Nyssa Betwitches
Nyssa sat in her room facing a terrible problem…
She fancied Harry and she fancied him somewhat bad.
Normally, this was not a problem but there was the fact she was both underaged and her crush was also older then she was and her employer. The girl had been mightily embarrassed when she realised why the front of her knickers and skirt was wet after the ride of Harry's broom.
"Oh bugger" she muttered as she felt something inside her twist at that sentence. She accepted that, at the age of fifteen, she had had her first orgasm from a delightful sexual experience and not the one that had happened from her rape.
"DINNER!" Harry's voice drifted through her door. He'd got home early after hitching a lift on the Express and was dropped off on the approach to Knapford station – letting himself into the empty house and deciding to cook dinner himself for a change. Nyssa had come home from school to find Harry spinning around the room to 'Princes of the Universe' by Queen on an old and slightly battered radio – air guitaring with one foot on the counter with the help of a large wooden spoon. The girl decided that saving the world from a terrible danger allowed you to be a somewhat off key singer, although she knew he could sing perfectly as he'd sung the national anthem a few times.
"Coming!" she called back. Nyssa cleared her mind using a few ways that Harry had taught her, stood and put her book on the bedside table before heading out of her room and going downstairs. She decided to keep her thoughts to herself before Susan and Hermione came to visit that afternoon to bring them the latest news.
"What was your work like today?" asked Harry as they sat down to eat.
"We had to write all about the history of the country" Nyssa replied as she helped herself to roast chicken.
"I guess your reports were nothing short of 'magical', eh?" Harry smirked.
"Well, yeah…" Nyssa rolled her eyes. "That library at Grimmauld Place was huge – being allowed in there with you made me feel at home and not think about my rape or what my father did to me"
"Come, and take choice of all my library, And so beguile thy sorrow" Harry said. At Nyssa's look of confusion and awe, he added "Hermione got me the complete collection of Shakespeare's works for my last birthday. That quote struck a sort of nerve inside me… I don't know why, but it did and its stuck with me ever since"
"Maybe it is because you like reading books and stuff" Nyssa shrugged.
"Maybe… I'm no Ravenclaw, but I find books take us to worlds and places we can't otherwise visit. Kind of brings a sense of order and balance"
"Are you drunk?"
"Merely philosophical" Harry smiled. "Its quiz night tonight at the social – you coming?"
"Not old enough to stay that late in the pub" the girl replied.
"Oh, Tom will look the other way. Besides, it would be good to have a girl on the team for a change" and Nyssa frowned as a dark look briefly passed over the face of her crush and employer.
"Is something wrong?" she asked.
"Why do you ask?"
"I saw the look on your face when you mentioned that guy"
"I knew a Tom when I was a kid at Hogwarts" Harry pushed his plate a little bit away from him and leaned back in his chair. "He owned the Leaky Cauldron and, though he wasn't a Death Eater, I always suspected him of being at least sympathetic to their causes. After the war, we discovered that he was somewhat involved in the Pureblood cause and by how much… During Voldemort's time as a spirit, Tom had been keeping track of all of the Muggle Borns that had entered the magical world. When Voldemort returned and war raged over the country, the bastard handed him each and every name. It was only after we won that it was discovered and the question of what to do came about…"
"What happened?" Nyssa asked. Harry looked at the table before sighing and looking at his ward.
"Me and some of the Hogwarts survivors went to the bar and kidnapped him. After we questioned him for two days solid, and we could get nothing else useful from him, myself and Hannah Abbott took him to the countryside near York and executed him"
"Oh"
"I know you probably think I am evil, but it had to be done quickly and quietly. The official story is that he retired and went away to live in seclusion"
"Why not Hermione or Susan…? Why Hannah?"
"Because Hannah was his sole remaining relative and I felt that this was something she had the right to decide upon" and Harry started finishing his meal. Nyssa watched him closely for several seconds – she had not been through the whole magic war, naturally, but she could see the deep levels of hurt, anger, fear, shame… The war still went on for Harry and the girl wondered if it would ever end.
"Alright" she said.
"Huh?"
"I'll go with you to the quiz night" Nyssa said. Harry looked at her for a moment before nodding in agreement and finishing his meal. After a second portion, he left the table and told Nyssa that he needed to be left alone for an hour – not because of anything they had discussed, but merely that he needed to do some powerful magic in the one room where Nyssa was strictly forbidden from entering. The teenager thought nothing of it as, from what Harry had taught her of magic, there were a lot of spells, charms and potions that demanded heavy amounts of magic that would kill somebody like her if not, at least, seriously injure her. After doing the washing up and sorting out the kitchen, Nyssa went to her room and went through a number of outfits she could wear before deciding on a crushed red velvet skirt, a grey blouse and short black boots that Harry said had been made from dragon skin. He had got her them as one of her many gifts at Christmas and she had taken to wearing them at school as they had charms to make them comfortable all day and warm and dry in poor conditions.
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Harry was lucky that Nyssa had bought the excuse of powerful magic being cast to leave him alone for an hour. What he was actually doing was not exactly meditation but trying to clear his mind of what he remembered. Even now, years after the war, the only people that knew the true story of what happened during and after the war. The Order of the Phoenix spread the official version, naturally, but only Harry and what he called his command staff had the details of the aftermath where they went round and put down those that had supported Voldemort to the extreme – sparing only one parent and the children where possible. He should apologise to Nyssa as he was sure that he had been rude and snappish to her when she had asked her questions. If it had still been around, he was sure that the girl would have given the sorting hat a run for its money trying to put the girl into one of the four great houses at Hogwarts – however, the original hat was destroyed after it had attempted to arm wrestle the giant squid… Forgetting it had no arms.
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The quiz night at the Railway Social went well, even if Harry did have to lie a little about Nyssa's age to get her in past the club secretary who, Harry thought, was a bit of a worst bastard than Voldemort. He'd introduced her to some of his work mates from the time he had been on the works crews, to his fellow Firemen – the pair of women in the roster seemed to like being called Firemen – and to his regular Driver, David. Harry had originally thought about getting Nyssa a soft drink, but decided that a small white wine with lemonade wouldn't be too bad. He began to regret this decision when, after three glasses of that mix, two pints of strong lager and a packet of crisps, the under aged teen got up on the stage with the Fat Controller and dueted with him on 'I Love Rock And Roll' by Joan Jett & the Blackhearts on the karaoke machine.
"Didn't know the old man could sing so well" said one of the Firemen.
"You don't think Fat Controller sits in his office all day filling out paper work, do you?" Harry replied. He looked at the clock on the wall behind the bar, finished his pint and went to the Gents. When he came back, he found Nyssa and told her it was time to go. Once they were seated in the car, he activated the charms that made him look sober and driving normally before sitting back to enjoy the ride home.
"That was a great night out" Nyssa murmured gently to Harry.
"Somebody is going to have a headache in the morning" Harry chuckled.
"Do you have magic potions for that?" Nyssa rummaged through the small purse she held.
"Yeah… I've got some in the pantry you can have tomorrow"
"Ah" the girl withdrew her hand and showed Harry that she'd picked up his house key. "You dropped this before you went to the toilet"
"Did I?" Harry accepted it. A few minutes later, and the pair stood in the middle of the living room. "So, anything else you want to do tonight?" he asked, "Or do you want to get straight to bed?"
"Well there was the one thing that I wanted to do tonight, but I never had the chance" Nyssa looked down at the floor and spoke quietly.
"What?" asked a curious Harry.
"This" and she brought her head back up, grabbed Harry's and smashed her lips into his. She snogged him for a good thirty seconds before pulling away with a bright blush to her cheeks. There was silence, apart from the ticking of the grandfather clock and the one over the mantelpiece, and Harry blinked for several seconds before he grabbed Nyssa, drew her close and returned the passion. After a few moments, he let her go and took a step back – taking in her flushed and glowing look.
"Erm… I don't know what came over me" he said.
"Its… Its okay" Nyssa replied in a whisper. "I really wanted that"
"I think I did as well – just been so long for me" Harry sighed. "Only done it once or twice, so I might be a little rusty"
"Well maybe I can oil the rusty bits" Nyssa fluttered her eyelids at Harry who smiled slightly.
"Are you sure you really want to do this – it is going to change a lot of things between us"
"I know, and I am a little scared, but I want this really badly… I want to be yours forever and a day" and the two of them came together for another kiss with hands running up and down their bodies.
"Let's go somewhere more comfortable" Harry said and gently lead her by the hand to his bedroom. He let her set the pace and soon they lay naked on his bed – Nyssa perched on top of him. "Are you sure you really, really, really want to do this?" he asked her.
"Yes"
"Only I thought your bible had something very certain about having sex before marriage"
"Mmm, but I think I am owed a few favours" she giggled before guiding Harry to the wet folds of her inner core. Looking deep into her eyes, Harry thrust upwards and put himself deep into Nyssa who gasped at sudden feeling of fullness – it was a much better feeling then the rape she had endured. Harry gave her a few moments to get used to his size before starting to move in and out of her – eliciting a few gasps and whimpers of delight. He was partly glad to see her enjoying it as he'd not been kidding when he said that he had only had sex a few times. Once was with Ginny just after the war's end but he'd done it once with Hermione when it was just the pair of them in the tent after Ron had stormed out on them in a fit of jealousy caused by the locket.
"You like that?" he asked huskily.
"Yes… Faster, Harry, oh dear Lord… FASTER!"
"Whatever you want" Harry allowed himself to fall fully under Nyssa's spell and moved in and out of her at a higher speed and the teenager squealed with pleasure as he flipped the pair of them over so he had gravity on his side as he pounded into her with somewhat of an abandon. A little voice in the back of his head argued the point that Nyssa was underaged so their activities were very much against the law. He ignored the voice as he used one hand to massage and kneed Nyssa's left breast and then the right – pulling her nipples as he did so. After what seemed like hours, but was only minutes, Harry felt a building pressure deep inside him. "Nyssa, I'm going to cum"
"Me too" she moaned. "In me"
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Just gimmie a potion – I NEED YOU IN ME!" and she wrapped her legs around Harry's back and drew them in which put Harry over the edge and he exploded his seed deep into her womb. Nyssa orgasmed a few seconds later with an almighty scream as her walls squeezed every last drop out of him. They lay together for several minutes before Harry softened and he slipped out of Nyssa, rolled onto his side and flicked his fingers in a small summoning spell to draw the covers over the sweaty, panting but well sated couple.
#
The following morning, Harry was up and downstairs in the kitchen making breakfast when the floo flared up and Susan's head appeared in the flames.
"Morning, Harry"
"Hey, Sue"
"We've got a problem… Some of the old families have brought a suit against you for putting them into financial ruin"
"When does it take place?" Harry asked as he put a pile of bacon onto a plate.
"This afternoon at half past one"
"Morning, lover boy…" Nyssa limped as she walked in wearing nothing but her knickers from the night before and Harry's shirt.
"Erm" Susan's eyes bulged out in surprise, "Did I interrupt anything?"
"Only breakfast" the girl replied, "Though I was hoping to do something on a full stomach" and she sat at the table and gave off an air of a girl who had been utterly shagged to satisfaction.
"How… How old are you again?" asked Susan.
"Fifteen, but I don't think that is an issue now" and she gave Susan a shit eating grin and turned to her breakfast.
"Sue?"
"Yeah?"
"What are we looking at here?" Harry asked.
"At least seven families have jointly got this case against you – how, we don't yet know" the former Hufflepuff said. "There is an arrest and detention order out on you, but most of the Aurors are refusing to do anything"
"And the rest?" Harry enquired with a raised eyebrow.
"All met with terrible accidents and are in the hospital" she replied with a straight face.
"Alright" Harry ate some sausage and sighed. "Get hold of Hermione and the rest of the old guard together – see what they can manage to work out. We'll meet you at Grimmauld in an hour"
"Right" Susan was about to end the floo call when she suddenly said "Don't talk with your mouth full"
"You should have told me that this morning" Nyssa fired a broadside and sank HMS Susan Bones with epic precision.
"I was right about one thing" Harry chuckled as Susan's face vanished from the fireplace.
"What?"
"Last night is going to make things a hell of a lot more interesting"
A/N:
Short, sweet and the result of me suffering badly from writer's block. Still, at least people get what they have wanted for a few chapters now…!
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Pixel and Stephanie Forever
