Chapter 6Chapter TextA few things had changed since that christmas night.
Harry was going to be a father, for one. He got news that Tonks was pregnant around mid january. A few weeks later he was just barely able to stop Susan from going to the hospital wing and causing him a whole bunch of headaches. A simple detection charm showed she had one in the oven too.
When little Astoria came up to him and told him she was pregnant, he was torn between shock and being intensely turned on that this tiny girl was carrying his seed. Thankfully, neither girl would begin to show until the summer, so he didn't worry about anyone finding them out.
Out in the open, Susan had joined his and Lavender's little friend group. It had taken more work than he had thought since Susan kept feeling guilty about abandoning Hannah. Harry simply dosed her and Ron Weasley's food with a good amount of love potion. The two had been inseparable ever since, seen all around the castle trying to out tomato face the other. Harry had always thought he would kill Weasley, but over the years the boy had endeared himself to Harry as a sort of school jester.
On another Weasley front, Ginny had come out one day not just holding Padma's hand but also Parvati's. Apparently they had been encouraged by Harry, Lavender and Fleur and had put their hidden relationship out in the open. The incestuous lesbian threeway had kept the Hogwarts rumor mill rolling and diverted attention away from Harry.
A week before the second task, Fleur rushed over to Harry and Lavender in between classes.
"Master, 'ave you deciphered your egg yet?" She asked in a rushed tone.
Harry furrowed his brow for a second before remembering, "Oh yeah, the egg. Nah I was waiting for you to figure it out."
He had completely forgotten about the egg the moment the first task had ended.
"Ze second task, ze second task is in ze lake. Zey are going to take my seester as a hostage." Fleur's english worsened by the second in her stressed out state.
Harry put a calming hand on her shoulder, "Chill out Fleur, this is a school competition, nothing's gonna happen to Gabrielle."
Fleur shook her head "You don't understand master, ze merpeople are the mortal enemies of the veela. A veela child in the lake will be murdered immediately, as well as us if we try to save 'er."
Lavender interjected, "Why did you say 'us'? Why would Harry be in danger?"
"He iz ze god of the veela, which means he is ze devil of the merpeople." Harry had to admit, being seen as satan by an entire race was a big ego boost, "If we go into ze water they will try to kill us, and they will have ze advantage."
"Hmmm..." Harry put a hand to his chin in thought.
"No problem, I'll just use my powers!" Lavender began.
"And what, freeze the lake and kill the hostages? Not to mention you can't exactly use your powers without giving yourself away." Lavender sagged as Harry shot her down.
"We need to figure somezing out master." Fleur said, slightly calmer now that her master was on the case.
Harry snapped his fingers, "I need to talk to mum real quick, I'll see you guys in a few." and with that he ran off to Gryffindor tower.
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Harry rifled through his trunk until he found it, the enchanted mirror his father and his friends used to use to communicate. Harry looked around to make sure no one was in the room.
"Lily Potter." the mirror fogged over and his mum's vibrant red hair filled up the screen.
Lily was laying in bed face down with a body pillow under her stomach. Narcissa was eating her ass out while her metamorph niece was under her tonguing Lily's pussy. Lily raised her head at hearing her name called out and turned to look at her nightstand.
"Ohhhhh… so my son finally decides to grace us with his presence." Lily's eyes were glassed over in pleasure.
Harry felt it was almost a crime to interrupt this scene, but he knew he had to, "Sorry mum, but ive been kinda busy with the girls on this side, I promise ill make it up to you in the summer."
"You better! How can you have the gall to knock a baby into three girls before you put one in your own sweet mummy?"
Harry was intensely turned on by this, "I'm sorry mum, ill try to put some twins inside of you to make up for it." he said huskily.
Lily moaned out in pleasure from a combination of the two women's ministrations and Harry's words. Harry bit his lips and pushed on, knowing that if he got sidetracked he'd start stroking his cock, and then he wouldn't get a single thing done today "Mum, as amazing as this view is, I sorta need your help."
Lily's eyes focused and she fully turned towards the mirror. Tonks and Narcissa now came into view as well.
"You made the right choice, master." Narcissa quipped "Women know how to deal with problems in ways girls simply can't measure up to," she licked her lips and Harry growled. These cougars had clearly been deprived of his dick too long, he might need to schedule a house call soon.
"What's up Harrykins, how does Theodora sound to you?" Tonks asked cheerfully with a face full of Lily's juices.
Harry chuckled "How are you so sure it wont be a boy?" Harry digressed "Anyways, we have a situation with the second task…"
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Harry, Lavender and Susan were strolling by the lake. Fleur hadn't wanted to get anywhere near the lake, which left Harry slightly nervous that a trident would suddenly fly out of the water to impale him. They were going to get this over with quickly.
Hermy had popped in that very morning with a basket from his mother. Said basket had been enchanted to be larger on the inside and was chock full of innocent looking pebbles. Susan held the basket in her arm while Harry and Lavender took handfulls of rocks, chucking them into the lake as they circled around.
"What's this going to do exactly?" Lavender asked.
Harry shrugged "I don't know, mum did some advanced potions thing and she said the rocks will release a chemical or something. Im guessing it'll make the merpeople lethargic or something?"
Once finished, they left the lakeside and were walking back to the castle "How are we going to know if it worked?" Susan was the one asking now.
Harry shrugged again "I trust my mum, Im sure we'll be fine by the time the task rolls around."
An ear splitting scream made the trio turn around. The single scream soon became a chorus, as the other students that had been lounging around the lake were all staring at the body of water in horror.
The trio shared a look before they walked back to see the fruits of their labor.
It was a massacre. Bodies upon bodies were floating up to the surface, dead mermaids with looks of agony etched on their faces. Many of them had their hands at their throats as if they had suffocated. As the crowd grew, more and more corpses were floating up, and it wasnt just the mermaids. The grindylow, the fish, all of them were surfacing with glassy faraway looks.
Lavender tapped Harry on the shoulder and pointed at something on the other side of the lake. The famous giant squid was on its side, so massive that it displaced many of the corpses out of the lake and onto terrified students.
Harry had to stop himself from breaking down in laughter at this scene.
Soon the staff started running in to see what the commotion was about. Not even Dumbledore could keep his composure at the chaos that had unfolded. Madame Maxine, who had rushed up next to him, fainted on the spot. Everyone in the vicinity witnessed her tip over in slow motion, frozen in place. Her entire gigantic frame fell right on Dumbledore's leg, which snapped with a sickening crack as the headmaster tumbled to the floor under the half-giant's weight.
"MERLIN'S BLOODY LEFT TESTICLE, SOMEONE HELP!" Dumbledore yelled. McGonagall and Karkaroff rushed over and tried to move Maxine off him to no avail.
"USE YOUR BLEEDING WANDS FOR FUCKS SAKE!" he screamed.
Harry wished he had some popcorn on hand. His mother was the most brilliant witch in the world, she deserved triplets.
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"OHHHH master, you are truly a benevolent god!" Fleur exclaimed, showering him in kisses as they all sat in the room of requirement a few hours later. The room was set up as a classroom. Harry was currently leaning on his teacher's desk with Fleur wrapped around him while the other girls sat in front of him. "You 'ave smitten zes merpeople so wonderfully" she kept up the kisses to Harry's face and neck as the other girls looked on with amusement.
"I have to say Potter, I didn't think you had the constitution for genocide. You know, we don't have to stop at the lake…" Daphne had a hungry look in her eyes as she trailed off.
"Isn't this… kind of a bad thing… what we did?" Susan asked meekly, her face downturned as she was clearly nervous to be speaking up.
Everyone else in the room shared looks before breaking out in laughter.
"Oh Susan get off it. So some fish people died. They lived in the ocean, their lives weren't that great anyways." Lavender assured her.
"Lake." Harry interjected.
"Huh?"
"They lived in a lake, not the ocean."
"I mean, Daphne is calling it genocide and we're just sitting here gloating about it, does that make us the bad guys?" Susan continued, starting to feel a pain in her chest.
"There is no good or evil, only power and those too weak to seek it." Astoria recited.
"Awwww you sound so damn cute saying that." Lavender pinched the young girl's cheek. Astoria slapped her hand away and glared.
Harry whistled "Man, Daphne you have done a number on that girl. Gotta say im proud of you," he tipped his head to the elder Grengrass sister who simply smirked smugly.
"Proud enough to let me eradicate some lesser beings?" she fluttered her eyes for effect.
Harry shook his head in amusement, "Tell you what, give me a list of options and then we'll talk about it."
Susan's eyes were now like dinner plates. What would her auntie say if she knew she was involved in these type of things?
"Susan, its fine. What we do is all part of my master plan. We do it for a reason not just for shits and giggles. Trust me, baby."
Susan felt relief wash over her. If this was all part of Harry's plan then it was fine. Harry was her master and if he didn't think it was wrong then it must not be.
Satisfied that Susan was cowed, Harry looked at his watch. "Dinner's coming up and Dumbledore's probably gonna give a speech, so lets get to it girls."
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A tense silence permeated the Great Hall as the schools sat at their tables, eating their meal in silence. Fleur had her head on Harry's right should, refusing to detach herself from his side.
Dumbledore stood, sporting a massive cast on his leg. A few seats away Madame Maxine was staring down at her empty plate in shame. The hobbled headmaster cleared his throat before speaking.
"This has truly been a trying year, we've lost some of our own, we've gone through many hardships." Dumbledore took a seething breath, "I myself have just discovered that I am allergic to skelegrow and pain relief potions, so I will have to endure this recovery the muggle way..." he grit his teeth "...truly this year has been a terrible, horrible, hell on earth."
"Albus!" McGonagall whispered through her teeth to the headmaster. Dumbledore looked like he was this close to snapping, but he took a deep breath and soldiered on.
"Today's tragedy at the lake notwithstanding, the tournament must go on as planned. The second task will be held this Saturday at the edge of the forbidden forest. Champions, whatever insight you have gleamed from your eggs still applies." Harry could have sworn Dumbledore gave him a particularly withering glare, but he maintained a neutral expression.
He was leaving the great hall with Lavender in tow when fake Moody made a beeline towards them. They 'accidentally' bumped shoulders.
"Watch were yer going laddy, you need constant vigilance or else you might run right into a spider's web!" With a purposeful nod the fake professor kept on walking.
"Wow, this must have really screwed up his plans; that was super contrived." Harry gawked as they continued up to their dormitory.
"What did he mean by the spider web thing though?" Lavender was genuinely confused, bless her heart.
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Harry was sure that between his skill and Fleur's powers they could take on a bunch of acromantula, but why leave it to chance? Besides, Daphne had done a lot of good work recently and she deserved a reward, so Harry had moved up her ascension. The psychopathic beauty became giddy when Harry told her his plan. She had been studying rituals with Hermy for months, and she knew just the one for this occasion.
The only thing they needed was a virgin, and Harry knew which one he wanted. He had asked Fleur if Gabrielle would be able to come to Hogwarts by that evening.
"Master, when I tell her she will want to be here in an instant, what will be tough is holding maman off from coming with her."
Harry licked his lips. As enticing as it was to have a piece of Apolline Delacour, they were on a tight schedule and he knew he would have her soon enough.
So it was that two days before the task, they set another ritual up. Harry, Daphne and Hermy spent all afternoon preparing it, Daphne was on cloud nine.
"Potter, how have you kept this place from me so long?" she chided as she spun in place for the umpteenth time to bask in the glory of the room. Some girls got off from flower petals leading to a bed, Daphne got off from musty old chambers filled with dark magic.
"I mean honestly after second year I didn't really give this place much thought." Back then he hadn't really been in the business of evil or world domination, so he'd simply swept the chamber of secrets away. This year had been so eventful the place hadn't crossed his mind, a clear oversight on his part.
They had discovered that behind the statue of Salazar Slytherin there was a small library of ancient tomes, which Daphne almost fainted over. Harry had to remind her to stay on track. Right now they had Hermy setting up all the runes, using her own blood of course. They had blood replenishing potions, but Harry had noticed that Daphne didn't offer them to the elf until she was right at the point of unconsciousness.
Back in second year Harry had found a diary in a girls bathroom. The thing was reeking with dark magic, and when he wrote in it and something answered back he knew the thing was dangerous. Probably wanted to suck his soul out or something. He was able to lead Tom Riddle along up to the point where he led him to the Chamber of Secrets and the basilisk within.
Harry had the snaked bite right through Tom's diary; he still remembered its ear piercing shriek as it bled its guts out on the snake's mouth.
Harry was now the master of a millenia old giant basilisk, but at the time he hadn't thought of any practical use for it. Wasn't like there was any benefit to killing random students just for fun, even if it was fun.
"The work is done master, mistress." Hermy panted out, her face was dangerously pale as she stood on wobbly knees, having painted the final rune with her blood.
"Took you long enough." Daphne spat "Now scram, don't want your uglyness disrupting my moment of glory." she waved her off and Hermy obliged, popping off back to Potter manor.
Harry looked down at his watch, it was dinner time. Lavender and Susan had not wanted to witness the nasty old ritual or be in the evil chamber, so the two were keeping each other company in the room of requirement. The others should be arriving any moment.
As if on cue, footsteps could be heard near the entrance. Harry licked his lips as three gorgeous women came into view.
Fleur was leading the other two by hand, looking like a grade school teacher bringing students out for lunch. To her right, Astoria was her usual cute little self, walking with confidence and looking around the chamber with awe. To Fleur's other side was the star of the show. Gabrielle was smaller than Astoria somehow; her skin was much paler than Fleur's, her alabaster skin and blonde hair making her look like something out of a fairy tale. Her petite frame was still undeveloped, but Harry knew she would grow to be just as much of a bombshell as Fleur.
By far her most notable feature were her eyes. While Fleur's eyes were also light blue, Gabrielle's were strikingly so, almost looking inhuman. Her eyes were huge and the lightest, brightest blue Harry had ever seen, it was impossible not to be absorved in them when first looking at her.
Gabrielle was giddy, skipping in her walk as she was finally able to meet her god. She was desperately trying to break loose from her sister's grip and throw herself at Harry. Fleur stopped them just a few feet in front of Harry and Daphne immediately began to move. "Right, so lets begin…"
Harry put a hand out to stop her "Now now Daph, we have plenty of time to perform the ritual, lets savor it first."
Fleur and Astoria giggled as they saw a vein almost pop in Daphne's forehead. Gabrielle was laser focused on Harry and was completely unaware of anything else around her.
"Are you serious Potter?"
"I am, do you question me?" Harry said firmly, reminding Daphne of who was in charge here. "How about this, we're going to play a little game, if you win we'll get right on to the ritual."
Daphne nodded stiffly as Harry waved her over to join her sister's side. She obliged, though she stomped her feet like an eight year old on the way over. Harry bit his lip, he had to admit he loved her bratty, bitchy attitude.
With the two pairs of sisters lined up in front of him, Harry took a second to bask in the beauty in front of him before speaking.
"This'll be simple, one sister will have to lick the other sister to orgasm, if the Grengrasses win we get on with the ritual, if the Delacours win they get worship their master's cock together."
Fleur and Gabrielle shivered with lust at the announcement, while Daphne grinned triumphantly; Astoria was the queen of fellatio, they would win this thing easily.
Harry raised a finger "It'll be the older sister eating the younger one out… begin!"
Daphne was frozen in the spot at Harry's last words. Meanwhile, Fleur and Gabrielle had almost collided with each other in their eagerness. Little Gabby laid on the floor, her little blue sundress hiked up as her sister sucked on her outer pussy lips. Fleur's right hand had pulled down the strap of her sundress, and she began tweaking the little veela's flat chest.
Realizing what was happening, and growling at Astoria for doing nothing to help her, Daphne tackled her little sister aggresively. She pulled her panties down and buried her face in her little cunt, the first time she'd ever eaten her sister out.
Daphne was blinded by rage, she was not at all delicate with her sister, painfully tweaking her nipples and even biting her poor little clit. Astoria acreamed in sharp pain but she also felt immnense pleasure from this. Daphne hadn't meant to, but in her harshness she was pulling ahead in the contest. Fleur was expertly licking her baby siter's folds, running her tongue up and down Gabrielle's delicate lips while her index finger worked its way in and out of her little hole. Fleur's tongue began to lightly lap at Gabrielle's clit, causing the tiny veela to arch her back in pleasure.
Daphne was digging her nails into her sister's thighs while she continued to roughly fellate her. A lot more teeth than necesarry joined in with her tongue as she assaulted Tory's tiny cunt.
Harry shook his head. This was way too close for comfort. He had already been stroking his meay watching this little show so it was a simple thing to walk up behind the unsuspecting Daphne, who was on all fours and had not worn panties under her skirt. Harry knelt behind her and quickly pushed his cock into her tight heat.
Daphne gasped into Astoria's pussy at the sudden intrusion. Harry began to pound her hard, enough to throw the slytherin off for a few seconds. She tried regrouping, dazedly lapping at her sister's cunt while Harry, now holding her firmly by the hips, fucked her raw and hard.
Daphne knew she was being set up to lose, but she wouldn't go out without a fight. She grabbed her sister by the hips and pulled her hard into her face, abandoning all technique and simply licking madly at her sister's folds. At the same time she pushed back against Harry as hard as she could. Harry gave out a little grunt in suprise at her first push, but then with determination he began to truly pound her hard, crushing his pelvis against her ass with force. His large cock almost seemed to become even bigger in Daphne's pussy, stretching her out to painful levels as her tightness hugged his cock like a vice.
It was closer than it had any right to be, but in the end Fleur's skill and Harry's interference gave the veela sisters the win. Gabrielle screamed out in orgasm a solid ten seconds before Astoria did the same.
"Good job girls, now come over here." Fleur and Gabrielle crawled over to Harry, who had grabbed Daphne by the waist and pulled her onto his lap in a sitting position. Daphne bit her lip hard as she bounced on Harry's thick cock, head thrown back as Harry kissed her neck and tweaked her nipples.
Fleur and Gabrielle were on each side of them and began suckling Harry's balls. Harry shuddered as he felt Fleur's heavenly tongue on one side and Gabrielle's absolutely delicate tongue on the other. Both sisters slobbered over his balls. Gabrielle, wanting to prove herself, boldly moved up from his nuts and began licking the shaft, catching Daphne's clit everytime the slytherin princess sat down on her master's cock.
This proved to be too much for Daphne, who shuddered uncontrollably as she came, her walls spasming around Harry's cock.
Harry gripped her waist Hard, trying his hardest not to come with two veela servicing him and a hot cunt convulsing around him. Daphne's orgasm finally subsided and Harry pushed her off, letting her collapse on the floor.
Harry stood up and looked down on little Gabrielle, who stared up at her master with eyes full of worship. Those damn gorgeous eyes. Fleur came up from behind her sister and lifted the little girl up by her legs, holding her wide open to receive her master.
Harry's meat was like a heat seeking missile, throbbing red hot and desperate to reach her tiny little cunt. Harry and Fleur both walked towards each other and met at the middle, with Harry's steely hardness plunging into Gabrielle in one swift push. It felt obscene the way his massive cock split Gabby's tiny little slit in half. Her pussy felt like nothing else, in that first stroke Harry almost felt like his soul wanted to lift up from his body, the sensation was that overwhelming.
Gabrielle let out the cutest mewl he had ever heard, which gave him goosebumps. Harry wrapped his arms around Fleur's ass as Gabby wrapped her legs around him. He was buried as deep as he possibly could be in her little veela pussy, this might be the happiest moment of his life. Harry began pumping slowly in and out as Gabrielle gasped and yipped like a puppy as he fucked her raw. Harry brought his head down to hers and took her in for a steamy kiss, her soft ruby red lips feeling velvety soft against his own as his tongue dominated hers. His hands were squeezing Fleur's ample ass hard as he began to fuck her little sister more roughly.
As this was going on, the runes around the room began to glow blood red. Daphne had recovered enough to scramble to her spot, jumping with glee as her wishes would finally be fulfilled. Astoria had scooted over to a corner and simple touched herself while observing the show.
Harry only took a slight glance at her before returning to heaven. Gabby and Fleur were each nibbling at each side of his neck, making him shiver in pleasure. Gabrielle was already on her third orgasm, and the girl was a squirter. Her juices were flowing freely down his ballsack and onto his feet as Harry's pounding became frantic. His hands were squeezing the life out of Fleur's asscheeks as the two Veela bit hard on either side of his neck.
Harry exploded inside of her walls, flooding her poor little pussy with way more cum than it could handle. His meat was so oversized compared to her pussy that he was worried his pulsating cock would actually tear up the little girl's insides. Gabby let out a shriek muffled by Harry's neck as she had her most intense orgasm yet. Fleur had moved back from Harry's neck and was peppering the back of Gabby's neck with light kisses as the girl shuddered between her two lovers.
The runic circle around Daphne glowed, first in a bright white light and then in a sickly green. Behind the far wall, a loud hiss could be heard as the basilisk began to be affected by its own runic circle.
The ritual went by rather quickly for something so monumental. By the time the trio had recovered from their escapades, the lightshow was over and the runes had dissapeared. Harry raised his head to witness Daphne's new look.
She was taller now, about Fleur's height, with her body becoming even more slender. Her skin was a weird hybrid of flesh and beautiful emeral scales. Her legs had become longer and were now a bigger proportion of her body. Her hair had gone from dark brown an inky pitch black. She had slit pupils with yellow eyes and her nose had almost disappeared.
Daphne was inspecting herself with glee, and Harry knew he'd have to rein her in heavily lest she went out and killed a bunch of firsties before he told her she couldn't.
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Daphne didn't need a glamour, as she could freely morph between her 'human' and snakewoman forms. This meant she had four different forms now, as she also had her black mamba animagus form and she could now transform into the giant basilisk. She also had the basilisk's death stare in her snakewoman form, among other abilities she was still experimenting with. Needless to say, she rubbed her power and ability to change forms without a glamour in Lavender's face.
One huge drawback she hadn't thought about was the fact that Harry was a parselmouth. In any of her snake forms, all Harry had to do was speak in parseltongue for her to mindlessly follow his every command; without protest or free will. For the fiercely independed Daphne who cherished the illusion of free will she still had this was highly embarassing, which amused Harry to no end.
The morning of the second task the entire hall was abuzz in anticipation. As everyone was finishing up their breakfast, Ludo Bagman stood up from the staff table and cleared his throat. The man looked rather nervous as he addressed the students.
"N-now, due to unfortunate circumstances regarding certain elements of the second task that we were unable to coordinate in…"
Bagman jumped in his chair as he felt a kick to his back. Dumbledore had kicked him with his good leg. The headmaster had taken to reclining on a conjured imperial looking couch behind the head table. The headmaster had lost more and more of his decorum since the injury.
"R-r-right, we couldn't come to an understanding with the spiderfolk." Bagman spit out "Thankfully, the tournament organizers came up with a third contingency, and so the second task will begin right now, right here in the great hall!" He tried adding a little pizzaz in the end but everyone was simply staring at him in confusion.
"What do you mean right now?" Cedric voiced.
"Champions, step right up!" With a wave of his wand, Bagman conjured up four stools between the head table and the house tables. Hesitantly, the four champions stood from their tables and sat on the stools. Fleur scooted hers over until it was right up against her master's.
"Now, the second task entails a rigurous test of mental strenght! You will be answering queries on important historical topics…"
Harry furrowed his brow "A pub quiz?"
"What?" Bagman asked him confused.
Harry shook his head "Never mind."
"Anyways, the rules are simple, the first champion to answer ten questions correctly will win full marks, the other three will be scored based on how many questions they answered correctly!" Again Bagman tried to spice this up a little, but the sea of blank and dissapointed faces staring back told him it wasn't working. They were definitely not going to like this next part.
"Now, our quizmaster for this task will be someone with supreme knowledge of fact, lets give it up for Professor Cuthbert Binns!"
A loud groan swept through the Great Hall as the ghostly professor slowly floated in from a wall and drifted towards a podium next to Bagman's. A few elder Slytherin students stood up and headed for the doors, but the doors to the stairwell would not budge. Seeing this, a group of Hufflepuffs tried to leave through the front entrance, only to find this door was locked too.
"What the bloody hell! Let us go!" A slytherin yelled.
Dumbledore stared at them with cold eyes "No one leaves until the task is complete" he hissed. The other teachers and tournament staff looked at the hesdmaster with fear. Harry wondered wether he'd inadvertently broken the Headmaster.
"Albus surely students can leave if…" McGonagall tried to reason.
Dumbledore turned towards her with a stony look "No one leaves." he turned back towards the front, "You may begin Cuthbert."
Binns took this cue and immediately jumped into his first question "During the 1452 fall of Goblanstinople, what metal made up 5% of the alloy used to create the cannon that the Turkic wizards used to breach the city walls?"
The silence in the room was deafening. After 20 seconds of the champions sharing bewildered glances, a ghostly buzzer sounded.
"The answer was ionized goblin silver."
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Forty minutes had passed. Forty agonizing, tortorous minutes. None of them had gotten a single question right. Cedrick had attempted to answer one but he had been incorrect. One group of students had tried blasting away the front entrance doors to no avail, another group had tried levitating a student out through the high windows. They all failed.
After a while students tried holding conversations to distract them from the existential dread, but with a crack of his wand Dumbledore silenced them and forced them all to watch the task being performed.
"What breed of chickens were used for augury during the Roman Republic circa 214 BCE?"
harry finally snapped "I forfeit!" He yelled. Gasps echoed throughout as Harry made his daring aannouncement. The other champions took his lead and immediately piped in with the same announcement.
"You can't do that! Someone has to answer ten questions correctly!" Dumbledore growled. The staff and tournament officials shared frantic looks and nods were exchanged. Bagman cast a sonorus charm as Madam Pompfrey ran over to the headmaster.
"AMAZING, MISTER POTTER HAS DISCOVERED THE WAY OUT OF THE TRAP! AND WITH THAT THE SECOND TASK IS OVER!"
Dumbledore was about to yell out in dissent when Pompfrey quietly stabbed him with a needle filled with a muggle sedative. The dosage was a little excessive, but it did its job and had the headmaster knocked out in seconds.
"That was close, we could have had all lost our minds!" Karkaroff hissed.
"Dumbledoore haz lost ze picture!" Maxine was fanning herself. McGonagall and Flitwick were unlocking the hall as students flooded out. The champions left as well, not caring to wait for the official scoring. In the middle of it all, a dissappointed Binns kept announcing that they weren't even a quarter of the way trough his questions.
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The next few days were tense. No one had seen the headmaster around. Many students were so traumatized that they would not even approach the great hall, forcing McGonagall to allow the elves to deliver food to the common rooms and dorms. It took about four days for them to be able to assemble the student body in the great hall again. They were forced to keep every door wide open.
Once the unease had settled and everyone was hesitantly tucking into their meal, McGonagall stood and cleared her throat.
"I have a few announcements to make." she waited for everyone to focus on her "As you all know, the second task ended in a rather… rushed manner. I would like to oficially announce that all four champions have been awarded 50 points."
Polite clapping filled the room. Harry grumbled under his breath, he'd been the one to figure out how to escape, he should have gotten extra points.
After the clapping faded Minerva continued, "Now, in other news. Headmaster Dumbledore has taken a leave of absence as he recovers from his physical and emotional injuries. I will be acting headmistress for the rest of the school year."
Dead silence followed, though most everyone was relieved. Harry grinned as this meant he could do whatever the hell he wanted with little to no repercussion.
Chapter 7Chapter TextThe day of the third task was fast approaching, also known as the day of Harry's completion.
They had all deduced that whatever Voldemort was planning, he would do it during the task. After Harry and Fleur were shown the maze and learned that the triwizard cup would be at its center, it was fairly easy to piece together that fake Moody would turn the cup into a portkey to bring Harry to the dark lord. It also followed that Voldemort would use Harry in some sort of ritual to regain his body.
After some research, Daphne and Hermy were able to pinpoint the exact ritual Voldemort would be using, and Harry had the two of them and his mum work on some adjustments. He had initially meant to kill Voldemort during his own ritual, but he came up with an even better idea. There was enough room for two rituals on his ascension day.
Narcissa had been deftly undermining the ministry, helped along with the great blackmail material Nymphadora was providing her. She had the inside channel to Fudge's administration, and the man was such a weakling that it would be child's play to make him capitulate once Harry was complete.
There had been a little scare. One piece on the chess board that Harry had thought dealt with made a move the day before the third task.
Harry and Lavender were leaving charms and heading down to lunch. Harry was agonizing over whether he should have a threesome with Lavender And Fleur, fuck Daphne and Astoria out in the shrieking shack or maybe make it a Susan and Lavender threesome in the kitchens? Ever since Dumbledore had left Harry had thrown caution to the wind.
His thoughts were interrupted when someone tapped him on the shoulder. Harry looked over to see it was some younger Hufflepuff boy. The boy held out a note "McGonagall told me to give you this Harry." he said nervously.
Harry grabbed the paper from him and nodded him off. It was in McGonagall's handwriting, asking him to meet her in the headmaster's office.
Looking back, he should have been more cautious, but he was riding high. He thought he'd already won. He shrugged and told Lavender he'd catch up with her later.
Walking towards the gargoyle statue, he passed by a second year Gryffindor girl who was staring at him unabashedly. Harry raised an eyebrow as he stared back, and the little bitch winked at him! She had black curly hair down to her shoulders and dark, seductive brown eyes with thick eyebrows. She looked to have a tight little body under those Hogwarts robes as well.
Harry turned back around and decided to file her away for later. Right now he had to see what exactly McGonagall wanted. He reached the gargoyle and it sprang aside without him having to give the password. Shrugging again he simply walked up the circular staircase and reached the headmaster's office. The door was already cracked open so he simply walked in and…
Came face to face with Albus Dumbledore. The headmaster was leaning back on his chair, his leg cast laid out on top of the desk as the old man casually pointed his wand at Harry. He looked disheveled and unkempt. He was sporting a hospital gown instead of his usual flowing robes. He looked completely the part of an escaped mental lunatic. But his eyes told Harry another story, Dumbledore's eyes were lucid and focused, and they had the young incubus rooted to the spot.
"Come on in Harry, have a seat." he said calmly.
"Head…Prof…" Harry sputtered as the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He wanted to teleport away right now. But he needed to be cautious. The headmaster could have all types of traps set up for him. The castle itself was ultimately under Dumbledore's control, he was in enemy territory.
"Lets cut the bullshit Harry. Now sit." he made a gesture and a chair pushed behind Harry and forced him down onto the seat. Harry grit his teeth at the show of disrespect but stayed put. None of Fleur, Daphne or Lavender could get here fast enough. The only one he could summon instantly was Hermy. Maybe if he had her teleport Dumbledore away?
"When I was just a little bit younger than you, Harry, I woke up one morning and decided to plan out my day…" Dumbledore had grabbed a lemon drop and was staring off into space as he sucked on it. Harry stared fixedly at the old man's wand hand, pointed firmly at him.
"Mind you my boy, I'm not saying I simply made a list of tasks and then completed them. No no I was far more ambitious, I decided to plan out the rest of my day down to the minute, to the second. To control every aspect of the next sixteen hours."
He stroked his long beard "I was successful, easily. Because I was different, better. I've always been."
"That day sparked my passion for planning, for control. As I grew older, my designs became grander, I began to include others. I became the director of a play, the entire world was my stage and the people around me unwitting actors, perfectly playing out the parts I had set out for them."
Now Dumbledore turned to look squarely at Harry "As I entered the third act of my life, I decided to create my magnum opus. It began in 1938 with a young man named Tom Riddle, and it was to come full circle sixty years later with another young man destroying the greatest evil the world had ever seen." He sighed "I was humble, I cast myself in a supporting role. I even decided that I'd exit stage left just before the climax."
Harry was staring now in shock as Dumbledore continued with his screed.
"The cracks began appearing when you were born. I knew there was something off, but I had already chosen you years before and I would not deviate. Then your mother survived that night when she shouldn't have, yet I deluded myself for another decade thinking it could be salvaged…"
"But now there is no way for your little production to be back on its path, it's too late, too much has happened." Harry was bolstered now. He realized that Dumbledore was no threat, not anymore. He was simply a dying animal flailing in his last moments.
The two men stared at each other for an eternal moment. A mental battle of wills between the old world that was dying and the new one about to burst fully formed from its corpse.
"I'm not delusional Harry, I know we're past the point of being able to stop what's coming. But Im still powerful enough to be a thorn on your side, and I know you'd rather spend your time indulging in the flesh over fighting an old man."
It was now Harry's turn to sigh "What do you want?"
"I want to keep Hogwarts. I want it to become an all boys school, and I want free reign over it." Harry balked in disgust at the headmasters demand "If the world is to be plunged into darkness and depravity, I want to enjoy it."
Not wanting to think too hard about why Dumbledore wanted an all boys school, Harry thought about the demand critically. It would be a pain to fight Dumbledore, but it wasn't impossible now, and would become much easier after tomorrow.
"That would be very dangerous for me, wouldn't it? What's stopping you from coming up with another one of your schemes to overthrow me?"
Dumbledore chuckled "You don't get it Harry." the headmaster brought his left hand out from behind his desk.
The hand was decrepit, blackened and dessicated. It looked like it belonged to a long mummified corpse. Harry flinched upon seeing it and looked up at Dumbledore questioningly.
"Harry, I knew the exact date of my death thirty years ago. I've been dosing myself with microscopic amounts of a specific poison since before you were born. Two years and three days from now, I will be dead."
"Why would you do that?" Harry asked incredulously.
Dumbledore shook his head "It's called method acting Harry. True commitment to the role."
…
The day was upon them. Everyone knew their part by heart at this point, or in Lavender's case her part was to follow along with what everyone else told her to do. Either way, it was all set in motion.
The afternoon before the task, Harry and Fleur were summoned to the same antechamber they had gone to after being selected champions. There they were greeted by Appoline, Gabrielle and Lily.
Lily immediately engulfed her son in a tight hug. Harry felt his mum's sexy milf body for the first time in almost a year and immediately got hard. He would never again go this long without feeling her against him.
Lily pulled back and punched him hard on the shoulder "Don't you ever neglect your mother like that again young man!" Stepping back close to him she whispered in his ear "Remember you promised mommy some babies." Harry growled lowly at this and squeezed his mum tighter. Just a few more hours, and he'd be able to fuck her in front of all these peasants with not a worry in the world.
Appoline was standing behind Lily in silent awe. She was meeting god, and god had use for her. He had an important task for her tonight, and she would not fail him.
Harry looked over Lily's shoulder and licked his lips upon seeing Appoline. She looked strikingly like Narcissa, actually. Which was a credit to Narcissa. Her features were softer than Narcissa's, her hair was cut into a shoulder length bob.
"Mrs, Delacour." Harry greeted, causing her eyes to light up even more in adoration. Harry moved Lily over to his left side and opened up his right arm for Appoline to crash into him for a very needy hug. Every second of contact with him was heaven to the older Veela.
Harry turned with his arms around both women and began walking out the chamber, ignoring the glazed eye looks from Cedric, Krum and their fathers.
Harry walked the halls with a MILF in each arm, one redhead and one blond, as well as two gorgeous veela girls trailing behind. He made a show of showing Appoline the castle, though really he was just barely holding himself in as they reached the room of requirement.
"Tell me Appoline, are you aware of your part in today? Are you ok with it?" Harry decided to ask, wanting that uncomfortable business out of the way.
Appoline beamed at him "Of course I do, mon dieu. It is ze greatest honor in the world that you would select me. I have already left my husband's corpse in ze manor, my life is forfeit to you my lord."
Harry grinned. The fanatical dedication these veela showed… and to think he would have an entire race of them for him to fuck!
They reached the room of requirement and the five of them quickly entered. It was a replica of the rooms at the Leaky Cauldron.
Once the door closed Harry needed only a split second to think. As absolutely enticing as Appoline was, he had really really missed his mother. With a thought he vanished all of their clothes and brought his hand down to Appoline's clit. He sent her a powerful jolt of magic and the woman screamed out and collapsed in on herself as she experienced the most powerful orgasm of her life. He then turned to Lily, who had already launched herself at him. Their lips collided in a desperate kiss as their hands roamed each other's bodies.
Meanwhile Fleur and Gabrielle collected their semi-comatose mother who was twitching on the floor, a flood of juices dripping from her pussy. Gabrielle knelt down and began lapping up her mother's cum from the floor leading her closer and closer to the source until she began licking Appoline's cunt in earnest. Fleur for her part stood over her mother and presented her perfect little quim to her. The older veela looked up at her daughter in adoration and deference, the girl was no longer her daughter but her goddess. She swiped her tongue up Fleur's crotch before swirling it around her clit.
Harry was fucking Lily into the ground. He was back to sucking on her large titties. He was holding her hands above her head as Lily's red hair was spread in a halo around her. There was nothing quite like the pussy that had birthed him, the first pussy he had ever fucked. He felt Lily convulse around him in orgasm and he let himself go, wanting to share their climaxes. Lily dug her nails into the back of his hands and hissed as Harry shot massive ropes of cum deep into her womb. His cock pulsed as he gripped her as hard as he could, willing his baby batter to impregnate her.
They lay there together, mother and son reunited as his seed burst into her womb. Harry wasn't done though, and he began moving his hips again. He rolled them over so that Lily was on top now, and his mum buried her face in his neck and began sucking at it, wanting to mark her son as her own.
Harry gave her slow and powerful strokes as his semi-hard cock, slick with their combined juices, stretched her cunt out to its limits.
"I love you mum! You're going to pop out your own granddaughters after I'm done with you." Harry gritted as Lily continued attacking his neck. His now fully hard rod was torture on her cunt as her pussy throbbed with every deliberate, powerfull thrust of his fuckmeat.
Lily gasped out "Only if we can fuck them together honey. I want to be there when you pop all their cherries."
Harry couldn't help it, shooting a blast of cum into her pussy. He controlled himself to stay hard, to contain the flood of cum that wanted to escape his balls. Lily for her part trembled as she felt more of her son's hot seed filled her up. Her quivering was taken to another level when a skilled tongue dove into her asshole and began licking at it hungrily.
Harry raised his head to see that Appoline was face deep in his mother's asshole, worshipping the redhead's anus and driving his mother to new heights of ecstasy.
He wasn't able to marvel at this view for long though. Suddenly his face was covered by a hot, musky cunt that was leaking juices into his mouth. He didn't hesitate to dart his tongue out and begin licking Fleur's delicate folds. The veela goddess was facing away from the other women and so Lily pushed her down and used her fingers to spread her asshole as wide as she could. Then she dove into her anus, sucking and tonguing her desperately.
With his cock resting inside his mother and Fleur riding his face. He wondered for a second what Gabrielle was doing. Perhaps she was behind her mother? His doubts were answered when he felt a small mouth capture one of his balls and begin sucking on it, moving her tongue around frantically.
He felt a hand pull his cock out of Lily and he almost wanted to protest. Then his meat was engulfed by a brand new cunt.
Harry couldn't see, but through tact he could figure that Appoline had turned around and was now riding him reverse cowgirl. The mature Veela's pussy was exquisite, and it seemed that serving her god was driving the woman crazy as her pussy convulsed in orgasm almost immediately after Harry penetrated her. Still she continued riding him as this orgy of flesh continued on. Gabrielle was licking everything in sight; his balls, his shaft, her mother's clit and cunt. Lily was now fully focused on Fleur's anus and was grinding her pussy against Harry's abdomen, who was lapping up Fleur's juices as the blonde came buckets from the stimulation.
Their little symphony trudged on for a few more minutes until they all reached their crescendo at once. Gabrielle was frantically fingering her cunt and she came violently as Appoline rode out a final earth-shattering orgasm around Harry's cock, who finally couldn't contain himself and blasted the veela's womb with torrents of cum. Lily, feeling all the vibrations around her, shuddered in her own orgasm as she brought herself to completion on Harry's torso. Fleur completed the chain as she became the outlet of all their combined orgasms, screaming out shrilly as she flooded Harry's face with her girlcum.
And to think, the day had barely begun.
…
"AND WELCOME TO THE THIRD AND FINAL TASK! THE RACE FOR THE CUP IS ON!"
Harry and Fleur were relaxed as the four competitors stood outside the maze. Waiting for the starting gun. Cedric was tense, but Krum simply had a glassy look on his face as Harry saw fake Moody in the distance with his wand out.
Harry took one last glance at the stands, where his girls were cheering him on. Well, Daphne was in the forbidden forest in he basilisk form, killing the centaurs (she'd said she needed to blow off steam before the big night), but everyone else was there and clapping for him.
The starting gun sounded and the four champions ran into the maze.
Harry walked for about thirty seconds inside the tall hedges before popping away towards Fleur. He grabbed her hand and teleported them directly to the center of the maze.
The triwizard cup was on its pedestal, glowing an ethereal blue light that bathed the greenery surrounding it.
Harry pulled a pendant from his pocket and tapped it. His own portkey transported everyone instantly to the maze. Narcissa, Tonks and Hermy had been standing by in Potter manor and now joined the rest of Harry's girls.
"This is our moment. The moment we plunge this world into eternal darkness." Daphne smiled greedily at the thought.
"And look sexy as hell doing it!" Lavender exclaimed, earning a laugh from everyone else and a grumble from the slytherin.
With a nod from Harry, all eleven of them reached out and touched the triwizard cup. They felt a pull as they were instantly whisked away from the maze.
Out in the stands, the schools had no idea that the cup had already been reached. They were staring at the high hedges, unable to see anything and wondering why exactly they had all gathered here to watch this.
One person who was occupied was Barty Crouch Jr.
The fake Moody was fully concentrated, gripping his wand under his coat as he directed Krum around the maze, trying to find Diggory and Delacour. The man who had been yelling constant vigilance for the past school year was fully distracted by his task.
The crowd were sitting in wooden stands, and right under Moody, the Weasley twins were quietly fishing out his flask from his coat pocket. Fred and George were holding back their giggles as they pulled out a purple vial.
Harry had dared them to prank Moody by changing his hair color during the task. Always up for a challenge, the twins were surprised it had been this easy to nick the hyper-cautious professor's flask. Fred quickly poured the contents of the vial in the flask and sloshed it around before putting it back inside his coat pocket.
Moody felt the weight of his flask as the twins dropped it back in. He suddenly jolted back to reality and began feeling his coat as the twins scurried away under the stands, another successful prank under their belts.
Crouch finally located his flask and decided he might as well take a swig while he was at it, his mind focusing back on controlling Krum through the maze. He couldn't bloody find anyone.
The liquid the twins had dropped in would have turned his hair a rainbow color. But what the twins didn't know was that this harmless little potion had a very volatile reaction when in the presence of large amounts of polyjuice.
Moody took a swig and not a second passed before his body exploded. Screams rang out in the stands as gore covered those around the professor, bits and pieces of flesh and bone splattered all over the crowd.
…
At the graveyard in Little Hangleton, Wormtail had just received the signal from the recently deceased death eater. The rat animagus walked over to where his master was cradled, next to the cauldron that Wormtail had been tending to for the past hour.
"Crouch says the task just started master, it shouldn't be more than an hour or so."
Voldemort was about to answer his servant when a sudden wind picked up. Knowing what this meant, Wormtail picked Voldemort up off the cradle and turned to the landing site, where in a flash of light, eleven people appeared
There was an eternal moment of silence as Harry and his girls stared across the graveyard at Wormtail and the dark lord in his arms.
"KILL THEM WORMTAIL, SPARE ONLY THE BOY!"
Wormtail did not follow orders this time. Instead Voldemort was unceremoniously dropped on the floor as Peter turned tail and transformed into a rat.
On the other side, Daphne turned into a black mamba and sped off toward the scurrying rat. Wormail had almost made it to a thicket of bushes when large fangs sank into his flesh. The rat's dying screech carried farther than you would think as the snake thrashed his body around before throwing it into the dirt. Daphne then turned back into her human form, a satisfied smile on her face.
"I love those little quickies." she said as she licked her lips.
Baby-mort was suddenly encircled by the group. Harry loomed over his great enemy, a shadow of his former self.
"Enjoy this victory, Potter. But Lord Voldemort cannot be killed by the likes of you. I will return, and when I do my vengeance will be swift and cruel." this whole speech would have sounded a lot more menacing if Harry couldn't just stomp him out like a burning shrub.
"Who said I was going to kill you Tom?" Harry chuckled. He nodded and the girls began moving. With a wave of her wand, Narcissa dug a trench under the bubbling cauldron, sinking it into the ground.
"What do you think you're doing boy?" Voldemort hissed.
"That potion you have bubbling is perfect for a ritual, it'd be a shame to let it go to waste." Astoria handed Harry a long femur bone "Bone of the father right?" He chucked the bone into the green potion that began simmering and turned a deep red color.
"I hope you don't mind though, Tommy. I'm going to put my own spin on this." Harry approached the cauldron as Susan cautiously held up a dagger. She cut a slit down the side of Harry's arm and he began bleeding into the cauldron, "Blood of the master, generously gifted."
The potion began to swirl into a vortex once Harry's blood flowed in.
Meanwhile, Appoline was hugging her daughters, tears of joy streaming down their faces.
"Serve master well, I will be watching over you. Fleur, Gabrielle, continue to make maman proud!"
The two girls nodded and the older veela gave them one final squeeze before turning around. She walked up to her master and gave him a searing kiss.
"Thank you master, thank you so much for choosing me." she beamed at him and Harry smiled down at her.
"What is the meaning of this!?" Voldemort yelled, confusion and fear seeping into his voice as he tried to make sense of all this.
Appoline stripped off her clothing and knelt down to grab him. Voldemort began hissing and yelling in what became indistinguishable from the cries of a baby. Appoline didn't recoil at holding the grotesque homunculus. She simply began marching forward towards the cauldron.
"Its very simple Tom!" Harry's voice rang out over Voldemort's babbling "You've played the master, now it is time for you to serve your betters."
Appoline was now at the edge of the bubbling cauldron as Voldemort tried to sink his nails and teeth into her, anything to stop the veela. But nothing would stop her. Appoline didn't break stride as she stepped into the boiling liquid. She cradled Voldemort in her arms as they both sank in. The hissing of the potion reached a fever pitch. Steam burst forth all around, a mist forming over the entire graveyard as they all stood back and observed.
Harry felt a burning on his scar, but instead of being painful it was a pleasurable thrum. Whatever Voldemort had left inside of Harry all those years ago began to dissipate into him, allowing Harry's magic and soul to absorb it.
A green light began to glow in the fog. The graveyard was bathed in an otherworldly pulsing green fog.
Just as soon as it had started, a powerful gust of wind blew the fog away. The green light receded until it covered only the figure that stood in the center of it all.
More than any of Harry's creations, this one exuded power. It was almost as if her magic was coming off her like heat waves, thickening the air around her. She took a step forward and not another living thing dared move.
She raised a finger and in an instant five inky black masses came rushing in from all directions, crashing into her body and being absorbed inside her. The remaining pieces of her soul. Before she had been a fool, splitting her soul had made her weak, now she was as complete as she could be.
Harry began walking towards her. He had no idea if dark veela were a thing, but he'd definitely created one right now.
She had a dark green aura surrounding her. Her long, curly pitch black hair had green highlights running through it and was lush and deep. Her ends curled outwards, looking almost like tentacles in the darkness. Her skin was deathly pale, like that of a vampire. Her large breasts lay naturally against her tall, curvy frame.
They met in the middle, and as Harry stood in front of his new servant, she knelt down in reverence to her master.
"I am here to serve your every command, master." she said in a sultry voice.
Harry lifted her chin up to gaze into her eyes, one a blazing blue and the other a eerie yellowish-green.
"Tamara Riddle." Harry smiled down as she nodded in acceptance of the name. He grabbed her hand and she stood up. Touching her, Harry could feel the barely restrained magical force she commanded. There was no doubt she was the most powerful being on this earth.
She'd only be holding that title for a few more minutes.
Harry whipped his head around to the rest of his girls who still stood shell shocked around them. With a nod they all began to move once again.
Daphne turned into her snakewoman form. Lavender dispelled her glamour charm and her flowing white hair and blue skin were revealed to the world. Everyone undressed.
They worked in silent determination. Hermy was helping Lily and Narcissa in drawing the runic circles while everyone else stood on their marks. In just a few minutes, the graveyard was ready for one final ritual.
Tamara had moved away to her spot a few yards away and Harry now stood alone in the center. A large spiral galaxy of runes had been drawn all over the black dirt. All of his girls stood in staggered circles, planets orbiting their sun.
Or stars orbiting a black hole.
Hermy levitated a large wooden cross and planted it in front of Harry. She handed him a gold-tipped spear and popped away to stand on her spot.
"L-l-lily… what…"
Lily levitated the moribund Severus Snape over to her son. She asked to meet with him to 'reconcile' and then gave the git a spiked drink. He had spent all day transfigured into the sole of her shoe, and now it was time for him to play his part. The virgin sacrifice.
"P-P-Potter… you." the man tried gumbling at his most hated student. But he was barely conscious as he was forced up against the cross.
A low rumbling began to be felt in the ground under them as Harry stared up at the greasy haired man. He wasn't really looking at Snape, he was staring past him. He was gazing into the future.
Harry held his hand out, palms facing upward. He opened his hand to reveal three golden nails, each beautifully embroidered with runes. Harry held the nails up to his face and softly blew.
The nails shot off as if out of a cannon. Snape rasped out a yell of agony as he was impaled by a nail in each wrist and the other nailed both his feet to the cross.
Blood began to leak from the man. Not just from his wounds but from his face. A crown of cuts crisscrossed Snape's forehead.
Harry held the spear firmly and sank it into Snape's side.
Miles away, trees shook and houses trembled. Many people glanced out their windows in terrified awe as they witnessed a large explosion. A blinding white light followed by a shock wave and a fireball. It was like a nuclear bomb had gone off.
If only that was all it was.
…
The village of Little Hangleton was no more. Where once there had stood the old Riddle mansion and a collection of cottages, there was now a giant crater, many miles wide. In the center of it all stood the god of the new world.
With a thought Harry conjured up an ornate mirror. He was taller now, six foot four by his estimation. When before he had had a wiry, athletic frame, he was now built like a rugby player. He had a thick, muscular upper body and neck, with tree trunks legs. His thick cock, now reaching cartoonish proportions, still stood out as it hung semi-flaccid down to his knees.
Harry could feel two fangs that had grown inside of his mouth. His emerald green eyes were still there, but the scar on his forehead was gone, replaced by a pair of small black horns that jutted from his forehead. He had a thin black tail ending in a pointed tip and had a massive pair of leathery black wings jutting out of his back.
Harry snapped his finger and the mirror shattered into a billion shards. He turned around as the shards flew away in different directions. Wherever each shard touched, the environment around it began to change. Scorched earth became white marble flooring, piles of dust turned into chairs and beds and fireplaces. Empty space became meticulously crafted stone walls.
Harry walked as his magnificent castle built itself around him. He stood on a strip of polished oak wood and let it lift him as it turned into the top rung of a grand staircase.
He looked down at the first floor of his manor and saw all his girls, laying in an unconscious heap as their new home was built around them. He stretched his hand out and beckoned with his index finger. Tonks came flying towards him. Harry caught the metamorph as he glided back from the staircase. He slid into a room, its mahogany door quickly constructing itself after he passed the threshold.
Tonks' eyes snapped open and she was the first to gaze into the eyes of her master in his full glory.
"M-M-Master!" Tonks quivered as Harry wrapped his wings around them, swooping down until her head was almost at the floor and giving her a searing kiss. Electricity ran through her body as her master claimed her mouth. Harry leaned back until they were vertical again. Hs wings retracted, folding in on themselves and then disappearing into his shoulder blades.
Tonks gasped as her gaze moved downward and she saw her master's monstrous new meat. Harry smirked as his now fully erect cock lined itself up perfectly with her entrance. With no preamble Harry shoved his massive cock into Tonks' waiting pussy.
The metamorph's eyes shot to the back of her head as this horsecock violated her cunt. She tried using her powers to adjust to its size but it didn't work, no matter how much she tried his cock pounded her tight little walls into oblivion all the same.
Harry pulled her towards him and kissed her again. Tonks' kept trying to use her powers but she couldn't control her morphing, her tits went from D cups to flat chested to GG and everything in between. Her hair was cycling through every color in the spectrum as Harry pounded his horsecock into her. He was bottoming out with half of his cock still to go, and Tonks almost felt like her brain was rattling with every push.
Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she lost all coherence. Her orgasm was unlike anything she'd ever felt before as she spasmed around Harry's gargantuan tool.
Harry pulled out and threw the newly passed out Tonks onto the bed. He waved the doors open and stepped out of the room.
Down the long hallway to the left was Narcissa, working two fingers into her pussy while she sucked on one of her large titties, giving him a seductive look. On the opposite end of the hallway was Daphne, her scales glinting with emerald highlights as she leaned against the wall with her legs wide open. Beckoning him towards her.
Harry smirked at this impromptu duel for his attention. He snapped his fingers and the hallway suddenly shrunk until it was the size of a broom closet. Both women stumbled at the sudden change and Harry caught them before they fell.
"Watch this" Harry concentrated and his cock vibrated before it split off into two, both still as massive as the original.
The two pureblood women gasped. Harry lifted them by the back of their necks and turned them facing each other. He expertly lined both of his cocks with each girl before swiftly pushing into their gushing heat.
Narcissa and Daphne hissed, both women began kissing each other as Harry thrust his cocks in and out of their pussies.
It was a new level of pleasure, to be able to fuck two women at once. Harry grabbed a breast each as he increased his rhythm. Daphne was the first to orgasm around his right cock, which somehow led his left cock to shoot off a massive load inside of Narcissa's pussy. The blonde came as her master filled her up
Harry pulled out of them and the two women rolled over, never breaking their kiss as Narcissa ended up on top of Daphne. Daphne spread her legs wider in an attempt to let some of Harry's cum leak into her own pussy.
Deciding to help them out, Harry snapped his fingers again.
"OHHHHHHHH!" Both women moaned in unison.
"What did you do Potter?!" Daphne hissed, her eyes closed shut as she couldn't content with the pleasure she was feeling.
Harry chuckled "I fused your cunts together, that way you can share all the cum I gave Narcissa. Every little move you make will run your clits together. Enjoy!"
Harry walked away as the two women began screaming in pleasure as they rolled around the floor, their pussies magically attached and all their sensitive areas rubbing up against each other. He'd given this one a 20 minute time limit, reasoning that they'd blow by any orgasm limit he set in no time.
The hallway expanded once again and Harry ended up on the far left. He began walking down the winding staircase until he reached a landing.
This room had massage beds, cushioned benches, couches and pillows strewn all over. The girls here had been busy while he'd been fucking his way down the mansion.
Lily, Fleur, Gabrielle and Astoria were in a heap in the middle of the room, passed out on top of the pillows as the other girls had clearly assaulted their still throbbing cunts until exhaustion. Around them Susan and Lavender were sweating profusely, having just finished driving the other women past the brink.
Harry raised an eyebrow. Susan blushed and put her head down in embarrassment but Lavender stood proud, pushing out her large tits in defiance "They had their fun today."
Harry chuckled as he walked up to his airhead girlfriend and pushed her up against a wall. Lavender grabbed onto his waist, squeezing his oblique muscles as Harry pushed both cocks into her ice nymph pussy.
Lavender felt like she was going to be split in half, with each of Harry's cocks curving outward inside her, stretching her past any reasonable breaking point. Then Harry began to thrust inside her and it truly felt like he was ripping her apart.
Harry sucked on Lav's massive tits as his dicks made short work of her. It didn't take long at all for her to shudder in exhaustion as a wave of orgasms hit her. Her legs were trembling as Harry gave her slow and measured strokes to extend her torture.
Finally he pulled out of her and turned to Susan, who was bent over on a massage bed, facing away from him and wiggling her backside invitingly. Her baby bump wasn't large yet but it was visible even from the back. Harry stepped towards her. With an adjustment his dicks realigned themselves vertically.
Susan yipped in surprise when she felt both her ass and pussy being entered at the same time. Harry gave his breeding sow no mercy as he pounded her from behind. Her massive tits swung wildly as her master fucked her, her fat ass bouncing back against Harry's torso. Harry put his hand to her belly, wanting to feel his child growing inside of her as he took her from behind.
Susan was holding on to the bed for dear life, her nails digging into the fabric as her master pounded her holes into oblivion. It wasn't long before she too succumbed to her full incubus master and she came miserably, her knees buckling as she collapsed on the floor.
Harry allowed her to slip from his cock as he turned towards the door. He exited the lounge room and walked down the narrow hallway, adorned with many pictures of Harry and his women's previous escapades.
At the end of the hallway there was a door. Harry turned the knob and pushed it open.
The small door opened up to a gargantuan room, a hall twice the size of the great hall. Tables dotted the space and the ceiling raised up towards the heavens. Where the ceilings at Hogwarts reflected the night sky, the ceiling here showed only the moon, looming massive and pulsating, eerily bathed in red light.
Harry stepped towards the center. A large shaft of moonlight illuminated his goal: a set of golden steps, leading up to his throne.
The massive throne sat opulently in the center of everything. As well as the light it was bathed in, swirling green energy was pulsing through the handrest and backrest. The throne itself looked to have been carved out of bone. It had a silver fur draped over it to serve as the cushion, dotted in leopard spots.
The throne sat nestled inside the massive jaws of a nundu skull, mouth agape as its fangs reached down to the floor.
Harry took it all in. But he especially took note of the woman sitting on his throne.
Tamara Riddle was staring down at him. She had draped the nundu pelt over herself, covering her torso.
Harry walked up the steps until he reached his glowing throne. Standing over her in all his glory. Tamara licked her lips and Harry's hand shot out to grab her throat.
She didn't struggle even as he constricted her airway. "Did you have fun, master? Are you ready for the main course?" A pitch black aura began swirling around her.
Harry descended upon her as her dark aura burst out and engulfed the entire room in inky blackness. Harry felt pressure emanating from her and chuckled. He squeezed her throat hard as he brushed away her aura. He waved and the fur was blown off, revealing her magnificent milky tits and perfect body.
Harry pulled her legs up so that her pussy was on the edge of the seat and then pushed both his cocks into her sopping cunt.
Tamara screamed in pain and pleasure, her nails digging hard into his back as her black aura receded. Harry growled as he bit down hard on one of her tits and he began to pound her into the throne at a desperate pace.
Slowly, and then quickly, her darkness receded and became more and more malleable. The jagged lines of her aura smoothed out as her master proved his dominance to her.
She began mewling as his two cocks stretched her hole past its breaking point. He was now sucking on her sensitive tits while she dragged her nails up and down his back. Drawing blood that began running down onto the throne.
In a swift motion Harry turned them around. He was now sitting on his throne and she was impaled on his cocks, riding him for all she was worth as her eyes rolled back. Harry had both hands gripping her neck. Her hands were twitching and the ground began rumbling as her magic went haywire. She threw her hands out and the room began to break apart, the stone splintering in multiple places.
Harry reached back and slapped her hard in the face, drawing blood from her lip. His hand then returned to squeeze at her neck even harder as his magic instantly fixed the damage to the room. He began to truly thrust into her with no care for her wellbeing, knocking her womb every which way.
It wasn't long before she reached her climax. An explosion of pleasure filled her body as she arched her back, Harry buried to the hilt inside her, allowing both his cocks to blast her pussy with his cum.
They would make powerful daughters.