Chapter 9 - Greengrass
House Greengrass, Somewhere in the UK
Emma Greengrass sat in a chair, looking at the lake outside of her family's manor. As usual, her thoughts were with Gideon Delacour, the man she could not resist. Her son, Jacob, walks out and leers at her. Since her photo shoot for Gideon, Jacob has been uncomfortably obsessed with her body. Emma gasps as Jacob grab her arms and pushes her roughly against the wall. Emma's loud, throaty moans as Jacob proceeded to fuck her, his lips hungrily claiming hers, could have woken up the whole house if anyone was there.
If she was honest, Emma would have confessed her love for Jacob much sooner, but she didn't.
So, after Jacob raped her, Emma kept it a secret for the next two days. Then she confronted him about it. Jacob once again overpowered her, though, and dragged her into the bathroom and fucked her silly in the shower.
Fortunately, Emma was on an anti-pregnancy spell. So, when Jacob left her in a crumpled heap at the bottom of her own shower, his cum running out from between her legs, she knew it was safe.
But now she was terrified of her own son. Jacob was strong, and clearly wouldn't hesitate to rape her. But, yet again, Emma secretly loved it. After all, Jacob was her son! And so, she found herself dressing sexier, and sexier, until she was barely wearing anything, just teasing her body to Jacob. Until one day, she just sat in his lap and kissed him. Then the kissing turned into sex, and then Jacob lay on top of her and kissed her for a very long time.
But she loves her baby boy.
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Jacob grins as he watches his bombshell mother sleep. He pulls the vials of love and lust potion from his pocket and pours another dose of both in her mouth, then he starts molesting her tits.
Chapter 10 - Badger and Snake
Notes:
The last chapter is honestly unrelated to the story, I just wanted to include some fun for Emma while Gideon moons over her from his room. Will Emma/Jacob ever really become anything? No, probably not. It's more of a one shot than anything, but it is technically part of the book, and will be referenced in the future. And a series of one shots featuring Jacob Greengrass will be released September 10th.
I wake up in my big bed, and groan as I sit up and shake the exhaustion from my eyes. On the nightstand is Emma and Narcissa's most recent photos, and Emma's has a strange white substance all over it now, no clue what that is (wink, wink).
I get dressed and as I'm headed down to Gryffindor Common Room, I bump into Susan. She smiles widely at me.
"Hi! Me and a couple friends are going swimming in the Black Lake, if you want to come." Susan grins.
"Mid-October?" I check. She laughs.
"Yeah. You coming?" she says, extending her hand. I take it and we walk down towards the lake, hand in hand. We walk briskly, and don't really talk until we get to a pier, where a couple of Hufflepuff girls are lounging in bikinis, heating charms lingering in the air. They all giggle when they see you, and I grin as Susan pulls off her baggy sweater to reveal a tight bikini top, that on someone like Hermione wouldn't be revealing at all, but considering her impressive bust, the fabric was strained.
Then go her sweatpants, showing off her long legs and matching bikini bottoms. One of the Hufflepuff girls, a tan girl with dark blond hair, shoots a heating charm into the water, and then cannonballs in. Susan whoops and jumps in after her. The other Hufflepuff girls follow suit, and I decide, what the hell, and pull off my shirt and pants, tap the band of my underwear with my wand, and they become swim trunks, and I jump in, too.
The surface of the water is cold, but the water beneath it is warm, like a hot tub. Beneath the chilled surface is a mass of creamy flesh that belongs to the Hufflepuff girls. They're using Bubble-Head charms and Susan casts mine for me, and then pulls herself close to my chest, and she nuzzles my shoulder with her head, and I hold her, drifting through the water, until another girl lays her hands on my back, and suddenly, I have Susan in my arms, and another girl straddling my shoulders, and soon, I'm surrounded by warm bodies, all pressed against me, and then Susan and I kiss.
I stagger out of the water. The dark blond Hufflepuff girl is still on my shoulders. Susan stumbles out of the water beside me, and the girl jumps off my shoulders, and kisses me hastily.
"F you!" Susan calls after her as the girl dives back into the warm water. Susan is shivering in the October air, and the heating charms in the air have worn off. I cast more, and then Susan sits between my legs, facing me, and we kiss for a while, until Susan lays on her back, and I flip on top of her, and she gasps as my chest compresses against her heaving tits. I soothe her as her hands find the back of my head and push my lips against her eager ones. Her long leg curves around my waist, and I grunt as she brushes my hard cock with it, and Susan coos into my ear, whispering reassurances.
I almost cum there, hearing her husky whispers, promising me so much satisfaction and delight. But I hold it in, as Susan's soft hands trail down my back, and her nails softly dig into me. We kiss some more, as I actively battle to not explode all over her. She makes it worthwhile, though. Susan is so naturally sexy that her very voice makes me wild. That and her body in a bikini, obviously. I grip her hands, and she smiles knowingly.
"I bet you're just bursting, right?" Susan groans into my ear. I nod, and she smiles, which I know because I feel the curve of her lips against my neck. Susan slides her hand into my trunks, and my cock twitches like crazy as soon as Susan's soft hand wraps around it. My hips buck against hers, and she flips it around, so she's straddling my waist, and she slowly pulls out my cock, and places her perfect lips over its head, and I groan as I cum.
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An hour later, Susan's curled up in my lap in the library. I'm still in shock, actually. Not only did she swallow EVERY drop, but the wild, sexy thing she just was is gone, and now she's a sweet girl with the boyfriend every girl in the library wants. Fortunately for me, Hermione was off promoting SPEW, and wasn't here. Not that it mattered, as I'd told her that I was gunning for Susan to be my Lady Hufflepuff, and after today, I desperately craved her.
"Look, you wrinkly old hag! I need access to one book in the Restricted Section, and you can't make an exception?" a voice yells. Susan stirs in my lap, and I watch intently. I see a teenaged version of Emma storm away from the reception desk, and I mumble something to Susan before running after this girl. I reach her just as she leaves the library.
"Hey. I can get you into the Restricted Section." I say, and the girl stops walking. She turns, looking serious.
"If you're joking, I'll kill you." she promises.
"I'm not. I'd just like two things, both very simple. One, your name, two, how about we get drinks next time we go to Hogsmeade?" I shrug. The girl stares at me, before grinning.
"Hell, I'm always down for drinks, especially with hot guys. Now get me in the Restricted Section. And it's Daphne. Daphne Greengrass." she smiles prettily, before I walk back to Madam Pierce's desk, and ring the bell.
"I'd like my good friend, Daphne Greengrass to be able to pick a book of her choice from the Restricted Section." I say, and hold up my ring. She squints at it, and her expression sours.
"Fine. But watch her closely." she growls, and hands me the key. I glance at Daphne's shapely body, and grin sideways at Madam Pierce.
"Won't be a problem." I assure her, and motion to Daphne. The Slytherin joins me at the entrance as I smoothly unlock the door, and follow her inside.
"You don't have to follow me." Daphne says as she runs her finger along bookshelves.
"The librarian bitch said I did." I shrug, and Daphne shoots me a glittering smile. She stops at a bookshelf and hovers her hand over a variety of books, then pulls a slim volume from the shelf. I catch a glimpse of the title, "Genetic Curses", before she shoves it under her shirt. I sigh, and we walk back to the exit, where the door is closed and locked. I can vaguely hear Madam Pierce cackling. Damn. I left the key in the door.
"She locked us in." I sigh, and Daphne groans. We sit together on the floor, and after a couple of minutes, Daphne pulls up her shirt, and hands me the volume she chose. "Genetic Curses: The Art of Undoing".
"Why?" I ask, looking up at Daphne. I set the book down in the small space between us, and Daphne sighs, and looks up at me warily.
"Nobody else knows this, but my little sister, Astoria... well, our ancestor was cursed, and she got it. She's very sick all the time, and I'm looking for a cure." Daphne sighs. I consider how to respond, then just lay my hand over hers. She looks at me, surprised.
"So." Daphne shakes her head slightly, but doesn't move her hand, "How'd you get us in here?"
"I showed her my ring." I say.
"Your ring?" Daphne echoes.
"I'm... Lord Hogwarts." I blurt out. Daphne stills.
"Seriously?" she says, and I look her right in the eyes.
"Seriously.".
"Wait, according to legend, doesn't Lord Hogwarts have four wives?" Daphne asks, grinning softly.
"Yeah, one from each house." I agree.
"So... you want me to be your Slytherin Queen." Daphne grins.
"In my experience here, you're the only Slytherin who's not a complete jerk." I say, nudging her with my shoulder.
"I know, it's a gift." Daphne beams.
"But if I did ask you to marry me, would you say yes?" I ask. Daphne smirks.
"To a guy, albeit a very handsome guy, I don't even know? I dunno. Is there a benefits package?" Daphne teases.
"I do have this huge room that only Lord Hogwarts and his four Ladies can enter." I grin, and Daphne smiles.
"So. That's a definite yes." she says, and kisses me deeply.
"And I'm guessing that busty Hufflepuff is your Lady Hufflepuff?" Daphne shrugs.
"Once I ask her." I say. Daphne laughs and kisses me again. I reach into my pocket and pull out a silver ring with emeralds and the Slytherin crest in it. I slide it on her finger, and the jewels glow. Did the rubies on Hermione's ring glow? It was daylight, and I couldn't be sure, nor was I watching.
I then realized that I had sexy pictures of Daphne's MOM on my desk, so I had to clean up before I invited Daphne in.
"In 24 hours, you'll be able to enter my Lord's Chamber." I say, and Daphne kisses my neck.
"Good. I can sleep with you, right?" Daphne checks.
"Yes, in both senses." I nod, and Daphne laughs.
"In that case..." Daphne purrs. She reaches for my shirt, but then a voice calls out.
"In here!" I say, and Daphne stifles a laugh as Susan draws near, and opens the door. She looks at me, hurt, as Daphne comes out, and I realize like an idiot that Daphne is wearing lipstick. Daphne tosses her hair and kisses me right in front of Susan. I growl, and Daphne sashays off. Susan looks at me, and I can tell she hates me.
"Susan. I can explain." I say, and grab her hand. She looks at me coldly.
"Two minutes." she says stormily.
"Ok, so I'm the prophecized Lord Hogwarts, and have to have four wives by Christmas, one from each house, and the spell only works if I love them truly. So, I wanted you to be my Lady Hufflepuff. I only met Daphne today, but she's Lady Slytherin now. So, I didn't really think about your emotions not knowing about my four wives situation, but you do now, so...?" I trail off lamely. Susan nods.
"You're an idiot." she scoffs.
"Ask Dumbledore." I blurt out. She turns back slightly.
"Go ask him. If he says no, then yeah, I'm an idiot. If not, then, uh, would you marry me?" I grin. Susan does walk away, but she turns in the direction of Dumbledore's office, and I hurry up to my room to hide the pictures of Emma, Kaylee, and Narcissa. When I get to my room, Napoleon evidently dropped off letters from Kaylee and Emma, and surprisingly, Abigail. I laugh at that one, and stuff the pictures in a bag, and then rip open the letters.
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Dear Gideon,
Hey, this is Kaylee. I know you're probably not expecting a letter, but I'm confused. James and I are perfect together, and he calls me the love of his life. Yet, I caught him today cheating on me with some random Muggle. I don't care so much if it's sanctioned, but it was just a random hook-up. If he needed release, doesn't he know he can come to me? Anyway, sorry for all this relationship drama, but I did include a nice picture of me from while James and the Muggle were off shagging.
Love,
Kaylee
———
My lord.
Hi, baby. This is Emma, obviously. I can't wait for our special day together next weekend. I'm super excited, and whenever I think of you, I can't help but get a little wet. So, I gave you a sexy picture of me to keep you warm. Unless there's another body in your bed.
Love,
your forever devoted servant, Emma.
———
Lord Delacour,
Since the Quidditch Cup, our business has been basically destroyed by Lily Evans' crack squad of lawyers. So, me and a couple of the girls are out in the cold Bulgarian air. We could really use a lift. You'd be handsomely rewarded. I do have Selena with me, as well as the girl you watched on your second visit, named Vega. There's another Veela waitress named Phoebe with us, as well. We all need you. We're happy to become your possessions.
Love,
Abigail
Chapter 11 - Party
I look at the pictures Emma and Kaylee sent, and gawk at Emma's basically nude body, and Kaylee is lounging on her bed, a slight curve to her stomach, and her tits look a little fuller than the last time I saw her. Then I add the pictures to the stash of letters, envelopes, and other pictures, and stash them in a small crack on the wall, and seal it with Reparo.
Then I grab a quill and scrawl out a message to Mom to go and collect Abigail, Selena, Vega, and Phoebe. I also asked her to verify they register as legally belonging to House Delacour. Then I sent off Napoleon, and walked back into the hallway. I headed towards the Hufflepuff common room, but encounter Susan halfway there. Her eyes blazing, she walks up briskly and pushes up against me, and we kiss. It's a heated kiss, and she grinds against me as we lean into each other's bodies, and her soft gasps during the kiss are so hot, but I force myself to pull back.
"So is that a yes?" I ask playfully, and pull out the Hufflepuff ring. Susan holds out her hand, and I slide it on her finger, and she pulls my mouth against hers. I notice that she's out on lipstick, so her hungry lips mark me like Daphne's did. Susan pushes me back a step, and then sends me a flirty wink, before walking off. I blink a few times. Then I go to see Professor Septima Vector.
Septima is on the desk, reading a magazine that she quickly shoved into a box as I approach. She smiles prettily at me.
"Hey, I was thinking that you'd be the best teacher to ask if I wanted to throw a party, right?" I say, and Septima beams.
"Damn straight." she purrs. I feel a stirring in my cock at Septima's body and mannerisms, but push past it.
"What kind of party?" she asks, biting her lip as she grabs a quill and some parchment.
"Um, I dunno. Everybody fourth year and up is invited. We can have it in the Great Hall. I want there to be no dress code and no rules." I affirm. Septima grins.
"I do love a dominant man." she sighs, and I think I blush as Septima looks up at me.
"You are Lord Hogwarts, right? That's the only way this'll get approved." Septima warns. I nod, and show her my ring. She slips her smaller hand into mine, and holds my hand for a while, her pretty eyes gazing at me.
"Oh, and I want you, Professor Evans, and Professor Sinistra to be there." I grin. Septima smirks.
"Aurora's too busy to come to a party. But I'll definitely be there, if we can dance together." Septima checks, and I nod.
"Tonight, OK?" I say, and Septima nods.
"See you!" she laughs as I leave. I grumble and readjust my pants, as she's left my cock rock hard. Grumbling, I walk down the hallway. An hour later, in the Great Hall at dinner, there's an announcement.
"Tonight from 8:00 to 12:00, there's going to be a no-dress code, no rules, no chaperone party in the Great Hall for fourth years and above only, by order of our wonderful Lord Hogwarts, Gideon Delacour." Dumbledore announces. Everyone cheers, and Septima shoots me a smile from the head table. I grin into my plate, as Kenzie nudges my shoulder. I look at her. She's recovered from her sickness well, her red hair shining. She does know about me being Lord Hogwarts, and is trying to understand that she's not my only lover anymore, but seems content to stay with me, fortunately. I kiss her smirk away, and Harry pointedly looks at Ron to talk about Quidditch.
Hermione on my other side, is reluctant to go to the party.
"I don't know, Gideon." Hermione groans.
"It'll be fun, I promise." I say, grabbing her hands. The Gryffindor ring shines on her finger. She blushes when I look pointedly at it, and I kiss her gently, holding her in my arms, and that's how Hermione likes it, slow and sweet. When I break the kiss, Hermione's pale face is flushed, but she smiles at me, and continues eating.
"And in other news, the other schools for the Triwizard Tournament are coming on October 30th, which is fast approaching." Dumbledore says. I nod, and Hermione smiles at me.
"I'm excited to meet your sister." she says quietly.
"I think she'll be excited to see I have four wives." I murmur, and Hermione grins.
"Three." she says.
"Four. I'm going to get Cho tonight." I whisper into Hermione's ear. I laugh at Hermione's expression and turn back to Kenzie to talk about the party. As the houses are dismissed, I run to catch up with Daphne. I nudge the Slytherin's shoulder, and she kisses me fiercely as we walk.
"I disarmed the 24 hour time limit, feel like moving in?" I grin, and Daphne nods eagerly, and kisses me one more time before I start pushing towards Susan and extend the same offer, and she nods as well. Then I fall back to Hermione.
"Wanna move in?" I say, and she sighs.
"I don't know. What will the teachers think?" Hermione moans. I wrap an arm around her shoulders.
"I don't give a damn." I whisper, and she smiles gratefully.
"Then give me a minute to grab my stuff." she whispers, and melts into the crowd. I end up beside Harry.
"I think that not including Kenzie in your harem is a bad idea." Harry says bluntly.
"First of all, it's not a harem. And second of all, our contract says we're getting married at seventeen. And we're currently dating. And I had to pick a girl from each house, and Dumbledore pointed out I'm already engaged to Kenzie, so why not pick somebody else for Gryffindor?" I defend. Harry sighs.
"Just make sure you don't forget her." Harry says, and he turns toward Gryffindor Tower while I walk to the secret entrance, and sit outside the painting for a while, until Daphne and Susan show up. Hermione shows up much later. I then teach them all the password, and we all go inside. Hermione gasps, and Daphne laughs.
"This is more like it!" she yells and flops onto the bed. Susan looks in awe at the decor, and Hermione does the same. I then notice three dressers have appeared against a previously blank wall, each with a crest for a Hogwarts house. The three girls each started unpacking stuff into their own dresser, and I poke my head out my window. It has a pretty good view of the Hogwarts grounds, and so I watch people mill about. As the day starts fading, Daphne ducks into the bathroom to change.
I turn to see Susan and Hermione playing wizard chess on the table. Then Daphne struts out, and poses, one of her thick hips on prominent display. I grin at Daphne's outfit. She's wearing a very tight green tank top that has a plunging neckline, showing off her nice tits, and then has on tight black leather pants, and boots with heels. She notices me gawking, and laughs, and comes to sit in my lap. I gladly accept her, and she leans back as I start kissing her neck, and soon, Daphne's moans fill the quiet room as Susan goes to change. Susan walks out a few minutes later, looking incredible. Her red blond hair is pulled up, except for a few rogue locks, which end up looking great, and her massive bust is restrained by a warm yellow shirt that hugs her figure nicely, and she's wearing skinny jeans that hug her legs nicely.
"Spot's full." Daphne moans as Susan approaches. Grinning darkly, Susan starts kissing Daphne, and the Slytherin girl gasps, and seems to kiss back, and I keep kissing Daphne's neck, and I watch as Susan makes Daphne purr and moan in pleasure. Susan pulls back, and Daphne quickly moves out of the way, gasping. Susan delicately sits in my lap, and pushes her tits against my chest, and leans her head on my shoulder, my arms encircling her. Hermione comes out of the bathroom quickly in a red shirt and jeans. She wasn't very well endowed, but she was beautiful and a very good person, and so I loved her anyways.
"It's already seven fifty." Hermione notes. I nod, and Susan stands. I look down at my own outfit, dark jeans and a black T-shirt. The four of us walk downstairs and I gape at the transformed Great Hall. Flashing lights and rock music blares, and people are screaming and cheering. Hermione looks anxious, but Daphne seems to come alive with joy, and Susan falls between them. I push through the crowds, Hermione's hand in mine. We break through to a clearing, and Hermione stumbles, her body pressing fully against mine. She blushes, but then I kiss her.
The music and screaming seems to fade away, and my only thoughts are about Hermione (and of cake, because damn it I was starving). She kisses me softly, and I don't demand much more, and the kiss goes on for a while, until Kenzie comes up, laughing. The Potter heiress kisses me fiercely.
"Professor Vector's got a VIP spot for all your ladies, and me and Harry." Kenzie grins, and leads me and Hermione through the crowd. A section of the room is sealed off, and a burly wizard stands guard as I show him my ring and he nods, letting us through. Inside, Harry is trying to chat up Daphne, who's clearly loving the attention, but probably has zero interest. Harry's scoff was enough proof of that. I sit in a loveseat beside Susan, and she turns to smile at me.
"Have you seen Cho Chang?" I say.
"No. But I did hear that she's in a kissing contest." Susan smiles, and I'm off, diving back into the crowds, and quickly, Lily Evans joins me, and she pushes closer to me.
"Whatcha looking for?" she says, her lips nearly pressed to my ear.
"Cho Chang." I say, and Lily nods, and a partygoer accidentally knocks into her, and she crashes against me, her arms wrapping around my neck to steady her. My hands find her curvy hips, and we stare at each other for a while. Then I lean in and kiss her. As I'm kissing my girlfriend's mother, my hands roam her MILF body, and Lily obviously loves it, and we kiss for quite a while, until I'm sure I missed whatever kissing contest Cho was in, but with Lily Evans' lips on mine, I couldn't care less.
Soon, she pulls back and points at a crowd of people sitting at the only house table still left down. I nod and thank her, and she blushes as I weave towards the table, and I do see Cho Chang. She's wearing a pale blue dress that shows off her hourglass figure and nice assets. Her ass is pretty small, but her pretty face, with its Asian features, is enchanting. I sit beside a guy who's similarly enchanted by Cho, and a grinning sixth year boy points at me.
"You're lucky number 12." he says, his voice slurred. I notice the numerous bottles of whiskey, and grin. He holds up a plastic square with two dice inside it. He tosses the square up in the air, and it comes up 12. Cho tosses her glossy black hair, and leans in to kiss me. Her lips are soft, and taste like whiskey. Cho then scoots off the table and sits in my lap. I stroke her back, which is bare, and she starts gasping.
"Game's over." Cho announces, and 11 guys stomp off. Cho turns to face me.
"You're here to propose?" Cho smiles, a little drunkenly.
"How'd you know?" I ask, pulling out the Ravenclaw ring. Cho slides it on, and shrugs.
"You're announced to be Lord Hogwarts, and start hanging around girls from the other three houses. Simple logic." Cho says, and kisses me again.
"Fair enough." I say. The party wears on. Everyone but Hermione gets drunk, and even she gets a little buzz from Daphne nearly forcing her to drink a shot glass of whiskey. Cho meshes well with my other three Ladies of Hogwarts. By the end of the night, Daphne's in my lap looking pretty, Cho's leaning against one side of me, and Kenzie is on the other. Kenzie's tank top is falling off her shoulder, showing her lacy scarlet bra. Septima walks up.
"Hi, Professor Vector!" Hermione says, but Septima barely acknowledges her, and her drunk, lusty eyes find mine, and Daphne stand, winking knowingly. Three minutes later, Septima and I are angstily having sex in a broom cupboard. Septima is obviously very drunk, but I'm not much different. She's a good deal shorter than me, and so her bare legs are wrapped around my bare waist as I plow into her, her screams thankfully muffled by a handy charm Mom taught me over the summer, Muffliato. Septima's screams are so hot. Her back is pressed against the wall, my hands probing her D cup tits, and her hips keep bucking as my cock pounds into her surprisingly tight pussy.
Soon, I explode cum inside her, and she orgasms on my cock, and we both slide to the ground, me laying on top of her, her slim, beautiful body pinned under me as we kiss each other to sleep.
Chapter 12 - Emma
"Holy hell, Gideon." a voice says. I groggily open my eyes, and see Kenzie standing there, wide mouthed. I quickly realize that I'm naked and balls deep inside my teacher, who's similarly naked, and laying under me. I close the door, and stand. Septima's hands grab mine as I stand, and she moans.
"Baby..." she groans, and I kneel and kiss her deeply. Her body arches up to greet my hands, but I do eventually get dressed, and when I climb out, I lock the door so she can get out but nobody can get in. I do have Septima's bra shoved into my waistline, and covered by my shirt. Kenzie looks at me incredulously.
"Shut up, Potter." I grunt, and Kenzie laughs.
"Hungover?" she teases. I growl, and she kisses me, still laughing.
"Ok, ok. Hermione has a spell that cures that." Kenzie says, and I nod. We walk hand in hand to Hermione, who fixes my pounding head. Other students look similarly devastated, and people are paying her a Galleon to clear their hangovers. She has a fairly hefty stack of Galleons, and she's barely a quarter of the way done. I flip her two Sickles, and grin as I sit beside her. The other teachers have all assembled, minus Septima, obviously.
Hermione's spells become a hot commodity over the next week. I have a party scheduled pretty much every night at this point, and I'm also using the parties to rake in money for Hermione, who being Muggle-born, isn't very rich, wizardly speaking. Septima and I don't sleep together again, but we do kiss and dance, and she does love teasing Harry, and Cho moved in to the Chamber, and the bed is full of warm bodies now. I get a report from Mom that the four Veela women are now official Delacour property, and are living with her and helping prepare for the baby son we're going to be having.
Next thing I know, I'm standing I Hogsmeade, in the snow, waiting for Emma Greengrass. Daphne and the other girls are still at Hogwarts, as I slipped over here using the Honeydukes passage Harry told me about. I think Harry's here somewhere, but I'm in the rougher areas near the Shrieking Shack. Emma walks up, beaming. (Currently, Emma has thrown off the potions Jacob poisoned her with, and now Emma's kicked Jacob out on his ass)
"Hi, master." Emma purrs, and I pull her into a kiss. I can feel her curvy body through her winter gear.
"Tell me we're not doing it here..." Emma purrs, and I laugh, and we hold hands as we walk back down to the village. I go up to a pre-paid room, and we take off our winter gear once the door is locked. I turn to see Emma grinning in a lacy black bra and booty shorts.
I pull off my shirt and she pushes herself against me, and we kiss deeply, and she pushes me onto the bed, and straddles me as we kiss. I grip her thick and sweet hips, and Emma groans against my mouth as I squeeze her hips and knead her big ass. Her hands hold onto my face, and soon, she guides my hands to her bra strap, and scoots up onto a pillow as I toss her E cup bra over onto the pile of my clothes, and wink at Emma. I gape at her perfect breasts, and she beckons me closer.
She guides me into suckling her nipples and I do so, surprised when I taste milk squirt out. I look up at her sharply, but she just rubs my head.
"It's a lactation spell, baby." she purrs, and I start sucking much harder, groaning and biting her nipples, which causes milk to spray into my mouth. I've had milk before, but something about the taste of Emma's milk makes me feel very jealous of her children for being able to taste this. In fact, if Emma and I ever have a son, I'm going to make sure he's raised on Emma's milk until he decides to move away (though why would you with a mom like Emma?)
"Thinking about children?" Emma anticipates. I nod, her nipple still in my mouth, and she jumps a little in pleasure.
"I'm extra fertile, today, so fill me up." Emma whispers. I start eagerly unbuttoning my jeans as I pull out my cock and I slide down Emma's lingerie and line myself up while still sucking her nipples. Her hand is on my head, pushing me further into her tits, as I slam inside her. She screams loudly, and I pull back from her to grab my wand and cast Muffliato on the room before continuing with powerful, erratic thrusts, as I bite and suck her nipples. Emma is obviously bursting, and her hips arch and slump as she orgasms all over my powerful cock, but I keep slamming into her. Emma screams in delight as she strokes my head and back.
Everything about Emma screams fertility and maternity that the animalistic Veela inside me roars, and produces twice the cum load as I explode inside of Emma. She gasps and moans as it settles inside of her.
"Sorry, master. I can't go for hours like I could in my prime." Emma pants, and I nod understandingly. I pull her naked body closer and I cradle her in my arms, and we kiss for a very long while. Until soon, the feeling of her big, pillowy tits makes the Veela in me feel drowsy and secure, so I drift off, with Emma stroking my head and calling me her master. I wake in Emma's arms. She's cradling me, and her big, thick, child-bearing hips make the Veela in me feel so safe and secure it's hard to stay awake as Emma soothes and strokes down my hard, muscular body. Her hands are slow and soft, and I do notice a pool of cum on her stomach that's mine, and I also notice there's some on her face. She notices me looking and beams.
"I was stroking your big cock, and it exploded. I guess you do really like me, huh?" Emma laughs, and kisses me. Thankfully, I don't taste my own cum, instead, I taste Emma's sweet nectar, which she evidently wears like lipstick.
"Yes. And the Veela in me knows that you're pregnant. With a boy." I grin. That was one of the cool things about being a Veela. I could track my sperm, kinda, and I could tell it had fertilized an egg inside of Emma. She gasps happily, and we kiss again.
"And one very important thing, that baby needs a steady diet of your milk." I say, and Emma nods.
"You're going to be his future wife, by the way." I grin, and Emma looks nervous.
"I'll be very aged by then." she says, looking down. I pull from my pocket a flask.
"Susan Bones, my fiancée, is very adept at Potions, and as such, she whipped up some Ageless Potions, for you, among others. You'll become eternal wives and mothers to your descendants." I say, and Emma eagerly gulps down the Potion, and she gasps.
"I feel so strong." she coos, and kisses me lovingly.
"Thank you! Now, I have a problem. My son, Jacob, tried to rape me." Emma says quietly. I growl.
"Where is he?" I say.
"Exiled." Emma says. I nod.
"Good.".
———
NON-CANON ONESHOT AHEAD
16 Years Later...
15 year old Jacen Greengrass, wakes up in his mother's arms. She was an incredible woman, and always fed him lots of her breast milk, which was spectacular. From Hogwarts, he'd learned that was abnormal, but then again, his father was the Lord of that place, and wedded to several women. For example, Jacen's own half-sisters, Daphne and Astoria, were both happily married to Gideon Delacour.
Jacen felt his mother stir, and starts eagerly kissing her. His father lived at his manor in France, with his wife, McKenzie Delacour, along with his mother and sisters, and between those four women, there were numerous children running around. Jacen's mother, Emma Greengrass, wakes up, smiling.
"Hey, baby." she says, and kisses her son back passionately. After Gideon left Hogwarts, he'd named Jacen the Lord Greengrass, and Emma was Jacen's wife, and had been since Jacen was born. The two were very intimate, and Gideon had actually put a contraception charm on Emma that would only be undone when Jacen turned sixteen, which was smart, because otherwise Emma and Jacen would have a dozen kids.
Chapter 13 - Centaur
Notes:
From now on, whenever Gideon impregnates a woman, we're going to flash forward and see a short scene between the child(ren) and the mother. While these scenes are close to what will happen, things might change, so for now, they are non-canon to the story.
I wake up groaning. Today was October 30th, the day when Fleur and Elena get here. I am currently snuggled up with Susan. Her big tits are mashed against my chest, and my arm is thrown casually over her mostly bare hip, except for the small string of her lacy yellow panties. One of my shirts was on her top, but it looks more like a crop top, as it strains over her bust.
Susan starts to stir as I do, and the beautiful Hufflepuff blinks tiredly up at me. I lean down and kiss Susan's forehead. The girl moans and nuzzles her head against my chest.
"Don't wanna get up." she grumbles. I laugh, and Susan looks up at me suddenly.
"I need a shower. You down for that?" Susan smiles coyly. I kiss Susan.
"Definitely." I say eagerly, and Susan stumbles to her feet. She pulls my shirt off her head, leaving her in just her lacy yellow lingerie. Daphne's lacy bra hung on the same hook as my robe that goes over the uniform, which she usually leaves there before she goes jogging. Classes didn't start until much later today, and they ended short, too, due to prep for Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's arrivals.
Susan struts into the bathroom.
"Count to sixty, love!" she calls, and I eagerly strip down to my underwear, and at sixty, push open the bathroom door to see Susan's lingerie on the floor, and my underwear joins them as I step into the shower. I look down at Susan, who looks heavenly, with water streaming down her glorious breasts, the nipples of which are rock hard as she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me close to her, and we kiss, the water streaming down our eager faces as they meet in a heated kiss. Susan pushes me back a step.
"Honestly, Gideon? I want your child." Susan moans, and twists her legs so I can see her dripping pussy. I sigh with pleasure, then step forward and lift her body easily, and push her up against the wall, and my lips find her hard nipples, and start eagerly teasing them.
"Inside me! Now!" Susan begs. I oblige my Lady and slam inside her, accompanied by Susan's swearing and screaming. I grin against her pillowy tits as my hard, uneven thrusts drive her wild, her nails digging into my back, but I don't care. The satisfaction I feel with Susan's tight pussy squeezing around my cock is unrivaled, and by Susan's throaty gasps and pants, I can tell she's in a similar pleasure experience. Her hips shake and she explodes all over my sheathed cock.
I hear Susan whimper slightly as I keep pounding. Her nails are tighter in my back than ever as I go inside Susan deeper than ever, and Susan screams louder than ever and orgasms AGAIN, with much more volume and force, and I can't help but explode deep, deep inside Susan Bones. Both of us sink to the floor, wrapped in each other's arms as Susan tries to catch her breath.
"That... was... spectacular!" Susan gasps, her lips against my neck. I hold her by her nice hips as the water streams down on us, until eventually, Daphne pulls back the shower curtain and laughs.
"Having fun?" she says, and helps Susan, who's bone tired but in a pleasured state to dry off and lays her down in the bed. I can do it myself, but I wink and allow Daphne to dry me off, and I gasp as Daphne slides her soft hands down my cock, and she kisses its tip.
"Mmm. Tasty." she says throatily, and kisses me, and I taste Susan in her mouth as we kiss, before Daphne pushes me out and turns on the shower. I lay beside Susan and she cuddles up against me, and I kiss her big tits, and she shudders in pleasure, but soon falls asleep in my tight embrace.
Napoleon taps on the window, and I shake my head violently at him as Daphne comes out, her long blond hair a mess of wet tangles.
"I need to EAT! Whenever you're done breeding her, come join me." Daphne winks saucily, and then I stand to accept Napoleon's letter as Daphne leaves. It's from Mom.
———
Dear my lord and son,
Your newest acquisitions are settling in nicely. Phoebe, however, did leave to go live with her nephew. Abigail speaks of you often, and is a major help with our child on the way. Selena and Vega are less helpful, but still great fun to have around the house. Speaking of, how's it going living with four gorgeous women? And I know the Yule Ball's over Christmas holidays, but speaking from my father's experience, it's best to get to know the families of your women, and so, I'd go visit the Grangers, Bones, Greengrasses, and Changs. Then stop by here anytime!
Love,
your queen and mother
———
I smirk at Mom's sign off, and glance at Susan, and use my Veela powers to track my sperm, and discover that Susan's pregnant... with TWINS.
———
16 Years Later...
Susan wakes up, smiling. She yawns, and pulls off Gideon's shirt. It strained over her huge tits, which were much bigger than when she was in school. Since her twins, Will and Wren, had been born, Susan had retained lactating nipples and big, milk-swollen tits, a fact Will obviously loved. Unlike Emma, Susan wasn't quite so comfortable with an open relationship with her son, but they had been known to share the bed a couple times in some of Susan's lonelier evenings. Obviously, her husband, Gideon, has numerous women and children to look over, and a major school to run, as he was now headmaster. As was Fleur's running joke, he only used the position to sleep with sixth and seventh year girls.
There was a knock on the door, and Susan looked down at herself, in her tight lingerie. In case it was Will, Susan pulls on some tight blue jeans, and a very revealing V-neck violet blouse. Susan opens the door, to reveal her children standing there.
Will, her handsome boy, had her red-blond hair, and she knew from raising (and their occasional showers together), that his cock was very thick, and quite long, but Gideon did have his length beat, but the thickness of Will's cock was incredible. Susan honestly wanted Will inside her, but knew she had to resist. Beside Will stood Wren, who had Gideon's tangled silver hair, Susan's giant tits, and thick hips that Susan unfortunately did not have. Her hips had plenty of curve, but Wren's were way curvier than Susan's.
Will pulls Susan into his arms, and she sighs, allowing herself to relax in her son's arms. Wren pouted, and Will casually pulled her into the hug. Susan thought privately that Will was enjoying himself, with both her and her daughter's massive racks pressed to his chest.
———
Present Time:
Later that afternoon, I was sitting in the Great Hall, with Cho in my lap. Susan was still recovering, but she was thrilled to hear she was pregnant. Hermione was in the library, and Daphne was being tutored by Professor Vector, a concept I find terrified. Cho and I are kissing deeply, and we don't even notice Harry, Ron, and Hermione come up beside us. Finally, Ron clears his throat, and we both turn to look at the three.
"Hey, we're going to visit Hagrid. Wanna come?" Hermione blushes. Cho shrugs and kisses me softly, brushing her black hair from her eyes.
"Come find me in Vector's room." Cho whispers into my ear as she gets up and walks out. I stand and join the trio as we walk the steep path down to a small hut where the gamekeeper lives. Hagrid, a giantish sort of man, opens it, and invites us in. We all sit on stools, and I gape at the luscious women flying around, almost all carrying hourglass shapes and big assets, the only problem was they were fairies, and about as big as my hand. Ron looks similarly entranced, but Harry is too preoccupied with talking to really notice.
"Like the fairies?" Hagrid grins at Ron and I.
"Yeah, they're beautiful." Ron says. Several very pretty fairies land on my shoulder, and plant small, delicate kisses on my lips, though they barely cover a centimeter. Hagrid looks a little guilty.
"Ya can make 'em bigger, ya know." Hagrid says, and Hermione doesn't miss the implication. Several fairies tinker excitably, including the ones on my shoulder as Hagrid pulls out a small flask.
"I think Gideon's fine." Hermione says, pushing away the vial as Hagrid tries to hand it to me. I look darkly at Hermione, but she shoots me a dark look, and I turn away, but notice she's grinning at me. Ron tried to get some fairies to flutter close enough, but none will. He grumbles, and then the horns start. Hagrid's laughing face goes dead with fear, and he grabs a crossbow and throws open the door. I step outside, too, my Veela hair wand clutched at the ready.
"What is it, Hagrid?" Harry asks.
"That's the centaurs' call. It means one of their own's in trouble." Hagrid says and hurries off towards the Forbidden Forest. Harry rushes after him. Hermione and I set off after the two at the same time, and Ron tries to keep up from behind.
When Hagrid stops, several male centaurs are screaming orders, and several female centaurs, who are surprisingly hot, are near tears. Hagrid approaches a giant crater, and I follow Harry over, and we look down to see an incredibly beautiful centaur woman. She has big tits, bigger than would be possible on any normal human or wizard, and she has raven hair, and a gorgeous face.
"Who is she?" I ask.
"That's Cassia, the princess of the centaurs. Well, of this tribe anyway." Hagrid frowns. Cassia looks me in the eye, and I can't help but want to help this gorgeous centaur. Thinking hard, I grip my wand. I then see the problem. Water is flowing into the cavern. It's almost up to Cassia's knees, and her hands are scrabbling at the dirt. She's obviously terrified, and I grip my wand tighter.
Chapter 14 - Triwizard
Notes:
Just an FYI, Cho is in Harry's year in this AU. Simply because I wanted all the girls in Gideon's Four Ladies to be in his year.
I think for a minute, and walk around the crater. I then point my wand at the dirt, well above Cassia's head.
"Bombarda!" I yell, and the dirt explodes. Cassia dodges most of it, and now there's a slope for her to climb up out of. She does so unsteadily, and I walk back around to my friends. Cassia looks at me warmly. An older centaur trots up, one with honey blond hair streaked with silver, and checks on Cassia, but her eyes lock with mine as the centaur checks her for injuries.
"Thank you, brave wizard. My precious daughter's life is spared because of you." he nods. I nod as well, and then then older centaur walks off, and Cassia approaches me. She towers over me, obviously, but she bows down so her lips are near my ear.
"There's potions that can transform you briefly into a centaur. Take one, and meet me here at midnight." Cassia whispers, and kisses my cheek, before trotting away. Hermione shares a knowing glance with me, and rolls her eyes. I grin at her, and sling my arm over her shoulders.
As we get back to the castle, everybody is in high alert. Dinner's in an hour, and everybody is incredibly enthusiastic. I sigh and we all head up to the Gryffindor Tower, where Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown are talking eagerly. Parvati is an extremely pretty girl, with Indian heritage, and stunning looks. Lavender was a little chubbier, but speaking from Mom's lessons, I knew, with Veela girls, anyway, that they always put on a little weight, and then it changes into curves. So I had high hopes for Lavender, as she was quite pretty.
Parvati smiles at me as I pass her, and I smile back. Hermione and I sit in a loveseat and she mutters about stupid centaur potions, and then I'm struck with an idea. Lily Evans was supposedly a potion master, but was too kind to take Snape's position. I relayed my plan to Hermione, then ran down to her classroom, where I find her, grading papers. She looks up and beams at me.
"Gideon! What can I do for you, love?" Lily beams. I approach her desk, and kiss her sweetly. She kisses back, humming.
"I need a potion that can temporarily transform me into a centaur, by, oh, 11:30." I say. Lily smiles knowingly.
"Ah. Met a pretty centaur girl, have you? They're lookers, and James was totally fascinated. Wanted me to make him a vial, actually. I told him hell no. But for my lover, I'll do it." Lily smiles. We kiss again, before she shooes me away.
"I have to brew it, you know. Swing by at 11. We can... talk while it finishes." Lily smiles naughtily. I laugh, and walk out. I check my watch, and decide to just head to the dining hall.
———
Before we all eat dinner, Dumbledore assembles us on the front lawn, and I sit with Susan between my legs, and Cho and Daphne under each arm. Hermione had opted to sit with Hannah Abbott, a pretty Hufflepuff who was apparently quite good friends with Lady Gryffindor. Cho kept giving me sneaky looks down her top, and I was grinning my ass off at these pretty girls. Daphne's mile long legs were rubbing up and down mine, and she favored black leggings rather than the standard uniform. When a giant, sky blue carriage pulls out of the sky, everyone starts whooping. I smile privately, as I know my hot sister and her hot Spanish friend are on that carriage.
When the Beauxbatons students get off, Fleur's eyes find mine. She takes notice of Susan, Daphne, and Cho and grins. She nudges the girl's shoulder beside her. The girl was Elena, with her glossy black hair, copper skin, big, full tits, and incredibly long legs. Her ass was toned and shapely from Elena's workouts. Both seventeen year old girls waved at me, and I waved back. Daphne shoots me an odd look, but I ignore it, and occupy myself with kissing an eager Cho, who's started grinding her hip against my leg.
Cho and I kiss, until Susan starts bouncing in my lap, right on my erection, and I almost cum, until I see the grim looking boat in the water of the Black Lake. Once Durmstrang docks, Dumbledore chauffeurs everyone inside. The two schools make dramatic entrances. Most of the Beauxbatons sit with the Ravenclaws, but Fleur comes over and joins me, and Kenzie scoots over to allow her to sit on my left.
"Hey, little brother." Fleur smirks. I laugh and kiss her neck, and she gasps loudly. I notice Hermione's wide eyes, and turn to explain.
"This is my sister, Fleur." I say. Hermione looks even more confused. Kenzie launches into an explanation of the benefits of wizard incest, and how the wizard genes solved the mutation problems Muggles had. Hermione looks mystified, as Fleur and I start to kiss more passionately, Dumbledore clears his throat. I roll my eyes at the old man, but I do stop kissing Fleur.
Dumbledore makes a grand speech, but I only hear the tail end of it, as I'm distracted by Lily at the Head Table. She's grinning at me, and I bet she means the arm I have around Fleur's waist. I shrug coyly.
"The Goblet of Fire!" Dumbledore suddenly yells and the impressive chalice that now sits there ignites into flames.
"Any student age seventeen or older can enter their name. An Age Line prohibits younger students." Dumbledore explains. Fleur and I grin at each other, and then Dumbledore turns towards Madame Maxime and Karkaroff, the heads of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.
"I know you have accommodations already prepared, but perhaps you'd like to stay in a warmer environment? There's a free dormitory for each of your schools." Dumbledore smiles. Karkaroff instantly refuses, but Madame Maxime turns to her student body.
"Carriage or Dormitory?" she asks loudly.
The echoing cry of Carriage makes up that choice, and Dumbledore nods.
"Very well." he says, and Fleur pouts, and kisses me sweetly before running after the students. Elena walks over and kisses me as well. She gives me a smile as she struts off. I grin and follow the Gryffindor up to the tower.
———
At 11:25, I find myself in Lily's private rooms. We're laying on her bed, with her straddling me, and we're kissing furiously. She's mysteriously misplaced her shirt, leaving her E cups in a lacy bra the same color as my eyes, I notice. My hands rest on the small of her back, and her heavy groans make me so hard, I know she can feel it through my jeans.
The cauldron suddenly sparks, and Lily reluctantly stands, giving me a helluva view. She ladles out a vial and kisses the cork before she seals it, and hands it to me.
"Thank you." I say, and brush her fiery red hair behind her ear. Lily blushes.
"I should be thanking you, Lord Delacour." she whimpers, and nudges her hips against my waist. I laugh, and kiss her deeply.
"How long does this last?" I say, swirling the vial. Lily taps her chin.
"About seven hours." she shrugs.
"Fortunately, I don't have to go to class if I don't want to." I shrug, and pull Lily into a tight hug.
"I love you." she whispers. I grip her hands.
"Maybe if you go home during Christmas, I'll come meet you." I say. Lily laughs.
"I'd love that, sir." she says breathily. I kiss her again, and then leave.
I hurry out to the spot where Cassia said to meet, and stand there, until the gorgeous princess emerges. She frowns at me, until I pull the potion from my pocket.
"Bottoms up." I say, and chug the potion, tossing the glass aside. I gasp. Then, suddenly, I'm slightly taller than Cassia. The transformation was instant, and now I have a horse's lower body.
I draw closer to Cassia, and we embrace in a deep kiss. Cassia's otherworldly large tits mash against my chest as her smooth hands explore my newly bare chest, and my horse half tingles as her fingers brush it. I feel a big horse cock (literally) start hardening.
"Is this how it is for normal horses?" I ask Cassia, and she laughs.
"No. Our horse parts are more human-like." Cassia says, and bites her lip as we kiss again. She reaches around herself and tosses aside her bra, and I gape as her huge tits expand outwards. Cassia grabs my wrists and guide them up to her tits, and I start eagerly groping them. Cassia then kisses my jaw and neck fiercely.
"Centaur princesses need a mate. But I don't like any of the centaurs here. So, if we breed, then hopefully we'll have a son who's a centaur, and we can mate." Cassia says, chewing her lip. I wrap my arms around her smooth upper body.
"So... uh, how exactly do I knock you up?" I grin sheepishly.
Minutes later, I'm basically pounding her doggy style, and Cassia's hot moans and screams attract several male centaurs, who watch as I breed their princess, but I don't care. Cassia obviously doesn't, either, as she starts screaming louder. Unable to help myself as a few gorgeous women centaurs show up, I explode deep inside Cassia, and she moans loudly.
———
16 Years Later...
Cassia strokes the hair on her son's head. They were laying in a bed of hay, and her son, Aron, was sleeping. Cassia still thinks fondly of the time she spent with Gideon, where he knocked her up with twins. One, Aron, was a male centaur, and a strong, handsome one as well. At fifteen, he was already being looked at for kingship, despite kings not being chosen until age 46, at least. Centaurs live hundreds of years. Cassia and Gideon's second child was a gorgeous girl named Aera. Aera was not a centaur, and Gideon took one look at Cassia and opted to take Aera.
Considering that half-breeds aren't welcome among centaurs, Cassia was quite thankful to her first mate. But Aron was her second and last. Her powerful boy loves his mother, and he starts to stir.
"Mom?" he moans into the night. Cassia strokes his chest and kisses him fondly.
"I'm hungry." he mumbles, and Cassia coos, and guides Aron's hands to her bra clasp, and he expertly unhooks it, and Cassia holds up her large tit. Considering the centaur's lengthy lifespan, age 15 was very young in wizard standards. So, she would be lactating for almost 25 years. Aron eagerly starts suckling her tits, and Cassia starts moaning, her hands guiding her son's head.
Cassia feeds Aron, and then the two, with Cassia's bra still discarded, scoot closer to kiss deeply. Cassia loved Gideon, sure. But now her whole being belongs to her son, a son who will hopefully breed her over and over, as a powerful stallion should. As she falls asleep in her strong son's embrace, Cassia dreams of being her son's queen, a queen with dozens of children.
Chapter 15 - Tribe
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Cassia and I walk hand in hand through the forest. It's about four thirty, so I have a little under three hours left as a centaur. Walking is still a little awkward, but Cassia's hand always steadies me, and soon, we reach a clearing, and an absolutely giant tree, bigger than the Astronomy Tower, has wooden walkways and platforms.
"The founders of Hogwarts built us this haven. Everything is designed for centaurs, and still keeps its feel of nature." Cassia explains as we walk up the spiral path to the very top, where there's a very big haybed. Resting in it is Cassia's father and a girl a few feet to the right, who has the same hair color as Cassia, and much bigger breasts. Both centaurs look up as we approach.
"Father." Cassia nods. He nods back. The other girl stands, and I gape at her huge horse stomach. Cassia gently nudges me with her shoulder.
"Hi." I stammer. The pretty raven haired centaur smiles.
"Hi. I'm Lena. I'm Cassia's older sister, by the way." she smiles.
"Gideon." I say, and Cassia rolls her eyes.
"How is your stomach...?" I say towards Lena, and Lena laughs.
"Very painful. It's no fun having triplets, even if it is a horse's body." Lena says.
"How exactly do centaur births work?" I ask, as Cassia and I sit down, with me very close to Lena, who was extremely pretty and busty.
"Well, first you need a male centaur." Lena starts.
"Been there." Cassia winces, still in pain from our sex. Lena shoots me a knowing look, as Cassia's father gets angry.
"So you know how centaur sex works, then. But afterwards, the baby is born in the horse's stomach, but the horse nipples don't exist. So our human breasts swell like crazy to support the incoming foal." Lena smiles.
"I chose him, Dad!" Cassia yells, and her father relents, extending his hand.
"I'm King Romulus Tauron." he says gruffly.
"Lord Gideon Delacour." I say, and Lena's eyes widen.
"You're nobility?" she breathes in awe. Then, hooves on the wood turn everyone's attention. I turn to see an incredibly sexy centaur MILF. She has snow white horse fur, and long, wavy raven hair. Her tits were anime-level massive, and her stomach was fit and smooth. She was gorgeous, with full lips and lavender eyes.
"Ah! This is Queen Mira Tauron." Romulus says, and I curse. Of course she was the queen.
"Who is this?" Mira exclaims, beaming at a blushing Cassia.
"The man who bred me." she says quietly. Mira shrieks in joy, and sits beside Cassia. She shoots me a lusty look, then says to Cassia: "Tell me EVERYTHING." Lena laughs, and Romulus looks at me sternly.
"You bred my youngest daughter. Her birthday is December 4th, and the two of you shall be wed that day. I won't allow a bastard child to become king." Romulus says.
"Become king? Shouldn't Lena's son be the king?" I ask, and Romulus sighs.
"Ordinarily, but Lena chose to marry a common man, who cannot produce an heir. But you, being nobility, can produce the next King of our tribe." Romulus explains. Lena smiles.
"I'm glad that our family gets to keep the mantle." Lena says seriously. Cassia is blushing furiously as she and Mira talk, and I find it hard to keep my eyes off of Mira's enchanting tits.
"They're huge, huh?" Romulus grins, nudging me.
"I, ah, yeah." I say.
"They were big before, but after bearing Cassia, they never shrank after the milk should have left her system. It was just the best." Romulus laughs. I laugh, too, and look at Mira look up and smile sexily at me. I chance a glance at Romulus but he didn't seem to notice.
———
Cassia and I stood on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. It was 6:55, and my potion was fading. We embrace and kiss one last time.
"So. Keep some of that on hand, because I'll need you a lot. For wedding prep, and stuff. And another thing. You'll take care of our daughter, yeah? We need to keep her a secret, because she'd be scorned otherwise." Cassia says quietly.
"I have plenty of wives who can look after her. Don't worry." I say, and we kiss one last time, before she saunters off into the trees, leaving me to shrink back into a human. I stumble as I walk up to the castle, and walk into my Chamber. Only Daphne is still in bed, wearing my shirt and lacy green panties. I pull off my current shirt and jeans, and curl up with her in my underwear. She smiles sleepily at me.
"Hey. My dad called, says he wants to meet you." Daphne mumbles, pressing her head against my shoulder. My hands wrap around her.
"Ok." I whisper, and she drifts back off to sleep. I doze off quickly, because apparently centaurs don't sleep, so Cassia and I were up all night.
———
"Wake up!" a pretty voice calls, and I open my eyes to see Cho, looking incredulously at me.
"Shuddup." I groan, and she kisses me softly.
"Time to get up." she says gently. Then she sighs when I don't move, and shoves her hand down my pants and squeezes. I sit up, gasping. Cho grins slyly, and then pulls out her hand, and kisses me. We kiss for quite a while, until there's pounding on the door.
"Ms. Chang! I said wake him up, not do whatever unholy acts you're doing!" McGonagall's voice calls. I laugh at that, as Cho blushes and steps back. I get dressed quickly in the school uniform, but leave the loose robe behind, and I go out to meet Minerva. She walks very briskly to a griffin statue.
"Treacle tart." she says, and the griffin starts spinning, revealing a passage into Dumbledore's office.
"A griffin door. Gryffindor. Favoritism much?" I say, and Minerva snorts. We walk into Dumbledore's office, and I see him pacing. He looks up at me, and frowns.
"Lord Delacour. Are you aware there's an event known as the Yule Ball happening on Christmas Day?" Dumbledore asks.
"I am now, I s'pose." I shrug.
"The point being, is you need a woman to take with you. Any of your Four Ladies would be showing favoritism toward a house. McKenzie Potter is a Gryffindor, and so that leaves us with who?" Dumbledore says, genuinely curious.
"Uh... a Beauxbatons girl?" I shrug.
"Nope. Has to be Hogwarts, to show your title." Dumbledore prods.
"I dunno. Lily or Septima?" I shrug.
"Professors Lily and Septima?" Dumbledore asks incredulously. I nod.
"So... which one are you taking?" Dumbledore asks.
"Can I dance with other girls?" I check.
"Of course. But for the Final Ball, you will have to dance with your choice." Dumbledore says.
"I pick Lily, then." I say. Dumbledore nods.
"Ok. So, the day before Christmas is your wedding to Ladies Granger, Bones, Greengrass, and Chang, correct?" Dumbledore asks.
"Yup." I nod, "Also, why are the centaurs stuck in the Forbidden Forest?"
"The warding against magical creatures." Dumbledore says.
"Why have you been spending time with centaurs?" Minerva asks.
"Oh, I'm marrying Cassia, the centaurian princess." I shrug.
"You are?" Minerva gasps.
"Yeah." I say, and walk away. Then walk back. I grab the loudspeaker remote.
"Hello, this is Lord Hogwarts speaking. By official decree of me, by the order of me, I pronounce that everybody has the entire month of December off. And the first half will be available for trips, and transport to here will pick you up December 23rd, just in time for my four way wedding." I grin gleefully. The cheers of students reverberate in the office. I shrug and walk out.
I head towards the library, to find Hermione and Susan avidly studying for Muggle Studies. "Guys, really?" I say, and bend down to kiss both girls. "What? I don't want to get complacent!" Hermione shrugs. "Hermione, you're literally a Muggle-born!" I say incredulously, and she blushes. "Oh well." she shrugs.
Notes:
Hey. So, I've been thinking about Years 5,6, and 7. And honestly, I don't think having Gideon there is worth it at all. So, the 'Hogwarts' story thread will be ending with Year 4's close. But if you want to see specific scenes from the books being skipped, just comment them, and I'll our them in as one-shots. But after Year 4, it's going to time jump to where all these children are growing up. And any characters yet to be seen that you want included in Gideon's harem, I am DEFINITELY taking suggestions, because there's so many options.
Chapter 16 - Revoked
I enter the Gryffindor common room and look at the strange scene. Fred and George Weasley have hordes of kids eating sweets, Parvati Patil is laying on a table while Lavender Brown reads a magazine on a couch. Parvati sits up when I enter, and smiles shyly. I go and sit beside her, grinning sideways at her.
"You sure do smile a lot..." I say, leaning close to her. The pretty Indian girl blushes.
"Only for people I like." she confesses.
"And I make the list?" I say softly. She nods once, and I grin. I then stand and walk over to Harry, which is why I'm here. Last night, he was picked as the fourth Triwizard champion, which just sounds dumb. How can a Triwizard Tournament have four wizards? I sit beside him, but he barely looks at me.
"Ron's a bastard." Harry says simply. I laugh.
"Took you long enough. I vote we go bang his sister." I joke, but Harry briefly looks interested, then his face drops.
"Nah. Mrs. Weasley'd kill me." Harry says wisely.
"So... what do you want to do?" I ask. Harry sighs.
"Well, I have a gift for you. You're excused from classes today." I grin. Harry does smile a little at that.
"Are you off today, too?" Harry asks eagerly.
"After first class. It's Astronomy, and Professor Sinistra is hot." I grin. Just then the bell rings.
"Hey, I'll meet you in the Three Broomsticks after your class." Harry says as I stand. I nod, and walk out with the other Gryffindors.
———
Up in the Astronomy tower, it's still dark, which is why the class starts so early. Professor Aurora Sinistra walks up. I slide my eyes down her body hungrily, and for good reason. Aurora had ebony skin that shone under the starlight, full, perky tits, and killer curves in her hips, and a big ass. She walks over to a telescope, and I abandon mine, stepping behind her, and placing my hands over hers. She tenses, then glances back and sees it's me. At that, the dark skinned professor leans her big ass against my cock, and I push her forward a little against the balcony.
I glance around and start lightly kissing Aurora's throat. She gasps and moans softly, so I press my lips more solidly against her sensitive neck, until she's whimpering with lust. My hands travel down Aurora's arms and start idly squeezing her breasts while she pretends to mark down constellations. My hands travel even further until they're gripping and stroking her thick hips. My kisses grow more feverish, and Aurora's reactions ramp up until she's practically screaming. My name is on repeat in her full lips, and then she shudders, and I laugh, feeling her juices through her skirt.
I quickly move back to my telescope as people start finishing, and give Aurora a minute to recover, as she's panting hard. I wink at her as her eyes meet mine, and her lips make the curve of a smile. Once I'm dismissed, I snap my fingers and Apparate to Hogsmeade.
Sure enough, I find Harry nursing a butterbeer. I glance at the pretty barmaid, Madam Rosmerta. She smiles knowingly at me, and a firewhiskey is placed in front of me.
"How was Astronomy?" Harry murmurs.
"Fun." I grin. Harry looks over at me, and I grin.
"Hey, baby. You gonna drink that?" a sultry voice says, and I turn to see Abigail, the Veela from the Quidditch World Cup, smiling at me. I stammer an excuse to Harry and grab my whiskey, and flip Rosmerta a Galleon and a wink. Then I follow Abigail put into the snow, where she pushes me against the brick wall and kisses me fiercely.
Her globe-sized tits squeeze against my chest as we kiss. The Veela grows more and more fanatic with her kisses. But eventually, she pulls back and leads me through the snow to a hotel building, and up the stairs, and into a room that contains my mom. She stands, and I gasp. Her tits are much larger, and her stomach is swollen with our child. I moan and she pulls me into a kiss. I squeeze her enlarged tits roughly as we kiss, and I feel milk soak her shirt. Laughing, I kiss down her jaw and down her neck, while Abigail suddenly presses against me from behind, and starts kissing Mom where I left off.
"No fair!" Mom laughs, and her hands find my jean button, and Abigail backs off, as Mom pulls my cock out and gives it a nice, long, sweet kiss. When she finally pulls back, my cock is throbbing madly in her soft hands, and Mom beams at me, then places her lips more fully on its tip, and I grunt before exploding into her mouth. She takes it like a pro, eagerly slurping every last drop out, where she wipes her lips.
"Mmm. Tasty..." Mom purrs. I grin and pull her against me in a tight hug.
———
16 Years Later...
Apolline Delacour stands in the sand of a beach, feeling the sunshine on her skin. She wears a skimpy bikini, Gideon's favorite. Her son and husband in question, Gideon Delacour, was a little further down the beach, brutally fucking Gabrielle, his younger sister, who was 24 now. Apolline is standing, watching her younger son, Andre, stand in the surf, swinging around one of his twin sisters, Ally. Andre has been very handsy with both his younger twin sisters, Ally and Autumn. Autumn was more bookish, and preferred the indoors.
But Apolline desperately wished to be the one in her son's tight embrace. She hears Gabrielle scream Gideon's name, and smiles idly, her eyes on Andre's rippling muscles. He finally does notice her, and visibly mind-rapes her, then beckons her closer. She walks across the sand, across the surf, and finally meets Andre with a burning hot kiss. Ally starts kissing Apolline's throat and down to her cleavage. Andre grins wickedly.
Later that afternoon, if you were to stand on the beach, you would hear a 24-year old woman screaming the name 'Gideon' and an eternal Veela MILF screaming out the name of her son and daughter, 'Andre and Ally'. And from the window in the house, Autumn Delacour heard every single call. And she grinned.
———
I'm walking down to Lily's rooms when I bump into Minerva. I once again study her, seeing the echoes of beauty she once had.
"Mr. Delacour, I heard that you and Mr. Potter played hooky today." she says sternly.
"Yes, madam. But it is my school, so I can do whatever the hell I want, yes?" I say and Minerva nods, seemingly against her will.
"Yes. But seeing how Mr. Potter is in the Tournament, I'd think he needs every class he can get." Minerva says seriously. As she walks off, I swear.
"Minerva!" I call after her, and she turns.
"What did you look like when you were young?" I ask. Minerva chews her lip.
"None of your concern." she says, and walks off briskly. I snort and walk down to Lily's rooms, and open the door to find her laying in lingerie on the bed, sobbing.
"Lily? What's wrong?" I ask, and sit beside her. Still sobbing, she pulls herself up and clings to me, as I notice the letter on the bed. My arms around Lily's bare back, I read it over her shoulder.
———
Dear Ms. Evans,
I am to inform you that by jurisdiction of the Wizarding Martial Court, your children, Ms. McKenzie and Mr. Harry Potter now belong expressly to Mr. James Potter and their step-mother, Mrs. Kaylee Potter. Further, you no longer have access to any Potter money sums or estates here or ever. And your position at Hogwarts is in review, considering the position was acquired for you due to Mr. James Potter's power and influence. Please expect to have an official Ministry Inquisitor come tomorrow at about noon. Regrettably, the Potter children will be missing a few days of school while their legal situations are settled down.
With sincere apologies,
Amelia Bones
———
I sigh as I toss the letter aside.
"Lily." I say sternly, and she looks up, still beautiful even with tears blotching on her face, "You are not without a home and money. I just want you to know that House Delacour will cover everything." I console, and Lily smiles weakly.
"Stay." she begs. I nod immediately. The exhausted woman crawls up to the pillows, and I strip to underwear and join her. She turns to face me, and nestled into my shoulder, my arms wrapped around her protectively.
"One minute." I say, and stand, grabbing a quill and parchment, and scrawl out a quick note and have Lily sign it, before calling Napoleon and letting him deliver it, and then I crawl back in bed with Lily. Her breathing soon turns regular, and I continue to hold her closely, until I, too drift off.
———
I'm awoken to Napoleon's wings fluttering. It wakes the beautiful woman in my arms, too, and she kisses me warmly.
"Thank you for staying." she murmurs. I kiss the top of her head, then grab the letter and open it for Lily and I to read:
Lord Gideon Delacour,
I am writing to inform you your request to register Ms. Lily Evans as your concubine to the Most Noble House Delacour has been approved. She is now legally Lily Evans-Delacour. And I have reached out to the Ministry office, and we have a team of lawyers working for Ms. Evans-Delacour.
Signed,
Ragnor, Designated Goblin
Lily tears up and kisses me for a very long while.
"I can't believe you would do that for me. And lawyers? Did you have to pay for that? Lily questions.
"Yes." I say, taking her hands, "And quite frankly, you're worth every damn Knut.". She sobs with joy this time, and kisses my hard, our mouths eagerly claiming each other's. Her hands grab my face as I squeeze her butt, causing her to arch as I arouse her. She does finally break the kiss, and pushes me off of her. She smiles sweetly at me.
"I love you." she says meaningfully.
"I love you, too." I say. Lily flushes and turns to get dressed. I watch her in her lingerie, and she evidently notices, as her blush darkens considerably.
An urgent knocking sounds on the door.
"Mom?" Kenzie calls. I flick my wand at the door, and it unlatched, allowing Kenzie to walk in, in just a tank top and booty shorts. I lick my lips teasingly, and Kenzie growls.
"Why the hell are you even here?" Kenzie groans.
"Because he's helping me through a rough patch." Lily says, walking out in a short green dress that brings out her eyes.
"Did you guys...?" Kenzie asks, and I shrug.
"No." Lily says sternly, and her voice softens.
"What do you need?" she asks her daughter.
"McGonagall came and told me and Harry we're not your children anymore, and there was a Ministry Inquisitor coming?" Kenzie exclaims.
"That's true. Your father is a misguided, angry man." Lily says drearily. I stand and hold her in my arms.
"Ohhh. So that's why he's here." Kenzie realizes. Lily sighs happily at my embrace, and Kenzie sees herself out. Lily's body shakes slightly in my arms, and I squeeze her softly.
"I'll be by your side the whole time." I promise, and she nods.