"Pansy?"
"Hello Harry," Pansy Parkinson said looking at Harry with a little fear on her face, worried about what he would do now that he knew who she was. His hand was still reaching out to her though and he didn't appear to want to take it back. So she took it and he pulled her easily to her feet.
Harry looked at her for a long moment, tilting his head from side to side for a long moment, "Huh," he said after a moment.
"What?"
"You're kinda fuzzy around the edges, did you know that?"
"Urh..." Pansy said, worrying slightly as to what he might mean.
There was a slight wave of magic and his eyes seemed to glow brighter for a second, which Pansy noted was a rather fetching look on him. Then he said, "Huh," again.
To Harry's eyes Pansy had just undergone a rather radical change. As he focused his eyes to see through the slight fuzz a very new young woman appeared, who rather than the 'Pug faced' girl was actually drop dead gorgeous. Her hair seemed to glow under the crappy lighting of the alley, still brown, though a shade or two darker than it had been, longer too down to her back as far as Harry could see. Her face became slightly more angular, a cute nose over cupid bow lips and high cheek bones giving a slightly more aristocratic look and he had to admit, that she was rather beautiful. Her curves filled out to more womanly ones and he again, had to admit, that she had a body to die for even through the layers of cloak and clothing she wore. As she stood he also noticed that she had a real killer pair of legs ad as a self confessed leg man, he could appreciate that. He had to wonder what her game was though, as she was obviously hiding the fact that she was a stone cold fox from her peers, which included, as best he could tell, Malfoy as well.
"Huh," he said one more time.
"What," she asked looking slightly annoyed now.
"I suppose you could say this is the first time I've taken a proper look at you," Harry said with his best charming smile. It had an effect he could tell that, but her emotional control was such that it didn't have as much effect as he would have liked.
"We should go," Harry said then not giving her a chance to reply to his previous statement.
"I..." she said looking around, "I... Owe you a debt."
Harry looked at her for a long moment, he knew from his reading that the debt she owed him was a serious one and not to be taken lightly. Whereas before he would have shrugged it off, he knew better now. For one thing he would insult her if he did that, and for another; this was the princess of Slytherin. A debt from her could be useful, also it was a life debt and they were not discharged easily. "I think we need to talk."
Pansy nodded, agreeing with him and frankly shocked that he knew enough to take what she had said seriously. "Somewhere private, please. I could also do with getting cleaned up, before I think of going home."
Harry nodded, "I can take you somewhere, but to do so I'll need to hold you close, will you allow me to do that?"
"I will," she said smiling slightly. He stepped into her personal space and she happened to look up into his emerald pools, which seemed to be swirling with power, little crackles of lightning around his iris and then suddenly she was somewhere new. He stepped back, much to her regret it had felt safe and enticing to be in his arms like that. "Where are we?"
"Somewhere safe," he said cryptically.
She looked around at her surroundings. It looked like a Muggle living room, from the little she knew of such things at least. There were black leather couches around with some matching seating, a huge black flat thing with several odd items arrayed around it and what looked a little like brightly covered book spines but didn't quite look right. The entire place sang to her magic though in ways that not even Hogwarts could compare to. It tingled across her skin in quite delicious ways, and then she realised that Harry himself had felt much the same when she had been close to him. It was a revelation and made her eyes a little smoky to think of the power he must wield to feel like that just from ambient bleed through. Her Slytherin brain then started to whir like clockwork. She had to wonder how she could make this debt work for her. He did rather have her over a barrel at that moment in time. That didn't sit well to a Slytherin, not at all.
"This is...nice," she commented, not knowing - for the moment - what else to say.
"Thank you," Harry said with another knee knocking smile, "Would you like a drink - something to eat. If you want to get cleaned up the bathroom is over there," he said pointing off to a door nearby.
"Thank you, I urh - do you have butter beer?"
"Of course," Harry said with a smile, he didn't but he would by time she came back from the bathroom.
"Then I'll just go and clean up a little."
"Okay I'll get the drinks," he said walking off towards another door.
Pansy watched him leave; catching sight of darkness through the door before she walked over to what he had indicated was the bathroom. She let herself in and her eyes widened in shock, it was easily as big as the prefect bathrooms she had seen when being an inquisitor, if not larger. There was a huge tub and several taps, as well as a shower, though she didn't know what it was. She walked over to the sink and took off her outer cloak, putting it neatly over the bath. Then she looked at the mirror above the sink her eyes a little wide. Her make-up had run from where she had been; she hated to admit, crying in fear. She pulled her wand, no tracking for her, and waved it at her face fixing her makeup and then turned her attention to her hair, it uncoiled from the mess it was in and then styled around her face. OF course what she should do she knew was show her true face, that might get a hormonal teenager in line rather quickly.
She had no false modesty about the way she really looked. She kept Malfoy rather neatly at bay with her 'other' looks, but she was aware of the effect her true looks could have in this situation. She did really need to get Harry on side rather quickly after all. With a sigh, she cast the counter charm to the powerful almost permanent glamour charm, it faded away and she appeared to grow slightly her body filling out from the rather too slender look she normally sported.
Then she squared her shoulders and picked up her cloak, no point putting it on when the idea was to entice her prey. If she was lucky she might even be able to find some protection from Malfoy at the same time. No one stood up to Draco like Harry, in fact if she was guessing correctly Harry thought of Draco as nothing more than a pest, which is not how Draco thought of his 'nemesis' Harry Potter.
She walked out of the bathroom, and tossed her hair with a smile and met Harry's eyes. "I thought my saviour should see the real me at the very least."
Harry smiled, "I saw through that glamour already, but I'm glad you felt you could share this with me Pansy."
Pansy did a gold fish impression for a moment, and then her iron control snapped back into place. "Interesting, for how long?"
"Just since today," Harry said and then held out an ice cold bottle of Butterbeer, "here."
"Thank you," she said a little at sea, he had her on the ropes again without even trying.
"So, I suppose we have a lot to talk about then?"
"We do, do you understand the debt I owe you. I know you were brought up... Muggle."
"I also live that way, but I know the forms."
Pansy didn't show a slightest bit of the surprise she felt at that, "Good, then you know this isn't a debt I can pay easily."
Harry smiled another charming smile, "There is one way I can think of."
"I see," Pansy said with a sigh, she had a feeling it might come to this, then she started to unbutton her blouse.
"As much as I'm going to hate myself for this... that's not the way I meant." Harry said stopping her while internally slapping himself, she was after all rather gorgeous and from what he could tell, a very nice body hiding under the somewhat bulky Wizarding robes.
"Oh," she said feeling slightly annoyed and relieved at the same time.
"This is going to sound a little out there." Harry said starting to pace, as he often did in these sorts of situations.
"Go on," she said wondering what the hell he was thinking.
"Will you marry me," he said with a grin.
Pansy blinked and took two steps backwards, "What?"
"I know - right - but you see I'm the end of a few lines and frankly I'm not the marrying kind but I have to get married about four times. I have one bride already lined up, thankfully, but I need three more and that's not counting my other... commitments."
Pansy blinked a few times then took a sip from her Butterbeer to cover her shock. Oddly this would do everything she wanted, but at the same time, it was so not what she had been thinking of. Of course it did have benefits, but why would he ask her of all people, "Surely you are not short of offers?"
"Urh, none that I'd consider, you're a Pureblood and the family I'm thinking would prefer that."
"What family, not the Potters - they wouldn't care."
"No - not the Potters, The Blacks," Harry replied.
"You're the Heir of the Blacks. I, he, thought Draco would be."
"Then he's in for a nasty shock then isn't he," Harry said with a wicked smile that she had to admit she liked to see on him. It showed a slightly different side of him that she had not even known had existed. She had only seen the brave Gryffindor before; even saving her had been in that vein, even with how he dealt with the thugs.
Pansy looked at him for a long moment, "You're actually serious about this aren't you? Are you perhaps touched in the head?"
Harry laughed, "Fleur thinks so and so would you if you saw me in my lab."
"Fleur - who?"
"Fleur Delaclour, bride to be for the Franklin family."
"The French champion, the Veela?"
"Is that a problem," Harry asked with an edge to his voice.
"No, actually it isn't I'm not plagued with the inadequacies of those I associate with," Pansy said with a slight smile. "I have no problem with that, other people might but I don't. So she would, if I were to do this, be my sister wife?"
"Among others," Harry said with a firm nod.
"How many others," Pansy asked.
"At least two others that I know of, I have the goblins making sure that's it. But there is ... more."
"Oh do tell," she asked with amusement.
"Well, I kinda have a harem."
Pansy's eyes flew wide open, "I beg your pardon?"
"You heard me," Harry said with a smirk. "If you can't handle that well never mind then, but they are important to me, just as important as any wife I would have. Fleur knows and understands. You see there are reasons for this harem, my Chosen, but I'm unwilling to go into that unless you either swear on your magic not to divulge, or are contractually my fiancée."
Pansy made like a guppy again for a moment, "You know what - fine - I'll swear I just have to know how the bastion of light has an old fashioned Harem." She pulled her wand and said, "I swear on my magic that I will not tell anyone anything Harry Potter ever tells me during this discussion. So Mote It Be." There was a flash of light, a golden glow and then Harry smiled at her in a way that warmed her heart somewhat, though she ignored the feeling.
"Alright, well I swear this is all true, and since I was pretty much sent to you I'd like some help." Harry said looking up at the ceiling as he said that. He felt a mental caress which withdrew leaving him feeling light, but also amused. Apparently he was not going to be getting any help with this. "Right well, so much for that." He said with a slight sigh, "I'm the High Priest for a Goddess named Aluria."
Pansy smirked, "Of course you are Potter."
"I'm serious," Harry said.
"Of course," Pansy said lightly laughing, "I didn't believe Draco when he said you had delusions of grandeur but..." she trailed off and waved a hand at him.
"This would be so much easier if she showed herself during these conversations." Harry said with a wry grin. "Right well, the old stand by then," he said and held out a hand towards Pansy, "Take my hand," he said.
Pansy eyed it like a snake, but finally gave in and took his hand. He smiled, a slight glow lit up the area as he gently poured some magic into her. He could do his pleasure touch, but he hardly knew her at this point, so he'd give her a taste instead. Pansy's breathing quickened, "She is the Goddess of Lust and Light," Harry said in a purr, "Thus I have some gifts, some I'd very much like to show you, but we're half way through a discussion here, so instead I give you some hint of the pleasure I can share with you thanks to her."
Pansy let out a moan and her eyes flickered to a close as he let more power flow, her pupils had dilated and she felt a tightening in her nipples, then it was gone as Harry let go of her hand. She felt more than a little disappointed by that as well.
"Like I said, it would be easier if she showed up when I could do with a hand convincing people."
Pansy pulled herself together blinking back the large amounts of lust she was feeling and the pleasure that was still singing through her blood like a raging fire. "Lust you say," she panted slightly.
"Uh huh and thus I have my Chosen, women I have chosen to be my... well there is no better word so Harem."
"Right Harem," Pansy said shaking her head to clear it slightly.
"Right, so if that is a bother to you..." he shrugged, "We can't go ahead with any decisions."
"No, it's unusual to be sure, but not unheard of in the Wizarding world, I have an uncle with one actually, though that's a nasty thought as they are like 80 now."
"Right, moving on," Harry said chuckling slightly, "There are advantages to being one of my Chosen, but I doubt you'd be interested."
Pansy looked at him, "You say that to a Slytherin?"
Harry laughed again, "True that wasn't a good idea huh?"
"No, now please continue."
"Okay well, reduced aging, beauty doesn't fade, increased health and a few other odds and ends, and of course I do tend to look after them to the best of my ability. So far they all also work for me."
"Work for you?"
"For me or my company, for instance Natalie is my Business Manager, while Jazz is my PR, Claire is my Lawyer and Amanda is accounting, and there are others."
"Witches?"
"Only two and none of those mentioned."
"That might raise a stink," Pansy noted.
"Again, does that bother you?"
"Half bloods come from somewhere other than just Muggleborn's you know." Pansy said with wry humour, "You'd have to be an idiot not to realise that."
"Well, I may have a theory to make them Muggleborn themselves, but I've not fully worked that one out myself yet."
"Wait, hold on, you're going to give them magic - that's not even possible."
"There's more to me than just the Aluria stuff, let's leave it at that."
Pansy sighed, "Again not a good thing to say to a Slytherin."
Harry just smiled unrepentantly at her.
Then he said, "So what do you think?"
"I think you're insane."
"That's been said of me before."
"That said," Pansy said pouting and drawing Harry's attention to a rather nice set of lips. "I am interested, and would be without the life debt, with it I would have to just say yes. I will admit I've been concerned of late that Draco is making noises of drawing up a contract between our parents for my hand. I would much prefer you. Do you want to formalise this in the normal way or the more ancient."
"Which is better?"
"As I'm 17 and essentially of age, the ancient form would be better. As far as my magic is concerned I would then be your fiancé, we can do the paper work afterwards."
"After what?"
"Sex," Pansy said bluntly.
It was Harry's turn to make like a guppy. "That's up front of you, are you sure about this, don't you want to think it over?"
"No, I rather think this is the best I can hope for. You'd have to protect me and as a promised couple we'd have special quarters at Hogwarts, thus removing me from Draco's influences. But I want the proxy for the Black vote in the Wizengamot."
Harry looked at her shrewdly for a long moment, "Interesting."
"Bad interesting," she asked coyly.
"No, definitely not," Harry said with a smile into her eyes.
"I also want in your Harem."
"To be my Chosen?"
"Yes," Pansy said with a demure smile, "The benefits sound interesting. In for a Knut in for a Galleon."
Harry rubbed his chin, rather surprised to hear it rasp as he did so. "I am not sure Pansy, that's outside of the Paradigm of this deal."
"I am aware," Pansy said with a shrug, "I'm sure we can come to a... understanding," she said, the last word loaded with sexual intent.
Harry flashed a smile, "I'm not entirely led by my hormones Pansy, I find you extremely attractive I'll admit, and your brain is certainly interesting, considering I barely noticed you before though I'm not sure about you being a Chosen."
"Then let's start with one," Pansy said knowing she had to do this slower than she would have liked.
"Which one," Harry said sounding confused and looking it too.
"The bonding of us as a promised couple," she said with a sexually charged smile.
Harry flashed a loaded smile back, "Something tells me I'd like that."
"How about now?"
"Don't you have to be anywhere?"
Pansy shook her head, long hair moving around her head and framing her attractive face as she did so. "I'm free, and frankly I should probably not go home after we start this off. My family won't be happy with me."
"That doesn't bother you."
"They were going to sell me to Malfoy like a breeding sow... I think not."
"Again, one last time - are you sure?"
"Oh yes," Pansy said her eyes glinting sexily.
"Well, alright then."
"Let me change," she said with a slow wink.
She turned with a rustle of clothing and walked back towards the bathroom. Harry looked skyward and said, "My life isn't like other peoples is it?"
Then the scene shifted.
* * *
Aluria's Realm
Harry looked around, sanguine with his sudden change of locale. Given his new ability to transport around and the fact that Aluria herself had taken to shifting him around at will he was becoming used to sudden shifts in location.
"Hello my darling," a well known and loved voice said as Aluria walked out of the cloud like fog that shrouded the area from proper inspection.
"Hello my Goddess," Harry said with a bow from the waist.
Aluria grinned at him with great humour, "You are doing well, and I just wanted to tell you that. I would like to point out that I didn't put you on a collision course for you to solve your marriage problems, I thought that she would make a good chosen."
"I think she might as well to be honest. I'm starting to get a sense of that."
"Are you, are you really," Aluria asked sounding surprised.
"Hmm I am, I'm getting the same feeling from Tonks and I have a few people in mind from school?"
"Like whom?"
"My best friend," Harry replied with a slight smile.
"I'm guessing you're not talking about... Ron, was it?"
"No," Harry said laughing slightly. "Ron's great but we don't always get on as well as we could. In fact I'm thinking my latest decision just then might actually break us up entirely."
"The fact that every girl in your school will want you might not help either. It is unlikely that you will make many male friends My Darling, you are attractive to women, but with men the story is entirely different, if not the opposite in some cases."
"Oh, that's a problem, but oh well I think the benefits outweigh the problems, given that I prefer to be around women anyway. I hope it won't be such a problem with Ron though, but I think his innate jealousy of me might do the trick anyway."
"You may be right My Darling, but I digress, I brought you up here to convince you to Chose Pansy"
"No need to confuse me, like I said I felt she would be a good Chosen, I was just playing with her a little."
Aluria beamed at him and he felt it like a physical force for the entire time it lasted.
Harry then looked around, "its different here this time, I can't see much."
"Well noticed. Being the Chosen of Magic has enhanced your senses rather a lot."
"Well, you know, it's a gift." He said chuckling.
Aluria joined him and they laughed for a few moments. Then Harry looked around again, "You know I've figured out how to dimensionally apparate now."
"Yes I had noticed," Aluria said with teasing smile.
"I've tried to get here, with no luck so far."
"I know," Aluria said, "You may never manage it - I hope you do, but it's possible you won't."
"Oh - I'm going to find my way back here, you have a promise to fulfil."
"I'm a little worried though," Harry said after a pregnant pause.
"About what My Darling," Aluria asked looking at him seriously.
"About Pansy, I think she's a virgin, I'm guessing my usual methods won't work or be good for her."
"With you, even her first time will be good. You will be exactly as she wants what she needs to enjoy herself. You will naturally adapt to her, I told you this."
"I thought you meant," He nodded down, "You know."
"Oh no Harry, I mean in every way. A woman won't even get sore with you anymore. You are the perfect lover. There will be no pain for her first time, there will only be pleasure and you will be exactly as she desires in every action and deed."
Harry nodded with a thoughtful look on his face, "So that means, since you did that I've been with Claire and Amanda, and they both wanted it hard?"
"Basically," Aluria said with a shrug.
"What about you... how would you want it - when I get up here?"
Aluria smiled sexily at him, her eyes loaded with intent, then she closed the distance between them and kissed him passionately, Harry's arms flailed for a moment so caught up in the passion was he until he got a hold of himself and kissed her back, his arms going around her curvaceous form and holding her tightly.
Then Aluria stepped back, and he let her go, lips still pouting from the passion of the kiss and the fact his brain was till rebooting, "Another time Beloved."
Then the scene shifted on him again, just as his brain was tallying a reply.
* * *
Harry's Penthouse
Harry just had time to realise he was back in his penthouse when he heard the door to the bathroom click open. He schooled his face from the slightly giddy one he had been sporting; there was nothing he could do about the erection that Aluria seemed to enjoy giving him, at least this time he also had some fun getting one. He turned to face the bathroom and his eyes went wide when Pansy stepped out.
She was dressed for bed, and not pyjamas. She had a chiffon robe over slender shoulders a very lacy bra which gave a wonder-bra a run for its money showing a beautifully shaped pair of breasts and a wonderful cleavage. Long very nicely toned legs were shown to full effect by the high cut French knickers she was wearing which shaped her arse into something a sculptor would cry to try to copy. She had a very high pair of heels on her feet bringing her up to Harry's own just under six foot height and other than the fact that she had artfully applied her makeup, and that was it.
Harry felt all the breath leave his body as her hips rolled as she stepped forward with a sensual gait her eyes showing only a hint of the nerves he knew she must be feeling. In all, this was a very beautiful Pansy, so very different from the Pansy he had seen around school. Her entire being screamed sensuality whereas the one at school had been frigid at the very least. Her long hair swept past her shoulders in a 'do' that fluffed around her face framing her beauty perfectly and swung slightly as she walked towards him, as if on a cloud.
"Merlin," he breathed so shocked he didn't even swear normally.
Pansy seemed to appreciate the comment and the tone though because she smiled slightly wider and some of her nerves disappeared from her dark sensual eyes.
"Do I meet with your approval?"
"Pansy, what can I say other than - yes god yes."
Pansy smiled slightly wider her eyes taking him in. He was dressed well if Muggle and his clothing fitted him well and made him look taller somehow, she could see from his shirt that he was packing some muscle as well and from where he had rolled up his sleeves she could see muscle on his arms. She had to say she was a sucker for muscle, as so few Wizards bothered with their bodies, it was nice that he did.
They looked at each other for a long moment, drawing it and the atmosphere out for a long time until finally Harry stepped forward entering her personal space and looking down slightly into her eyes. Green met dark brown for a long moment and Pansy found herself licking her lips. Something in Harry's eyes changed, something old and primal looked out and she found herself shivering slightly with desire and the feeling of being desired. It was a different feeling for her as she didn't very often allow her true self to show. Then he edged closer to her, licking his own lips at the last moment, and then pressed his mouth to hers moving it sensually against her lips which melded to his perfectly. Then she felt his tongue trace her lips and she opened her mouth slightly allowing him entrance. Their tongues touched and Pansy felt fireworks go off behind her eyes. Other than the occasional kiss doled out to Draco to stop him wanting anything else, she had never kissed properly before and it was wonderful, full of feeling and sensation quite unlike anything in her experience. There was so much passion in his kiss as well and it wasn't gross and wet as it had been before. It was soft, heated and sensual.
She let out a moan from the back of her throat and pressed her against his hard planes, Harry wrapped his arms around her pulling her in closer still and her soft curves flattened against his solid body. Her hands pressed against his chest feeling the hard planes of muscle there and digging her fingers in slightly, her rouged nails stark against his black shirt. Her leg moved of its own accord up and around his, pressing their lower bodies closer still and another light went off behind her eyes when she felt the bulge that was there. The bulge she had put there, this made her feel wonderfully sexy so she rubbed herself against him slightly, all still while kissing the breath out of their bodies.
Harry's hand moved down her slender shapely back and then curled around her pert backside, holding a firm cheek in hand he gripped it in a solid hold and palpated the soft flesh of her arse. Pansy moaned into his mouth again, but by this point they both needed to breath. So Harry broke the kiss and peppered kisses down her face, her chin and then the slender arch of her neck causing her to mew her enjoyment at him, she tipped her head back encouraging him to further explore with his lips which he gladly did, her leg worked its way up to waist height and her heel dug into his calf muscle as she curled it around his body.
"Oh Merlin," she breathed her voice filled with sinful intent.
Harry worked his way back up her neck, having reached her collar bone, and then her chin and around to nibble on one of her lobes before their lips met again in a passionate clinch. His spare hand also made its way to her arse and he gripped her other cheek in a firm hold and then lifted her. Her long leg's automatically wrapped around his waist pressing their lower halves together firmly and she arched against him, breaking the kiss but showing her throat to him. He took advantage of that and kissed it from top to bottom and back up again making her sigh with pleasure. "Oh Harry," she purred, sounding slightly surprised but very aroused.
"You have a gorgeous neck, did you know," Harry said kissing every inch of it he could reach.
"Hmmm," she purred at him, relishing the attention he was paying to her in whatever way he chose to do it. She barely noticed when he started to move, walking with her weight in his arms like it was nothing towards one of the doors. As he reached it he made a gesture with his hand briefly before cupping her cheek again. The door opened as if of its own accord and he walked through it. He then turned left as he walked in focusing with his magic even as he trailed kisses and nips down the elegant arch of her neck and throat. There was a sensation of movement and then they arrived in a room quite unlike any of the others in his penthouse. For one thing it was brand new; a massive four poster in the romantic style dominated the room. It was tastefully decorated in dark tones, passionate tones and there was a soft chiffon curtain around the bed, tied up in the middle to the posts. The bed itself was made with Egyptian cotton sheets and a comforter that was plush in Slytherin colours.
Harry paused and looked into her turned out eyes, "This is your room for as long as you want it."
"Hmm, don't stop," she begged so with a slight smile Harry took her lips with a passionate kiss that blew her mind, figuratively speaking. He bent at the waist holding her easily and then laid her back on the bed before letting go of her and backing away, leaving her rather wanting as was evidenced by her growl and expression in her eyes. He stood back slightly and pulled his shirt straight off over his head and sent it flying over his shoulder.
Pansy's eyes affixed to his chest and a sexy smile crawled up and took residence on her generous lips. "What a beautiful body," she said softly.
"Hey," Harry said working his belt, "That's my line."
Pansy smiled, "You think I have a beautiful body?"
"I do, and I intend to prove that to you." Harry said dropping his trousers and boxers in a single move.
Pansy became a little wide eyed, "Oh Morgana," she breathed wetting her lips.
Harry glanced down to see the change this time and shrugged slightly, not too much difference. It seemed the ladies he had been with so far had liked him a good size. Then he bent and kneeled at the side of the bed causing Pansy to prop herself up on her elbows and look at him curiously. He glanced at her, smiled into her eyes then took a hold of her slender ankle and lifted it. She allowed the move as he placed it on his shoulder, turned his head and started to slowly kiss and nip his way up her toned leg. Pansy almost literally purred at the move and the sensations of what he was doing as he slowly teasingly made his way up her surprisingly tone leg, paying particular attention to her knee cap and then teasing the bottom of her knee which sent some interesting sensations thrumming through her body. She sighed and let her body fall flat back on her back a smile on her face that was as soft as it was sensual.
Harry made his way all the way up her leg until he reached her thigh and changed his angle slightly so he went between her creamy thighs, his tongue joining in the assault and causing her to sigh again. His hands wandered as a fore-guard until they reached the waistband of her French cut knickers. He lifted his head then and curled his fingers around the lace and pulled it down slowly and teasingly. Pansy lifted her arse at the last moment, wanting nothing in the way of his wonderful exploration of her boy which was humming by that point. He drew the knickers over her arse and thighs and then ducked back and pulled them off the end of her heels and tossed them to the side. He was then immediately back between her shapely thighs, rubbing his hands up the insides of her creamy skin and making her purr at him again and arch her back a little. His hands wandered all the way up between her thighs until they reached nirvana and lightly brushed across her already aroused labia. This caused her to gasp in a rather charged way and jerk just a little with shock.
Harry smiled, though she couldn't see it then gently rubbed down the length of her outer lips, making her mew in pleasure again, they were already puffy with desire and he could smell the hint of musk of her arousal already. His head sank between her legs and his tongue flicked out, tasting her lips for the first time. Above him Pansy shuddered slightly, keyed up beyond all expectations she may have had. His tongue flicked again and worked its way between her outer lips and tasted her inner parting them with ease as well and dipping into her honey. Pansy's hands went out to her sides and gripped the sheets either side of her fisting in the sheets as her breathing started to race from her throat.
Harry's intelligent tongue flickered inside of her core, tasting and titillating her slowly but surely without any haste or need to be done, he just let his tongue explore her for a long moment causing her head to start thrashing from side to side. He toyed with the idea of using his parseltongue trick, but decided against it. Unless he missed his guess Pansy was a virgin and probably would faint. So he teased her with his tongue tasting, titillating, torturing temptingly before stiffening it and pushing it deeper into her pussy.
"Ahhhh," Pansy breathed out, her head now thrashing from side to side with sweat on her body making her seem to glow in the low light of the room.
Harry felt all of this but just continued his slow, sensual exploration of her core with his tongue.
"Ohhhh Harrry," she drawled biting her lip slightly to stem any further exaltation.
Harry's eyes flicked up towards her and drew back a little to give her a moment before once again moving forward this time exploring around her pussy for a long moment and then flicking his tongue across her clitoris. Her reaction this time was a full body shudder that almost threw him clear. "Fuuuuucccckkk," she drawled in a protracted moan that filled the area with sensual release.
Harry cocked an eyebrow at her but said nothing, instead using his hands to smooth the flesh of her legs upwards and exploring her body, leaving her pussy alone for the moment as she was still shivering slightly. Her moan segued into a purr as he smoothed across her silken skin, up past her waist and her flat stomach and he had to admit she had a nice figure, almost hourglass but not in the strictest sense as she was too slender for that, but her body was beautiful he would freely admit that.
Pansy was in heaven, not only had her lover blown her mind with pleasure he had actually already made her orgasm, which in Slytherin dorms at least, was unheard of. The men were selfish she had heard and you were lucky if you felt them enter. This wasn't the case with Harry, her soon to be Fiancé, he was giving, gentle and well 'wow' covered it so far. Her entire body was on fire and she felt amazing. She was congratulating herself by this point on her decision to take his offer especially in the old style. Her stomach muscles fluttered as he placed kisses across it before tonguing her navel and sending a spike of pleasure through her again. She could feel his body hovering over hers now, his masculine presence filling her awareness like nothing in her experience. She felt... womanly, sexual and sensual, she felt like a goddess that he was worshiping and that felt so good. She had been in line for a loveless marriage and now she could actually see herself falling for this passionate man, she had always fancied him of course, even when he was skinny, but now he had a body of an Adonis in her eyes.
Harry paused at the level with her breasts for a moment, cupping them in strong hands as he palpated them gently making her moans a little louder and coming faster. He brushed a thumb across a tiff nipple that caused her to gasp aloud. He reached around her breasts cupping them in his hands then eased her Bra up and over them without the lace touching her skin somehow and she wasn't even sure how, suddenly she was naked to the world and his intense green eyed look.
Her dark eyes opened and looked at him for a long moment and then his head dipped down and his tongue came into play again, tracing the outline of her modest but perfectly formed breasts and working inwards. It left a trail of fire on her skin in its wake and she bit her lip again to hide her loudest moans of this second part of his exploration of her body. Then his tongue stroked across a dark hard nub of flesh and she had to let one out, moaning loudly as he tongued her sensitive nipple. Her back arched up towards him pressing her breasts at him which he took advantage of by taking her nipple into his mouth an sucking gently at first but with building pressure, "Oh yes," she exalted feeling her body trembling with repressed need for release. Her hand curled up behind his head as he suckled on her and clenched his hair in a firm grip holding him in place. She never wanted him to stop doing that but he pulled back a little to her disappointment, but only to swap nipples, starting as before by tracing his tongue across the swell of her breast and driving her insane with need. Another loud moan lit from her throat as he sucked that nipple into his mouth, stronger this time and flicked his tongue across it sending her into paroxysms of joy.
"Oh Harrry," she drawled her body quivering under his ministrations. She felt him smile against her soft pale orb as he caught her nipple between his teeth, just raking them across it and further driving her towards the edge of sanity before letting it fall from his lips.
Then he trailed kisses across the top of her breasts and across her chest, catching her arms somehow and she didn't know how and pushing them up over her head with one of his, making her tremble in his grip, not with fear, somehow she knew he wouldn't hurt her, but with raw need. Her body pressed up against him her legs sliding against each other silkily as she tried to find some, any, relief from the sweet torture he was putting her through. "Please Harry," she begged her voice small but filled with desire.
"Hmm," he purred against her skin as he kissed and nibbled her collar bone and moved upwards slowly but surely.
"I need," she said her breath disappearing on her as he captured her lips in a searing kiss that took all thought away.
Then he broke the kiss, "What do you need Pansy," he purred right against her lips.
"I...I...need you, please," she purred, her breath a mere waft against his face.
"Need me to do what Pansy," he said with maddening obtuseness.
"Please Harry," she begged breathlessly.
"Please Harry what," he asked trailing a hot fire down her throat with kisses.
"Take me," she said simply. But it was the way she said it, Harry had been looking into her eyes at the time and they were liquid with need, pure unadulterated want, lust for him, and the need for release, her tone had been nothing more than a seductive breath that washed across his consciousness like a summer breeze. There was no way he could refuse that, even in teasing play. It was at that very moment, also, that he knew he was going to bond her as well. Something spoke to him at that point and it wasn't magic, it wasn't Aluria it was pure Pansy and frankly he was rather shocked by that, as she had been at worst an enemy's friend before that point and certainly nothing more before they had spoken properly. Now she meant something to him, like his other ladies did, she was part of his world now and he couldn't' refuse that naked desire in her eyes and tone.
So he kissed the breath out of her body as his hand ran down her soft curves and towards her waist. His fingers just stroked the top of her womanhood which caused her to moan in the back of her throat and then he parted her thighs. She needed very little encouragement to part her knees for him and he repositioned his body over hers, his manhood dragging across her flat stomach in the process which caused another moan, this louder than the last.
Now in position, he guided himself to her slick entrance and rubbed his crown up and down the length of it for a moment making her groan and moan at him, the need rising in her in palpable waves that sprang from her loins into the air. He stopped kissing her looking at her with lust darkened eyes for a long moment then pressed himself in between her lips, rubbing himself on her internal labia and then pushed slightly. He breached her inner core with a single movement of his hips moving just inside of her hot tight body. Her eyes became electric with desire and pleasure and became even more beautiful than he had already observed of her. He pressed with his hips, gently but firmly entering her more with each passing moment watching her entrancing gaze as his manhood shouldered aside her vaginal walls and he sank into her very most intimate core of self.
Pansy was in rapture; this was so very much better than her only friend in the world had told her it would. She couldn't wait to tell Daphne how very; very good this was done properly. Oh god she missed this even though it had never happened to her before it was like coming home, like sinking into a pure well of pleasure as he filled her with his girth pressing deeply inside of her womanhood and splaying her walls before him. It felt like the very best thing imaginable, if not better and she was deliriously happy about it. She was so very glad about her decision now, she couldn't imagine something better for herself as he pressed his hips towards her and continued somehow to enter her, every bump and vein a sensation explosion deep within her body. Her own hips flexed upwards a little, pressing herself towards her amazing lover her body responding to him like nothing in her experience. Then there was a sensation of pressure and suddenly he was deeper inside of her. Was that it, she had heard it hurt, not with Harry apparently all she felt was wonderful sensation flooding her system.
Pansy's eyes were open in a type of shock only the truly pleasured could hope to attain their first time as Harry sank into her with increasing speed. Frankly Harry was a little surprised, he had felt her maidenhood, but she hadn't even asked him to stop and there was no hint that it had hurt on her face, but then Aluria had said that things would be good for her no matter what thanks to her gifts. That was good as far as Harry was concerned, he didn't want her first time to hurt so he carried on being gentle, he somehow knew exactly what she wanted from him so he was going to continue to give it to her. Her sighs and other expirations of pleasure told him he was doing exactly the right thing given the enraptured look in those beautiful dark eyes of hers.
Pansy didn't know that she could take much more, emotionally or physically, her body was on Fire. Her entire being was swimming in pleasure and as far as she was aware he hadn't even gotten going yet. Hell, as far as she could tell he wasn't fully inside of her yet, but she was out of her mind with pleasure at the sensations he was effortlessly engendering in her. She was trembling with need and unless she missed her guess he was gently teasing yet another orgasm out of her, Daphne was going to be so jealous. Of course she knew she was without experience, but even then she knew something special was happening, he felt so good inside of her his hardness seemed to pulse within the almost vice like grip of her pussy and she seemed to thrum in time with him. It was like they were connecting on a very base level and of course they were, even she knew that with the limited mental capacity she had left.
"Ohhhhhhhh," she drawled in a protracted moan that hit Harry right in the libido. Then finally he stopped moving into her, holding still for a long moment just enjoying the sensation of her around his girth. Her eyes were heavily lidded her pupils so dilated her eyes looked almost black, but the look in them was turning him on even more than her marvellous tight body.
"Sooooo goooood," she said her words a long sigh of pleasure.
"That's nothing," Harry said softly and began to withdraw, causing her to gasp and make a mewing sound of disappointment. "Don't worry," he purred, "I'll be back."
Pansy's eyes flew open as he seemed to be right on the edge of leaving her, "No," she gasped.
"Shhh," Harry said then slid back into her sheathing himself in a single firm movement that was much faster than before without being hurried either.
"Oh," she said a bird like cry spilling from her lips.
He repeated himself with her reaching up and grasping his forearms in an almost painfully hard grip which only got more intense as he ploughed into her again, still not moving anywhere near as fast as he had with either Claire of Amanda. Her lips opened and a dribble of pleasured sound spilled from their luscious fullness as he started to pump in and out of her with ever so slowly building speed.
Her breasts, firm and shapely began to sway on her chest as he sped his pace and her eyes took on a look of pleased concentration as he pumped his pelvis towards her constantly unsheathing and then sheathing himself inside of her delicious body over and over. Again her body seemed to glow in the low light as it was coated in sheen of sweat as he worked her closer and closer towards her on rushing orgasm. She could easily feel it building and she had no defences against the on rushing storm of it, it crashed over her what little protection her mind offered and wiped her consciousness clean as it swept away all thought and everything else other than the sheer bliss of its passing. "Ahhhh" she cried out, her voice high and tight with tension as she breached her orgasm and swam through it muggishly.
Harry smiled softly down at her, never pausing in his pace, nor speeding up, giving her a moment to regain her wits but keeping her in that blissful place where the next orgasm could come at a moment's notice. He was breathing rather raggedly, not through exertion; he was used to more exercise than this, but from the beauty of her as she crested over the edge into sheer pleasure. She was stunning as she came with a stunned look in her eyes that was part shocked, surprised and so very filled with pleasure.
Her nipples were diamond hard on the tip of the swell of her breasts which were still moving with his constant movement. Her stomach was clenching and unclenching and her vagina was milking him for all it was worth almost sending him over the edge, but he was a long way from done with her yet. He wanted her first time to be amazing, never mind his bond or the 'contract' in the ancient style, he wanted to give her pleasure. In a way it was giving him pleasure to drive her out of her mind with bliss. Watching her cum hard and often was his goal at that moment in time and he pressed forward his goal speeding just slightly and sending her over the edge again just as the last had finished. Her thighs clenched and she arched her back slightly and her fingers were digging hard into the flesh on his forearm, but that didn't stop him from continuing.
Pansy didn't know her name, didn't know the time or the day or anything past the fact that she was floating on pleasure, more pleasure than she had ever imagined before. Over and over he brought her to the edge and over it, too many times for her to count, she was thrashing her head from side to side her mouth open in one long silent scream of ultimate release. She didn't know how he was doing this, it was almost the opposite of the pain curse it was a pleasurable dream filled with beauty of a sexual sort. Her eyes opened foggily and looked stunned up into his emerald regard and again pleasure flooded her system, his eyes darkening as he watched her cum and her eyes caught on his as she did so.
"Haaaaarrrrryyyy," she drawled almost mindlessly at him.
"Yes," he panted in return his face concentrated but focused on her.
"Haaaaarrrrryyyy," she breathed her eyes alight with something almost alien to her before that moment.
Harry smiled at her, and twisted slightly on the next thrust sending her thoughts scattering again as yet another orgasm rushed through her. Her entire body seemed to clench for a moment before she relaxed again. Her eyes opened again, upon his regard like a laser beam suddenly, "Cum," the single word a demand.
"Not yet," he said with a slightly wicked smile.
Her eyes narrowed slightly as she was building up a tiny bit of tolerance, "Cum, now," she ordered her tone light but her eyes showing she meant it.
Harry shook his head, concentrating on pleasuring her. Her legs suddenly wrapped around him, pulling him tightly and very deeply to her, sending her over the edge again, but she held on this time her eyes a little wild. "Cum" she demanded again.
"Uh uh," Harry said teasingly.
She narrowed her eyes again and seemed to focus, suddenly she clamped down with her pussy surprising the hell out of Harry that she had that control, or frankly, the focus left to be able to do it. With her milking him so strongly he felt the rush of his own orgasm charging him, but he held on manfully.
"I want it," she said sounding almost lucid. "Give me that cum."
Harry grunted; her sudden slightly dirty and very needful talk wasn't helping him holding off.
"I want to feel it inside of me, sooo deep and hot cum in my pussy."
"Gnah," Harry emoted.
"Deep, hot, cum," her tone was aural desire at that point.
"Gah," Harry said holding off for as long as he could.
She flexed her hips against him, driving him even deeper while clamping down again.
"Gahhhhhhhhhhh," Harry groaned losing control and cumming deep inside the surprising Pansy's body.
At the same time Pansy came again, if anything harder than any time before it.
They slumped together, neither moving for a long moment.
* * *
Potter Inc, Later
Harry strode into his office with a slight smile on his face. Pansy was sleeping it off and frankly he thought she had stood up to him rather well, with no false modesty he was aware that with his gifts and experience that he could be a devastating lover and Pansy had been a virgin until earlier that day. It had been an experience for Harry, mostly his sexual encounters had been hard and fast, and in no way where they worse, but that had been different, very different and he had liked it. Each time he'd had sex it had been a little different and he had to say he liked that fact.
Still, he had things to do now. Time was getting short and he had to get several things moving. He had now worked out how to get around wards, but that didn't mean necessarily that he would be able to leave the school grounds as often as he liked. He also needed to get Cissy to write a letter for him with her political leanings he suspected that she would be able to handle the Headmaster much better than he could. He had things he wanted from his next year and having Pansy with him was just one of those things, he was just lucky that Tonks and Fleur had been misleading the Order for this long or he'd have come against Dumbledore sooner he was sure. He was actually sure he could take the old man in a fight, but he didn't want to and he certainly couldn't take him politically yet. That's what Cissy was for, she was much better at all this state craft crap than he was, and he had a lawyer on tap as well who was now learning all she could about Wizarding law.
Since he had built a time dilation chamber for the ladies to use he suspected that she was well versed all ready, it was quite a work of art in his opinion, it was able to reach much further back than a normal time turner and everything in the room turned back with it. It wasn't the method he himself used, but it would work for a 'Muggle' and that was the important fact. Of course he also had a plan in his head that would demugglify his Muggle ladies. If it worked they would be moderately powerful witches in their own right. He had a course of learning for them to follow in the chamber ready to go. It was just a case of making sure his method would work.
He walked through his office, smiling at his ladies and walking up to Claire's office door and knocking.
There was a slight pause and a quick, "Come in."
He walked through the door with a smile on his face as Claire was gracing her desk, sat upon it with one of her impossibly long legs crossed over the other, showing a LOT of leg and a hint of stocking tops. She had obviously taken the pause to arrange her quickly, which was very good, but not the reason he was there at that moment in time. "Hello sexy," he said with a smile and a nod at her exposed thighs, "Got the office memo I see."
Claire smiled at him with a hint of predatory intent and slid off the desk, rucking up her skirt further in the process, "I thought you might be here for your 'morning' appointment," she said turning and bending at the waist over her desk, pointing a derriere of beauty at him.
Harry shook his head to clear it from the sudden on rush of lust and smiled, "Actually, this is about work things - sorta. I need you to arrange some documentation for me."
"Oh," she said sounding disappointed, but quickly put her professional mode in place. "What sort of documentation."
"I need two standard Marriage contracts, one for Fleur in the name Franklin, and one for Pansy Parkinson in the name Black. Appropriate dowries arranged with Amanda for two pure blood scions even though Fleur isn't' actually a pure blood but her family holds some weight. I'm hoping you know about all this crap, because I do, but I don't have time to do it myself."
"Okay," she said leaning over her desk again, this time to turn her monitor and keyboard and type into it on a note taking app, "Anything else."
"Formal letters need to be drawn up, I'd ask my assistant to do that, but," he shrugged, "I don't have one. Frankly you're the only one hear that has a clue how to write one."
"This feels rather formal for a marriage."
"It is; it's like a business deal. Now the thing of it is with Pansy, and come to think of it Fleur, we've followed the ancient forms."
Claire got a naughty twinkle in her eyes, "Sex," she said her voice full of humour, "Might of known."
"You know that much already."
"I might have been hitting the chamber rather hard, but then so have the others? We've all been playing catch up with the Wizarding world's rather antiquated system. Amanda though has mostly spent her time arranging the books and tracking down fraud for me to chase up. Business is business it seems and numbers are just numbers."
Harry smiled at her, "Go figure," he quipped.
Claire rolled her eyes and turned back to face him properly, "So contract, dowry (with Amanda) and then formal letters to the parents."
"Yeah you can get the addresses from the ladies in question, Pansy is upstairs in my penthouse, and you'll find her room. Fleur is doubtless in front of her entertainment system."
"Yeah I've already heard of her legendary skills with a Playstation."
Harry laughed, "Weird huh, she's totally magically raised and she's taken to that thing easier than I have."
Claire shot him a pixie like smile, "I'm rather taken with your law system."
"Really," Harry said sounding shocked.
"It's almost actually more legacy based than the English law system, which is saying something. You my sexy boss are considered a true blood now that you're the master of four houses. That gives you some rights you might not otherwise have had. Like Plural marriages for starters, as well as the ability to have a legitimate Harem. I know that one, I paid close attention to it," she added with sparkling eyes.
"Well, you learn something new every day, Pansy was telling me about the Harem thing, but I've never heard of a true blood."
"If you had a line gift you'd be a true pure blood, which is a cut above even a pure blood."
"Line gift..." Harry said tapping his chin in thought, "Like what?"
"Well, that trick you can do with your tongue counts, Slytherin Line you know."
"You have learned a lot," he noted.
"Lines and law are closely tied together in the Wizarding world."
"Well I can also see magic."
"I think that's called Mage Sight, that's a ... blood line trait hailing from the Gryffindor line. Though from my research that would be because you're a potter, you're not the heir of Gryffindor or anything and even I already know that's a BIG line, but the Potter line is an offshoot. I'll tell you what I'll make you an appointment before you head back, it's in front of a special panel, show them some of your tricks and we can class you as a True Pure Blood. That could be right useful in our future endeavours."
"Alright, if you think it's worth it. Anyway, can I leave this with you?"
"Of course boss, that's what you fu... pay me for."
"Tease," Harry said and walked out of the office.
"Who's teasing," Claire noted to the empty room.
* * *
Harrods, Knightsbridge, London, Day
"I can't afford to shop here," Tonks said in a virtual panic, "When you said someplace nice I didn't know you meant here!"
Natalie smiled, "For this I have this," she said holding a pitch black card between fingers and grinning.
"Wot, I've never seen a black one before," Tonks said.
Jazz smiled widely, "Well that's a Gringotts card," she said stunning Tonks, they had a lot of knowledge of the Wizarding world for a couple of Muggles. "But they follow the same rules, so BIG money."
"Harry gave us all one, I believe he has one waiting for you as well, they're linked to his 'mad' money account, which Amanda can tell you, is substantial." Natalie filled in. "Now come on, let's kit you out"
"But..." Tonks tried to complain as she was dragged physically away towards the nearest ladies clothing department, "But..." she tried again as they arrived, then even the rather grunge dressed Tonks breathed in a shocked breath.
"Yeah - look at all the pretty clothes, now we need smart and sexy, that's the office dress code." Jazz said smiling her usual sexy imp smile.
"But..." Tonks tried again as she was once more dragged towards some clothing. The two other women turned out to be virtually professional shoppers and Natalie in particular had an eye for colour and clothing in general. "Wow," Tonks said finally looking at a smart but by Wizarding standards indecent skirt suit. Frankly she wasn't up on Muggle fashion but it had a designer label and the price tag made her gag.
"Yesssss," Natalie hissed through her teeth eyeing the suit and Tonks thoughtfully, "But there is one thing I want to ask, and please don't think I'm being rude."
Tonks looked at her warily, "Go on."
"I've heard that might not be what you actually look like," Jazz said bluntly for Natalie.
"Oh," Tonks said blushing slightly, "Well - I don't, but I don't normally show my form, with the fact I can change my shape and all it would be worse with my base form."
"Why," Natalie asked compassionately but curiously.
"I have the family urh... look; only I'm kinda blonde and a little shorter than me mum and aunts."
Natalie thought back to Cissy who she had recently seen and raised an eyebrow, "So basically you're hiding the fact you're hot?"
"Well, I wouldn't go that far."
"I saw Narcissa when she visited Harry and I know she's your aunt."
Tonks frowned, "You know a worrying amount."
"I talk to Harry daily, and that's daily with the chamber."
"What chamber?"
"Never mind that," Jazz said, "Change so we can dress you in the right size at least."
"Urh... what here?"
"No silly," Natalie said with a laugh, "Go in the changing room, you know your real size right, take this suit and urh... get dressed."
Tonks snorted a laugh, "You sure about this."
"More hot women, not a problem with me," Natalie said with a smirk.
"Urh... you... urm... like women," Tonks said slowly.
"Harry say's I'm the perfect woman." Natalie replied with another smirk.
"That's because Harry is mad about you woman," Jazz said with no hint of jealousy. "Not just because you also like women."
Natalie shrugged elegantly, "Perhaps - I'd like to think that for sure."
"There's a reason you're the Alpha." Jazz put forth with a smirk.
Tonks looked from one to the other with a small smile, "You're all kind of insane." She paused, "I like that."
Natalie and Jazz both laughed with her and then bustled her off towards the changing room after she had snagged the suit in her size.
"So we're growing in numbers pretty fast," Jazz said conversationally.
"Are you surprised," Natalie asked lifting a sculpted brow.
"Not really," Jazz said impishly, "But there way he's going that place of his will be full up."
"Didn't he tell you," Natalie said, "It's a... Right Handed Dimension, yeah that's what he called it. Basically think Earth and you have how big it probably is, it may even be bigger. There's plenty of room for expansion and we know there's plenty of Harry to go around."
"True enough," Jazz said, "He is something alright."
Natalie smiled, "So, a woman that can change shape at will - that has ... interesting possibilities."
"You're a bigger pervert than Harry."
"I do try," Natalie said buffing her nails on her blouse. Just then Tonks walked out of the changing room in suit and sans her 'normal' form. "Okay..." Natalie said watching her approach, "Her balance is out of whack and I'm not surprised with that chest, where does she hide them? Also I've seen portraits of her aunts and her mother in the Black family Grimoire. She has a little of them all in and I suspect a blending influence of her father, all in all, very nice - and you know - blonde."
Jazz laughed lightly, but covered it when Tonks got near to them, "Wow babe," she said grinning, "You're gorgeous, what a body, Harry will be beside himself and perfect for him as a bodyguard as well."
"Not sure about the blonde," Tonks said grumpily, "I like the pink."
"So go pink, but keep it that long, I'm kind of jealous you can do that without hair dye to be honest," Natalie said wistfully, "Back in my younger days I experimented with a few different hair colours, took me ages to grow them out."
Tonks smiled slightly, "Well I suppose being me is slightly good."
"Oh no, it's very cool," Jazz said laughing slightly, "But I can imagine when blokes find out it's... tedious."
"Yeah," Tonks said with a roll of her eyes, "The amount of times I get asked to be this girl or that girl, especially in school. Damn right insulting it was."
"Well I doubt Harry would ask you to be anything other than you, and... well... look at you," Natalie said with a sexy smile. "Of course, that's if you are interested."
Tonks blushed and in reply said, "I suppose I should get a few more outfits."
"One bit of advice sweetheart," Jazz said, "You are interested so know this - wear stockings and prepare to be fucked stupid."
"Wot," Tonks asked wide eyed.
"He really likes them," Natalie said running a hand down her leg and snapping her garter belt.
Tonks went 'oh', "So that's what that noise was."
* * *
Harry's Building, Evening
Narcissa Black appeared with a slight pop outside of what was to be her new home a smile fully in place. Frankly she was annoyed that getting her things from her ex's had been such a hassle, she would have liked to have been in situ long before this point. Frankly her young lover blew her mind, her boy and her soul. She had NEVER felt so aroused just from a touch in her life and she was no shrinking violet when it came to the other sex. The things they had done when she had last visited were quite frankly outside of her experience.
Either way, it had been difficult to extract her belongings from her ex-husband who had managed to wriggle free of the net the Auror's had put over him once more. In the end she had gone to the goblins to sort it out for her and indeed they had. Apparently dropping Harry's name held some weight with the goblins and they had mobilised. She would have to ask him why that was so when she next saw him. She doubted it would be that night, but it would be soon, she had something to finish with him, of course she'd have to start it first, but she would.
A dazzling smile lighting up her beautiful features and the surrounding area she strode with purpose towards the front door and her future 'boss'. She could feel the magic radiating off the building; it was Harry's magic which just sent a thrill through her core, both magical and sexual.
She paused at the door, and then shrugged elegantly and walked straight in. The reception area was empty of course, especially at that time of day, but she walked through into the office area looking for her paramour. The office itself was rather empty, until she came upon his door and heard laughing from inside. She cautiously knocked. She was aware that he had other lovers and had no wish to disturb him overly that said she had no idea where to stow her things.
"Come in," was the cheerful reply.
Cissy walked in the room and saw the Brunette that had greeted her at the door before smiling fit to burst, one long shapely leg crossed over the other sat opposite Harry himself.
"Cissy," Harry said with a genuine smile on his face that just melted her, it really did. "Come on in, Nat and I was just discussing an experiment."
"Oh?" Cissy said walking in, the carpet bag she was carrying swinging with her step.
"Yeah, she's volunteered to help me with something, come to think on it, I could do with a second magical here to help me." Harry said waving to a seat, and then standing when she reached it. He waited until she was sat before seating himself. She liked that he did that, she really did.
"You know Natalie, right Cissy?"
"We've met," Cissy said with a smile for the lovely brunette. "So... what's this experiment and why do you need me."
"You're versed with theory right?"
"Passing fair," Cissy said.
"Prepare to be blown away," Natalie said with a laugh in her voice.
Cissy's brow furrowed attractively at that, "Oh?"
"I'm going to install a magical core in Nat here."
Cissy blinked a few times slowly, "Pardon?"
"I said I'm going to install a core into Natalie."
"Urh... that's not possible." Cissy said slowly.
"Of course it is; it's just a case of minor quantum flux with some magical leeching rules of Nathaniel."
"I caught maybe one word out of that and that was magical." Cissy admitted.
"Oh," Harry said sitting back a little, "It's been posited before that it would be possible with enough power to give a 'Muggle' power of their own. I think with one of my sponsor's help that I can do this and what's more I think she'll be a moderately powerful witch as well."
Cissy was shaking her head slowly from side to side, "Fine," she said in counter to her body language "If you think you can; then you can. I fail to see what help I can be - I'm not remotely powerful enough for this."
"If I start to lag, feed me some power," Harry said simply.
"That I can do, a simple pooling spell should work." Cissy said still shaking her head.
"See Nat it's easy."
"I trust you," Natalie said simply with utter conviction in her words, tone and facial expression.
"Wait," Cissy said suddenly stilling Harry who was standing, "One, where's your wand, and two she'll need one to see if this works."
"Oh," Harry said slipping open a drawer on his desk and bringing out a mahogany box about the right size for a 13 inch wand. "I made this earlier, it's rather special."
"You made a wand?" Cissy said her eyes wide, "That's a family art."
"The theory is simple enough really, and this one is a bit special like I said, black wood from Bulgaria with two cores, a single hair from me and a spot of blood."
"Blood cores are illegal," Cissy felt the need to point out, "and why would one of your hairs work."
"I'm not quite normal anymore, I'm probably classed as at least partially magical," he hedged. "Fleur's wand is Veela hair so I thought why not? Plus my ladies all have a special connection with me; I made enough wands for everyone earlier. This one is Natalie's though because this particular dark wood came from a special garden," he said with a meaningful look at Natalie who beamed at him with one of her knock out dazzlers.
"Right any objections, thoughts etc before we start?"
Cissy was nodding but said, "Nope."
Harry got up from his chair and walked around the desk, "Come to the couch," he said reaching for and gaining Natalie's elegantly turned hands into his and pulling her up and leading her to the couch, "Lie down," he further guided her.
"Right, now you're settled I just need to cast."
"Wand," Cissy asked again this time alluding to his lack of one.
"Don't need it," Harry said holding his hands out in front of him palm upwards. His eyes narrowed with focus as he concentrated. Suddenly there was a hissing spitting ball of pure power in his hand. The hair on the back of Cissy's neck stood on end from the sheer potential of that ball of power but Harry hadn't finished he focused again and it became noticeably brighter and more filled with portent.
"Right," he said, his voice showing no sign of any tremble or anything else Cissy might have expected from doing the impossible.
"Don't scream," Harry said suddenly and then thrust his hands towards Natalie's stomach; she looked up at him with utter trust even as his hands entered her stomach. She literally started to glow with a bright golden colour and her bright blue eyes appeared to crackle with repressed power suddenly. Then Harry closed his eyes, pulled back his hands minus the hissing spitting ball of pure magic and let out a sigh. "Right," he said again, "That should do it."
Cissy was literally goggle eyed; she had just seen something that broke most of the law's of reality she knew let alone magic. Harry made a motion with his hand and the wand box floated across to his hand, whereupon he opened it and presented it to the still faintly glowing Natalie, though she was starting to fade slightly. "Okay, pick up the wand and give it a little wave"
Natalie nodded, a euphoric smile on her face, sat up, took the wand her long fingers curling around its hilt and picking it up, "I feel it."
"Good," Harry encouraged her, "Now give it a wave, nothing fancy just a little wave."
Cissy found herself holding her breath as Natalie gave the wand a wave just like she, Cissy, had done when gaining her wand. Sparks shot out of the wand causing a Technicolor display that washed in the wake of the wand.
"Perfect," Harry said with a broad grin then he looked up, "Thanks Maggi."
"Who is Maggi," Cissy asked reeling from what she had witnessed.
"My pet name for Magic or the deity that will replace it soon," Harry explained though not a bit of it made any sense to Cissy.
"I can't believe I just watched that," Cissy said after a moment, "Is she... one of us now?"
"She already was," Harry said with a note of sharpness in his tone rebuking Cissy slightly, "But if you mean a witch then... yes, of course she is - that was the point. Now she is better able to protect herself. Now Nat I have a training course for you and the others in the chamber, just start when you're ready and then I'll send the other's in. I'll urh... core them all tonight."
Natalie smiled at him, then stood fluidly used one arm to pull him in for a steamy kiss that curled his toes, "Thank you - god, thank you, this feels - oh god I can't even attempt to explain how this feels."
"I know right," Harry said with a grin.
"Just wow," Natalie said, "I'm going to give you such a one later."
"First, learn, then we'll play." Harry said with a lecherous grin.
"Just wow," Natalie said, virtually bouncing out of the room.
"Nat," he called her to a standstill, "Send down Jazz will ya."
Natalie nodded, laughed and almost skipped away.
"Are you a god," Cissy found herself asking.
Harry shot her a funny look, "What, no of course not."
"Not even Merlin could have done that."
"I'm sure he just never tried," Harry said.
"But you did, and you managed it."
"It's a Gift," Harry said with a small shrug.