Harry Potter, Milf Guard
Fallen1
Summary:
Harry Potter is in Diagon Alley for the first time since Hagrid brought him into the Wizarding world. While getting his robes he meets Narcissa Malfoy, and certain events take place which will send our hero through a series of very fortunate events.
Notes:
Here is my second story on this site and I hope everyone enjoys as I fill this place with glorious depravity! Let me know what you all think!
Chapter 1
Chapter Text
To say that Harry was blown away would be an understatement of the year. No perhaps the century, after all, it wasn't every day that you went from a cramped cupboard under the stairs to a buzzing street filled with wonder and magic. But here he was a young and rather scrawny eleven-year-old boy surrounded by owls, witches, and wizards.
He wanted to memorize everything he could. Everything he saw, The way the buildings were so strangely constructed with curves that you wouldn't see anywhere else. The curious objects and sometimes creatures that you saw in the windows of shops. Even down to the magical themselves as they walked around with their colorful robes and in many cases funny hats.
Never in his wildest dream did he dream of this. That he would be here, free of the Dursleys. He might even tan a little with how much sun he was getting. Sometimes he was worried that he would blink and it would all be gone. Or perhaps he would trip and jump up in his cupboard revealing this all to be a cruel dream.
"Arry, over here." He heard the gruff yet excitable voice of his guide call out to him. Looking over he saw the giant of a man waving him over to a clothing shop. That was Hagrid, his savior as he was the one to get Harry out and away from his abusive relatives. Harry smiled and eagerly made his way over and saw the sign of the shop.
Madam Malkins Robes for All Occasions.
"Yer gonna be getting your school robes from here. Head on in I'll wait for ya." Hagrid said and Harry nodded though felt a little nervous. It was just a simple shop that shouldn't be a cause for any nerves but Harry had little to no experience with anything unless it was chores, the cramped space of his room, or the angry fist of his uncle.
So with a deep breath, he entered and was met with rows of colorful robes and full-body mirrors along the wall. Along with something like a circular platform that was raised slightly from the ground and a three-faced mirror around it. The shop was painted with calm warm yellows which accented the wood floors nicely.
Looking around he spotted the front desk, it was decorated with different fabrics of varying colors and a couple of measurement tapes and pins and needles stabbed into yarn balls. Looking around he didn't see anyone and he didn't see a bell or anything on the front desk. Harry was just about to walk around some more when a voice caught his attention.
"Hello, do you need help?" A female voice said and Harry turned and his heart nearly lept out of his chest. Standing in front of him was possibly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was older easily old enough to be his mother but she was still stunning. Her blonde hair was immaculate as she had it done up in a stylish bun. Her skin was fair and flawless with a careful and light application of makeup, mainly mascara and eyeshadow which made her eyes practically glow.
Her eyes were a shade of violet he had never seen on a woman or person for that matter. Her face was regal and in a way reminded him what an angelic queen would look like. She wore a green dress that seemed to double as a robe and was obviously the highest quality. It also did a marvelous job of showing off her mature curves.
Harry's imagination nearly made his brain short-circuit at what he thought up. From her wide hips and narrow waist to her very busty chest. The dress was quite conservative but still, his adolescent mind ran wild with just the outline shape alone. Though while Harry was understandably distracted he didn't notice that he was being observed too.
The woman had spotted his rather horrid attire, it looked like the clothes on his body belonged to someone five times his size. He was rather cute though, with unkempt wild black hair and piercing emerald eyes. He was also a bit scrawny for his age which made her worry. She wasn't dumb however, she recognized this boy immediately.
After she might've been a bit older than his parents but she could recognize their child. Yes, there was little doubt in the woman's mind that this was Harry Potter, and it would seem that the gossip of him being raised in a castle was wrong given his attire. Though she never believed that to begin with.
She also noticed how he was enraptured with her. It worried her how much she enjoyed his attention. First off his age, but also the fact that it was Harry Potter. It would seem that years of being ignored were catching up to her.
"Is there something on my face?" She asked and was very amused as his face lit up red and he shook his head.
"No! No... um..." Harry fumbled nervously and the woman smiled as she approached and she could see him gulp.
"And what's your name?" She asked pleasantly and Harry's eyes seemed to flick all over her as he answered.
"Um... Harry, Harry Potter... Ma'am." Harry said and the woman smiled.
"Such manners! Well Harry, may I call you Harry?" She asked and Harry nodded. "Thank you, Harry I'm Narcissa Malfoy, it is a pleasure to meet you," Narcissa said as she held out her hand. Harry was nervous but reached out and grabbed her hand to shake. Narcissa giggled at this and Harry looked up to her.
"W-what is it?"
"Well, Harry, when you are greeting a Lady you shouldn't just roughly shake her hand. You should lightly kiss her knuckles, go on and give it a try." Narcissa said finding never-ending amusement at seeing his red nervous face as he looked down at her hand like it was gold.
"Oh, okay." He said and lowered his head to her hand. He pressed his lips against the back of her hand as she said and he caught a whiff of her scent. It was flowery and very nice and he couldn't help but take a long breath. Narcissa noticed this and despite herself she allowed it, Harry didn't linger long as he let go and stepped back.
"So are you here for your robes? You are attending Hogwarts am I right?" Narcissa asked and Harry nodded.
"Yes Ma'am, though I don't know where..." he trailed off as he looked around again.
"Oh I'm sure she'll be back in a moment, why don't we look around for a moment then? Or would you rather I am left lonely?" She asked and felt a flutter in her stomach as Harry shook his head.
"No! I would love to, um, walk with you... if you don't mind Ma'am." Harry said and Narcissa smiled.
"Just call me Cissa dear, and I would love to," Narcissa said as she turned to walk down the aisle and inspect some of the robes on display. Harry followed her but his eyes were inevitably drawn to Narcissa's shapely hips and rear. He tried his best to avert his gaze but it was mesmerizing to him, the way that it swayed from side to side with every step she took. He was sure that she wasn't doing it on purpose, but he really couldn't help himself.
Narcissa on the other hand, was in fact adding just the slightly extra sway to her step. Not overly so but just enough to where it was noticeable to her new friend. Feeling his eyes on her, she had not felt this way in some time. It was rather depressing just how long it's been. Back when she was a young woman she thought that her husband gazed at her that way. It wasn't long until she realized that she was nothing to him but a means to an end and something to look pretty at his side. No more than a piece of fine jewelry would.
Perhaps that's why she was so eager for Harry's attention, even despite his age. It was clear that he had not grown in a wizarding home, or even a good home if her intuition was correct. Perhaps she could give him a little gift.
"Harry?" She asked and the boy's attention snapped up to her face quickly as he hoped she didn't notice.
"Y-yes?"
"Forgive me for asking but... your clothes, they don't seem right for you," Narcissa said and Harry suddenly felt very self-conscious about what he was wearing.
"I-it's not mine... there hand me downs." Harry said and Narcissa nodded.
"Would you like it if I got you something then?" She asked and Harry's eyes widened.
"Oh no, you don't need to do that. I will be fine." Harry quickly replied.
"Oh come now, I know Madam Malkin sells robes but I do know she has a selection of muggle wear near the back. Come along." Narcissa said as she turned and walked down. Malkin didn't stock much but she had a bit for the odd muggle parent or sibling that came through on occasion. She wouldn't be able to fill his wardrobe but he would have much better options now.
"Miss Malfoy, you really don't have to." Harry tried again and Narcissa just smiled at him which made his heart hammer in his chest.
"Call me Cissa dear, and think nothing of it." She said as Harry just followed her. True to what she said there was a small selection of clothing for him. There were jeans, shorts, a couple of shirts, and some jackets.
"See anything you like dear?" Narcissa asked as Harry looked over it and pointed out a black hoodie that had some wolf print image on it.
"That looks nice... are you sure, I really am fine with-"
"Oh shush I won't hear of it," Narcissa said as she combed her fingers through his head. She enjoyed his reaction as he was surprised but also relaxed slightly. His hair was rather soft but she didn't linger as she dropped her hand and was delighted to see the slight disappointment cross Harry's face.
They went through and selected a few items, enough to get him through the week, and the Hogwarts elves would have his laundry down every two days so there was nothing to worry about. Though Narcissa had quite the Michevious idea, you see another thing Madam Malkin added was a changing room. Normally no Witch or Wizard would need one as you could just adjust the size of your clothes if they didn't fit right.
However, after so many times asking by muggles, Malkin conjured one up, it wasn't used all that much, and with the fact that the store was right now, Narcissa couldn't help but wonder. Of course, there was a part of her that told her no, but that was a feeble part of her mind. A much larger part wanted to have Harry for herself a desperate part that wanted a man to look at her like Harry was. Not like some trophy or prize, but as a treasure that was valued beyond measure.
Taking one last look around and having one final debate with herself she decided.
"Harry, why don't you try this on, just in case you don't like it," Narcissa said and handed him a shirt and jeans.
"Oh it'll be fine," Harry said not wanting to look rude by saying he didn't like something.
"Come now Harry, put it on for me?" She said with a smile and Harry melted.
"Alright," Harry said as he took the clothes and Narcissa mentally cheered as she directed him to the changing room. He entered drawing the curtain and Narcissa took one last look around before casting a silencing charm over the room.
Harry was quite overwhelmed at the moment. A gorgeous woman he had just met was being so kind to him a part of him felt suspicious. He had not known kindness from grown-ups... or anyone for that matter. It was a lot to take in. But he was also thankful for her kindness and it brought a smile to his face as he stripped off Dudley's oversized clothes and gladly threw them to the side.
He then proceeded to throw on the shirt, just a regular purple one. But when he tried to button up his jeans he found to his surprise that they were very tight on his waist. Harry wasn't dim, he knew he was skinny for his age so the fact that something felt tight on him was really weird.
"Is everything alright dear?" he heard Narcissa ask from the other side.
"Um, these pants are a little tight," Harry replied.
"Oh let me see, may I come in?" Narcissa asked and Harry could've fainted right there. She wanted to come into the changing room with him. He was bound to get a heart attack before he even left the store if this kept up.
"S-sure." He said as the curtain was pulled and Narcissa walked in, it wasn't cramped in here and could fit two people. But it wasn't exactly spacious as Harry got another smell of her scent that sent his stomach in knots.
Narcissa was in much the same boat, not truly believing she was doing this at the moment. Was she truly this desperate that a boy she met not more than fifteen minutes ago drew her in so easily? She caved to her desire so quickly that honestly, it was pathetic.
Her heart was thumping in her chest as she closed the curtain and looked at Harry. He did look much better with his own clothes though still a bit thin. Looking down she was satisfied to see that the little shrinking charm had done its job.
"Oh let me look." She said and her hands went to his waist to inspect the jeans. Harry could feel her hands as she did so and he could also feel something else in his pants that he prayed she didn't notice. He had never seen such a beautiful woman before, or even a girl for that matter so he had no self-control.
"I can fix these but you have to take them off first dear," Narcissa said and it was a total lie but she was too far gone at this point.
"U-um." Harry stuttered out not exactly sure to tell her of his predicament. But Narcissa was not going to wait as she went to his button and undid it and pulled his zipper.
"Don't worry, it's nothing-" The words died in her throat as she saw what he was so nervous about. His underwear had a very noticeable tent, which was expected of course, and even preferred for Narcissa. What she did not expect was to see that he was a great deal larger than she expected.
Now judging from what she could tell it was nothing to write home about if he was grown, maybe six just about above average. However he wasn't fully grown, so his size was much more surprising to her. At his age, he should be maybe three inches at the most. It got her thinking about how much would he grow. But she shook those thoughts away, she put herself in this position so it was time for her to move.
"Well, that is something," Narcissa said doing a masterful job hiding her own nervousness and even more her excitement. Harry on the other hand felt mortified.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to," Harry said and Narcissa just smiled up at him.
"It's alright, it's perfectly natural. I'm flattered honestly." Narcissa spoke in a calming voice.
"Flattered?" Harry asked.
"Yes, this is because of me right?" She asked and he looked off to the side when she asked.
"Is it?" She asked again and slowly Harry nodded. "That's good, it makes me happy that you think I'm so pretty. But we shouldn't leave it like this, I did this so I'll take care of it just relax dear." Narcissa said as her fingers slipped into the band of his boxers.
"These aren't hand-me-downs are they?" Narcissa asked and Harry shook his head. It grossed Dudley out to think of Harry wearing his underwear so it was the only piece of clothing that the Dursleys bought, more because of Dudley than anything.
"That's good, I'm going to pull them down. If you want me to stop just say so." Narcissa might be off the deep end at this point but she wasn't going to force anything. She then began to slowly lower his boxers and Harry gasped as she did. She pulled them forward and his member was freed for her to gaze upon.
It was a very nice shape and very big for his age, and above average all around in size. It also had a bit of girth to it, and then the scent hit her. A scent she had not smelled since the conception of her son. But unlike back then she didn't despise this smell. The aroma was tantalizing for her as she watched his cock twitch at her gaze.
"It's very nice, have you ever played with it?" She asked and she could feel her mouth-watering and even a slight moisture rise from her legs as she kneeled down in front of Harry. She truly was desperate and pathetic.
"No..." Harry said, he thought about it but was never properly stimulated and more often than not too busy working or too tired to care.
"Well, can I play with it? I'll make it feel really good, you'll love it." Narcissa said and Harry gulped, he knew the right thing would probably be to say no and walk away. But his brain wasn't quite so interested in doing the right thing.
"Yes, please," Harry said and Narcissa smiled as she looked down and got ready. She had not pleasured a cock in a long time, her husband never asked for it and to be honest, she never wanted to do it for him. But she would for Harry, eagerly so.
As she got closer she noticed how his penis twitched excitedly, he may never have touched himself but his instincts were working just fine. She took one hand and gently wrapped it around his hard member causing him to gasp. Just her fingers felt so incredible Harry wasn't sure what else she could do.
Narcissa though was not going to be satisfied by a simple Handjob, no she wanted more. So she began to pump his length up and down and she could feel him throb in her hand from his excitment. She then leaned in to lick his tip and that made Harry tense as he wasn't expecting anything like that and his hips instinctually bucked into Narcissa.
"Cissa." He moaned but Narcissa just smiled at him as she lifted his cock up to lick its length all the way to the tip. Harry was properly floored by what she was doing to him. He couldn't imagine that it would get better, but then it did when all of a sudden Narcissa went from licking to engulfing as she took his cock into her mouth.
He was bombarded by the wet warmth of her mouth and it was a sensation he could never dream of. It wrapped around his length and he could feel her tongue swirl around him bringing him even more pleasure.
"Oh, that feels amazing." He moaned out and his hips bucked again and he could hear Narcissa giggling which also sent a pleasurable vibration through her mouth. She then started to move bobbing her head up and down his length as Harry had to lean back against the wall to steady himself.
Every time she pulled back he could feel suction and when she dove in that wonderful warmth. For Narcissa it was like he was candy, his taste was unique and she adored it. She also adored how he reacted, and how she was making him feel. It made her feel so good, to know she was bringing him such pleasure. And the way he looked at her, oh it made her positively drip with arousal. His eyes were so honest, his gaze spoke volumes when his voice failed. He adored her and what she was doing.
Though there was something more she desired. And she knew what it was when Harry's hips bucked into her face again and his cock ticked the back of her throat. She took her time as she came up off his cock and looked into his eyes.
"Does that feel good Harry?" She asked though the answer was obvious.
"Yes!" He said and he looked desperate for her to start again.
"You know what would make me feel good?" She asked and Harry blinked cutely.
"What?"
"Well, you know how you're pushing your hips sometimes. I want you to do that." She said and grabbed his hands and placed them on her head. "I want you to push into my mouth as much as you want. That will make me feel really good." She said and kissed his tip.
"Are you sure?" He asked but instead of answering she just swallowed his cock again. He shivered but she didn't move after that. Looking down he saw she was waiting for him, her eyes dancing with mirth. So taking a deep breath he pushed forward her tongue caressing his length as he did so. He kept going until he felt her nose press against him. He looked down and she was smiling as she made a glurk sound.
He then pulled back and Narcissa caressed his legs encouraging him. He pushed back and pulled out over and over. Eventually, his nervousness faded as he became absorbed in his task. His pace began to quicken and Narcissa freely let obscene lewd noises fly.
"Glurk, Glurk, Glurk." Was all she could make plus the wet sound of Harry's large for his age cock ramming into her mouth as he abandoned his sense and lost himself to her. That was what Narcissa wanted, that was her greatest validation, to know that she was driving him so wild that he lost control of himself. It was for her a testament to how he felt about her at the moment and how beautiful she was.
For Harry everything Narcissa was thinking was true, he'd never experienced anything like this. He had already thought she was gorgeous but now he thought of her as a goddess. The pleasures he was feeling and her soft blonde hair. The way her eyes never left his even as he lost himself to the warmth of her mouth and throat as he thrust into her face.
The way her cheeks would hollow out when he pulled back as she sucked him. The way her lewd noises drove him crazy despite never hearing anything like it before. The swirl of her tongue on his dick was insane. All this was driving him wild. He also started to notice a sensation building up in the base of his shaft.
"Cissa... I-I feel something." Harry said as his thrust became more erratic and Narcissa knew what was coming so she wrapped her arms around his waist and encouraged him further. Harry did so and powered through hard as he rammed his cock into Narcissa's wet lovely mouth. That build grew and grew and eventually, it erupted sending an incredible sensation he had never felt before. It cause his whole penis to tingle and a sensation that made him positively shiver as he felt something pulse from his penis and into Narcissa's throat as she pulled him in holding him tight as he unloaded.
Narcissa was positively glowing, the taste he had was divine to her when he started ejaculating and the warmth on her tongue was wonderful. She was going to get addicted to this and she was just fine with that. She was also surprised by just how strong it was, his ropes of cum hit her mouth and throat with surprising force, not to mention the thickness of it. She idly recalled how in her Hogwart days some girls would talk about a wizard's bedroom prowess being directly linked to their magical ability.
If that was true Harry was quite powerful already. At his age... yes his age, looking up Narcissa saw his face twist in pleasure but she also became acutely aware of just what she had done and with who. This wasn't just Harry Potter, this was Harry Potter who had not even been sorted into his house yet. Eleven years old and she had dropped down to her knees for a blowjob just for him.
She should feel ashamed, and disgusted with herself. Her weakness that the first sign of genuine interest in her caused her to spiral to this outcome. But she didn't instead she felt satisfied and warm, and more than that. She felt a strong desire, to do this more, to know more about this boy she had only just met. She wanted to know him and reveal all of herself to him.
She had fallen hard, out of desperation or weakness who could tell? But she wasn't going to let go of this, she couldn't she was too far gone now, his age be damned.
"What was that?" Harry asked his voice a bit shaky as he asked and Narcissa pulled herself off his cock. Though she made sure to lick the tip and leave not a drop of cum behind. She then tilted her head back and opened her mouth to reveal the cloudy white liquid that assaulted her tongue that she had not yet swallowed.
Harry's eyes widened and he could feel his member twitch at the sight. Narcissa smiled and her eyes revealed her lust as she closed her mouth and made a show of enjoying it as she swallowed.
"Delicious. That Harry is called cum, or sperm but I prefer cum. You just came or ejaculated. It's the boy's version of an orgasm, when you do orgasm you shoot that cum out of your penis, or cock as I like to call it. So usually when that happens it's called cumming." Narcissa explained looking down and noticing his cock wasn't entirely flaccid, if they had time she'd gladly give him an intense practical lesson on the subject.
"Did you cum then?" Harry asked and Narcissa was touched that he even thought of it. She knew most men wouldn't think of it or even care, like her husband.
"No not this time, but I still felt very good because of you," Narcissa assured as she got back to her feet. Though she still noted that Harry didn't look satisfied with her answer which made her heart flutter.
"Tell you what, you know how you can make me feel good?" Narcissa asked and Harry nodded. "Give me a kiss?" She asked and Harry was surprised by that.
"I've never kissed a girl before," Harry admitted and Narcissa just leaned down.
"Can I be your first then?" She asked and was pleasantly surprised when Harry leaped forward and captured her lips. He was clumsy but very eager as Narcissa put her hands on his face and guided him through the kiss. For Harry, it was fireworks as he revealed the feel of her lips on his.
For Narcissa, it was like being a love-struck teen. Despite what had just occurred she had to say this was the best part. She deepened the kiss, opening Harry's mouth with her tongue and exploring it, and caressing his young tongue with hers. Harry loved every second as his hands raised to her sides.
Though as much as Narcissa could lose herself to her new young lover's embrace she had to stop. She hadn't lost all her sense just yet that she was going to risk staying in here any longer. So they separated and Narcissa quickly fixed Harry's clothes and peeked out where she saw that Madam Malkin had returned but thankfully she was distracted. Quickly fixing her appearance she left the changing room with Harry.
"Harry, just so you know, it probably would be best if we kept this between us. Alright?" Narcissa said and Harry nodded. He might not know a lot about sex or anything relating to it. But he did know that a boy like him being with a grown woman wasn't normal.
"I won't, but when will I see you again?" Harry asked already dreading being apart.
"I'll send you an owl with my personal mailing address. We can write to each other. For today though, I was just here to pick up my son's robes, I have nothing else planned today so perhaps I could accompany you, if that is alright." Narcissa offered and Harry beamed at her with a wide smile.
"I'd love that!"
Chapter 2: Distant yet close
Summary:
The next chapter is here, got to say I love writing this kind of dynamic. I've read some comments and trust me Harry's Professors will not be able to resist! Until next time let me know what you think and comment!
Chapter Text
Whelp there were things that Harry could be grateful for. One of them was Rubeous Hagrid, after exploring Diagon Alley and getting all the things he needed Hagrid returned him to the Dursley home and made sure that they did not mess with him or any of his belongings. So far that was working even if they did stuff all his new things into the garage where they didn't have to see it.
He was thankful that Hedwig was safe with Narcissa. He smiled as he thought of the woman, she was so kind and helpful the whole time they were there. Not to mention their intimacy with each other in Malkins. Harry often awoke to a painful boner due to newfound dreams involving the goddess.
But there was also her pure honesty and insight into the world. Hagrid was amazing of course but he quickly realized that he was quite the one-dimensional fellow. Harry had asked about Hogwarts and she had been very forthcoming with telling him anything he wanted to know.
Like the four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Hagrid had said a lot of bad wizards had come from Slytherin and Narcissa took offense to that, seeing as how she was a Slytherin Alumni. Though she relented saying that her house had produced lots of dark wizards in recent history she also countered by saying that it produced the best wizards too. Light or Dark no true Slytherin would settle for mediocre.
After all Merlin himself was a Student of the Slytherin house. But the way she boiled it down was that Gryffindor students were known for their Bravery and high moral standards. Ravenclaws were known for their wit and intellect. Hufflepuff was known for its loyalty and kindness.
Meanwhile Slytherin despite its ill reputation over the past few years, was known for being cunning and ambitious. She said that ambition was good but only when tempered with discipline and a level head. She did admit to being a bit biased but any house would suit Harry just fine she was sure. Though one thing both of them refused to elaborate on was the sorting ceremony itself and what it entails.
Harry had a lot to think of but he did remember that Narcissa and Hagrid got into quite the heated debate when he left to get his wand. He didn't want to pry but he was quite curious seeing as Narcissa seemed quite perturbed about something Hagrid had said.
Harry sighed as he continued to weed out the Garden for his aunt, well more like he was ordered to. But this was one of his more favorite chores, heaven knows that if his Aunt Petunia even attempted to tend to her own garden the entire thing would wilt away within days.
His Aunt Petunia wasn't as nasty as Vernon, not to say she was kind in any respect. But she never hit him or screamed at him. Mainly she would just order him around or send him off to the cupboard when she was irked by him.
Then of course there was Dudley, he followed his father's example and would often go Harry hunting. That would usually result in him doing something freakish and setting off his uncle for a round of beatings. Harry shook his head and focused on his task. He was glad for some routine as it made the time go by faster. Just one more week and he would be off to this Hogwarts school.
He smiled at the thought of being away from his relative for almost a year. He'd have to come back during the summer but that was a long way off. It was here Harry stood up after pulling the last weed and watering the flowers a bit. He looked up at the clear sky and was hoping to see something. Narcissa had said she send him an owl but it had yet to arrive. It was a bit disheartening but he was sure she had a good reason. He did tell her his address so she could send a letter but nothing came.
Shaking his head he looked over and saw the mailman driving up to the house with a stack of envelopes in his hand.
"Hey there lad, tending the garden again?" The man asked as he approached.
"Yes sir, it looks good doesn't it," Harry said, it had been drilled into his mind early on that he was not to speak any ill of the Dursleys to anyone and if anyone asked about him he was to just walk away. So to the Mailman, the reason he saw Harry working outside alone so much is because Harry genuinely enjoyed working in the Garden. This wasn't a total lie but the only other thing he found to be enjoyable was cooking, at least when he did it to his relative's satisfaction.
"Quite so dear boy. Here you are, have a pleasant day." The man said and Harry nodded as he took the envelopes and the man went his way. Flicking through them his eyes widened when he saw one of them was addressed to him. More than that it was sealed with a kiss judging from the red lipstick.
There was no mistake as Harry raised it and gave it a sniff and the scent of Narcissa filled his senses. He was confused as he expected an owl but he wasn't going to complain as he pocketed the letter and brought the rest inside.
"Here is the post." Harry said laying the mail on the table "All the chores are done for the day too." Harry said and Vernon sneered at him as Petunia just ignored him.
"Then we've no need of you! Get out!" Vernon spat and Harry gladly did so as he retreated to his cramped Cupboard. Harry was excited as he turned on the light and set the letter down. He wanted to use his wand as Narcissa had shown him a few very simple spells already which blew his young mind. But she had warned him that students living in muggle homes were not allowed to perform magic outside of school.
That got him to look at his wand which he set on the foot of his bed which doubled as a shelf for him. It was a beautiful Dark grey nearly black wand with a spiral design of feathers going along the shaft. The handles were riveted in a way that gave him an excellent grip for his hand which was comfortable and stable.
He smiled thinking back to when he got it, the wand maker was very surprised. It was yew wood which was a rarer wood but it was also an American core, horn shavings from a horned serpent which were native to North America, it was a gift from one of his associates and quite difficult to get a hold of. He had never been able to find a partner for the wand since getting it so he was glad to have Harry take it. He had told him that the unique core would speak to its wielder letting off a humming tune that would alert the wielder of danger.
He moved on from the wand and went about opening the letter and pulled out the contents. It was a simple parchment and something else, they looked like printed pictures but they were blank. He thought that was odd but he shrugged it off and unfolded his letter and began to read.
To my newest and dearest Harry Potter,
I apologize, getting a letter to you proved quite difficult. Every time I sent a letter to you for some reason it would just return the letter undelivered. I had to seek out the owl mail near my home to ask what the issue was but they found nothing either. Of course, I didn't tell them it was for you since we are being discreet but still.
In any event, I ended up having to go to Muggle London and had to figure out how to use the Muggle mailing system. It was quite confusing honestly but I eventually was successful as a kind old woman helped me after I feigned being a confused foreigner. My accent replication skills are quite something, I'm sure we will have plenty of time for me to give you a proper demonstration.
Harry gulped at that and he could feel an erection coming on just from thinking about it. There was no way Narcissa meant that in an innocent way.
In any event, I am just glad to finally get to contact you. I miss you, and I think of our time together fondly. I know that you will be entering Hogwarts but I am not very good at practicing long periods of patience when there is something I desperately want. One of my flaws. But rest assured I have already devised something that your being at Hogwarts shall not be an issue for us. For now, I will simply bide my time and relish the memory of your warm cum filling my mouth and throat.
Harry groaned at that slightly as his erection became harder he thought about that day all the time. And to know that Narcissa was thinking about it too made him feel all warm inside.
There is so much I wish to discuss with you, to learn about you. But that would be ill-done over a letter. For now, I will just give you a few parting words of advice as well as a gift.
Your friend Hagrid is a good man, but he is a person that respects authority a little too much. There are going to be many people that will try to sway your thoughts on certain subjects, or certain people. I believe Hagrid proved that when he defamed all of Slytherin's house for the actions of a few horrid individuals.
But I implore you, to make your own decisions. Listen and learn and never jump to conclusions. Also, I must warn you to never, never look directly into the Headmaster's eyes. If you speak with him look at his eyebrows, his nose, his lips but not his eyes. I will explain later as to why but I do not wish to spoil your experiences at Hogwarts.
Also, my son will be in your year, and I will apologize in advance for his behavior. I love my son, dearly, but I was seldom powerful enough to protect him from his father's ways. He has grown to be an abrasive and arrogant boy. If you do encounter him, I would selfishly ask you to try to befriend him. Perhaps you could be a good influence on him. But do not force yourself, I do not wish to lose you so if my son proves to be too much for your liking simply leave him be.
Beyond that, all I can do is wish you luck, and I know you will be great. Just do not shirk your studies, if you can manage to have good scores in your schooling there will be a reward for you that you will greatly enjoy. Speaking of rewards, I have a gift for you. I am sure you noticed by now the blank photos I placed along with this letter. Well, there's a secret password you need to say in order to see what's on them.
The password is mummy, say it while holding the photo and it will reveal itself. Once you let go it will go back to being blank and won't show itself until you hold it again and speak the password. Can't be too careful after all.
Oh before I forget, on the inside of the top fold of the envelope is my personal address that you can write letters to. Hedwig is an absolute darling but I'm sure she misses you just as much as I do. Until you get to school however just send that letter through the muggle mail. It is my understanding that there are wizards who can track the letter and will have the owl post deliver it to me.
Once I have your letter, I'll be sure to send a reply with Hedwig, she is your's after all there should be no issue with her finding you.
With love, Narcissa Malfoy nee Black.
Harry smiled as he finished the letter and saw that Narcissa had left a kiss impression on the page at the bottom. Despite how embarrassing it was Harry pulled the paper up to his face and pressed his lips against the spot. He got a slight tingle but it was nothing compared to the feel of her real warm lips on his own.
Setting the letter down for now he picked up one of the pictures and held it up. He was blushing already at having to say the password but he steeled himself and spoke it.
"Mummy." He said in a low tone and his eyes nearly jumped out of his head, and his heart began to hammer and his erection returned with full ferocity. The picture revealed itself to be none other than Narcissa dressed in gorgeous and revealing underwear. It was a lacey green color that left nothing to the imagination despite her breast or her most private part.
Harry thought that Narcissa looked gorgeous in her dress. This blew it out of the water by a long shot. The way the photo moved too, she was caressing herself, teasingly just for him. He wanted to see what was under the limited garments she wore. Hell, he wanted to be with her in person as she wore this.
He gasped as he pressed against his erection and picked up the next photo. It was a different outfit now, a white one of a similar style to the last but this time it had something like a nightgown look even though it was see-through and only fell to her hips. She also had white fishnet-style leggings on.
In this photo, she was on her knees and the camera had been angled down. It was reminding him greatly of the view he had when Narcissa sucked his cock. In the photo, she would shake her breast causing them to sway and jiggle and she would sometimes open her mouth and push out her tongue. Like she was silently asking him to give her something. And he knew what she was implying.
With difficulty, he put the photo down and picked up the last one. She wore the same outfit as in the second photo but her pose had changed. It was the most teasing of them all as she was bent over in front of the camera. She was on her bed swaying her hips from side to side and her panties were so very thin. Her legs were spread apart just enough to tease him with her hidden treasures. Sometimes in the photo, her hand would reach back on pull on her big round butt and pull at her cheek.
But before she could be too revealing she would retract her hand. It was torturous and Harry wished for nothing more than to teleport to Narcissa right now and see her in these lewd clothes and poses. Reaching into his shorts he grabbed his painfully hard member just like Narcissa had and began to pump it.
It wasn't nearly as good as her hands or her mouth but it was all he could do. So he held up the photos and stared at the woman he had become so enraptured with and lost himself.
As it would turn out the object of Harry's affection and attention was thinking about him as well. While she did not have a photo collection to enjoy her memory was quite good and she couldn't wait to make even more of them.
But for now, she was examing herself, she noticed it the day after she was with Harry but she was sure of it. Her face had begun to regain some of its youthful vigor. Though it wasn't like she was walking around looking like a young twenty-year-old again. But closely examing her face she saw that the wrinkles that she had done a marvelous job at hiding were fading. The crow's feet around her eyes and the laugh lines around her lips.
Not to mention her breast, at thirty-six they had begun to sag due to their size and weight. But she was surprised to find a new firmness to them as she examined them in the mirror. Then there were the stretch marks she had from bearing Draco, Magic had done wonders to lessen them but now they were gone. And the slight plumpness that was begging to set in around her legs and hips was gone replaced by her former flat belly and hourglass waist that she had been fighting to maintain with a good diet.
While people around her wouldn't notice since the changes were not extreme, no one knew Narcissa's body better than she did. And the sight of her seemingly revitalized state was incredible. She wasn't de-aging or anything, she knew exactly what was happening.
It was an inside secret to all the witches, especially pureblood trophy wives. That you could tell how well a man treats his wife and how much attention he gives her depending on how well she looked. If a woman was married but looked as old as she was supposed to, other witches would know she was not getting any attention. That's how it was with Narcissa, at least until she met Harry.
Wizard Semen wasn't just good for creating babies, it was also very nutritious for a witch. The more uncouth witches in her social circle would joke that the best skin care regimen was to let your husband unload on your face. Of course, those witches all looked very well-kept and youthful so they most likely knew what they were talking about.
Though it wasn't supposed to be this fast, it was probably a testament to Harry's potential that just one ejaculation into her throat was enough to revitalize her this much.
Oh, Harry, Narcissa got chills just thinking about him. They had only just met yet he dominated her thoughts unlike anything else. It was foolish to be so entrapped by a man, let alone a boy. But here she was her head in the clouds just thinking about her young lover. How much is he losing himself over the gift she sent him? Narcissa would love nothing more than to pose for him in real life. Then have him descend on her like a boy possessed.
Though it would probably be some time before Harry was ready to take a more dominant role in this relationship, especially given his age. This slow burn was good too, and judging by how eagerly he kissed her last time they were together he was more than ready to learn.
It was at times like this she was glad for having a separate room from her Husband. Hell, it was at all times she was glad, they haven't slept in the same bed since Draco was conceived. A grueling and boring process.
But not with Harry, just thinking about his vigor and excitement got her dripping. She indulged herself as she dipped her hand below her to her searing snatch that was already wet. She thought of Harry's young impressive cock as she began to play with her clit. Gasping and moaning as she imagined his length entering her, as she taught him just how to please not only her but any woman.
She thought of his hard length pulsing and spewing his virile seed into her depths.
"Oh, Harry... inside me." She moaned out loud as she dove her fingers into her folds. She had to be patient, she had to go slow. But in her mind, Harry was already ready to have her and take her. His cock spears into her, oh she would need to find a deep strength not to pounce on him the second she gets a chance. She didn't want this to be one-sided, she wanted him to come to her.
To be with her as an equal and eventually as a powerful dominating force. She wanted him to shoot his thick seed into her depths not because it's what she wanted, even though she desperately wanted it. She wanted him to do it because it was what he wanted, what he demanded. She dreamed of getting to the point where he would walk in and tell her to bend over and drop her panties.
Their age difference should have made that seem odd to her but somehow it made it so much more hot for her. It drove her crazy to think about him demanding her body as nothing more than a little first-year. Then he would grow and he would only get better and better, not to mention bigger.
But for now, she would have to settle for the Harry in her mind, and her fingers. And without knowing it, both lovers reached a climax as Harry released a powerful load over Narcissa's pictures and Narcissa creamed herself soaking her panties and her thighs as her body quaked and her legs trembled. And both spoke the same thing once they regained their senses.
"I can't wait to see you again."
Chapter 3: Station shenanigans
Summary:
And here is Chapter three! I've seen the comments that want me to add some women such as Andromeda and Poppy and I honestly didn't consider those options. But I can see interesting things with that but I would have to change some things around. Nothing major but I can do it. So I'll add them in because why the hell not!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Narcissa felt very silly at the moment, she had exchanged a few letters with Harry since she had received his first one and she was right, Hedwig had no issue finding Harry or delivering letters for him. But for some reason anytime she would try any other owl it would just result in the same failure. But the letters that did go through with Hedwig were some of her most cherished. It made her feel like she was a girl back in Hogwarts.
Now she was standing here at Kings Cross Station waiting for Harry to arrive. This was the most excited she had ever been in a long time, Harry had cemented himself so deeply with her in such a short time. She often felt quite foolish and silly for it, but that was a small part. A much larger part of her felt much more excited about his arrival and about seeing him again.
She had arrived rather early to get Draco situated as quickly as possible, he had complained non-stop about it but she wasn't hearing any of it. It gave her plenty of time to find a trolly and wait for Harry with Hedwig in hand as well as the snowy owl trilled.
"I know, he'll be here shortly I'm sure," Narcissa said to the owl as she let out a soft hoot in response. She had also spent a good deal of time debating what to wear. That was something else she had not done for decades. She wanted with so much passion to wear something a bit more provocative for him. She had a few dresses that were far more daring than what most conservative witches would wear.
But her reason won out and she didn't want to draw undue attention to herself, or questions from her husband about why she was wearing something like that to simply drop Draco off at the express. As if he cared, Lucious did not love her or care for her needs. But he was possessive, as far as he was concerned she was like a painting. Something that just needed to look pretty and that he owned, and he didn't want anyone else to have it.
So she went for something a bit more tasteful. A black dress-styled robe that would not look odd amongst the muggles or the magical world. It was a snug fit around her figure and she knew that there was an outline around her panties that would drive Harry crazy. She also had a bit of cleavage showing, not as much as she would like to show him but enough to get his engine going she was sure.
"Excuse me miss, you need any help?" a muggle aid that worked for the station asked and Narcissa shook her head. This was maybe the tenth time one of the helpers offered her assistance, no doubt due to her attractiveness.
"No thank you, I am just waiting for a friend to arrive, he should be here shortly." She responded, and that sent him away. Narcissa took a deep breath as he looked back and forth and then spotted a car. It was simple navy blue but she spotted its backseat passenger. Her heart raced as a smile split her face.
She grabbed the trolly and began to make her way over, a bit more quickly than what a lady of her status probably should. But her excitement was getting the better of her. She watched as Harry stepped out of the car and began to unload his luggage. Thankfully when shopping in Diagon Alley that day that felt so long ago, she had helped him select enchanted trunks that wouldn't be heavy no matter what he put inside.
She also noted with annoyance that the fat man that was driving not only didn't help Harry but looked quite angry as he said something to Harry. She also saw that Harry was once again wearing hand-me-down clothes again which made her scowl.
But before she could give the fat man a proper scare and shakedown Harry finished unloading his luggage and the man sped off. That infuriated her even more, Harry had not told her much about his relatives except for the fact that they didn't care all that much for him. But she was an observant woman and even if she wasn't, a blind woman could see there was far more going on in Harry's life that he didn't tell her.
But she calmed herself, she could deal with that another day. today was not supposed to be about anger she wanted to send Harry off to Hogwarts with another good memory. So calming herself she looked at Harry and that alone made her smile.
"Well hello there, would a strapping young boy like you need help from little old me?" Narcissa asked as she approached and Harry whirled around to greet her with the biggest smile she had ever seen and it was meant just for her. She had to fight every urge not to just kiss him right here and she could see Harry was doing the same.
"I missed you, and so did Hedwig." She said indicating to the owl and Harry nodded.
"I missed you too, so much," Harry said there was much more he wanted to say and to do, seeing as Narcissa did a fabulous job riling him up by sending more pictures with every other letter or so. He was amassing quite a collection.
"Let's get your things together then, don't want to miss the train," Narcissa said as she went to help Harry but he insisted on doing it. It's not like the trunks were very heavy but still. He got all of his luggage onto the trolly and greeted Hedwig in her cage who nibbled his finger affectionately.
"Well come along this way," Narcissa said as she walked and Harry pushed the trolly. She didn't offer to help this time because she wanted to walk in front. Leading Harry but also giving him a nice view as she added just a little more sway to her stride.
Harry's eyes found her rear easily, the photos she had gifted him let him have a very good idea of what she had hidden in her snug robe. It was also unendingly arousing to see the outline of her undoubtedly lewd panties pressed against the fabric. For the first time in his life, Harry was glad for the oversized clothes he wore, as their size helped to hide the fact that his erection was becoming bigger and making it very awkward to walk.
"Is everything alright Harry?" Narcissa asked with false concern, she knew very well the effect she was having on the young boy and his intense gaze made her shiver.
"Yes, it is." He said as he did his best to burn the image of her delicious rump into his mind. The photos he had were outstanding but nothing compared to the real thing, even if she was covered.
"Oh, by the way, why are you not wearing the clothes I bought for you? Did you not like them?"
"No! I love them, I just didn't want to... well my relatives wouldn't appreciate my new clothes so I just stored them away in my trunk for now." Harry said and Narcissa frowned, she would be paying those muggles a visit.
"Well, we have time why don't we find somewhere you can change," Narcissa said, she was planning on finding a secluded spot anyway but this just gave her a better excuse. There were washrooms they could use, she could easily enchant for their privacy. But no there must've been a better spot than a washroom.
The station was abuzz with activity as muggles walked from platform to platform. Families and couples and lone travelers. But where could they go to get some privacy? Though did she need privacy? Well of course she wasn't going to display herself like a Knockturn alley whore, but hiding herself and Harry with charms as she pleasured him. There was some thrill to that, as they could see all the muggles around them while she focused on Harry and Harry alone.
Though would Harry be alright with that? She didn't want to scare or overwhelm him. She looked back and saw his eyes were practically glued to her derriere. She saw his flushed face and his rapid breathing, and despite his best efforts to hide it, she also noticed his erection.
In the end, she decided against it as he also needed to change as well, and while sucking him off in public while hidden with magic was one thing, completely stripping him down would most likely be a step too far.
She then saw her opportunity, a waiting room. It was a simple rectangle box for travelers to sit and wait for their train. What's more, is that with the exception of the doors, the glass was matte style making it impossible to see inside except for their shadows. Leading Harry over she peeked in and saw a few muggles sitting and waiting but with a quick swish of her wand and a discreet confundus charm. The muggles all suddenly found themselves wanting to find other accommodations.
The pair waited for only a minute before the room was emptied and they went inside. Narcissa then went about ensuring their privacy and locking the doors.
"Alright... now let's-" The words dies in her throat as Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her down. She didn't resist as Harry pressed his lips to hers and her mind went blank for a moment. A delightful tingle shot threw her jaw and a shiver made its way down her spine. Already she could feel a dampness in her panties as Harry again clumsily claimed her lips.
The long month that they had spent apart faded away as Narcissa eagerly returned his kiss. Adding her tongue to the mix which Harry happily accepted as they danced together. The pair began to back up as they kissed until Harry fell into a bench and Narcissa focused on snogging him ragged.
Narcissa was very aware of the time they had. She had planned this perfectly, getting here early and telling Harry to arrive when he did, this would give them at least an hour and a half. Factoring a slight error for muggle traffic or Draco dragging his feet in the morning. So there was no need to rush.
"Cissa." Harry gasped as he looked down at the tent his erection had formed. Narcissa smiled as she pecks his lips.
"Oh, is there something you want me to do?" She asked and Harry gasped as her hand traveled up his thigh but not too high.
"Yes please," Harry said as his knuckles went white while gripping the bench. Narcissa smiled seductively she wanted Harry to be more dominant and she wanted to start as soon as possible.
"Oh dear, whatever could you mean?" She played and Harry groaned, she was teasing him she had to be. Harry knew what he wanted but it was very embarrassing to say it.
"Can... can you use your mouth?" Harry asked and Narcissa smiled as she gave him another peck on the lips.
"There you go is that better?" She asked and was delighted to see his gaze become more intense as her teasing went on.
"No not that, the other thing," Harry said and Narcissa just tilted her head cutely.
"Other thing... Harry, you have to be-"
"My cock! Use your mouth on my Cock!" He suddenly said as Narcissa blinked but then smiled. Yes, this is what she wanted, she wanted him to demand her. To desire her and to use her, to command her.
"Oh, you should've said so, here let Mummy take care of you," Narcissa said undoing his pants and shimmying them off leaving only his boxers with his cock pressing hard against his confines. But instead of going for the undergarment, she trailed her fingers up and under his shirt. Harry gasped as he felt her nails tickle his skin.
"This has to come off too dear," Narcissa said and Harry nodded and lifted his arms as Narcissa stripped his shirt, and what she saw made a flood of anger. Any doubts about confronting Harry's relatives vanished, not that there were many, to begin with. She saw scars, ones that were not supposed to be on the body of a boy his age.
At that moment Harry forgot his arousal and attempted to cover his chest with his hands. Narcissa caught his wrist as she willing her anger to leave her.
"No dear, you never have to hide anything from me," Narcissa spoke in a soft voice as she leaned forward and kissed Harry on the chest right over his scars. She wouldn't let this ruin the moment but she would not forget this. So her fingers trailed down to the band of his boxers and with a smile she pulled them down. Harry breathed in deep as she did and soon enough his cock was freed twitching excitedly and he was naked to the world.
"Is that for me? Harry, I love it." Narcissa said as she gripped his six-inch cock. That number might not blow any records for grown men, but Harry wasn't a grown man. He was an eleven-year-old boy, a boy that dominated her mind and with a little more practice Narcissa would have him dominate her whole body.
She wasted no more time as she descended on his cock, lavishing it with attention as her tongue eagerly traced his length and her nose took in his boyish scent. Harry gasped as he placed one of his hands in her hair and Narcissa was thrilled that he did. She let him guide her head and eagerly swallowed his length all the way down as he pressed into her throat and she gagged sexily around him.
With his hand still gripping her hair she began bobbing up and down making sure to suck as she went back and kept her tongue busy as it wriggled around his under shaft. Harry was thrown in bliss as he greatly enjoyed Narcissa's attention. The first time they did this had felt almost like a dream and he couldn't quite remember the sensation. Now it was all coming back to him, the feel of her tongue the warm wetness of her mouth.
Narcissa had started to get down but not to her knees. No, instead she pulled her skirt up with one hand while cupping Harry's balls with the other. Once it was up to her waist she spread her legs and used her other hand to stimulate herself. Rubbing the fabric of her panties over her clit as she lost herself to please Harry. Having his cock back in her mouth and throat was divine. She had missed it something terribly, as well as the boy it belonged to.
Feeling his warm cock in her mouth, as the spongey head tickled her throat. She loved every twitch and the slight pulse she could feel indicating his rapid heart rate. It matched her own as she doubled her efforts.
"Cissa!" Harry groaned out and Narcissa smiled around his cock. He was still young so it was no wonder he wasn't lasting too long. She would be sure to train his endurance as well as his dominance. But for now, she just focused on rapidly dropping her head on his cock making sure to make the lewdest noises as she slobbered messily of his hard member.
Harry felt it creeping up on him quickly, plus the sensation of Narcissa gently fondling his balls also helped. Seeing her head bob so fast on him and her lips sealed tight as her cheeks hollowed out. She was making quite a mess with her spit but he was sure that was for his benefit. The build-up of pressure grew and grew until he couldn't hold it any longer. Gripping her hair roughly with both hands now he began to buck wildly into the older woman's mouth as he climaxed.
"Cissa!" Harry moaned out again as Cissa greedily swallowed rope after rope of Harry's seed. The familiar taste she had so missed filling her mouth and shooting down her throat. The way his cock swelled and throbbed was always going to be delightful. She pulled back slightly as his climax began to wane and he played a bit with his hole with her tongue before sucking on it. She could feel the last bits of cum entering her mouth as she did and Harry gasped.
"Cissa! It's really sensitive!" He gasped out as Narcissa just stared up into his eyes and sucked again, she wanted more but when it was clear there was none she got off his cock and swirled his cum around her mouth savoring the flavor. She was about to swallow when she noticed Harry looking expectantly at her.
She smiled flirtatiously and raised her eyebrow in a questioning way. Harry was confused at first before he realized what she wanted him to do.
"Show me." He said a flush covering his face he wasn't used to making demands of anyone, usually it was him being directed all the time. Narcissa smiled even more, and she tilted her head up to show the boy her cloudy white prize that coated her mouth and pooled in the back. She made a show of swirling her tongue around before she closed her mouth and swallowed with a loud sensual moan.
"You taste just as good as the first time Harry."
"You were amazing." Harry breathed out and Narcissa smiled as she stood up and his eyes trailed down to where she had ridden up her long skirt and it revealed her naughty panties. It was purple silk this time and transparent save for a single silk patch that covered her vagina. After being teased so long with it he wanted to see what lie underneath the expensive undergarment. He had never seen one before but he would love nothing more than for Narcissa to be his first.
"You know Harry, when I was modeling for you in those photos do you know what I wanted most?" Narcissa asked loving the fact that Harry's eyes could never leave her.
"What?" He asked.
"I wanted you to take the pictures. I wanted to model for you in person." She said and produced a small cube-shaped thing she then brought out her wand which Harry had no idea where she kept and honestly didn't care at the moment. Then with a wave, the cube got big and revealed itself to be one of those cameras that printed the pictures it took.
"Here, I want you to tell me what to do and take photos of me for you to keep. The longer you hold the button the longer the picture will be but it can only produce about fifteen seconds." Narcissa said as she handed Harry the camera as he looked between the woman and it.
"D-Do we have time?" Harry asked he was quite nervous, and honestly missing the express might not be the worst thing if it meant more time with Narcissa.
"Oh yes, don't you worry about that. Now what would you like Mummy to do?" Narcissa asked and Harry gulped as his hands were shaking slightly. Narcissa was giving him permission to order her around and do lewd things and poses just for him. It filled him with a rush he never wanted to end.
"Take off your dress," Harry said and Narcissa looked on seductively as she did so. It was a slow strip and she made sure to make it as sensual as possible. Harry snapped a photo of the process and the camera printed it out only seconds later. He placed it down reverently as he took in the sight of Narcissa nearly nude.
His erection, which had never fully faded returned with full force at the sight. He had seen her panties but now he saw her bra, it was the same fabric and color but what's more, it had the same transparency with some silk fabric patterns over it. It was made in such a way that Harry wasn't sure if she was seeing what was under the bra. Was the dark spot her nipples or not? Was it a trick of the light?
He couldn't tell and that excited him.
"Turn around." He said and Narcissa did so pulling her hair over her shoulder to give him an unobstructed view of her back. Her figure was perfect in his eyes, the way that her waist dipped in and then flared out at her wide hips. Her flawless skin and fair complexion and more than that her bum.
The lewd teasing nature of her panties was in full effect on the back as it was again just a transparent window framed by silk fabric. It left nothing to the imagination as he could see her heart-shaped cheeks and the split down the middle. He took another photo and set it down.
"B-bend over." He said clearing his throat as if that would help calm his nerves. Narcissa did as he wanted slowly bending at the waste her hands tracing her legs to keep balance as she did. This was something Harry was quickly finding he enjoyed having a woman especially a mature woman like Narcissa following his commands was brilliant. He took another picture.
"Turn around again." She did so and locked onto his eyes as she waited for another direction. Harry's heart was really thumping now as he thought about what he wanted her to do next.
"T-take off..." He started but stuttered his cock twitching wildly at just his thoughts. Narcissa was smiling and being seductive for her young lover. She was patient as she waited for him to find his courage.
"Take off your bra." He said his face blazing and Narcissa felt a shiver of thrill run through her. She reached back and easily undid the clasp of her bra. He allowed it to fall to the floor and pushed her chest out so Harry could get the best view he could.
Harry felt his mouth begin to water and if possible it felt like his cock got even harder than it was. Her breasts were perfect milky white and topped with erect pink nipples. He had never seen naked breasts before and he was quickly becoming a fan. They were also far larger than any he had seen on any other woman. He took another photo.
Narcissa began to take a little initiative and swayed her breast side to side causing them to jiggle with her movements and she giggled slightly as Harry quickly took another picture.
"Can you come closer?" Harry asked and Narcissa swayed side to side in a thinking motion.
"I could," she said playfully and Harry groaned as his cock twitched again.
"Come closer to me!" He said with authority this time and Narciss felt her panties become even more damp as he took a little commanding tone. She followed his order and walked forward till she was standing in front of him. Since he was only eleven she easily towered over him as he looked up into her eyes and she looked down into his.
Then he raised his hand, slowly and hesitantly. But eventually, he rested it on her breast and Narcissa gasped feeling him press into her soft flesh.
"Oh Harry," She moaned as his fingers flexed experimentally around her globes.
"Your beautiful," Harry whispered as he felt the softness of her breast on his hand. His hand then dropped suddenly as he gasped holding his erection. It wasn't painful but it was getting very hard to ignore, Narcissa noticed this and dropped to her knees. Though even on her knees she still had to bend down to get to his cock.
"Would you like me to help?" She asked and Harry nodded.
"Make me cum, please," Harry said and Narcissa obliged as she eagerly descended on his cock again. Given all the excitement Harry was feeling there was little doubt that he wouldn't last that long. So instead she got an idea as she bobbed her head up and down his length again.
Harry for his part enjoyed being back in Narcissa's mouth as his hips would buck every so often to her oral ministrations. He then raised the camera again and Narcissa was positively gleeful that he did as she made sure to give him a good angle while sucking his cock and looked into the camera as he took the photo.
"Harry tell me when you're close okay?" Narcissa said and Harry nodded as she resumed plunging down on his length. She assaulted him sucking hard on his member and fondling his balls at the same time. Harry groaned as he did not expect such intensity but was glad for it. It wasn't long before he felt that familiar build-up began to creep in.
"Cissa, I'm gonna cum." Harry moaned out as Narcissa got off his cock and began to use her hand to jack him off her spit acting as a lubricant.
"Take a picture, Harry, take a picture of you cuming on my face. I want you to cover me with cum baby. Cum on Mummy's face!" Narcissa said as she jacked him quickly and could feel him swell in her hand as his orgasm began in earnest.
"I'm cumming!" Harry said as suddenly a rope of his hot sticky cum shot out from his tip and splattered on Narcissa's face. Harry had just enough sense to press the camera button as he began to cum so that he captured the moment. Rope after rope was fired from his tip as his cock pulsed in Narcissa's hand who would pump it every so often. The great volume of his semen quickly coated the older woman's face and she even decided to lean back a bit to let it fire onto her bare breast.
Using her arms to press her boobs together his cum pooled in her cleavage as she opened her mouth to catch the last few spurts on her tongue. Harry breathed in deeply as he came down from his orgasmic eye and was able to behold the mess he made.
Narcissa was still holding there with her mouth open and streaks of cum covered her face and hair. There was enough to even get into her left eye but she didn't close it. There was a pool of it in her mouth and in the valley of her breast. Harry quickly took another photo as Narcissa began to clean herself.
She started by swallowing what was in her mouth then leaned down using her hand to press her breast up to lap up the cum on them. A bit of the cum on her face dripped down but she just licked that up to. Once she had finished with that she used her hands to wipe up the remaining streaks and swallow them. Then did the same with her face, She made a show of it all every time she put his cum in her mouth it looked like it was her favorite thing.
"Thanks for the treat." She said as she shuffled forward. Harry didn't need any prompting for this as he leaned forward and kissed Narcissa. Yet another thing to love about Harry, most men wouldn't deign to kiss her after that but Harry didn't care.
When they separated Narcissa stood and got her wand to clean herself up.
"We should get you changed, then we'll head off to platform nine and three-quarters," Narcissa said as she bent over to grab her discarded clothes and heard the sound of a snap. She smiled to herself at the sound as she dressed and Harry did too in his proper clothes. Narcissa promptly threw his other ones in the garbage.
And with that, the pair went off with no one being the wiser of what just occurred between the young boy and mature woman. And that somehow made it all the sweeter.