Chapter 3: Luna Lovegood
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Harry Potter was leaning back in a nice comfy chair, completely nude with his legs spread. He let out a low groan as his erect length was being slowly serviced by the blonde between his legs. One hand was on one of the arms of the chair and the other was entangled in the hair of the blonde taking him to the base. He groaned softly with a buck and shudder before letting out a grunt and filling her mouth with his hot load.
He looked down as she swallowed eagerly, as if it was the tastiest thing in the world, looking up at him with those large silvery grey eyes. He slumped back with a huff as the last of his seed was lapped up. The witch between his legs licked her lips and his tip before smiling up at him.
"Always so tasty, aren't you Harry? I love how you always have so much for me. Makes me feel special." Luna Lovegood giggled before giving a cute eep as Harry leaned down to give her a kiss. Stroking her cheek after breaking apart.
"You are special, my little fairy, you know that." She giggled again and then was on his lap in the next instant, both of them groaning as she took him into her with one swift motion.
He was always surprised at how easily she took him. It wasn't that he was difficult to take, but she enjoyed him in her arse just as much, if not more than her pussy. He was certainly not complaining, and soon they were bucking and bouncing against each other. Her sweet, cute moans echoing in the room they were in. Harry always loved his nights with Luna, she always enjoyed things his other girls shied away from… anal sex being one of them.
As he rode with her into further depths of pleasure, he couldn't help but recall the first time they were together. It had been just before curfew on a Friday night.
[AN: This is going to be a pretty decently long flashback, more than likely most of the fic. I won't put it in Italics because I hate that if a segment is too long or something. Just a heads up to all my readers.]
Harry walked through the halls of Hogwarts, humming to himself as it was close to curfew, he knew he would be able to make it to the common room in time though. He was about to turn a corner towards his house tower when he heard his name being called from behind him. He blinked and turned, seeing none other than Luna Lovegood coming towards him. He smiled at her as she approached, waiting for her to get closer. He always liked Luna, she was a weird witch, but it was endearing to him. When she caught up to him she smiled up at him, eyes large and innocent.
"Hello, Harry Potter. I have been looking for you for almost two days now." Harry blinked, tilting his head.
"Luna, we have Charms together. I saw you yesterday, what are you talking about?" She giggled and waved it off.
"No, silly. I have been looking for you, to be alone. I have a very serious topic I need to talk with you about." For one of the few times since he met her, she had a serious look on her face. It looked out of place, but he nodded.
"Of course Luna. Come with me, I have a room I like to use to study when Hermione is on a warpath." She smiled at him serenely and he took her arm and walked to his room. He had commandeered said room and cleaned it up with the help of his two elven friends Dobby and Winky. He layered privacy charms on the door, walls, ceiling, and floor before directing her to one of the chairs. He sat opposite her and looked at her concerned.
"People aren't taking your stuff again, are they? I'll go into your common room myself if I have to." He frowned, he didn't like that she was still being bothered. She shook her head but had a serious look on her face.
"I have heard things from my fellow witches around the school. It's a topic I have been hearing for almost two years now." He nodded and she looked up at him, head tilted to the side. "Is sex really as amazing as they all say? They go on and on about how their boyfriends are 'great shags' and 'are hung like hippogriffs. I understand how sex works, Harry, but why would you want a guy to be so large? Wouldn't it reach your lungs?" There was no humor in her voice, no opportunity for her to go 'gotcha!' and laugh it off. She was completely serious and asking this of Harry.
The old Harry would have been stammering, coughing and be blushing like a tomato, but not this one. He laughed softly after being gobsmacked for a good minute or so. He shook his head and smiled at her.
"Oh, that's a good one, Luna. Thank you for that." He smiled and leaned towards her, forearms on his thighs. "Do you really want to know?" She nodded with a smile. "Alright. Well… sex is fantastic. Completely amazing, if you are with the right person. My first time was complete rubbish, but I was unprepared and I was not with someone I really knew." He cleared his throat, blushing lightly at the memory. "I've gotten better though, and I am sure with the right bloke you'll enjoy it. That help?" She nodded and leaned back, nibbling her lower lip in thought before looking at him.
"Alright, Harry, you've sold me. I'd like for you to make a woman out of me. I want to see what all the fuss is about. Even Cho Chang says she's done it a few times. Apparently, she is practicing for when she snags a boy who is 'husband material'." She shrugged softly and pressed on. "So, I think, as you are my friend, it would be best for you to take my first time. Shall we get started?" She stood up and took off her outer robes, starting to strip right in front of Harry. Before she could get far, however, Harry swiftly got up and stopped her hands.
"Oh, you want to do it? That's alright I suppose. You are going to see it anyway." She smiled and then spread her arms out a bit, looking at him. Harry shook his head and gave her forehead a kiss.
"Don't get me wrong Luna, you're a beautiful girl, but are you sure about this? There is no taking back your first time you know." She nodded and smiled at him again, taking his hands and placing them on her hips.
"Please, Harry. I trust you, and I know you'll make it special, won't you?" He gave her a nod and then let go of her, stepping back a step. She frowned in confusion until he tapped his chest right over his sternum three times. She gasped in surprise as the visage of Harry Potter before she changed. Oh, it was still Harry, but he was much more handsome. Taller, tan, and definitely fitter. She gave him a large grin and giggled. "Oh! What a wonderful surprise. I take it not many know?" He nodded and then she looked up at him, having to stand on her tiptoes to lean up and give him a kiss. He returned the kiss and held her at that level before he broke away.
"Let me show you a good time, Luna." She nodded and then he let her rest back on her feet. The first thing he did was kneel and help her out of her shoes. She had the right size this time, and they were both glad about that. He gave her feet a soft tickle just to hear that sweet little laugh of hers. He then stood and gave her another kiss. Hands starting to gently take the rest of her clothes off. The tie came off first, followed slowly by the buttons of her shirt and then the shirt. He gave her a soft kiss and smiled.
"I hope you don't mind, Luna, but you are not the only witch I have been with since I've been back." She was surprised but shrugged softly.
"If sex is as good as you say, why should you be restricted to one witch? Besides, you are entitled to more than wife, not to mention mistresses and everything." He blinked but nodded, having learned that over the summer. He gave her neck a kiss and was rewarded with a gentle sigh from the blonde witch, hands on her exposed belly and sides. Gently toying with the hem of her extra long skirt. He gave her neck a few nibbles and suckles before he pulled away.
"I have a few girls, and I always tell them what I am going to tell you" At her nod he went on. "When I get you completely naked, and I will soon, I am going to inspect your body. Not like I am judging you, but I learned that I have a good eye for what pleases a girl, and it helps. Are you OK with that?" She blushed but nodded, meeting his eyes and then looking away with a soft giggle. He gave her another kiss after lifting her chin and then went back to working on her clothes.
He took her bra off next, stroking her shoulders and sides softly as he put it on the chair she had vacated. He took a moment to admire her chest. She was not a large chested witch, few could measure up to Lavender or Susan, but she was not completely flat. He stepped around her and gently caressed up to her chest before he cupped her breasts in each hand. Her sweet gasp making him smile as he kissed her neck from behind.
"Hmm… 32B, I am guessing, am I right?" She nodded softly, and got a kiss on the neck before he gave each breast a gentle caress and stroke. His hands roaming down before he kneeled behind her. He un-zipped and un-fastened her skirt and let it drop. He helped her step out of it and then noticed that she was wearing an odd set of stockings. On her right leg alternated purple and pink horizontal stripes, and the other was red and yellow. He caressed her legs softly and then was surprised that her rump was completely bare. He felt and heard her gasp when he gave each of her cheeks a kiss.
"You naughty witch! Walking around school in no knickers. What would your father think, hmm?" He caressed her arse softly and stood, starting to slowly walk around her. Inspecting her body, cataloging every inch of her.
"Are you going to take off the stockings, Harry?" Her voice was soft, not meek and afraid, but gentle and aroused.
"No.. not at all. I do love a nice pair of stockings. They really make a girls legs stand out, I find them so sexy." He stepped to her and gave her a deep kiss, holding her body to his own before He started to undress himself. He did not go as slow as he did with her, he didn't want her waiting after all. Her eyes went slightly wide at his semi- erect length dangling between his legs. He gave her a wink and then another kiss, hands cupping her ass softly. After a good few minutes of making out she broke away and whispered.
"I never wear knickers, Harry… unless I am on my monthlies. Does that make me a naughty witch?" He nodded, giving her a salacious grin, surprised at her next words though. "I guess… that means you have to spank me, Harry." She blushed, wriggling her rump in his hands, giving a cute eep when he growled against her neck and gave her a gentle bite. Nibbling her neck before turning her head for a kiss. His voice thick and husky.
"Hmm… it's been almost three weeks since the start of term. That's 21 days… so I think 21 spanks, hmm?" She shuddered but nodded. He moved from her and sat down on the edge of the chair, patting his lap. "Assume the position, you naughty witch." She blushed at his words but did just that. Laying across his lap silently and then sighing when he caressed her ass. "You know what.. make it 22, nice and even, alright? Count for me, Luna." His first swat came without warning, and she yelped when she felt the bite of his strong hand.
"ONE!" She yelped again, just as high pitched as her other cheek was swatted. "TWO! T-Three! FOUR!" On and on it went, until her whole body shuddered as she literally moaned with a shuddering orgasm after. "T-Twenty two." She convulsed in delight at the last swat, her arousal evident as Harry's bare thigh was nice and wet from her release. He had been surprised when she started moaning between swats, he had heard of arousal by punishment, but he never expected it from Luna. He wondered what else she would be into, he would soon learn. She wriggled on his lap and looked up at him, tears from pleasure and the stinging pain running down her cheeks. Her smiled and his drenched leg told her him she was fine though.
"A-Am I punished e-enough for tonight, H-Harry?" She gasped in stinging delight as he gave her ass a squeeze and a gentle knead.
"For now, my naughty witch, but we're far from done, don't you agree?" She nodded and he helped her up, hands on her ass as he kissed her. He nibbled her lower lip and let out a gentle growl. "I am going to try something, Luna, I think you might like it, alright?" She nodded and then was bent over, hands on the back of the chair he had just vacated with her rump presented to him. She gasped again as he squeezed her ass and then felt an odd magical sensation spread from her little hole into her rump. She felt another sensation, this time physical as Harry spread her cheeks and started to lick and tease her little pucker. Harry Potter was pleasing her little arsehole, and she was enjoying it.
Harry had heard that it took a special type of woman to enjoy this, and he figured Luna would be that kind of woman (especially after her spanking). He made sure to clean her properly, but then he went to town on her little pucker as if he was eating out her pussy instead. His headedly kneaded her reddened cheeks as he used his tongue to suckle and slurp her sweet hole.
His tongue wriggled its way into her and he was rewarded with a sweet gasp of surprised pleasure. He alternated between licking, kissing, and sinking his tongue into her, for that extra bit of diversity. He even paused a few times to kiss her cheeks and give them a gentle nibble, and then went right back to her hole. He broke away and gave a soft grin.
"Make sure you grip the chair nice and tight, Luna. It's got a permanent sticking charm on the bottom, so it won't fall." She numbly nodded and then let out a surprised moan as he went back to licking her hole, but this time started speaking the sibilant language of the snakes. Her hole got a nice, hefty vibration as the magical language aided in making her body a quivering mess.
Her moans were frequent and peppered between her panting gasps as he continued to please her with his oral skills. Her ass was pressed against his face a little firmer as she let out a near shriek of delight as she gripped the chair and went through her sweet second release. He kept going until she was trying to pull away from him.
Muttering mostly to herself 'n-no more.. t-too much.' He did stop and then after a quick mouth-cleaning charm, he came up to give her a soft kiss. Pulling her to his lap where his length rested against her recently invaded rump. Nestled firmly between her sweet cheeks.
"Enjoy that, did you my little fairy?" She had her head against his chest, nodding lightly with a soft, happy giggle. "You let me know when you are ready for more, alright? The night is still young, and you came here for a reason." He teased her and she teased right back with a grind against his length against her cheeks. He caressed the small of her back and her sides softly as her panting came to a normal level, and then she turned to give him a kiss.
"I'd like to go on now, Harry… but.. u-uhm…" She paused, looking away a flush to her cheeks.
"Yes, my little fairy?" He gave her a kiss on the cheek facing him. She spoke softly and then he gave her another kiss. "Say that again?"
"I-I'd like… I-I'd like to try sex in my… bum." She whispered the last word and he gave her a kiss on the lips, stroking her ass gently.
"Really, Luna?" She nodded and he hummed, stroking her ass and giving her another kiss. "I am here to please, my little fairy." He gave her neck a nibble and then she felt another sensation in her rump, this time it made her shudder in slight weirdness as he spelled to lubricate her. He did the same to himself and then gently raised her so his tip was at her slickened hole. "Relax and it will all go much smoother, alright?" At her tentative nod, he started to gently press her onto his thickness.
She winced softly when his fat tip popped into her, but then shuddered as the lubrication did its job and she slowly descended onto his shaft. It took a few long moments, he didn't want to hurt her, before she was sitting on his lap. She grinned softly, earning a growl from him before giving his shoulders a few squeezes.
"I-I f-feel so full, H-Harry. I-Is it all inside of me?" He nodded with a gentle groan, and then let her have a look. A medium-sized mirror behind her for her to see that every inch of his manhood was deep within her. She moaned softly in pleasure and then the mirror vanished. He held her hips and gave her another kiss before speaking in those husky tones.
"Ride me, My little fairy. Ride me at your own pace." She nodded and gripped his shoulders firmly before slowly rising off of his lap. The sensation of being empty made her whimper in protest, but she groaned when she pushed herself back down. Starting a slow rhythm to get used to the girth filling her before she could really ride him.
He leaned back to not only enjoy the sensations but watch the sweet, young Ravenclaw bounce on his dick. His hands not idle as they roamed her body and he gave her a thrust every few times she bounced on him, loving the sweet gasps of delight that went through her when he did.
They had this slow, sweet dance for a good few minutes before she leaned further on his chest with her own and started to bounce on his lap with added enthusiasm. He grunted at her increased pace and decided it was her way of saying she wanted more. Not a man to deny a lady he started thrusting up into her with more precise strokes. Her gasps and his groans filled the room, joined by the distinctive smell of sex of the two youngsters within. Soon they were past the slow measured pace of making love and into the territory of passionate sex without being flat-out fucking.
Harry held her hips and started grinding and thrusting up into her with heated snarls against her neck. Her sweet, needy moans were music to his ears as he pleased her sweet body. He nibbled her ear and grunted against it as he got closer to his peak.
"I-I'm going to cum my l-little fairy… g-get ready for it." She gasped in surprise and then surprised him as she shuddered in half an orgasm before his cock left her ass. He blinked with a gentle grunt and then shuddered when he felt her lips around him to finish him off. There wasn't much for him to complain about as soon he was giving her every drop they had both done hard work to coax out of him. His length twitched within her eager lips as she took every drop he had to offer.
It had a sweet, fruity taste to it, and she lapped it up with no problem at all. A little leaked out from the edges of her lips, but she was quick to lap it right back up. Harry leaned back with a huff when he was spent, but he wasn't completely flaccid. He looked down at her with a few blinks and smiled.
"W-Well… t-that I did not expect." He grinned and then she performed a mouth-cleaning charm before giving him a soft kiss.
"I want to do that again sometime… H-Harry. I would have sooner if I knew what it tasted like." She wriggled on his lap, causing his slightly waning erection to do the exact opposite.
"O-Oh… not every boy tastes like that, my little fairy. It's a strict diet of fruits and juices." He gave her a wink and she hummed before sharing another kiss with her. Whispering against his neck, a little shy again.
"Can you make a woman out of me now, Harry? You already seem eager for it." She giggled as she wriggled on his lap, getting a groan from him as her cheeks nestled his length just right. He hummed and nodded, giving her neck a kiss and smiling.
"How would you like me to have you, Luna? On your back, staring at me. Riding me like when I took your sweet little bum." He gave said, still slightly red, bum a stroke, causing her to moan. "Or perhaps on your hands and knees… like a naughty little witch?" She blushed again and then smiled at him, nodding lightly at the last suggestion.
He grinned and gave her another kiss before helping her up. She shuddered as she saw and felt his magic wrap around her in a few charms before it went out to summon and transfigure a bed. A few more caresses to her rump, with some tingling magic in his fingers, with some lewd kisses, and then she was on her hands and knee's on the bed. He caressed her ass lightly from behind and then spread her cheeks.
"Nice and slow for you, my little fairy, the last thing I want to do is hurt you." She nodded, wriggling in nerves and anticipation as he pressed his length slowly into her. It was a tight fit at first, he wasn't exactly small and she was a virgin. She gripped the sheets tightly in her fists, waiting for the pain that she heard about, and was thankful she was gripping them when a sensation came. Oh, it was not pain for whatever reason, but instead a spike of heavy pleasure.
She let out a low moan as he filled her with his length, inch my sweet near an agonizing inch. It was agonizing but in the sweet pleasurable sense. She was already getting towards her 5th orgasm of the night so her pussy was nice and sensitive for him. She was not completely shallow, but she was short enough that he bottomed out in her just as his crotch met her rump.
"A-And a little something extra for her as well." Harry grinned at the sweetly innocent and confused expression on her face before she yelped in surprise as her rump was swatted. She looked back to see his hands on her hips, but that sensation was still there. She yelped again in delight which caused her to squeeze around him.
Teasing her sweet little ass with a spanking charm as he started to move in and out of her nice and slow. He made sure to alternate his thrusts between the spanking from the charm to heighten her pleasure, and was delighted when it did just that. Her moans and whimpers became out louder and more frequent, but it was all delicious for her and he knew it. He made sure the charm was mild and his thrusts slow, he didn't want either to overpower the other.
The slow, deep thrusting of Harry, joined with the pleasing stinging slaps against her rump were getting to be a bit too much for Luna, and she was letting him know this with her moans and pants. Her hips bucked back into him, begging silently for a bit more force, and he was happy to oblige.
He gripped her hips and started grinding and pumping a little faster, and in turn, the charm on her rump went a little rougher itself, causing her to finally lose herself in her building desire. She let out a scream of delight, and in its own way it was both cute and sexy as she clamped around him. Harry joined her in release and was giving her walls a nice, warm coating, which just helped her get that little extra shudder of after-shocked delight.
She was completely spent, and showed it as she slumped onto the bed, charm ended on her rump but still she twitched in phantom strikes.
She gasped in sweet surprise when she felt a cleaning charm on her and then Harry snuggled against her. He kissed her neck before turning her head for a gentle kiss.
"How was your first time, My little fairy?" She gave him a look as if he was the one people thought as crazy. She didn't reply with words, just a sweet kiss before snuggling into him. Harry smiled and cuddled her close. Sure it was still early for a Friday night, but that just meant more time tomorrow for fun.
The last little thought from his memory was broken as Luna clenched on him with her riding, causing him to spill into her inviting little ass.
His grunts and shudders joined with a caressing of her thighs before they shared a kiss. She stroked his ears and neck softly before breaking the kiss.
"Y-You were distracted for a bit.. t-then you got hard and rough. What brought that on H-Harry?" She sighed as she rested on him, head nuzzling his chest as his hands caressed her rump and back.
"Thinking back to the first time I had my little fairy." She giggled and leaned up for a kiss, sweet and gentle.
"Ooh… one of my favorite memories. I often use it for when it's not one of my nights to be with you." With another wriggle she extracts a moan from him, getting a soft kiss in return before speaking softly. "Mmm… s-so who are you going to have tonight, Harry?" He responds with a shrug and a gentle hum.
"I'm not sure, my little fairy. I might find myself a new girl, or perhaps visit Pansy again. She had been getting too big for her britches, even if it is an act." She nodded against his chest, half listening as she was already settling down for a mid-afternoon nap on her favorite pillow. Harry gave her a kiss on the head as he sighed and leaned back, he was really loving this school year.
Chapter 4: Narcissa Malfoy
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August 19th 1996, El Yunque, Puerto Rico
The beautiful, peaceful, serenity that was the Puerto Rican rain forest, known as El Yunque, was a perfect spot to relax after a day of beach enjoyment. Harry was leaning back in one of the lounge chairs on the balcony that oversaw the section of rainforest his latest Black property was in. He had bought it with the considerable fortune he had been allowed to see thanks to his emancipation. He missed those who passed away to allow him this great fortune, but he was not about to skulk and be miserable all summer.
Moony was downstairs in his own room, getting a full body massage from some talented squibs that were also potion mistresses. They had created a muscle balm specifically for after the full moons, and Moony was more than happy to accept their offer of them. He took a sip of his Pina Colada and was then surprised by a large Parrot that landed on his ledge and let out a soft caw.
"Message for Lord Potter-Black. Come to Gringotts at your earliest convenience!" It let out another caw and was then off in a flap of its wings, though it was probably leaving as right after Hedwig landed with a look in her eyes that promised murder. Harry chuckled softly, his girl was so protective. He got up and stroked her feathers softly, getting an affectionate nip on his fingers before he smiled.
"Just a message from Gringotts girl, you know how they are around here. Besides, he was way too dull for me, you're the only bird for this guy." He smiled as she gave him a look as if to say 'Don't patronize me' before she gave him another affectionate nip and went off to where she had been resting. He chuckled and then went downstairs to let Moony know where he was going. He snickered at the 'Do not Disturb (That means you, Harry!)' sign on the door. He left a small magical message, in case he wasn't back by the time Moony was done and went off to see what the goblins wanted.
Narcissa Druella Malfoy (Née Black) was surprised when the expensive international portkey brought her to the beautiful island of Puerto Rico. She was quick to transfigure her robes to something more weather appropriate and did the same for Draco (after he collected himself from the floor) and took a deep breath before turning to him.
"We are here to speak to the new Lord Black. You are to be polite, cordial, and silent! I am here to ask for sanctuary, and I will be damned if it gets jeopardized because you are being a carbon copy of your father. DO you understand me, Draco Lucius?" Her voice was level, but she was firm and cold in her warning.
"Why? I am supposed to be the next lord Black, this is ridic-" He was rewarded with a slap, it wasn't hard or overly painful, but it did its job.
"I said keep yourself silent! Nod yes if you understand and will comply with everything I just said!" He glared but nodded curtly, turning before marching into this Gringotts branch. She was surprised, pleasantly so, when the air cooled off a decent amount. As it was a tropical island, it could be rather humid and stifling at times, but this was wonderful. The inside had the normal marble and gold of Gringotts, but there was also a tropical design to it.
The goblins, while still dressed professionally, seemed to be wearing more practical attire. They came up to
a teller, a female goblin surprisingly, and Narcissa spoke. "I am here for the 6 pm meeting with Lord Black, I believe we are expected." Said goblin raised an eyebrow and then turning to the goblin nearest to her. She spoke, not in the goblin tongue, but in Spanish. The other goblin went off before Narcissa was addressed.
"One moment, madam. We are checking everything." Narcissa nodded and flicked her son's ear when he made a snide comment he believed she did not hear. He glared at her and rubbed his ear softly. He was 16, dammit, and head of house, she should be respecting him. He grumbled softly and then they were lead to a small conference room. It was very comfortable, and they were offered drinks and native treats (as well as British ones for comfort), before a female Orc came in. She was dressed like an account manager, and she had perched on her shoulder, held with one hand, a war hammer that was probably the size of Draco.
"I am account manager Malgoria. I manage the greater Black accounts as of July 30th. What do you want with Lord Black?" Draco was quick to spout off before his mother could say anything.
"An Orc? Truly? We must deal with goblins and half-bloods. Mudbloods and elves, but an Orc as an account manager? And a woman? Shouldn't you be… off breeding?" He huffed, looking down at her with utter disdain. He let out a rather girly yelp, though, when the table in front of them was reduced to several large pieces with a single swing from her large hammer.
"I do hope, Mr. Malfoy, that you were hit with some form of Curse before you entered. I do not take insults well, I tend to… react poorly." She snarled and Draco whimpered, already seeing the tinge of red blood-lust in the large female's eyes. Narcissa, fearing for her son's life cleared her throat.
"Please, Account Manager, do not mind my son. He is… not right in his mind. He has just been denied the mantle of Lord Black when it was thought to be promised to him. His father has also been recently incarcerated, allow him this one slight." The hammer was placed beside the seat of the Orc and with a wave of her hand, the table fixed itself. She nodded and grunted lightly, leaning back with her arms crossed and gesturing to Narcissa to answer her initial question.
"I seek sanctuary from Lord Black. My home is currently… infested with miscreants of the worst sort. I am here today, under the guise of visiting my wayward husband, to plead with him. We are truly not expected, however, it is a matter of life and death." Malgoria glared softly before raising an arm to the side. A large green Parrot landed seemingly from nowhere before she whispered to it. It nodded, spoke in an affirmative, and flew off. Disappearing into the ceiling and out of sight.
"Lord Black has been notified. You are to remain here till we get word back." She stood and glared at Draco. "Perhaps your son should go off to the beach, or peruse the magical alley. This discussion is for the adults." Draco bristled, but with a stern look from his mother nodded and left. Narcissa gave him a half-full bag of galleons and then patiently waited.
Harry appeared with a soft ~pop~ of an apparition and lightly set his robes straight. He had to look the part of Lord Black, as much as he did not like it, so he donned his robes. Every inch was covered in charms for comfort, so he was not sweating in the black and deep green robes. He strode into the halls of Gringotts and came up to an empty teller. She looked up and gave a soft smile. He nodded to her and spoke in flawless Spanish about his meeting. She nodded and after a few more words he was greeted by his favorite Orc.
"Ah! Mal, how are ya?" She glared softly but it was only half-hearted, giving his arm a soft smack.
"Fine, whelp. You have British fops here to see you. Something about sanctuary." She snorted softly. "Need me to stay in the room?" Harry shook his head and smiled at her concern. She had seen he was a Warrior. Wounded and young, but still a warrior. She respected that.
"Thanks Mal, but I got it. They aren't allowed to use magic against their Lord Black." She smirked and led him to the room. He entered and was surprised to see none other than the mother of his old nemesis. Harry had decided that Draco was petty, so there was no real rivalry there anymore on Harry's end. He grinned softly and then sat in the large chair on the opposite end of the table.
"Aah… Mrs. Malfoy, a pleasure to finally meet you." He smirked softly at her look of surprise and was about to spit vehement words before she saw the glimmering red/black Diamond ring that rested on his finger. There was no mistaking it, she was looking at the Lord Black. She bit back her retort and gave a soft nod.
"My Lord Black, the pleasure is all mine. I trust you are busy, so I shall be brief and blunt if you will allow it." He nodded, leaning back in a relaxed position.
"My Lord, I ask for sanctuary, no. I beg you for it. My home is filled with filth. Those who would grovel at the feet of a lunatic. They sully the halls of my home, the mind of my son." She glared. "They speak as if I am not the lady of the house. As if I am to bow before them. They eat my food, drink my spirits, abuse my elves and any guests I would have had are no longer welcome." She huffed and took a few controlling breaths.
"He lords himself in my home, yes I call it my home because it was gifted as part of my dowry. It is a Black property." She was surprised, and a little fearful, of the devilishly frightening grin that spread over his face. A small, equally sinister chuckle coming from his lips.
"Is that so? Tom is squatting in one of MY homes?" She hesitated but nodded. He laughed heartily and then snarled. "Not for long. My apologies, Mrs. Malfoy, do continue." She nodded after a soft gulp.
"As I said, I ask for sanctuary. He wished to give my son an impossible task and to brand him. The branding was to be tonight, in the next hour over back in Britain, but I couldn't let that happen. Draco would thank me later, but I will not have my son bound in servitude to… to some pureblood maniac!" To help her cause, she rolled up both sleeves to show that she was not marked either. That seemed to help as he leaned back again to think.
"I shall think about it, Mrs. Malfoy. He's a half-blood by the way." She looked appalled and he nodded. "Oh yes, his father was a muggle. Public records are very useful." She nodded curtly and he looked at her, leaning back with a low hum. Eyeing her gently, as if inspecting her.
"Tell me, Mrs. Malf-" He was cut off by a polite cough from her.
"Please… call me Narcissa. If I had my way, I would be stripped of that name. It has caused me nothing but strife since my mother signed that accursed contract!" She apologized for her small outburst and Harry smiled gently.
"Very well. Narcissa, what would you have to offer me should I offer you sanctuary? While I can understand the need to protect yourself and your son, I am no longer willing to just.. .give things away. That life is behind me, I would need something in return." She was surprised at this, she had been expecting the quintessential Gryffindor. After all, it was all her son spoke of. He was nothing but brash and idiotic, yet here he was… smooth and calculating. She thought for a moment, trying to think what she could offer him. She was lost in thought for a few minutes, and when she returned to speak she saw he was sipping some fruit juice and enjoying a fired pastry of some kind. One has been placed in front of her as well.
"Apologies, Narcissa, but it is about dinner time for me. I hope you don't mind. I had something brought for you as well. It's filled with meat and cheese by the way, not fruit or anything." He gestured for her to continue her thoughts or to start eating before he went back to his own. Showing that he was paying attention still.
"Well… I have been told that you are not exactly well-versed in Wizarding etiquette and politics." He wriggled his nose, and she caught herself thinking 'he looks rather cute like that.' before she spoke again. "Yes, I assumed so. Well, I would be willing to educate you in such things. I would teach you proper mannerisms, words, and body language. Everything you need to be a young lord. While you have not been disrespectful or crude, you could be a little more.. refined. You understand." He nodded, wiping his mouth and taking a sip of his juice.
"I could also be your… how shall I put this." She thought before thinking. "I would take care of how the press sees you. As a lord you would be prominent in the Wizengamot and be unfortunately that would put you in the eye of the public." She saw him roll his eyes in disgust, but she went on. "I understand it might be.. distasteful, but it must be done as you are a lord now." He nodded and then leaned back again, looking at her.
"Very well, I accept. However, your second offer cannot be taken from you. You would be giving me something for free, I cannot allow that. So tell me, if I could do anything extra for you, Narcissa?" Once again, it seemed to happen a lot today, she was surprised. She gulped softly, thinking quickly, there were so many things she could ask for. Money, a permanent sanctuary even…
"I'd like to be a Black again. I know it is a lot to ask for, but It will also help with evicting the pests. With me back in the family the house is completely 100% yours, Lucius would have no claim to it. It will also strip the Malfoy family of 70% of its assets. Lucius is successful in his own right, but most of the money he got for everything he does was from my dowry." She was rewarded with another soft chuckle and sinister smirk.
Harry nodded and then called for an elf. A familiar elf, Dobby if she remembered correctly, popped in beside him. They shared a small conversation and then he popped away again. When he returned it was with a few pieces of paper and two quills.
"I have here, Narcissa, the papers to make everything legal. The goblins love a wealthy, respectful, client… and they hate Tom even more." He started writing a few things, and then he slid the paper over to her, with a Blood Quill. This would start the process. She took a deep breath and signed it quickly. Feeling the scratching in the back of her left hand as she did so. She took off the Malfoy wedding rings and left them on the table. Harry took the paper back and signed with a flourish. The rings vanished and she felt the familiar magic of the Black family welcome her home. She then shuddered as she saw the evil glint in Lord Black's eyes.
"I, Harry James Potter-Black, do hereby close the wards on the home previously known as Malfoy Manor. I tell those within that they are not welcome! Begone from my house, never to return!" He hissed in light pain as he felt the wards activate and toss out everyone. There were a few people to kick to the curb, and that normally wouldn't hurt, but Tom was not easily ejected. However, the magic of the Black family over-ruled him and he was then pushed out. Harry panted softly and SLAMMED his Occlumency barriers as hard as they could go, he knew the fury would be pouring through their connection soon. He felt it hit him and winced, he was only good enough to stop from cruciatus level pain, but it did hurt. He held up a hand to her expression and then she was surrounded by guards as was he.
"I-It's alright! She has not attacked me, The self-styled lord Voldemort did. I will be fine in a few minutes." They growled, and after a departing glare at her, they left. He smiled and then found an Orcish healer giving him a few potions, mumbling to him about returning on either Halloween or the Winter solstice. He nodded and gave her a wink before she left. He took a deep breath and looked at Narcissa.
"Sorry about that, Narcissa. It's just Tom being a tosser, nothing more. So, welcome back to the family, Narcissa Black. Andi will be happy to see you." She blinked softly and he nodded. "She's in America right now, getting her International healers mastery. First thing she did after she got the Dowry she was denied by the late Mrs. Black." He stood up and clapped his hands. "So, what say we go home, hmm? There is a new Black property on the island, and there is plenty of room for you and Draco." She nodded again, and then they were out of the conference room.
"Perhaps… we can send an elf for him later? I do want him to be relaxed when he finds out you are the new lord Black. He will not be pleased, and I am sure the lack of danger on the island will calm him." Harry nodded and then after they left the doors of Gringotts he turned with her and with the telltale ~pop~ they were gone.
Narcissa had been surprised, for what seemed to be the hundredth time, that day. He had apparated to a mansion in the tree's of a beautiful rainforest. Three pristine floors of all different kinds of wood and stone. It was not built into and around the trees, it was IN the trees. A literal, but adult, tree mansion. She was told she'd have her own floor for her and Draco, and that Remus would be living there as well. She learned, that while he was a werewolf, he had it in control. Not to mention the potion that helped keep him sane while the moon affected him. She spent a good hour roaming the house, even going up to the top floor where Harry was.
She was about to knock on his door when one opened behind her. She took in a sharp breath at the tan young man in front of her. He had nothing but a smile and a towel on. Looking at her with a grin and then a raised eyebrow as he caught her eyes roaming his body.
"See something you like, Narcissa?" His eyebrows wriggled softly and he gave her a wink. "I'll have you know I am quite aware of how to treat a woman." He gave a polite 'excuse me' and made his way around her, letting her get a whiff of his scent. Coconut and Pineapple. She shuddered softly and shook her head, excusing herself to go back to the magical village. She would have to get those.. .thoughts from her mind. She had not been with a man in nearly 15 yrs. After Lucius had his heir, she had been reduced to arm and eye candy.
At 41 years old she was a mature woman, but she had a beauty that most her age would kill for. She had curves younger women envied, and an air about her that made men gaze in jealousy at what they could not have. Yet, here she was, lusting after a man, NO! He was a Lord, but still a boy. He was her son's age for Merlin's sake.
She returned a few hours later, having had a bit of a hard time finding her son. He had apparently gone with a group of native witches off to the magical district of San Juan. She saw he had been having a good time, so she kept her distance. When it was getting later they went home, their new home at least. Even Draco was surprised at how the mansion was. He was exhausted though, mentally and physically, so he went to his bed without really caring who Lord Black was. Narcissa slept peacefully, and she found herself having lascivious dreams of a messy-haired, tan young Lord.
Narcissa woke to the beautiful chirping of tropical birds, and the warm sun on her face. She stretched softly, having had wonderful dreams, and found this a great way to wake up. She looked around and blinked, then thought before speaking.
"Elf?" She spoke gently, and after a few moments, there was a small ~pop~ and a female elf appeared in front of her.
"Good Morning Missy Black. I be Winky, I be taking care of you. Master Black says you better with me than Dobby." She nodded and then smiled. "What can Winky be getting for Missy Black? Breakfast, tea?" She seemed so eager to please, and Narcissa couldn't help but smile.
"Perhaps a bath first, then could you direct me to the kitchen? I do believe that was one of the only rooms I did not visit yesterday." Winky seemed to scrunch up her nose at the mention of the kitchen but then nodded. She pointed to an adjacent room and then bowed and popped away. Narcissa heard the tub fill up as it was prepared for her.
After a luxurious bath, feeling like a queen afterward, she went down to the kitchen. She was surprised to see her new Lord Black cooking on the non-magical stove. Winky huffing in exasperation.
"Why is master cooking!? Winky cooks, master sleeps, and does work! No, no. All wrong, all wrong!" She huffed and looked so upset, that is until Harry turned.
"Come now, Winky. What better way for a Lord to welcome a new member of the family, hmm? You know I let you cook every other time, but breakfast is my specialty." She grumbled but conceded, apparently it was an ongoing argument. He chuckled when the elf popped away and then turned to Narcissa.
"Good morning, Narcissa. Sleep well?" She nodded and then noticed he was wearing shorts, and that was it. His feet were bare, his chest was bare… and he looked delicious. She blushed faintly and looked away, taking a seat. She didn't see the small smirk on his face.
"Yes, thank you, Lord Black." He nodded and went back to cooking. After some idle chit-chat through the process, he gave her a traditional English breakfast. He knew how the home was always a comfort, and he wouldn't deny her that. He sat and they ate. As they sipped tea, and coffee for him, he looked at her with a gentle smile.
"You don't have to hide it you know, Narcissa." She rose an eyebrow at him, and he gave a small chuckle.
"I'm not stupid. I'm young, and from what I have been told, Handsome. You can look if you like, you can even touch." He shrugged and gave her a roguish wink. "I won't bite, but I'd want to touch back." He gave her another wink and she gasped.
"L-Lord Black! You are my son's age… t-that is highly inappropriate!" He laughed softly, it was a nice thing to listen to.
"Breakfast is less than formal, so please, it's Harry." He smiled softly. "And so what if I am your son's age? It means I have young and energy in leaps and bounds." He leaned on the table and gave her a smirk. "Besides, you're a beautiful woman, age has treated you well. Like a fine wine, I am more than sure." He then gave a gentle growl and stood up, walking close to her. Looking down at her until she stood, eye-to-eye with him.
"I doubt your former husband realized what he had in his home, but speculating is meaningless and rude. However, I would be more than happy to give you what only a man of my youth can." He leaned forward till he was a hair's breadth away from kissing her before he left the kitchen. Without physical contact, with just words and a few looks she had been turned flushed. She snarled to herself, she had to get a hold of her emotions! She was 41 years old, a child under her belt. She did not need to have trysts with a 16-year-old young man.
The next few days were spent with her being aloof but polite to him. There had been a bit of an altercation, one-sided mind you, between her son and Harry, but it was quickly resolved. Draco learned very quickly that he was not the same waif of a boy that had left back in June.
He was a young lord, and he had a power all of his own. Draco was quick to let himself fade into the background for the summer at least. When they were back at Hogwarts he would show Potter a thing or two.
Narcissa learned quickly that he was not one to stay home either. He would be gone for hours at a time, and come back either exhausted or late. She was coming to ask him about some things when a girl, about his age, gave him a kiss just as she was leaving his office. She giggled and waved before he nodded and with a loud ~crack~ she left. He looked at her, wearing sleeping shorts and a grin.
"What can I do for you, Narcissa?" Even though all the aloofness she had, he always gave her a smile and a look over. He was a growing lad after all. She straighten up and gave a soft nod, gesturing to the office he had been in.
"It is something of importance, Lord Black. Shall we?" He nodded and they were soon sitting on opposite sides of the desk. Still shirtless as he leaned back, the afternoon sun on his chest, distracting her slightly.
"I was.. wondering when you would like me to start on everything. The school year rapidly approaches and it would be best to get things started." He nodded and gestured to a table on one of the walls. She looked over and heard his voice.
"Everything I need for you to take care of is there. Supplies for the year will be taken care of by Dobby for me and Draco, so no worrying about that." She nodded and then stood, going to look at the papers. When she turned she jumped softly as Harry was standing right in front of her, voice soft but husky.
"There is something about older women that is… delicious, Narcissa. Their maturity, their experience. The beauty of growing older and more divine. Yet, here you stand… a hands length away, denying me. Why do you do that, Narcissa?" His got closer, growling gently. "Are you afraid you'll enjoy letting me have you, a younger man?" He reached up to caress her cheek, it was soft, but it had a slight magic to it. Nothing in the form of compulsion, or anything to alter any words she might have, just soft.. tingling magic. He was a powerful young man after all.
She took a few breathes before she spoke. Her voice soft, breathy. "I-I am more than twice your age, Lord Black. You have yet to even reach your m-majority. I am afraid you would not know how to please a woman of my age." She decided, though partially unwise, to test just how much he was after this. "You might have experience with… girls, Lord Black, but I am a woman. I know exactly what I want, I would not have a man, young as yourself, fumbling about my body."
She shook her head and then gasped when he got as close as he did that first morning those few days ago. "You wouldn't know, would you, Narcissa?" He stroked her neck again with a low growl near her ear, then pulled back to look in her eyes. "Look me in the eye, stare at me… and tell me that you would not want to be treated like a woman of your beauty should. Tell me that you can walk out of that door, and not think of what you are walking away from." She shuddered at how close he was, panting in nerves and heat on her body she had not experienced in nearly a decade and a half.
"M-My Lord Black…" She breathed out before her lips were pressed against his. Arms around his neck as he held her close and he showed her a bit of his youthful enthusiasm. After a time their tongue started to mingle and he moved her so that her ass was on the desk they had vacated.
Skirt hiked up so that her legs could spread around his hips. They made out like teenagers in a broom closet for far too short, according to her, when he pulled back. He nibbled her neck and had her moaning softly, she couldn't believe this! He was playing her like a fiddle, and she was loving it. His hands stopped at her thighs, caressing the edges of the garter belt she was wearing.
He blinked and pulled back, looking down. He shuddered softly and looked at her.
"Not that… they aren't sexy, but what are those?" He had never experienced this new garment before, and it helped sober Narcissa a bit. She was still in a light haze though, so she spoke.
"I am wearing what is called a garter belt, my lord. They keep my stockings up…" She was about to move when his hands went down to where her stockings started. Stroking them and then going back up. He gave her another kiss, making her mind haze for a bit before he growled against her lips.
"They are… extremely sexy, Narcissa. I might have something new on my list of lovely things women wear." He smiled at her and gave her another heated kiss before his hands started to strip her of the blouse she was wearing. He had it tossed behind him and then with a quick flick of his fingers her bra was coming off. He also tossed it aside and looked back to marvel at the breasts of the woman before him.
She was older, and her breasts showed. They had the perfect amount of sag to them, showcasing her maturity, but her nipples were a rosy pink (as were her cheeks).
"Merlin, Narcissa… you have fantastic breasts. So beautiful. Not too large, not too small. Perfect for caressing, admiring.. suckling." With that final word, he leaned in to do just that. Grasping her breasts in hand and starting to suckle and lick them. Narcissa had experienced only two lovers in her life. One was her ex-husband, and another had been the 6th year quidditch captain for her house the year she was betrothed to Lucius. They had wanted to be together, but that changed and he moved on. He had been her first, but they shared something special. Now… now she was about to have her 3rd ever lover, though she felt 16 again. Her breasts got almost loving attention as her Lord made sure to coax out sweet moans and pleasure from her.
She shuddered in delight as he kept on with her breasts until they were sensitive and just a bit sore. He seemed to sense this and then she felt her skirt being pulled from her. The only thing left on her when he was through were her stockings, garter belt, and heels. He took a step back and looked her up and down before grinning.
"Yes… they are definitely on the top of my list now." He grinned and then surprised her as he kneeled before her. She had heard this was done but never experienced it herself. It was seen as distasteful to most pure-bloods. That line of thought was stricken from her mind though when his lips and tongue got to work on her. He had learned from most of his ladies that this was something you just had to do.
Not only did women love it if done well, but it showed them you were not just in it for your pleasure. It could also give you pleasure, and it surely gave Harry pleasure to do this. To hear a woman who you were pleasing orally moan, to feel her squirm and writhe in pleasure? What man wouldn't love that?
He had learned a few tricks in his sexual escapades, and he used them to show Narcissa he was not as inexperienced as she believed. His tongue-twisting, swirling, thrusting inside of her and all around. He was using slow and measured strokes and caresses as well. Hands-on her thighs, keeping her in place as she bucked and let out moans that made his shorts a lot tighter than her remembered.
No sweet, cute squeaks and moans, but moans that made his blood heat up. He soon replaced his tongue with two of his nimble fingers, making her let out a near screech of pleasure as he sent her over the edge. He had been expecting the nice flood of juices to coat his hand, not the soft little spray he got instead.
Surprise covered his face, but it was quickly shaken off as he continue to please her. When she was panting on the desk, twitching ever so gently. He smiled as he saw this, enjoying the look of her glistening pussy twitch as her body heaved from her deep breathing. He licked her thighs and then his fingers, humming softly before losing the shorts and standing between her legs.
She groaned gently when she felt the heat of his body between her legs, thighs perched on his hips, and his length laying on her pussy. She took a few heaving breaths of air and then looked between them where he rested. Her eyes widened softly at his size, and it made her shudder again. It had been so long she could not recall how big Lucius had been… but she knew he was not that thick. She looked at him and got a wink before she saw a glow on her belly that made her smile inwardly. He was prepared, that was good.
He leaned down to kiss her and in doing so muffled her loud moan as he started to slip inside of her. She was tight, so very tight after years of only her fingers. It felt good to be stretched again, to be filled with a warm heat that was meant for her body. She groaned softly, this time joined by his, as he rested his crotch against hers. Smiling at her and giving her another kiss before he growled lightly.
"Now… let's have some fun, shall we?" He gave her a large grin and then slid from her tight heat, leaving just his tip in before sinking right back into her. He groaned at the renewed feelings around his cock and started a smooth, but precise rhythm. Holding her thighs spread and taking her nice and deep in the desk. Her hands holding the sides of the desk as he took her body for a nice ride. Their moans were loud and in tune with each other as they did a dance that was as old as time. His hands went from her hips to her sides, then to her breasts. Thighs around his waist keeping him close as they bucked and moved against each other.
Narcissa could not believe the pleasure this boy, no, man was giving her. The Lord Black, was fucking her, and he was fucking her well. Making her nerves tingle in delight as he took her like he had always been meant to. Her breasts bounced, her hips bucked and jiggled nicely, and her hair was out of it's normal tight style. Tousled, bothered, and all over her face and desk. Their bodies were covered in a light sheen of sweat as they exerted themselves in the delightful rhythm they had built.
She let out a shudder, a moan of protest when he pulled out of her. She gave him a look of curiosity before she was hefted up to her legs. He gave her a kiss and then she gasped as she was pressed against the wall next to the desk before she was slipped into again. Her back slid against the smooth walls as he held her and gave her a new position to moan from. She had to hold on to him completely though, and it was such a new way to be taken. Her legs wrapped around him more securely, and her arms were around his neck draped down his back as his lips were against her neck nibbling and suckling.
A few more minutes of this furious lovemaking and they went off like two firecrackers. It sent off a small discharge of magic as they filled the room with their cries of ecstasy. She felt warmth flood her body and then felt it drip out of her from around his twitching length thanks to good old gravity. They shared a lusty kiss and then they heard two things right after, and it came from the door. The first was a voice.
"M-Mum… P-Potter?!" And then a thump as Malfoy the younger slumped into a dead faint. Despite being caught shagging their Lord Black, Narcissa couldn't help but laugh gaily at it all. He moved them to his seat and called for Dobby to put the fainted teen back in his room. He stroked her thighs and hips before giving her a kiss. She was still straddling him, still filled with him.
"Now… before you say it." He looked up at her. "This is not going to be a one-time thing. I am your Lord Black, I am going to take care of you. Keep you protected, provided for, and happy most of all." He caressed her thighs and ass softly, giving her another kiss. "In all ways possible, got that?" He gave her a soft, but serious expression, and she let out a sigh. He lifted his hands and then moved her hair from her face.
"Yes… my Lord Black." She paused and he gave her a squeeze to the hips, asking silently 'yes?' "What of.. when you are at school?" He smiled and kissed her neck lightly as she rested on his chest.
"I am an emancipated Lord, Narcissa. I will leave when my family needs me. Whether it be for family business… or family pleasure." He teased with another roguish wink and smiled at her sweet laugh. Giving her one more kiss before he called for Winky for some lunch before the two just relaxed on each other. Harry could honestly say this was, without a doubt, the best summer he had ever had.