Chapter 2292 - Ch: 7-8

Chapter 7: Unforgettable Night

Summary:

Harry has quite the night, first with a surprise Troll and then with Narcissa as they both take the next step to deepen there already passionate relationship.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Narcissa was practically skipping into the house. For two main reasons, one was that it was finally Halloween! It was the day! The day that Narcissa and Harry would give themselves to each other in full. Of course, it was a surprise for Harry, but she had no doubts that he would enjoy every second of it. But there was something else, she has had a breakthrough with her plan with McGonagall.

You see, she knew she couldn't talk a woman like McGonagall to fall into bed with someone, especially a first year like Harry. She needed something else, and that's when she decided to dust off her Potions mastery. Before Narcissa got sold off to Malfoy she was on the fast track to being one of the most brilliant minds in Potions that would give Snape a run for his Galleons.

It was tricky at first, she didn't want to make it to where the only reason McGonagall accepted was because of the potions which is why her first attempt was a failure. It was a sort of Aphrodisiac potion, similar to a love potion but instead of the intense infatuation, it would cause the drinker to have very strong sexual urges. And once keyed to a certain person those urges would get stronger whenever that person was around or even mentioned.

She tested it on herself first and it was far too strong. For one thing only seconds after taking it she fell to the floor unable to move due to the intense feeling. She practically flooded her floor with the amount of pussy juice she was making while furiously fingering herself. It was lucky that it was only a few minutes before Harry showed up for their nightly escapades as she practically devoured his cock and was at least strong enough to not ruin her Halloween surprise for him.

After that, she made some necessary tweaks and her new batch was much more subtle which is what she wanted. And as designed thoughts of Harry made it slightly more intense but not overwhelmingly so. But that was mainly due to the fact that she was sexually active with him, at least orally. But it would be stronger for McGongall who has not had a man for what must've been decades by now.

She also tweaked it further, Harry was a kind boy and even if he was growing to be more dominant by the day did not mean he was going to force himself on women even if Narcissa asked him to. Not that she would. She needed McGonagall to be truthful to herself when she felt the urges so she mixed in something like a truth serum into her potion. It wasn't going to force her to tell the truth but with testing, Narcissa found that telling a lie made her feel sick.

And telling the truth made her feel euphoric, that in combination with the aphrodisiac would make any woman crumble. Plus the aphrodisiac was short-lived, the effects would only last around two minutes with the new brew but the truth serum would last for hours. So the aphrodisiac would get McGonagall's engine going for Harry specifically. Then the truth serum would be truthful with what she felt which would get Harry on board with the whole thing.

The final ingredient to her whole plan was the sex that would come after, once McGonagall got a taste of Harry and takes his seed into her. She would be his. Plus she wouldn't be able to deny it since the Aphrodisiac would only get her in the mood and not control her. If she truly and wholeheartedly does not want to do it. Then she, as the powerful witch she was, could resist and walk out.

Of course, if it came to that Narcissa would wipe her memory but Narcissa was confident that this would work. She had tasted Harry's powerful cum already and she knew just how strong an effect he would have on any witch, especially the ones who've been alone or ignored for so long.

Everything was just right for tonight and her plans to improve Harry's life. But this whole project also got her thinking, Harry is more than just her young beloved. He was famous and in constant danger, especially at this young age. The scars on his body could attest to that, he had opened up about his relatives and it took every shred of self-control for Narcissa not to blow their house to splinters with them still inside.

Plus, while Harry was getting some healthy weight from getting proper meals he was still quite underdeveloped for his age. Narcissa giggled to herself thinking it probably all went to his overdeveloped penis for his age. But in seriousness, she did not want him to be stunted due to a poor home life. She considered trying to rope in a healer, but she quickly threw that out. First off having a healer constantly coming to see Harry would turn heads and she didn't want unnecessary attention.

But there was a healer that already lived at Hogwarts, one that Harry could visit in private without raising eyebrows or turning heads. Sure she was older, but still younger than McGonagall. Poppy Pomfrey, the Matron of the Hospital wing at Hogwarts. If Narcissa remembered correctly she would be about in her mid-forties by now.

She would be another perfect candidate for Harry, she would help him grow and keep his health in tip-top shape. Perhaps Narcissa should've considered the fact that she was considering building a Harem of older women for Harry. But her main concern was his Happiness and safety. Plus Pomfrey being a Healer herself would've kept her body healthy and fit so no doubt that even for being older than Narcissa she was most probably quite fetching under her conservative gowns. She would become even more so after Harry got through with her.

But that brought more thoughts to mind, if she was going to invite these other women would Harry get an appetite for more? Would he find other professors desirable? And what about girls his own age, they had discussed the new friends that he has made. The Davis girl she was sure he wasn't entirely interested in, in a romantic sense that is. But the Greengrass girl, and the Patil twin.

Harry was a bit more enthusiastic when it came to those two, it should've worried her. But it didn't, in fact it excited her a bit, which was very odd. Lucius had cheated on her of that she was sure he made no effort to really hide it and he expected no consequences from her or society. But with Harry it was different.

With Harry, it wasn't him saying he didn't find her attractive or was bored with her. She saw him as being the Dominating Alpha she was molding him to be as opposed to the spoiled rich boy with no skill that Lucius was. Seeing him break other women and have them fall all over him was exciting, and knowing that she would remain his first and top lover was even more arousing.

Narcissa shook these thoughts from her head, they could wait, tonight was all about Harry and letting him make her his woman in full. She giggled to herself and spun around quite silly like, as she went about making the house as romantic as possible.

Meanwhile, at Hogwarts, Harry was currently in the courtyard practicing some spells with his friends while also enjoying the autumn scenery and cool carved pumpkins. He was excited, Narcissa had promised to make this a Halloween to remember, he wasn't quite sure what she meant by that but anything with her was always memorable. He was so excited in fact that he failed to listen to what Daphne was saying which irked her.

"Hello, you're not even listening!" Daphne said her pretty face twisted into a frown. Harry blinked before smiling embarrassedly.

"Sorry! I'm sorry, say it again I'm listening this time I promise." Harry said and Daphne huffed and Tracey giggled.

"Aw now look what you've done, she's going to be pouting the rest of the evening now," Tracey said and Daphne just leveled a glare at her friend before going to speak.

"I was saying that we should get a bit of practice on the Accio charm before the next class," Daphne said repeating herself.

"And I said we have all weekend to practice and there's no need to rush," Blaise said leaning back on a bench.

"Granger is becoming quite insufferable and I will not allow her to talk down to me again," Daphne said a flicker of annoyance flashing in her eyes.

"She was just trying to be helpful." Harry tried, after his talk with Padma he had made it a point to pay more attention to Hermione during classes. And he was regretful to admit that Padma had a point, while he was sure she wasn't doing it on purpose she was being quite... well a bit of a know-it. Just last class, Daphne was having trouble with the water-summoning charm but before Harry could help her Hermione stepped in.

She did explain it but the way she did it was like she was stating something obvious. That annoyed Daphne greatly which is why they were sitting out here going over their assignments. The group was then interrupted by the arrival of their latest member Padma who came rushing up.

"Sorry I'm late, Professor Quirrell seemed especially nervous or something cause he was stuttering something awful," Padma said as the group greeted her.

"That'll be fifteen points miss patil for your tardiness." Blaise joked and Padma shook her head.

"Oh, however will I recover." She sighed as she stepped passed him to sit next to Harry which Daphne took notice of. Meanwhile, Tracey just smirked at Blaise and made a heart with her hands and then broke it. Blaise in response just rolled his eyes at her.

"Anyway, what are we talking about?" Padma asked and Harry caught her up.

"I get it, we can practice with a quill," Padma suggested and Tracey scoffed.

"And get stabbed in the eye? How about this?" She said pulling out a parchment and crumpling it up into a ball. The group agreed as they took turns throwing the paper and summoning it back. Narcissa had taught Harry a little trick to make these kinds of magics work easier. Instead of willing it to move or imagining it moving, it was easier to imagine something he knew could move it and manipulate it. So whenever he cast the spell he imagined a lasso mostly to pull it in.

"Okay, I think I got it," Daphne said as she cast the spell and the paper began rolling to her but it would constantly stutter. When it fully stopped before it reached her she sneered. "What am I doing wrong!?" She asked no one in particular. Daphne was brilliant in potions and transfiguration, but when it came to more instinctual magic like charms she struggled.

"I think you're just trying too hard," Blaise said and she turned to him.

"What does that even mean?" Daphne asked still quite miffed.

"You're trying to control it too much, don't overthink it. Act like you would if you were just picking it up with your hand you know? Don't even think about it." Harry offered "If that doesn't help imagine something pulling it towards you, like a rope or long arm. That helps me." He added and Daphne scrunched her brows but tried again closing her eyes this time.

There was much less stutter this time but not as fast as it should be. But it was an improvement. The group continued to practice and talk until it came time for dinner. When they reached the great hall the entire place was decorated from floor to ceiling with pumpkins and other slightly spooky decorations. Padma returned to her table and after a quick look around Harry noted that Hermione was not in the hall. She was usually quite punctual but perhaps she got caught up in an assignment.

Harry sat down and it wasn't long before the students were greeted with their Halloweens feast. It always amazed Harry how much food he got to eat here, growing up with scraps had made him extra thankful for such a bounty even when it wasn't a feast.

Harry and his friends ate with and spoke and joked and Harry couldn't imagine a better time. Well, except if Narcissa was here but that would probably not be happening. Harry once again took a look around the hall and still noticed Hermione was not there.

"Hey, have any of you seen Hermione?" Harry asked and Daphne shrugged.

"Nope," she said and Harry sighed.

"Daphne," Harry said and she still just kept her attention on her food.

"Why are you looking for a mudblood anyway?" A girl said and Harry turned to see the upturned nose of one Pansy Parkinson. They had spoken on a few occasions and while he didn't think she was a bad person she definitely fell into the bigot crowd of purebloods. Though unlike Malfoy it never felt like she meant it, more like it was just expected of her, like she was reading off a script.

"Don't call her that! And I just noticed she wasn't here so I was curious." Harry said harshly and Pansy scoffed.

"She got her little feelings hurt being a know-it-all, who would've guessed? Last I heard she's been crying all day in the restroom, poor little baby."

"Watch it, Pansy," Harry said his eyes narrowing but the girl just shrugged her shoulders and returned to her meal.

"Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later," Blaise said and Harry looked at him. "Look Hermione, she's... quite overbearing whether or not she realizes it she's getting on people's nerves," Blaise said and Harry reluctantly nodded.

Even he noticed that Hermione did have a superior attitude, especially in the classroom. But still, that doesn't mean that he liked how everyone was turning on Hermione, he'd much rather help her out and make her see how she was acting as opposed to just letting her get bullied.

Before he could do anything the doors of the Great Hall swung open.

"TROLL! IN THE DUNGEON! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!" Professor Quirrell came screaming in terror right before fainting. The Hall was silent before the students began panicking and screaming. Harry looked at his friends but they were keeping calm but even they had looks of worry on their faces. Dumbledore quickly stood and his voice boomed through the hall. Directing the heads of the Houses to return the students to their dorms while the Professors went to the dungeons.

Harry at first was following the crowd and directions trailing behind his friends before he stopped realizing Hermione would have no idea. He turned to tell his friends but they got swept up in the crowd. After a few seconds, he decided to go get her, the girl's loo was not far away and he would be back in time and Hermione could return to her dorm.

At least that was the hope but he came to a screeching halt when he saw a large green-skinned humanoid dragging a large trunk-sized club behind him. Harry just caught him going into the girl's bathroom ducking its head down to do so. Harry cursed not knowing exactly what he should do. A part of him told him to charge in, but another was telling him that was stupid.

It would be better to get help so that they could take down the troll with more chances of success. His time in Slytherin had taught him the value of keeping a cool head. Especially when he had to deal with Snape. But as he heard a scream from the bathroom and the sound of a crash he knew he had no other choice. It might've been foolhardy but he ran straight into the bathroom and found the Troll towering over the stalls and looking down on Hermione who was hiding under a sink.

Her eyes were wide and red from crying but now she was just scared. Harry whipped his wand out and with a flourish aimed it at Hermione.

"Accio!" He cast and imagined hooks going into Hermione's clothes as they were pulled to him and by extension Hermione herself as she screamed but was pulled away just in time as the Troll's club came down crashing into her sink.

Harry canceled the spell and helped the sliding Hermione to her feet.

"H-Harry?" Hermione asked and Harry couldn't help but grin. That was until the Troll roared out and began its less-than-graceful charge at the two.

"Run!" Harry yelled grabbing Hermione's hand and bolting out as he felt the ground shake and was sure they had just been missed by its club. Harry turned left intent on getting back to the common room but the Troll while stupid was not slow, or at least it was faster than a pair of first-year students.

Harry was suddenly jolted back as Hermione was ripped from his grasp by the Troll holding her leg. She screamed as her world spun and her cloak fell down as well as her skirt. Despite herself and the situation Hermione pressed down on her skirt, she was still a lady after all. The Troll raised its club and took a swing at Hermione which she curled up to avoid.

"Help!" She cried

"Expelliarmus!" Harry cast on the Club. It jolted a bit and Harry could feel the strain but the Troll was too strong and wrenched his club back as he took another swing. Thinking quickly Harry tried another approach.

"Aguamenti!" He cast and in a flash of deep blue light, a jet of water erupted from his wand hitting the Troll in the face. It wasn't strong enough to hurt it or push it back. But it was enough to get the Troll to sputter dropping not just Hermoine but his club as well when he shielded his face and Harry could hear the Troll sputtering as it probably got a mouthful of water down its airway.

The Troll roared again and began to move forward and Harry cancelled his spell and the Troll dropped its hands turning a furious look to him as it charged again. But Harry wasn't done and made sure Hermione wasn't in the way as he aimed his wand. He had wanted to surprise Narcissa with this spell but never found time to practice it. It was now or never.

"Confringo!" He yelled as yellow and red-tinted magic gathered on the edge of his wand trailing up to the tip before firing out with a sound like rushing fire. The Troll was too slow to block it and when the spiraling flame spell it there was a resounding boom like the blast of a cannon and the Troll's head was engulfed in a fiery explosion.

The Troll cried out as it stumbled back clutching its smoking face. Harry fired two more blasts against the troll leaving its hide smoking and scorched. It was here that the Troll tripped over its club and was sent careening into the wall with a tremor and a shake as it fell to the floor.

However, it fell right on top of a suit of Armor, one that had a spear. The spear snapped like a twig but the steel spike embedded itself ever so slightly into the side of the Trolls head and when the troll fell to the ground there was the sound of tearing flesh as with its weight and momentum it sent the spike straight into it's head.

Neither Harry nor Hermione made a noise as a pool of red appeared under the Troll. Harry hadn't meant to do that and didn't quite know how to deal with it. But before either of them could say anything a shout broke them both out of their shock.

"By Merlin! What Happened here!?" The voice of McGonagall called as she and a group of Professors rounded the corner that the Troll had come from initially before it entered the Bathroom. The group came to a grinding halt as they saw the Troll was very much dead on the ground and they looked between the two students.

"Explain yourselves!" She asked and Hermione answered first.

"It's my fault, Professor, you see I've read about Trolls and thought I could handle it. But... I was wrong, if Harry hadn't come for me, I'd be dead right now." She said and Harry shook his head.

"What? That's a lie." Harry said Hermoine looked at him with wide eyes.

"Hermoine was getting picked on by someone, I don't know who but she was crying in the bathroom. I knew she wouldn't have had any idea about the Troll so I went to get her, I didn't know the Troll was up here though. We tried running but we weren't fast enough." Harry said and McGonagall looked confused at Hermione but before she could say anything Flitwick gasped.

"It's dead!" He said in astonishment as the Professors noticed the red pull under the Troll. "How did you two manage such a feat, it's amazing for wizards and witches your age to defeat a Troll never mind slaying the beast."

"I didn't do anything, Harry saved me," Hermione said looking a bit ashamed. All eyes turned on him and Harry felt a bit nervous.

"W-well I've been studying some spells that interest me you see. I just overwhelmed the Troll and it fell. It was largely an accident." Harry said which was true, he didn't mean to kill the Troll.

"Remarkable, truly Mister Potter," Flitwick said and McGonagall took a last look at the two.

"Well, neither of you is hurt but still, you should see the Matron just to be safe. Miss Granger I will wish to speak with you when you return. And Mister Potter..." McGonagall said her voice trailing as she regarded him with her stormy eyes.

"While running off when there is danger about, is not something you should make a habit of doing, you did it to save another. And given the fact that you not only saved her but took care of the threat which you were ill-prepared to deal with... I would say 20 points is a sufficient reward for such action. But please, do not make it a habit will you?"

"Of course Professor," Harry said relieved, Flitwick then escorted the two to the Hospital wing while the other Professors got to cleaning up the mess. McGonagall's gaze remained on Harry as he walked, truly remarkable, she wouldn't admit it but she was excited at the idea of the surprises he would bring going forward.

Harry was in a world of emotions, after getting to the Hospital wing and getting checked on he made his way to the common room. No doubt they would be settling in for the night and Harry couldn't wait to get to Narcissa and tell her what happened. So as the buzz of the castle came to an end and everyone went off to bed. Harry, with practiced ease, made his way out of the castle and through the Honeydukes tunnel.

It was later than usual, he hoped Narcissa wouldn't mind but he made his way to her house and went to knock but the door swung open for him gently. That surprised him but he just entered and closed the door behind him.

"Cissa, you won't believe what..." He began to say but noticed how dark it was. He was confused at first but then a pair of candles lit in front of him. Then another and another then there were two rows of candles making a makeshift path for him to follow leading up the stairs. He gulped and remembered that Narcissa had a surprise for him waiting. So Harry followed the path laid out. Once he reached the door to the bedroom he found a collar floating in front of it.

Taking it there was also a note that read, Claim me as your own baby. Harry gulped and pushed open the door. He had seen Narcissa naked before obviously but it would never lose its effect on him. But this time in particular was somehow greater. The room was lit with dozens of candles filling the room with a flowery scent. But Harry was more focused on how the light danced across Narcissa's mature body. The shadows danced across her skin which seemed to practically glow and give her an otherworldy appearance at least to him. Like he was a simple commoner walking into the Queen's chamber.

Her hair was done up in beautiful and bouncy curls but still loose. But beyond that, she wore nothing, no fancy makeup, no intricate lingerie, nothing. Just her, and that was more than enough for Harry's cock to begin to harden in his pants. Narcissa smiled as her eyes locked on his the lavender flickering in the candlelight.

"Oh I see you found my collar, I was beginning to worry that you weren't coming." She pouted as Harry approached. She then moved every movement capturing Harry's eyes as she crawled, her breast full and firm dangling from her chest swaying and jiggling as she moved. "How about you put that on me, so we can get to your surprise? She said taking one hand and holding her hair up, raising her chin to expose her neck.

Harry gulped but took the leather collar and wrapped it around her delicate neck fastening it not too tight as Narcissa practically shivered as he did. Then in a dull glimmer, a silver heart appeared on it with an engraving.

"Read it," Narcissa said and Harry leaned in to do so.

Harry's Slut

"Slut? What does that mean?" Harry asked and Narcissa smiled as she kissed him. Harry quickly responded and felt tingles run all along his spine until they separated.

"Slut is a woman who loves to do sexual things, a Slut is a depraved shameful woman who can only think about sex or getting satisfied or getting used. That's what I am, for you Harry. I am your personal Slut, I am a Slut only for you." She said leaning back and falling to her bum before she laid herself out chest up and spread her legs.

Harry was on auto Pilot as he quickly stripped his clothes and was naked his cock standing firm and ready.

"That sounds... like an insult. Do you like it?" Harry asked his concern touching her heart like he so easily did all the time.

"Only when you call me that, because like I said I am a slut only for you. And as your slut I want to give your something special. Sex, real sex." She said spreading her legs and using her fingers to spread her pussy lips showing their soaked depths.

"Remember when I told you how your cock is supposed to go in my pussy to have sex? That's what your surprise is, I want you to claim me, baby, use Mummy's pussy, and treat me like a slut only good for fucking." She said and Harry's eyes widened at her words. His body was shaking as he approached his feet felt heavy but he didn't stop. He crawled up and knelt just in front of Narcissa who watched him with loving lustful eyes.

"W-what do I... how do I?" His brain was not working quite right and Narcissa giggled as she shimmied herself down to get closer to him. She then reached down and grasped his firm member.

"First you have to line it up like this see." She said as she gently pulled him closer aiming him at her soaked entrance. Harry placed his hands on her legs and she could feel him practically vibrating in both nervousness and excitement. She smiled at him and placed her free hand over his.

"Now push just a little bit," Narcissa instructed and Harry did so, the heat he felt as his cock head made contact with just her lips was almost overwhelming. Narcissa did better at controlling herself but she nearly gushed all over Harry at just feeling his tip press against her entrance. She then took her hand off his member and placed it over his other hand.

"There, now when you're ready just push in," Narcissa said and took a moment to appreciate the view she had, Harry was filling out a bit better thanks to his meals, he was still skinny but no longer scrawny. But he still had that boyish cuteness and young build. It was so tantalizing, especially with how his emerald orbs seemed to glow in the light.

Narcissa could still feel him shaking and went to give some words of encouragement but Harry cut her off but suddenly thrusting forward. It was instinct mostly on his part but he was bombarded with the sensation of being inside of Narcissa. It was nothing like her mouth, it was much warmer and wetter and had the most incredible silky feel to it. Not to mention how it clamped down on him.

Narcissa gasped her back arching a bit when he thrust, her body responding immediately to his cock clenching it and not letting it go anytime soon. Both lovers were in a state of bliss, it was just the first penetration and yet it was like something clicked in their minds like the final link that connected them was formed and now they were one.

Harry was so overwhelmed that he couldn't help what came next, it all happened so fast for him, the sensations and the slight flexing of her pussy around his cock. Like it was sucking him in deeper. It was too much and he felt his orgasm all but slam into him as his cock fired its thick ropes of semen into Narcissa.

Narcissa felt it as her core was suddenly bombarded by heat, pulses of it landing within her pussy. She gasped her head shaking side to side, the feeling of his semen filling her fertile cunt. It drove her to the edge too which shocked her. This wasn't her first time, and yet she never felt like this ever, it was like his molten spunk was the ultimate form of ecstasy for her body as her pussy began to convulse around him.

This just made Harry's ejaculation harder and longer as his body seemed to respond to hers giving it what it wanted as it fired off a few last powerful ropes of cum before it stopped but Harry remained rock hard. He took a moment to catch his breath and looked up at Narcissa who looked equally winded.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... at least not yet..." Harry said worried that his quick shot had ruined the mood. Narcissa curled herself up so that she could kiss Harry which he gladly returned. Once they separated she laid back and began playing with her breast for his pleasure.

"I told you Harry, a Slut only thinks about getting fucked, and I'm your Slut. Use me." Narcissa said and Harry, on instinct suddenly bucked his hips drawing a moan from the older woman. He liked that so he pulled back slightly, his still sensitive cock tingling all the while, and then thrust again drawing another moan.

He repeated the motion over and over, slowly at first. But as his sensitivity fell his desire and pace quickened. Something primal took over him as he chased this new pleasure. As his eleven-year-old hips bucked into the older woman over and over. He put everything he could into it, all the strength he had, and while it wasn't much it was enough to make her body jiggle in time with his thrusts.

The sound of slapping flesh filled the room as Narcissa laced their fingers together and looked at Harry as he took her.

"Yes, Baby! Use me, use Mummy's pussy, fuck me! Whenever you want I'm there, whatever you want to do, I'll do it! I love you!" She cried and Harry stilled his eyes wide. Narcissa, breathing heavily, was confused about why he stopped. But he just stared at her with wide eyes. Suddenly he started up again in gusto, somehow summoning strength that was not there before which sent Narcissa's head flying back and eyes rolling with a wanton whorish moan.

His cum had given her a mini orgasm but now he was plowing her straight into a full one as it was building in her core. Harry leaned down and due to his height buried his face in her chest as he held her. Pumping his cock in and out of the room a symphony of moans and slapping flesh.

"I love you too! I love you! I love you!" He cried out as his hips became a blur against the woman, their juices spilling freely from her hole as Narcissa clutched Harry to her as her orgasm hit her like a train.

"Harry!" She cried as his pussy began spasming harder than ever driving Harry insane. He felt a wet spray hit his crotch as Narcissa's pussy squirted like a broken hose filling the room with her slutty scent. Harry could not hold on as Narcissa's pussy clamped down harder than before and milked his length something fierce.

He couldn't hold out as with a growl that primal, carnal part of his mind had only one goal. Claim his woman, plant young virile seed into her depths, and mark her forever as his. Yes, she was his, forever, no other would touch her. No one, he wanted her for himself, and in that moment the kind little boy was gone. And in his place was a young stud claiming his first woman, for himself and only himself.

He then slammed down burying his six-inch length of first-year cock into Narcissa deeper than the first time, and fired off again. His second orgasm felt more powerful than the first because this time it wasn't a surprise. It was him marking his woman, and claiming her. It wasn't ropes of cum, it was jets. Firing with a force that made Narcissa's orgasm extend as she cried out in euphoria feeling more of the delicious heat flood her depths. She could practically feel her cervix open up to welcome the seed into her awaiting womb.

Harry's climax lasted for almost a full minute which might've worried Narcissa if she wasn't in a blissful nearly cum drunk state. Harry came back first as he looked at Narcissa, the regal mature beauty looking so... well as he just learned, slutty. Tongue out with a silly smile a tremor every so often shaking her form. But Harry wasn't done yet, not by a long shot a flip was switched in his head and he wasn't about to stop now. His youthful and enthusiastic, nearly animalistic, stamina was rearing its head.

Narcissa was helpless against Harry as he continued to hump against her his hard member powering into her with a young boys excitement. Her pussy seemed to shrink around him as it became unbelievably tight causing Harry to moan. From his position, he was in the perfect spot as his face was right in front of Narcissa's bounding milky breast and pretty pink nipples. Not thinking or asking he lunged forward latching onto one of them and sucking hard.

Narcissa gasped as his hand went up behind his head. The sudden suction from his mouth on her nipple drove her wild as her hips began to buck against him. Narcissa was properly overwhelmed at the moment. She expected him to be a little wild this being his first time and all, plus the fact that he was still an excitable eleven-year-old boy. But the way he was utterly dominating her body was something she was not prepared for.

But she craved every moment if this was how he fucked at this age, when he grew he was going to leave her a drooling mess no doubt. She was already wrapped around his finger, she wanted to please him, to always see that adoring gaze he gave her. She would do anything, even if that meant sharing him with other women.

But with every thrust of his cock, every suck on her nipple, every slap of wet flesh. She was constantly reassured that Harry loved her, she loved him. No matter who they invited to bed, regardless of age, she belonged to him and Harry would not abandon her.

Narcissa moaned as she suddenly pulled Harry off her breast and moved back. Harry growled like an animal, he didn't like being stopped and Narcissa shivered at his sound. She then spun around pressing her face and chest against the bed and raising her bum high in the air. Exposing her pulsing pussy lips wet with her juices and some dribbles of his semen.

"Like this baby, fuck me like a bitch in heat." Narcissa moaned out using one hand to pull on her cheek to expose herself further letting a bit more of his glorious cum drip from her soaking snatch. Harry didn't speak or hesitate he simply scrambled up having to stand with his knees bent to line up with her pussy properly. But once he was he slammed himself back into her searing depths as Narcissa cried out and he resumed his barbaric thrusting.

"Mine!" He growled out and Narcissa felt a shiver run through her body as her pussy clenched. "Mine! Mine! Mine! I love you!" He said his tone somehow being a mix of animalistic domination and young gentle lover. Narcisa drank it in her body being pushed to yet another orgasm as her pussy fluttered around his length and another spray of her juice soiled the already-soaked sheets.

In Narcissa's mind, she tried to imagine how she looked. How the young body of Harry appeared as he powered into her cunt with reckless horny abandon. With the little sense she still had left in her head, she wiggled her fingers and made the Camera that was sitting on the dresser float and begin to take pictures.

Harry noticed the sudden flashed but paid them no mind. He was focused on one thing and that was the warm clutching depths of Narcissa's pussy and her beautiful jiggling bubble butt. Harry leaned over her his thrust's becoming erratic as he felt another orgasm build up in the base of his cock.

"I'm going to cum Cissa! I love you! I love you!" Harry said his voice tight as his thrust now became very fast and short and then stilled as he buried himself into her. Narcissa cried out in pleasure just as the camera took another photo of her slutty face as Harry fired another batch of baby-making juice into her needy womb.

Harry had always produced a lot of sperm whenever he ejaculated, she had the pictures of herself with a full mouth and a cum glazed face to prove it. And now it was all directed into her most sacred place, the place where if she let it, it would take root and fertilize her eggs. It would impregnate her, that thought alone pushed her over the edge as her body was rocked by a strong orgasm as Harry continued to fire his molten seed inside of her.

Her legs shook as they suddenly felt like jelly and her body fell to the side Harry's cock slipped free and yet she felt no less full with what felt like a gallon of cum still churning in her pussy. She tried to catch her breath she could never have dreamed that their first time together would be so merlin damned magical and world-shaking. Her heart was racing in her chest, her mind was swimming, and her body would spasm every so often.

Harry saw this and even though he was still hard he regained some composure as with great willpower he dragged himself away from Narcissa's creamy pulsing pussy lips and crawled up to face her. With fluttering eyes and a breathless smile, she looked at Harry her Lavender eyes dancing with lust and love, matching his own emerald orbs.

They came together in a loving wet kiss, their tounges dancing as Harry was pulled flush against Narcissa's body. She could still feel his hard cock press eagerly against her stomach wet and warm with a twitch every so often. She would take care of him but she just needed a breather first.

"Do you like your surprise?" Narcissa asked when they separated and Harry smiled.

"I loved it, I love you," Harry said the weight of his words mixed with the sincerity she could hear made her eyes water. They kissed again and the only regret that either had for the night was that Harry would have to return to the castle. If he had his way he wouldn't stop until the morning came and maybe even beyond that.

But that wasn't right now, as the young boy and older woman shared another wonderful kiss and Harry moved back to her pussy and plunged in again with Narcissa swinging a leg over his shoulder which he hugged close as he thrust.

They had this night, and the next one, and the next. For the rest of their lives. There would be plenty of mornings to come when they would awaken in each other's arms. Patience was a virtue after all.

Chapter 8: Secrets and Truth

Summary:

Harry learned some things and has a discussion with Narcissa about it. Next chapter and I hope it is enjoyable! leave a comments and let me know!

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Unforgettable, that was the only way that Narcissa could've described her night when she awoke. She inhaled, the smell of sex still hanging in the air and she reached over hoping in vain to feel the warm small body of her love. But he wasn't there, he had to return to the castle. That made her feel a little sad but the memories of the night easily swept away anything but pure bliss in her soul.

They had made love deep into the night, but they also talked. Harry had told her how he had bested the Troll to save the life of his fellow classmate. She should've been worried, and in truth she was, but more than that she was incredibly turned on. It resulted in a final round of glorious sex before she all but passed out.

And now here she was, with the morning sun peaking through the window and as naked as the day she was born. She traced a delicate hand over her abdomen, feeling her flat stomach. And then she hovered over where her womb would be. She knew, after nearly six go's and Harry depositing load after load inside of there that she was positively stuffed. It might've been her imagination but she could've sword she could still feel the warmth.

She turned to look at the dresser, the camera had been put back in its original place and Harry had taken the time to gather the photos it took and put them in a pile next to it. But on the other end of a dresser was a bottle, corked with a clear bluish liquid. Her heart sank knowing its contents and she looked away continuing to caress her stomach.

All she had to do, was not take the potion. If she didn't Harry's semen would give her a child. His cum would knock her up and she would be pregnant again. Narcissa sighed as she moved her legs over the bed and stood. Her legs were a bit wobbly still as she made her way to the washroom. She went about cleaning and freshening up taking a moment to admire herself in the mirror. She imagined a bulging belly and a smile split her face.

She did everything she could to drag on this moment, this reality where the possibility of Harry impregnating her was alive and very real. But the more she did the more she knew it wasn't going to happen. No matter what she wanted, no matter the fact that every womanly instinct was telling her to not do it, she couldn't. Harry was only in his first year of Hogwarts, she couldn't put the responsibilities of being a father on his shoulders. Not yet.

So with a sigh, she took the potion the bitter taste only serving to disappoint herself further. And just like that the possibility was gone, no baby, no pregnancy. It was sad but she knew it was the best option. So after taking a deep breath, she went downstairs, throwing on a simple robe.

To take her mind off of the potion she just drank she was going to go over her plan as she opened the cabinet where she kept her Passionate Truth potion as she called it. Now that she and Harry had begun their relationship in earnest now she had to keep her promise. Snape would be out of Hogwarts before the week's end, then she would swoop in. Take his place and nothing would keep her and Harry apart.

Of course, to begin this process she would have to get McGonagall on board. With a little help from the potion however that shouldn't be too hard, as soon as she got Harry's cum into her system she would be wrapped around his finger, or rather his cock. The only problem she could see would be from Harry, after all, he would have to have sex with McGonagall and that's something he might not do.

Minerva was after all at a very advanced age and it was clear she had spent many decades without the touch of a man. And while she wasn't hideous she wasn't the picture of beauty either. It wouldn't be an issue after the first time as Narcissa had no doubts that just one shag with Harry would make Minerva look like a classy dame from those old black-and-white American movies.

She smiled thinking about those movies, Her older sister had always managed to snag some from Grandfather's collection when he was busy. Their parents disapproved of course but that didn't matter to the sisters at the time. Oh how she wished she could have her sisters back again, but only one issue at a time. For now, she focused on her goals with Minerva.

McGonagall would only look vibrant after the first time with Harry, so Narcissa had to find a way to make Minerva look desirable. The answer was simple, glamour charms, make McGonagall look young again through illusions. It wouldn't last but she didn't need it to, one load would be all that Harry needed to give her.

But then there was also the issue of Harry just being uncomfortable with being with another woman besides her. It was clear that he was very attached to her as much as she was to him. So she would have to bring up this conversation as soon as she could. It most likely wouldn't be too hard to convince him, especially if she was bouncing on top of him, or swallowing his cock.

For now, she had to work on that Glamour enchantment. And as she did, she began to compose a list of potential lovers. She had already decided that she was going to have Harry ensnare Poppy for his health care needs. But what other women, she was going to give her friend Cordelia a chance of course but that was because Narcissa kept her promises. Someone influential would be optimal, as Harry grew the political world would take greater and greater notice of him. So having someone high up in the Wizangamot would be best.

Unfortunately, the number of women under the Fudge's rule was few, especially with Pureblood fanatics lining his pockets with bribes. The only name that came to her mind was Ameilia Bones, one of Fudge's major opponents when it came to passing laws that Lucius and his ilk tried to get passed. Her position not just as a Lady of an ancient and noble house but also her position of Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement would work greatly against Harry's future enemies.

Of course, it was a bit farfetched at the moment seeing as Amelia would have no reason to come to Hogwarts to discuss anything. At least not yet, she was sure Dumbledore was hiding something, he always was.

In fact, Narcissa thought back to the time in Diagon Alley, when she got into an argument with Hagrid. You see when Narcissa discovered that Hagrid had taken Harry to his vault as well as had possession of his vault key she was shocked. Of course, she didn't think the Half-Giant stole the key, but she was sure that Dumbledore gave it to him.

This is why Narcissa had nicked the key, it was easy and Hagrid had been none the wiser. She was also secure in the knowledge that Dumbledore would do nothing about it, at least not yet. Because if he did then questions would come up from the Goblins about how he could possibly know about the missing Potter vault key.

That key should've been returned to the Vault and given to Harry upon his first visit. If Dumbledore had his hands on Harry's vault key, what else did he have, or worse, what if he took something from Harry's vault? Yet another reason she needed to get McGonagall on her side as quickly as possible. The others would wait, and so Narcissa began to work on the Glamor for Minerva.

Meanwhile, it would be a few hours later before Harry woke up, accompanied by his morning wood. He immediately wanted to find Narcissa but knew she wasn't in the castle. But throughout his morning, or in this case late morning rituals he had the biggest grin on his face. After dressing himself he left his room and entered the cool-lit Slytherin Common room.

"Look who decided to wake up." He heard Daphne say as he saw his friend sitting on the couches.

"Morning." He greeted sitting next to the Blonde girl as they all looked at him expectantly.

"That's it?" Tracey asked and Harry looked confused.

"What do you mean?" He asked and Blaise spoke up next.

"You're not going to tell us about the Troll?" Blaise said and Harry was confused.

"How'd you know? I didn't tell you yet." Harry said.

"The portraits talk, then peeve's heard and he's been singing a rhyme about you all morning," Daphne said and Harry thought about it.

"What time is it? Can't be that late can it?" Harry asked.

"It's almost eleven, you missed breakfast but no one wanted to wake you, thought you could use the rest," Daphne explained, the answer surprised Harry but not too much, seeing as he was pretty drained, though not from the Troll more so from Narcissa.

"Can you believe her!? Honestly, filthy Mudblood." Harry heard and turned to see Malfoy with his entourage enter the common room. Draco spotted Harry and with a smirk approached.

"So slaying Trolls, are you? I'm impressed, too bad you wasted your time saving that mudblood though." Malfoy sneered, not at Harry but just at the mention of Hermione. Harry stood up, Pansy looked between the boys as did everyone else.

"Stop calling Hermione that," Harry said, he's really been trying to get a relationship with Draco for Narcissa's sake. But after taking down a Troll as well as shagging what Harry constantly forgot was Draco's mum. He was feeling just a bit short-tempered with the Blonde git at the moment.

"Why should I?" Draco challenged and Harry just stood his ground as Malfoy shifted nervously from foot to foot. After all, it was a well-known fact that Harry was very powerful, especially for a first year.

"Because I asked," Harry said and again there was a stretch of silence between them but Harry was solid as stone and Draco just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Whatever," Draco said and walked off to another group of couches and his crowd followed. Pansy though hung back a little and looked at Harry with curious eyes, something that Daphne took notice of as she narrowed her own.

"Granger's been waiting outside for you, tell her to scamper off will you?" Pansy said Blaise and Daphne, being more trained by their families on the political strategy of being backhandedly helpful spotted it easily. Pansy didn't give Harry a chance to answer as she walked back to Draco. Harry simply looked at his friends and shrugged.

"Guess we should go say high to Hermione then." He said and his friends just nodded as they walked out of the Common room. Sure enough, waiting just a bit of a walk away was Hermione. She looked up and smiled nervously as they approached.

"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked and Hermione nodded.

"Yes, I'm fine, I just... Thank you for saving me last night." Hermione said and Harry nodded.

"Sure, I wasn't planning on fighting the Troll but still glad you're okay," Harry said and Hermione looked at him and the rest of his friends. She played with the hem of her shirt nervously before taking a deep breath and speaking.

"I'm glad that you all came out as well. I've spoken with McGonagall and I have seen that my recent behavior has been, abrasive. I know that I can come off as snobby and like a know it all. I often talk down to you and a lot of others, I don't mean to, but I do. So I just wanted to apologize for how I've acted in classes. I promise to try and be better and to think about not just what I say but how I say it." Hermione said with a slight inclination of her head.

For a moment the group, except Harry that is, took a moment to think about her words. Blaise shrugged as he didn't really let Granger's lectures get to him, Tracey just wasn't very confrontational if she could help it. Daphne however just looked Hermione up and down calculatingly. Daphne was the one Hermione was annoying the most, along with Padma as far as Harry knew.

The two girls just stood there, Hermione looking down and Daphne sizing her up for lack of a better word. It was very tense until Daphne sighed and shook her head.

"Just don't let it happen again Granger," Daphne said and Hermione chanced a small smile and nodded. "Good, now come on, I still want to get that Accio spell down," Daphne said as she walked and Harry, Blaise, and Tracey all began walking to. Harry then noticed that Hermione just stayed where she was before smiling.

"Would you like to join us?" Harry asked and Hermione's face lit up.

"Yes, I'd like that," Hermione said quickly catching up to walk next to Harry. Tracey glanced at them then shuffled over to Daphne.

"You know I thought you'd be a little more hesitant with Granger. Seeing how nice Harry is with her." Tracy teased and Daphne rolled her eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Daphne said though she couldn't hide the glance she threw back making Tracey grin even bigger. Daphne would admit that she thought Harry was cute. He was a bit skinny but hearty feasts were fixing that. He was unusually kind, at least for a Slytherin that is. And while he wasn't exactly a genius he was skilled and motivated. Anytime practical lessons were used he was always the first one to get the spells down.

He exemplified the Slytherin trait of Ambition when it came to magic, and he was just so unlike what Daphne thought he would be. Of course, she wasn't unique when it came to having ideas and preconceptions of what Harry Potter would be like. She found that she enjoyed the real Harry Potter much more than any fictional version that someone dreamed up.

And while she would never admit it to Tracey, seeing Harry get on so well with other girls like Padma and now Hermione did make her stomach twist at times. But she wouldn't let it get to her, she was a Greengrass and she was quite aware that Harry would steal glances at her every so often.

Of course, he did the same with Padma at times, but she was in the same house as him. She was who Harry was with most of the time, but then there was Pansy. She did not like how she was looking at Harry at all, it was well known that Pansy's father had his eye on the Malfoy fortune and had steered his daughter in that direction. She hadn't heard from her parents if a betrothal contract had been signed or not but that was the reason the Pansy tended to stick to Draco like glue.

So why was she looking at Harry like she was interested? Daphne didn't like Pansy, her attitude was textbook Pureblood which she hated and she had a habit of getting on Daphne's nerves at times, much in the same way Draco did.

But it didn't matter, at least not at the moment as the group made their way through the halls and found their way to the courtyard. Padma was there talking to her twin and she spotted them and waved them over.

"Hey, finally awake Harry? I was worried you know." Padma said, but Harry narrowed his eyes confused. That was not how Padma sounded, well it was, but something was off. He looked between the twins one more time and knew what was going on.

"Morning Padma, or I guess afternoon would be more appropriate now," Harry said addressing her sister. Padma pouted while her sister just smiled sweetly and there was no doubt that this was actually Padma.

"Aw, how'd you know?" Padma's twin said as the actual Padma waved her wand and their clothes switched styles as well as their hair with Padma's going back into her normal braids while her twins fell down loose around her shoulders.

"I just knew, you look nice with your hair down by the way Padma," Harry said causing the girl's cheeks to flush slightly as Tracey just gave a knowing look to Daphne who narrowed her eyes.

"Thank you, I'll let it down every once in a while then. Everyone this is my sister Parvati." Padma introduced as the now named Parvati waved and smiled.

"Hi, so nice to meet you. Padma's told me all about you of course. Harry, I've got to know, did you really slay a full-grown Troll? Hermione won't tell me anything even though we're in the same house." Parvati pouted and Hermione just shook her head.

"Um, yes, but I didn't plan on it. The Troll wasn't even supposed to be there."

"The Troll shouldn't have even gotten on School grounds let alone inside," Padma said as the group sat down to talk.

"I know, with all the wards, enchantments, and other protections it should be impossible," Hermione said.

"You don't think someone let it in do you?" Tracey wondered but everyone shook their head, except for Parvati that is.

"Well, just a thought but I did see Snape leave the Hall rather quickly and not with the other Professors," Parvati said but Daphne scoffed.

"Unlikely, despite his abhorrent attitude Snapes not a killer that would sick a Troll on students."

"He was a Deatheater," Blaise said and Harry was confused.

"What's a Deatheater?" Harry asked and Padma answered him.

"They were the followers of You-know-who," Padma said and Harry's eyes narrowed.

"Snape was a follower of Voldemort?" He asked and suddenly things began to make sense for him. Snape's hated him since day one even though they've never met. The glares, sneers, and general lack of any decency towards him.

"Yeah, according to what my Mum says Snape turned traitor and became a spy. Dumbledore has always defended him anytime it gets brought up." Blaise explained and Harry connected a few more dots. Narcissa had made it known that she did not trust Dumbledore and that Harry was to try and avoid him if he could. Perhaps this was why because she knew that Dumbledore kept the friends of his parents murderer in the very same school as him.

"Wouldn't that mean that Snape is the most unlikely suspect then? If Dumbledore vouches for him then there should be nothing to worry about." Hermione said and Daphne rolled her eyes.

"Oh please, Dumbledore isn't Merlin, he can make mistakes and be tricked," Daphne said and Hermione furrowed her brow.

"He has fought against two Dark Lords, he even won against one of them. Grindelwald." Hermione said and Blaise just shrugged.

"The way my mum tells it is that Dumbledore had help. From Lord Arcturus Black and Lord Charlus Potter." Blaise said and Harry's head whipped around.

"What? Who's Charlus Potter!?" Harry asked and the group looked at him surprised.

"I can't believe you don't know, your relatives really are the worst," Daphne said. Harry hadn't told them much of anything about his relatives but any half-decent Slytherin or Ravenclaw would be able to piece together that his relationship with them was, less than ideal. But still, it was a bit ridiculous that he was like a muggleborn dear in the headlights with everything.

"He would be your Grandfather, Lord Charlus Potter, he passed a long time ago, I'm sorry," Blaise said and Harry looked a bit crestfallen but not too bad. After all, it was disappointing but he never knew the man, even if he would've liked to.

"It's still nice to know about him, why did you call him Lord?" Harry asked and Daphne answered.

"Because he was Lord of House Potter, then your father was, and when you become of age you will too," Daphne explained and Harry was a bit awestruck.

"Wait I'm going to be a Lord?" Harry asked wide-eyed.

"Yes, Harry the Potter family is Most Ancient and Most Noble House. one of the sacred twenty-eight," Daphne explained and Hermione spoke up next.

"I've read about that, there are twenty-eight families who are considered like royalty in wizarding society. Harry's one of them?" Hermione asked.

"Well, wizarding society in Britain and some parts of Europe like France and Ireland. But yes Harry's part of that. Harry, remember when I told you about Purebloods and things like that?" Daphne asked and Harry nodded.

"Well this is like that only on a higher level, the fact that you didn't know this... didn't your Goblin vault keeper tell you any of this?" Daphne asked.

"No, when Hagrid took me to Gringotts he had my key and we just visited my trust vault," Harry explained and everybody's eyes widened except for Hermione and Harry that is.

"Hagrid took you to Gringotts? Hagrid had your vault key, that's not possible." Padma said and the Harry and Hermione were confused.

"Why?" Harry asked.

"You're part of the sacred twenty-eight, but beyond that you... sorry for saying this, but you don't have any living magical relatives, and you're not old enough to claim your lordship. Your vault key should've been returned to your Vault keeper Goblin no one else should have access to it." Blaise said and Harry thought about it.

"When I went to Gringotts the Goblin did act like I already had my key, he also looked quite surprised when Hagrid produced it instead. But Hagrid pulled something else out of the vault, official Hogwarts business he said." Harry said and the group looked confused.

"Wait, there was something about a vault break in Gringotts in the Prophet, did you see it, oh what was the vault number?" Hermione said snapping her fingers while thinking.

"Vault seven thirteen, I remember that article," Padma said.

"That's the vault, that's the one Hagrid visited!" Harry said remembering the vault number.

"Did you see it?" Blaise asked but Harry shook his head.

"No it was in a cloth pouch but it fit in his palm easily enough," Harry said.

"You said it was official Hogwarts business right, so Dumbledore had something to do with it," Daphne said.

"What could Dumbledore have taken from Gringotts?" Parvati asked, this was such juicy gossip, she needed to hang out with her sister's friends more often.

"We don't know that it was Dumbledore." Hermione tried to defend but Daphne shook her head.

"Hogwarts business is Dumbledore's business, I remember that article, it was broken into the same day it was emptied right. Quite the coincidence." Daphne said and that made the group think, it was odd.

"Look even if Dumbledore had Hagrid take something from Gringotts why does that matter, we were talking about a Troll. Plus I thought we'd be more concerned with Hagrid having Harry's key." Hermione said and that got the group to shift again.

"You don't think he still has it do you?" Tracey asked.

"Let's go ask him," Harry said standing up, he wanted answers and his friends were quick to follow him. After navigating through and out of the castle it was a simple walk down to Hagrids hut. Harry quickly knocked on the door and stood back waiting for Hagrid to answer. After a few seconds, the door opened, and standing over them was Hagrid surprised by the visitors.

"'Ello 'Arry, and everyone, whatcha doing here?" Hagrid asked.

"It's about the Bank, the vaults we visited," Harry asked and Hagrids eyes widened.

"Oh, that. Well, ain't nothing to really say about it, to be honest." Hagrid said as he stepped back and the group of young students filed into his hut. It was a bit of a squeeze but everyone found a place to sit.

"But, Hagrid, you had Harry's vault key. Where is it now?" Daphne asked and Hagrid suddenly looked depressed at the statement.

"I lost it."

"You what!?" Daphne all but screamed and shot to her feet.

"Daphne!" Harry said suddenly at her side and placed a calming hand on her shoulder. But Daphne, as well as the rest of the group look scandalized.

"Hagrid, how could you lose it?" Padma asked as Harry got Daphne to sit back down.

"I had it, after Gringotts, put it back in my pocket nice and secure. But when I went to return it to Dumbledore it wasn't there."

"Dumbledore? You mean Dumbledore gave you the key in the first place." Harry asked and Hagrid nodded.

"Well yes, Dumbledore was keeping it safe for ya," Hagrid said.

"But that's not his place, it should've been returned to Gringotts how did he even get a hold of it?" Blaise asked and Hagrid just shook his head.

"Don't rightly know, but Dumbledore is a good man, I'm sure he had good reasons." Hagrid defended.

"What about vault seven thirteen? What did you take from the vault Hagrid?" Harry asked and Hagrid looked nervous.

"Now you don't need to be worrying about that. What was in the vault was personal business between Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel." Hagrid said and again the group was surprised.

"Nicolas Flamel, the Nicolas Flamel?" Padma asked and Hagrid winced.

"I shouldn't have said that." He cringed and Daphne and Padma both began to usher themselves outside along with the group as they said rushed farewells to the half-giant and all but ran back to the castle.

"Nicolas Flamel? Who is that?" Harry asked.

"I feel like I heard that name before," Hermione said and the group continued to walk and talk but in hushed whispers.

"Nicolas Flamel is the greatest Alchemist to ever live. He created the Sorcerer's Stone, also known as the Philosophers Stone." Padma said.

"You don't think that the Stone was the thing in the vault do you?" Blaise wondered.

"What else could it be?" Daphne asked rhetorically.

"Okay, does anyone want to clue me in? What does the Stone have to do with the Troll and Snape?" Parvati asked as she was having a bit of trouble keeping up with everyone else's thoughts.

"I don't know," Tracey said she was able to follow for the most part but wasn't quite on the same train of thought.

"Well, if someone let a Troll in which is the only way I can think of that a Troll gets into the castle, then someone would use it to try and steal the Stone," Padma explained.

"And Snape was the only one not to go with the rest of the Teachers when they all went to the Dungeon." Blaise pointed out.

"Quirell didn't either." Hermione pointed out.

"He passed out on the floor that's not suspicious," Blaise said with a shrug.

"Wait even if this is all true and someone, possibly Snape, set a Troll loose to try and steal the Stone where would the Stone even be hidden?" Tracey asked.

"Why is the third-floor corridor off limits?" Harry asked and the group looked at him.

"Surely not," Hermione said but the more they thought about it it made sense. Why would an entire corridor be off limits without reason besides the very painful death warning?

"It makes sense, I think we should look around the corridor," Harry said but Daphne shook her head.

"No, not tonight at least," Daphne said.

"Why wait?" Harry asked.

"Because if we get caught snooping around it would be bad, especially if we are right and Snape is the person trying to steal it. Unless you know how to make everyone invisible." Daphne said and when she did Harry nearly smirked ever so slightly.

"Do you?" Padma asked but Harry shook his head.

"Well, no but... I do know how to cast the Disillusionment charm." Harry said surprising the group.

"Really? That's quite advanced mate." Blaise said.

"Can you cast it on multiple people?" Hermione asked and Harry shrugged.

"I've never tried."

"Well, it's impressive, but I have a way to make us invisible just give me until Friday," Daphne said.

"What's your plan?" Harry asked genuinely curious.

"I know how to brew an invisibility potion, but it's tricky plus I'll need to brew enough for us all," Daphne said and Parvati shook her head rapidly.

"Oh thanks but I think I'll sit out sneaking around the castle at night." She said and Daphne looked at her, to be honest, she hadn't been thinking about Parvati.

"Well you'd better keep what we said already a secret, don't need you blabbing to anyone," Daphne said with narrowed eyes but Parvati just zipped her lips.

"Not a word, now come on lunch will be ready by now," Parvati said and the group headed towards the great hall. They talked about other things, but Harry couldn't help but have everything he'd just learned bouncing in his mind all day. So he talked and practiced with his friends, they tried some spells and he tried to show them how to cast the disillusionment charm but it was slow going.

What he really wanted to do, was talk to Narcissa. Did she know about all of this? About his family or about his vault? So as the day progressed and soon enough everyone began to turn in for the night Harry waited until his chance to flee the castle arrived. He was so concerned with what he had learned that the trip through the tunnel to Hogsmeade felt like a blur of seconds.

Sneaking out of Honeydukes he made his way to his and Narcissa's house and entered. He dropped his spell and looked around and found Narcissa waiting for him like always dressed in a thin robe that barely covered herself.

"Love," She whispered out with her sultry tone as she got up and approached Harry. She bent down and Harry claimed her lips with a kiss that she eagerly returned. The fire he always felt seemed even greater now after their night together.

"I must ask you something..." She said while trailing kisses across his jaw and down his neck.

"I need to talk to you too," Harry said gasping as Narcissa sucked on the skin of his neck lightly nibbling it.

"Of course, what is it?" She asked her eyes cloudy with desire as she played with the band of his trousers. Harry gulped and summoned all of his willpower not to crumble and take Narcissa here and now. If he did he did not trust himself to stop and ask what needed to be asked.

"I-I learned something... about my vault." Harry gasped and for a moment Narcissa stopped her teasing and looked up at him.

"What did you learn?" She asked and Harry took a breath to steady himself. Every boyish thought and instinct told him to forget it and take Narcissa. But he couldn't this was important.

"I learned that Hagrid should've never had my key. That Dumbledore was the one who gave it to him." Harry said and Narcissa's eyes narrowed.

"That is why I told you not to trust Dumbledore, he may act like everyone's grandfather but he's always manipulating something." Narcissa hissed and Harry placed a soothing hand on her face which she leaned into. She looked forward to the day when his hand was big and manly, but it offered her such comfort even now.

"I know, but Hagrid lost my key, I'm worried now," Harry said his brow furrowing with concern. Narcissa looked off to the side as a slight flash of guilt crossed her face.

"He didn't lose it, come with me," Narcissa said leading a confused Harry up to their room. She went over to the dresser opened a drawer and dug through an assortment of panties she had. When she was done she turned back to Harry and revealed his vault key.

"Once I found out that Hagrid had your key I knew that he shouldn't have. So I took it, for safekeeping." Narcissa said as Harry looked between her and the key with wide eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked a slight tone of hurt in his voice that made Narcissa's heart feel like it's been punched.

"I was going to tell you."

"When!?" Harry asked with a deep frown and narrowed eyes aimed in her direction and Narcissa's words stopped in her throat. She honestly hadn't even thought about it, she hadn't meant to keep it a secret obviously. But with everything going on, their relationship, and her plans. It just slipped her mind, but that wasn't an excuse.

"Did you also know I was going to be a Lord? Were you going to tell me that?" Harry asked and again Narcissa was blindsided.

"I... I did know, it never occurred to me..." Narcissa began but was cut off by Harry.

"To tell me? Why? Because I'm just a stupid boy?" Harry asked his eyes watering in frustration as Narcissa began to water to feeling pain just from making him upset. Seeing him like this hurt more than she could've ever thought it would.

"Baby no! No, of course not... I just never thought about it." She denied falling to her knees in front of him. But she was guilty, despite her words some part of her still saw Harry as a boy. Someone she needed to take care of and protect.

"My relatives hid everything from me, they lied to me my whole life. Why did you hide anything from me? I thought... I thought..." Harry said his face contorting as he fought to frustrated tears from spilling.

"No, please Harry. I'm so sorry, you're right I should have told you. It was my fault my mistake, I didn't mean to hide anything from you. I love you, you mean so much to me, I would never want or try to hurt you." Narcissa said grasping his hands and kissing them as she held them close. Harry felt her hands shaking as she held his, but he could also feel the care she conveyed through her touch. He pulled her forward into an embrace which she quickly and eagerly returned as she squeezed herself against him trying to show him with every physical part of her how regretful she was.

"Don't hide things from me, okay? Not you." Harry said as he could feel his frustration leave him as he relaxed in her arms and felt Narcissa nodding against his shoulder.

"Yes Baby, never again," Narcissa said as her thoughts flicked to her plan, no more hiding anything. Harry wasn't a boy to her so she wouldn't treat him like one. He was her lover, and she would share everything with him.

"I need to tell you something then, about my plan to take care of Snape," Narcissa said as she hesitantly left Harry's embrace and stood on her feet. She lead him back downstairs towards their kitchen area where she revealed her potion cabinet.

"I don't have the power or connections to get Snape fired, at least not yet. My plan was to get McGonagall's support, using this and you." Narcissa said placing the vial with purple-pink liquid down.

"Me? And what is that?" Harry asked as Narcissa took a seat and so did Harry.

"This is a little invention of mine, it acts like an aphrodisiac and truth potion in one."

"Aphrodisiac?" Harry asked and Narcissa nodded.

"Yes, it's a substance that makes people very excited sexually. This potion will only work on women though."

"Wait, sexually? Why would this help get McGonagall's help?"

"That is where you would come in," Narcissa said and Harry took a moment before his eyes widened.

"Wait, what do you mean? I wouldn't do that! I love you, not McGonagall!" Harry said and Narcissa felt her heart soar at that alieving some of the guilt she felt.

"I know, and that makes me more happy than you know. But, there is something you need to know about your semen. You see a Wizard's sperm acts like a rejuvenating agent for witches. If revitalizes us, makes us fit and pretty. You must have noticed that I look different than when we first met." Narcissa said and Harry looked her over as she waited.

"You look just as pretty as when I first saw you," He said and from any other boy or man, it would've been a flirtatious remark. But Narcissa could see in Harry's eyes his utter honesty and again she felt her heart soar.

"Thank you, but that's not true, I had wrinkles around my eyes, my laugh lines were deep, and my breast were beginning to sag. But after being with you and taking your cum, it revitalized me. Look no wrinkles and you obviously noticed my breast are definitely not saggy." Narcissa said pushing her face forward and to her delight Harry did flush a bit as he examined her boobs.

"I never thought that you looked wrinkly, or saggy. But what does this have to do with McGonagall?" Harry asked not wanting to get distracted.

"Well, there is another aspect to a Wizard's cum, especially if he's powerful like you. We are attracted to that, it makes us so devoted to him that it acts like a natural aphrodisiac."

"Wait, does that mean that... is what you feel just because of my cum?" Harry asked his stomach twisting at the thought and Narcissa laughed her voice like a tinkling bell.

"No Baby, I love you because of your kindness, your adoration for me. How you treated me like a treasure, as well as the fact that you've become so manly and dominant. Your semen is just an extra treat for me. However, with my plan with McGonagall, it would keep her coming back and more likely to do things for you."

"I don't want to force anyone to do anything Cissa, I don't want to force McGonagall to do anything!" Harry said adamant about this, he was treated like a slave all his childhood he wouldn't do that to someone else.

"I know Love, and you won't, if McGonagall truly doesn't want this then she will have all the power to say no. This potion can't force her to do anything, it simply... makes her more open-minded."

"Can't we just ask her for help? Surely I don't need to betray you to do this." Harry said and Narcissa smiled as she stood and walked over to Harry kneeling between his legs and taking his hands in hers.

"You won't betray me, just as I will never betray you. Harry, you are famous but that means that you will have enemies. And I know that once a woman has a taste of you, of your love she will do anything for you just like I would. Not because you force them, but because you care about them and they will care and love you. And besides, McGonagall trust Dumbledore too much, he had your key which he had no right to have. It belongs to you." She said reaching around to grab the vault key and present it to Harry.

Harry looked at the key for a moment then to Narcissa's face. He took the key from her hand and spun it between his fingers examing it. Harry then held it back out for Narcissa as she looked between him and the key.

"I trust you Narcissa, just don't hide anything from me again. And for McGonagall, I don't know, I think she is kind but..." Narcissa smiled as she took the key and placed it on the table. She then went to the cupboard where the potion vials were and produced a ring.

"I know, that is why I made this. It's an enchanted ring that makes a glamour it will make whoever is wearing it look younger, watch." Narcissa said placing the ring on her finger and her form shimmered for a moment. Then instead of the gorgeous milf goddess he had fallen in love with, in her place was a young woman maybe in her early twenties.

Young Narcissa smiled prettily at Harry and despite himself, his cock began to Harden. He thought that Narcissa was beautiful always but seeing her look like this was a tad bit exciting.

"When McGonagall is wearing this she will look younger, not as young as this obviously but younger still. But it is your choice, if you don't feel comfortable I will destroy the potions and find another way. But come on Harry... don't tell me it's not at least a little exciting?" Narcissa said teasingly.

"I know you find some girls quite fetching already. It doesn't upset me, it's lovely, exciting. I find the idea of you showing other girls or women just how incredible you are so... alluring." Narcissa said as she slipped into Harry's lap her round bum pressing into his rapidly growing erection.

"I can see it now, the Witches you'll bring around and I'll have to show them how to properly please you. Show them how to be proper sluts... and they will know that I am your favorite." Narcissa whispered with a sultry tone as she ground her bubbly ass against Harry's almost painful erection.

"I-I don't want to hurt you, or anyone," Harry said and Narcissa responded by grabbing his hands and placing them on her illusioned breast. His hands began to grope and knead her soft yet firm breast out of instinct as Narcissa gasped.

"I know, and you won't. I promise you'll change McGonagall's life for the better. Every woman you're with I promise they will love you and love what you give them." Narcissa said as she pulled her thin robe up revealing that she was wearing what Harry could only describe as a black shoelace. Harry was having a hard time trying to stay noble as Narcissa teased him. But he did trust her especially since they had cleared the air.

So his battle to stay an upstanding lover that desired no other was faltering. And it was all Narcissa's fault, sure he thought other girls were cute, like Daphne and Padma, even Hermione. But he never considered them seriously as he would always just flood his mind with Narcissa and her love. But now with what she was saying he couldn't help but think about it.

The image of Padma underneath him as Narcissa lay beside her whispering encouragement into the girl's ear. The image of Hermine on her knees while Narcissa pushed her head down to show how to please him. The image of Daphne being exposed by Narcissa for his viewing pleasure.

Harry groaned as he took one hand away from her breast and went to her hand. The one that had the glamour ring on and he slipped it off. The young illusion of Narcissa shimmered away as her hips and bum got bigger slightly and her form became slightly taller. Narcissa looked back with fluttering eyes and saw a fire in Harry's staring back at her.

"I love you, the real you. Are you sure..." Harry said holding Narcissa tightly as his hips bucked against her begging for action.

"I'm sure my love... no matter what, or who we invite into our bed," Narcissa assured stressing the 'we' in her statement to show that it would always be the both of them that decided not just her. With that, the last of Harry's noble struggle fell away as he growled.

"On the table." He ordered finding his dominant spirit that made Narcissa positively drip as she obeyed laying down on the table her robe open to expose her bare breast. The shoelace thong was just as thin in the front as it dug into her pussy lips and she spread her legs showing just how thin it was.

Harry then quickly shed his clothes and crawled over her the tip of his hot cock ticking her skin as he did. He got to her face and kissed her soundly and responded with enthusiasm. When he pulled back Narcissa noticed he had grabbed the vial.

"This makes you excited and tell the truth right?" Harry asked and Narcissa just nodded.

"I want to make sure, take it." He said holding it out and without hesitation, she took the vial and downed the potion letting it clatter to the floor as the effect took hold. Her arousal suddenly skyrocketed and a heat built in her core as she moaned and her pale face flushed.

"You can't lie now right?" Harry asked.

"I can, but it will make me feel repulsive like I need to throw up and be sick," Narcissa explained the effect of telling the truth making a pleasurable tingle go down her spine.

"Will you get jealous if I do your plan and have sex with McGonagall?"

"No! It will be so sexy! I want to see you dominate her and show her that you're a man in a boy's body. Make her drool at the thought of you." Narcissa answered and another jolt of pleasure.

"What about other women or girls?"

"Take them all, let them know that I am loved by the greatest Wizard and lover ever. My best friend Cordelia has even told me she wants you, I want to see you fuck her like the whore she would be for you." More pleasure.

"Do you love me?" It was a dumb question but Harry just wanted to hear it. A sudden crazed lustful look came over her as the pleasure kept building but with no sigh of release as she suddenly pushed Harry down so she was hovering over him her dripping snacht leaking over his throbbing cock head.

"Yes! Oh, Merlin and Morganna yes! I love you! If I could, I would marry you right now! I would let the whole world know that I belong to Harry Potter. I wish I could go back in time and find you when you were with your relatives and steal you away. I would let you have me whenever you wanted. I love you with everything I have and everything I am!" Narcissa all but screamed as if she did want the world to know how she felt and she pulled her string thing to the side and engulfed Harry's cock in her warm, wet, spasming tunnel.

Both lovers gasped as Narcissa's pleasure kept going up and up as she began to bounce on him. Her adult sinful milf body brings nothing but pleasure to the boy under her, both physically and visually. Harry moaned as Narcissa rode him with such passion his hands gripped her thighs tightly as the table beneath them creaked from her efforts.

"We... can't get... m-married... but will... will you be m-my girlfriend?" Harry asked, again it was a silly question as they had already done so much but it was an exciting question to ask. Narcissa laughed as she suddenly plunged down engulfing his cock fully and began to gyrate her hips.

"Yes, Baby! Mummy will be your girlfriend. I would love for you to be my boyfriend." Narcissa said as she started bouncing again her wet cunt making such sinful wet sounds as her bum and pelvis and pussy all but covered Harry's lower region every time she fell back down. Her body shook and jiggled with every motion she made, she was fit but there were still parts of her that had a delightful softness to her. Especially her wide bouncing breast.

It wasn't much longer until Harry began to feel his orgasm start to build and he moaned out. Narcissa was far past her limit but due to the nature of the potion she would cum only when Harry fired his semen either into her or onto her body.

"Cissa I'm going to cum!" Harry yelled out the pressure building and traveling up his shaft.

"Cum Baby, fill your Girlfriends pussy with your hot cum! Fill me up!" Narcissa panted as she doubled her efforts and suddenly slammed down all the way her pussy contracting around Harry's cock tightly as it throbbed within her depths and unleashed the first jet of cum.

"Oh! Yes! Fuck! Fuck!" Narcissa moaned out as her body shook and her pussy convulsed as her orgasm finally ran through her as Harry fired his thick magical semen into her depths. While their bodies were still riding high Narcissa bent down to kiss Harry her body arched to allow her to reach while keeping his cock as deep in her as possible as it continued to pump her full of cum.

They only separated from their kiss after both came down from their orgasm panting with a light sheen of sweat on their bodies. Narcissa knew the potion wasn't affecting her anymore, at least not the Aphrodisiac part. She was still under the effect of the truth portion of the potion. And yet the fire of passion still blazed as strong as it did when she took the potion.

The older woman sat there with her young lover's cock inside her still, his powerful semen feeling molten hot inside of her womb. Yet their eyes remained locked, lavender to emerald as nothing but love and passion flowed from their gazes.

"Girlfriend huh?" Narcissa asked with a giggle and Harry did feel a bit silly for asking.

"Well I thought, it would be nice to be official you know... say it out loud," Harry said a flush in his cheeks as Narcissa brought her hand up. He hadn't even taken notice of the fact that the whole time Narcissa had her collar on.

"I should change this then," Narcissa said brushing her thumb over the silver heart, and as she did the words changed. From 'Harry's Slut' to 'Harry's Slutty Girlfriend'. "So, are you okay with going for McGonagall, I know she's much older, older than me even. But trust me after a few loads of your cum and she'll look like a new woman." Narcissa continued and Harry thought about it for a moment before smiling and pulling Narcissa down for another kiss.

"I trust you Cissa, if you think this is the best plan, then I will do it. But if she doesn't want to,"

"Of course, we don't force ourselves on anyone Baby. I swear it." Narcissa said and leaned over him with a smirk.

"But now I'm excited, I know from how you talk about them that you fancy the Patil and Greengrass girls. Who else has caught your eye?" Narcissa smirked and Harry felt a touch embarrassed. Narcissa saw this and laughed as she suddenly spun around. Never taking his cock out of her she now faced the other direction giving Harry full view of her arse and she looked back with those lustful lavender eyes.

"We can talk about it later," Narcissa whispered and began to bound up and down on Harry's length again. Only this time she put a bit of extra effort to make sure her rear bounced a little extra jiggly for his viewing pleasure. Harry growled possessively as he gripped Narcissas's big cheeks roughly causing her to moan as his small yet strong hands kneaded her flesh surprisingly Harry pulled a hand back and spanked her.

Narcissa nearly creamed herself right then, she had already squirted over Harry making a mess on his crotch and table but if he kept that up she would be helpless against him as she bounced more vigorously.

The two lovers had come together in more ways than just physical. And going forward they would be all the stronger for it.