STORY TITLE: Harry Potter and the Ritual Year
PART: 05 of ?
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson ( )
DISTRIBUTION: Questionable Questing, Hentai-Foundry, , Archive of Our Own, HPFFA
DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers.
SUMMARY: Post War, Hogwarts is suffused with Dark Magic and it needs a series of Rituals to remove it. What will the effect of the Rituals have on Harry and the Witches chosen to help him?
FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Multi
RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT: 7,551
SPOILERS: None, if you don't know how the Harry Potter story goes by now, why are you reading this story? For the background of Harry and Hermione, it would help if you'd read Hermione's Summer of Conquest.
WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, Dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.
AUTHORS NOTES: A slightly AU sequel to Hermione's Summer of Conquest, because Tonks never got involved with Remus.
ADDITIONAL NOTE: In canon, Myrtle Warren (Moaning Myrtle) was a Ravenclaw, but for this story, I've traded her to Hufflepuff for their Keeper and two future draft picks. Don't worry about it, it doesn't affect much of the story, but it does make something easier for me.
NOTE ON THE TITLE CHANGE: The story as it's developing doesn't fit the original title, and the new title is a more accurate reflection of what is happening. That's what happens when the characters start telling you the story.
CASTING NOTES: Fleur Delacour is played by Model Rhian Sugden
Padma and Parvati Patil are played by Model Courtnie Quinlan
Susan Bones is played by Leanna Decker
Lavender Brown is played by Model Danielle Sellers
Daphne Greengrass is played by Alexandra Daddario
Tracey Davis is played by Model Nicola Paul
Pansy Parkinson is played by Model Melissa Clarke
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Myrtle's Bathroom
Friday, January 1st, 1999
12:45 am
Myrtle was still smiling widely as she drifted into her bathroom, her memory full of the scenes she had just watched, and how they caused her to feel something besides misery for the first time in over 50 years! Just the way the misery had been taken away would be enough to make her feel better, but as the ritual went on, she started feeling excitement, and it was hard to believe, but she was even feeling randy for the first time in her existence!
She wasn't really paying attention to her surroundings as she floated through the door into the room that had been her home for so long, she was thinking about how Master Harry looked when he was shagging Tonks, and it only seemed right to think of him as Master, since almost all the others called him that, and it made them happy. She was still amazed at the way Master Harry had looked at Tonks, with love and happiness, and how he paid attention to her, to make sure she got to climax before he did, which was so different from what she'd seen over the years.
Once she was inside her favorite stall, she gave in to the urge she'd felt earlier and reached for the buttons on her blouse. She was hoping that, with the way she was feeling that she could actually affect the clothing this time. When the buttons felt solid to her fingers, her smile got even wider and soon she had the cloth pulled apart and tugged out of the waistband of her skirt. Trembling, she shrugged her shoulders, making the blouse drop away from her back, and she pulled her arms free of the clothing, almost giggling at feeling the freedom to move again.
Reaching behind her, she fumbled with the clasp of her bra, sighing happily as she was able to open it and pull it away from her breasts, dropping it on the floor of the stall on top of her blouse. Her movements quickened as her confidence rose, Myrtle kicked off her shoes and popped the button on her skirt, tugging down the zipper she shoved the skirt down over her hips, taking her knickers with it as they landed on the floor.
Closing her eyes, she sat back on her toilet and spread her legs, one hand moving between her legs, touching herself for the first time in so long, and if she still breathed she would have sighed happily at how nice it felt. Her other hand was playing with her jigglies, rubbing her palm over the nipples and giggling as they stood to attention, and fondling her globes. It felt so good she knew she would want to do it all the time.
Relaxing into the feelings, Myrtle let herself drift, imagining that she wasn't alone in her stall, that Pansy was behind her, kissing the side of her neck, and it was the other girl's hands that were cupping her boobies and her fingers and thumbs that suddenly pinched them, making her gasp in surprise, before letting the pleasure soar through her body.
Pansy was behind her, but Master Harry was in front of her, his fingers stroking her pussy, sliding one of them into her and moving it around, rubbing the walls and sending shivers of unfamiliar pleasure all through her body. He added another finger, and she moaned at the stretching feeling, his fingers pumping inside her and she jerked, trying to move to bring his fingers deeper into her pussy, but he stopped her, adding a third finger and leaning over her, his piercing green eyes capturing hers before he lowered his face to hers, and his mouth was capturing hers, kissing her strongly, and she opened her mouth letting his tongue in, he was so much stronger than her, his body overwhelming hers and the feeling of his fingers plunging into her body, his thumb brushing the nubbin at the top, and it was all too much, Pansy's lips and teeth on her throat nipping lightly, her hands playing with her boobs as Master claimed her mouth, the pleasure burst over her without warning and she cried out in shock, feelings she'd never imagined flooding her body and washing her away.
Myrtle floating in the sea of bliss for a second, a minute, an eternity, it didn't matter but eventually she was aware of herself and her surroundings and she laughed in exultation, feeling satisfied for the first time she could remember, and knowing that she could feel that way whenever she wanted now. Just another thing to thank Master Harry and his ladies for.
Opening her eyes, she blinked, before taking off her glasses and grabbing some tissue from the bog roll. Rubbing the lenses, she put them on again, but the scene hadn't changed, her stall looked completely different, the cracks in the walls were gone, the floor was smooth and clean, and when she stuck her head through the door to her stall, the sinks and mirrors gleamed just like they were brand new.
Shaking her head, Myrtle wondered what more surprises the world had for her? She couldn't wait to find out.
HPATRY & HPATRY & HPATRY
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Great Hall
Friday, January 1st, 1999
12:30 pm
Harry was grinning as he sat down next to Hermione and Susan, and the two of them looked at him curiously. "What's got you grinning like that, Harry? Sure, the ritual last night drove back more of the feeling of darkness, but neither Sue or I noticed anything else different. So what did we miss?"
He shook his head, "You didn't really miss anything, I was in a couple of places neither of you would have had any interest in visiting. I spent the morning down in the Chamber of Secrets, so I went through Myrtle's bathroom, and it looks completely different, almost like it was brand new. Myrtle wasn't there, so I didn't get to talk to her, but when I went down into the Chamber, the slide had been replaced by a flight of stairs, which took longer but was a lot cleaner than the way Ron and I forced Lockhart to go the first time." His smile dropped briefly as he thought about Ron, who had died on Hogwarts Lawn in the final battle.
Pushing the sadness away, he continued "Anyway, the caved in area was completely repaired and the whole section was clean, and there were lights floating all through it. And when I got to the doors to the Chamber itself, it looked completely different than it did all those years ago. Sure, the statues of Slytherin were all over the place, but the same lights were floating near the ceiling of the Chamber and there were a half dozen doors in different parts of the room. They were all locked with different Parseltongue passwords, so I was only able to get into two of them, the first one seemed to be a potions lab, but all the ingredients were gone of course, but the other was a lot more interesting, it was Slytherin's study, and there were portraits of all four founders!"
He held up his hand to stop the cascade of questions before they could get started. "Yes, the portraits are awake, and no, they didn't all speak to me, but they did smile at me. Godric said that it wasn't time for us to talk, but they would be waiting until the time was right. I'm not sure what he was talking about, but I wasn't going to argue.
"I also got the impression that I should leave the Chamber, they would let me know when I should come back. It was a strange feeling, but I decided to go for a fly since the weather was clear, and I went and grabbed my Firebolt and, on a whim, I send messages to all the dorms, and walked up to Gryffindor Tower to see if any of the younger students wanted to go for a fly.
"That's the other reason I'm grinning, not only did I get students from all four houses wanting to get together, but when I stepped into the Gryffindor Common Room, everything was looking great! Even the chair by the fire, the one that Crooks loved to claw, was looking brand new again. And when I led the few Gryffs down to the Entryway, I talked to the kids from the other houses, and they said their dorms were cleaned up and repaired too. The funny thing is, Blaise Zabini commented that the oppressive feeling of darkness in the dorms was gone as well."
Hermione nodded, "That only makes sense, with all the witches but Tonks being from Slytherin it stands to reason that the dungeons would get more of the magical effects of the ritual we did."
"Okay, so now we know why you are grinning," Susan asked, "did anything else interesting happen? Hermione and I were in the dorm, catching up on our sleep after last night."
"Just that when I got them all in the air, I saw a bunch of younger years from all four houses that had some real Quidditch talent, so whoever is the Gryffindor Captain next year is going to have to look to their laurels if they want to keep the Quidditch Cup!"
The girls rolled their eyes, but he didn't care, just because they didn't understand the joy of flying and the excitement of the game, didn't mean that everybody was so deprived.
Looking down the table, he saw that all of the girls were there, except for Pansy, and he asked the girls next to him if they had seen her. Hermione shook her head, but Astoria nodded, "She was still in her room when we went to lunch, Myrtle stopped in to see her a couple of hours ago, and the two of them were still sitting and chatting when I knocked on her door before we left."
He grinned, that was a friendship he wouldn't have expected, but if they enjoy it, more power to the two of them.
Grabbing a sandwich and some crisps, he started eating as he listened to the conversations around him.
HPATRY & HPATRY & HPATRY
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
South Wing, Pansy's Room
Friday, January 1st, 1999
Same Time
Pansy wiped her eyes, the tears of laughter had made it difficult to see her guest. And wasn't that a surprise, that Myrtle came back for a visit and specifically wanted to see her! But once Myrtle started talking, about how lonely she had been all through school, and how she had reacted to Pansy's comment the night before, it made sense, and Pansy was always happy to make a new friend.
Of course, that wasn't the only that thing that surprised her when Myrtle arrived. Pansy had been sitting on her bed reading, wearing nothing but her skin just like always, when Myrtle stuck her head through the door. Wanting to be polite, Pansy started dressing but Myrtle shocked her by starting to take her clothes off. She didn't think that ghosts could do that! Otherwise wouldn't the Bloody Baron have changed into a clean tunic if nothing else.
But she soon forgot all about the nudity, as she and Myrtle started talking. They had got through all the serious parts of the conversation, and Myrtle started talking about how she reacted to the ritual the night before, and how surprised she was to feel aroused. Pansy felt a twinge of pity for the girl, especially since she had been nothing but satisfied ever since Master Harry had taken her into that empty classroom, but remembering what she had to put up with before when Snape and Draco were running rampant, she could understand how Myrtle was feeling.
But then Myrtle described in vivid detail what had happened when she got back to her bathroom after the ritual, and Pansy started getting excited for the other girl as she started talking about how excited she got being able to affect her clothes, and how free she felt being naked. Pansy could understand that, she honestly hated the times she had to put clothes on to leave the South Wing. If she didn't have to attend classes she would have happily stayed naked 24 hours a day!
By the time Myrtle was describing how she had pictured her and Master Harry taking her as she touched herself Pansy couldn't help but spread her legs and fingering herself, imagining the scene, and soon Myrtle was fingering herself as well, both of them getting each other more excited as they lost themselves in the fantasy until they cried out simultaneously and collapsed on the bed.
When she became aware of herself, Pansy was amused to see that she had already started licking her fingers clean and Myrtle was mimicking her, licking her own fingers. It was a shame that the girl was a ghost because as worked up as they were Pansy would love to show her just how good a tongue could feel.
Sitting up, she grinned at Myrtle, "Damn! That was one hell of a scene, it's too bad we can't re-enact it right now, so you can experience the real thing. But, I'll mention it to Master Harry, if there's a way to make it happen, he'll be the one to do it. I don't think he knows the word 'impossible'"
Myrtle smiled, "Really? You'd do that for me? That would be fantastic, I loved seeing Master Harry in action last night, and would love to experience it for myself."
Pansy laughed, shaking her head, "Oh no, that wasn't Master Harry last night, that was just Harry driving Tonks out of her mind. No, when you encounter Master Harry, you'll know it. For example, the day that he claimed me..."
Myrtle listened, her eyes wide as Pansy described how Master Harry had taken her into an empty classroom, and how she was soaking her knickers and fumbling with her uniform at just a word from him, and how he tied her to the desk with her knickers in her mouth as he spanked her.
By the time Master had her kneeling in front of him, his cock plunging into her mouth, Myrtle was working three fingers into her pussy and two into her arse, and she was babbling incoherently as another climax crashed over her.
Pansy wasn't far behind her, just remembering how Master Harry had claimed her, and then put the collar and leash on her, having her kneel in front of Mistress, she was on the jagged edge of cumming herself, and finally let herself go, letting the beautiful feelings rush over her until she was washed away.
Pansy was just starting to come back to herself when she saw something out of the corner of her eye. Turning her head, it looked like Lady Helena was standing there with an approving smile, but before she was able to focus, she was gone. 'What the hell was that all about?' she wondered, but then Myrtle was stirring and she put the ghostly visitor aside.
She started to say something, but her stomach grumbled, reminding her that she hadn't eaten since breakfast. Checking the time, she swore, there were only another 30 minutes left to get something to eat.
Grabbing her clothes, she started dressing. Turning to Myrtle she said, "I'm really sorry, but I just remembered I haven't eaten in hours, and I'm starving. Would it bother you if I was eating while we continued our conversation?"
Myrtle had started to look unhappy, but when Pansy invited her along, she smiled happily, "No, it won't bother me, but thanks for asking, I'd love to join you!"
Pansy finished dressing and Myrtle put her clothes back on as they hurried down to get the last of lunch, still chatting easily.
HPATRY & HPATRY & HPATRY
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry
Myrtle's Bathroom
Sunday, February 14th, 1999
After Breakfast
Myrtle stuck her head out of her stall at the sound of her name being called. She smiled when she saw Pansy coming through the door and came all the way through the stall door.
"Pansy, hi! I thought you would be having a lie-in this morning, since you were out so late last night."
The other girl giggled, shaking her head, "Couldn't stay asleep, too excited from last night, and I knew you were curious so I wanted to tell you about it! Do you want to come back to the South Wing with me, or maybe we can go up to the Seventh Floor and I can show you?"
"Ooh! Let's go up to the Seventh Floor, I really want to watch you dancing."
It only took a few minutes to reach the tapestry of Barnabas and his dancing trolls, and Pansy created the room to be a duplicate of the Stag's showroom. Myrtle took a seat in the front of the stage and sat back.
This was going to be a new experience for her, she'd watched the girls practicing of course, but this was going to be the real show, and she couldn't wait to see what Pansy did. It wasn't so much the nudity, Myrtle had spent so much time in the South Wing visiting Pansy and the other girls that she didn't even notice anymore. No, it was that Pansy wanted to dance just for her that made it so special.
The lights on the stage were dark, and then suddenly there was a burst of music coming out of the speakers, Myrtle didn't recognize the song but it had a very fast beat and made her want to get up and dance. Before she could move, a light hit the curtains at the back of the stage and they pulled apart as Pansy strutted into view. Myrtle's jaw dropped in shock, because Pansy was wearing a Slytherin uniform, but it was for a younger year, so the skirt and blouse were fairly snug, showing all the girl's curves. Myrtle was frozen in her seat, her eyes locked on Pansy as she moved across the stage, her hands toying with the buttons of her jacket until the music hit a peak and she popped the buttons, sliding the jacket off her body and leaving it on the floor.
The second song started, and it was a bit slower, letting Pansy sway in place for a short while, and their eyes met making Myrtle moan at the desire burning in the other girl's eyes. She couldn't help herself, but Myrtle's hands started fumbling with her skirt until she got it open and pushed it down her legs to the floor, and one hand slipped into her knickers to touch herself.
The desire she saw in Pansy's eyes got even hotter as the girl started dancing again, unbuttoning her blouse and tossing it off the stage, where it landed on the seat next to Myrtle. She kept moving to the music as she slid her skirt down her legs, leaving her in just her knickers, bra, and the green and silver tie hanging between her breasts.
Myrtle moaned as Pansy reached behind her, releasing her bra and slowly sliding the straps down her arms, holding the cups in place with one hand. Turning her back, she kept dancing until she dropped the covering and turned back to Myrtle, her full breasts exposed and swaying as she danced. Myrtle's fingers were plunging into her pussy and her other hand was fondling her breasts as she stared, her excitement building until it was almost painful, but she didn't let herself go, she kept watching Pansy dancing for her.
She barely noticed that the song had changed, only that Pansy was moving faster across the stage, and leaping into the air to grab the pole in the center, wrapping her legs around it and releasing her hands, sliding back down toward the stage until she released her legs and moved into a handstand, holding it for a long moment before lowering herself into a split, pulling the ribbons on the sides of her knickers at the same time, so she was completely nude and showing her shaved pussy as the music ended and the lights went out.
Myrtle couldn't help herself, everything just got to be too much, and with a loud cry she let go and the pleasure that had been building from the beginning crashed over her, leaving her shuddering in her seat as signals of bliss flooded through her body, until she let herself go and rode the waves of ecstasy as they took her on their journey.
When she was aware again, Pansy was still naked, but she was kneeling over her, her knees on the arms of the chair and her pussy inches from Myrtle's face. "Naughty Myrtle, you weren't supposed to get yourself off yet, you almost missed the best part, where I give you a lap dance and you can see how hot I am for you, and how much I hope that Master Harry finds a way for you and me to touch each other, so I can taste you and show you just how to touch me. And then Master Harry will join us, and you can get down on your knees and worship his cock, licking and sucking until he swells in your mouth so you swallow his cum, but what you can't swallow I'll lick up off your face and tits. Master will still be hard and he will lay you down on your back and spread your legs, rubbing the head of his cock along your pussy, and I'll be stroking you, getting you even wetter to take his cock inside your pussy, to claim your body.
"And you will be losing your mind in excitement, so I lean over and kiss you, my tongue in your mouth as you gasp, feeling Master's cock stretching you, filling you as you've only ever imagined, you can feel his power as he fucks you, he claims your pussy just like he did your mouth, and you know that when he finishes, he's going to roll you over and have you hold your arse open for him. I'm going to use my fingers and tongue to get you all stretched out for him, and wet enough, even before he uses the spells to get you ready, that you can give yourself to him completely and feel nothing but pleasure...
"But since you already got yourself off, I guess you don't want me to tell you all about it, do you?"
Myrtle whimpered.
HPATRY & HPATRY & HPATRY
South Wing
Bathing Area
Sunday, March 21st, 1999
3:00 pm
Hermione sighed as Padma worked the shampoo into her hair, while Parvati made sure that she was completely clean. It was earlier than she usually had her girls bathe her, but since she was actually participating in the Ritual tonight, with Lavender as the focus, it took a good bit of extra time to be prepared. She wasn't the only one getting the treatment though, in the tub next to her Penelope was being pampered by Hannah and Patty Abbott, and Pretty Girl was enjoying being cleaned by Pansy and Ginny, with Myrtle floating beside Pansy watching everything they did. Hermione still wanted to shake her head at the strange bond between the two girls, but it made both of them happy so she wasn't going to complain.
Hearing a soft moan from the tub across from her, she grinned at the way Astoria was floating in the water, as Daphne and Tracey got her ready.
Hermione smiled as she closed her eyes to let her pets pamper her. If anybody had told her a year ago, when she, Harry and Ron had been running for their lives trying to find the last of Riddle's Horcruxes, that less than a year later she would have four devoted concubines, and sharing several more, including a Veela with Harry, she would have thought they had been getting at Trelawney's sherry bottle! But here they were, and she couldn't be happier!
Hearing a very familiar giggle, she cracked open her eyes and saw Lavender step into her bath, with Tonks and Fleur washing her. The lights in the room flashed off of the metal tag on the collar around her throat, and even at this distance Hermione could read the engraving, 'Lavender, Proud Property of Master Harry and Mistress Susan'. Harry and Susan had taken Lavender to get the tag engraved at the same time they got her nipples and hood pierced, on Lavender's birthday last month.
The three of them knew from the first morning that the busty blonde wanted nothing more than to wear a collar, but they waited until she found the courage to ask Mistress Susan to collar her that Susan put the silk collar around Lavender's throat, and added the jewel to the control disc. Lavender was thrilled to have the collar, but it was her idea to get the tag to put on the collar, so Harry and Susan had taken her to Justine to get pierced, just like Harry had done with Cho, and Harry and her had taken Luna on her birthday. It was turning into a tradition, taking their slaves/concubines/pets whatever they called themselves, to get their first piercings on their birthday. So far all of the girls have absolutely loved their jewelry and were eager to show them off.
Although Padma had mentioned the idea of getting a small tattoo on the inside of her thigh that proudly declared she belonged to Mistress Hermione, and Parvati was enthusiastic about the idea. Hermione did like the idea, especially since the girls were the first witches she had collared and was extremely pleased with the two of them.
Of course, Pansy had to be different when her birthday came around. It was the day before Valentine's Day, and she had gotten together with Ginny, Luna, Hannah, Patty, Padma, and Parvati, and all of them asked if, after Pansy got her jewelry, if they could go to the Stag and take a turn on the stage? Harry had just laughed and agreed but said that Ginny and Patty would have to wait until next year because they weren't 18 yet, and he didn't want them to get arrested.
The two girls were disappointed, but Harry agreed to have a private stage set up in the Room of Requirement and invited several women they knew to watch. It was the same guests that were at the show in Grimmauld Place for Padma and Parvati's birthday, so it was no trouble to get Angelina and Charity Burbage, who was interested in seeing the change in the castle after the rituals. Plus Penelope and Pretty Girl were in the audience, and all the girls were excited to dance for Penny, to show off what they had learned from the older girl.
Thinking over the girls who haven't gotten their collar yet, Daphne, Astoria, and Tracy are the ones who have their birthdays next, so she and Susan will need to keep an eye on the three girls. Astoria will probably be the first to ask, considering how close she is to Patty Abbott, who was collared by Susan months ago.
It was a good thing that Susan had already chosen the other girls for the Bones family because they were still trying to fill the concubine position for the Black Family and the Prince Family consort. Gabrielle has made her interest in being the Black Family concubine, but she knew Harry wasn't sold on the idea, and neither was Fleur or Luna, the one time the younger Veela had visited after Luna and Ginny had joined the family.
Hermione's mouth quirked and her eyes hardened as she thought about some of the other girls who were going to wear her collar, like the Rookwood girl, and possibly her mother as well, those two bitches had hurt her Pretty Girl, or as she used to be known, Agatha Rookwood. The family was furious at Agatha for testifying against her uncle Augustus, and the Death Eater was condemned to the ax. It didn't seem to matter to the family that Augustus Rookwood had killed Agatha's lover, because she was muggle-born, or that he was a dedicated Death Eater who had earned his death a hundred times over. No, because Agatha had dared to testify against a member of the family she was basically thrown out. Hermione was looking forward to showing the entire family the error of their ways, in a most painful manner.
But she could plot the Rookwood family's destruction later, it was still at least two years away, because the daughter was still too young for being trained as a concubine. Although with Cyrus Greengrass ending the business relationships between the families the Rookwood's were going to be running into financial difficulties fairly soon, and Harry had already instructed his account managers that as soon as possible he wanted to buy up the Rookwood's debt.
The meeting with Cyrus and Anastasia had been interesting, the actual business portion, bringing the Greengrass Family into the Potter Alliance was done very quickly, but the negotiations to bring the family and their allies out of the Neutral block and into the Light took most of the afternoon, but thanks to the information Narcissa had provided, they got everything ironed out and Cyrus agreed to use his influence to support the elevation of the Granger family to the Wizengamot, but that was something for the future, she still wanted to get her NEWTs and start on her Mastery before diving into the political mess. She was perfectly happy to let Cissy continue dealing with that cauldron of flobberworms.
Hearing Harry's voice, she opened her eyes and watched as Cho and Luna started using the oils to cleanse his skin before painting the runes that are required for this ritual on his body. Looking at the time, she saw that it was close to the time to head to the ritual area and get into position. Getting Parvati and Padma's attention, the girls rinsed her clean and helped her out of the tub before drying her. Giving each of them a kiss, she gathered up Penelope, Astoria, and Pretty Girl and headed out of the room.
HPATRY & HPATRY & HPATRY
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Ward Stone Chamber
Sunday, March 21st, 1999
5:45 pm
Helena floated down through the ceiling, part of her attention focused on the Champion and the Focus several floors above them. It was nearly time for the ritual to start, and Helena wanted to make sure things were going to go smoothly. It was frustrating that Hogwarts herself decided to intervene and add to tonight's ritual, although she had to admit that she was more than a little jealous about what is going to happen because she would love for it to be her. Unfortunately, because Helena died in distant Albania and not within Hogwarts walls, she couldn't be helped the way Myrtle is going to be.
Putting away the frustration, she moved to where her mother and the other Founders were examining the runic array, making slight adjustments to the paths the excess magic would follow, so they would achieve their goals without causing a paradox. She and the other ghosts who had conceived of the plan were grateful that the Founders had chosen to appear, they were able to solve so many of the problems that were preventing the plan from working correctly, and now Helena wanted to laugh as she pictured the reaction of the Champion and his family when the final ritual was done and they understood just what they had accomplished.
Of course, the Champion would be receiving clues to what was going to happen, if he could understand them when he and the others met the founders through the portraits. Helena still wasn't sure what purpose it served for her mother and father and the others to reveal themselves to the mortals, but she would trust that they had a good reason. Not trusting her mother had led to her murder and the misery of the last several hundred years of existence, she didn't want to repeat that mistake.
She watched them work for a time, asking the occasional question or making a suggestion until she felt the movement in the magic that meant the ritual was about to start. Making her apologies to the others, she followed the magic up through the castle until she was standing outside the ritual circle, observing the girls beginning their chant. She was slightly surprised to see Myrtle kneeling next to Pansy instead of floating in the place she was the last time, but the young spirit was chanting with the others. She wondered how the girl had managed to affect her clothing because she was just as nude as the other girls in the room. She would try to ask Myrtle to see if she remembered after the ritual concluded.
Helena had to admit that the young ghost was much happier since the darkness of her murder had been purged from the school, but she suspected that it was being able to finally feel pleasure that was the main reason for the change of attitude. She just hoped that the girl would be able to adapt to the gift she was going to receive.
Myrtle shouldn't have that much trouble, since she'd only been a ghost a few decades, the outside world wouldn't be as shocking as it would be to somebody like Sir Nicholas, or even herself, since the world had doubtless made huge changes in the past several hundred years. Helena didn't know what these automobiles were that some of the students were talking about, but they sounded noisy and smelly and she couldn't understand why people couldn't just use horses?
Although she did find some of the changes interesting, especially the clothes that girls could wear now. From what she could pick up, the ability to dress like that was related to the ability to enjoy their bodies as they chose and not to be expected to go to their marriage bed untouched.
She snorted, from what she had heard and seen in the Aerie, if a girl finished her NEWTs without taking at least one lover, it was because she was under a compulsion of some sort. It seemed to be the same in the Gryffindor tower and Aunt Helga's Sett as well, but it was always consensual, not like it was since Snape took over Slytherin. Her father would have never permitted something like that to continue if the madness hadn't taken him before he could add his magic to the final wards.
It had truly disgusted her what she heard about happening in the dungeons, and even more that Dumbledore had turned a blind eye to what Snape and the others did in the Slytherin dungeons. When the Headmaster refused to listen to her, she actually broke her word and sought out the Baron, and found him just as disgusted, but if the Headmaster refused to listen, there was little that a ghost could do, other than walk through the molester, but even that lost its effectiveness after a time.
Feeling the magic building, Helena pulled herself from her thoughts and focused, this ritual was going to be more complicated than the others to guide the magic properly, but the results should be glorious, and she really wanted to see the reactions.
HPATRY & HPATRY & HPATRY
South Wing
Ritual Area
Sunday, March 21st, 1999
6:29 pm
Susan wanted to smile as she knelt between Hannah and Patty, her voice chanting in sync with her girls as they watched her other girl serve as the focus for the ritual. She almost envied Lavender for what she was about to experience because even though she had used her mouth on every girl in the family, and given herself to Master Harry multiple times before, this was different. The magic of the ritual flowing through her will make everything so much more intense, and nobody who hadn't experienced being the focus could understand it.
She could easily see the excitement in Lavender's eyes as she knelt down by 'Stori, and said something to make the younger girl laugh before kissing her and laying her down on her back. Susan watched Astoria wriggle as Lav kissed her way down her body, taking time to tease her nipples, and then moving further down until she was laying between the girl's open legs, her mouth right above her soaking pussy.
Astoria whined with need, and tried to reach down to guide Lav, but her pet just batted the hands away and slid her tongue out as she lowered her face. Susan smirked at 'Stori's reaction to the tongue, knowing just how talented Lavender was. She had discovered that the very first morning, when she had claimed the girl in the shower, and every other time since then. As always, it didn't take long before Stori was shaking and babbling as her orgasm hit, leaving the girl with a huge smile before she added her voice to the chanting.
Now it was Penelope's turn, and Hannah and Patty were practically vibrating with excitement. She knew that both girls had been with Penny several times, after their dance lessons, but she hadn't had a chance to play with her yet, since she wasn't in the South Wing all that often, just when she was teaching the girls who wanted dance lessons. Susan wondered if Lavender would enjoy dancing, something to think about, because she would enjoy seeing all three of her girls up on stage, and putting on a show for the others in the wing after they finished dancing.
Penelope's voice crying out her orgasm pulled Susan from her musings, and she watched
as Lavender approached Mistress Hermione. It must be a strange experience for her girl, since she shared a dorm with Hermione for six years, and now she was serving her as a Mistress. It wasn't a problem with her and Hannah, since Hannah had been submitting to her long before Susan claimed her, so it was perfectly natural for Hannah to submit, but from the soft sighs that Hermione was making it was clear that Lav was doing her usual fantastic job. She would have to think of something nice to do for Lavender after the ritual was over. Maybe asking Hermione if Parvati would spend the night with them? Lav would enjoy that, she was sure.
It was as she was watching Lavender with Hermione that she noticed the change, Lavender started moving slightly differently, and with more energy and enthusiasm than she had already been showing. It triggered a memory of her own time as the focus, when she felt something else take over her body to let her rest while serving the other girls. It hadn't harmed her, and other than forgetting it happened, there hadn't been any problems, but she would need to ask if Cho or Tonks had noticed anything when they were the focus. But she could ask them later, she needed to continue with the chant.
A few minutes later, Hermione's Pretty Girl was crying out her pleasure and then adding her voice to the chant, and Lav was hurrying back to Master Harry and kneeling in front of him, taking his cock in her mouth. Susan watched how Lavender licked the shaft and sucked on his balls before taking him back in her mouth. She was getting better at sucking Harry, but she was still looking for tips to improve her technique. She knew she would never equal Fleur or Cho for sheer enthusiasm, but she did get pleasure out of sucking him. Hermione said the same thing, that she preferred to have a girl in her bed the majority of the time, but she still enjoyed having sex with Harry, although it would have been a struggle if he had tried to dominate either of them.
She kept watching and noticed how Lavender was rubbing his balls as she took him all the way into her mouth, and from the look on Harry's face, he was really enjoying it. It was less than a minute later that he growled out Lav's name and she started swallowing, having no problem taking all of his seed.
The rest of the ritual went as expected, with Lavender enjoying massive orgasms as Harry shagged her pussy and arse, and a burst of magic left them and flowed out of the room. Susan started to relax, thinking that it was over, but it wasn't, the words she was chanting changed to something completely different, and she could feel the confusion in the others around the room! She wasn't sure what was happening, but it even affected Harry and Lavender, and they weren't supposed to be chanting! What in Merlin's name was going on?
It was then that she heard a voice in her mind saying, "Be at peace daughter of the Sett, no harm will come to any of you, Hogwarts asked us to aid her in correcting a great wrong done to one of you, and we are willingly assisting Lady Hogwarts in this endeavor. The fact that the wronged one was one of my Badgers in life just made me even more willing to help. I'm counting on you and your sisters to help her adjust to her new reality."
With that, the voice faded away, and looking around Susan could tell that all of them had heard a similar message. It was clear that Helga (if it was her) was referring to Myrtle as the one who was wronged, but Susan wondered just what was supposed to happen?
The chanting continued for several more minutes, and the magic was building up, swirling around them like a whirlwind, until they had to shout to be heard over it, until finally, with a last shout, the magic gathered and formed into a cloud in the center of the ritual circle. It floated there for a second or two before it burst, hitting all of them with a wave of magic, but it seemed to send more toward Myrtle, but Susan couldn't see what happened next because she felt the magic overwhelming her and everything went black.
Susan had no idea how long she had been unconscious, but she could hear the others starting to stir so she opened her eyes and forced herself back up to her knees. She was looking around, to see if everybody was okay when she heard a loud gasp of surprise and turned toward the sound. When she realized what she was seeing, she suddenly understood what Helga Hufflepuff was asking of her, because she was staring at the shocked expression of a very much alive Myrtle Warren!
End Chapter Five