CHAPTER SIXTEEN: BREAKING SLYTHERIN
FRIDAY JUNE 28, 1996 - Potter Manor
The lunch on the veranda was very pleasant. The scenery was stunning and the two Greengrass girls were assured that everything they could see was part of the Estate, and that it even went off over the horizon. They might be stuck here, but it was a pleasant place to be. The conversation was mostly about school work and their family and they were actually able to relax a little. But as the meal ended, they both knew that the bonding was not a long time coming and they both began to get nervous about it. Daphne had to admit that while the thought of losing her virtue to Harry was not unpleasant, it was the fact that her sister and women she did not know would be watching that really unnerved her.
Once the lunch was finished and the dishes were cleared away, Harry, Hermione and Dora left them. An elf showed up to escort them to where they would become part of the family. They were led through several large, ornate and formal rooms before arriving at two huge wooden doors. The elf opened the door and let them in. Daphne could not believe her eyes. It easily had to be the largest library she had ever seen and the furnishings and wood work alone must have cost a small fortune. The books had to be worth and even larger one. Both of the girls stood gaping in awe at the sight. Their trancelike state was finally broken by a voice. They turned and saw Hermione, who was now wearing a blue silk robe and matching slippers. She bade them to have a seat on one of the long, padded and comfortable looking reading couches. She conjured for five high back chairs and arranged them in a slight semi-circle facing the two girls.
"This is where Harry and I lost our virginity together," Hermione said softly. "It is where I became his Consort for life and where he has bonded with each of his Concubines."
Daphne thought it was almost too funny. Hermione losing her virginity in a library? Then again, that was not so much of a surprise. Daphne did decide not to say anything and noted that the couch was actually quite comfortable.
Hermione was soon joined by Dora. She was also wearing a silk robe and slippers.
"I'm Nymphadora Tonks," Dora said formally. "I am an Auror. Sirius Black was my first cousin once removed and I was his Concubine. I was contracted to him before I was born. I was bound to him by his friend when I was twelve."
A third woman entered. She was also in a similar robe and looked much older than the other two.
"I am Healer Mallory Grant," she said. "I've been a Black concubine for twenty-two years since I was seventeen years old. Welcome. For the one who will remain a Black Concubine, I am the House Matron."
As soon as she sat in her chair, they noticed a fourth woman enter, also dressed in robes. This woman they recognized. Both of them were stunned to see their Transfiguration Professor and Deputy Headmistress.
"Professor?" Daphne and Astoria asked.
"It's Minerva or Minnie, please," Minerva said. "Here I am the Potter House Matron. I've been a Potter Concubine for fifty-three years and now am serving my third Lord Potter."
"He's had sex with you?" Astoria blurted out before covering her mouth in embarrassment.
"He has indeed," Minerva smiles. "And I dare say he may whenever he likes within reason." She took her seat. "Now, have you two decided who will join my house?"
The two girls nodded as Astoria slowly raised her hand.
"Very good," Minerva smiled.
Harry now entered, also dressed in robes. He stood in the middle of the space between the Greengrass girls and the others and faced them.
"Daphne Rene Greengrass and Astoria Lynn Greengrass I, Harry James Potter, by right of inheritance Lord Black and Head of the Ancient and Noble House of Black pursuant to contract executed in my favor by your father in exchange for valuable consideration, take you Daphne and Astoria as my Concubines. Your mind, body, heart, soul and magic are mine, bound as slave to master, you are mine to command as I will and to use as I please, from this day forward until death shall separate you from my House and Heirs. Do you understand?"
They both nodded.
"Budge over," Harry said. They complied but were a little confused.
Harry sat between them, placed an arm around each of their shoulders. He then leaned towards Daphne and kissed her on the lips. It was soft and gentle and not at all what she expected. She could not help but to kiss back. She had no idea how long they kissed and gently wrestled with each other's tongues. It was passionate, yet kind, tender and giving as well, she thought. It was without a doubt amazing. She was pleased she was seated, because it would have left her weak at the knees. So unlike the snogs she saw in the Common Room that seemed to be more about male domination and female submission than anything more romantic. Not long after the kiss broke, Harry smiled at her before turning to Astoria and drawing her into a kiss as well. Daphne could tell from the little moans her sister was making that Astoria was enjoying it as much as she had.
When that kiss finally broke, Harry spoke for the first time in minutes. "As you are - er - virgins and are probably more than a little scared and nervous, one of my ladies thought if might be a good idea for there to be a demonstration."
Daphne wondered what that meant but then noticed as McGonagall rose from her chair and slowly began walking towards them with a bemused expression on her face as she untied the sash to her robes and let them slide off onto the floor. She was not wearing anything beneath her robes. Daphne thought that naked and with that expression, one she had never seen on the woman's face before, she actually looked decades younger than usual. McGonagall knelt between Harry's legs, undid the sash on his robes and opened them, exposing Harry in his full glory for the first time.
Daphne was stunned. Her jaw was hanging open at the sight of what was easily the largest one of those she had ever seen. Perhaps, it was an illusion as she had never been so close to one, preferring to hurry through the Common Room while the Slytherin boys were getting their kicks with both willing and unwilling girls. But something told her that this was not the case. Harry was larger than anyone she had ever seen. She watched in stunned silence as McGonagall bent down and began licking Harry's bulging monster. It was not long before she watched her Transfiguration teacher take Harry into her mouth. Was it just Daphne, or was McGonagall eager? She seemed eager. She took all of him in. His hand was running through her hair as she bobbed up and down. So un-Slytherin, Daphne thought. No force, then again none seemed needed. She could hear Harry's breath getting ragged, see the expression of pleasure on his face and feel him tensing up. McGonagall must know what she's doing, Daphne thought just as she sensed by Harry's reaction he had climaxed. It was several seconds, maybe more than a minute before McGonagall released him from her mouth and the monster was gone. "Little Harry" almost looked cute.
McGonagall was soon in his lap, straddling him, facing him, kissing him with passion and desire, sighing and moaning into his lips has his hands explored her. She rose up slightly and Daphne watched as she offered him a breast, which he took into his mouth. His hand was between her legs. Her face was one of pleasure and desire, eyes closed, mouth alternating between being open and biting a lip as sighs, gasps and loan moans passed her lips. Harry's fingers were inside her now and she was thrusting into his hand as he continued to pleasure her. "I'm coming," she moaned softly, yet Harry did not stop until she rode out her orgasm. Only then did he slowly remove his hand from her.
The monster was back again, and McGonagall was guiding it into her sex, slowly thrusting down up it until it was all gone. Slytherin girls lay there and took it. Apparently, that was not the case here, as McGonagall was riding Harry up and down, gasping at times, kissing him at others. Her pace quickened. She came. She slowed but did not stop. All of this was happening inches from Daphne. Her leg was actually touching McGonagall's and she could feel the muscles tense and relax as the older witch rode up and down on Harry. McGonagall tossed her head back as a second orgasm washed over her and Daphne could sense Harry was finishing as well. It took the witch a bit to catch her breath. She then kissed Harry for a few seconds before climbing out of his lap and returning to her chair on shaking legs. When she turned to sit, she had a smile on her face Daphne had never seen before.
Oddly, Daphne thought, the "demonstration" seemed to work. She knew she was aroused. She could feel it between her legs. When she looked at her sister who was looking at her, she saw her sister was there too. Gone was the nervousness and fear. It was replaced by something she had never really felt before - desire. Still… McGonagall had been a concubine for over fifty years. Would it be the same for her sister and her? Aside from masturbating, neither of them had so much as kissed a boy until today much less have sex.
Finally, Harry caught his breath. "Okay, have you two decided which of you will transfer to House Potter?"
"Yes," Daphne and Astoria said.
"Who is it?"
"Me," Astoria said softly.
"Right then, then you're up first," Harry said. "Stand, face me and take off your clothes."
Daphne was worried Harry might be disappointed. Astoria was a typical daughter of her mother as she had been. They became menstrual before turning teenagers, but did not begin to develop into women for ages after. Like Astoria, Daphne was still a girl at her age and only just beginning to develop into a woman. They were late bloomers in that regard, but bloom they did, and that was why Daphne was now avoiding the Slytherin boys. Try as she might, she could no longer hide the fact that she had the best rack in her year in Slytherin House, which was why Malfoy wanted to break her and if necessary rape her. Astoria was only beginning to develop into the woman she would be. She had breasts, but they were small. The hair between her legs was only now becoming visible. Would Harry be upset?
To Daphne's dismay, Harry told her sister to raise her arms and turn around. Hermione walked up and did something with her wand. Harry said she was now a 'Harry Girl' and chuckled as he explained that the 'uniform' meant no hair aside from that on top of one's head. He also said he was going to enjoy watching as Astoria blossomed into a woman and Daphne knew he meant watching her blossom without clothing to hide it.
Daphne watched as Harry kissed her sister and she eagerly kissed back, as Harry caressed her, gently fondled her and as Astoria moaned in pleasure at the touch. She watched as Harry's hand and fingers entered her feminine folds and soon her sex and watched her sister's reaction as it was clear Astoria was in heaven. She watched as her sister's knees buckled and as Harry had to hold her up as what had to have been a huge orgasm washed over her.
Harry sat down. His monster was back. Daphne had seen the look of concern on Astoria's face when it first was revealed. Her sister was certainly concerned about it, maybe even scared. Not now. She was between his legs in a flash and all Harry could manage to say was "Suck…" before she had taken him into her mouth. She was not quite capable of taking all of him in, but she bobbed up and down eagerly and quickly. Harry stroked her hair and did not force her deeper as Daphne had seen Slytherin boys do. Daphne heard his groan minutes later, heard her sister moan with what sounded almost like pleasure even after it was certain to her he had come in her sister's mouth. Like McGonagall, Astoria did not stop right away.
When she did, she was soon lying next to Daphne on the couch, her head only inches away from where Daphne was sitting. Daphne watched as Astoria was kissed and caressed. She watched as Harry suckled her and saw the pleasure on Astoria's face. While Astoria might not have large breasts and was only now about to graduate from her training bra, she did have large nipples. When Harry seemed to finish, Daphne noted that they were rock hard. She watched has he went further down her body, heard her sister moan, saw the pleasure on her face, and then saw him start licking her sister's sex. Astoria was all but thrashing about in pleasure. Her back soon arched, she squealed she was coming and she looked as if she really had. She was begging him to enter her! Daphne had never saw much less heard of a girl begging for it! She watched her sister as Astoria clearly guided Harry in. While she heard and saw Astoria react in pain as Astoria's maidenhood vanished, she heard Astoria beg Harry not to stop. When Harry finally came, Daphne knew her sister had more than one orgasm. Astoria had a goofy grin that Daphne had never seen before. She looked her younger sister in the eyes and knew. Her sister's fears were gone. Her sister felt loved and, more important, safe. Daphne watched as Astoria cuddled into Harry's arms for several minutes and a content look crossed over her face.
After several minutes, Harry whispered to Astoria: "You okay?"
"Hmmm." she sighed contentedly.
"Can I get up now?"
"One - no two conditions," Astoria said.
"And they are?"
"First, promise you'll let me see my family again, if you can?"
"I already have."
"Second, make my sister this happy too."
"I can only try."
"Try then."
"Yes Ma'am," Harry replied getting a giggle out of Astoria.
"Daph?" Astoria asked.
"Y-yes," Daphne replied.
"I'm here for you! Just as you were for me! And you're going to love this!"
Daphne both wanted to and did not want to. She knew the bonding would compel her to, still was this the bond or something else? She stood, faced Harry and her sister and began to undress. She was blushing furiously not so much because she was undressing, but because she knew she had worn colored, cotton knickers and she knew they were now soaking from her anticipation.
When Harry saw them, he teased her. "Eager, aren't we?"
Daphne rolled her eyes as she stripped off what remained of her clothes. Hermione was then asked to do whatever she had done and what hair Daphne had below her blonde haired head was now gone.
She was still facing the other witches, her back to her sister when she first felt a presence behind her and then arms reaching around her from behind. A kiss on her right shoulder was followed by more as two hands gently caressed her sides and abdomen avoiding anything sensitive for now. She could feel the strength in his arms despite his gentle touch as his kisses worked closer to her neck, cheek, she felt her earlobe nibbled gently, a kiss on her temple, he seemed to be…
She turned her face towards him wanting his lips on hers. An arm reached back finding his head and hair and she was now running her fingers through his locks as short as they were. Her lips finally found his as his hands worked their way upwards and became for a moment a temporary bra causing her to moan in pleasure under his touch. He soon focused his hands and fingers on her hard nipples, eliciting even more pleasure from her. She could feel him behind her. His arousal was pushing ever so slightly yet deliberately against one of the cheeks of her back side. She did not want him there, at least not in there, but… She shifted and felt that wonderful rod between her cheeks where, because it was not threatening penetration, she captured it in a clench of her cheeks and released as her gasps and moans from his kissing and caresses filled the air.
"More," she begged him as she then felt a hand slip off her breast and now very swollen nipple. His hand moved towards her womanhood and she wanted "More!" She felt his dry finger slide into her folds and begin rubbing her nub, but it was dry for only a moment and soon she was groaning with pleasure such as she could not have known was possible in life. Her knees wobbles, but one of them was willing her to stand and take his fire as she clenched and unclenched her cheeks with his cock now quite content to remain between them. She was building beyond pleasure so fast. His fingers entered her and that seemed to be all it took. The most powerful orgasm she ever had washed over her and if he had not been ready and holding her, she would have fallen over. His finger drove into her gently yet firmly enough. He kept it up as she proclaimed her climax to him and anyone else listening and did not care. He kept at it, letting her ride out the storm that ravaged her. It was only as she went limp from satisfaction that he finally removed his hand from her sex and allowed her a brief moment's respite, still holding her up and kissing her.
Daphne was slowly beginning to recover her senses and now knew how her sister could have been so eager. She now wanted this boy who was holding her in his arms. She wanted to please him just as he had pleased her and maybe even more so. Was this the bond, she asked herself. Was this real? Did it even matter?
At Harry's command, she left his lap and remained kneeling on the floor and she watched as Harry took a seat on the long bench beside Astoria, who leant into his side and rested her head against his shoulder. Should she feel jealous, Daphne asked herself? She didn't. She crept forward, her blue eyes gazing into his wonderful green ones. She gently spread his knees apart and moved even closer, still staring into those wonderful eyes of his. She rubbed his thighs with her hands, silently begging him to tell her what she knew he had to tell her. She looked at his fully enraged monster. It still looked big, but now she wanted it! She wanted Harry in her!
"Suck me off," Harry said in a soft and gentle voice. He was gazing into her blue eyes as he said this.
Daphne smiled at Harry as she found his monster and wrapped a hand around its base. She bent over, looking at it closely as she felt it in her hand. Hard, yet soft as well, she thought to herself as she kissed its crown. She wanted to taste it and began licking the tip, swirling her tongue around it and hoping he liked this introduction. She felt a slight shudder from him, which she hoped was a good sign as she wrapped her lips firmly around him and drew him into her mouth.
He was big, she thought. But what really surprised her was she really enjoyed having him in her mouth. She slowly pulled back, savoring his scent and the textures against her tongue. She pushed herself down on him again, further this time before drawing back. On her third thrust, she took him all the way down to where her hand still gripped him at the base. Her fifth and that silly hand just had to go. She wanted all of Harry! Her next thrust she took him all in and was certain he might actually be down her throat but his moan of pleasure and his hand gently playing within her blonde hair made it worth it. She knew she could not take him that deep every time, but figured every once in a while was fine. He was begging her to be faster, which also meant she could not take him all the way in all the time, but she did not mind. She wanted him to enjoy this. She wanted him to come. She wanted him to come in her mouth. She wanted to taste it. All of these thoughts had never crossed her mind before.
She could feel him reacting, hear his breathing change and hear his moans. She wanted him to enjoy this. Was this the bond? Was this real? Both maybe? She did not care. She wanted him. She could feel the moisture between her legs. She wanted him! She wanted him forever!
She was dying in anticipation, her own arousal growing by the second. She wanted to feel him come, feel his seed in her. His breath was erratic. She felt him tense up and thrust his hips to her. She felt a pulse along the shaft of his cock and something warm and wet in the back of her mouth. He continued to pulse and fill her and she finally tasted him. It was neither good nor bad. She swallowed every drop as she continued to suck on his cock. She could feel it getting softer and smaller in her mouth and this was thrilling to her as well. Harry felt relaxed beneath her and his monster was soon reduced to little Harry in her mouth and between her lips. She let him go and kissed little Harry before laying her cheek against it and in Harry's lap while they both caught their breath.
Some minutes later, Daphne was laying on her back on the bench inches from her little sister who was looking at her with a bemused expression on her face. Harry was on top of her, kissing her and running his fingers through her hair gently. Before today, Daphne had never kissed a boy - or a girl for that matter, unless one counted a kiss on the cheek. She really was in no position to judge, but she believed that Harry was a really good kisser. He moved away from her swollen lips, allowing her to gulp air as he kissed her neck, and shoulders and lower. His chin was now touching the upper swell of her breasts and he was slowly moving lower.
She moaned and nearly came when he took her nipple into his mouth for the first time. His lips, his tongue, they were both doing things to her she had never thought possible as he thorough explored this new place. She hoped he would do the other breast too and she was not disappointed. As he worked his magic on his new friend, she was silently begging him for more. Every touch seemed to set her afire. She was running a hand through his raven hair. She wanted more! She wanted a release from this excitement that was building within her by the second.
He had left her breasts behind and was slowly trailing kissed downward. She could barely stand the anticipation. Without even thinking about it, just as he stuck his wonderful tongue into her belly button, she spread her legs wide, inviting him to her. She was wet and ready and wanted him. She had no idea she could want this so much. He was almost there, almost where she needed him to be and every kiss and touch he gave was amazing. He seemed to know just how to please her. He reached her sex and the second his tongue slipped between her folds in search of her clit, she arched her back and thrust into him as an orgasm she had not been expecting washed over her in waves.
He stopped what he was doing and her eyes flew open. She looked down and saw he was looking at her.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.
"N-no," she gasped. "M-more?" she begged.
"Good Girl," he said with a smile, "because I had no intention of letting you off that easy."
"P-Please!" Daphne begged. She was duly rewarded as Harry and his wonderful tongue returned to her and began to work her up again. She was soon gasping and moaning beneath him, thrusting herself to him, wanting him, wanting what he could do to her. She felt his tongue enter her and was in heaven. It had to be, because it felt like he was filling her and that could not be possible, could it? Possible or not, she could no longer hold back.
"I'M COMING!" she screamed as the most powerful orgasm she could remember hit. He kept at her, letting her complete. Only when she went limp did he stop.
He was soon back to kissing her. She had not remembered much of what had happened from the moment she came down from her orgasm until his lips were pressing against hers and she really did not care. She was in heaven in his arms and wondered whether her sister had felt this way. Something told her that she had. A part of her wondered whether this was what it was like for a concubine or whether this was unique somehow. She hoped it truly was special.
She felt his monster was back. She could feel it against her and she did not want to wait any longer. She wanted him inside of her. Daphne reached down and found it, stroking it gently for just a moment before gripping it slightly and guiding it to her. He was at her entrance and seemed to be waiting for some reason.
"I want you," she whispered. "Please?"
He began pushing forward as she guided him inside her. Deeper and deeper he went and she felt a moment of sharp pain, but only a moment. He felt wonderful! He was all the way in and she thrust into him encouraging him. His next thrust caused her to moan with pleasure and desire. It was so amazing! She wanted it! She wanted him! She could not believe this! She joined him in rhythm, something she knew she had never seen once in her House Common Room. They just lay there and took it. It was obvious to her now they were never with a man who could give so much pleasure. She now doubted whether any of those Slytherin boys had ever brought a woman to orgasm or whether they even cared. Harry certainly did.
She had a huge orgasm, but Harry was not there yet. He continued thrusting into her and to her amazement, she soon felt the pleasure building within her again. She hoped he would not finish until she did. She really hoped that they could come together. She felt her pleasure building to a new and unbelievable peak. It hit her suddenly.
"I'M COMING!" she moaned and felt Harry go tense. She felt something inside of her and knew that he had finished as well. He collapsed into her arms and lay there, holding her. Part of her wished she could be held like this forever. Another part knew that she would be. True, she was not Harry's only lover. But she was his lover and she knew that would be enough. That, she mused, was a thought she never would have had when she woke up this morning.
When Harry finally let her go, Daphne realized something. Harry had held her just long enough for it so seem perfect. He had done so each time. Thinking about it she realized he had also done so for Astoria and Minerva. The result surprised her. She felt loved.
"Okay Dora," Harry said. Daphne looked and saw he was standing now. "You're turn," Harry added.
Daphne watched as Dora stood with a large smile on her face as she took off her robe. The witch clearly had the largest breasts in the room, Daphne thought. Dora was soon in Harry arms and was lost in his kiss. I should feel jealous, Daphne thought. But she didn't. She felt that the witch in Harry's arms deserved him just as much as she did and was actually pleased that Harry was including her. She then noticed something. Dora had a black ribbon around her neck. She had not noticed before.
She turned to her sister and saw that Astoria also had a black ribbon around her neck with a silver scripted "B" at the center of her throat. She knew that was not there before. She could see her sister looking at her neck as Astoria absently touched the ribbon around her neck with her hand. Daphne reached to her own neck and felt a ribbon there two. She looked back at the others while Harry and Dora continued to kiss. Minerva, who were still quite naked, and Mallory also had back ribbons that Daphne knew were not there before. Hermione had a gold ribbon.
"Let's show them that neat game you taught Hermione and me," Harry said to Dora who nodded vigorously.
Daphne wondered what this was about. She watched as Harry lay down on his back on the carpet. Dora knelt down over his face facing his feet. She lowered herself onto him, giving him access to her sex as she then leaned forward to lie on top of him as she took him into her mouth. It looked so erotic! It also told something about Harry. He wanted his women to enjoy him this way. He wanted them to feel pleasure. After her years in Slytherin, Daphne had been convinced that sex was all about boys getting off, dominating girls, and babies. Obviously, she was wrong. She had not felt dominated by Harry. She felt she was sharing with Harry and this act, one where Harry was not in total control, proved that was how Harry saw the physical act of love.
Daphne looked over at the other witches. Perhaps this was one act too many for them as all three were now rubbing themselves off. Dora was moaning as she continued to suck Harry's monster. She soon stopped and it was clear to Daphne that Harry had finished. Dora had not and was begging Harry for more and, as she lay atop Harry with her face in his lap, he did not let up. Her moans and panting filled the air for the next couple of minutes, getting louder and more ragged until she finally announced her orgasm to the world.
Harry recovered quickly which puzzled Daphne. He had had sex - she counted on her fingers - seven times so far. She had no idea how much time had elapsed, but this explained some comments from before. She was certain he was going to have sex with all of his women today and was also almost certain that most men could not have done that even if they wanted to.
Dora was now straddling Harry's hips, he was inside of her and she was rocking back and forth. Her arms where on his shoulders as she held herself up, giving Harry access to her ample bosom as she controlled the sex. It was clear from the expression on her face as well as the sounds she was making that she was thoroughly enjoying riding Harry's broomstick. She had two orgasms, the last just as Harry came as well. Daphne found herself looking forward to what would soon come her way.
After giving Dora a cuddle, Harry got up and walked away to a table. Daphne noted that Dora got up as well and on unsteady legs, returned to her chair. She had a decidedly goofy grin on her face. Daphne looked over to Harry who seemed to be writing something. She could see him seal it with a ring, and when that was done he returned to them. He stood and faced Astoria.
"Astoria Lynn Greengrass: I, Harry James Potter, Lord Black and Head of the Ancient and Noble House of Black, do hereby inform you that I have sold you to Lord Potter, Head of the Ancient and Noble House of Potter. You are released from my House and Service!"
Daphne looked at her sister and saw that her black ribbon had disappeared. Astoria looked shocked. A tear fell from her eyes.
"Story, it's okay," Daphne said soothingly, wrapping her sister in her arms. "You'll be with him as Lord Potter."
"I - I know," Astoria said. "It still hurt! I want my ribbon back!"
"And you'll get it back, Story."
Astoria nodded as she looked up at Harry again.
"Astoria Lynn Greengrass: I, Harry James Potter, Lord Potter and Head of the Ancient and Noble House of Potter pursuant to contract executed in my favor by Lord Black in exchange for valuable consideration, take you Astoria as my Concubine. Your mind, body, heart, soul and magic are mine, bound as slave to master, you are mine to command as I will and to use as I please, from this day forward until death shall separate you from my House and Heirs. Do you understand?"
Daphne felt her sister relax.
"I do," Astoria said enthusiastically.
"You saw what Dora and I did?" Harry asked.
Astoria nodded.
"I want you to do that to me!" Harry said as he lay on the floor.
Astoria practically leapt from the bench and was straddling Harry's face only seconds later. She quickly lowered herself onto him and soon had him in her mouth, eagerly trying to please him as he was trying to please her. They brought each other to mutual climaxes fairly quickly, Daphne thought. Astoria rested for a bit before shifting around to kiss Harry senseless as she ground her hips into him trying to revive his monster. It did not seem to take long as Daphne soon saw her sister guiding Harry into her. Astoria was almost immediately thrusting herself up and down. Her expression told Daphne that she was enjoying it as Astoria sat up fully vertical and rode Harry for all he was worth.
Between her gasps and moans of pleasure, Astoria seemed to chant: "I want my ribbon back!" Daphne watched and when her sister's second orgasm from riding Harry occurred, he came too, and the ribbon reappeared. Astoria collapsed into his arms and she rained kisses on him, thanking him over and over again before finally settling down for a cuddle.
When Harry finally released Astoria from his arms, she seemed so happy to Daphne. She practically wobbled to her seat next to her sister and gave her a hug. "This is the best day of my life," Astoria whispered. "We can be with Harry forever, you know?"
Daphne nodded. Deep down she agreed. She looked at Harry and saw he was ready. Even before being told to, she rose to her feet and went to him to do what she wanted to do. She kissed him as thoroughly as she could before straddling his face and getting down to what she wanted to do to him and what she wanted him to do to her.
Sometime later, Daphne lay in Harry's arms. She had again sucked him and enjoyed every moment as he had also licked her to heaven and beyond. She had also ridden him for all she was worth and had the most memorable climaxes of the day with him. As she lay atop of him and melted into his arms, she knew she was his forever. Concubine bond be damned, she thought, she was a Harry Girl from now on! She liked the idea and promised herself she would have his children. Not yet, she thought, but soon.
She soon realized she was not alone. Her sister had joined them on the floor and was also cuddling into Harry.
"What's this?" Harry asked.
"Thank you Harry," Astoria said after kissing his cheek.
"F-for, for what?"
"You saved us when you did not have to," Astoria said.
"What?"
"You saved us," Daphne agreed as she kissed his cheek. "You saved our family. You took us in as concubines but have treated us as women. You - maybe you can't help yourself, Harry, you made me feel loved!"
"I…"
"Me too," Astoria agreed. "I cannot help but love you too."
"I…"
"I love you, Harry," Daphne added.
"I don't understand," Harry complained. "You don't know me! You're just on about the Boy-Who-Lived."
Astoria giggled at the thought while Daphne shifted in his arms so she could look into Harry's eyes.
"We don't like the Boy-Who-Lived," Daphne said firmly. "What has he done? He merely survived. That's all. I don't care about that! I don't care about your money or your fame! What I've learned today…you could be a knutless, unknown and I would still care for you. I care for you because of what is in your heart, not your vault or on the pages of the Daily Prophet."
Daphne placed her hand on Harry's heart and was joined by her sister.
"Your wealth and fame mean little, Harry," Daphne said. "What really matters lies right beneath my hand. It is your heart. It is your heart that bound you and Hermione together. It is your heart that makes our bond all the more special. It is your heart that drives you forward when others would retreat and which saved my family, even though we were Slytherins and even though you did not know us at all. In the end, I believe it is this wonderful heart of yours that will save us all!"
Harry started to protest, but Daphne placed a finger on his lips.
"I am bonded to you Harry, yet I can speak my mind. I feel Story can too as she already has. I know that Dora, Minerva and Mallory can. Why? What I know of our bond says I cannot and neither can they. Why can I?
"There is a fairy tale in our world about the perfect bonding. It is about a man who had so much love in his heart he could change the bonds he had with his women and turn them from slaves to wives. All it took for this to happen was for the women to realize they could be more than just a piece of meat to him, as they were more than that in his heart, and to declare it openly. It is a fairy tale, but most such tales either teach a lesson or the truth, Harry."
Daphne placed her right hand on Harry's heart after taking his right hand and placing it on hers. She stared into his wonderfully kind eyes.
"I, Daphne Renee Greengrass of my own free will, do hereby swear on my life and magic, that I will love, honor and cherish you, Harry James Potter, for better and for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, in peace and in war and that I will love and support my sisters in all things, from this day forward until death shall separate me from my new family. Do you accept my oath in the spirit in which it was given?"
"Yes," Harry said with a bemused expression on his face. As he said it, Daphne could swear she felt a wave of powerful magic course through her.
Daphne removed her had from his chest and took Harry's right hand from her own and guided it to her sister, who took Harry's hand placing it over her own heart before she too placed her right hand over his.
"I, Astoria Lynn Greengrass…"
When Harry accepted Astoria's oath, the other four witches joined them. Minerva and Hermione were kneeling just next where Astoria lay against Harry and Dora and Mallory just next to Daphne. McGonagall leaned over Astoria and took Harry's right hand, placing it on her own heart as she placed her right hand over his.
"I, Minerva Grace McGonagall…"
The other two concubines soon followed.
"I, Mallory Michelle Grant…"
"I, Nymphadora Tonks…"
Finally Hermione leaned over. With his hand upon her heart and hers upon his, she said: "I need not make a vow to you, Harry my Love. I already have. But I am making this vow for my sisters. I, Hermione Jane Potter, of my own free will, do hereby swear on my life and magic, that I will love and support my sisters in all things, from this day forward until death shall separate me from my new family. Do you accept my oath in the spirit in which it was given?"
"Yes."
"Thank you Harry," Hermione said softly as she kneeled up. "Astoria? Please come and kneel between Minerva and me?"
Astoria got up and knelt between the two witches facing Harry. Minerva and Hermione each took her by the hand. Daphne was asked to do the same and was soon kneeling in between Dora and Mallory and holding their hands as sell.
"What just happened?" Harry asked, still lying on the floor.
"After the rites are complete," Hermione promised softly. "Mallory?"
Mallory let go of Daphne's hand. She stood up and took off her robes before she walked over to settle herself on Harry's face, just as the other had. Daphne and the others watched in silence as Mallory and Harry had oral sex with one another, as they kissed and cuddled and as Mallory mounted him and made love to him. They watched in silence as Mallory had her third orgasm of the night and as Harry had his own at the same time. They watched in silence as Hermione took off her robes, mounted Harry's face and took him into her mouth. They watched in silence as she rode his monster through two loud orgasms and as he came again in her.
After giving Hermione a long and tender cuddle, they got up. Hermione returned to her position kneeling to one side of Astoria and Harry was kneeling at the base of the formation, with a line of three what he considered very beautiful naked witches to either side of him.
"Now, what just happened?" he asked again.
"What Daphne started and we all did," Mallory began, "was a love bond. We bonded ourselves to you freely and out of the love we feel for you and you for us. I bonded that way with Sirius when you were just a baby."
"And I bonded that what with your Great-grandfather," Minerva said, "on my seventeenth Birthday. It means we are now more than just your concubines, Harry. We are bound to you as wives in all but law. Hermione is still your Consort and your Lady Potter, but in the Archives at the Ministry of Magic, we are no longer who we were before. I am again Minerva Potter, just as I was during my time with Charlus. Mallory is again Mallory Black, as she was with Sirius. Dora and Daphne are now Dora and Daphne Black and Astoria is Astoria Potter."
"The second part of the oath," Mallory continued, "bound the six of us together as sisters. We are now one family, Harry, and will be for the rest of our lives. Should you die before us, we will become free witches, and cannot be bound to another wizard against our will ever again. Thank you, Harry."
Harry could only nod feebly in response.
"Are you okay with this, Harry?" Hermione asked with a concerned tone in her voice.
Harry smiled and looked each of his women in the eyes before he responded. "I think it's brilliant," he said softly. "We should be a family."
Six smiling and clearly happy women smiled back at him.
"Right then," Hermione said. "Daphne and Astoria? We have robes and slippers for you. Put them on."
"What about our clothes?" Astoria asked.
"They will be taken care of. I think we all could use a half an hour to freshen up a bit and then dinner. I don't know about the rest of you but I am starving." As a group, they got up and put on their robes and slippers before leaving the Library.
As they walked through the Ground Floor, the girls were talking.
"I think I would like to try that oral sex thing with Harry for desert," McGonagall giggled. "It looks like fun."
"It is," Astoria said. "I really liked doing that!"
The others were in agreement.
"Okay, but try not to wear our Harry out."
"Why?" Harry asked.
"Because you're spending the night with two beautiful, young blonde witches, Silly."
"What about you?" Harry said in a slight panic.
"I'll be fine. I'll sleep in the Mistress's Room tonight. After all that has happened today, I think Daphne and Astoria are in greater need of an all night Harry cuddle than the rest of us."
Daphne lay in bed with a sleeping Harry, her head against his chest feeling more relaxed than she could remember. Hermione had insisted that Harry take her and Astoria into his bed that night given the stress and such and he had agreed, albeit reluctantly. He later explained it was because that even though Hermione was sleeping in the nearby Mistress's bedroom, he would miss having her in his arms for the night.
Astoria was on the other side of Harry, also using his chest as a pillow. He had made love to them two more times each, not counting his wonderful tongue, which he also seemed to enjoy using. Harry was asleep.
Daphne thought about this day. She woke up knowing her family was on the run from something. She found she and Astoria had been sold as slaves for all practical purposes. She had been both terrified and horrified, especially because she had been certain it was Draco Malfoy to whom she had been sold. Yet now, here she was. Surprisingly happy about the turn of events and her only regret was this boy would not be in her arms every night for the rest of her life.
"Daph?" a voice whispered. It was her sister.
"Yeah?"
"In the end, this was a good day."
"It was," Daphne agreed.
"D-do you think he will love us?"
"Like Hermione?"
Daphne could see Astoria nodding tentatively.
"Don't know," Daphne admitted. "Doubt it."
"D-do you think he will love us at all?" There was a whimper in Astoria's voice. The first hint of fear from her sister in hours had surfaced.
"Yes Sissy," Daphne said. "I think he will."
"Good," Astoria said seeming to relax. "I know I can love him."
"Me too."
"Daph?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you for being with me today," Astoria said. "It was wonderful. But your being here made it special."
"What do you mean?"
"I became a woman today, and you shared that with me. Thanks."
"You made it special too, Sissy."
"I'm still gonna miss Mum, Dad and the others though."
"Me too. But Harry did say he would do something about it."
"This isn't what I expected when Daddy said…"
"No."
"It's so much better."
"Yes, it is."
"Good night Daph."
"Night, Sissy."
"First one up gets first dibs!" Astoria giggled.
"As long as there's something left, who cares?"
"You're right. 'Night!"
"Sweet dreams."
Astoria giggled. "I'm going to have wonderful dreams about this and about one day having his babies."
"Me too," Daphne admitted. "Me too."
Two very contented young witches fell asleep in Harry's arms. It was not just the sex, although that had been amazing. It was everything, Daphne thought as she dreamed of Harry and a future.
A/N: RELATIONSHIP SCORECARD:
If you didn't read the Intro, you missed that. This is so you can keep up with who's with who and how.
Harry James Potter, age 15.
1. Hermione Jane (Granger) Potter, age 16; CONSORT (POTTER).
2. Lady Dora (Tonks) Black-Potter, age 21; CONCUBINE (BLACK).
3. Lady Minerva Grace (McGonagall) Potter-Black, age 68; CONCUBINE (POTTER).
4. Lady Mallory Michelle (Grant) Black-Potter, age 39; CONCUBINE (BLACK).
5. Lady Daphne Renee (Greengrass) Black-Potter, age 16 (11/10/79); CONCUBINE HOUSE OF BLACK 6/28/96.
6. Lady Astoria Lynn (Greengrass) Potter-Black, age 14 (10/3/81); CONCUBINE HOUSE POTTER 6/28/96.
The different last names here reflect the effect of the cross-bonding and love bonds. The first name is the House of their primary bonding, the second is the name of the secondary bonding. They haven't figured this out yet.