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"You know," Draco Malfoy said looking up the stairs to the exit of the Slytherin Common rooms. "I think I may have found the one person who can help us here. Crabbe, Goyle, you can go back to dinner. I'll be speaking with Miss Ironhorse." A woman had appeared inside the doorway, one from the Salem Institute in America. When they learned Dark Arts, it wasn't the defense only, it was also how to perform some of the most impossible spells, and enslave creatures that other wizards would try to fight. Her robes were immaculate, and underneath them, she wore the proper school uniform. She had shown up that way a month before, being hastily sorted in private, and then handed to Professor Snape, the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. With Horus Slughorn the Potions Master now, Snape had gotten his dream job. Snape had also been made Head Master after Draco's attempt on Dumbledore's life, which Snape had finished for him.
"I don't know what's so important about making this damn potion," the woman muttered as she started down the stairs, not caring about who was watching her. "And why is the Granger woman so much better than anyone else?" That question, which Draco heard, floored the boy. Hermione Granger was back? The last he had heard, there was no doubt that she had been with Potter. Something didn't seem right to Draco, so he waived the woman over, moving on the couch he had taken up himself so she could sit down as well.
"Found someone else to play wi-" one of the Slytherin girls said, which one he couldn't remember. They all looked the same, and they weren't the woman he actually wanted. He muttered the word 'Crucio' sending the girl into fits of pain and muffled screaming. The American smiled, sitting next to Draco, laying her hand on his wand, lowering it.
"No need to torture the young girl. She's just worried that I'm going to steal your soul. Isn't that what we from the House Williams do?" There were four houses at her old Institute, Putnam, Williams, Good, and Osborn. The four never studied together, and were taught the four fundamentals of Magic, along with what their careers in the American Ministry were going to me. Williams' always became wizard hunters, or Dark Wizards to be Hunted. Putnam's became administrators, Good's became healers, and Osborn's were everything else in the Wizarding world. Sometimes changes were made of course, but ninety percent of the house children followed what their houses taught them.
"I wouldn't know," Draco said looking at the woman. "It's said you either become Aurors or the Dark Wizards like Voldemort." It was safe for him to say it, the taboo didn't work inside Hogwarts, at least those with dark marks. "So Miss Ironhorse, what's your first name? I'd like to know who I'm helping in classes against that mudblood."
"Rebecca, and the Granger girl isn't a mudblood Mister Draco Malfoy." His eyes raised, wondering what she meant by that. "Hermione Ganger, her family are Squibs that never dared to step foot inside Hogwarts or any other school of magic for that matter, probably has purer blood than you do. I've seen her family tree. Her mother and father are outcasts from her true family, one that you know very very well. She's the great niece to one Sirius Black." Draco was mortified, someone he had been taught to hate, was someone that he was actually supposed to marry? How in the world did that happen? "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some work to finish, and then sleep. Shall I see you tomorrow Draco?"
"Yea, yea, of course. If you need help getting around this place, just let me know." Rebecca smiled, waving a hand in front of Draco as she stood. In front of her was the insubstantial spirit of something. It was gorgeous, a being that Draco had only heard about. When a dark wizard killed a Harpy, the half woman half bird, they could then enslave the soul easily of the beast. He hadn't known anyone to actually try it, and the only people that could hold the soul was the person who killed the Harpy. Known as a Wraith at this point, they were shaped and formed to how ever the person who controlled the spirit wanted them. It had changed from a Harpy into a woman. Her dress was Egyptian, sheer, and tight to her body.
The Wraith was almost like a belly dancer, except Draco could see everything that he wanted. From the shaved area between her legs, to the breasts that defied gravity. Her form was like that of an hourglass, and Draco know what his dreams were going to be about tonight. "I didn't think that anyone below an Auror could catch them," Draco said staring in wonder, not noticing the common room had gone quiet as everyone had left.
"I can, and I also know the spell to give them away. I heard there's a Harpy or three in the Forbidden Forest, and I could use a new friend. Instead of work," Rebecca had slid in closer, her mouth next to Draco's ear, her hand on the tent forming beneath his robes. "We can always try and find one of them for a pet for you." Her tongue slid out, and Draco felt the unmistakable feeling of a snake taking a sent on the top of his ear. "Everyone else is asleep, and I know how to get there, if you're willing of course." Draco could only nod his consent, as Rebecca waved her hand, turning them both invisible. "So much easier for us to leave unnoticed this way. I can teach you how to use your magic without a wand as well." As they stood to leave, they could see each other through the unknown charm Rebecca had cast, they rushed the portal to the common room as Crabbe and Goyle were entering from their last meal of the night. Now the castle was theirs, and so were the ground.
Twenty minutes later, Rebecca, the witch from America, and Draco, were walking across the grounds. Snape had put up sentry's, mostly Seventh Years, but they were dodged easily. Draco even had time to hex one, turning him into a boneless mass. It was a Ravenclaw that no one cared about, but it was good practice just in case. The two kept the pace easy, so they didn't attract attention by rustling leaves more than the wind would. "You know how to draw a Harpy to you, don't you Draco?" The young man looked at Rebecca, shaking his head. He had heard of the creatures before, but he didn't know how to bring them near. None of the books he had read told him anything.
"Then I'll have to show you," Rebecca said stopping Draco as they entered deep into the Forbidden Forest. Draco had been here once, and knew that Unicorns were here, and that someone had been killing them. He still didn't believe that his first year Defense teacher had been working for Voldemort. "Stand here, and just watch," she said as she turned Draco to watch her. Off came the robes, and school uniform, showing the young nubile body of a woman in her prime. Her hair was black as night, her eyes golden yellow. Why Draco hadn't noticed these before, he didn't know. But looking at her body, he noticed that had shaved her womanhood, and her breasts were the same as her Wraiths. Smiling, she waved her hand, the clothing dissolved off of Draco, which made Rebecca lick her lips.
The bulge she had felt in the common room was standing out now, with a length and girth that she hadn't seen before. "This is how you call forth a Harpy," she said as she grabbed Draco. Rubbing him gently, she dropped to her knees licking the head of his dick. "Or at least, how me and my brother did it. Now we both have a Harpy to command, to do whatever we want with." Taking the head into her mouth, Rebecca thrust her head forward, taking in the length, feeling it go down her throat. Pulling back, she smiled up at Draco. "And soon you'll have one as well. Along with someone that can not only bring you pleasure that is unheard of, but another woman to the bed as well." Taking him in again, Draco felt the suction, his dick falling down her throat.
Pulling him down, while never loosing her grip on the member that would soon do so much more than fill her mouth, Rebecca laid Draco down, before removing him from her lips. "When it appears, let me handle it. You won't know what to do yet." Crawling up his body, kissing up his skin, she soon sank him into the center of her being, feeling it fill her more than any other lover had. She had only done this once, with her brother, but now it was time to find the one that would keep her happy the rest of her days.
Draco was powerless as the woman started to ride him, kissing him at the same time. He never closed his eyes, and was soon watching as she bounced on him, causing him to wonder what he was doing. She wasn't Pansy, but then again she had more power. Something that he wanted; even without the Dark Lord in his life, he had always wanted more power. As he felt her shudder with release, something he hadn't reached yet, he heard the sound he thought he wouldn't.
"Enperion!" Rebecca gasped as she shuddered again, another release running through her body. The harpy had appeared suddenly, then froze in mid air. Her legs and arms were covered in brown feathers, her tail like that of a red tail hawk. "Rescutio!" She cried out, as Draco gasped, feeling his release explode inside the woman on top of him. The body of the harpy exploded, while it turned into a transparent entity. As the woman stood from Draco, he could see him dripping out of her, his body seemed weaker than it had during such activities in the past. "Envirio Gerini!" She cried, pushing both hands out at the wraith, then twisting her hands to where they were pointing at Draco.
He gasped as he felt icy hands grab him by the chest, lifting him to his feet. "I am your wraith," he heard in his head as the harpy became the figure he had been envisioning since he hadn't seen her in the Great Hall at the start of the term. The body became petite, and he could see the color becoming redish brown. Her body was clothed in a Hogwarts Uniform, except instead of the Gryphindor lion roaring on her chest, his version of Ginny Weasley had the house of Malfoys crest emblazoned on her. "And I will forever be by your side."
"Very good," Rebecca said walking up, kissing Draco's neck gently. "Is that who you want with us from now on?"
"No, I want the Granger girl with us. If we get the blood traitor as well, she will make the perfect whipping post." Rebecca smiled, kissing his neck again with a growl. "I'll get her for you Master Malfoy, and I'll make sure to get the whipping post as well for you." Draco smiled cruelly, then kissed Rebecca harshly. "And you will have every desire."
"Good, because what I want next will bring Hogwarts to its knees. Get me them, and we will do something even the Dark Lord couldn't accomplish. I will hand him the school, and the world on a silver platter."