just smiled before giving her new Lord a kiss on the lips as she got up, leaving the room with a sway to her hips that caught Harry’s eye before he turned back to Hermione.

“what's with this lord stuff.”

Hermione got closer to her Lord and kissed him deeply before coming up for air and talking.

“think about it this way, Harry, you are insanely powerful, incredibly smart and charismatic without meaning to be; trust me, Harry, you can be a lord. Last night was a taster of what you could have in the future if you embrace this”.

Hermione took Harry’s hand and placed it on her right breast.

“you could have me and anyone else you want as you rule like the lord you are, so what do you think, Harry”.

Hermione was literally grinding her cunt against his thigh as the idea of her Lord dominating was sending her crazy

“Are you sure, Hermione? Because a part of me is yearning to take you and embrace being a lord, which, to be honest, scares me a little as a dark part of me wants to do some pretty nasty things.

The look on Hermione's face said how much the dark part was turning her on.

“do it, my lord, embrace the darkness; just imagine getting revenge on Dumbledore for dropping you off at your abusive relatives or putting Draco into his place as you fuck his hot Milf mother into your slut”.

As she spoke, Harry could feel her wet cunt rubbing on his thigh, causing his cock to rise to the occasion; looking into Hermione's eyes was the final straw as the pure lust he saw caused him to push her to the bed and didn’t hesitate to just thrust right her molten core.

“FUCK Hermione, I can already see it, you being my Right hand Lady”.

Hermione was already lost in her own world as Harry ploughed into her cunt without reserve; she couldn’t help but come undone as her Lord used her like he should

“YES, MY LORD, I will provide more women for you to FUCCCKKKKK”.

Hermione’s eyes rolled into her skull as her Lord continued using her until he was finished.

“start recruiting my Lady; your Lord demands more worshippers”.

Her voice was utterly gone, and her body was numb as she shivered in the aftershocks of pleasure. Hermione barely nodded as she watched her Lord leave for breakfast; what little mind she had left was making a list of who she would get first – Susan Bones seemed to be a good start.

~later that day at Lunch~

A Cracking sound was heard from the backyard that had Harry on his feet with his wand at the ready until he saw Hermione getting up with a spring in her step; opening the back door revealed a redhead and a lady with grey hair, one Harry knew immediately as Susan Bones who had the biggest breast in their year hands down, she was sporting a tight shirt that really showed off her huge tits. Still, as Harry's eyes checked her out, he saw the skirt was too small to contain her thick thighs or plump ass.

Behind Susan was a grey-headed lady with a body of a twenty-year-old with thick legs that seemed to go for days, breasts that were somehow larger than her Head; if it wasn’t for the grey hair, he would swear that the lady was twenty at best.

“Hi, Hermione”.

Harry’s attention was drawn to Susan and Hermione running into each other, squealing; Harry's thoughts stopped when Hermione started snogging Susan, embracing it happily, much to the shock of the older lady behind Susan.

“Susan, what the hell are you doing”.

This broke the snog that had both girls breathing heavily.

“All I'm doing, Auntie is showing my Lord the possibilities he will have now that he has embraced his place in the world”.

Harry was gobsmacked while Susan's aunt was figuring out how to proceed. Hermione just smirked before whispering into Susan's ear, making the redhead moan a little before making her way to Harry,

By the time Susan made her way to Harry, she was stripping; her shirt was followed by her bra, then her skirt.

“My Lord, I pledge my body, soul and magic to you forever beyond the curtain of death; please accept me into your service so I may prove myself to you”.

Harry, a horny teenager, could not deny the busty red Head doing her best to press her tits into his dick.

“I accept your oath Susan, and your first task is to worship me using your fat tits”.

Susan couldn’t help but smile as a shot of pleasure was sent up her spine as her oath was bound by her magic; she was now owned by her Lord, who had her cunt dripping in want.

“of course, my Lord, it would be my pleasure.”

Susan basically purred her acceptance before she all but ripped Harry’s clothes off, feeling his throbbing cock from its confines,

Hermione, meanwhile, was playing around with Amelia,

“It's nice to finally meet you, don’t be shocked about what your niece is doing; soon, you will be doing the same thing. Can you feel it, Amelia, our Lord's magic surrounding you, penetrating your core and forcing you to yield to him”.

Hermione heard Amelia whimper as her hands caressed her body,

“Just admit and pledge yourself to our Lord Amelia; the pleasure he can give you will be the thing of legends; we need you to help us take over the Ministry, Amelia, so just imagine the rewards you will be getting, mind-blowing cunt destroying rewards”.

As if to prove a point, the view of Susan blowing Harry was swapped out to Susan bouncing wildly on Harry’s lap as she moaned like a whore being paid overtime.

“YES, MY LORD FUCK MY VIRGIN CUNT, ITSSSSSS ALL YOURSSSSS”.

Susan seemed to be losing her mind as she rode Harry, but Hermione was still focused on playing around with the Head of the DMLE; you could see her resistance crumble as she watched her niece lose herself to their Lord's massive cock.

“I will do it.”

A quiet whisper was heard by Hermione, but she wasn’t going to accept that by itself.

“Sorry, can you say that again? I don’t think our Lord heard you over that slut on him now”.

Hermione expected her to just scream, but instead, the lady ran to the side of Harry and pledged herself.

“I'm sorry, my lord, for taking so long; I pledge myself to you in mind, body, soul and magic from now to the end”.

Harry looked over to the woman that was now pledging herself to him,

“Are you sure you want that, Amelia? From what Susan has told me about you, you have an incredible sense of honour and justice; you understand you pledging yourself to a dark lord currently fucking your niece”.

As if to respond, Amelia vanished her clothes and was naked to the eyes of her future Lord; her plump young body was being shown in its glory to her Lord. Part of her screamed to arrest this boy, but the louder voice asked her to fuck him already.

“I understand, my Lord, and I don’t care; I want to be ours and to further your goals by handing the DMLE to you on a silver platter while I use my body to pleasure you”.

Hermione was getting horny at the scene in front of her, but when Harry grabbed Susan's hips and thrust right into her tight cunt, unloading a massive load that had the red Head screaming her Head off while her Auntie was begging for the same treat, made the girl look towards her mother who was pleasuring herself already to the scene.

“fuck Susan, you’re a tight little cunt aren’t you, no get off; my new slut wants a ride as well, Amelia. I accept your pledge and welcome to the service of your lord by ordering you to ride me after you clean up Susan's juices”,

Harry was looking to see any hesitation within Amelia. Still, as soon as Susan moved off her Lord’s cock, the older woman basically deepthroated the cock as soon as she could, almost like she apparated.

“That's a good slut; once you have physically pledged yourself, we will start to plan”.

~2 weeks later~

Once the Bones family had pledged themselves, we moved right into Bones Manor, turning the Lord/Lady’s room into an extra-large bed where daily orgies happened every night while during the day, Amelia sent female Aurors to Manor to train Susan, Hermione and Harry in combat, each Auror left pledged to Harry and dripping with their Lords essence.

The three younger residents would spend their day either fucking or reading or, in one case fucking Hermione in the library.

Despite the fun and learning they were doing, Hermione was using this time to make the official list for her Lord's approval; the top of the list was the Greengrass sisters, followed by Luna Lovegood, Hannah Abbott, the Patil twins and Lavander Brown,

Hermione knew that this was a bare-bones list, but it was a start which was why Hermione was nervously waiting for her Lord to finish looking at the list; it didn’t help that today’s Auror something Tonks was happily gagging on his cock,

“I’m guessing the list is just a beginning”.

Harry had placed the list down to help Tonks to get more of his cock into her throat.

“that is correct, my Lord; I would suggest getting the Greengrass sisters first as they will be the hardest to get if we wait until Hogwarts; Luna Lovegood is on the list as we believe that she might be a Seer that might just need a Lord to point her in the right direction”.

They could see their Lord smile while in thought,

“Hermione, I want you to get Luna, Susan, get Hannah and the Greengrass sisters; I'm happy to do Hannah first if you would like so she can spend time with you again”.

This caused Susan to squeal a little before she ran around to snog Harry as he started face fucking Tonks without hesitation, finishing deep within the Metamorphmagus.

“good job Tonks; I will tell Amelia to put you on the regular rotation”.

The independent man destroying auror that came in the morning was nothing but a slobbering slut for her Lord.

“thank you, my Lord; I will gladly use my powers to pleasure and serve you as best I can; I can be whatever you want, my Lord”.

Harry smiled down at Tonks before sitting up.

“Hermione, Susan, you have your orders; I'm going to be taking Miss Tonks upstairs to see how far her body can adapt”.

The girls giggled at the Auror's reaction of a moan as they started the next phase of fun.

~the next day~

Hermione giggled to herself as she watched a bimbofied Tonks limp towards the Floor,

“Nym, I would suggest resetting yourself before leaving, our Lord may love it, but I believe the Aurors in the DMLE office might ask a couple of questions”.

Tonks blushed a little as her body went back to her default form, which seemed to drain what little energy she had left.

“thank you, my Lady; if you require me, please contact me”.

To Hermione’s surprise, Nym bowed before flooing back to the office; Amelia had already been and gone by this time and giggled at what their Lord had done to the new Auror.

Today was the day that Luna was coming over for Lunch with Hannah staying over for a sleepover tonight; the Greengrass sisters were being stubborn with coming over; Susan was still trying to talk them into it; it seemed they were going to have to involve their mother into it.

“Good Morning, Hermione”.

The bookworm looked up to see her Lord naked walking towards her; the girl could feel herself salivate.

“good morning, my Lord”.

Hermione had attempted to bow but was stopped by her Lord, which made her worry. Did she do something that angered him? Was she no longer worthy of being his?

“Hermione, I was thinking about it; while I like the idea of being the next Dark Lord destroying those who have pissed me off and making wizarding Britain bend to my whim, I realised last night as I was ploughing Nym as she changed to my whim, that I needed an equaliser a Dark Lady to balance her Lord”.

Harry was nervous, but Hermione, at this moment, had her heart beating a hundred miles a minute as she saw her Lord go down on one knee,

“Hermione, your Lord isn’t really happy with your name; Hermione Jean Granger doesn’t sound right, so if you would do your Lord the greatest honour of being Hermione Jean Potter, Lady Potter to my Dark Lord Potter”.

Hermione didn’t know what to do; all her fantasies had been rolled into one.

“yes, ohh magic damned yes, my lord, it would be my greatest order to serve you as your Lady”.

Before Harry could show her the ring, Hermione had already launched herself into arms, kissing him thoroughly. At the same time, hands caressed his body before settling on playing with her fiancés cock until it was stiff and throbbing.

“my Lord, let me show my appreciation”.

Before Harry could even blink, his future Lady had impaled herself on her Lords cock, moaning loudly as it hit right into her cervix; Harry had managed to open the ring box while this was happening, and he quickly placed it on her finger before Hermione lost complete control of herself and started riding her Lord.

“my Lord, thank you, thank you so much”.

She kept thanking Harry as she rid him like her life depended on it.

~12 o’clock~

Luna flooed into Bones Manor, expecting to see Hermione reading a book; Luna hadn’t known the bookworm for long, having met in the library and growing close with their mutual love of charms and reading.

What Luna actually walked into was Hermione and Harry naked, embracing each other in what her dad called cuddling when he gave her the talk.

“Hello Hermione, Hi Harry, it's nice to meet you; I hope you had fun. Would you like me to come back or just wait”.

Luna had sat down at the table next to them as Hermione started to realise that they weren't alone.

“hi Luna, is it 12 already? I might have gotten carried away with the good news Harry gave me”.

Luna smiled dreamily at them but started to blush a little when Hermione got up and didn’t bother covering herself or Harry; this was the first time Luna had seen a boy’s thing. Still, she wasn’t disappointed by what she saw.

“Luna, I was planning to be subtle in doing this, but”.

Luna interrupted Hermione in her usual dreamy voice.

“you want your Dark Lord to have a seer slut to help him take over while you as his Lady get to have said seer as a friend and fellow bookworm that would be able to provide an outside if not odd opinion on ideas and theories”.

This caused Hermione and Harry to look at the blonde like she was a little crazy before Hermione could respond.

“that is correct, Luna; how did you guess that”.

She just smiled at them.

“Because I’m hoping to be the seer within my statement.”

At this point, Luna had her wand in her hand and, for some reason, cast a dispelling charm on herself; before they knew it, Luna looked their age and a hell of a lot curvier and naked.

“I have been hiding my true body so I could remain pure for you, my lord, my only request is that Hermione joins in with your claiming of me”.

Naked Luna was now on the ground next to Harry so that her pussy was in his sight.

“I don’t see why not, Luna, but do you want to join me knowing what I will be doing”.

Luna had a dreamy look on her face as her eyes glazed over slightly.

“Your victory and domination are all but guaranteed, my Lord, and I wish to be by your side getting revenge on the bullies in Ravenclaw that made my first three years a living hell; I might look innocent, my Lord, but the world has darkened my heart making me angry and bitter”.

Both Harry and Hermione took Luna into their arms, with Harry talking to her softly.

“don’t worry, my little blood moon, you will be protected, and your revenge will be swift and without mercy; all you have to do is pledge yourself to me.”

The little blonde was basically vibrating as she got ready to pledge herself.

“I, Luna Lovegood, hereby pledge undying loyalty and love to Dark Lord Potter with my mind, body, soul and magic forever”.

With her pledge completed and her mark appearing on her inner thigh, Hermione jumped on the girl to kiss her a deep kiss,

“I hate to admit it, Luna, but your odd way of thinking makes me so happy; now that you are one of us, Harry will make you feel so good, and you'll never be alone again.”

Luna would have responded, but Harry had started playing with her body while Hermione had accidentally held her down during their make-out session; Harry was tongue-deep into Luna, and the blonde was enjoying every second of it.

“That's it, our little blood moon, enjoy that pleasure your Lord is giving you; this is now your future forever”.

The little blonde was already withering underneath Hermione, but to the brunette's surprise, the blonde started playing with her body. First, it started with her breasts before one of her hands started moving south for the real fun place that had Hermione beginning to moan.

Luna seemed to whimper at the loss of Harry stopping his lower lip kissing to replace his tongue with something quite a bit thicker, which had Luna moaning happily as it probed her pussy.

“Do it, my Lord, take me and fuck me until my seer magic works only for you”.

Harry smirked at the little blonde before thrusting right into her, giving her a second to adjust. Harry guessed she was good to go when she started her assault on Hermione's pleasure centres, so Harry started his.

For the next 2 hours, Harry was double-teamed by Luna and Hermione, with the two geniuses sending every second of it, taking every little moan, groan and cum out of Harry and each other, exploring each other's body as Harry switched between the two of them.

By the end of it, Luna and Hermione were sharing their Lord's chest while using it as a pillow, just relaxing until Luna’s eyes glazed over.

“My Lord, the fake Dark Lady Voldemort has created Horcruxes; we need to tell Amelia so they can be found”.

Hermione and Harry looked shocked at her plan; they just stared at her.

“Trust me, my Lord, her knowledge is beyond most wizards could hope to achieve. Once you control her, you will have one of the smartest people in the world on your side; combine this with Hermione’s knowledge, and you will basically be unstoppable”.

This only shocked Hermione and Harry even more, but they could definitely see the perks of having the dark Lady on their side.

“Luna, tell me more”.

~that night~

The Floo erupted in Green as Hannah Abbott popped out and went to hug Susan straight away.

“Suzy, I'm so glad we could do this sleepover; it's like I haven’t seen you in ages; what have you been doing”.

Suzy took Hannah's hand and started to guide her towards her Lord,

“Nothing much, Ana, just hanging around the library, pleasuring my Lord and Lady, embracing the dark arts ohhh, and I have been doing some baking”.

Hannah was dead silent but still followed Susan towards the sound of some very passionate moaning.

“what do you mean, Lord and Lady? What the hell do you mean dark arts, Suzy? What has happened to you”.

Hannah was looking almost frighted, but Susan kept dragging her closer to the Lord's bedroom,

“Ana, it's nothing that bad; I have pledged myself to Harry Potter himself, and tonight I want to give you a chance to do the same, so we both can be together worshipping our Lord's fat cock while our sisters pleasure his body, Magic Ana it's going to be so good just you wait”.

When they finally made it to the Lord’s bedroom, the moans were starting to affect the two friends, but Hannah seemed stuck in place.

“what do you mean, Suzy? You're starting to scare me; I should probably”.

Susan opened the door giving Hannah the view of Harry fucking Amelia Bones while Luna and Hermione were snogging on the couch in the room; Hannah was so shocked that she didn’t notice Susan had gotten behind her.

“do you see that Ana, even my aunt, couldn’t resist Harry? Do you think you can resist? I mean, look at his fat cock just railing into my aunt as she moans like a cheap whore, we are not going to force you, Ana, but I can tell you can feel his power; you can feel it dragging you in”.

Susan was caressing Hannah's body as she spoke; she could see Hannah was blushing and was well into the panting-in-heat phase of her arousal until Susan left her alone as she moved into the lord's room.

“it's up to you, Ana; I know I'm going to get a piece of it once my aunt cannot take any more”.

Hannah was torn between the feelings that Susan gave her and the sway of those sexy hips she had and the grunts and moans that were coming from the bed; Hannah looked towards the source of her current mixed feeling, Harry Bloody Potter, the sexist boy of their year who was now fucking and claiming women and a part of Hannah wanted to join him,

From what Susan had already told her, Harry wasn’t going to be a pushover this year like in 2nd year but possibly become a Dark Lord; for whatever reason, that was turning her on.

“Hi Susan, are you finally here to join in”.

Hearing Harry’s voice caused shivers to go down Hannahs's spine and seemed to hit right into her cunt, making the virgin squirm where she stood.

“of course, my Lord, I have been trying to convince Ana to join us, but I just couldn’t wait any longer, so please fuck me, my Lord, show Ana what she is missing”.

Harry just smirked as he started stripping Susan while deeply snogging her, soon the beautiful redhead had her tits kneaded while one of Harry's hands was squeezing her perky ass; Susan wasn’t idle by any means as she caressed his chiselled body before giving his throbbing cock a handjob.

Hannah was drooling at this point; Harry gave her a quick look and motioned her to join them; that little voice that told her not to was suddenly very silent as her feet started moving forward; the smell of sex hit Hannah's senses like a freight train.

“Harry, please just fuck me already; your magic has been sending me wild since I came home today”.

Harry just smirked before he started to kiss Susan's neck. At the same time, his hands snaked across her body before touching her core, making Susan moan from the stimulation, but she wouldn’t let Harry play with her; she quickly spun him onto the bed and straddled his waist.

“I love the foreplay Harry, but I'm well past needing it, so I'm going to ride the daylights out of you while Ana is trying to make up her mind, so I'm going to show her what your cock can do to a woman”.

Hannah was wondering what she meant by that since she could easily see that Amelia, someone she thought would be unbreakable, was at this moment on the bed covered in sweat and cum slowly breathing; it was probably the hottest thing she had ever seen.

Susan was now standing above Harry naked, showing off her large soft breasts and giving Hannah the view of her large perky ass; at this point, Hannah was rethinking her sexuality and desires as her eyes were drawn to Harry's giant throbbing cock as Susan started slowly descending onto it spreading her pussy as the thick shaft went into her.

“OHHHHhhh fuck my Lord, I still cannot get over how your cock can make me feel”.

Harry smiled at the redhead as his hands caressed her body with a focus on her large breasts.

“Trust me, Susan, I love feeling your body wrapped around my cock just as much; now start fucking your Lord before your slow pace causes him to fuck you like an animal”.

Susan just smirked as she kept going at her slow but intense pace; this had the perk of making Harry go a little insane at the tight feeling he was getting; getting an evil idea in his head, he turned to Hannah.

“Hannah, would you mind helping me send Susan crazy”.

Hannah was so happy to be allowed to join in on the sexual deviancy in the room; Hermione and Luna were still in their own little world, which gave Hannah the hope that wanting some girl-on-girl wasn’t frowned upon.

“yes, Harry, what would you like me to do”.

Hannah couldn’t help but feel shy in front of Susan's Lord; that man looked sculpted out of marble, and the sweat on his body made him glisten.

“Hannah, I know that you have always wanted to do things with Susan here, so don’t hold back anymore; even if you don’t join me, I won’t get in the way of your love, so embrace it; no one is going to stop you”.

Hannah was shocked by this but wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth, so she quickly stripped as well and mounted Harry’s head; if you were to ask Hannah later why she did it like this, all she would say that she was letting her pussy control her actions.

With her pussy on Harry’s face, Hannah leaned forward and took Susan's lids for her own; who couldn’t believe she finally got to kiss her Suzy, with Harry's hands now holding onto Hannahs's ass cheeks kneading them as he feasted on her virgin pussy.

Susan had started kissing Hannah back as her hands began playing with the blonde's tits which had Hannah moaning into the kiss before she began playing with the redhead's tits.

The threesome continued for minutes as Susan started to go buck wild as Hannah was experiencing what a parseltongue could do to a woman's ability to think, soon Harry was filling up Susan with his cum, causing the busty girl to shake and collapse because of the amount of pleasure that was being sent to her mind.

Susan managed to drop to the side of Harry as she did her best to regain her ability to breathe. Still, Hannah soon joined the redhead, wanting to continue kissing the girl until she had her fill.

Hary started getting up with his cock still throbbing for more; he was getting ready to join Hermione and Luna but stopped when Hannah's hand started caressing his hardened cock before breaking the kiss she was having with Susan,

“Harry..... I mean, my lord, please make me yours; I pledge myself to you in Mind, Body, Soul and magic from now to the end of time”.

Harry smiled before ensuring that Hannah was facing Susan, their breasts pressing against each other, causing both girls to blush.

“I accept your pledge Hannah and will embrace you with your girlfriend, ensuring you enjoy every second of it”.

This caused Hannah to moan a little as she started to feel Harry apply a little weight to her ass. Susan held her closer to her body before she began to kiss the blonde deeply as Harry started to line up with the virgin pussy that, by this point, was soaking wet.

Harry started to slowly insert himself as he helped encompass Hannah with Susan; the blonde was surrounded by her Lord and lover; she couldn’t be happier as she felt her pussy spread under the mighty cock of her Lord as Susan kissed and caressed her lover.

By the time Harry had bottomed out in Hannah, the blonde was squirming and moaning under the combined assault; that’s when harry started kissing up her neck until his lips were right next to her ear so he could whisper to her.

“I hope you are ready, Hannah, as I plan to fuck you so hard, then I will get Susan to clean you up with her tongue while I fuck her”.

This sent shivers down Hannahs's spine, but her mind could not think of any reason to not enjoy the massive cock that was already womb deep in her pussy; even those thoughts were stopped when Harry started showing her what a true fuck was.

To Hannah, time was irrelevant as Harry pounded away, smacking her bubble butt while forcing her pussy to take the shape of his fat throbbing cock. Of course, it didn’t help that Susan was either kissing her or playing with her perky tits.

At some point, she realised that Harry seemed to almost go primal in his fucking; she only found out later that this happened because Hermione and Luna decided to make out with his nuts. Still, the only thing that had eventually grounded her back, in reality, was her being filled with Harry’s cum; it almost made her feel like the cum was filling her entire soul.

“your now mine, Hannah, just like everyone else in this manor”.

Harry had claimed her totally, and she couldn’t care that he was dark or that she would share Susan with him; all that mattered was her passion for her Lord.

~The next day~

Harry was relaxing at the dining table in Bones's manor as Susan did her best to deepthoart his cock as Hannah worshipped his nuts; Harry liked being a lord by this point; Hermione was enjoying Luna’s company in the bedroom if the screams were anything to go by.

The Bones elves were serving Harry breakfast when Amelia joined him at the table, giving her lord a deep kiss that would give a heart attack to a lesser man.

“good morning, my lord”.

Harry caressed her large ass before giving it a good squeeze making the milf moan a little before wiggling her ass into her lord's hand.

“My lord, forgive me for asking, but why haven't you taken up your lordship of house Potter”.

Amelia was a little scared as her Lord’s hand stopped playing with her ass but looking at her, lord told her he was more in thought than angry at her for questioning him.

“what do you mean, Amelia”.

Her lord's hand was now playing with her pussy which wasn’t making it easier to reply, but she did her best to answer her lord.

“oohhh lord, that feels so good, my lord, as the last of the House of Potter, you are ahhhhble to claim the position of Lord Potter, AHHHHH”.

Her lord had played with her enough that she collapsed from the pleasure coursing through her.

“good slave, I think you deserve a reward”.

Pulling away from Susan's throat was a tough decision. Still, soon he was positioned in front of Amelia’s soaking wet cunt as she tried to regain her mind as she watched her niece and Hannah approach her.

“I want both of you to pleasure Amelia while I fuck her; if you do a good enough job, I will have a bit of fun with the both of you later”.

This had both Susan and Hannah rushing to Amelia's giant tits; each started playing with them, either licking or caressing them to the point that Amelia began to moan. Still, once her Lord started fucking her, the screams started as she suddenly found herself on the brink of orgasm as her Lord's cock hit her cervix.

~a week before Hogwarts~

Emily was currently bouncing on her Lords cock as her daughter watched from the sidelines smiling at the sight of her Lord fucking her mother just like he did to so many women; the Greengrass sister had managed to evade them so far; this just meant they will have to take them in Hogwarts which sent a shiver right into her pussy.

Hermione was making a training schedule for her Lord for when they were in Hogwarts when she remembered Ronald still existed, which then reminded her that Dumbledore and the Weasley family would be trying to meddle in her Lords affairs again,

They had already tried to get Harry and her to go to the quidditch world cup, but her Lord decided he was above these things now; he still loved flying, but he realised that wasting time at this point in the plan would do more harm than good.

Ronald did not take the news well, especially when Harry told him that he was spending the summer with her and they were doing homework and studying; his reply was one of confusion and the written version of what the hell but with food stains.

Hermione could hear her Lord finish, so she brought the issue to him.

“Fuck my Lord, that felt so good”.

Emily was lying on their Lord's chest, trying to get her breathing back to normal, while Harry just smiled and ran his fingers through her hair.

“my Lord, sorry to disturb but I would like to talk to you about our return to Hogwarts and how we should deal with the red-headed one”.

It had become a joke within the group to label Ronald, Ginerva and Molly as something akin to Voldemort. However, considering the number of howlers that Molly sent each year made her seem like Lady Voldemort but with screaming within Hogwarts.

Harry chuckled a little before dragging Hermione into the bed to occupy the spare space on their Lord's chest.

“I think we give him a chance to do the right thing and see what happens; if his a git, we treat him like one; if he is friendly and accepting, then we will give him a chance, just remember, if it turns out that they are really the redhead edition of the Malfoy family, then we will rain Fiendfyre upon them, now less taking about gross people and more snogging”.

The conversation quickly halted when Harry started snogging Hermione while Emily began preparing him for the next round.

~on the Hogwarts Express~

The dark lord Harry and his group managed to find a compartment for themselves; Susan was scouting for the Greengrass sister to see if we could get them on the train; just getting Harry into their compartment would make them feel his magical presence.

Right now, Hermione was staring out the window and checking the time; she wanted to see if the Weasleys could make it to the train on time instead of just in time like usual. Then, as if on cue, the redheads were running towards the train as the final whistle rang; Hermione couldn’t help but smirk, though, honestly, she was glad they made it.

At this moment, Susan popped her head into the compartment,

“my Lord, I found them, so please come with me”.

Harry quickly got up and gave a quick kiss to the girls before following behind the curvy woman; he couldn’t help but stare at her ass; Harry guessed he was doing it as she was making sure to sway those hips of hers, making his blood boil,

“in here, Harry; good luck”.

Susan smirked at him before she knocked on the door and got a curt enter; inside the compartment were Daphne and Tracey Greengrass and Tracey Davis, and surprisingly Pansy Parkinson was with them.

Harry walked into the compartment and his magic quickly filled the room making the four witches squirm a little. However, Daphne did her best to hide it, while Pansy was way more blatant about it despite being the one to speak to him first.

“what do you want, Potter”.

Harry just smiled at her and then proceeded to ignore her and looked towards Daphne,

“good morning Miss Greengrass; I wanted to talk to you regarding joining my friends and me for a study group”.

The blonde beauty looked ready to give him a glaring of a lifetime while Harry kept pumping his magic into the room; Susan was quite lucky that she decided to go back to annoy Hannah; otherwise, she would have needed new robes.

“you girls can feel it, my magic flowing through this room; it's addicting, isn't it? I'm different, Harry than you're all used to; I'm gaining power and followers by the day, and I want to know if you four would be interested”.

Harry kept pulsing his magic, he was trying to send the girls into heat and it seemed to be working; despite being rude, Pansy was near panting at this point; Astoria and Tracey were flushed, and only Daphne was keeping her composure though she was blushing.

“And what pray tell would make us join you; you're at best a mediocre wizard with no etiquette to speak of”.

Harry saw the other girls were on the verge of giving up, so Harry decided to test something out; what would happen to Daphne if he focused his magic on her directly? In less than a second, Harry found out; Daphne moaned as her glamour failed; the model-like appearance gave way to an overdeveloped beauty that would make Susan look flat.

Her face was a combination of surprise and ecstasy as her squirming worsened as Harry’s magic attacked her pleasure centres without mercy.

“do you feel that Daphne that my magic beating you into servitude, all you have to do is pledge yourself to me and I will make you feel pleasure like this for the rest of your life”?

Daphne basically threw herself at Harry and, with a quick flick of her wrist, had Harry’s clothes thrown to the side as Daphne sought the cock that was driving her mad.

“give it to me, Harry; I need it; your magic is sending me crazy what do I have to do to get it”.

Harry was holding Daphne back; she was just millimetres away from the cock that was making her hornier than ever.

“I already told you, Daphne, pledge yourself to me as your Lord”.

Her eyes widen for a moment, but Harry's mush and power quickly overridden any protests that came from the logical side of her brain.

“I, Daphne Greengrass, pledge my life, soul, mind and magic to Lord Harry Potter”.

“I accept your pledge; you may now collect your reward”.

Harry smirked as he offered up his cock as a reward, and all daphne started to do was deepthroat it like she was a two-dollar whore; Harry looked at the other ladies in the compartment who were masturbating to the scene in front of them; it seemed Daphne had the strongest will out of all of them and now that she had fallen none of them had the strength to hold on.

“Pledge yourselves to me and join your sister in servitude of Dark Lord Potter”.

Tracey was the next to fall followed by Astoria and Pansy, all four were Harry’s now, he even managed to take Draco's fiancé from him, it was already a good day for him and he already knew what he wanted to do next, casting privacy spells on the compartment Harry started to bark his first orders to them.

“I want each of you to have your ass pointed to me from your seats; I’m going to fuck each and every one of you”.

The girls quickly complied, each shaking their asses to get his attention. Still, Daphne, by fair, had the best-looking ass, so Harry went with her first, giving it a lite smack; the ass acted like jello in his hands; he couldn’t help but knead the cheeks, which made Daphne moan.

Without warning, Harry thrust right into her pussy, causing Daphne to nearly collapse from pleasure as Harry’s cock went right to her womb, overwhelming the virgin but making her feel like her decision was the best she had ever made.

Harry kept fucking this bimbo-bodied goddess while fingering his next target; Tracey Davis was panting like a dog in heat while her best friend was moaning underneath her new Lord, she couldn’t believe this was happening, but as she snuck a peak over to Daphne, she could see that her mind was lost to the fat cock that was forcing her body to mould itself too.

FUCK YES, MY LORD, MY BIMBO BLONDE BODY IS ALL YOURSSSSSSSS”.

Tracey and anyone else could see the lady's belly inflate just from the amount of cum that was being pumped into her, Harry had pulled out letting the last of his cum coating his conquests ass before he smirked at Tracey before moving over to her as she watched his still hard throbbing cock bobbed up and down as he walked.

“I hope you're ready, Tracey, because Daphne hadn’t satisfied me, so now it's your turn to try”.

Tracey didn’t know what to say so all she did was present her ass to Harry and looked at him with pleading eyes as she finally found the words to beg her lord to fuck her.

“My Lord, can you please fuck your little slut and us...OHHHHH FUCK”.

Harry was too horny to let her finish, so instead, mid-way through, he pounded right into her and didn’t hold back as he started using her like a little fuck hole. At this point, Tracey wouldn’t have cared as her brain was completely overwhelmed as her body was being soaked in pleasure that made her go crossed eyed,

“you like that Tracey being used as my little cock sleeve”.

All Tracey could do was moan and do her best to not collapse as her worldview collapsed to be replaced by her lord and his desires.

“I LOVE YOU, MY LORD”.

That was all that Tracey got out before her mind went pop as the fail nail Harry’s cum hit her body like a train wreck; Harry just smirked and gave her ass a little smack before popping his cock out, turning he saw both Pansy and Astoria had been playing with themselves, it was at this point that Harry noticed how pale Astoria was.

“Astoria, your next, but I want the truth. Is there something medically wrong with you”.

Astoria had turned around to look her Lord in the eyes; she was getting ready to pour her heart out and tell me secrets, but she stopped and died in her tracks; he knew something was wrong with her. Does that mean he wouldn’t want her that he would throw her out before she even got a taste?

“w..w..what d...o you mean m..my L....Lord”.

H arry looked right into her eyes as if staring right into her soul.

“your very pale, and you seem frail”.

She knew that she would have to tell him the truth, he may not have used the lord's rights on her, but she knew that lying to him would be worst.

“I h...ha....have a blood curse”.

Harry’s magic suddenly enveloped her, and the first thing that she thought was that his magic was preparing to eject her from the pledge she had made; Harry, though, made her maneuverer, so her legs were above her head while somehow she was comfortable.

“I'm going to get rid of this blood curse; no one is allowed to harm what is mine; hold still as I get rid of what has harmed you”.

Astoria didn’t know what to think, but her heart was beating like crazy as she looked into the eyes of her lord, the stunning green eyes that were her world at this moment.

Harry took this moment to start pushing into Astoria’s wet pussy; unlike with Daphne and Tracey, Harry decided to take his time to yet the lady to get used to it; the problem with this was Astoria didn’t want it slow; the lady wrapped her legs around her Lord and looked him dead in the eyes.

“I don’t want to be treated like I could brake, so please, my Lord fuck my pussy”.

Harry could see the determination from the little lady wanting to match her sister's ability to drain their Lord's balls; Harry started kissing her as he drew his hips back before thrusting right into her, sending Astoria into cloud 9 as Harry's magic burst directly into her.

Harry was determined to fuck this little slut hard; as he stopped holding back, he felt a pair of hands caress down his back until he felt a mouth start sucking his nuts, looking behind he saw the top of Pansy’s head; it seemed the bitch of Slytherin couldn’t hold back anymore.

Harry chuckled a little as he went right back into ploughing Astoria with near reckless abandon as his magic started destroying the blood curse; if Harry wasn’t too busy enjoying the tight pussy he was fucking he would have noticed the colour returning to Astoria, what he did notice was her moans getting louder and more passionate.

Pansy, by this point, had lost what little mind she had just by the musk coming from her Lords balls; her mind was drowning in it, and when her Lord had cum in the little slut, Pansy quickly lapped up what cum had flowed out of Astoria.

Harry quickly pulled out, letting more of his cum flow onto Pansy’s face; looking at Astoria, he could see she was already healthier and was thoroughly fucked, turning around he saw Pansy covered in cum and pussy juice that had her panting as the smells overwhelmed her brain.

“do you like the smell or something, Pansy? You basically bathed yourself in it”.

All Pansy could do was moan as she started cleaning herself. To Harry, it was something he could defiantly enjoy as the scene in front of him was sending blood right back into his cock; Pansy looked at her Lords cock like it was her personal god; Pansy started showing her love for her Lord by kissing the cock head before she started licking the entire shaft before trying to deepthroat the massive cock.

“look how far you have fallen, my dear Pansy, all it took was a bit of my magic, and you became hooked; maybe I shouldn’t let you go had with this; I mean, I know how much you love Draco”.

Harry had held Pansy away from his cock by her forehead; he did his best to not chuckle at how desperate she was, trying to extend her tongue to get the cock back into her mouth.

“what do you think, Pansy? Do you want to go back to Draco and be the pureblood wife you always wanted to be”.

The girl was twitching as her eyes showed pure desperation; Harry gave her a quick cock slap to get her to pay attention.

“what, why did you do that, Master”.

Harry quirked his eyebrow at the label; none of his girls have called him master, lord yes but not master.

“so I'm your master now; what does that make, Draco”.

It took the girl seconds to throw Draco under the train.

“that sissy has nothing on you, master; his penis is a pinky compared to your cock; your magic is the ocean compared to Draco's little river; I beg you, master, to fuck me until I'm nothing but a cock sleeve slave, I beg you”.

Harry could see tears of desperation coming from Pansy.

“present yourself, slave; I want to see that ass in the air as you beg for me to fuck that pussy of yours”.

Pansy basically apperated on the couch and presented her bubble butt to her master with a heart in her eyes.

“Please master bred your slave, use me as much as you want whenever you want; I just want to be yours”.

Harry smirked as he watched that bubble butt tremble in anticipation as her tight soaking pussy begged for him; Harry lined up and, without warning, gave her ass a loud smack as he thrust right into her tight cunt, causing the self-designated slave to cum hard.

“YESSSSS, THANK YOU, MASTER. PLEASE USE ME MORE”.

The Slytherin was already trying to thrust in her lord thrusting; she wanted to please her lord with her very soul if she could; Harry was enjoying every second of it as her tight pussy did its best to drain the man of everything he had left.

The three other girls in the compartment were enjoying the show; each of them was wonderfully sore and were just happy to see such a pureblood bitch sink so low to the point of calling a half-blood her master; Daphne looked over to her sister to see how she handled herself, to her surprise Astoria was still in her own little world gently rubbing her pussy as cum flowed out of it.

“your sister seemed to enjoy herself just like the rest of us”.

Daphne turned to see Tracey talking to her. If Daphne was being honest, Tracey looked fucking hot with their lord's cum dripping out of her; Daphne decided to just go for one of her fantasies and see what happened afterwards.

Leaning forward, Daphne started kissing Tracey lightly on the lips until she felt Tracey’s hands caress up her naked body until they snaked around her head, pulling her in for a deep snog that had Daphne seeing stars.

Astoria was watching her sister and best friend making out to Astoria; it was almost hotter than the fucking that her lord was giving to Pansy; she couldn’t decide which was more desirable, so she decided to just play with herself while watching both of them.

“fuck your tight Pansy; it's almost like Draco barely did anything”.

Pansy was moaning like a two-sickle whore as Harry started to unload right her cunt making the Slytherin collapse under her own weight as Harry pulled out, giving her one last smack on the ass to test the waters. Harry placed his cock right next to Pansy’s mouth; much to his enjoyment Pansy if by instinct, started giving him a clean-up blowjob.

Sadly all good things have to end, and pulling himself out of her mouth and putting on clothes was met with a deep pout for the girls.

“sorry ladies, but I have others I have to have fun with, don’t worry, I already have Hermione looking for a place to meet up and have some fun”.

He gave each of the girls a deep kiss before leaving; on his way back to the compartment, he ran into Draco; no matter the insults, Harry just smiled and continued walking, pissing the ferret even more.

~Halloween feast~

The tournament announcement at the welcoming had Hermione attached to Harry for a week afterwards. The rest of his followers were also worried once they were told of Harry’s string of Halloween luck.

Since the welcoming feast, the followers of Harry have been increasing with each of his conquests; with Luna, some were just drawn to Harry’s magic, and Lavender Brown and the Patil twins were some of the more notable for having joined him.

Ronald kept his distance from them after Hermione nearly cursed his balls.

~flashback~

After the first couple of days of class, things were pretty settled in; Hermione and Harry were in Gryffindor common room helping other with their summer homework, with Harry focusing on Parvati and Lavender while Hermione checked out their next targets when Ronald came over strutting like he owned the place for whatever reason.

“Hey, Hermione, can you please do this homework for me since you couldn’t do it earlier like I wanted”.

Most at the table just looked at him like he was an idiot, even Parvati, who had her inner thigh caressed by Harry; the poor girl was going insane from how gentle and slow he was going.

“and pray tell, why do I have to do your homework?”

Ronald just smiled at Hermione before winking at Lavender.

“Remember, in 1st year, I saved you from the troll, I figured you owed me a life debt, so I cashed it in so you would do my homework and any required paperwork”.

You could see Hermione's magic ark in her hair as her anger elevated to unknown levels; just before she was about to send the boy through the castle the hard way, Harry spoke up to defuse the situation.

“Ronald, to use a life debt like that is absurdly stupid, and I don’t think you held the life debt over Hermione since you’re the one who caused her to be there in the first place, so that point is invalid, now I suggest you leave before Hermione test a new spell on you”.

Ronald was going as red as his hair as he prepared to retort

“I don’t care; Hermione should be happy for me to ask her help”.

Ronald's rant was interrupted when Hermione set a cutting curse on his inner thigh, sending him to the ground in pain.

“Ronald, I will never do your homework; before you tried to force me to do it, I would have happily helped you do it; now though I won’t even proofread it, I suggest you leave before you do something stupid”.

The red was dragged away by his twin brothers as they knew their brother wouldn’t be as smart as they hoped.

~end of flashback~

Hermione kept teasing him with how the Veela from Beauxbatons were eyeing him up like they wanted to pounce on him at any moment; at this moment, Hermione was too busy holding Harry's hand as Dumbledore announced the first champion.

“the champion for the school of Durmstrang is Victor Krum”.

The Slytherin side of the hall gave a rather loud polite. But, at the same time, the rest of the school just politely clapped as so far Victor had proved himself to be an ass in such a short time; Daphne had told them that he was the fitter version of Draco.

“The champion for the school of Beaubatons is Fleur Delacour”.

The elegant blonde got up and walked to the back room with the grace of a swan, Hermione had teased Harry about it, but you could tell the bookworm was staring at the Veela’s tight bubble butt.

“Soon, my lady, we will have her and anyone else we want from the Beauxbatons school”.

This had Hermione shivering at the thought of Fleur whimpering underneath her as Harry fucked her like the little crumpet she was.

“the champion for the school of Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory”.

Hufflepuff clapped up a storm as their champion walked into the back room; Dumbledore was getting ready to dismiss everyone when the goblet released another piece of paper popped out and landed on Dumbledore's hand.

“Harry Potter”

Everything stopped for a moment; Hermione held his hand even tighter before he got up.

“everything will be alright, my Lord”.

Harry smiled at her before walking towards Dumbledore; he could already feel himself getting angrier as he got closer to the old man; Harry silently cast a sonorous on himself.

“Headmaster, I did not enter my name into the goblet, and I did not want anyone to do it for me; I refuse to participate in this deadly tournament”.

Dumbledore knew almost instantly that Harry had a sonorous on himself, so the old man joined him with his own.

“Harry, it doesn’t matter if your name has come out of the goblet; it means you are now in a legally binding contract; that means you have no choice but to compete now go to the back room with the other champions so we can discuss this in private”.

Harry was having none of it,

“I don’t think so, Headmaster; over the years, I have had to deal with vicious rumours that you never spoke up about; you had just remained quiet when the whole school called me the heir of Slytherin despite that all of the victims were muggle-born or half-blood like me, it wasn’t until Hermione was petrified that the rumour stopped,

That was just 2nd year; magic knows that if your track record holds, I will be made a pariah because the school will think that I did this for attention when in reality, I want nothing to do with this tournament, hell I hope this year I could spend it getting closer to my girlfriend Hermione then possibly dying from whatever the hell is going to happen”.

Snape, who was twitching like a crazy person this whole having flashbacks to James Potter, decided to make himself known.

“that's it, you selfish boy; you obviously put your name in, so it's 100 points from Gryffindor for lying, two weeks of detention with me for being a public nuisance”.

Harry just stared the professor dead in the eyes.

“you can shove that punishment right up your arse Professor and his proof that you can, I, Harry James Potter, hereby swear on my life and magic that I didn’t place my name in the goblet and I didn’t ask an older student or professor to do it for me, so mote it be”.

With a flash of light, the vow was accepted by lady magic, but Harry still stood.

“just to prove a point, EXPECTO PATRONUM”.

From Harry’s wand came a majestic stag that started to fly around the great hall as if to prove a point; Harry looked back at Snape and gave him the finger.

“I believe your punishment is now void, you waste of a professor; now shut up while more intelligent people speak”.

The snarl on Snape's face could curdle milk as he watched the points he took off from Gryffindor were erased.

“be that as it may, Harry, you shouldn’t insult a professor and especially Professor Snape, as he has my complete trust in all aspects of his job; now stop wasting our time and go to the other champions”.

The other champions were at the door watching all this happen as they got sick and tired of waiting for the officials to tell them about the tournament; Harry seeing them at the door, gave them a slight bow before turning back to Dumbledore.

“Headmaster, I refuse to join the real champions; if I'm forced to participate, then I would like it to be known that I am participating against my will and that I will not participate on behalf of Hogwarts but will be representing the Ancient and Noble House of Potter and if you have anything against it then you can shove it up your ass as well, now if you don’t mind I have to start working out how to survive this bullshit,

Mr Crouch Snr, when is the first task”.

The confused man didn’t know what to do so he just said the date.

“the 24th of November, Mr Potter”.

Harry gave a quick nod to the man before flipping the bird to Snape before Harry started walking away,

“Harry, my boy, I haven’t dismissed you”.

Harry stopped dead in his tracks as he turned around and looked at the Headmaster; most of the students had been shocked so far at the change in the Golden Boy of Gryffindor. Still, the look in his eyes would cement that the golden Boy was no longer Dumbledore’s puppet.

“I never gave you permission to use my first name Headmaster, and I would suggest you stop enforcing something you have no right to, as the last of House Potter who is now legally an adult thanks to being forced to participate in an of age wizards, I can now tell you as Lord Potter to shut the fuck up and stop dictating what House Potter may or may not do”.

With that, Harry went back to Gryffindor's table and took Hermione’s hand as they made their way back to the common room to relax and not murder a bearded idiot; by the time the rest of Gryffindor arrived, they found both Hermione and Harry on the chair in front of the fire reading a book.

It was Ronald who was crazy enough to approach the duo as they were starting to make notes on what they were ready for.

“hey mate, how are you doing”.

They looked at him wearily as they tried to mend the bridge, hoping to continue the friendship.

“not bad, Ronald; Hermione is helping find new spells to use in the tournament; we both hope I will survive this crap”.

Ronald looked like he was thinking for the first time as he nodded in understanding.

“so mate, how did you do it? How did you place your name in and get away with that oath of yours”.

The rest of Gryffindor were silent as they watched the redhead possibly get himself killed, considering what happened in the hall.

“Mate, just like I said in the hall, I didn’t do it; I wanted nothing to do with this; I just wanted to spend the year getting to know my girlfriend”.

This caused the girls of Gryffindor to awww at the cuteness that he and Hermione were being, the boys didn’t notice, but the girls saw how they liked holding hands or sitting together.

“I know what you said, mate, but tell me the truth. I mean, I'm your best friend, aren’t I? So you can tell me anything”.

A collective face slap was heard in the common room even Professor McGonagall, who was in cat form paw, slapped herself.

“Ronald, for the last time, I didn’t enter my name, so go away while my girlfriend and I study”.

This was what caused the redhead to finally lose it.

“what do you mean, girlfriend, Hermione is meant to be mine, and you know it; I have had dibs on her for years now, so I demand that you break up with her so when I'm ready, she will be mine”.

If Ronald was going to continue, no one would ever know as Hermione had kicked him right into the nuts sending him into the air before he crashed back down to the floor; the boys in the room were collectively holding their nuts as the redhead seemed to run out of oxygen.

“come on, Hermione, I don’t think we are welcome here anymore, and I don’t want my girlfriend to be harmed. Ronald consider this the end of our friendship; I will never be friends with someone that demands I give up the women I love”.

The girls in the room smiled at Harry as he left with Hermione; in truth, the reason for Harry trying to get her out of the room wasn’t for her safety but because cleaning up the common room after Hermione killed the man would be too annoying.

The couple started walking away from Gryffindor tower when they heard a throat clear; turning around, they saw Professor McGonagall with her usually stern face that scared Harry a little.

“I will cut to the chase, Miss Granger and Lord Potter, I saw everything that happened in that room, and while I will never condone violence between students, I will confirm that Mr Weasley will remember the lesson you just gave him for quite some time”.

The very faint smile nearly made me laugh,

“I presume you both are wondering where you can sleep for the night; please follow me”.

Not wanting to get on the bad side of their head of house, so they followed behind her.

“Lord Potter, would I be right in saying that Miss Granger is your fiancé”.

This had Harry sputtering as Hermione was blushing as she revealed her betrothal ring to McGonagall; this made the professor smile.

“if anyone deserves to be happy, it would be the two of you; we have arrived at our destination; this is one of the many Lord suites within Hogwarts; because you are now Lord Potter, I'm allowed to provide you this suite to you and your fiancé, I do request you guys keep it PG as I don’t wish to deal with the paperwork”.

While the two teens were blushing up a storm from what she implied but decided to move on as the professor set up the portrait with a password, Harry decided, then she left with parting words that had the teens blushing more.

“Remember to use the protective charms, kids”.

With a smirk, the professor turned away, leaving the teens wondering what loosened the professor's humour bone; once they entered the suite the fireplace burst into flames scaring the teens a little; it almost looked like the Gryffindor common room but with its own kitchenette.

“is it weird that McGonagall could make a dark lord sputter and blush”?

Hermione giggled as she took Harry towards the master bedroom; she was beyond ready to break the bed in.

“my Lord, while it is funny that she could, know that she has decades of getting under people's skins to either tease or halt students, now let's forget about her; I want to break this bed in with my Lord fucking me right into it”.

Harry couldn’t find an excuse to disagree as he watched her strip in front of him, giving him a show he could never get tired of.

~Weekend since Halloween~

Harry was resting in the suite as Hermione went around to the library or find new girls for Harry to break in; Harry was planning to just relax and maybe read a little when he heard the portrait guard notify him of a Slytherin student and older woman wanting to gain entrance.

To Harry’s knowledge, only two Slytherins knew where he was, so carefully he approached the door; opening it, he saw Daphne and an older version of Daphne.

“come in, Daphne; nice to meet you, Miss”.

Harry had on what Daphne would call his knicker-destroying smile, which had the blonde smiling as her best friend followed her into the suite.

“so what do I owe the pleasure of your company”.

Daphne smiled at Harry while the lady was doing her best to be polite in front of the golden boy of Gryffindor; while feeling a bit awkward, Daphne had taken off her glamour, her real body was causing her clothes to strain against her uniform.

“My Lord, this is Evaline Greengrass, the current Lady Greengrass; also, my mother, Astoria, had told me what you did for her; I thought I should reward my Lord for being so generous to his subjects”.

Evaline was shocked at what was happening. She knew that Daphne only revealed her body to a select few, but the icing on the cake was her calling Harry Potter her Lord.

“Daphne, what the hell is happening here”.

Daphne was a little distracted as she felt up her Lord as Harry started groping her soft ass.

“I think it's pretty plain to see, mother, that Harry fucked me into servitude, and then he somehow found a way to fuck the blood curse out of Astoria while absolutely dominating everyone like a god”.

Evaline didn’t know how to feel about seeing her daughter being manhandled by a half-blood while stating she swore fealty to him; if she was honest, she had been checking out the boy since entering the room.

“Don’t worry, mother Harry has only the best qualities of a Lord, strong magic, a great mind, a caring heart, the ability to decimate his enemies and a big fat cock that can fuck any woman into becoming a slut for him”.

At this point, Daphne had fished out her lords cock. Evaline liked what she saw, at least four times bigger than what her husband was packing; once she saw his fat nuts, something inside her stirred like never before she would never admit it. Still, she loved being pregnant and the feeling of being bred.

“I can see it in your eyes, mother; you want it just as much as I do; why don’t you get rid of that glamour and join me, pledge yourself to my Lord and feel something that dad would never give you.”

Daphne made sure to point her lords cock right at her mother, making sure she saw it grow into its total throbbing bitch breaking size; she could already see her mother become memorized by sight, as if in a trance, Harry banished her clothing with just his hand movement, this had the effect of causing Evaline to stumble out of shock.

“That's right, mother, his beyond anything that you can imagine; he not only fucked a blood curse out of our family but can perform magic on a whim; you should know your place is on your knees begging him to take you”.

Evaline was finding it harder and harder to disagree with her daughter as she saw pre-cum coming out of his fat cock; as it started building up, Evaline was forced to compare her husband with her daughter's lord; the boys pre-cum was more virile than her husband's actual cum.

“you’re right, daughter; your Lord is something to behold, Harry; as thank you for saving my youngest, I wish to pledge myself to you to be used in any way you wish”.

Harry smirked at the MILF, and he could tell she was starting to tremble as she approached his cock.

“if I accept your pledge, what would you do for me”.

Daphne smirked as she saw her mother debase herself in front of a person the same age as her oldest daughter.

“I would do anything for you, my Lord; I can feel your power, I can see your superiority and wish nothing more than to be yours, please my lord, take my pledge and use your subject in any way you see fit”.

Harry placed his cock right on her lips; he wasn’t pushing for entry but gave her one last chance.

“if you truly wish to be mine and pleasure me, show your devotion so you can find your new purpose”.

Evaline didn’t hesitate for a second as she attempted to deepthroat her Lord's cock; her glamour had been broken, giving Harry the view of a more mature version of Daphne.

“are all Greengrass’s stacked like this”?

Daphne knew what he was really asking; in the future, would he have three bimbo-bodied blonde sluts at his beck and call.

“yes, my Lord, around 2nd or 3rd year, we go through a growth spurt that we hide from the world; you could imagine how the world would react to that; family history says we have Veela in our blood, making us perfect for you, my lord”.

Harry was doing his best to listen, but Evaline was doing her best to cause the boy to use his mind with her technique; it felt like her tongue had wrapped around his whole shaft as his throat tightened around it at the same time.

“fuck Evaline, I'm definingly keeping you; if this is how your throat feels, I cannot begin to imagine what your cunt would do to me”.

Evaline took pride in her new lord loving her body, but the old itch was starting to act up; the inch was to be bred by the fat viral cock that was pushing her throat to its limits; popping off her lords cock she looked him dead in the eyes as her hand continued stroking the cock of her dreams.

“My lord, would you please fuck your new slut, please, as throating this massive monster has set my loins on fire; I need this fat cock in my cunt as soon as possible, or I will go insane”.

Harry decided that he was beyond ready to fuck the MILF, and pushed her onto her back; as he started to kneel down, Evaline presented herself as best she could as her lord started rubbing her cunt with his cock,

“Please don’t tease me, my lord, I need it”.

Harry just smirked and kept teasing the milf as he found it amusing that such a strong woman could be broken so easily.

“tell me what you really want, Evaline, or I might just fuck Daphne’s tight cunt instead”.

Daphne was playing with her pussy watching this go down and enjoying the sight of her mother crumbling in front of her, she already knew that her dad was mediocre at best from what she had overheard from her mother.

“Please, my lord fuck my cunt until I cannot walk or even think; I want to be bred by you, my lord. I want to be filled with your thick cum”.

Harry decided to keep teasing her for a little bit before just shoving his cock right into her cunt as he leaned forward and spoke into Evaline's ear.

“what would you do for me to breed this tight cunt of yours, what would you do for your Lord's blessing”.

The woman was coming undone from the sheer girth of her lord's cunt, her mind was shattering and in its place was a servant to her lord's whims.

“Anything, my lord, I will take over the Greengrass family; I will give you any lady or women I can get my hands on; I desire to be bred by you, my lord, and to have it, I will do anything”.

Harry started honestly fucking the woman like a man possessed, genuinely pushing the woman to the edge of insanity as Harry began to use her just like she wanted.

“FUCK YES, MY LORD, BREED ME, MY LORD”.

Harry was enjoying the slutty milf; Daphne came up behind her lord and started grinding her body against him; Harry could feel her soft tits pressing against his back as her hands wandered around his body feeling, caressing his muscles as she started slowly going down his body to reach his giant nuts.

Harry was losing himself in the moment as he felt Daphne start worshipping his nuts as her mother was screaming like a banshee in heat, this was going to be a lot of fun.

~First Task~

It was the day of the first task. Harry and Hermione were resting in the participant's tent, waiting for his turn; Fleur and Hermione were now flirting blatantly, which Harry encouraged mainly because he wanted a Veela Colony at his side. Fleur was the beginning of that plan, and it helped she was hot and pretty nice once you got to know her.

Ronald had been snickering, and to Harry’s surprise, he and Draco actually started a betting pool at how fast he would die in the first task; Hermione had attempted to rip a body part off him once she found out, but Harry had Luna bet that he wouldn’t die meaning the whole pot would be hers quite soon.

Evaline had been working on getting more ladies on his side and he could tell she was working on Narcissa or Lady Malfoy at this moment, he couldn’t wait to fuck Draco’s mother to rub it in his face.

“Harry Potter, your turn is up”.

Harry tried to get up, but Hermione dragged him back down,

“my lord please promise me that you will come back to me, I don’t know what I would do if you got hurt”.

Her lord smiled at his most faithful follower and future wife holding onto him tightly.

“I promise my love to come back to you in one piece; now go to the medical tent and spend some time with Fleur while I get this over and done with”.

Harry gave her a deep passionate kiss that he hoped would calm her down a little before he moved towards the exit; looking one last time at his love, he walked out into the arena, seeing a rocky field and a really pissed-off mother dragon.

Harry just looked at the dragon, thinking of the best way to get the egg and deciding to show off his physical abilities instead of his magical ones; Harry had learnt that sometimes the muggle way is the best way.

Moving quickly on his feet, Harry started moving from rock to rock, causing the dragon to shift slightly, looking ready to barbeque the wizard who was bouncing around the rocks, getting annoyed at this snack the dragon finally decided to start flaming the boy alive.

Harry watched as the fire started to head right where he was; Hermione had helped him the best they could once they learnt of the dragons and a spell she found in the forbidden section; at first, they didn’t know why until they looked into in-depth, the spell was a protection spell created to help against fire, the issue was it required a lot of power depending on the fire.

So here was Harry, hoping that he had enough magic to sustain it; the fire hit him dead on, and it was holding for now at least, so not taking any chances, Harry started moving again as he felt the heat begin to build up around him.

Pushing himself a little, he started sending magic into his legs to allow for greater speed; he also made a mental note to increase his physical exercise as he began bouncing between the rocks again, which startled the dragon as her dinner started moving again.

Before the dragon knew what was happening, she lost sight of the wizard only to see him blur in front of her again with something in his arms; looking behind herself at her nest, she saw one of her eggs was missing.

Seeing red, the dragon started releasing all of the fire she could muster, knowing that her egg would be safe but the wizard would pay for taking her young; as the fire enveloped the boy again, she hoped that this time he would yield to her fire but instead when she stops she sees nothing no egg or boy, feeling defeated the dragon curls around her remaining eggs refusing to let them out of her sight.

Harry had made it into the medical tent with his shirt burning off him; Hermione immediately soaked her lord in water, stopping the fire while still giving Fleur and herself the view of a half-naked Harry smiling at them with the egg in his arms.

“Thanks for that Hermione, it was getting a bit hot in here”.

The smirk nearly made Hermione send a stinging hex to her lord. Still, she decided to let Madam Pomfrey attack him instead. At the same time, she used a whole range of spells to see what the resident troublemaker had done to himself.

While this was happening, Hermione started whispering to Fleur.

“I told you he was a hunk and that is just his upper body, I know you want him Fleur, his immune to your allure, his polite, kind and powerful beyond compare so just embrace it so why are you resisting”.

Fleur looked torn between checking Harry out and admitting the truth, that she wanted to mount the boy in front of her, but the Veela side of her feared the boy; it could sense the power he had and want he could do to her that most could only dream of, to dominate her very being scared the Veela side while arousing the more human side.

“Hermione, it is not that simple, I wish I could embrace him but it would be wrong to take the lover that had won your heart”.

Hermione could see how disheartened the Veela was, but she was determined to give Harry only the best, and Fleur was a part of that whether she liked it or not.

“how about this, you and I go to the suite and just relax while I talk to you about Harry and the relationship I have with him, and I will tell Harry to have fun in the Gryffindor tower as the twins are probably planning a ridiculous party in his honour for surviving the task”.

Fleur did her best to smile, but she honestly didn’t want to get in the way of what they had, even she could see the devotion and love they shared between them, though the idea of spending some time with the witch that was quickly becoming a close friend was something even she couldn’t resist.

“Fine, I will go with you, but French food only as I'm getting sick of this English food”.

Hermione smiled at the woman before calling Dobby.

“Miss calls Dobby”.

The excitable elf smiled at Hermione, knowing it was rare for her to call any elf.

“Dobby can you please prepare Fleur and me a nice french dinner, in exchange I will see if I can get Harry to bond with you”.

Dobby was jumping for joy before hugging Hermione tightly before popping away; Fleur looked towards Hermione for some sort of explanation which Harry joined in on when he overheard what she said.

“Did my ears deceive or did I just hear Hermione Jean Granger offer an elf a bond after all these S.P.E.W discussions from the summer”.

Hermione was turning red from embarrassment as she tried to muster a retort to her Lord calling her out for doing a 180 after the summer filled with S.P.E.W talk.

“one that name wasn’t confirmed yet, and during the summer, I talked to the house elves in Bones Manor, and they sat me down and told me they needed the bond to live and do magic; I even made the counterargument that they shouldn’t be treated like slaves using Dobby as an example and they told me most families treat them like family, the Malfoy family has a bad reputation within the elven community for being the worst of the worst.

It took talking to them for an hour to convince me that instead of freeing the elves, their welfare should be cared for so that the Malfoys are the exception and not the rule”.

Hermione was a little worried about what her lord would think after making such a 180 turn on opinion. Still, it wasn’t needed as Harry gave her a sweet kiss on the lips before calling Dobby.

“the great and wonderful Lord Potter called for Dobby”.

The elf was happy seeing Harry while the boy was wondering if he could talk Dobby into reducing the size of his title to just Harry.

“I have been advised that Hermione had changed her mind about something, and as such, I would like to bond with you, Dobby, if you would like”.

Dobby jumped up to Harry and hugged him before bouncing back to the ground.

“Dobby would be honoured to bond with the great and powerful master Harry”.

Harry smiled at Dobby and knew the next part would be the hardest.

“I wish to pay you 1 galleon a week and give you 4 weeks off a year. Is this agreeable to you, Dobby”.

This was when Dobby took on a serious look.

“that is too much Master Harry, dobby will only accept a Galleon for a year and one day off”.

Harry smiled at the excitable elf.

“1 galleon a month and 1 week off, and I will have Hermione bond with Winky as well”.

Dobby blushed a little at the mention of Winky before agreeing since this meant he could work closely with an elf he had a little crush on.

“I will agree to your terms Master Harry.”

Dobby quickly popped away and then popped back with a sad and obviously hungover elf who Dobby slowly walked over to Hermione.

“Miss Hermy, this be Winky, an elf that lost her family and wants nothing more than to be a part of a family again, can you please bond with Winky so she can be happy”.

Winky, at this point, understood what was happening and did her best to look cute and desperate, like a little puppy melting Hermione's heart.

“I will agree to bond with you, Winky, but you have to allow me to pay you 1 galleon a month and take 1 week off a year like Dobby agreed to”

Winky nodded weakly as Dobby placed Hermione’s hand on Winky.

“Now, Miss Hermy, I hereby bond Winky to myself and my family”.

Dobby quickly dashed over to Harry and did the same with him; almost instantly, both elves looked healthier and more energetic.

“Now, Dobby, I would like you, when you have time start fixing up Potter Manor and get it ready for a large amount of family and friends”.

This had Dobby excited before he remembered what Hermione had asked of him.

“Miss Hermy asked me to make her dinner. Would it be alright for Dobby to make dinner for her”.

Dobby was torn between wanting to make Hermione happy for making this happen and doing what Harry wanted.

“well, considering Miss Hermy is going to be the future Lady Potter, I hope you will take care of her as well”.

This Had Winky happy as she knew that a large family would be hers to take care of in the future, and it made Dobby happy that he could still help his Miss Hermy.

With both elves popping away, Hermione and Harry thought they had just been used to make two elves happy; Fleur meanwhile was thinking, do either of them do anything by a half measure.

“Come, Champions, it is time for the scores”.

With Bagman dragging them away, Fleur didn’t get time to tease either of them.

~later that night in the Suite~

Dobby had just finished popping in the dinner he had prepared. Fleur was basically drooling while looking at the wonderful french food the elf had made; taking the first spoonful had Fleur in heaven.

“This food is wonderful, Hermione”.

Hermione smiled at the french woman, who seemed to enjoy the food; watching this french body move in her tight clothing had Hermione getting horny.

“so let me tell you about Harry and our relationship, so to be completely honest because I really want to get in your pants”.

That point had Fleur nearly spitting out the wine Dobby had paired with the dinner”.

“I know you can feel Harry’s power, how it seems to just penetrate your very core; its because Harry is likely the most powerful wizard of this century, and I have been gathering only the best witches to pledge themselves to him as soon as I saw you walking in here, I knew we had to have you”>

Hermione had been getting closer and closer to Fleur, and the french women found it hard to push her away; the Suite smelt like sex and, like Harry, had her shivering as Hermione’s hand started caressing her thigh.

“what do you think Fleur, Harry will be doing a lot to change this world and we both want you withering underneath us, pleading for Harry to breed you as I force you to pleasure my wet cunt with the sweet mouth of yours”.

Hermione was planning to take this slow, but being alone with the french women in tight clothes threw away the slow method and decided to go head first into it.

“I don’t know, Hermione; what would happen if I joined you guys? I don’t want to hurt either of you”.

Hermione inched closer to her, so her lips were very close to hers,

“Fleur, I'm offering you the freedom to be a Veela and both Harry’s and mine plaything, I'm bi-sexual and both Harry and I share our lovers, we plan to take over the wizarding world my flower and I'm asking you to join us”.

Hermione pressed her lips softly against Fleur, hoping that she would embrace it. Instead, to her surprise, Fleur pushed them both down and kissed Hermione passionately as her hands wandered across the bookworm's body.

“you don’t know how hard it was to hold back, Hermoine; if you really want to tame a Veela, then I hope you're ready”.

As if to answer the challenge, Hermione started groping the Veela back as she felt the Allure flare encompassing the room in a presence that would send most people insane but was just sending Hermione into heat,

Clothes were thrown around the room as Hermione took Fleur to the bedroom; before the french woman knew what was happening, she was staring up towards Hermione, who was naked and wet; Fleur couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight.

Hermione started kissing Fleur again, but this time she pressed her body against the Veela as her hands caressed her legs and back, making the Veela whimper and moan into the kiss.

“tell me what you want, flower”.

The Veela was still trying not to lose her mind, but she couldn’t help to answer the question honestly.

“I want you, I want Harry, I want to be owned”.

Hermione smirked at the woman before she started kissing down her body, making sure to pay extra to her perky tits before she dived into the french women's tight and wet cunt.

~elsewhere in the castle~

Evaline surely outdid herself; Harry was staring at Narcissa Malfoy naked, tied to the bed; the look in her eyes told Harry that she was aroused but still uncertain; Evaline had immediately taken off his, freeing his cock from its confines, the look of Narcissa’s face was priceless to Harry as the shock it showed almost made him laugh.

“I hope you are pleased, my Lord, she wasn’t easy to trap, but I can assure you that her cunt is nice and tight for you”.

Harry caressed Evaline’s face causing the woman to moan a little at the contact.

“I think my little Eva has earned her reward; our first child seems appropriate, so prepare me for it”.

Eva didn’t hesitate for a second as she took Harry’s rapidly hardening cock into her mouth, within moments she was doing her best to deepthroat Harry’s monster with reckless abandon; the sloppy blowjob was causing Harry to buck a little into her mouth, and the pureblood seemed to be a master of the blowjob, and Harry was getting close to unloading right into her but stopped her which seemed to be the worse he could have done,

In a show of wandless/wordless magic, Harry lifted the woman up and positioned her in doggy style so she was facing Narcissa, Eva at this point was in complete lust mode and didn’t care for a second that she looked like a dog in heat in front of their guest.

“Please, my Lord, breed my cunt in front of this slut”.

Harry really couldn’t think of any reason to deny or delay so without much fanfare, he thrust his cock right into the begging slut making her back arch as a whore grade moan was released by her.

“that's it, my little Eva, moan for your lord”.

If the woman could even think, she might have said something in response. Still, in truth, her mind was just constantly thinking, ‘ohhh fuck yes, it's in my fucking womb, my lord is really going to BRED ME’ what those thoughts caused was her cunt to tighten even more around her lords cock as he started fucking her.

“ohhh fuck yes Eva, your cunt is so fucking tight”.

Harry gave her a nice smack on the ass as he started thrusting with reckless abandon, which only caused Eva to moan even louder; Narcissa, at this point, was getting wet at the lewd sight that was so different to how she was taught sex should be like.

The former Black had front-row seats to the hottest she had ever seen, not that she would admit it, but she hoped that she was next; her husband was a limp dicked idiot that only managed to impregnate her thanks to potions and a medi-witch.

Harry, she could already tell she would have no issues breeding as many witches as he wanted and still have some to spare; from what Eva was moaning out, he was completely dominating the women.

“how are you liking the show Narcissa”.

The blonde looked at the cocky lord smirking at her, but she couldn’t deny what he was saying as he was right; she was enjoying the show and couldn’t wait for her turn, but she had too much pride to admit it, so she just looked away.

Harry chuckled a little as he started to feel his balls churn with a fresh load for his little Eva, the woman in question was completely out of it and, from what Harry could tell, was having a continuous orgasm that had her cunt tight and feeling like it was milking him,

As his end approached, he pumped one last time, pushing right into her womb as he started unloading right into her womb Eva went crossed eyed as a scream was heard as Harry bloated her stomach with his cum, soon the woman went limp, and he placed her onto the bed gently before turning back to Narcissa,

“too bad little Potter, I was thinking of letting you have a little bit of fun, but by the look of it, your little man is all tired out”.

Narcissa was trying to put up a strong front, but she could see that Harry’s cock was only half hard.

“Sorry, Cissy, but I'm not like your pitiful husband, I'm only satisfied after at least 8 rounds, and while I plan to have a bit of fun with Hermione after this little affair, I still have plenty of energy to enjoy this tight body of yours”.

As if to prove a point, Harry smacked his now hard dick between her tits and started playing with her body; Cissy was withering underneath him faster than he expected.

“but I'm not a monster, Cissy, so I will give you a choice; you can pledge yourself to me like Eva has and become one of my women, and I will make you feel pleasure that you could only dream of, or you can leave here and continue being the perfect pureblood wife in a love less marriage as you watch your son and husband ruin their family dragging you down with it”.

With Harry putting her situation like that, the choice became obvious; craning her head, she started kissing the fat cock head that was probably large than her husband's whole length.

“Good choice, my Cissy; now pledge yourself to your new lord so he may enjoy your body as much as you will enjoy his”.

Cissy popped off his cock head, she was already a little cock drunk just from the leftover cum, and she just sucked out.

“I pledge myself, body, mind, soul and magic to Harry Potter”.

With a quick pledge, she went right back to sucking his cock like a whore; Harry caressed her head before releasing her from the bonds that were attaching her to the bed; Harry was surprised when her hands immediately went straight to his ass, giving it a squeeze before pulling him forward pushing more of his cock into her mouth.

The moans coming out of this pureblood were causing him to start to lose control, but what really made him lose control was the look in her eyes; it was like she was begging him to enter her throat, and who was he to deny this request.

Harry pushed his cock further in, and her hands left his ass. She started to play with herself as Harry began to thrust into her throat, which only caused her to moan, sending vibrations into his cock, sending his mind to cloud 9 as his thrusting started speeding up.

Cissy was on the verge of completely breaking as a fantasy she had long since given up on was becoming her reality; Cissy had an oral fixation that her husband never liked mainly because of his ‘if sex wasn’t making an heir, then what's the point', position on sex. Still, at this moment, her lord was truly fucking her throat like he owned it.

This had the effect of making Cissy a complete mess of hormones and desire that had her going to town on her cunt, a part of her wanted her lord fat cock into her pussy. Still, her throat was doing its best to milk him.

“oohhhh fuck Cissy, I hope you're ready for a load”.

While she couldn’t nod or say anything, she did redouble her moans sending the vibrations right up her lord fat cock as she felt it expand a little before she felt the first load that would seal her into her new life.

She tried to swallow all of it, and it helped at this moment that her lord's cock was buried deep into her throat, almost touching her stomach, but her lord had other plans; after a couple of spurts of cum hitting her stomach, Harry had started pulling out, filling her throat on the way out until his cock head was resting on her tongue bathing her mouth in his cum making sure she got a good taste before pulling out and shooting out the rest on her face and tits.

Harry looked down at the blonde and loved the view of it as the woman below did her best to recover; by the time Cissy had recollected herself, she was staring at her lord’s throbbing cock again,

To say she was stunned would have been an understatement, but as she watched her lord drift down before he started moving her legs until her feet were next to her head, her lord whispered right in her ear.

“in the muggle world, they call this the mating press”.

Cissy’s breath hitched as she felt her lord's cock start pushing into her cunt; Cissy would be honest in stating that Lucius was small; her Lord was a god in comparison, and he was about to fuck her in a matting press, the shivers that were dancing across her body were sending her crazy as she felt that fat cock spread her cunt.

“do you feel that Cissy, you are going to be mine”.

She couldn’t deny it, and most of her didn’t even think she could.

“do it, my lord fuck me, ravish me”.

Harry smiled at his new follower before completely thrusting into her, causing the blonde to scream as her first orgasm was smashed into her without warning. However, this didn’t stop Harry from going buck wild using her cunt for his pleasure.

“ohh fuck yes, Cissy, your cunt is so tight; between you and Eva, I cannot decide who is tighter”.

Cissy’s mind was long gone as it was being destroyed repeatedly by her lord's fat cock bashing her womb, causing multiple bolts of pleasure to buffet her repeatedly.

Cissy didn’t know how long her lord lasted. Still, as she lay on the bed filled with enough cum to bloat her stomach, her lord had already left, leaving Eva and herself alone in the room with new orders that were already becoming more important than anything that had become before it.

~inside the suite~

Harry walked into the suite expecting to see Fleur and Hermione on the couch, maybe speaking french or just talking about charms or school work; what he actually found was a lot of clothes scattered around the room,

Moving further into the suite, he started to her moaning; he defiantly knew it belonged to Hermione, so he began to strip as well, hoping for either Hermione to play with herself or Fleur being a good little slut for them.

Walking into the shared bedroom, he saw the best-case scenario, Fleur's ass up headfirst into Hermione’s pussy; Hermione looked Harry in the eyes, telling him to go for it as she played with her tits.

Positioning himself at her entrance, he gave her a little poke making her head shoot up and looking at her ass; Harry gave her ass a little smack.

“Does our Veela want to please her lord and lady, or is she still being naughty”.

Fleur moaned as she felt Harry rubbing his cock against her pussy.

“I pledge myself, my mind, body, spirit and magic to Lord Harry for me to become his dark angel”.

Harry accepted the pledge but also looked to Hermione for context.

“Her deep desire is to rain fire and death on our enemies, our own avenging angel who will give us an army of angels to be used by our lord”

Harry could hear Fleur moaning into Hermione’s pussy.

“is that right, Fleur? You want to be our personal angel of death and give us an army of angels”.

I pushed further into her cunt, causing her moans to increase in volume as she did her best to reply to her lord.

“YESSSS my LORD, OHHH FUCK YOUR HUGE, I will give you all the Veela you can handle, so PLEASE FUCK YOUR ANGEL”.

Harry didn’t have to be told twice as he started fucking the Veela as Hermione pushed Fleur's head back into her cunt.

“don’t forget about me, Flower; your lady wants to enjoy this too.”

Neither Hermione nor Harry really knew how long they were fucking Fleur. Still, by the end of it, the Veela was utterly out of it, covered and filled with her Lord’s cum with her face covered in her Lady’s juices; she could already feel her lord's magic taking her corrupting her very core as she fulfilled her pledge, she was no longer the sweet Fleur that her family wanted no she was her Lords Angel of Death. This dark creature could corrupt Veelas for their lords.

~the next day~

Harry woke up to the feel of two women doing their best to get a morning snack out of his balls, looking down he saw Hermione taking the first couple of inches into her mouth while Fleur was doing her best to worship his nuts; once she noticed harry was awake, she popped his nut out of her mouth.

“good morning, my Lord; once Lady Hermione has pleasured you, I wish to discuss a couple of things with the both of you until then”.

Her head went back to Harry’s balls, worshipping them as best as she could, combined with Hermione’s deep throating had caused him to cum pretty hard into her mouth.

“damn, that was good; now Fleur said something about talking”.

Hermione quickly kissed Fleur swapping cum between the two of them before taking her hand and bringing her along with their lord as they followed him out; taking a seat, Hermione placed Fleur dead centre.

“tell us what you wish to tell us, my angel.”

Fleur transformed in front of us into what Hermione would have called her harpy form, but it didn’t stop there; soon, her white wings turned black with blood-red tips to her feather.

“for your desires of revenge and justice, I have ascended to the form of the angel of death; this is a rare occurrence in Veela when we pledge ourselves to a lord, to a Dark Lord, to be more exact, in this form I'm a weapon for you, more powerful and I'm able to influence lessor Veela to join your side, my Lord”.

Harry got up from his seat; he could tell Fleur was nervous about this new side of her being accepted, but all Harry did was pull her towards him, kissing her hard on the lips, making Fleur moan as she felt her lords hands caress and play with her body, sadly her lord broke the kiss making Fleur whimper a little.

“I think our Angel of Death needs a reward for being such a good little slave, don’t you agree, my Lady”.

Fleur could basically hear her Lady purr at the end of pleasuring their little Angel,

“ohh, I definingly agree, my Lord; it’s a good thing it’s the holidays; we could make our little Angel spend all day screaming our praises as we double team that tight bubble but of hers”.

Hermione was already playing with Fleur's body as their Lord started kissing her neck and getting rid of what little clothing she had.

~Yule Ball~

It was probably the easiest decision Harry had to make since this tri-wizard bullshit started, who to take to the Yule Ball; within seconds of finding out about it, Hermione had already said yes; Harry had organized for Fleur to take Luna, the last part had McGonagall a little scandalized as she watched Luna and Fleur holding hands like a couple.

Luna wore a lite rainbow dress with radish earrings; in contrast, Fleur wore a lite blue dress that hugged her curves, distracting Cedric and Krum. Still, since becoming the Angel of death, Fleur was no longer caring about what the simple-minded did or thought; she had already captured and converted the other Veela that came with her school using her powers for the first time in that manner.

Harry was waiting for Hermione after she kicked him out as Pansy and Daphne arrived to help her to get ready; luckily for Harry, Fleur and Luna dragged him to Fleur's room to help them get ready, which really meant that both were walking with a bit of a limp but had smiles plastered on their faces.

Harry heard someone descending the stair and saw Daphne and Pansy giggling as they approached their Lord; with a raised eyebrow, he watched them blush a little.

“my Lord, I hope you love the surprise our Lady has organized”.

Daphne quickly kissed her lord before running away in her tight dark green dress while quickly kissing him. Before joining Daphne, Harry checked out her more traditional-looking dress that did its best to hide her figure.

Hearing another person walking down the stairs, he looked up and saw Hermione starting to descend the stairs, and Harry could feel his heart beat faster; her dress was a periwinkle blue that hugged her curves, showing off her developing body, but Harry could tell that a lot of work went into her hair, It was no longer the fuzzy untameable bush that Harry found cute, but instead it was done up in a gorgeous bun with some hair carefully out of place that made her look jaw-droppingly beautiful.

“My Lord, I suggest you pick up your jaw so we can proceed with the ball.”.

Harry finally managed to gather himself and held Hermione by her hip drawing her close before whispering in her ear.

“it's not my fault that you look drop-dead gorgeous, making it hard to care about this ball and instead taking you upstairs”.

Hermione giggled a little before giving him a lite slap.

“enough, you beast; we have to play nice, so we can get our fun later, or are you just worried that someone will try to take me away from you”.

Harry gave Hermione’s ass a semi-harsh squeeze making the woman moan a little at the show of possessiveness she loved getting from her Lord.

“your mine Hermione and no one will change that”.

Hermione felt weak in the knees as Harry started moving her towards the other champions; Fleur and Luna were watching them, a little jealous but happy that their Lord and Lady were having a good time.

McGonagall was looking at them like she wanted to give them at least a month of detentions, if not more, but once she got over the show of affection, she was happy seeing them together; she just hoped that neither of them broke each other's hearts,

“if you wouldn’t mind joining us, Miss Granger and Mr Potter, we may begin”.

The two teens quickly moved in behind Cedric and Cho.

“Now we are going to enter one at a time in order of school names in alphabetical order; when you are announced, it will be done with school and name in that order; if you wish for anything to be altered in your announcement, then tell me now”.

The three champions said nothing, but soon Harry raised his hand.

“Professor, if possible, please note that Hermione is engaged to me”.

This had everyone but Fleur and Luna shocked; McGonagall nearly fainted when Hermione allowed her ring to be visible; it took the professor a little bit to compose herself before nodding and going to update the announcements, which Harry could swear he heard Jordon scream, ‘WHAT’ before being hushed by McGonagall.

The large doors opened, and the announcements began.

“the first to enter Durmstrang champion Victor Krum and Isabella Toussaint from Beauxbatons”.

The Bulgarian walked like he had a stick up his ass as his date smiled and waved at her friends.

“The next to enter is the Champion of Beauxbatons, Fleur Delacour, and her date Luna Lovegood from Hogwarts.”

The two women smiled as they walked into the hall, with most of Hogwarts whispering quite loudly at what was going on; Luna just smiled dreamily at everyone as Fleur escorted her to the champion table.

“the next to enter is the Champion of Hogwarts, Cedric Diggory and his date Cho Chang from Hogwarts”.

Hufflepuffs clapped loudly as the champion entered, making the Hufflepuff smile as his date nestled into him.

“And now, last but not least, representing himself Lord Harry James Potter and his Fiance Hermione Jean Granger of Hogwarts”.

Harry could see Jordon get in trouble with McGonagall from the Quidditch-style announcement, but Hermione was too busy having people gawking at her, and the ring that most of the female students were desperately trying to see, the smirk on her face made Harry happy if not chuckle a little,

When they finally made it to the champion table, Harry took Hermione’s seat out and pushed it in for her, which he could tell had the women paying attention to melt a little; maybe if he found them worth his time maybe, he would take them, but they will always be behind Hermione which some might not like.

~During the night~

The night was fun but had some points of annoyance, like when Ronald decided to confront Hermione for her engagement when Harry went to get her a drink, the slap she gave him could be heard over the music; in Harry’s mind, the boy was just lucky that Hermione didn’t use her wand.

It took a while for Harry to calm her down with the words ‘what happened to our friend’ being heard from his chest. Still, after a while, they were dancing again until they swapped partners, with Hermione dancing with her little Moon. In contrast, Harry danced with Fleur; at this point, Harry gave his Angel her first job besides converting Veela.

“Fleur, I want to get rid of Ronald Weasley; I don’t care how; you can use him as a prop to make more Veela join us for all I care, but no one makes my Hermione cry”.

Fleur kept smiling at her Lord, pretending she wasn’t already planning something horrible for the boy.

“it will be done, my Lord but for now, lest us make Lady Hermione happy as possible”.

Fleur gestured with her head and made Harry look over to Luna and Hermione having a wild dance that had both in stitches.

After a couple of dances, Hermione and Harry sit at the Champion table relaxing.

“you asked Fleur to kill Ronald, didn’t you”.

This had Harry stop mid-thought and look towards Hermione; seeing no anger in her eyes, all he could see was bitterness and sadness as he nodded in confirmation.

“Good, I'm over giving that boy a second chance; he basically accused me of sleeping my way to marriage and money and that I'm no better than a whore”.

Hermione was watching her Lord's reaction and saw pure anger.

“do you want to watch when Fleur does it”?

This brought a small smile to Hermione’s face before she nodded back.

“I think I might suggest how she should approach it, but for now, let's rest and talk about something more fun”.

While her Lord and Lady rested, Fleur told Luna about her orders. Surprisingly the little blonde just smiled before they started talking in weird code about how they wanted to approach it; if anyone could understand them, they would have been horrified by the ideas talked about between the two.

During the night, Harry kept an eye on Ronald, who was sulking in the back of the ball, annoying Padma; Harry moved the twins up his list to take to make up to Padma for the crappy date that his former friend had given her.

By the night's end, Harry was surprised that Dumbledore hadn’t tried to talk him out of the engagement. Still, as they finished the last dance of the night, the old man decided to approach the pair as many of the students had left for the night, including Fleur and Luna, who Harry suspected was going to have a bit of late-night fun.

“ahh, Harry, my boy, I'm glad I could catch up to you before you left; I wanted to talk to you and Miss Granger about this engagement business; when was this decided”.

Hermione could tell her lord was trying to keep civil.

“Headmaster Dumbledore, I didn’t know it was within the preview of the headmaster to question a lord's engagement”.

Harry could see that Dumbledore was taken aback by the response but continued pushing his plan.

“not usually, but you're in a special situation, Harry. I will ask you again when this engagement happened as this is quite unusual”.

Harry squared off a little, looking right at the Headmaster.

“Not that it is any of your business Headmaster, but over the summer, Hermione spent a lot of time together studying and getting to one another, and before I knew it, I started falling in love with the woman and then after a really awkward confession later we were dating, it didn’t take myself long to realize that I wanted to marry the women and luckily she agreed as well”.

Harry held Hermione close to sell the story, giving her a soft kiss at the end; Dumbledore did not like this.

“While that is a lovely story Harry, since you are both underage as your magical guardian, I cannot allow this engagement to continue; you both are too young to take this type of step; I hope you understand”.

Hermione looked between her lord and Dumbledore and trembled as Harry sent his magic out in defiance to Dumbledore, who seemed to be sending his own to insert dominance.

“Headmaster, you are not my magical guardian anymore; it's amazing what you can learn about the wizarding world from the goblins if you are polite, I would like to state I never gave you permission to call me by my first name, so you may address me as Mr Potter or Lord Potter as is my title”.

Harry showed his Lordship ring, which made Dumbledore's eyes go wide.

“When did this happen, Mr Potter”.

You could tell he really didn’t like calling him Mr Potter, which had Hermione giggle a little.

“When the brightest witch of our age decides to read all of wizarding history instead of just the goblin rebellions, I would have never found out that the Potter family had a vibrant history involving many aspects of the magical world”.

Hermione could see the Headmaster go red because Harry knew more than he did before.

“Headmaster, with all due respect, I will not cancel my engagement to this wonderful woman. However, suppose you wish to involve yourself with the business of House Potter. In that case, you will find that House Potter is not unwilling to make its displeasure known.”.

This saw Dumbledore step back as Harry allowed his magic to flare violently towards the Headmaster. To Hermione, this was probably the hottest thing she ever saw, her lord facing what is considered the most powerful wizard in Britain and winning like it was nothing.

“let's go, Hermione, it’s the end of the night, and I think the conversation has concluded”.

Harry took his date in his arms, holding Hermione away from the stunned professor while slipping his hand onto her hip.

~the second task~

Harry and Fleur were pissed off at this moment; Hermione was at the bottom of black lake along with Fleur's sister, both wanting blood, while the pompous announcer just kept rattling on about some tournament bullshit.

Harry was thinking of screaming at the man to let us start when he finally heard the startling boom. Within moments Harry and Fleur had the bubble head charm on with Gillyweed as a backup and were in the water helping to get each other to their loved ones.

Fleur and Harry were making record time towards the mer-village, taking care of a swarm of Grindylows with no difficulty; soon, they saw the beginnings of the mer-village and started really pushing themselves to the centre of the village.

They were expecting a guard or someone keeping them in check, but the village looked deserted until they saw what was happening; Hermione had woken up and struggled to breathe as her lungs started filling up with water.

The merpeople were rushing to let her lose; seeing this, Harry basically apparated to her side and shoved Gillyweed into her mouth, and soon it was taking effect. Hermione was calming down now that she could breathe easily.

Soon Harry tried freeing her, but the cutting curse deflected, nearly hitting him on the rebound; now he was getting pissed; someone not only allowed her to be awakened underwater but had reinforced her rope keeping her down here; someone wanted her to die so now they will die once she is safe.

Grabbing hold of Hermione, Harry drew on his magic, thinking of the shoreline and pushed his magic; when he opened his eyes, they were on the shore, still in each other's arms; the rope was around her legs with a rock on the other end of it.

The two kissed as if they were just happy that they were safe until Dumbledore appeared.

“Mr Potter, I'm happy to state you are the first to arrive back though you seem to have brought a little bit of the village with you”.

Harry could see he wasn’t expecting Hermione to be rescued, so he ignored the old man and looked towards the stands and found Amelia Bones, a quick message Patronus later and Amelia doing her best to not looked rushed as her Lord had called upon her. Still, the look on his face told her this wasn’t for pleasure.

“Madam Bones, I would like to report a crime; when I made it to the mer-village, Hermione was awake and in a panic as the spell that was meant to keep her asleep and alive failed, and when I went to cut the rope, no spell was able to force it to release, hell a cutting curse I used nearly hit me when it bounced back”.

Amelia was shocked by this and turned to look directly at Dumbledore, who shrank into himself a little under the eyes of the most feared women in the ministry.

“Headmaster Dumbledore, do you have anything to say against the accusations of attempted murder of the fiancé of the Lord of House Potter”.

Dumbledore sputtered a little before trying to compose himself as Fleur, and her sister made it to the shoreline.

“Mr Potter knew the risks in joining the Tournament, and as such, no crime has occurred”.

Amelia looked at Dumbledore like he was an idiot before looking to her Lord as if asking him to counter the old man's argument, which Harry was happy to argue.

“I know you might be becoming a senile old man, but I never wanted to be a part of this goddamn Tournament. So how does that justify Hermione, my fiancé, being placed underwater because I doubt she volunteered”.

Hermione, who was being hugged by Fleur’s sister Gabrielle as the French champion, also held her. Hermione spoke up.

“last night, I was called into McGonagall's office, and everything went black until I woke up underwater, which then proceeded with the merpeople scrambling to undo the rope until Harry came and rescued me”.

Dumbledore seemed to know he was in trouble, but what really drove it home was the magic-suppressing handcuffs that Amelia had in her hands; you could tell that Dumbledore was either planning to run or just give up; Harry suspected the latter because he wasn’t that stupid, maybe just senile.

“Albus Dumbledore, you are under arrest for child endangerment, and further charges may be added once the investigation has started”.

Harry decided to kick the man when he was already down just out of spite.

“Madam Bones, I would like to also mention that in my second year, I had to fight a basilisk that was petrifying students, and in my first year, I had to fight Voldemort, who possessed a professor because the headmaster decided to hide an artefact that the dark lord wanted”.

This annoyed Dumbledore, as he tried to kill Harry with his stare allow, but worse, a crowd had gathered; parents and students alike were staring daggers at the old man as they found out what the old man had done.

“Headmaster, you're in a whole lot of trouble now; Aurors, take this man to a holding cell, make sure he doesn’t have extra wands or portkeys and no one, and I repeat, no one is allowed near his cell,”.

Soon Dumbledore was being dragged away as Harry smirked; this was way too easy.

“Lord Potter, I will request that you come to the DMLE once you have recovered. I will need your side of the events you have mentioned, and if Miss Granger could join, that would make it easier for the investigation”.

Both teens nodded before watching their slave walking away; Dumbledore was screwed in more ways than one, and Professor McGonagall approached the group.

“Now that the position has been passed on to me as headmistress of Hogwarts, I will allow you to leave for the interview when you are ready, but I would like to talk to both of you when possible”.

The teens again nodded to the professor, now Headmistress; soon, they were just resting on the shore, waiting for the others to arrive. To Harry’s surprise, Gabrielle was using this time to cuddle up on Harry’s lap, and soon the little french girl whispered in his ear.

“did you know that because I'm a Veela, I'm ready to give myself to you like my sister has? I'm the same age as Luna, so when are you ready”?

To finish this off, she wiggled her surprisingly shapely ass into his crotch, looking towards Hermione and Fleur had the two women giggling at their Lord, seeing this Harry decided to lean in a little and wrapped his arms around the French girl and press his body onto hers which had the desired effect on the little girl, a bright blush and a hitch in her breathing.

~later that night~

Harry found himself in an old classroom that Hermione quickly fixed up, but the large bed was only a part of what he was paying attention to; the naked Hermione, Fleur, Gabrielle, and Apolline were what really had his blood being redirected; Fleur was smiling at her Lord, if he could stratify three Veela and a witch then he would indeed be considered a god amongst men in her eyes.

“Now, Harry, my daughter has told me that you are quite powerful; I would like to experience this power before I hand over my youngest to such a young boy”.

Apolline hoped that he was distracted enough by the sight of four naked women that she could prove that her lord was a hormonal boy playing lord, but as she blasted the boy with her mature Allure, something more potent than Fleurs that makes even the strongest of men drool.

She blasted him with enough Allure to stop an older man, but it didn’t stop Harry, made him pause yes but not stop; soon, he had his shirt off, Apolline blasted him again, this time with enough to stop 10 men dead in their tracks but all Harry did was take off his belt and pants.

This was when Apolline first saw Harry’s manhood; she couldn’t believe he could have something so big; it was throbbing hard against his thigh, and she was already imagining what it would feel like fucking her throat or stretching her cunt as she begged for more.

She was broken out of these thoughts when she saw Harry moving towards her; she needed to put her foot down; she could already feel her mind slip a little as she watched his fat cock bouncing in its containment.

Apolline quickly stood up from the bed, doing her best to be posed before going for broke; she was going to unleash everything she had, which in theory, could incapacitate a small army of horny men but would leave her weak afterwards. Still, she knew this would prove that he was nothing but a little boy.

“I will show the truth that you are nothing but a little boy masquerading as a Lord”.

She released everything she had, throwing everything at the man, which to the testament of her strength, did have Harry stagger a little before he finally reached the french milf, who was in disbelief at the man in front of her; Harry gently pushed her to her knees, she was now face to face with a fat cock.

“I think you owe your Lord an apology; if you manage to deep throat and pleasure me enough, I might forgive you; now take off my underwear and get to work”.

Apolline actually felt scared, like this was the first time she did anything with a man, but as Harry’s musk started affecting her, she couldn’t help but want more; slowly, she took off his underwear, revealing in a slow tease, the thick throbbing shaft out of its containment, Apolline was so focused on checking out every detail of this godly cock that she didn’t think to move when it sprang up then slap down right on her face.

Apolline went cross-eyed for a second as a fat throbbing cock that seemed to take over her very will to live was slapped right onto her face; usually, the french women would castrate any man that would even think of doing it, but with Harry, she just started breathing deeply.

She wanted Harry’s musk imprinted into her very soul. Still, soon she looked up at Harry and saw that the man wanted more. She couldn’t get the thought out that he deserved more Veela at his beck and call, more wealth and power, but now, she needed to devout herself more.

She started licking his shaft first, letting her taste buds ignite as his musk and sweat combination tasted like pure heaven that she could barely comprehend. Still, by this point, she didn’t care as she started worshipping the fat cock as best she could before kissing his tip as she prepared herself to take this massive member.

Looking up at Harry’s eyes, she saw desire, but what really got her going was the raw power behind those vibrant green eyes, he was becoming her addiction, and he hadn’t even fucked her yet.

Steeling herself for the task ahead, Apolline started taking the monster into her mouth; the taste was still intoxicating as more and more of the shaft passed over her tongue, and the tip was at the entrance of her throat.

She hesitated a little before deciding that she wanted the reward; she wanted the man in front of her to own her; she started pushing his cock down her throat, feeling it stretches her in ways she had never felt before as inch after inch exploded beyond what she was used too,

Harry was smiling at the milf doing her best to pleasure her new Lord; sure, she hadn’t pledged yet, but Harry could tell just by the look in her eyes; looking towards the bed, he saw Fleur and Hermione had already started.

Gabrielle was openly playing with herself as she watched her mother pleasure a man right in front of her, Harry could read the girl like an open book, and there was no anger or disdain but lust and jealousy; his girl wanted to take her mothers place she wanted to be Harry’s slut.

“Gabie, come here; I want a pretty thing like yourself to kiss and play with”.

Gabie didn’t need to be told twice; she was quickly beside him, kissing him like a woman possessed; Harry wasn’t being idle as his hands started playing with her body; she was a less curvy version of Fleur and was purring like a kitten just from the kiss.

Breaking the kiss was the most challenging thing Gabie had ever done, but even Veela needed to breathe; Harry looked deep into her eyes before talking to her.

“I want you to help your mother take my cock; the more brutal and pleasurable it is for me, I might be inclined to make you my little pet Veela, collared, being by my side for the rest of your life”.

Gabie looked star-struck before she kneeled beside her mother; she wasn’t being gentle as she grabbed a handful of her mother's hair and pushed her towards Harry’s crotch; Apolline was taken by surprise as she was in her own little world doing her best to pleasure Harry, so when her own daughter grabbed her hair and started using her throat as a sex toy for Harry’s pleasure.

Harry was watching this from above, and he couldn’t help but enjoy the tight throat of Apolline with the brutal pace that Gabie was giving him; he will definingly keep Gabe as a pet, and Apolline will be pretty useful as an agent within the Veela Colony, Fleur was going to be good at it, but Apolline will be perfect.

“I’m cumming”.

Harry cried out as Gabie pushed her mother right to the root of his cock, making sure every bit of cum was filling her stomach; Gabie could see her lord was nearly finished; see she basically threw her mother to the side as Gabie started giving Harry a handjob while sucking on his cock head, so the rest of his cum went into her mouth making the girl cum a little as the flavours overwhelmed her.

“you're a good girl Gabie, now pledge yourself to me and be my little pet Veela”.

Gabie was happy to make such a pledge; if his cum could make her feel like this, she couldn’t even think of what it would do to her during sex.

“I, Gabrielle Delacour, pledge myself mind, body, soul and magic to Dark Lord Harry Potter”.

Harry smiled at his little pet with the pledge done before making her stand.

“How would you like your Lord to enjoy his new pet”.

Gabie smiled at her Lord before bringing him into a deep kiss that had the two of them groping each other before she broke the kiss,

“My Lord should use his pet kitty and mount her hard.”

Harry couldn’t imagine how someone this young could be so kinky. Still, he also had Luna, probably the kinkiest of all his followers.

“Then present your naughty kitten; I feel like being a bit on your tight little cunt”.

Gabie bent over to the bed, so her chest rested on the bed, and her ass was at the height for her lord to dominate her tight ass like she wanted.

“do it, my Lord fuck your kitten, take her virginity and breed her”.

This had Harry’s blood boiling with lust as he lined up with her wet pussy. Apolline was finally regaining her brain cells enough to watch this happen; Harry smiled at the monarch of the Delacour family before thrusting into her youngest daughter.

Gabie screamed in both pain and pleasure as her lord slammed into her body, taking her virginity and hitting her cervix all at the same time; Gabie couldn’t decide if she was in heaven or being teased by her Lord, but in truth, he was letting her get used to it.

Once he saw she was calm and her body started to relax a little, he began to pull out, which drew a long moan from his new kitten until he had only the tip in; he could feel Gabie shake underneath, the lovely side of him was a little worried he hurt her but when Gabie turned back to him.

“Please, my Lord, no more teasing; use your kitty for your pleasure”.

That stopped Harry’s doubt, so he released the inner beast and started fucking the girl with wild abandon having Gabie meet his thrust as her moans turned to screams of pleasure.

Apolline was watching this, and she couldn’t help but let her hand drift down to her soaking wet cunt, she had seen many men fuck, and been part of many orgies, especially when her husband died a couple of years ago, but this was probably the hottest thing she had ever seen.

To her Veela side, she saw an alpha fucking another Veela into servitude; she needed this alpha in her cunt right away. Still, she could also see that this was a man that could quickly unite the Veela colonies under his banner. It would definingly be an orgy for the history books.

“Apolline, have you decided to yield to this little boy”.

She could feel his power, and looking into his eyes, she could see herself being lost in them; even as he fucked her youngest daughter, it was like he was even breaking a sweat.

“I'm sorry, my Lord, I was misguided, and I wish to atone for my actions however you see fit”.

Apolline, known as the strongest, stubborn council member of the french Veela colony, was now bowing to a young man with her head to the ground.

“pledge yourself to me; give me control of the Delacour family and the Veela colony in France”.

Apolline actually looked happy; she was already willing to give that all to him and so much more.

“I, Apolline Delacour, hereby pledge my soul, magic, body and mind to Dark Lord Harry Potter until the end of time, and I hereby pass the Lordship of the Delacour family to Lord Harry.”.

With a flash of light, a new ring appeared on Harry’s hand; it had a Sapphire blue D with Veela-style diamond wings.

“I, Harry Potter-Delacour, hereby name Apolline Delacour as future lady Delacour”.

While Apolline lost the regent ring, she gained an engagement ring that had her heart beating fast as she got up and kissed her lord deep and passionately; as the man still fucked little Veela, Apolline started playing with her lord's balls to help him finish on the now exhausted Veela, who could barely moan yet alone meet the thrusts.

Soon Harry finished in Gabie and already had Apolline in missionary, basically begging for him to use her.

~the next day~

Apolline and Gabie were getting ready to go when their lord came to their room,

“my lord”

Gabie quickly tackled her lord in a hug that could crush a boulder; harry just smiled back and returned the hug.

“hello there, Gabie; I need to talk to Apolline for a second. Would you mind guarding the door for me”.

The little blonde nodded and ran out of the room; Apolline smiled a little watching the weird balance of her lord's dominance and his loving side; Harry came up and gave her a quick kiss.

“I wanted to talk to you about something I need you to do for me while you're still in the country, Amelia Bones questioned Dumbledore last night, and it turns out the big bad I have to deal with created Horcruxes”.

Apolline hissed at the mention of Horcruxes.

“ahh, I see you know what they are”.

“yes, we Veela are well versed in the dark arts because of the monster that created us; he had Horcruxes scattered across the continent; once we were free, we had to destroy those terrible things so we may be free of that thing”.

Harry nodded, and Apolline, he was starting to think he really should read up on the history of the Veela,

“I want you to gather these Horcruxes for me; a surly elf of the black family has already given me one after a couple of minutes of torture once I found out he served as a follower of the dark lord”.

Harry passed Apolline a lead box that had her a little hesitant to touch until she remembered that it was her lord giving her a mission.

“I will do my best, my Lord; I will visit the British Veela tomorrow to get them to help; I might need your help to secure their allegiance to the cause”.

Harry nodded to the french woman before giving her another kiss.

“I plan to visit the DMLE tomorrow, so if you need my help, just contact me. Since Amelia is one of my followers, I can leave and help without Hogwarts knowing anything.”

This had the Apolline smiling before Harry started to leave; opening the door, he gave Gabie a quick kiss before leaving the two women alone; Apolline had a mission from her lord, and she refused to fail.

~the next day~

“Come in”.

Hermione and Harry entered the Headmistress’s office; it seemed the new Headmistress didn’t hold back with redecorating the office as soon as the old man left.

“thank you for seeing me before you left to talk to Madam Bones; I wanted to be frank with the two of you.

I know you are actively recruiting students and parents to your cause”.

Hermione looked shocked, but Harry was getting ready to duel if he had to.

“I want you both to know that you have my full support; within the months you have been recruiting, relationships between houses have improved tenfold, and the old fart cannot stop the staff from doing our jobs, Harry I also wanted to apologize to you personally for the part I played in sending you to those monsters”.

Now it was time for Harry to be shocked; no adult had ever apologized for anything to him; he felt Hermione take his hand, giving it a quick squeeze.

“thank you, Headmistress; I'm sad to say you are the first person to ever apologize for that monster house of a living situation, but honestly, aren’t you worried about having a dark lord actively recruiting in your school”.

McGonagall just smirked,

“ohh, I know what you are, Harry, and so far, I have yet to see a downside to what you are doing, hell if I was 50 years younger, I might try to convince you to let me join your crusade to destroy wizarding Britain but instead I plan to just you both do what you need just keep to the shadows for now.”

While stunned, the teens smiled and nodded at the Headmistress as they went to the floo heading to the DMLE.

Walking into Amelia’s office had before teens wide-eyed as Tonks and Amelia were naked, presenting themselves to them.

“good morning, my lord; before you worry, I have told the office that no one is to disturb the office, and us is locked, sound-proofed and has every privacy charm we could think of”.

Amelia strutted towards them before kissing her Lord with as much passion as she could muster; Tonks was already kissing Hermione while her body started stripping the young woman.

“I missed you so much, my Lord and Lady; please use your pet metamorphmagus as you wish”>

To show off her body, Tonks had her body expand to bimbo sizes that had Hermione licking her lips; Hermione was only just admitting to herself that she was attracted to overly feminine bodies that looked soft and inviting; Hermione started giving the slut in front of her nibbles and bites as her hands caressed her body, her fingers with sinking into her fat cow tits and phat ass.

Harry, meanwhile, was already naked, getting a blowjob/titjob combo from Amelia. Still, his libido was improving, so he pushed Amelia to the ground before getting her into a mating press.

“it's been too long, my slut”.

Amelia didn’t argue at being his slut because that fat cock he was pushing into her made her moan before she could even think of a retort; her lord was thrusting right into her cunt; Amelia could feel her lord using her again; she missed this so much.

“OHHHH GOD YESSSSS MY LORRDDDD”.

Harry enjoyed his loving milf; he didn’t want to play favourites. Still, he did enjoy Amelia's soft body with a tight cunt.

“That's right, my little cunt, you have been such a good girl lately; tell me what you want as a reward, and your lord will give it to you”.

If Amelia was in her right mind, she would have just asked for something like crushing her enemies for her. Still, a desire has grown since her lord took her for the first time.

“please breed me, my lord; I want to start now, please, my lord BREEED MEEE.”

Harry smiled as he saw the strongest woman in the ministry fall to desire to be bred by her lord; Harry leant down to her ear.

“wish granted, my little slut”.

This only caused Amelia to moan louder as her lord's thrusts started getting rougher; she could tell that her lord wanted to truly breed her; part of her was hoping for twins, but just holding one of her lord's children would be worth handing over the DMLE.

Tonks was pinned down by Hermione, who was going to town on the shapeshifter, making the Aurors hair change rapidly as her mind was blasted away with pleasure. She didn’t know Hermione was preparing her to be bred just like her boss.

Hermione was only half paying attention to what Harry was doing. Still, hearing Amelia scream told her that it would be Tonk's turn soon.

~30 minutes later~

Harry walked out of the office towards the holding cells with Hermione holding his arm; the poor bookworm was a little overwhelmed by the pounding that her lord had given her after sending Tonks and Amelia into a breeding frenzy before fucking her for fun.

Amelia had another of Harry’s followers take him to the holding cell to see Dumbledore, the old man almost like a shell of his former self; gone were the eye-watering robes and in its place were the standard black and white prisoner clothes.

“Hello, you old goat, how's prison life treating you”.

The old man looked at the smirking boy, who at one point was the perfect pawn until it all fell apart.

“Harry, my boy, what do I owe this visit? Are you here to drop the charges and tell them it was a big misunderstanding”.

Dumbledore did his best to seem like a harmless grandfather figure but just wanted to escape this dingy cell.

“not at all, Albus; in fact, both Hermione and I just gave official statements about the last decade of my life; that’s right, they know precisely what torment I went through after you dropped me off in the middle fucking winter at night.

I would expect you to have some roommates soon, as abusing an underage child is considered evil; I know you wouldn’t understand. Still, I thought you might want to know just in case you gain a position that requires you to protect children”.

Albus was unhappy; if he did tell anyone, he would be screwed, but the boy and that harlot he loved were just walking away. His only thought was, how dare they just walk off without his permission.

“Harry, come back here NOW”.

He had to shout just because of the distance they were at, but they never stopped walking, leaving him in the cell looking like a madman shouting to the wind.

As Harry returned to Amelia’s office, most of the women were eying him up like he was the last chocolate at the store, but they had to wait during their mini orgy; he received a patronus from Apolline to meet him at the only Veela colony in England at the Isles of Scilly.

As they entered the office, they saw a cum bloated Amelia and Tonks resting on the ground, rubbing their bellies; Harry could see the happiness in their eyes as they imagined the baby in their bellies.

“Amelia, would you mind lending us an auror to apparate us to the Isles of Scilly since we cannot legally do it ourselves”.

You could see the annoyance in Hermione’s eyes; Harry and she learnt how to apperate within a week during the summer using Bones Manor as the testing ground. Still, legally they couldn’t get a licence yet.

Amelia just smiled at the frustrated lady before quickly filling out two forms,

“here you go, my lord and lady, these temporary licences will last 24 hours”.

Harry gave the woman a deep kiss as he grabbed her ass.

“good girl”

The cute moan she released tempted Harry into staying a little longer. Still, soon Hermione had him in the floo off to Plymouth, which was the closest the floo network could get them officially; once they arrived, they appeared to the two of them to the island of St Mary’s to Hugh's town.

The duo quickly met Apolline at a local cafe; you could tell the french woman did not like the local wine. She slowly sipped her case with french elegance while shuddering a little as the wine hit her taste buds.

“Good morning, Apolline”.

The Veela visibly brightened when she saw her lord and lady approach the table to join her for morning tea.

“morning, my lord and lady; I have ordered some morning tea before we go to my cousin's place.”

Harry understood that they were on the muggle side of the world, so cousin really meant Veela colony.

“Isn’t it a little early for wine, Apolline”?

Harry’s smirk sent shivers down Apolline's spine; she couldn’t wait until he dominated the Veela colony; it would be so hot.

“While yes, it is a bit early, I wanted to try what you English call wine”.

They could see that the french women did not enjoy said wine.

~30 minutes later~

After a lovely morning tea and a ferry to St Agnes, they within the Veela Colony that encompassed the whole island, the first thing that Harry noticed was the amount of blonde model-like women walking around the island, the tourists that were on the ferry with them didn’t seem to notice.

“Don’t worry, young man, there's a spell over this island that makes muggles not notice the odd magical things that happen while they are here”.

A stunning blonde woman walked toward the trio; she had legs for days and a pair of perky D cups that bounced a little with each step.

“Hello, Cousin Anna; how have you been”.

The two blondes gave each other a lite hug,

“not bad, my little cousin, taking care of this wonderful island, now what do you want? You know this island is a sanctuary and will not be brought into any conflict that your colony seems to attract”>

You could feel the undercurrent of mistrust between the two Veela; most likely, they were waiting for one of them to fight the other.

“I’m here to request a meeting with the colony so my Lord can take to all of them”.

Anna’s eyes went wide open as she started looking from Harry to her cousin, repeatedly trying to make sense of what she was just told; Harry took this moment to approach the woman, letting his magic flow over her; Harry could see her eyes haze over as her knees started shaking.

“organize the meeting now, you blonde slut; I mean a little magic, and I can see you already on your knees worshipping me, so be a good girl and call this meeting”.

Apolline was smirking at seeing how fast her older cousin fell to her Lord; soon, she watched her run off to set up the meeting.

The trio smirked as they took their time catching up to the desperate Veela. Then, they slowly watched the other Veela start walking with them; each seemed attracted to Harry’s magic, finally making it to the meeting hall.

The blondes gathered around. Harry took to their seats; as Harry made it to the centre of the stage with all eyes on him, Apolline approached and kneeled in front of him before standing by his side near Hermione.

“I have requested this meeting in to hope of convincing all of you to join my side as we defeat a dark lord and fight for equality throughout magical Britain; I will not claim to be a leader of the light, for I'm a dark lord in both method and mentality,

As a child, I have been beaten and abused; when I entered school, I defended my fellow students against basilisks, dementors and the dark, not Lord Voldemort,

The society we are a part of is corrupt and bigoted, to say the least; just look at this beautiful island; you must hide in the muggle world to live; I want a world where all of you will be free to roam without hatred.

Join me and embrace the darkness within and the freedom it will provide”.

As Harry finished his speech, you could hear the murmurs and whispered conversations that spread throughout the meeting; Harry thought it was time to show them what happened to the first Veela that joined his side, so he summoned his Angel of death.

Fleur, being prepared for this summoning, made sure to come in to make an impression, appearing in a swirl of dark magic and appearing in front of the colony as Harry’s Angel of Death, her wings spread out, showing the black inkiness to the crowd,

There was no doubt Fleur had ascended to the mantle that most secretly wished but could never attain. But, to the surprise of those around, the Angel of Death did not come alone; below her feet was a hog-tied ginger boy who looked quite dazed.

“Met Fleur Delacour, my personal Angel of Death, I have fucked and conquered the Delacour family, and nothing will stop me from completing my mission of freely Britain from those that do not know what is right.

Below Fleur’s feet is a boy I once considered my best friend; Ronald Weasley is his name, and he has insulted my fiancé for no reason but jealousy; this boy will die tonight for crimes against House Potter.

My only question to you is, who will join me? Who will embrace the darkness within and pledge themselves to me to help strike fear in those that will use us for their own pleasure? Ronald is the first of many purebloods that will die by my hand as they believe themselves to be above all others; this boy believes that my lady and Veela should stay at home at his beck and call, to be slaves for his use”.

The Veela colony stared at the boy with unfiltered rage, which had Ronald squirming against his constraints until on Veela.

“just like most of you, I’m tempted to take this offer, but I want a show of judgement on this Ginger haired boy so you can earn the trust that is required to pledge”.

You could hear Apolline and Fleur growl; both were thinking, how dare this whore question their lord.

“I agree to your request, Fleur, remove the gag, and Ronald, if you lie, I will have Apolline here demonstrate why stilettos mean little knives in Italian”.

The ginger boy was scared as he quickly looked at the older Veela, who was glaring at him, almost like she was telling him to try it.

A Veela from the colony who was experienced in interrogation came to the stage, and I looked Ronald dead in the eyes; with this, she nodded to confirm that the questioning could begin.

“Ronald Weasley, have you ever thought that women should stay home caring for the house”.

The ginger wanted to glare at Hermione but couldn’t look away from the Veela.

“No, I believe that women should pursue their dreams”.

Harry and Hermione snorted as they heard a blatant lie that the Veela picked up.

“a big fat lie”.

Apolline laughed a little before stomping onto Ronald's leg, breaking the skin, and making the redhead scream.

“be honest, Ronald, with each lie, Apolline will get closer and closer to that sensitive nub of yours, so same question”.

The redhead still tried to gather himself after the first stab but somehow spoke.

“ok, ok, I wanted Hermione to be like my mum, at home raising the family as I went to work”.

You could tell Hermione did not like that idea in the slightest but did her best to continue the questioning,

“what do you think of Veela”.

Ronald made his best impression of a deer in headlights as the Veela in front of him focused on him. The Veela with the pointy heels was already hovering over the heel, somewhere quite sensitive.

“I think they're good for nothing unless they are in bed being used by a pureblood”.

The Veela in front almost growled at him as she stated he was telling the truth.

“This is what I mean; the society we have now is nothing but a bunch of bigots that think they are superior; help me teach dumbass like him what real power is”.

Many Veela were hissing at the boy, centuries of anger bubbling to the surface as the possibility of freedom and vengeance. Still, most were holding back, looking to their leader to decide.

Anna looked torn between pledging or keeping the neutrality that kept them safe; the Veela close to her could see her harpies claws were out and begging to take the boy's blood.

Suddenly Anna’s resolve broke, and she disappeared before reappearing in front of Ronald delivering a kick that sent him flying into the crowd as Anna kneeled in front of Harry.

“I, Anna Moulin, pledge myself to you, my Lord Harry”.

Harry smirked as he accepted the pledge, as other Veela pledge; soon, he had a colony under his control, and someone brought Ronald back to the stage,

“Ronald Weasley, you have been found guilty of being jealous of insulting my lady and being a blight in our school and a stain on magic herself; Dark Lord Harry condemns you to death by Veela anger”.

The colony of angry women looked towards the poor redhead that would feel the wraith that could bring down nations with craws at the ready as the last thing the boy would ever see was bloodthirsty Veela prepared to kill.

~day of the third task~

Things were going too easy; Ronald’s death was considered a mystery by this point that the DMLE was doing their best to solve within the next century,

Right now, Harry was standing in front of a maze with Victor, Cedric and Fleur doing the same, each spending time with their parents while Harry had Hermione giving him a big hug; she already knew that her lord had this in the bag; but they still needed to pretend until Voldemort was finally dead.

“knock him dead, my Lord, it's time that prick pays for his crimes”.

Harry gave her a deep kiss while quickly giving her ass a good squeeze, making the woman moan a little.

“focus, my lord, getting your lady hot and bothered is not part of the plan”.

Hermione did her best not to mount her lord after he started kissing her neck.

“Just wait until we have our victory party; once the ministry has collapsed, your not going to be able to walk right for at least a week while we sit on our thrones”.

Harry knew how to set Hermione's blood on fire,

‘BOOOM’

The starting sound for Harry meant that Hermione was left horny and wanting as he smirked as he ran into the maze; Hermione was going to make him pay for this; noticing Fleur could sense her horniness, she just teased the blonde before heading over to Luna to help with the itch that her lord created.

Harry wasn’t letting anything stop him from getting through the maze; Hermione suggested just blasting his way through, and stupidly the organizers didn’t seem to protect against it, so he just kept blasting, and soon we were already at the cup by the time the second boom was heard.

“too fucking easy; now, if Luna is right, Moody would have made this a two-way ticket to Voldemort”.

With a pull in his navel, Harry found himself in a graveyard.

“Stun him, Wormtail’.

Harry allowed himself to be stunned, Hermione didn’t like the plan, but Harry would let Voldemort return. Once she summons her followers, then the fun will begin.

Waking up tied to a gravestone, he watched Wormtail mixing a cauldron getting ready to dunk his master in a potion that Harry hoped would also explode for the fun of it.

“the bone of the father taken to give your daughter life, the blood of your enemy forcibly given and the flesh of the servant to resurrect my master”.

The whole thing was quite dull though Harry did make a note to make Wormtail hurt for stabbing him; Harry was zoning out a little as the fake dark lord popped out of the cauldron.

“WORMTAIL, GIVE ME MY ROBE”.

The miserable worm acted quickly, and soon the fake lord was summoning her minions using the dark mark that Wormtail had, in moments apperating was heard thought-out the graveyard. Harry knew it was time for fun and murder.

Silencing the ropes, Harry fell onto the ground and quickly moved away from the stone as Voldemort heard the commotion.

“Ahhh, young Harry Potter, to think people thought you could actually kill me, those fools will pay in time, but now it is time to show my more loyal followers what real power is, stand up boy, its time for you to fight for your life”.

Harry stood up and squared off with Voldemort,

“Now, I'm sure you have been taught duelling etiquette, so now we bow”.

Harry refused to bow, causing Voldemort to cast imperius on him, which he could easily throw off.

“Sorry, snake face, but it will take a lot more than an imperius to make me bow to you; I bow to no one and especially not to a fake lady that's more of a bitch than a lady”.

Voldemort snarled at the boy and just started casting at him, going straight to the killing curse, which Harry just battered away like it was nothing causing the audience to gasp in surprise; Harry started approaching the noseless bitch.

“you know what's sad, tabby? You had such promise, but when you split your soul up multiple times, I guess talent and sanity leave with them”.

Voldemort’s eyes widened, but he started casting again; she wouldn’t let a half-blood boy beat her; each killing curse she sent was just battered away repeatedly; Voldemort started feeling the drain on her magic as she kept casting.

“I'm guessing you realize that gaining magic from Wormtail was a waste of flesh and time; I gave my blood willingly, which meant you got nothing from me, you as powerless as an inbred pureblood that follows you,

Its time to end this, you waste of magic, I would wish for the magic to have mercy on your soul, but as we speak, my followers are destroying what is left of your soul, and I will end this, then destroy the world you tried so hard to protect but don’t worry I plan to enslave you,

Hermione is already the smartest of our age, so having you as our personal pet will just be the icing on the cake”.

Lady Voldemort did her best to fight, but Harry smacked her like the bitch she was.

“Don’t even think about it slut; you have to earn the right to touch me ‘incarcerous’; now that your hog-tied, I will take care of your followers ‘Bombarda Maxima’.

The death eaters were blasted into pieces, with lady Voldemort just watching as her people died.

“not even worth the effort; I swear it was a waste of magic dealing with you pieces of shit, but Tabetha, it's time for you to start your new life and potion regime because fuck, you are ugly right now”.

Lifting up Tabetha like she was luggage before summoning the cup, Harry returned to the school; celebrations were had once he arrived; Hermione tackled him kissing him as deep as she could as others joined in.

“Hermione, it's time to gather everyone and Apolline; take this pet to the Manor and begin her training”.

Harry sent a quick patronus to his Veela army as Hermione signalled the followers in the stands to join them; Apolline smirked at the tied former dark lady; she was going to have to break her; a quick nod to McGonagall; she temporarily took down the anti-apperation/portkey ward, and with everyone ready to go,

Using Harry’s magical power, they activated everyone’s portkey, and a second later, they were standing in the ministry; it didn’t take long for the female Aurors to detain the male Aurors and join their lord in marching, parts of their group split off to take over the different departments.

Soon Harry, Hermione, Amelia and Fleur were in the Minister's office; the undersecretary made a fuss and started berating Fleur, so the french women showed her why Veela claws were dangerous.

They entered the Minister's office, and the old man was surprised to see four people entering his office.

“evening Minister, it was a shame you couldn’t come to the end of the Tournament, but I fought. I might give you an update on it,

I won, and now you have 5 seconds to hand over your position and power before I allow Hermione to show you this spell she found in 50 of the most torturous spells ever”.

The now-former Minister paled as Hermione pointed her wand at him.

“It's good you understand, minister, now start signing because I have some changes to make”.

~1 year later~

Harry was sitting on his throne in Wizengamot, and Hermione was sitting beside him, smiling as she pats Taby on the head; the stuff Apolline had done to the former Dark Lady broke her to the point she was happy being their pet as they watched Draco was sentenced to death, his mother was at Potter Manor rubbing her heavily pregnant belly along with Evaline who was having her second

Dumbledore was in Azkaban, and Harry made sure he had the worse seat in the house; Harry ordered the guards to not discuss anything with the old man; he was destined to live the rest of his life not knowing anything.

At this moment, to some, Dark Lord Harry or King Harry was thinking it was about time Brition expanded to France; I mean, what type of king didn’t have a holiday home in the Mediterranean.