Disclaimer: I Don't Own Harry Potter...I Wish! This story may seem a bit off on a count of I have never read Book 5 but I have the just of it.
GRAPHIC SEX SCENES! DO NOT READ IT IF EASILY OFFENDED!
THIS STORY IS NOT ABOUT TRELAWNEY AND VOLDEMORT! COMPLETELY...
Professor Trelawney shot up from her sweat covered resting place in a frighten daze. Her breath was ragged as the cool night air flowed into her open window. She looked more psychotic than usual as her eyes darted from one corner of the bedpost to another.
"It was just a dream," she whispered.
Trelawney attempted to relax herself but the open window made her paranoid. She clasped the robe around her and pulled back the curtain.
"Ahh!" she screamed and closed her curtain again.
"This can't be real...it was only a dream," She wept into her hands.
"Oh but it is real," came a vile and cold voice from outside the curtain.
"You have no power in Hogwarts so be gone before I dispose of you," Professor Trelawney demanded shakily.
"Dispose of me? Silly woman how can you get rid of me with no wand," The voice hissed in a snake like manner.
She gasped as her hand felt under her pillow for her wand only to find its imprint.
"Surprised aren't you? Come now darling let me take a good look at you," the voice mocked even though they could see through the curtains.
Professor Trelawney stayed glued to her spot, the person growled, and the curtain flew open. She pushed herself against the corner of her bed as the person obviously a man advanced on her.
"Pity at what age does to beauty," the snake like voice reminisced as his hand caresses her face and the cups her jaw. "Now old and ugly! No longer worthy of a chase to any young man, but I didn't come here to relive your glory days."
"What did you come for, you monster?" Trelawney screamed.
"I came to tell you of my victory, how I will defeat Harry Potter! The world mudblood and wizard will fall to my feet!" The voice foretold as he held tightly to Trelawney's neck so she couldn't breathe.
"Its prophecy...you will lose...Harry Potter will defeat you, Tom Riddle," she choked out as his grip tightened.
"Never say that name!" he screamed.
"What happened to you? You use to my hero," Trelawney sulked.
"This is the best thing that ever happened to me...my old life died a long time ago just like your beauty and our family," he hissed and Trelawney shuddered.
"Why have you come to haunt me?"
"Because my dear Sybil...it's what I do best, reeking havoc in the world is my specialty don't you agree?" He jeered chucking her wand in her face.
"By the way, when I do obtain my full sovereignty you will one of the lucky few who die first," he said then vanished in a black mist.
Trelawney who had been looking away turned to where "Tom" once stood and noticed the black mist. She studied it for a minute hoping it would disappear but it didn't. The black mist turned the room cold, the atmosphere violent and Trelawney felt it. Out of nowhere, the mist charged are her ready to engulf her, she screamed and jumped onto the floor out of its path.
She looked up from the floor to see it was barely daylight, and then she looked around the room for evidence that Tom had been there but there was none. That had been the first night this summer that he had visited her in the flesh. Only in a ghostly form had he tormented her dreams.
"All staff please report to the Headmaster's office immediately, there is grave news," the urgent voice of Minerva McGonagall sounded over the intercom.
Trelawney tightened her robe once more and readjusted her glasses before make her long trek to Dumbledore's office.
When she arrived, most of the staff was in attendance Professor Snape, Professor Binns, Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick, Filch, and Hagrid. Everyone was in his or her robes from the night before and Professor Binns was blushing furiously on count of the nightgown he was wearing.
"Everyone please, not a word, I have disturbing news to discuss with all of you! As you know that tomorrow will be September 1st and-"
"You called us down here to have a pep talk?" Pro. Binns fumed attempting to cover his unmentionables.
"No...I called you down because there is grave news-" McGonagall tried but failed.
"You said that already get on with it!"
"Well if you let her explain she will...oh and please stop trying to cover up something that isn't big enough to clean a pixie's teeth with," Came an icy voice from the darken park of the room.
Some in the room gasped while, others looked on interested.
"Well, who the bloody hell are you?" Binns said red faced. A slightly over weight woman stepped out of the shadows. Most of the staff cringed and wished she had stayed in the shadows.
"Professor Binns meet our new D.A.D.A. teacher Dolores Umbridge," McGonagall spoke quick and spitefully. "You all can get acquainted later, now we have a more serious matter to discuss." McGonagall reached behind her on the Headmaster's desk and picked up this morning's Daily Prophet.
Everyone gasped it was Harry Potter being ushered out of his home by various Aurors.
"Rita Seeker wrote the article and that woman is known to stretch the truth which she did, therefore Albus had left for Magical London to make a public statement."
"I for one am still in the dark," Snape said glancing arrogantly at Umbridge.
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named sent a Dementor to Harry Potter's home and being the...only one with magical ability he used the Patronus charm-"
"Hooray Harry!" Professor Binns shouted.
"Now he is on trial to be expelled from Hogwarts." McGonagall finished throwing a look at Binns.
"Oh bugger...sorry to get my hopes up for you Harry," Professor Binns pouted.
"Are you secretly in love with the boy?" Snape asked annoyed.
"No! I have a special connection with all my students."
"Ye, 'er always a wee bi' touched in the 'ead," Hagrid mocked. (A/N: Sorry if I get his accent mixed up!
"I have already contacted the Head Boy and Girl and they will be arriving in a few hours on the Hogwarts Express. They must be informed of the recent events, and equipped with the tools to solve future issues that may arise." McGonagall informed.
McGonagall concluded the meeting and everyone retreated back to their rooms. Trelawney gazed at Umbridge spitefully as they all left Dumbledore's office, and went in separate directions.
'Something isn't right about that woman!' She thought as the piggish woman trailed behind Professor Snape to the dungeons.
Trelawney huffed and raced back to her tower to consult her crystal ball. When she arrived, her room was brighter then when she left but the candles still lit as she scurried about the room. She arranged taro cards in front of her, but she noticed something was a miss. Her crystal ball clouded then cleared to show an image of Hogwarts Express on its descent to the school.
She muttered a spell and the image went inside the train, Trelawney shrugged and quickly made the image vanish in order to concentrate on Umbrige.
If only she had lingered at the crystal ball image a while longer, she could have saved her...
Hogwarts Express coasted across the tracks attempting to fight the harsh weather conditions only to have the engine fail every few minutes. The conductor would have canceled the whole thing all together if it weren't for the urgent owl from Dumbledore telling him to continue.
Angelina Johnson tapped her foot softly against the window of her compartment, as her lengthy body stretched across the seat. She charmed her c.d. player to work as the train made its decent to Hogwarts. She was Head Girl nonetheless but she wasn't thrilled about it.
In Angelina's eyes, her life was routine that consisted of Quidditch, school, and friends. Her parents wanted the picture perfect family but all they received were four miscarriages, two stillborns, and a witch. However, she tried her hardest to make their lives seem normal and succeeded to some end; Angelina is Head Girl and a first round draft pick for Pro Quidditch.
Several teams interested, Appleby Arrows, Puddlemere United, Sweetwater All-Stars, and the Falmouth Falcons but it wasn't enough. She felt as it her life was going down the drain, as if she was going to miss something if she continued the way she was going.
Whenever Angelina brought up the issue of Lord Voldemort and the future war but they quickly dismissed the idea. Angelina hated the fact that her parents never allowed room for spur of the moment things.
"I hate this song," Angelina growled sat up, snatched of her headphones, open the door, and tossed the player.
"Ow!" Someone yelled throwing the player back in the compartment barely missing her.
"You wanker, look at what you did it's broken," she snarled pulling out her wand. She aimed it at the broken pieces and performed a spell, "Reparo."
"How is it my fault Johnson when you threw it first," the person responded.
"Oh please Montague...you Slytherin are all the same blaming others for your short comings. It amazes me how you managed Head Boy," Angelina spat violently.
Julius Antonio Montague stepped inside the compartment and shut the door behind him.
"Many of my assets will amaze you, Johnson."
"How did you do it though I mean your not that clever, did your daddy pull some strings?" He smirked.
"At least my father has ties to the wizarding world...your parents are mudbloods right?" Her eyes flash.
"Muggleborn," she corrected.
Montague ignored her impertinence toward him and focus on her as his eyes roamed her body as if it were the first time he had seen it. Angelina Johnson was not built like most of the female population at Hogwarts, her flawless rich mahogany brown skin, complimented her dark brown eyes. She had long black hair, which usually remained in braids, or a ponytail. Her body was slender but curvaceous, that could be compared to an hourglass. She looked delicate almost breakable but one thing was for sure Angelina had legs that went for miles. She was truly perfection, he had obsessed over her for four long years and it was time he got what he deserved...
Angelina noticed his leering and became uncomfortable as she glanced up at his gorgeous face and hungry eyes.
"Take a picture it'll last longer," she demanded as he pulled out his wand.
"If only I had a camera," he spoke quickly pointing his wand at her.
Angelina reacted quickly but just not quick enough.
"Accio wand," Angelina's wand flew at him.
"What are you doing?" She asked fearfully as he pointed the wand at the door.
"Colloportus," the compartment door locks.
Angelina mentally kicked herself for allowing this to happen, she had always been a careful person. She trembled slightly as Montague casted a silencing charm on the compartment. He tucked both wands in his robe and the robe he carelessly discarded on the seat.
She studied him and if he wasn't such a prat, Montague could be passed off as rather handsome. The girls at Hogwarts fawned over him constantly, saying he was the Lockhart of their era. Julius had shaggy jet-black hair, tan skin and mysterious dark blues that made girls go weak. If one were to make a comparison, Montague could rival Sirius Black in his prime. If there was one thing Angelina admired about him it was that he was free spirited.
Montague eyed her once more smirked and descended upon her. She gasped as his lips made contact with her. Montague's hands began to squeeze her waist as he deepened the kiss. Angelina now regaining her composure pushed him away.
"Merlin, what is the matter with you?" Angelina screamed at him wiping her lips.
"Are you a virgin?" He asked out of nowhere.
"No," she answered smartly.
"Prove it!" He answered hotheadedly.
"So you like me," she stated seductively as her eyed her with caution.
"Maybe," Angelina giggled and began to caress his chest.
"Good because I like you too," she said closing in on a kiss.
She quickly threw her knee into his groin and he fell back landing in a heap on his side. She giggled again and went to make a grab for his robe but Montague had beaten her to it. She froze as Montague had his wand pointed at her ready to cast a spell.
"I tried to do it the nice way but now you have to be taught a lesson for being a bad girl!" Montague scolded.
He quickly glanced at her attire and noticed she was wearing a modest spaghetti strap dress. He got up with lighting speed and shoved her against the window; she squirmed as he shoved his wand up to her dress.
"Evanesco," he whispered and her dress disappeared.
Angelina stood there embarrassed as Montague evaluated her half-naked body. Her large full breast spilled over the black lacey bra she was wearing; her slim waist and flat stomach flattered the pear shaped derriere, which sat a top her long legs.
"Do not fight me because I am bigger and stronger than you and I will win. Do you understand?" Angelina nodded.
Julius smirked and leaned downward and kissed her again only this time more savagely. She whimpered as he bit, tugged, and smashed against her lips with his. Julius' hands slowly began at her shoulders and made there decent to her breast. From her breast, he proceeded to her lower half. He stopped kissing her leaving her lips bruised and swollen and as his left hand grab her butt his right stroked her crotch. He gazed into her brown orbs waiting for her reaction but was furious when she looked away. Julius forced her around to the window and he pressed his wand to her lower back.
"What are you doing?" Angelina asked afraid.
"Soon you will be mine!"
Julius muttered an incantation and a black light shot from the wand into Angelina's body. Pain shot through her body and her breath froze as she began to feel herself falling. Julius continued the curse until the job was done and Angelina lay sprawled in his arms. He smirked and laid her on the seat where he began to consummate their union...
Angelina stirred awake to see that the train had stopped again the power on the train had cut off leaving the compartment in darkness. She tried to sit up only to feel excruciating pain and only a cloak to shield her naked body.
"Lie down your body is still in shock," Julius commands from the darkened corner.
"What did you do to me?" She inquired weakly.
"I had to test you, and you lied to me," Julius fumed.
"You didn't...did you?" She asked finely catching on.
"I had to...make...you...mine," he smirked devilishly as he emphasized each word.
"How dare you take away something...something that precious," Julius chuckled at her outburst.
No matter how much pain she was in, Angelina was going to kick his ass! Her eyes burned with a passion that he had never seen before but it had yet to faze him. Angelina launched herself to Julius but never made it because with a wave of his hand she crumpled to the ground clutching onto her throat for dear life but after a few minutes of breathlessness he released her.
"Let me make one thing clear to you...I own you now." She looked up at him confused.
"The Curse is what Merlin called his Greatest Disaster, the power to have control over a person. Unlike the Imperius Curse, the Curse, gives one full control mind, body, and soul. I know what your feeling, I know your thoughts, I can pin point you in a second, so don't test me. You can't escape me no matter what you do or where you go, I will find you, and punish you. The Curse was the first of Dark Magic and was somewhat lost to the wizarding world for quite some time."
"Why me?"
"Oh joy, I have been waiting for this one! Angelina believe it or not I have been watching you for quite some time and I have wanted you. Do you know what it is like to want someone for years but their just out of you reach? Well, when opportunity knocks you have to answer. Therefore, you are mine forever."
"What if I don't want to be yours?"
"You'll die simple as that...but you must remember there are rules to this Johnson.
1.You will tell absolutely no one of this.
2.You will obey every command I give you.
3.You are not allowed to have any relationship with any males or females unless it has been cleared with me first.
4.You will sit near me in every class.
5.You will never reject me or to say no to me.
6.No sexual relationships of any kind outside of this one.
7.You will show me respect.
8.You will spend holidays with me...at Hogwarts.
9.You will come to me if you are in need of anything and no one else.
10.You will not violate any of these rules or you will be punished."
By the time, he was done Angelina eyes had been clouded with tears and she was shaking uncontrollably.
"How long will I be under your command?" She asked defeated.
"For as long as I see it fit, because only the one who delivered The Curse can remove it. Freedom is a privilege not a right...you have to earn it back." He spoke coldly before tipping her head to kiss her. The pair kissed for a moment before Angelina pulled back.
"What," he growled aggravated sitting back in the seat.
"What do I tell people...my friends will get suspicious and start asking questions?" She whispered.
Julius pulled her off the ground and into his lap and cradled her naked body against his. He covered her with his cloak and they both sat in silence as he thought of a solution.
"Tell them anything but the truth, your a smart girl improvise," she nodded.
"Is that what you'll tell your friends, anything but the truth?"
"What I tell them is none of your business," he said coldly shoving her next to him.
A moment later the train started and when Angelina glanced out the window, the destination could be seen. Her best guess was that they would be there within minutes.
"Put on some decent clothes and I will be back in a bit and when we get to school, well you know the rules."
Julius got up snatched his cloak from her and retreated out of the compartment leaving her alone...
Dumbledore had returned in a anxious mood and was informed by Professor McGonagall that the Heads were waiting in his office," he breathed in effortlessly as he finally reached his office.
As he reached the inside of his office, he could see the backs of Julius Montague and Angelina Johnson. Julius hand was placed on her knee moving up to her thigh. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat. The pair jumped and turned toward the door.
"As you can see old age hasn't gotten me yet."
"Good evening Headmaster," they both said in unison.
"I wanted the Head Boy and Head Girl to come a day early this year because there is grave news to discuss," the two looked confused.
Dumbledore began the task of retelling the events of Harry Potter's summer and how it might affect the upcoming school year. Once he finished the room's atmosphere had changed, Angelina sat in her seat horror stricken holding tight to the handles on the chair, while on the other hand Julius seemed unfazed.
"Well Professor, as Heads we will take the responsibility of making sure the student body does not go array. As matter of fact, each of the prefects will have a talk with their designated houses to discuss the issue. Student conduct will not be jeopardized on a count of this situation we guarantee you Headmaster," Julius declared wisely.
"Well since you have all this figured out I will be glad to show your dormitory for the year." Dumbledore said heading toward the door with Julius and Angelina on his heels.
Ten minutes after they left his office they came to a portrait of the late Merlin who gazed at them and smiled.
"What will the password be?" Dumbledore asked.
"Let Johnson decide," Julius said nonchalantly.
"Um...I don't know...how about Greatest Disaster?" Angelina asked glancing at Julius whose eyes flickered.
"Fine by me...Greatest Disaster!" Dumbledore announced and the portrait swung open.
Angelina gasped at the mere sight of the common room, while Julius looked on bored. The common room was twice the size of a normal one, elaborately decorated red and green, the evergreen leather couches offset the deep red carpet. The mini library surrounded a large fireplace, which blazed triumphantly. A spiral staircase led to two oak doors opposing the other. Dumbledore guided the pair up the staircase and to their rooms.
Julius opened his door to see a king size bed covered in dark blue silk sheets, his trunk in front of his bed, a dresser to the right of his bed, a desk, a empty bookcase, a door in the corner of his room. He opened it to see a bathroom, which most likely connected to Angelina's room seeing how there, was a door on the other end of the lavatory. He closed the door and walked to the other side of the large room toward the balcony.
"Oh, sorry to interrupt but I wanted to inform you that you will be sharing a bathroom with Ms. Johnson that won't be a problem now will it, Mr. Montague?" Dumbledore spoke.
"No sir, I figured as much thank you."
"Goodnight," Dumbledore said closing the door.
"Goodnight," Julius whispered then returned to the balcony...
Angelina's accommodations were quite similar to Julius' except the color theme was lilac and bed sheets were made out of Egyptian cotton. She also had a vanity set in which she could use to store make up, perfumes, and any other personal items. Angelina too went to the balcony but was stopped by Dumbledore who was on his way out.
(A.N: SEX SCENE ALERT!)
Angelina went to the bathroom to take a shower and forget of what happened that day and what was to come of it. She turned on the water and stripped herself until she was bare. No less then ten minutes into the wash, the door swung opened. She could clearly hear Julius in the background removing his clothing. He slid back the door and stepped inside. Angelina looked slightly nervous as his naked form invaded the shower. Her eyes roamed his godlike body wishing he were someone else. Then her intrusive gaze landed on his genitals. She froze at the site of his long thick cock, for she had seen some in her time but none were that big.
"You look nervous...don't act like you haven't done this before," he soothed kissing her neck.
"Not by choice," she defended as he began to viciously grab at different parts of her body.
Then he grabbed her hand and put it up to his tone chest, then to his abs. While this was happening, they were kissing passionately. To the outside world, the pair looked like a loving couple but it was scaring her. Angelina was enjoying it even though she wasn't suppose to and Julius knew it. He guided her hand down to his manhood and she gasped and pulled away.
"Remember rule number five...now do it," Angelina slowly reached for his cock and firmly held to it and waited instruction.
"Rub me," Julius moaned into her soaked hair.
Angelina did as she was told and moved her hand up and down on his cock occasionally grabbing it. He moaned and moved his head down to suck on her nipples. His moved his hand between her legs and began to massage her. Angelina's breath hitched as she felt the most incredible sensation in her life as he stuck his fingers in her clit. She threw her head back and bit back a moan.
"Stop," Julius, whispered hoarsely snatching her hand away from him.
He looked into her eyes and kissed her once more before picking her up and shoving his cock into her without warning. Angelina whimpered into his shoulder as he violently plunged inside of her.
"You're so fucking tight," Julius grunted while grabbing her ass so he could steady himself.
"Please...Montague slow down," Angelina pleaded with no avail.
He ignored her and continued to thrust his long member into her, while she was sent crashing into the bathroom wall with every thrust. Soon she got use to what was happening, her hips moved against his, and she met every thrust. Soon after that, low moans escaped her lips feeding Julius' fiery as he pounded into her. Within minutes, those low moans slowly turned into screams of passion. An hour later, the pair were still at it, Julius was now grunting loudly as Angelina's vaginal muscles clamped tightly on his cock. Angelina sighed as her orgasm hit like a tidal wave.
"I'm cumming...I'm cumming," Julius screamed releasing his orgasm deep inside of her.
Both were exhausted out of breath and utilizing the wall for ultimate support. Julius rested his head against hers and kissed her once again.
"Did you...need me...to carry you...to your room?" Julius panted and she nodded.
Julius removed himself from her and carried her bridal style to her bedroom. He placed her on the bed.
"You were an okay fuck...I wonder if all the Gryffindor girls are sluts like you," he patronized then retreated to his on room leaving her once again where she hated to be alone...
Wow! I'm done! This story came out of nowhere and I don't know completely where I going with it and the storyline is coming together as time progresses. A LOT OF GRAPHIC SEX, UNDERAGE READERS NOT ALLOWED.
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-Spiggi