Chapter 4: Hogwarts
Summary:
Harry enters Hogwarts, no smut but trust me there will be more to come. This chapter is more story orientated but we will be getting back to the lewd stuff soon I promise!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Harry was equally parts nervous and excited and a bit saddened as the train pulled away. Narcissa waved to him as he left and he did back, He wished she could join him but that was just a fantasy. He had only spent a little over an hour and a half with her before they had to separate again. Though she did swear to him that she would meet him again before the end of his first month at Hogwarts.
He had no idea how, but he believed her and trusted her. Maybe it was a bit foolish on his part seeing as how he had only known her for about a month and in that only been with her in person for about a total of twelve hours maybe a bit more. For now, he would have to just rely on his letters and his many photos both of which she had given him and the ones he recently took. He made sure they were tucked away safely in his luggage before entering the train.
Taking a deep breath the station soon faded in the distance as he went about finding a cabin to sit in. He'd never been on a train before but found it to be wonderful. So many new experiences that he could've never imagined he'd be able to do and he hadn't even started classes at the magic school.
Walking down the length of the train halls he eventually mustered up the courage to knock on one of the doors and slid it open.
"Hello, would you mind if I join you?" He asked as he peered inside, it was occupied by a dark skin boy that was rather tall with buzzed hair and in Harry's opinion rather sharp facial features that gave off an air of high society. Especially with his clothes, Harry felt very grateful for his new clothes because he found that he liked dressing well as opposed to looking like a bum.
Across from him were two girls both beautiful but Harry would have to admit the blonde one drew his gaze more than her Brunnette friend. Despite the limited time he'd spent with Narcissa he had found a newfound appreciation when it came to the appearances of women even girls his own age, despite the lack of womanly development.
The blonde had Icy blue eyes and fair skin like Narcissa, except for a beauty mark just under the corner of her left eye. Her features were not as regal as Narcissa's but instead held a softer almost princess element with a small nose and heart-shaped face.
Her friend was cute as well with a rounder face and matching brown eyes for her hair. Like her friend, her skin was also fair but with a bit of a sun-kissed tan to it as she looked at Harry.
"I don't mind, Blaise Zabini, nice to meet you." The dark-skinned boy introduced himself as Harry smiled and nodded but still waited for the girls.
"It's fine come on in." The brunette said and the Blonde just nodded. Harry entered closing the door behind him before taking the open spot next to Blaise.
"I'm Tracey Davis, little miss talkative over here is Daphne Greengrass, don't mind her she's just shy," Tracey said earning a harsh poke from the now-named Daphne.
"I can speak for myself!" She said while Tracey just stuck her tongue out and Daphne rolled her eyes.
"I'm Daphne Greengrass, it's nice to meet you." She said and Harry remembered to introduce himself.
"Oh, I'm Harry Potter, it's very nice to meet you all." He said and all the others eyes widened. Harry internally groaned, during his time with Narcissa he had forgotten how people would act when they learned his name.
"Harry Potter, the Harry Potter?" Tracey asked and Harry nodded. Tracey looked at her friends as they shared a look. That's when Daphne spoke up.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Potter," Daphne repeated herself and Harry felt relief flood over him. He was expecting to be gawked at for the rest of the ride but that didn't come.
"Thanks, just call me Harry," Harry said and the others nodded.
"Then call me Daphne," Daphne replied and Harry nodded as Blaise and Tracey mirrored her actions.
"So... do you all know each other very well then?" Harry asked and Daphne shrugged.
"Tracey and I have been friends since we were little, our mothers are best friends you see," Daphne explained.
"I met these two when we were young at one of my mother's fabulous parties," Blaise said but Harry caught the sarcastic tone the Blaise had.
"They are not that bad," Tracey said and Blaise shook his head.
"You can say no, I do not have that power." The boy said sighing and he looked towards Harry.
"Excited for Hogwarts?" He asked and Harry nodded.
"Yes, though I don't know much about it yet, what are the classes like do you know?" Harry asked and the three looked at him oddly.
"How could you not know?" Tracey asked a bit bluntly and Harry looked nervous.
"Well, I've only learned about magic recently. I know a bit about Hogwarts now but I'd like to know more." Harry explained and that surprised the group.
"What do you mean, no one told you? How is that possible?" Blaise asked looking very confused.
"My... relatives do not like magic or anything to do with it. So they kept the truth from me. They even told me my parents died in a drunken car crash."
Blaise looked slightly confused but Daphne and Tracey knew what he was talking about and they looked right miffed.
"A car crash!? That's... that's outrageous!" Daphne said with Tracey nodded. Blaise still wasn't sure until it clicked.
"You mean those muggle vehicles right? Why would they say something so stupid!?" Blaise said and Harry was very surprised by their reactions.
"Your parent's sacrifice is a legend by now, why would they disrespect it like that?" Tracey said and Harry frowned at that, he knew she didn't mean it and Hagrid and Narcissa had told him what happened to his parents really, but in any context, he wouldn't consider losing his parents to be the stuff of legends.
Daphne caught that too as she poked her friend again who yelped. She looked at Daphne with a pointed stare and Daphne tried to convey with her eyes Tracey's mindless blunder. Eventually, it clicked with her and she looked at Harry apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that," Tracey said but Harry just shook his head and sighed.
"It's alright." He said and an awkward silence fell over the group for a few moments as they weren't sure what to say next. Daphne eventually broke the silence as she addressed Harry.
"So, since you're new to all this then you don't know any spells yet right?" She asked and Harry smiled.
"As a matter of fact, I do." He said and Daphne's eyes widened a bit.
"But I thought you didn't know anything?"
"Well, I met this... wonderful lady and she explained a lot of things to me. So I know about the Hogwarts houses but that's about it. She also showed me a few spells, I know the lighting charm, the Levitation charm, and the repairing charm." Harry said and made sure not to mention Narcissa's name just to be safe.
"Wow, I can only do the lighting charm myself," Tracey said and looked over to Daphne.
"I've been practicing the Levitation charm and repairing charm." She admitted.
"I'm in the same boat as you Tracey," Blaise said and Harry couldn't help the swell of pride at knowing so many spells, it might've been only three but still it was something he liked.
"Can you show me the lighting charm? I wanted to practice that one next but my mum took my books away from me. She said that there'd be no point in going to school if I was just going to teach myself everything." Daphne huffed with slight annoyance. Tracey giggled at that as she playfully nudged Daphne.
"Are we allowed? I thought we couldn't do magic outside school?" Harry said but Blaise shook his head.
"The express is part of the school, in a way. It'll be fine."
"Oh then sure," Harry said brandishing his wand, it always felt so right to hold it. However, before he could begin showing Daphne the door to their compartment opened. All eyes turned to a blonde boy that had scanned the compartment. Harry also noted how his new friends seemed to slump in an exasperated way at seeing the boy.
"Zabini, Greengrass, how nice to see you both." The boy greeted though neither Blaise nor Daphne looked very pleased. "I've heard Harry Potter was on the train, is that you?" He asked looking at Harry, but before Harry could speak up Daphne beat him to it.
"Why do you need to know?" Daphne asked no warmth in her voice as the boy rolled his eyes.
"Just wanted to introduce myself that's all, so are you Harry Potter?" the boy asked again and Harry nodded.
"Yes, I'm Harry." He said and the boy smirked.
"Pleasure to meet you, my name is Draco, Draco Malfoy," Draco said as he introduced himself with a bit of a pompous air about him. "I wanted to extend my greetings, you'll find that there are some families and people that are better to know than others," Draco said his eyes flicking to Tracey who had a light glare.
"I could help you with that? My family is quite well known and from good pureblood stock. What do you say?" Draco said and Harry knew who this was the second he said his family name. This was Narcissa's son, the one she had said could be abrasive and he saw she was not lying. Still, despite that, while he never verbally said it to her he did promise to at least try, for Narcissa's sake.
Though he was quite happy to find that Draco did not resemble his mother very strongly. He was glad for that, as Draco must've taken after his father more than anything. It would've been very awkward talking to him if every time he did he was reminded of Narcissa and the things they did together.
"It's nice to meet you Draco, though I want to make those decisions myself. But I look forward to being classmates this year." Harry said presenting a polite smile as he stuck out his hand for Draco to shake. Draco looked a bit perturbed by Harry not accepting outright but he hadn't completely rejected him either. So he took Harry's hand and shook it.
"Very well, if you change your mind, which no doubt you will, come and find me. Until then I will see you in class." Draco said talking as if he had won something before walking off. Daphne scoffed as he did and Harry closed the door.
"Not bad Harry," Blaise said as Harry looked to the boy.
"What did he mean by Pureblood?" Harry asked and Tracey sighed.
"He means a family that can trace their lineage back almost centuries and has always been a family of witches or wizards with no muggle involvement. Unlike me." Tracey said a frown on her face and Daphne rolled her eyes.
"Oh stuff it, you see Harry there are three major groups in our world. Purebloods like Blaise and I, Muggleborns, and in between the two are Half-bloods."
"Over here," Tracey said raising her finger.
"Does all that matter?" Harry asked and Blaise snorted back a laugh.
"Not at all, most Pureblood traditionalists will like to claim that being Pureblood makes them superior and their magic stronger. That's a lie of course, there is no evidence that there is any difference between anyone except for the work they put in." Blaise explained and Harry nodded.
"Then what am I?" Harry asked and Daphne thought for a moment.
"You're mother was muggleborn so you would be considered a Halfblood. But since you're considered famous most of the traditionalists will overlook that." Daphne said and Harry nodded, he would ask Narcissa more about this but he didn't want to get too deep into this subject. Instead, he got them back onto the topic of the spells and the classes they would be getting into.
The conversation was much lighter as Harry got to know his new friends and they told him about the different classes they would be attending. Though eventually the door was knocked on again before being opened and a girl stood there. She had frizzy untamed brown hair and warm brown eyes. Her face was a bit of a mix between round with a slight heart shape to it giving her a youthful cute appearance while also being pretty at the same time. He also noticed that she had light bumps on her chest, she must've been older but not by much given her height.
"Sorry to interrupt, but have any of you seen a toad? A boy named Neville lost him." the girl said but the group shook their heads. It was then the girl noticed that their wands were out.
"Oh, are you practicing magic? What spells? I've only practiced a few myself." She said her eyes shining, "It's all so brilliant isn't it?" she added and Daphne, Blaise, and Tracey were easily able to tell she was a Muggleborn. Harry though simply smiled and agreed.
"Would you like to join us? I'm Harry Potter by the way." Harry said and looked to the others who just shrugged or nodded.
"You're Harry Potter, oh I've read all about you." The girl said and Harry was confused.
"Read about me?" He asked as Tracey giggled.
"Oh yeah, there's a whole book series on you, the Tales of Harry Potter! Daphne has the whole collection." Tracey said as Daphne's eyes went wide and her face flushed.
"That is a lie! My sister is the one who has a collection, not me." Daphne quickly explained and Harry was still on the fact that there were books about him.
"Why are there books about me?" He asked and the girl just shook her head.
"There, works of fiction, were nearly the same age after all so there is no way you could've done anything you did in the books. Oh, I never introduced myself, I'm Hermione Granger, pleasure." Hermione introduced herself as she stepped inside.
"I would like to join you what are you working on?" She asked as Harry brought her up to speed on what they were practicing. The rest of the train ride passed without incident as Harry learned more about Hermione, she was raised in the Muggle world like he was but unlike his she was Muggleborn. The group talked more and the time flew and eventually they arrived.
As they left the train they stayed together as Harry recognized the gruff voice shouting for the first years to gather around. He was glad to see Hagrid but seeing him also reminded him of the argument he had witnessed between him and Narcissa. Harry still had to ask about that but thought it could wait until he wrote her.
Hagrid was smiling all jolly like and Hermione was a bit shocked seeing him, in fact, everyone was. But Hagrid just brushed it off as he lead the first years down to the docks where they quickly boarded enchanted boats. Harry and the others boarded a boat with Hagrid as the boats began to float across the water.
"Yer in for a real treat you are. Just wait." Hagrid said from his place in the back of the boat so everyone else could have an unobstructed view. It wasn't long before Harry's eyes went wide. Before him stood a castle, grand just like in fairy tale storybooks. With the moon casting its silver glow on the ancient walls and the flickering lights in the windows.
Everything from its spire towers to how it stood over the lake in its majesty. In Harry's mind, all that was missing was a Dragon perched atop one of those towers. It was incredible and something Harry wouldn't forget. But it came to an end as the boats pulled into another dock under the cliffs of the castle. Once there they were met by a different woman. She was elderly but Harry noticed she wasn't unfit.
She didn't have the curved of her youth nor the mature body like Narcissa but she was still good-looking. He wouldn't say she was gorgeous now but under her age, Harry could tell she was once quite fetching. If anything her age seemed to come from a look of tiredness rather than time. She had dark grey hair and stormy eyes with a pair of spectacles placed on her nose. Her robes hid the rest of her well but he didn't pay much attention as Hagrid greeted the woman.
"Ello Professor McGonagall!" Hagrid said as the boats pulled in and the students stepped off.
"Greetings Hagrid, and welcome new students. You are right on time, please follow me for the sorting ceremony." The woman, Professor McGonagall said as she turned and began to lead the group while Hagrid stayed to secure the boats.
Harry couldn't help the fact that as they followed her his eyes fell down. Narcissa had opened him up to a very dubious and lewd world so he now looked at every woman differently. But again her robes didn't really leave much to look at. Narcissa had spoiled him in a short time with her attire and he was realizing that.
Shaking his head he just followed and idly listened as Hermione pointed out some landmarks around the castle and little tidbits of information as they walked.
"Wow, Granger didn't realize you helped build the place." Tracey teased as Hermione just huffed.
"You're going to be a Ravenclaw no doubt." Tracey continued and Hermione shrugged in response.
"I could be a Gryffindor you know," Hermione replied, she had read all about the four Hogwarts Houses.
"As long as it's not Slytherin, everyone knows they're the worst." A voice sounded behind them and the group turned to see a red-headed boy.
"That's not true," Blaise said and the boy scoffed.
"Yeah right, every wizard that ever went bad was in Slytherin." He said as if it was an obvious fact.
"I happen to know that recently a Dark witch was arrested just a few years ago. She was a Gryffindor." Daphne countered and the boy scoffed.
"You-know-who was a Slytherin! So were a lot of other Dark Wizards, face it your house is the worst." The redhead spat and Harry narrowed his eyes, Narcissa was a Slytherin, and hearing someone insult her even if indirectly made him feel angrier than he thought he could.
"So what? Merlin was a Slytherin and he was and still is the greatest wizard in all of history!" Harry said as he glared at the redhead who glared right back.
"And who are you!?" He demanded and Harry's eyes narrowed.
"I'm Harry Potter." He said and the boy's eyes widened as did everyone else as they didn't realize who he was. But before anything further could happen McGonagall raised her voice.
"That is enough Mister Weasley." She said and Harry was curious how she knew the boy. But he noticed that during their conversation they had arrived in the castle and stood before two large doors.
"Now despite any ideas you may have, know that your house does not make you any greater or lesser than your peers. Now as most of you know the four houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. During your time at Hogwarts, your house will be like your family, performing well will earn your house points any rule-breaking will deduct your points." She explained gesturing to the sand glasses with green, red, blue, and yellow sand in each glass respectively.
McGonagall then entered the hall for a moment before returning and bringing the group of first years inside. Again Harry was blown away once entered the great hall. Four tables for each house and a long table at the front for the Professors.
On either side of the hall were two large fireplaces as well as doors that lead outside. Then there were the pillars that stretched up to the ceiling curving in but Harry was unable to see the curve as it was obscured by a starry night sky. Complete with a couple of shooting stars.
"It's an enchantment, I read about it in Hogwarts, A History," Hermione said as they walked and Harry just soaked it all in.
The group was led between the tables to the front where a stool was waiting with an old pointy hat resting atop it. McGonagall stepped up to the stool and summoned a roll of parchment to her hand as she let it fall.
"Once I call your name, please take a seat on the stool to be sorted into your houses," McGonagall said and looked at her list. "Hannah Abbot." She called and thus began the process of sorting. Harry didn't understand the big need for a secret about the ceremony. The girl Hannah Abbot a blonde girl took her place on the stool and Harry watched as the Hat suddenly animated forming a face in its folds.
"Ah, the new students, first on the list are you?" It spoke and Hannah looked a bit surprised and worried as the Hat began to look thoughtful and so did Hannah. It was quiet for a moment before the Hat spoke again.
"Hufflepuff!" The hat called and a table to Harry's left cheered and clapped as McGongall took the hat off and Hannah went to a table with yellow decor. That is how it went with students getting called up one by one and sorted. Daphne, Tracey, and Hermione were all called before him and Daphne and Tracey went to Slytherin while Hermione went to Gryffindor. Blaise and Harry had to wait a while longer with Blaise most likely being the last one to be called.
"Harry Potter," McGonagall called and almost immediately Harry could hear the wave of whispers fly through the room. At first, it was overwhelming having everyone react to him in such a way, then it was tiring, but now he was getting annoyed with it. Taking a deep breath he pushed the whispers out of his head as he approached the stool and sat.
'How interesting,' Harry heard the voice of the hat in his head. 'I see you've had quite the experience before coming here, how has that affected your mind I wonder.' Harry's eyes widened, the hat was reading his mind. That meant he could see everything, Narcissa, and what happens with his relatives.
'Worry not, young wizard, not even Merlin himself could pry the secrets from me. And it is not my place to judge you based on your society's rules, only to sort you in the best house so you can shine.' The hat continued.
'Can you hear me?' Harry thought and the Hat chuckled.
'But of course, it's all here after all, in your head. Now let's see... hmm... you've only known of the world of magic for a short while and yet you have easily fallen in love with it. You have a thirst for knowledge, but the idea of sitting in front of a book all day holds no appeal to you. You want to be practical, you want to practice. Ravenclaw could be a good spot for you but perhaps something else.' The Hat mumbled in Harry's mind and he agreed.
Harry did want to learn, but he wanted to learn like how when Narcissa taught him, hands-on with lots of practical practice. He wanted to cast magic not just read about it. He would be studious but he doubted he would fall in love with every subject.
'Your loyalty is strong... but is it true loyalty, or desperation? You have lived your life knowing no kindness or love, so you latched on to the first person to show it to you.'
'That's not true!' Harry denied and the Hat chuckled again.
'Perhaps, though you have great kindness, you took care of that little bird you found in secret, nursed it to health the best you could. But I see a great deal of malice in your heart, you would like to hurt those that hurt you. Even if you deny it, Hufflepuff would be glad to have you, but would you be glad to have them... no,' The hat grumbled then moved on.
'Perhaps Gryffindor then? You could do well there, but you don't want to do well, you want to excel. Narcissa has influenced you greatly and you wish to impress her, don't you? Perhaps that new friend of yours could push you but would the rest? Everyone expects you to be in Gryffindor, they want you to be in Gryffindor. But that woman has opened your eyes, hasn't she? You no longer focus on what others want from you, you now seek what you want. A growing confidence, a desire for more for yourself. Gryffindor would be good but...'
In Harry's mind images of Narcissa flashed and he tried his best to keep the lewd ones from popping up. Secret keeping hat or no he did not want to show it that. But more than that he felt a desire to share something with Narcissa and his eyes flicked over to the Slytherin table, some of his friends were already there, and so was Draco. He might've not hit it off with Narcissa's son, but being in the same house would give him a better chance right?
'Your house should represent you boy, not someone else. With that being said I do feel an eagerness about you that would do well in Slytherin. You want to be better than you are now, you want to grow into someone who she could look to. You desire her to rely on you as you rely on her. Such a short time together and already a profound effect. She makes you want to be greater, not just a boy under the stairs. Though what of your ambitions? You have some for the power of magic but is that true ambition or is it just a childish fancy? Will you grow tired or will you carry yourself to the next step and beyond? You do have a good head on your shoulders but have you any cunning in this brain?'
The hat rambled as it debated itself and Harry felt a flare ignite as he thought back to Narcissa. The Hat was right, he did want to be better for her, he didn't know much of this world but he knew he wanted to be as great as he could for her. Perhaps it was childish but at this moment that is what Harry wanted, he wanted to share things with her so looking determined he made his decision and the Hat chuckled.
'Oh very well, if you are sure...'
What was an entire conversation for Harry and the Hat was just a few seconds for everyone else as they waited. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw looked curious while the Gryffindor table looked like it was already making plans to jump on their table in celebration for his sorting.
Most of the Slytherin students look uninterested, not expecting the Boy-who-lived to join their house even in their wildest dreams. But when the Hat spoke all was quite no cheers, no applause, not even whispers. Just pure shock as its voice echoed through the hall.
"SLYTHERIN!"
Chapter 5: Late Night Rendezvous
Summary:
Here is the next chapter! Some scheming going on for Narcissa and Harry gets to be with her again after his first week! Hope you enjoy!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
It had been a week since Harry left for Hogwarts and Narcissa was already feeling the effect. Being in her large empty home was somehow so suffocating after her experiences with Harry. While growing up Narcissa wanted nothing more than to raise a family and have a big fancy house. She got one of those things in the house but she didn't fully comprehend how lonely it was in such a big house. Especially when it felt like you were merely part of the decorations rather than the family.
But she wasn't going to be staying there, she and Lucius didn't even sleep in the same room before, and with him being gone for business so often they barely saw each other. It was a blessing honestly despite her becoming more and more lonely. However, it was even more of a blessing since she could pursue her new desire.
And to start that she had to purchase a little homely house in Hogesmead. It was fortunate that she was able to find it, it wasn't big or grand but more than comfortable for the two of them. It was a double story, with a simple living room and kitchen on the bottom floor and a bedroom upstairs with a washroom.
Now if she had her way, she would've found a way to have a larger grander place for the two of them. But she didn't want to risk Lucius following a money trail, even if it was her own gold she was using. It was the only thing he cared to pay attention to was her spending. Thankfully she was already a shopper, and her husband left well enough alone as long as she didn't use the Malfoy gold beyond what he allowed her to have.
Though, before she was a Malfoy she was a Black. And despite her marriage contracts she still had some access to her old family's bank and finances. She had kept it going including the business deals her family had held as well as their shares in various companies. She had to keep it under wraps so as to not arouse her husband's or anyone else's suspicions.
As it stands, she was the only living descendant of Black that was in any position to deal with her family's business and money. Her older sister, Bellatrix, was mad and in Azkaban, and the head of the family despite running away from them, was also locked away in Azkaban, her dear cousin Sirius. Even her other elder sister Andromeda was banished from the family before her grandfather Arcturus could do anything. She was banished for eloping with a muggle, something her father did not appreciate.
So she was the only one currently capable of making sure her old Family, her true family, did not fall into obscurity. So she handled it alone and in secret. If her husband found out he would no doubt find a way to snatch it away from her. He already thought that it would all be inherited by Draco anyway. She hoped that by the time her son came of age, he will have mellowed out, but if he doesn't change by the time of his fourth year she would have to make arrangements.
Narcissa loved her son, but she would not let her family's legacy or their fortune and history be squandered by anyone, not even her own flesh and blood. But that was a day coming in the far future, she hoped that Harry would make a difference in his life, big enough to make him a better person than the carbon copy of his father.
The thought of Harry brought a smile to her face, as she waved her wand and decorated the house. It might not be as big and grand for the two of them as she would've liked but that didn't mean she couldn't make it very comfortable. High-quality fabric, designer furniture, and only the best appliances that a witch could get. And the bed, large enough to fit four people easily, with the best mattress and soft silk sheets.
She could imagine the levels of debauchery that would occur on that bed. How when the time came Harry would have her, and she would have him. In the ultimate form of intimacy and unity. But not yet, that should be special. Perhaps on Halloween, it was a day of sadness for the boy no doubt. Perhaps she could give him a memory to cherish for Halloween instead of mourning.
Narcissa then thought back to Harry's few letters that they'd exchanged since he started school. He told her how much he loved his classes, and how he found charms came easy to him. How flying felt like second nature to him. Though he did run into some trouble with her son in his first flying class. Thankfully it would seem that the situation was de-escalated by Harry so she was thankful for that. Then there was the biggest hitch, Professor Snape. During their letters over the summer, Harry had expressed great interest in potions.
That however had turned into dread as the professor of that class had made it his mission to torment Harry. Narcissa was all too familiar with Snape, seeing as he was the godfather of her son named by Lucius. Snape was a harsh man but she knew his teaching skills left much to be desired. He was a brilliant potions master of that there was no doubt.
But that didn't translate to an ability to teach, since he took the position of potions professor the number of potion masters produced by Hogwarts had declined dramatically. But more than that he was bullying Harry who can do nothing about it. Sure he could complain to the faculty but ultimately the power to dismiss the teachers lay with the headmaster or the deputy headmaster or headmistress if they had school board approval.
Narcissa of course knew why Snape was being more than just Harsh on Harry. Harry did look so much like his father, and being in school with Snape herself she knew how much Snape hated James over his obsession with Lilly. The fact that he's held onto his hatred for a dead man astounded Narcissa and that he would direct it at a boy, only eleven years old at that.
Perhaps she wasn't one to judge given what she was doing with the boy but she wasn't bullying him. What's worse is that now Snape was Harry's head of the house, something that worried her greatly. Snape's harassment was limited to the classroom and halls of Hogwarts for now. But what if he overstepped his bounds?
No Narcissa would not allow this to continue, but how to get it done? Going to the Headmaster was out of the question, not only was he an old fool but known to read people's minds. The last thing she would want was for him to know more than he should about her situation with Harry.
Her Husband was on the school board but he wouldn't listen to her, plus she couldn't exactly say that she wanted him gone due to Harry. Even if she brought up the valid points of his lack of teaching ability he still would not listen.
That left only one option, The Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, Professor Minerva McGonagall. But how to get to her, it would be simple enough to get her to come to her new abode and talk. But Narcissa didn't like dealing with things unless she was sure of the outcome. One of the reasons she disliked her marriage so much is because she had no control or say in the whole affair.
And approaching McGonagall also presented a great risk as she spent much time with the Headmaster. But Narcissa was clever and she would think up a proper plan in the coming days. For now, she would focus on the night to come. The sun had already set and by this time the Students of Hogwarts would going to bed for curfew.
Narcissa had implored Harry to practice the disillusionment charm, she had told him the title of the book he could find it. She hoped he was successful in that regard. She also told him of a secret passage out of Hogwarts that she and her sisters had discovered. Well Bellatrix had found it and shown her and Andromeda, it was a passage behind the one-eyed witch statue that lead to Honeydukes cellar.
The store was closed already and locked up but Narcissa had made sure to unlock one of the back windows with magic for Harry to sneak through. If all went well he should be arriving any minute now. She took one last look over herself to make sure she was as stunning as she could be.
Her makeup was flawless, with a light application of foundation, but heavy dark pink lipstick and eyes shadow with mascara to make her violet eyes pop. Her hair was wavey and loose and she wore something especially scandalous.
A pink lingerie bra, that was nothing more than some string to frame her breast with no covering fabric and some outlining lace frills. Her nipples and milky breast were completely exposed as she examined them. The effects of Harry's semen were doing wonders as she looked even more radiant than before. Her breast was firm the hint of sag completely gone. Her wrinkles were nonexistent though she still held her regal mature beauty.
Then there were her panties, a high waist pink thong that showed her hips wonderfully and dipped very low revealing the patch of pubic hair she had. It was trimmed and shaved into the shape of a heart. The process of making it so made her blush like a schoolgirl the whole time but she hoped Harry would like it.
To complete the look she had on thigh-high leggings of the same pink hue as the rest. Making sure she was ready for Harry she covered up with a simple robe. Before making sure everything else was fine with the house, she really wanted him to like it.
It wasn't long before she heard the special knock they had decided on. With a beaming smile and a near skip in her step, Narcissa made her way to the door and peeked out. She didn't see anyone at first but then there was a shimmer in the air before Harry appeared there hood pulled up.
With a racing Heart, she ushered him inside before making sure he was spotted or followed. When she turned around Harry had grabbed her hands and pulled her down. She held no resistance as Harry captured her lips in a kiss.
He was becoming quite skilled in making her knees shake and her legs feel like jelly with his kiss alone. They kept snogging for a good moment or two before they separated winded and flushed.
"So did you miss me?" Narcissa asked and Harry laughed.
"Yes," he said, and just like always that adoration she saw in his eyes made her heart skip a beat as he held onto her hands.
"Come sit," Narcissa said as she led him over to the fireplace, it also was the Floo but for now it was a normal fireplace with a warm blaze going.
"So how are you enjoying Hogwarts so far?" Narcissa asked and Harry practically glowed as he regaled her with tales of his first few classes. It had only been a week but it felt like so long. They might've discussed a little over their letters but nothing beat talking face to face. And now that Harry had successfully learned the Disillusionment charm, which impressed her greatly, there would be no need for letters. He could just come here after curfew and talk with her.
"Potions isn't what I thought it would be like I told you," Harry said his expression turning sour as he thought back on it. Snape had been horrid so far and it was only the first week of school. He was really excited about potions but Snape seemed to make it his mission to teach Harry as little as possible then berate him for getting it wrong.
Narcissa smiled gently at Harry and took his hand in hers.
"It's alright, you won't have to deal with that for long." She said making Harry confused.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked Narcissa just continued to smile.
"Nothing for you to worry about dear. But let's not focus on rotten things yes? I have something I know you'll love." Narcissa said as she got up from her seat. Harry's heart began to race as she sauntered in front of him her hips having that hypnotic sway as always.
Harry could already feel his cock begin to stiffen in his pants as he waited with bated breath. But Narcissa was still for a moment and Harry caught on quickly, she liked it when he told her what to do.
"Show me," Harry said and Narcissa played dumb for a moment.
"Show you what?" Narcissa asked with a giggle as Harry shifted in his seat.
"Show me what you hiding under your robe." He said and Narcissa smiled saucily as she slowly undid the tie and let the robe practically flow off her shoulders and to the floor. No matter how many times he saw her like this Harry would never tire of seeing Narcissa this way. Dressed up just for him as he took a nervous but excited gulp.
Narcissa slowly turned in place giving him the full view before she strutted forward and bent at the hips to shake her exposed breast in his face. She then surprised him as she straddled him sitting over him on the chair. His wide eyes stared up at her as she smiled down. Her seductive stare fixed on him as she began to grind against him.
The young boy was trapped between the soft cushion of his seat and the soft skin of his much older lover. Despite their height difference Narcissa did an amazing job at gyrating on his lap and rubbing herself along his body.
She could feel his rapid breath against her skin and even feel her tits brush against his hair and his face. It wasn't long before Harry's hands began to paw at her body. His hips would instinctively thrust every time she pressed against his painful erection trapped in his pants.
"Do you like this dear? Is Mummy making you feel good?" Narcissa asked in a husky voice as she continued to grind on the boy. Harry was too stimulated to answer as he tried to convey his desire by kneading her breast which caused Narcissa to moan.
"Let's go upstairs," Narcissa said and Harry found himself following Narcissa his eyes fixated on her rear as he walked behind her. The strap of her thong was hidden between her cheeks and her bum jiggled as she climbed the steps. Narcissa climbed into the bed making sure she kept her rear high up as she did before rolling onto her back legs spread and arms out inviting Harry to her embrace.
But before he did Harrr's eyes drank her image in and they roamed over her body until seeing the fabric of her thong covering her most special place. He gulped again, he didn't get a chance to see that back at Kings Cross but he wanted to, so badly. And the panties she wore were so teasingly tantalizing with how they covered it yet were so exposing at the same time.
He looked up to the curious gaze of Narcissa as he summoned his courage and spoke.
"I want to see it. That." Harry said and pointed to her crotch and Narcissa's eyes widened and her face flushed. She wasn't embarrassed but rather very excited. She smiled as she closed her legs and reached down her fingers finding the band of her thong easily enough. She then slowly pulled it down her legs, curling up so she could pull them off giving Harry a view he would never forget. Once it was around her ankles she slipped her feet out and let them fall back down with her knees up.
It was here she let her legs part once again and she saw Harry's gaze, his intense stare. Looking at her like a treasure with wonder and lust dancing in his emerald orbs. It always made her so aroused to see how much he appreciated her, it was an intoxicating feeling that she hoped would never fade.
Harry was shocked in the best way at the secret between Narcissa's legs, it was unlike anything his eleven-year-old brain could have imagined. In a way, it reminded him of a flower with its folds and pink coloring.
"Come take a closer look sweetie," Narcissa said and Harry nodded as he crawled along the bed. Now that he was so close he saw just how wet she was and her scent filled his nose.
"It's wet," Harry said a bit dumbly as Narcissa giggled.
"That's what happens when a woman is really excited by a man. And it's called a pussy, it's my most special place." Narcissa said as she reached down and pulled it open a bit to show Harry.
"Look here, this is where a boy's cock would go, that's how we would have sex. And this here, this is a clitoris or clit. When you play with that it makes a woman feel really good." Narcissa said as she pointed out the different aspects of her Pussy for Harry.
"You can touch it if you want," Narcissa and Harry looked up at her then back down. He hesitantly did reach forward until his fingers brushed against her folds. Narcissa felt a delightful tingle as he did. Harry pulled her lips apart to just take it all in. Narcissa's heart was pounding in her chest as he did, the way he examined her was very arousing and made her so wet.
It was then that Harry brushed against her clit causing Narcissa to gasp and Harry retracted his hands.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked worried he had done something wrong but Narcissa quickly assured him it was fine.
"Yes, it felt good. Like I said a woman's clit is very sensitive and makes her feel really good." Narcissa said and Harry nervously returned to his examination and focused on her clit. Just like she said the more he played with it the more she gasped and moaned.
Harry was quickly finding that he liked this, he liked making her react like this. Then he had a thought, Narcissa had made him feel so good with her mouth. Maybe he should do the same for her, so with Narcissa's eyes closed in her pleasure she failed to notice how Harry dipped his head between her legs but her eyes quickly flew open in a mix of surprise and shock and sheer pleasure as she felt Harry begin to lick her pussy.
"Oh, Harry!" Narcissa moaned as her hands found his head but she resisted the urge to push his face down hard instead of being as gentle as she could as her hips began to lightly gyrate.
Harry did not have anything in the way of technique or experience obviously. But he made up for it in spades with sheer enthusiasm, he just used his tongue on Narcissa's clit. And from the sheer shock and arousal of the situation Narcissa was finding that Harry's tongue was more than sufficient as she felt a surprising orgasm begin to rush up on her.
She had masturbated herself to climax a few times before, and many more times after she met Harry. But this dwarfed them all, this was more than just simple pleasure it was a carnal desire and emotionally charged. It all made it so much sweeter as the pressure continued to build in her core.
All too quickly her climax hit her like a train as Narcissa cried out her hips shaking and her thighs squeezing Harry. A spray of Narcissa's fluids hit Harry and entered his mouth and the taste was a bit tart but he found he quite liked it. He continued to lap up Narcissa's pussy as she continued to shake under his tongue.
Eventually, Narcissa came down from her high and had to pull Harry off her and pulled him up to her. She kissed him fiercely tasting herself on his tongue but she didn't care. She had never cum like that before and after showing Harrys some tricks she was sure she was going to cum like that again.
"Did that feel good?" Harry asked and Narcissa spoke with a dreamy voice.
"That was divine, you made Mummy feel so good. Here let Mummy make you feel good too." Narcissa said as with a flick of her wrist Harry's clothes were off his body and on the floor. He went to get off her but Narcissa held him.
"No, like this," Narcissa said and put Harry in the perfect position for his first boob job. She pushed her tits together with her lingerie helping and shook them a little for Harry's pleasure.
"Go ahead and stick your cock in between my breast," Narcissa instructed and Harry did so. His cock was enveloped by her warm soft tits and Narcissa could feel his throbbing heat against her skin. "There you go, now thrust in and out, like you do with my mouth." She instructed and Harry began, with a slow rhythm.
It felt very good but different, there was a warm softness but not the wetness like her mouth. For Narcissa, she looked down but her breast was too big and his cock wasn't big enough to peak out just yet. But someday it would be. For now, she enjoyed the pleasure she brought him.
She kept her tit's together pressing them to ensure he got the best feeling he could from her breast. Oh what a sight she must've been right now, a woman her age having such a young boy on top of her fucking her tits.
"Does it feel good Harry? Do you like Mummy's breasts?" she asked and Harry gasped as he increased his pace.
"Yes! They feel so good!" Harry groaned as he rutted Narcissa's breast. It wasn't long before Harry felt that same sign of his approaching climax. That pressure built up at the base of his cock as he thrust into Narcissa's squished heavenly mounds. He loved the way Narcissa was looking at him, those half-lidded eyes filled with promises and ideas of what they could do together that he could never imagine.
After all, never before would he have thought he would be on top of such a beautiful mature woman finding pleasure with her breast. Seeing them jiggle with his motions and the light slap as his pelvis hit against them. That pressure built up more and more until the delighted wave of pleasure washed over him as his cock released its ejaculating in Narcissa's cleavage.
Narcissa gasped as she felt the sudden creamy warmth flood her chest. Looking down she could already see the cloudy white sperm begin to trickle from the top of her cleavage, Harry had many surprises about him. From his large cock especially for his age, to his large loads. Everything about Harry Potter was turning into a very pleasant surprise.
She didn't need to wait for him as she wiped some of his cum from her chest and brought it to her mouth. Making a show like she always did of savoring the flavor of his spunk.
"Delicious, you always have such yummy cum." Narcissa said as her hands began to run up Harry's legs and backside teasingly as she let him view her a bit more in her dirty state. Harry though was not just appreciating the sight of Narcissa covered in his cum. He was lusting for more, his cock had not softened at all and he knew just where he wanted to put it.
Surprising Narcissa he crawled over her until his cock was pressed against her face. The action shocked Narcissa but also made her so wet as she rubbed her legs together. His cock was still a mess as he rubbed some cum on her cheeks as he gently rubbed against her.
"Suck my cock." Harry said, a commanding tone in his voice that he knew she liked. Narcissa shivered when she heard it, yes, Harry was well on his way to being a very dominant Lover. So without hesitation, he moved her face until she got the tip of his cock into her mouth. Welcoming him with licks from her tongue on his tip and his under shaft as he sank his member into her mouth.
Harry moaned loudly as he felt that wonderful wet warm feeling in Narcissa's mouth. Using Narcissa's breast was fun and felt great, but nothing compared to this. To Narcissa's naughty tongue and wet mouth, the warm suction of her efforts to please him. Harry wasted no time as he began to saw in and out of Narcissa's mouth.
Starting off with slow motions of his hips as Narcissa brought her hands to his legs. Rubbing up and down to let him know that she loved what he was doing. Harry reached up to steady himself on the headboard as he thrust into Narcissa.
If Narcissa thought the sight of her getting titty fucked by Harry was something. She was near drenching herself with pussy juice at the thought of how she looked now. A young small boy, with a large penis for his age, was in the process of making sweet love to her mouth while she was laying down and just taking it.
Narcissa would always marvel at her situation, even if it was of her own making. How she had captured a boy the same age as her son and was quickly falling for him. If she hadn't already fallen for him, plus it wasn't just that he was her son's age, it was also how old she was.
Oh, what would people think if they knew what she was doing? A thirty-six year old woman, a mother, having oral sex with a Hogwarts first year. Honestly, she didn't care, all she cared about was the pulsing length in her mouth and the increased pace of Harry's thrusts.
Gone were the loving slow motions as he fell prey to his own desires and began to properly fuck Narcissa's mouth. The lewd sounds she was making as she moaned and gagged as his cock began to hit the back of her throat.
"Cissa! It feels so good!" Harry groaned out as he pistoned into her mouth. With drool running freely as Narcissa was in no position to answer instead she just brought her hands up to Harry's bum and encouraged him on. Making sure to make as lewd sounds as possible for him as he defiled her face.
Harry continued pounding as his second orgasm of the night began to grow. He chased it eagerly feeling the pressure build up at his base as it got closer.
"Cissa, I'm gonna cum!" Harry said as his thrust began to get uneven and short but no less intense. Narcissa responded by moaning and holding him close to let him know she wanted him to unleash it in her mouth and down her throat.
And Harry did just that as he pressed against her face with Narcissa's hands pushing against his bum pulling him closer to her. He shot his load into her mouth with the first rope splashing against the back of her throat as she enthusiastically swallowed all the sweet cum he gave her. She would never tire of feeling his cock swell in her mouth and throb as it delivered her favorite treat.
Harry groaned as he shook the pleasure of his second climax running through him. He breathed out as it began to wane and he looked down seeing Narcissa savoring what he gave her as he took his cock out of her mouth. Like always Narcissa made it a point to show him his own semen in her mouth before she swallowed the last of it.
Narcissa then looked down and was pleasantly surprised once again to see that Harry's member still remained hard. He was certainly building up good stamina, and she couldn't wait until Halloween when she would take Harry that next step and introduce him to proper sex. For now, though she would find plenty of enjoyment in letting Harry pilfer her mouth.
She got Harry off of her and maneuvered herself to the edge of the bed with her head hanging off lying on her back. She directed Harry to stand in front of her which he did. Narcissa began to play with herself as she stared at Harry's messy spit and cum stained cock.
"Okay, use my mouth like this, until you're satisfied use Mummy all you want," Narcissa said opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue in invitation. Harry needed no more than that as he plunged his sensitive dick into her warm mouth again.
Narcissa wondered how messy would Harry make her before she had to send him back to the Castle. She still hadn't cleaned her chest of his cum yet, so most likely she would look like a proper whore... oh how wonderful.
Chapter 6: New Friends and New Plans
Summary:
Harry expands his friend group a little, while Narcissa goes to a little social gathering that results in a breakthrough for her plans. Let me know what you think and let me know if you spot any mistakes I'll be sure to fix them.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
One thing Harry could admit about his Hogwarts experience is that it definitely had its ups and downs. Like when he spent time with his friends or the classes he had a great time. Better than he ever had in his life. But then there were the downs, like Snape, and more and more often, Draco Malfoy. He tried, but Draco had this arrogant air about him. It reminded him a bit too much of Dudley, how they would both act as if the world was owed to them simply for the act of existing in it.
The only silver lining was that Draco hadn't been directing any of his arrogance or negativity toward Harry. It was more like just being around him made one realize very quickly his faults. Like standing next to an open flame, you could feel the heat but at least you weren't the thing burning. His other friends however made his time much better. Daphne, Tracey, and Blaise become very important to Harry in the short time he's known them.
He talked occasionally with Hermione, but that was usually during their shared classes. Other than that he was saddened that they didn't interact more with each other. Or any of the other Houses for that matter. He hoped to change that as he talked a few times with other students but nothing very in-depth.
But nothing helped his time in Snape's class, by far his most horrible experience was any time spent with potions. It annoyed him in all honesty because he did find the subject of potions to be very interesting. But all that wonder and eagerness to learn went out the window after his first lesson with Snape.
Thankfully his friends tried to help him with his assignments but even with their help Snape only afforded him the bare minimum to pass. However, Narcissa had Assured Harry that it wouldn't remain that way for long. She promised that before Hogwarts Christmas Holliday, Snape would be a nonissue. Until then he should keep to his studies and keep making friends.
So that is what he was doing, currently, he was at the Library, he had visited already a few times. But he found himself agreeing with the Hat's assessment of his relationship with books. He enjoyed reading and learning new things, but sitting in one spot and doing nothing but reading was not for him. He liked reading and then immediately wanted to try the spells he learned about.
Plus Narcissa had started a little game with him, she would give him certain spells to learn and once he did learn them she would perform for him. It had only just started and so far he's learned the Incendio spell on his own, as well as the Aguamenti spell. That resulted in two very scandalous dances that Narcissa performed for him. Afterward, he would usually leave her wet and sticky with cum in thanks.
He shook his head as he could already feel himself stiffen at the memories. Instead, he focused on the next spells she challenged him with. The disarming charm Expelliarmus was what it was called and he looked down the aisle where the Librarian said he could find it. But the book was not there he double-checked a few times but still found nothing.
Then he looked over and saw a girl, a first-year like him. She had a pair of books with her, one she was reading but the other one was closed and he saw the cover. It was the book he needed. He was a bit nervous as he always was talking to someone new, but his time with Narcissa had given him a newfound sense of courage that he didn't really have before. So taking a breath he approached the girl.
She was rather pretty, with her dark hair put into a braid that fell over her shoulder. She had soft features cute cheekbones, and brown eyes. Her skin was brown as well, an almost caramel color. He couldn't see much else of her body but judging by what he could see she was most likely a first-year like him.
"Um, excuse me?" Harry asked and the girl looked up giving him a better view of her face. She really was very pretty with a small mouth and nose. For a moment he imagined what her mouth would look like with his cock but quickly shook that thought from his head. His time with Narcissa was awakening many urges in his body, he felt it often with how cute Daphne and Tracey were.
"Yes?" The girl asked and Harry smiled awkwardly.
"Well, this book. I was wondering if you weren't busy and if I could read through it?" He asked and the girl looked to her other book then back to him.
"Sure I don't mind, I'm Padma by the way." Padma introduced herself and motioned for Harry to sit which he did.
"I'm Harry Potter it's nice to meet you, Padma," Harry said and sat across from the girl who smiled at him. Harry then took the book and flipped through its pages.
"Are you reading ahead?" Padma asked and Harry shrugged.
"Not really, there was just a spell I wanted to check out." He said as he continued to flip through until he found the disarming charm.
"I'm doing a bit of self-study myself. Usually, I would be content to follow my classes. But Granger is kind of getting to me." Padma said and Harry looked up at the mention of Hermione.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, Hermione didn't seem like the type of person to bully someone or anything.
"Well, when we're in class together she just gets this know-it-all attitude. I understand she's smart, but she doesn't have to throw it in my face all the time." Padma explained flipping through her own book. Harry frowned at that, he hadn't noticed anything like that with Hermione. But then again they weren't talking as much as he would like for them to.
"I met Hermione on the train, she was nice. I haven't talked to her all that much recently though." Harry said and Padma sighed.
"She probably doesn't even realize she's doing it. But it's still annoying... anyway how about you?"
"What about me?" Harry asked and Padma smiled.
"How are you doing, you surprised everyone with your House," Padma said and Harry just shrugged.
"I like Slytherin, I've already made friends and the Common room is really amazing."
"It's in the dungeons though right?" Padma asked and Harry nodded.
"Yes, but we're under the lake, there are windows that look underwater. It's brilliant." Harry explained and Padma listened intently.
"Well, Ravenclaw Tower has a great view above the school, we face the east side so if I wake up early enough I can see the sunrise over the valley," Padma said a small smile on her lips, she was lucky enough to claim the bed closest to the window and it was something she loved to do in the morning.
"That sounds nice," Harry said.
"It is, what about classes, I adore Herbology and Transfigurations," Padma said leaning over her book as the pair of first years got to talking about their classes. Harry was finding that he greatly enjoyed talking to Padma. She was nice and smart, and he loved her smile, perhaps it was the shade of her skin but when she smiled her face seemed to just light up. But then they got to the subject of potions.
"Snape hates me," Harry mumbled as his mood soured upon the mention of Potions class.
"Professor Snape is harsh and strict, and his lessons are... difficult to follow. But I don't think he would hate you." Padma said, she herself was quite smitten with the idea of potions but Snape's class left a lot to be desired and even the first years young as they were could tell that much.
"No he does, I don't know why. Daphne helps me a lot with my potions and still, he barely gives me passing grades." Harry said his brow furrowing. Padma raised a brow at that statement.
"Daphne Greengrass right?" She asked and Harry nodded. "Then... that is a bit strange."
"Do you know Daphne?" Harry asked, he couldn't recall them ever speaking.
"Well, not personally. But most people know her family, they run one of the most successful strings of potions shops in all of Britain. Greengrass Potion Imperium, Brews for all occasions." Padma said surprising Harry, Daphne never mentioned that.
"I didn't know that, but Daphne is really good at potions already."
"Well yeah, she grew up around them. So if she's helping you and Professor Snape is still giving you a hard time, then maybe he does dislike you for some reason. Did you insult him?" Padma asked and Harry shook his head.
"No, the first time I met him was my first class with him. He asked me questions as if I would know before he taught me anything." Harry explained.
"What questions?"
"Like where would I find something called a Bezeor, still don't know," Harry grumbled.
"Bezeor? I've heard of that before... wait I think I saw it here." Padma said returning to her book and flipping backward a couple of times. "Here it is, a Bezeor is a stone-like mass found in a goat's stomach, it can be used to treat most poisons and is a common ingredient for many antidotes for this reason." Padma read off in her book.
"Is that something we learn this year?" Harry asked and Padma nodded.
"Yes, but not for a while I think, why would he ask you that?" Padma asked and Harry just gave her a look and Padma couldn't help but let out a little giggle.
"Right, he hates you." The pair talked and read a bit more but Harry had memorized how to perform the disarming charm so now he wanted to put it into practice.
"Well, I should get going. It was really nice to meet you, Padma." Harry said and the girl once again gave him a bright smile.
"You too Harry, let's talk again sometime." Harry nodded and was about to walk off before he got an idea. Turning back he spoke to Padma one last time.
"You know, at the end of the week, my friends and I meet here to finish our assignments before the weekend. Maybe you can join us?" Harry asked and Padma nodded.
"I'd like that." She said and Harry nodded back.
"Brilliant, see you around," Harry said and left to find a place to practice, he wondered what kind of dance Narcissa would do for him this time. It would have to wait, as she told him during their last time together that she would be busy today and wouldn't be able to meet that night. But that didn't bother him it just gave him more time to practice.
Speaking of Narcissa, she found herself in the Malfoy Manor, picking out a dress for her social gathering. September was almost over, and October would be beginning. It was tradition that around this time of year, the noble ladies who were mothers would gather and socialize, or rather brag about their children.
These gatherings usually went late and despite this being her first one like this she had no doubts that it would go late just like the other gatherings she's been to. She told her Husband about it, but he was as disinterested as he always was. Even her more radiant appearance did nothing to catch his eye.
But that was fine, she didn't care anymore. Before she met Harry, she would have felt hurt by his lack of care or interest. Now, Lucius meant very little to her. Even if he came to her and began worshiping the ground she walked upon, she would just kick him away.
A boy, no older than her own son, had proven himself to be more caring and considerate than Lucius could ever be. And she did not doubt that when that boy grew into a man, he would be even more so. Not only that, but Harry was already beating him in the cock department by almost an inch. And that gap would only widen as Harry grew which gave her a feeling of superiority.
While the size of the tool did not really matter all that much to her, it was the way the man used it. With that being said, Lucius had never made her orgasm once in their entire marriage. Harry had, and they haven't even gone all the way yet.
That was another thing she was looking forward to, Halloween was still a ways off but she was still excited nonetheless. She was still considering the best way to approach McGonagall about the Snape problem. Most of her plans she deemed too risky. She would continue to brainstorm but she would keep her promise to Harry, he would not have to suffer Snape's abuse any longer than was necessary. By winter break he would be out of Hogwarts one way or another.
But for now, she found a simple dress, nothing too fancy but just right to show off her newfound beauty. Most mothers there would assume that Lucius finally realized what he had but they would all be wrong. They would never guess that her radiant beauty was from Harry Potter.
Dressing herself, she put on a light application of makeup and a pair of earrings. Throwing a cloak over herself for the quickly chilling nights she began to make her way across the Manor to the Floo. Looking around she would often try to recall good memories in this place. But for the life of her, she could not. The only spot in this whole Manor that held any decent memories for her was Draco's old baby room. But even that had been soured by Lucius as it had been remodeled into a secondary office.
As if he was making it official that since she had given him a male heir, there was no hope of anything more. She sighed as she continued walking and spotted one of the family house elves. The Malfoy house-elves were treated like vermin. She did her best to alleviate that but she had very little power over it.
"Hello, Dobby." Narcissa greeted and the Elf spun around from his polishing and bowed.
"O-oh Hello Mistress Malfoy, w-what a pleasure to see you," Dobby said his big eyes wide and ears floppy. He then reached into his pillowcase shirt and pulled out an envelope.
"Madam would like to know that Missus Andie has written her again," Dobby said holding the envelope and Narcissa smiled. Her sister, while estranged from her family did keep in contact with her. They exchange a few letters every now and again. Narcissa was glad for it, even if Andromeda kept urging her to leave her husband. She would love nothing more, but it was not that simple.
"Thank you Dobby, I haven't the time now, you know where to leave it," Narcissa said and Dobby nodded and disappeared. With that Narcissa arrived at the Floo and quickly took some powder. Throwing it down she spoke her destination.
"Parkinson Manor." She spoke and walked through the emerald flames. In a swirl of light, she stepped out, careful to keep her feet underneath her. The Parkinson Manor was much different than her own, it was much lighter with a warm hardwood design and light-colored fabrics and cushions for the furniture made it much more welcoming.
Looking around it would seem she was one of the first to arrive as only a small spattering of the high-class ladies she recognized were there. But her eyes quickly focused on one of her long-time friends. Said friend noticed her right away and greeted Narcissa with a smile.
"Cordelia, nice to see you." Narcissa greeted the Parkinson matriarch. Her friend was quite attractive. Though just like how she was, it was obvious that her husband was not paying her much attention anymore. The signs of her age were coming through. Her breast, while not as large as her own, were still showing signs of gravity's endless pull as they began losing their firmness. Even if her push-up bras helped a bit Narcissa's eyes caught it easily.
A few wrinkles had begun to set in around her eyes and her laugh lines, she also put on a bit of weight. With her hips being quite curvacious but also very plump. Cordelia wasn't fat, but if she wasn't careful, and didn't get some special attention from a man, she was on her way.
Other than that, she was still a beautiful woman, with dark brown hair cut short just at her shoulders. And matching brown eyes with pale milky skin. Even if she was getting a bit more plump she still had some very nice curves for her age much like Narcissa did. She was also Shorter than Narcissa was even in her heels.
"Narcissa!" Cordelia greeted her as she approached her friend but her friendly approach slowed as she got closer and Cordelia was able to examine Narcissa more carefully. As she did her eyes widened and Narcissa's smile got bigger as well. She saw how the gears clicked in Cordelia's head, how she was piecing together how Narcissa looked so good.
"Well well, seems someone has gotten some tender love and care," Cordelia said but Narcissa couldn't miss the spark of jealousy in her friend's eyes. "So Lucius has decided to pull his head out of his ass and realized what a gem he got to marry?" Cordelia asked and Narcissa just chuckled her eyes betraying her merriment.
"Yes, Lucius, let's go with that." She said as she walked forward and Cordelia did not miss the implication of Narcissa's words as she followed closely. The pair had steered clear of the few guests that had already arrived, while Narcisssa trusted Cordelia to keep this secret she did not trust many others.
"Cissa... you didn't," Cordelia said in a hushed whisper as she made sure no one was listening in on them. Narcissa just smiled wistfully and that was all the answer Cordelia needed.
"Cissa are you crazy!?" She exclaimed making sure to be quiet so as not to alert the others. "What if your husband finds out, you know what he'll do to you, and your lover," Cordelia said and Narcissa just shook his head.
"Lucius will not find out, I'm sure of that. Besides, he's worth it." Narcissa said and Cordelia couldn't help the skeptical look that crossed her face.
"Cissa, what if Lucius notices your constant absences and orders one of his House-elves to follow you?" Cordelia said and Narcissa scoffed.
"They are the family House-elves so they are loyal to the family. Plus they all hate Lucius and they adore me for being kind to them. Even if he does order them to follow me, they would never betray me."
"An Elf cannot lie to their masters,"
"An Elf won't lie to their masters, usually. They serve their masters, yes, but beyond that, they can lie and scheme just like the rest of us. They must follow orders given however since I am also their Mistress they will obey my orders as well, more so since they like me and not him."
"Are you sure? I don't want to see you hurt," Cordelia said worried about her friend and Narcissa found it to be very touching.
"Of course I am sure, you know me."
"Well... if you're sure... now tell me all about him!" Cordelia said her tone becoming excited as she looped her arm with her friend. Narcissa giggled as she began to tell her about Harry, of course without revealing his age, or more importantly his identity.
"Well, he's a young man, very handsome but with a bit more growing to do."
"How young are we talking? Haven't snagged yourself a fresh Hogwarts graduate have you?" Cordelia joked and Narcissa played along, the secret to telling good lies was to sprinkle a little truth.
"Not quite there no. He's very kind as well, we've only recently been able to have some proper conversation. He's rather smart too, good with his wand."
"Which wand I wonder?" Cordelia joked and Narcissa rolled her eyes but a smirk formed on her face.
"Both, if you must know." Narcissa and Cordelia whined.
"Why do you get all the fun, it's not fair." The woman said acting not quite her age.
"That surprises me, without a male heir you'd think that Lord Parkinson would at least be attentive," Narcissa said and Cordelia scoffed her expression becoming sour.
"You'd think, but no, at first it was. But it seems that he made his mind up years ago that having a daughter was more beneficial to him. To sell off you see." Cordelia said her anger clear in her face and statement. Narcissa sighed, while the Parkinson Family was well off there was always more to be had. And having a daughter helped with that, you could offer her a marriage proposal and when she married your families become united. With that, your line was not only secure you got a few galleons richer as well, not right off, but your grandchildren would have access to both family's vaults, and whichever child inherited the daughter's maiden name could endow her original family with more wealth.
It was the main reason she was married off to the Malfoys, the Black Family was prestigious and rich, but her father wanted more. He married her off with hopes that her children would be able to bring in more galleons for the Black coffers. Too bad it was a foolish plan, her father's greed had him sell off all three of his daughters, one ran away, one was in Askaban and one was in a loveless depressing marriage.
And on top of that, he and her mother ended up dying while following that Lunatic of a Dark Lord so he would see exactly none of it. As Narcissa began to take over her Family's finances she realized just how skilled her Grandfather had been, he didn't rely on stupid arranged marriages or under-the-table deals to achieve his wealth. He earned that with wit, intelligence, and charm. In his dealings with business and Narcissa was quick to learn that as well.
But it goes to show, spoiled Purebloods who gave other Purebloods like herself a bad name, would go to great lengths to attain what they wanted but work very little for it.
"I'm sorry to hear that, any idea who?" Cordelia sighed.
"I'll give you a hint, he's blonde, and takes after his father." She said looking at Narcissa pointedly and Narcissa caught on quickly.
"Draco? I was not told of this." Narcissa hissed, though it did not surprise her, of course, her husband would make such a drastic decision with their son without even telling her. Why would he, Narcissa already birthed him, her duty was over.
"They don't tell us anything, not like there's much we can do." Cordelia sighed and Narcissa sneered, she would not allow this to happen. Her son might have little love for her but she would not see him thrust into a loveless marriage at his age. No, she would take care of it.
Narcissa was interrupted from her thoughts by Cordelia as she got her attention back.
"Let's not focus on that, but about this lover of yours, tell me. Do you think you can lend him out to me? Just for a few nights?" Cordelia asked a look of desperate hope in her eyes as Narcissa laughed.
"What? No!" Narcissa denied not even thinking about it.
"Oh come now, I'm desperate, and judging by how you look now from the last time I saw you he has more than enough to give. Give a woman a chance? I'll do anything, I swear it." Cordelia said only half joking. Narcissa went to deny her but then she thought about it, specifically what Cordelia finished off with.
A Wizard's sexual attention and cum gave a witch great revitalization. And Harry's cum was very strong and thick, not only that but she also knew that a witch no matter who she was desired a strong Wizard. It was a large reason having a happy marriage in their Pureblood society was so rare. Because the Pureblood men who earned what they had and were strong were few and far in-between. Most of them, Lucius included, simply rode their forefather's coattails and worked very little.
With how strong and virile Harry was, with both his growing sexual prowess and magic. Any woman that got a taste would be hooked, unable to deny him, they would do anything for him. Just like she would.
Narcissa's suddenly smiled as a plan began to click in her head. A beautiful plan of deep perversion. One that she had not even considered but now it was the perfect solution to her problem.
"Cordelia you've just given me an idea. Tell you what, I'll consider it." Narcissa said, her plan was sure to work, so it was the least she could do as thanks for her friend's unknowing help. Cordelia was just genuinely surprised not expecting Narcissa to even think on the subject.
"Don't mess with me Narcissa," Cordelia said but Narcissa just kept her smile.
"Of course not." She said and thoughts swam in her mind, she would have to convince Harry but that wasn't going to be too hard. Other than that she just needed to get a few things to ease the process.
Of course, this would be after she gives Harry his first time, but after that... Narcissa chuckled to herself as she saw the pieces of her plan finally click together.
McGonagall would be more than willing to help after this.