Lily Potter, the smartest witch since Rowena Ravenclaw, was not content with death, so she decided to be reincarnated in a muggleborn witch by the name of Hermione Granger.
Hermione was a young girl with an IQ ranging in the two hundreds. Her parents were dentists.
Hermione's hair was straight and brown with strong auburn highlights. Her best friend was a pureblood witch by the name of Ginny Weasley, and her husband was the boy-who-lived, Harry Potter.
Hermione met Harry for the first time at the Leaky Cauldron. Harry had offered to take Hermione to the best stores and pay for all of her stuff. Hermione's parents, being a middle class couple with a modest income, were quick to agree.
Harry had taken Hermione to Knockturne Alley. Borgin and Burkes was their first stop. Harry bought Hermione a gold watch and a Celtic promise ring.
Their next stop was Proper Wizarding Wear. "We're going to get robes. I must explain that the longer a person's robe, the less political power they are assumed to have. We will be getting the shortest robes available for our respective genders. Dan, may I have a visual of the Granger family crest?"
"Of course, Harry," said Dan, pulling out his wallet and showing him the crest embroidered on the side. Harry took the crest to the tailor, ordering five robes for each of them. The Potter family crest was embroidered in black over the right breast area, and the Granger family crest was embroidered in black over the left breast area. Harry's robes looked like fancy suit coats while Hermione's robes appeared to be skimpy dresses. Harry ordered black slacks for himself, and black tights to protect Hermione's modesty. Formal boots were also purchased.
The next stop was the blacksmith's shop, where the goblin greeted Harry. "I hope to arm you two to the teeth."
Harry ordered a Mythril Longsword with a bronze Claymore for both him and Hermione. Then, he ordered the standard silver Katana and matching Rapier for each of them. A pair of silver hunting knives was forged for them both. A hundred pound draw bow and quiver with silver tipped arrows for each of them was another purchase. Finally, they purchased the standard goblin focus, which was a Mythril long-knife with a gemstone embedded in the handle. A kit of potion knives and a hardened iron cauldron with matching scales was their last purchase at the blacksmith
At the apothecary, they purchased a top of the line potion ingredient kits and crystal vials. At the general store, they purchased fine dragon hide gloves and boots, top of the line telescopes, trunks, and wizarding tents. They entered Diagon and headed to Ollivanders, where they showed him their goblin-made foci and asked him to take a look at them. Ollivander tested the goblin-made foci and oiled them before proclaiming them fit for spell-casting.
At Gringotts, Harry and Hermione met Sharpdeath, the Potter family account manager.
"Interesting, you seem quite taken with this mudblood," observed Sharpdeath. Harry drew his knife and pointed it at Sharpdeath threateningly. "Don't insult my friends."
"I meant no offense, the term mudblood comes from the beliefs of the Christian church that humanity was created from the ground," said Sharpdeath. "Nice knife, it should serve you well, far better than any wand those wand-wavers could come up with." Hermione drew her knife and showed it to Sharpdeath. "Goblin weapons are rarely seen being wielded by wizard kind, it is a travesty. Even rarer does your kind bear our foci to cast spells with. I am honored that you have both." Harry was given a copy of his account ledger. As he reviewed the executive summary, Sharpdeath pricked Hermione's finger to test her lineage.
Bloodline of Hermione Jane Granger, reincarnation of Lily Evans Potter.
Mother: Emma Jane Granger
Father: Daniel Jean Granger
Soul Mate: Harry James Potter/Salazar Slytherin, Luna Celeste Lovegood, Susan Amelia Bones, Daphne Anastasia Greengrass, Ginevra Molly Weasley, Marietta Edgecombe, Cho Chang, Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Bennett, Romilda Vane (destined to die within five years of now at the hands of Lord Voldemort)
Heiress to: Ancient and Noble House of Dagworth-Granger, Ministerial House of Thatcher, Presidential House of Carter, Presidential House of Kennedy, Ministerial House of Churchill, Feudal House of Hitler (to be kept secret for obvious reasons)
Blood status: squibborn pureblood
Magical Abilities: Affinity for Dark Magic, Affinity for Black Magic, Affinity for Blood Magic, Affinity for Necromancy, Affinity for Soul Magic, Affinity for Earth Magic, Affinity for Fire Magic, Affinity for Yin Magic, Affinity for Yang Magic, Affinity for chakra control, Affinity for Lightning Release
Merlin Magic Power Index #: 980
Recommended Schooling: Seven years at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, Four years or more at Salem Witches University
Sharpdeath grinned. "Your greatness will be legendary." He then pricked Harry's finger.
Bloodline of Harry James Potter, reincarnation of Salazar Slytherin.
Mother: Lily Evans Potter
Father: James Charlus Potter
Soul Mates: Hermione Jane Granger/Lily Evans Potter, Luna Celeste Lovegood, Susan Amelia Bones, Daphne Anastasia Greengrass, Ginevra Molly Weasley, Marietta Edgecombe, Cho Chang, Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Bennett, Romilda Vane (destined to die within five years from now at the hands of Lord Voldemort)
Blood Status: Pureblood
Heir to: Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, Ancient and Most Noble House of Black, Venerable House of Le Fay, Royal House of Pendragon, Ancient House of Peverell, Imperial House of Bonaparte, Presidential House of Washington, Presidential House of Jefferson, Presidential House of Lincoln, Presidential House of Grant, Presidential House of Cleveland, Presidential House of Reagan
Magical Abilities: Parselmouth, Affinity for Light Magic, Affinity for White Magic, Affinity for Life Magic, Affinity for Wind Magic, Affinity for Water Magic, Affinity for Yin Magic, affinity for Yang Magic, affinity for chakra control, Affinity for Lightning Release
Merlin Magic Power Index #: 1000
Recommended Schooling: Seven Years at Beauxbatons Academy for Magic, four or more years at Salem Witches University
"You two will be the strongest couple in history. Your soul mates will also be strong, and you will meet them in time," said Sharpdeath.
At the Knockturne Managerie, they purchased a pair of Nightmare Stallions, a black cat, a dire wolf, a centaur mare, a female pureblood vampire, a female pureblood lycan, a female goblin, and a female mermaid. At the broom shop, Harry purchased a Ford Fusion Bolt racing broom for Hermione, and a John Deer racing broom for himself. After all, nothing runs like a deer.
"Greetings, Mr. Potter," said Minister Fudge. "Please introduce me to your lady friend."
"This is Hermione Dagworth-Granger, heiress to the Ancient and Noble House of that name. She is one of my soul-mates," said Harry. He was interested in the minister's reaction.
"One of them?" asked Fudge incredulously. His incredulity must have shown, as the Potter Lord chuckled. Keep a strait face, Cornelius. You're a veteran politician, you know better than to show incredulity in front of a potential political ally or opponent.
"Indeed, I have quite a few," said Harry. "You'd recognize the family names if I told you." Harry was certainly interested in what the minister's reply to that bone would be.
"Oh really," pondered Fudge, "humor me." The dog has given chase to the bone, observed Harry. I'll humor him, as it were.
"My soulmates are Hermione Jane Granger, Luna Celeste Lovegood, Susan Amelia Bones, Daphne Anastasia Greengrass, Ginevra Molly Weasley, Marietta Edgecombe, Cho Chang, Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, and Alicia Bennett," said Harry. That should sate the minister's curiosity.
Quite the list of family names, mused Fudge, the young Potter Lord will have a harem of witches that will be the envy of every wizard alive. Can't say he doesn't deserve it after he saved the wizarding world from imminent destruction.
"Talking about them isn't why I'm here," said Harry. "I have reason to believe that Voldemort is not completely dead. Tell me, minister, have you heard of Horcruxes?" Fudge paled. Voldemort created those abominations, under the nose of the ministry no less! I can't believe it! "I require exemptions for myself and my soulmates from the reasonable restriction for underage wizardry." He knew that his request would be easily granted. It wasn't like he was asking for anything major.
"I can grant this, Lord Potter," said the Minister. Lord Potter knows how to play the game, it seems. Make small requests that are easily granted, then the bigger requests will be painted as a rare favor. Fudge had to respect the young Lord's political acumen. "Is that all?"
"I will require an auror to act as a bodyguard for myself and my mates," said Harry. This request is a bit more demanding.
"Certainly, Lord Potter, your safety is my number one concern. I shall assign an auror to protect you," said Fudge, "any preferences."
"A comely female auror would be preferable. One that can satisfy my needs until my mates are old enough," replied Harry. "if you know what I mean." Minister Fudge certainly did know, and was not surprised by the young Lord's desires. Young wizards have needs that young witches would be hard pressed to satisfy. He certainly remember his older lover that he'd had at that age. I'll assign Amelia. That woman could certainly use some humility, and being Harry Potter's plaything will accomplish that quite nicely. He called to his secretary, ordering her to fetch Amelia.
"I'd like to introduce you to Amelia Bones, her job will be to ensure your safety and satisfy your needs," said Fudge. Amelia certainly did not miss the emphasis on needs.
"A pleasure to meet you, Lord Potter," said Amelia. "I will protect you with my life and satisfy your desires." She certainly wouldn't mind that part. The young Potter was a meal that Amelia was dying to taste.
"Farewell, Minister, I shall take Amelia and go," Harry said, leading Hermione and Amelia out of the room.
The trio made their way to Harry's house in Knockturne Alley.
He showed Hermione to the guest room, and then headed to the master bedroom with Amelia in tow. "My dear Amy, you are wearing far too much clothing," he said to the young Auror, hinting that he wanted her to disrobe. Amelia removed her scarlet Auror's robe, revealing her black bra and lacy black panties. "That's better," purred Harry, massaging Amelia's breasts thru her bra, causing the stern Auror to moan in pleasure.
"Please Harry, make love to me," said Amelia, loving the way that the young wizard made her feel.
Harry drank in the sight of the half-naked Auror. So damn sexy! "I want you naked, now!" Harry could feel his member stretching his pants painfully. As Amelia unclipped her bra, releasing her petite, perky tits, Harry removed his jacket and dress shirt, revealing his naked torso. As Amelia pulled her panties off, Harry removed his trousers and boxers, revealing his erect member. Amelia licked her lips. "Suck," commanded Harry.
Getting down on her knees, Amelia hastily took Harry's massive meat into her hungry mouth, sucking him off like it was her job. Harry moaned as she deep-throated him. He grabbed her head and pulled it down, shoving his dick further into her esophagus. With a grunt, he released his seed into her mouth. She swallowed his tasty offering. "Now fuck me, Harry," demanded Amelia.
"Not until you get my name right, to you it's 'master', you're nothing more than a slave to my cock," said Harry. Amelia couldn't believe how wet his demanding tone made her feel.
"Yes, master," whimpered Amelia, "please fuck me."
"Very well, slave," said Harry, pushing his length into her tight pussy. She moaned as he fucked her with long, hard thrusts. She was in heaven, her body truly enslaved to his will. She felt her pleasure build up in her loins until the build up became painful, however, her release refused to come. Was Harry controlling her climax? No, not Harry, he was her master. Which begged the question, was her master withholding her orgasm from her?"
"Why can't I cum, master?" asked Amelia. Harry chuckled.
"You won't cum until I let you cum, slave," said Harry.
"Please let me cum, master, the build up hurts!" exclaimed Amelia. Harry smirked and reached down to rub his slaves clit.
"You won't cum until I'm ready to cum, slave. My pleasure comes first," said Harry. "You're just my bitch. If I want you to be in pain, then pain you will feel. Your pleasure is a privilege that belongs to your master." Amelia shook as the build up became increasingly more painful. She whimpered as her master continued to deny her the bliss of release. As her master continued to torment her by withholding her orgasm, she writhed in agony. "Here it comes, slave, I'm going to fill you up," said Harry, triggering his slave's release as he painted her insides with his thick baby batter. Amelia felt his release flow in to her, impregnating her. He pulled out, flipping his slave over. "We're far from done, slave."
Amelia whimpered as she felt Harry's tip prod at her back door. She had always been apprehensive about anal, and had never allowed a man the privilege of taking her anal cherry. She somehow knew that refusing her new master anything was a bad idea, so she relaxed as her master plunged into her untouched hole. She moaned as her ass was split open by her master's tool. It was quite painful, but Amelia found pain caused by her master to be quite pleasurable. She screamed as her master sodomized her, completely claiming her body. One reason that witches were slow to accept anal is that receiving a man's load into your asshole enslaves your will to the man that claimed her asshole. Amelia was an independent woman, and thus had been reluctant to give anyone that much control over her. However, as she felt her master release his load into her waiting rectum, she was content. Even if he hadn't taken her asshole, she would still be his slave, just not by magical means. That she was magically enslaved to her master made her feel extremely happy. "I love you, master."
"I love you too, Amy," said Harry softly, "but I love your ass more." Amelia laughed. Her master was truly a man.