Guess who's back! That's right it is I, the almighty Aether! If you were wondering where I was, I had said that I would retire for a bit. I also said that in my profile. If I was being honest I wasn't actually planning on going on hiatus/retirement for this long at first. But then I seemed to have lost my touch of writing smut when I tried to come back a few months prior to today. It was only yesterday at exactly 9PM where I found the idea to write a new smut fic titled "Percy and the Hogwarts Chronicles" I am glad to say that I feel a bit more in my zone after coming up with the idea so here I am to present the newest chapter/latest book in 2022!

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One moment he was in Tartarus for the second time after a dumb mistake and then he found himself waking up in a bed fit for a king. He was confused and at the same time grateful for a chance to finally lay on something other than the rough sharp glassy fields of Tartarus. But first, he had to figure out where he was so after spending a few more minutes on the bed he stood up and cautiously made his way to the door.

Cracking it open he peeked out into a barren hallway decorated with nothing but the light grey wallpaper. Reaching into his pocket he felt Riptide brush against his finger so with a deep breath he left the room. He walked silently - well he hoped he did - down the hall towards what he assumed to be a staircase that led down to the main floor.

Walking down he found himself in front of what looked to be the main doors to the manor - that's what he concluded. It also came to his attention that something was cooking so unknowingly and unconsciously he started following the scent into what he assumed to be the kitchen. Although it wasn't and instead he ended up sitting on one of the many chairs of the newly discovered dining table that was filled to the brim with food.

"Master Peverell, sir!" a loud pop came from his right. He looked over and nearly fell out of his chair upon seeing the small humanoid creature.

"Who are you?!" he screamed as he went to grab Riptide.

"I am Trixie, sir! Trixie serves the oh-so-great Peverell family!"

"Ah…" he nodded along. "So, Trixie what exactly are you?"

"Trixie is a house-elf master Peverell sir!" Trixie smiled. "Oh no! Trixie shouldn't be bothering master Peverell with his breakfast! Trixie is so very sorry sir!"

He watched her pace and cry and knew that she would do something to herself if he didn't stop her. "Trixie, it's fine," he said calmly while getting up and sitting back down.

"But Trixie has disturbed master's meal!" Trixie argued.

He sighed, "Please, just calm down Trixie. I am alright and there is no need to worry. Here, I'll start eating if that is what you are so upset about."

"Master Peverell is ok then?"

"Yes, but I seem to have forgotten a bit of my…past," he said carefully.

"If master Peverell has forgotten something Trixie will do her best to help him remember!" Trixie said proudly.

"Awesome! I'll continue eating so can you sit down and answer a few of my questions?"

"Definitely! Master sir shouldn't need to ask," she hopped onto the seat across from him and looked at him expectantly.

"Thanks. Ok, so first off where am I?"

"Sir's is at Peverell manor. Sir has been living here all his life after inheriting it on your fifteenth birthday."

He looked thoughtfully for a second, 'So he was transported into a manor that he presumably owned.'

"Sir is also the last living member of house Peverell and has been taking great care of us!" Trixie looked up to him with eyes gleaming with admiration.

"Of course," he smiled back. "By the way Trixie, how were you able to appear out of nowhere?"

"Trixie used elf magic, sir."

"Elf magic?"

"Elf magic is very different from the magic that sir can use," she demonstrated by disappearing and reappearing on the chair to her right.

"Magic I can do?"

"Yes, master Peverell is a powerful wizard!"

Wizard? Magic? An elf that can use magic? Was he perhaps in another world where witches and wizards lived amongst the people?

"Oh yes, there are a lot more magic people like master," Trixie somehow read his mind.

"Ok, well-" he stopped. "Trixie, is there a school around here?"

If there was a school where he could learn more about magic then he should enroll there. Chuckling to himself he could imagine how happy Chiron would be upon hearing about his sudden interest to learn.

"Oh yes! Sir is leaving for Hogwarts in three weeks."

"Hogs wart?"

"Hogwarts, sir is a sixth-year student and is going back for the start of this term."

Huh, so he was in a school already. How convenient, but then, what did he need?

"Trixie, this school, you said I'll be leaving in three weeks?" she nodded. "Is there something I should do before then?"

"A lot of things. Master Peverell has to go buy his school supplies."

"Where can I do that?"

"Diagon Alley is where everyone goes so sir should go there."

"Then that is where I'll start."

PHC

"This should be the place," he gazed up at the sign. "Madam Malkins Robes for all Occasions."

"Hello there dear, how can I help you today?"

He looked towards the voice behind the cash register and found himself staring. "Are you perhaps Madam Milkins?"

"In the flesh dear," she smiled kindly.

"Oh, well I need some new robes for Hogwarts." He couldn't help but look down at her bust that had just been revealed when she stepped out from behind the counter.

"Another year yet again. Here come and stand on this pedestal for me," she ushered him further into the shop towards the back where she waited by a mirror with a quill and parchment in hand.

Shrugging he went further back and got up on the pedestal. He was already taller than the women and the pedestal made it even more obvious.

"Oh, you are a big boy aren't you?" she winked teasingly. He blushed and nodded numbly feeling his body heat up when she got closer to him.

"Can you remove your sweater?" she hummed.

"Sure thing." She took a step back and he slipped the blue sweater -which he was glad Trixie had obtained for him- off and hung it on a hook behind him.

"Ok, let's see here." He watched her take a step forward and begin to measure his arms and legs with a floating measuring tape while doodling on her piece of parchment.

He couldn't help but blush at the sight of her being so close to him; not to mention the occasional times when she would brush against him. He almost thought it was on purpose before finding that it was. She had gone a little too close to him and dragged her finger along his stomach where she had a shocked look cross her face.

"Wow, this is so hard," he heard her mutter.

He didn't know what went over him but he didn't regret it as well. Smirking slightly he casually leaned forward making her brush her hand against his crotch where she stiffened and blushed roughly.

"I-I, I am so sorry," she stuttered.

"Nothing to say sorry to Ms, Milkins, I quite liked that," he grinned down at her. He briefly saw a flash of lust in her eyes before it disappeared and she excused herself.

"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"N-nothing," she stammered.

Grinning, he grabbed her arm and turned her around, "You haven't finished taking my measurements," he smiled.

"Sorry," she answered meekly before coming closer and grabbing the hem of his jeans.

He looked at her feral and received a look of lust. Before he knew it she had pulled his pants down and gasped at the sight of the large bulge in the front of her. Slowly she grasped his cock over his boxers and began to massage it.

"Fuck, take it out already," he moaned.

Nodding she pulled his boxers down only to be smacked on the forehead by his aching cock. She looked momentarily shocked before he felt her fingers wrap around the throbbing appendage and began to stroke it.

"It's so big," she whispered.

"Tasty too," he whispered back with a sly look.

He watched her continue to jack him off before she began to take his cock into her mouth. She kissed it first making him shiver from the touch. He groaned when she then began to lick his head while flicking her tongue against the tip where precum began to ooze out.

"Oh, shit~" he moaned and jerked forward making her engulf the entire thing.

She coughed and quickly pulled back and sent him a glare before he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her closer. He made sure to do it slowly and carefully, watching her open her full red lips open and wrap around his cock before he pushed more of his length into her.

"Oh gods you feel amazing," he groaned as he felt her teeth scrape against the underside of his cock.

He couldn't help but breathe heavily from the sight of the young woman taking his entire length. Her eyes were crossed with a lustful look and her mouth began to salivate from the prolonged use of her mouth.

"Suck it," he growled and watched as she started to suck him off. Her tongue slid across the entire length as she bobbed her head back and forth making her red hair swish around.

"Shit, oh fuck! Keep going you little slut," he grunted with each jerk of his hip; driving his cock even further into her mouth where he began to hit the back of her throat causing her to choke.

"O-oh great merlin your coc~k is soo~damn huge!" she hummed on his dick.

"F-fuck, keep going," he moaned urging her to go faster.

Nodding she proceeded to speed up quickly sliding across his length while also deepthroating him. Her eyes started to water and spit started to drip from her mouth to her chin and onto the floor of the store - the sight was fucking glorious.

"Here I go, take it all in you bitch," with a loud grunt he grabbed her head and pushed her onto him as his cock. He could feel his cock enter her throat and go a little further before he moaned back and cummed deep into her. With a sigh, he slowly pulled out before thrusting into her slowly as more of his cum squirted into her pussy mouth.

"S'fghinh, gufd!" she chortled with each thrust.

"Take it take it as my little whore," he snarled. "Next time it'll be your pussy," he growled the last part in her ear where she trembled from both the feeling of his hot breath and the feral dominance that he just displayed.

Smirking with joy he pulled out and watched as she cleaned him up with her tongue before he cast a quick cleaning charm and got dressed.

"I take it you got my measurements?" he asked.

She nodded numbly making him smirk as he called out. "I'll be coming by tomorrow, make sure they're ready…as well as you," he said the last part as he passed a customer and went out of the store.

A.N I am sorry if there were some spelling errors. I wanted to push this chapter out super fast but don't worry, the next chapters will be in a better state.