After Putting Astoria back to bed, Potter woke Hermione with a kiss.
"Morning Pussy. Since you missed out on fucking my cunt last night, we thought you might enjoy fucking it now." Harry grinned at his best friend. "Do you mind being under me?" He licked and sucked her nipples, "Daphne has agreed to fuck my ass while I ride your cock-shaft."
A double flick of her wand, and Hermione's Cock was pressing against Harry's cunt. "Mount up Slut. A word of warning. Your Cherry is back." Hermione rolled onto her back.
"No." Harry stroked her fullness, before running his tongue under the glands of her cock. "I Took yours, you get to Take mine. Just to your first cum. Then I can be rolled on top, and Daphne can ride my ass like a racing broom." He kissed his way back up, stopping to suck and nibble a nipple on his way to her mouth.
Once he was kissing her, she forced him onto his back, and drew his legs about her hips. "Like you said, 'Invite me in'."
"Hermione." Harry looked her in the eye. "Please Fuck me."
She set her pre-cum leaking mushroom head to his puffy and damp lips, and adjusted her hips to push. Slowly she sank into his depths. When encountered the tip something inside him, "This is how I wanted my first time to be." She leaned down and smothering him in a full deep kiss… punched through and buried herself balls deep.
Harry cried out in the kiss. "And I raped you instead." He gasped when she broke the kiss. "And every time I am taking your cock up my cunt… you get to choose. Simple and loving or deep and brutal." He licked her nipple as it was close enough, "And the pain of my cherry being popped each time is but a small price to pay for you to Fuck me… for you to make love to me. Between the four of us, and soon little Tori, our wild sex is making love, we are just too needy and greedy for the pleasure and the pain of raw orgasims." He cupped her cheek, before pulling her into a deep kiss. "Now, my dear Pussy… My Hermy… Fuck Me!"
Hermione morphed into her hybrid face, "Do not call me Hermy!" the fucking was quick and needy and soon she was seeding his womb, so she could roll over and let Daphne rip his ass a new one.
HPDT
The Four fourth years were eating breakfast around the coffee table in the nude, as the cold November sun washed over their pale flesh. They would pet one another, as they ate. They were debating getting dressed and going to Hogsmead, as this was a Hogsmead Weekend. The First Weekend since the Goblet made its choice.
Dobby had opened the Window when he delivered Breakfast.
Astoria had been 'Plugged', dressed, and allowed to 'go play' with her year mates. She was also instructed to finish all her homework if she wanted to 'fuck' that night.
A Barn owl arrived through the open window and delivered its letter to Daphne. It took the bite of bacon Harry offered it, as it was stripped of its letter.
"Fuck." Daphne spit. "Father demands our presence within the Hour." She looks at the rest of her Coven. "Private Room at the Broomsticks."
"Boots and corsets, Sluts." Harry stood. "Dobby! My 'Lord Fuck Me' Outfit!"
Hermione glared at him, before she began to purr. "Winky! We need you!"
HPDT
Fifteen minutes, the four of them passed by the Great Hall.
"Astoria!" Daphne called from the doors. As the younger sister trotted up, "We have been commanded to report to Father. While we are in Town, is there anything you want?"
"Sugar quills, Botty beans, and something silky for daddy time." She kissed her sister, before running back to her friends.
"I am so turning her ass red tonight." Harry hissed, as he led the way to a 'horseless' carriage. "She completely ignored me."
"She is just playing the part of the unknowing sister of your wife." Tracy leaned on his off arm, her leg with a wand strap showing its two wands.
"Yes, and after she kisses me as her 'Daddy', I have to punish her for risking exposing the Game. There is no way that little bubble butt is safe. Tonight, I redden it with a paddle for her infraction. Then I tenderly tell her that it was so that she could learn from her mistakes, and grow to be the good little fuck we know she can be… before one of Us sticks our hard cock up her tender red ass and fucks her into oblivian."
Harry helped the three witches into the carriage. "You do realise, Tracy, that you are not allowed any cock today." Tracy and Hermione sat facing back, as Harry and Daphne sat facing forward. Harry took this time to fondle Daphne's leg, proudly showing the wand strap with two wands… but only one was hers.
"Is this because of what I did to you last night?" His wife pouted.
"No." Harry frowned. "Not just last night. It is just that you have Fucked Everyone here, but other then me, you have not taken any cock outside of Ceramony. I noticed that last night you were quick to pin and mount Hermione, but try as I might, I heard none of her mewling. She is very vocal when she is fucking and being fucked. But under you… she is lucky to finish. So… until I decree otherwise, you are cut off."
Tracy glared as she openly stroked his wand strapped to her thigh. "Yes, Milord Husband."
"Why are you stroking that new wand?" Hermione asked as pulled her short skirt down to cover her knees.
"When Milord first paid for us, Daphne was playing the wanton slut, and Harry slid his wand into her wand-holder." Tracy smiled at the memory, "He was telling everyone who knew what to look for that she was a sheath for his wand."
Tracy ran her offhand up Granger's thigh, "That she was a fuck on the side."
In quick time they were pulling up in the town square. As Harry stepped down he looked about. Not seeing anything, he Handed down Hermione the side-piece, Daphne, his consort, and Tracy, his wife. With Tracy on his arm, and Daphne playing High Priestess, They squared up. Daphne was leading, but she looped her left arm through Hermione's right. "And Today, that role is yours. Not knowing why we were summoned, we have to be ready. If Father is demanding his Rights as Primary… well… you are fucked."
The din of the Three Broomsticks was rowdy as usual but Daphne was quick to find out that her Father was upstairs, Room Five.
Once the Four were in, Lord Greengrass had locked the Door, and warded it for privacy.
Harry stroking his wife's leg frowned. "What is the meaning of this?"
"I have the need to ask you a Favour, Lord Potter." The man sat beside his two witches. "After Tori was conceived, I was assaulted, and certain functions I need to provide for my covert coven have been prevented… permanently."
"As Priestess of our group," Madam Daves braced herself, "I need to partake in certain activities in the Name of Our Demigoddess. When Ann and I chose Cyrus as our Warlock, we knew there were Bloodline issues in play. A curse that caused low birthrates, and could prevent the spawn from reaching adulthood. Cyrus himself is the fourth-born of his Father. Our Chosen Deity was a Demigoddess of Fertility. It was a Beautiful Union. Our three Daughters, though Tracy was conceived by a muggle who we were just using for sex. He hung around, we would breed, it was good. Then He died in some armed conflict elsewhere and we were sad. The Demigoddess infused her gifts into the greenhouses and fields that make up Greengrass Horticulture Business." The witch sipped from her glass of wine. "Now has come the time to pay. Both me and Ann have faithfully paid our tith, and performed the rituals…"
"But going through the motions will only get us so far." Ann took over the Narrative. "I will be blunt. 'To grow new life, the fields need to be ploughed and seeded'. That is a direct quote of our scripture. Now Evie and I have been ploughed, but due to his injuries, Cyrus can no longer seed the fields."
Evie refilled her goblet. "The Night after you acquired our Treasures, I received a vision. A Demigod of Combat, A Sential of the People came into Our Lady's realm, and Took of Her Bounty. When Challenged, He offered Payment of Himself. Liking what she saw, she agreed, and had him breed her. Had Him 'Plough and Seed her Field'."
"Fuck!" Hermione hissed.
"Yes." Ann answered with a stone face, but her eyes were laughing.
"So…" Daphne, half a step behind Granger, "You are needing Potter to 'Plough and Seed' you two?"
"Yes." Evie answered.
"And the odds of Children." Harry buried his face in his hands.
"Considering She can override any form of contraception… better than Fair." Evie answered.
"House Potter claims the Right to be involved in their lives." Harry glared at Cyrus. "The Only Reason they would be considered Greengrass in the First place is because the Bitch is Greengrass. As this is not in the original Contract, and to Keep House and Coven Greengrass flourishing, it will need to be at least a yearly service, House and Coven Potter claims Primary."
The Witches freeze.
"You will have to Take it." Cyrus sneered. "I will bow to no man, and your wands are out of reach…" He went for his wand…
Harry's holly wand bloomed in his hand, as he cast the disarm hex, the binding hex, and silence jinx. All three were silent cast, with only minor twitching to cast. Cyrus' wand ended up in Harry's off hand, as he was bound in a leather rope, and muted. Lord Greengrass was struggling on the floor.
"You began the Ritual by declaring Primary." Daphne sighed as moved to stand behind Harry, "Finish it."
"How?" He Hissed.
"Lord Potter." Evie sighed. "Cyrus called you here for the express purpose of raping your witches after forcing you to breed Annabeth-lynn and myself. Then to Complete to Ritual, he was going to rape you."
"And by Rape…" Hermione stressed the question.
"What?" Evie asked.
"Rape. By the Book that Our Coven is built on, There are three definations of Rape. The unwanted sexual use of a person, the nonconsentual sexual use of a person, and the forceful sexual use of a person." Harry sighed. "I personally draw the line at the First, but on a case by case basis, the other two are up for discussion." He pulled Ann to her feet, before palming Ann's breast as he slid Cyrus's wand into her cleavage. "As you two came here to be bred… you two are Fucked, and if my wife has any say… well fucked."
Using his booted foot he rolled Cyrus onto his back. "Now, which definition are you objecting to?" Harry swiped away the silence jinx. "Is it the Fact that you are Fucked or the Fact that I am the one to take you?"
"I Bow to 'No Man'!" Cyrus hissed.
"I see three options here." Harry spoke, turning to the Greengrass Witches, "One, I bend him. By taking him against Consent, whether he enjoyed the Act or not, it is done. Two, My Priestess Takes him. And three… He is removed from Greengrass."
The non-muggles froze.
"Milord." Daphne hissed, "Do not joke about that."
Hermione squinted at the Wizard bound on the Floor, "Ann, I have been watching little Tori. She cries in her sleep. She begs 'Daddy' to 'Use her'. During one really hard night, We were abstaining, She was Begging Daddy to do as Father did to Mother. Or Rather as 'Mother did to Father'."
"What are you asking…child?"
"Do you ever mount Him?" Hermione allowed her inner kitty to be exposed. "You Do." She smirked, looking like a brown Chessire cat. "He likes to be taken, but he can 'Never give Consent'." She looked at the wall clock, it was just turning Ten. "If we have a late Lunch at Two… with Lord Greengrass as the Warlock in the room, I know I want to see Harry being seeded by Him. In fact, by Two, Harry should again be Cherry."
"Sluts. Clear the centre of the room." Harry stood and began to untie his ascot. "We will start with Lord Cyrus. When I am finished with him, Daphne will use him, then Granger." He unbuttoned her shirt, as Hermione and Daphne began to move the furniture. "Tracy…You are driving clean-up." Harry looked Cyrus in the eye, "Good Night milord." A stunner caught the bound warlock in the chest.
HPDT
Albus stumbled from the Floo into his Office.
His First act was to retrieve his First Wand from its hiding place.
Next He dressed in his second best Robes, and groomed his hair and beard to shine and show at it's best.
Then He Headed to Breakfast in the Great Hall.
While he was eating, He kept his eyes open for any sign of the 'Brat'.
He felt a twinge as four more students left the wards.
Now he just needed to Find the 'Brat' and put him in place…
HPDT
At Half Six, the Four of the Potter Coven straggled into the Hall, having spent the last eight hours 'playing' with the Greengrass Coven.
"Potter!" Neville was at his side as the four walked gingerly to the Griffondore table. "What the Hell happened to you?"
"Was Called on to claim Primary over another coven." Harry dropped heavily onto the bench. "Six Hours of Ploughing and Seeding the Fields can really take it out of you. Then we had to clean up and catch the shops before heading home. Some things for my Witches, you know… book store, chocolates, something silky and slinky." Harry sighed. "These Sluts are going to be the Death of me… oh But what a way to go."
"I would not know…" Neville trailed off as he noticed something. "Ah, Potter. The Headmaster is back."
"Oh." Harry straightened up, "Looks like we are going to have a round two. Heir Longbottom, in case it comes to it, I ask that you Stand as my Second."
"You expecting trouble, Milord?" Daphne cocked an eyebrow.
"Within these Halls," Harry chuckled, "Always. And Double that if Albus is involved."
Hermione grunted as she dug a book from under her robes and dropped it on the table. Tapping it with her wand and it grew three times as large.
"I see Granger has her 'Little Reading'." Neville grinned, "What did your other witches get?"
"Daphne got a few pounds of fudge, and Tracy dropped five Galleons in Zonko's. We all bought gloves and scarves from Gladrags, and then caught the last carriage up." Harry smiled at the memory of the girls examining everything 'silky', 'sexy', and 'skimpy'. "I have earned my sleep tonight."
Neville just chuckled. "Wanna bet?"
Then Dinner was served.
When the Potter Coven stood to leave, Headmaster Albus called out across the Hall. "Mister Potter, Please meet me in my Office."
Harry sighed, as he exchanged glances with his girls. "Yes Sir."
As the four females joined him at the base of the stairs, the Fourth Year Girls exchanged another round of silent glances, before Hermione dropped a hand on Astoria's shoulders. "Come Tori, This is something for the Coven to Handle. I am a pet and you are a toy. I would say let's go play, but I need a good shower and someone to wash my back." Hermione led the young witchling away.
The Trio of the Potter Coven approached the Gargoyle after slowly climbing the Grand Stairs, and wandering the dark hallways. "Do be a Dear, and tell the Headmaster that Potter is here to see Him." Harry drawled to the Stone Bat-dog beast.
The Beast stepped aside, and the stairs spiralled up. Harry stepped forward, knowing Daphne and Tracy were right behind him.
As he neared the door, he adjusted his ascot, and palmed the two wands on their thighs. At the door, he knocked, and heard the Headmaster call for him to enter.
"Harry, my boy. So good of you to come." Albus smiled his proud Grandfather smile. "Miss Greengrass, Miss Daves, you can go."
"Headmaster Dumbledor." Daphne sauntered forward, "You have been in St Mungo's the past week, so I understand your confusion. I am no longer Miss Greengrass. I am Madam Potter, nee Greengrass."
"Yes Headmaster." Tracy stepped to her side, Harry's Holy wand easily visible in the wand strap on her thigh. "I am now Lady Potter nee Daves. Our Lord Husband has obeyed all the Laws, Traditions, and Ceremonies. The only way to remove us from our positions is to Remove Us."
"And You will not survive trying that option." Daphne shifted her weight, causing her wand strap to be exposed… showing the Elder Wand.
Harry had stepped toward Fawkes when he entered the room. He was crooning over the fire-bird as he kept an eye on the reflection of his wives and the Headmaster. It was because he was watching the reflections that he spotted Snape step out from the shadows and raise his wand…
Potter spun and dropped the Potion Master with a silent stunner from his left-handed ironwood wand. "Of course, the Headmaster would not be thinking of interfering with a Registered Coven. It would end badly for him."
"Covens are Immoral and Illegal!" Albus roared.
"Not Illegal." Daphne smirked. "And we are registered. As to Immoral… Well, that is a matter of Opinion." She threw an arm around Tracy's shoulders. "As long as we do not pressure anyone to join, obey all strictures and guidelines set forth by the Council of Covens, and adhere to the Law…"
"There is little to Nothing that you can do, Sir." Tracy snaked an arm about Daphne's waist. "You Have been Warned. Any further move, action, or word spent to interfere with our Coven, in any manner, and our Warlock will come calling on you. This is your one and only warning. Next we file for a Feud… and the next we arrange for your funeral."
"We will be filing our notice that you were warned with DMLE and DCaC." Daphne nodded to the Headmaster. "Now what is the reason for you calling our Lord Husband to your Office?"
"I wanted to find out why he has not attended class all week long?" Albus tried for the disappointed Grandfather.
"That is easy, Sir." Harry spoke, not taking his eyes off the sleeping Snape. "I am no Longer a student of Hogwarts. The Rules of the Tournament state One Champion per School. As the Goblet chose both me and Cedric, one had to go. Because Cedric was chosen as Hogwarts' Champion, I am the odd man out. Now after the third task, provided that I survive, I will be registering to attend Hogwarts next Fall… provided that my Coven is welcome." Harry flicked a glance at the Headmaster. "Wive, it is time to go. Fawkes, good to see you as always."
Harry exited the room, his eyes never leaving the Headmaster, as everyone stepped over Snape. As the door boomed shut behind them, they let out a collective breath.
"Now, let's hurry back to our Quarters, we have a slut to punish." Harry led the way, avoiding painting, and using the back passage ways. So it took them twenty minutes instead of ten, but they were able to avoid leading the Headmaster to their nest. "I think my course of study will be to secure access to our Chambers against nosy Headmasters and Professors."
HPDT
As they entered the room, they were surprised to see Hermione in full furry glory, her Boots in the air as Tori was trying to suck her soul out of her cunt. The younger witch was only wearing her socks that ended below the knee, penny loafers(they each had a knut as opposed to a real penny) and a butt plug with a glass emerald that winked as her buttocks flexed.
Harry smiled, before pointing to a wooden chair in the corner. "Tracy, you are to sit there. If you can go the full two hours without touching yourself… you get to enjoy me however you want." Harry muttered the switching spell that removed his Pants, shirt, and cloak, leaving him standing there in his boots, vest, and ascot. "What is your pleasure, Wife?"
"I think I am going to pound the furball's soul back in." Daphne now stood beside him, in just her boots and leather corset, her breasts were lifted, displayed, and her nipples were poking out holes that made them look fuller. A golden chain and two nipplerings were added just that morning.
Miss Daves had used the chain to lead the blonde about the room and then for leverage to fuck Daphne as Lord Greengrass defiled Harry. Lady Greengrass was enjoying the attention of both Hermione and Tracy at the time.
"Good. papa has something for his Toy." Harry leered, as he strode forward, and grabbed the ponytail Tori often wore during play. It kept her hair out of her face, and offered her playmate a handle. With a firm hand he pulled her from Hermione's snatch, elisting a whine from them both, before Daphne stepped forward, and sunk her cock into the Furry, fully.
Harry roughly yanked the emerald from the witchling's ass, before replacing it with his hard cock. "Did you finish your homework?"
"All but astrology, papa." The witchling writhed as he held her by her ponytail on his cock. "For that I need to go to the Tower…At night." she was gripping his wrist with both hands for balance. "Hopefully You can help me with the charting, before bending me over the parapet and filling my ass with your hot sticky goodness."
"We will see. After fucking your Father and Mother today, I am feeling a bit tired. I might not even get to cum tonight. But I said I was going to rip you a new one. You ignored me today when we were heading out. You always say 'Goodbye' to me when I am leaving." He pulled out, "On the bed, face down." She scrambled to obey, as he followed. Once he was above her, he reentered, brutally.
"Yes Papa!"
He rolled them over, "Sit up. Bounce." He turned to watch Hermione's furry face as she was fucked. "Having Fun?" he asked the purring witch.
"She fucks me… almost as good… as you do." Hermione had to fight to get the words out. "You use… your aura… to hold me… to love me… to breed me." Daphne twisted a teat, causing Hermione to roar as she had an orgasim. "But Daphne… just fucks me!"
The Blond, who had not adjusted her stroke, just smiled. "Because he is the Lord and Master. He loves us, and breeds us. But I am just fucking you, slut." She twisted the other nipple, causing Hermione to whine and pant. "But you will carry my sprog as well, Bitch."
The Greengrass sisters continued to bounce on their partners until they fell asleep. Daphne pulled from her lover, as she turned her eyes on Tori. "Off his cock." She grabbed her sister by the ponytail, and led her to Tracy who had stripped completely, before sitting on the hard wooden chair. "Who is mama?" Daphne asked.
"You are." Tori licked her lips, "She is."
Looking at her first lover, Daphne raised an eyebrow. "He said no touching for two hours, and it has been forty-five minutes. You have not touched." She pulled Tori closer. "Lick Mama, Suck her Soul out!" She then thrust her sister's face into Tracy's crotch, before lining up, and sinking balls deep into her sister from behind.
Tori gave a muffled squeal, but never stopped her job on Tracy.
HPDT
TBC
