This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, one based on smut and my fetish, and considering I had a few ideas regarding the series:

Harry x Hermione x Harem

Harry and Hermione are Soulmates (The Afterlife exists, therefore Heaven, Hell or whatever you believe in must exist, therefore soul mates gotta be a thing.)

Harry is raised by a pureblood witch who goes to live in the muggle world

Electricity works around magic(Diagon Alley is in the middle of London yet no problems happen.)

Muggles are overall more advanced than magicals(hence why this takes in the 2010's instead of the 1990's.)

Magical Britain Bashing(We only see how Magical Britain functions and its corrupt AF, various other countries likely operate differently, are more advanced, less advanced, etc.)

The Weasley Love Potion trope

Weasley(Everyone except Ginny) Snape, Dumbledore and various others bashing

Out of all the Horcruxes Riddle made, only two need to be destroyed(will be explained later)

A Weight Gain fic

Might as well combine them all into one thing.

However, once I get a few chapters posted, I'll post a fetish free version. It'll still have smut, just not my fetish. Maybe, I don't know.

I don't own the characters and I am not JK Rowling. If I was, Harry and Hermione would've gotten together.

Final Warning! If you love Ron, Molly, Dumbledore, Snape and a select few others, turn back right now. If fat women and harems offend you, turn back now. If you ignore these warnings, continue reading and leave a flame, I will immediately assume you have nothing better in life to do and will pity you. PM and review negatively or in a troll like manner and I will call you out in the next chapter.

All characters within this story will be portrayed by their movie actors; so Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson, etc, unless specified. However, even though some movie portrayals are good, they aren't as they're described like the books. Example, Narcissa Malfoy looks MUCH older, along with black and blonde hair in the movies as opposed to how the books describe her as pure blonde and younger looking. So for the most part, every character is their movie appearance with the descriptions I give. Alongside this, I will be naming the pictures I feel will be the best look for the girls. It sucks, I know, effort on your part. That's the one advantage of Wattpad: I can post pictures.

January 1st, 2002

1:23 PM

In a large manor, well out of the way somewhere in Britain, a woman with shoulder length, pure blonde hair, blue eyes, a soft, angelic looking face, with not one wrinkle to be seen, and an absolutely bombshell, hourglass figure briskly walked through the long halls. As she strutted onward, her form fitting, low cut black dress somewhat struggled to contain her figure: her perfectly round, head sized breasts jiggling in a hypnotic way with every step while her bubble butt, each cheek slightly larger than her breasts did the same, although to a lesser extent.

In one hand were two pieces of parchment with elegant writing on each page. In the other was a large box of Mcdonald's french fries, one nearly empty save the last fry which was quickly devoured. Finished with her meal, the woman pulled a stick from somewhere in her dress and waved it, making the box vanish along with the little bits of salt and oil on her lips and fingers.

This was 27 year old Narcissa Malfoy nee Black, a 'pureblood' witch who grew up in a secret society of magical humans and creatures, such as dragons and centaurs and used wands to perform various feats of magic. (But you probably knew this since you're reading a Harry Potter fanfic.)

Entering the 'living room', she came across her 'husband' and fellow blonde Lucius Malfoy, a man with aristocratic features who was sitting in a very expensive looking chair, the Daily Prophet newspaper in hand. Not wasting a second Narcissa shoved the pieces of parchment into Lucius' hands and went off to her bedroom, one that was separate from her husband's.

Unaware of the moderate misfortune that was about to befall him, Lucius began reading the parchment as Narcissa rapidly packed a trunk with various books, clothes and sentimental objects. Once packed, she shrunk her trunk and pocketed it and scribbled out a small note on a more modern looking piece of paper.

As Lucius finished the first sheet of parchment, one detailing the loss of a hefty sum of galleons, Narcissa stepped in front of him and handed the pure white paper, indifferent of his disgust holding the non magical paper, though she did catch him ogling her substantial cleavage. Walking towards the door she entered in the first place, she felt her husband's eyes on her bum. Feeling vindictive, she gave her bum one hard smack before she fired off one last retort.

"GOOD LUCK FINDING SOMEONE THAT CAN MATCH THIS BODY YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"

Troubled by her words, Lucius read the second parchment.

Dear Mister Malfoy

For violating clauses C-7 and D-2 of your marriage contract between the Malfoys and House Black, said marriage contract is hereby canceled, with 75% of the dowry withdrawn from the Malfoy Family Vault and monthly payments ceasing immediately.

Here are the clauses violated:

C-7: Pledging servitude to another magical user

D-2: The murder of a member of House Black

Regards, Shankgrab,

Malfoy Account Manager

PS: You'll reap what you sow later in life.

With that Narcissa walked out the front door of the manor, past the ward lines and Apparated to a private location close to a nice, completely paid off home she owned in Crawley; A place she made certain no other magic user in Britain would ever find without her knowing. Once she arrived at her Apparation location, a small alley she knew for certain had no security cameras, she quickly transfigured her dress back into her original and more comfortable clothing that was more appropriate for the non magical suburbs; simple blue jeans that hugged her figure along with a bright yellow blouse that showed a sliver of her midriff and sneakers.

As for why she had to transfigure her casual wear into a fancy cocktail dress, it was due to the 'man' she just divorced. One she knew wouldn't hesitate to confront her if he caught her in 'muggle rags'. After all, he likely murdered dozens without batting an eye.

Walking out the alley, Narcissa strolled down the suburbs, practically feeling the love in each household as opposed to Malfoy Manor and most other pureblood houses. Eventually, she came across her true home: a nice baby blue, two story home with a red Ferrari parked in the driveway and a pool in the backyard.

Walking up the stone path, she unlocked the front door and entered her humble abode, closing the door behind her. Furnished with the latest technology, furniture, etc, Narcissa kicked her shoes off at the door and grabbed a bathrobe off the coat hanger. Shutting the blinds to the front windows slightly, enough to let light in and deny onlookers the inside of her home, Narcissa let a smile of happiness grown on her face.

"I'm finally free." She giggled.

Narcissa practically skipped towards her couch, a pure white one with three cushions, grabbing the remote to her 60 inch flat screen.

"Free to dress how I want."

Narcissa briskly tore off her blouse and jeans, replacing them with her robe, exposing her flawless body, nary a stretch mark to be seen across her soft, creamy skin alongside her silver bra and panties. With a wave of her wand she sent her day clothes flying into the next room, ready to be washed.

"Free to eat and drink what I want."

With another wand wave a large bottle of Coca-Cola and an extra large pizza pie rushed from the kitchen and onto the coffee table in front of the couch. With another wave steam started rising from the pizza, the heating charm working immediately.

"And best of all, I can finally look how I want."

Plopping herself in the middle of her couch, Narcissa turned on the TV and gave one final wave of her wand for the day and undid her Glamour charm. Instantly, her thin appearance gave way to one about four, five, maybe even six times her size and weight. Her hourglass form became much larger, with her breasts going many sizes, each mammary MUCH larger than the biggest medicine balls while retaining their firmmess and roundness, while her hips and bum expanded much more drastically, wide enough to fill most of the couch and able to rest her chubby hands upon her love handles when needed: she enjoyed it as her hips we're never to be touched by her own hands ever again, considering the furthest point was just a few inches out of her reach. As her hips and bum grew,, her toned stomach quickly expanding as well before resting right above her crotch, leaving her panties barely visible as the perfectly round and squishy orb, along the rest of her obese body, jiggled3 at the abrupt change.

Narcissa's Body: Heavily Stacked by JayKuma

This was Narcissa Black, a former high society witch. Now, a witch that fell in love with both muggle food and the muggle world, gaining hundreds of pounds in three years due to her ultra sedentary lifestyle, more money than she'll know what to do with, her magic, and just plain gluttony. Opening the pizza box, Narcissa moaning in pleasure at the heavenly scent. Not wasting a second, she dug in with reckless abandon, quickly devouring the slice in seconds, crust and all. As soon as she finished the slice she quickly started the second. Within 10 minutes the entire pie was completely gone, a red faced Narcissa leaning back against the couch. Moaning in pleasure, Narcissa was currently massaging every square inch of her stuffed belly, the normally squishy orb noticeably bigger and firmer, reaching half way across her meaty thighs, each one fat enough that even her knees were touching constantly. As her other hand snaked around under the heavy fat slab of a gut and past her stretched panties, she began fingering herself as she began shaking her gut, the vibrations further stimulating her arousal.

Panting, Narcissa reached over for her soda, her chunky bingo wings shakinb and expertly unscrewed the cap of the soda and began chugging it. With every gulp her drink, her stomach slowly got bigger and bigger, tighter and tighter as her pleasure grew alongside her gut. As she finished the last drop, her stuffed stomach was visibly quivering, its contents pushing her body to her current limit. Nearing her climax, Narcissa gave her stomach one last big shake as she plunged her fingers the deepest her obese body could allow. The results were instantaneous: Narcissa gave one final, loud moan as she climaxed hard, copious amounts of sexual fluid flowing out of her womanhood and onto her fingers and couch. Midway through her moan she released a deep, massive belch, one that sent her entire body jiggling, further stimulating her. As her loud belch echoed throughout the house, the empty soda shook at its intensity as her bra could no longer contain herself, the clasp between her breasts snapping off and freeing her breasts, the massive mammaries rippling slightly.

"This is the fucking best life." She lazily thought, giving her gut a light slap.

Weight: 626 Pounds and growing.

AN: The personal and number one reason I'm writing this story is I'm obviously into BBW/SSBBW and Weight Gain, and out of the decent amount of Harry Potter Weight Gain stories, not one is a Harry x Hermione. (Although Luna's Lovehandles by 7SinsofWG on Deviantart might become Lunar Harmony, I'm not taking a chance hoping for it). I'm a die hard Harmony Shipper, and that there hasn't been a Harmony WG story at this point is surprising to be honest. I will be honest, I thought Ron was OK in Books 1-3, but Books 4-7, I started to down right despise and hate him and the fact every other Harry Potter WG story ships Ron and Hermione together frankly annoys me.

Anyway, continuing, as I consider myself a man of the people, if any of you readers have an idea for this story, please say something, and if I like it, I'll try to incorporate it somehow.