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Part 6
Twycross Manor. Wizarding World.
We were both hanging out in the study, a small room at the back of the house that I'd not even known about until Rooby had mentioned that the bank had some paperwork I needed to look at. Now the study was my favourite room as not only was it warm, due to the crackling fireplace, it had another collection of books in it, as well as some interesting knickknacks, records of the family's expenses going back centuries, and one of those half couch things that seemed to exist for women to lounge around on.
"You know what, finances are weird," I said.
Raven looked over to me as she closed the book she'd been reading.
"I never had much interest in money," she told me "Robin handled the budget, all I know is that The Titans were sponsored by a few companies, including Queen Consolidated and Wayne Enterprises, I just can't tell you why".
That didn't matter since I already knew. Raven seemed to forget sometimes how I already understood about her world.
"Well, I'm no accountant" I was now saying "But if I'm right then once I've done my exams I should be able to invest in a business. I'll need to find someone to actually run it for me since I want to focus on things at Hogwarts, and they'll have to keep quiet on where they get the stuff".
That could be a problem if I open a junk shop and start underselling just because I steal the stuff I want to sell, or maybe salvage would be a better word for it, there was still loads of stuff in the Room of Requirement even if Raven and I had taken the stuff that looked to be worth the most. Some of the stuff, such as the empty sherry bottles and school desks were worthless, but some of the junk included school textbooks that I already owned and equipment that students must have used in classes over the last thousand or so years.
"Of course there isn't much demand for junk, and we've flooded the market" I went on to say "It might be best to think of new ways of making some money and then opened to store once I've done my O.W.L.s and I have access to the Twycross family accounts.
When we left this world I wanted our money pouches filled with gold that we could use elsewhere. Gold was gold, after all, however, it would be nice if we had some things of value to trade such as gemstones, jewellery and while we had plenty of that stuff already I wanted us to have as much as could reasonably carry around in case we ran into money problems while in other settings.
"You need to focus more on learning spells" Raven advised, "You have to pass your O.W.L.s and master enough magic, then making money in future levels will never be an issue".
There were plenty of ways to make a living using magic in places that didn't have the Ministry enforcing so many rules or so many powerful magic users of its own. I could learn to repair things with just a wave of my wand. Transfigure junk into things that people would buy, cure the nastiest of bodily problems with potions, although Snape was more a hindrance than a help when it came to that last one.
"What are you reading?" I asked.
I'd noticed her making notes while reading.
"The project I'm working on is about ghosts" she informed "I've been hoping to find some way of banishing Professor Binns so that we can get a proper lecturer for History of Magic. I know we can study the subject ourselves, it's just that I think some of the students would do better with a proper teacher".
Banishing a ghost seemed simple enough for someone like Raven.
"So what's the problem?" I asked.
She sighed, possibly in annoyance at me or the problem she was having.
"In this world, a ghost is the imprint of the soul of a once-living wizard or witch, and as such, a type of spirit," Raven said "People who become spirits are either afraid of death or have some extraordinarily strong connection to the locations they haunt that stopped them from moving on. If Binns is tied to the school, which is possible because teaching seemed to be his whole life then you'd have to destroy the school to get rid of him without a banishment. He might be able to move on if he lost his teaching position, but since they don't have to pay him there's no way the people running Hogwarts would allow that. I thought about tricking him into thinking he's been sacked, but I don't want to risk getting expelled if I'm caught. I like going to Hogwarts, so I'm trying to find a banishing spell that I can cast without damaging the school or getting caught by the staff".
Given my lack of experience with such things, I didn't think that I could help her with that.
"Raven, I don't suppose you'd get rid of Snape for me so we can have Slughorn teach potions would you?" I requested "I won't ask you to kill him, just somehow stop him from teaching. Can you banish him to another dimension?".
While Raven had to obey me, and she'd agreed to do so of her own free will, but if I made her go off and kill someone then she could at least make life more difficult for me. As for Snape well, Dumbledore would never let him be sacked and any sort of legal action would be pointless since Dumbledore would simply use his job as Chief Warlock, which gave him great power over legal matters, to keep Snape at the school.
"Slughorn will like you," said Raven "The recovered scion of an old Pureblood house, whose rich and keeps getting into the papers".
He might be useful to me if he has connections and I wouldn't mind a teacher who actually helped me during potions class as, as for his Slugclub I could make important contacts via that group. As a group. The Slug Club was informally created many years by Horace Slughorn, who had once taught Potions at Hogwarts. During his tenure, he had the habit of inviting an elite group of students to join, and they were chosen because they have influential parents or because Slughorn believed that they would be important people someday. Slughorn called their get-togethers "parties" or "suppers," when they were essentially social networking events
The Slug Club is open to all houses, all years, all ancestries, boys and girls. If Slughorn thinks you are powerful, successful or well-connected, chances are you will be invited to attend Slughorn's "parties". The Potions Master would stay in touch with his former students once they had left the school and he would use these connections to help his new students. In thanks, they would send him gifts, which allowed Slughorn to live a very comfortable life.
"I might be able to trap in him a book" Raven offered, referring to Snape, not Slughorn "Like what happened to Malachor".
The former demi-demon began to tell me a tale about how one thousand years ago, the wizard Rorek of Nol engaged the ancient dragon Malchior in battle. But the dragon proved to be physically superior to Rorek, not surprising given that Malchior is a dragon, so Rorek of Nol decided to employ his very last resort and trapped Malchior inside his spellbook with a powerful curse. Through subsequent ages, the spellbook changed hands and eventually wound up in Raven's possession.
Upon first reading it, Raven was quite taken by the story of the battle; so much in fact that she completely isolated herself from her teammates just to read the story to its end. Later when she felt the most lonely, Malchior made his move, introducing himself as the wizard and telling her the story of how the dragon imprisoned him in the book as well. He pretended to a kindred spirit who could empathize with Raven. He slowly won Raven's trust and affection so that he could manipulate her into freeing him at least partly, then he taught her his full knowledge of magic to enable his complete escape from the book.
Because of her great power, Raven succeeded in breaking the curse, then to her horror, she came to realize that what she had unleashed was actually the evil dragon whom Rorek successfully imprisoned. When the heroic protectors of Jump City proved unable to take down Malchior even with their powers, Raven used Rorek's curse to entrap Malchior in the spellbook once again.
"Malchior is actually one of the reasons I've always been a little wary of guys," the former Teen Titan told me "I didn't want to start getting feelings for someone only for them to cast me aside when they've gotten what they wanted".
Well, she didn't have to worry about that with me.
"Since we have a binding contract I can't just cast you aside" I reminded Raven "and anyone foolish enough not to see the wonderful person you are deserves to be trapped for all time".
She blushed a little and then got the conversation back on track.
"Anyone trapped like that will get out one day, curses always have a loophole some means of getting broken, but he might not get out for a thousand years, maybe even ten thousand, or maybe I can make it so he'll only be freed if I leave this world so at least we don't have to deal with him. We can even leave the books somewhere more able to handle dark wizards, or some dimension already filled with evil if I use the curse on more than one dark wizard".
The MCU was on the list of worlds. I'd bet that Stephen Strange could easily handle books filled with dark wizards. I'd rather kill them, but I didn't have a lot of raw power and even if I practised a lot I'd never be a match for any experienced Death Eaters in a battle involving wands. So either I had to rely on Raven to handle them or I needed to cheat. Maybe I could get a gun and find someone willing to teach me how to shoot?.
"I'll have to do some research" Raven was now saying "and I don't think we'd get away with while we're at school".
Within moments I had an idea.
"The school closes during the summer and by then we'll be able to travel without the Knight Bus or the floo network so we can go Snape's House, it's in a place called Spinners Lane if my memory of the books is correct," I said, "If we can corner him at home it will be much easier".
Raven agreed to this.
"Put up with him until the summer" she requested "I promise to get rid of him for you. If nothing else it might be a method of dealing with Voldemort when the time comes".
Potter had to defeat the Dark Lord, but that didn't mean we couldn't help by giving him an easy answer. Potter was not the smartest wizard around, however, he did have a lot of raw power so he might be able to do the spell. That should count as defeating him even if he did come back in ten thousand years or something like that.
"So did you ever find out what happened to Rorek of Nol?" I wondered "Was he actually trapped in the book with the dragon?".
I soon discovered that he had not been.
"From what I was able to find out he must have died after trapping Malchoir," she told me "The book only contained one soul I checked and he was never heard from again after he went to face Malachoir. I think the battle nearly killed him and then performing the curse would have been too much of a strain".
Sounded like a real hero to me, and I meant that in a way that was not all mocking.
"I think the real Rorek and you would have gotten along," I said.
Raven gave me a small smile.
"Lucky for me I found someone else I get along well with," she said as she got up and started leaving the room, "I think we've worked enough for one evening. How about an early night?".
That wasn't an offer I would refuse.
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Twycross Manor. Wizarding World.
"Do you like it?" I said while gesturing to the training room "I had the House Elves transform the ballroom into a training area".
The wealthy Pureblood families were known for hosting big parties that were important social events, but I had no intention of inviting any of the inbreed elite into my home and since I was at the college most of the time no one really expected me to. I had been invited to a few such events, even by the Malfoys of all people who must look down on me since I wasn't a pureblood, but since I didn't know much about how to act in such situations I'd declined to attend stating that I was settling into my new home and focused on my studies.
To tell the truth I'd rather spend my time here at the manor, researching ways to defeat the Death Eaters and advancing my own skill. Hence why I'd gotten the House Elves to turn the ballroom into a training area. Complete with a stage of sorts that were used to practice duelling.
A Wizard's duel was a formal practice in wizarding culture in which two or more wizards or witches engaged in combat under the condition that only magical means could be used. The combatants faced each other and bowed, as a sign of respect, before they placed themselves in an accepted combative position and, at the count of three, attempted to disarm, stun, injure, defeat, or even kill each other in order to force submission, and thus a winner would be decided. Duelling also existed as a sport in the same way that fencing is a sport in the Muggle world so it could be turned into a friendly sporting competition.
There were also plenty of mats here for when Raven taught me some hand to hand combat, which she had some skill at thanks to her time with the Titans, and I felt sure that the Wizarding World had any number of expensive private tutors who would teach me how to fight with magic or even if weapons. While only wizards and witches used wands, intelligent magical creatures and the other races that kept hidden from muggles would have a history of using weapons I felt sure.
"This will do," said Raven "I've spent many years studying to use my powers, and you don't have the same level of talent as me, but there are a few things I can teach you beyond the simple mental exercises I've been having you focus on".
If she thought of learning to defend my mind as a simple mental exercise then I'd hate to try to learn the advanced stuff, and I had a feeling that she'd try to get me to.
"To start with you should learn Legilimency" advised Raven "It won't be that much use in a real fight because it takes time to focus enough to peer into another's mind, but in a more formal duel if you can learn what an opponent plans as his first move you'll have an advantage, and you can use to interrogate an enemy without having to resort to torture or any other lengthy method of getting information from someone".
As we both got up in the stage I tried to use Legilimency, which is the act of magically navigating through the many layers of a person's mind and correctly interpreting one's findings. A person who practises this art is known as a Legilimens. Muggles might call this "mind-reading," but practitioners of this art would disdain the term as naive as this is not telepathy like you might have seen or read about, you don't hear thoughts you see images, how that person perceives the world around them and this can be confusing.
Raven easily deflected my attempts to discover her opening move by keeping other thoughts in her mind, things that didn't matter, so that she could keep her true intentions hidden. As such when she struck I was barely able to bring up a shield in time and it didn't help much against her magical might. She'd lost some of her raw power when giving up her demonic half in exchange for stability and being able to blend in better with humanity, but she was still leagues above me.
"I don't think I can teach you must about fighting with magic until you're more experienced she said, "You should hire a tutor, but if you want your butt kicked we can move this on to the mats".
Already I knew that I would be enjoying myself this day.
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Twycross Manor. Wizarding World.
While Hermione had informed me that she was going away with her parents over the holidays she had promised to come to visit me at home before we headed back to school as such finding Miss Granger stepping out of my fireplace wasn't such a surprise. Once inside the House Hermoine passed me the gift she was carrying, and I opened it with care.
"Quidditch Through the Ages" I read out loud.
Not my first choice in reading material.
"Well, you are a boy," Granger said.
That would explain my penis.
"I've been getting a lot of reading done myself," the young witch told me as I took her coat "I've been trying to find out about a man called Nicolas Flamel, but he's not in any of my books".
Oh, so she was on the right track. Maybe she was working alone, or with Potter and his sidekick. I'd not seen them hanging out in the library, but that might just mean they getting information from her without forming any sort of real friendship.
"Nicolas Flamel the alchemist?" I asked.
The way she stood up even straight and stared right at me was a little scary.
"You know about him," she said, "Tell me everything!".
Well, I wouldn't tell her everything I knew, but I could give her some basic information.
"He's a French wizard, a well-known alchemist and only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone, which is a legendary object with incredible powers, such as the ability to create gold, which you normally can't do with magic. He worked with Albus Dumbledore to find the 12 uses of dragon's blood if I remember correctly" I told the witch "He's pretty much immortal due to the so-called the Elixir of Life. He and his wife Perenelle created this Elixir using the Stone, it prevents them from dying of old age".
Flamel was briefly mentioned on Albus Dumbledore's Chocolate Frog Card, but since I didn't collect those I didn't mention that as I didn't want her running off to go chase down a frog card when I was trying to get her into bed with me.
"There's a book on alchemy in the library that mentions him," I told my guest "But it may take some time to find as there's a lot of books in the library and they aren't sorted by subject".
The wizarding world lacked the dewy decimal system.
"Oh you mentioned the library," Miss Granger said, "Can I see it".
I figured that while she was in there I'd have time to make dinner. Raven had agreed to stay out of the way while I romanced Hermione and checked on the progress she was making when it came to protecting her mind.
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Twycross Manor. Wizarding World.
It was as if something had just snapped within Hermione Granger leading to her act very out of character. I'd sat down for a nice dinner with her, intending to try being somewhat romantic before inviting her to my bedroom for some sex, only she was now on her knees before my chair trying to free my junk.
"This doesn't seem like you," I said.
Normally I'd not worry about such things when a girl was clearly willing to orally pleasure me, but this was a world where polyjuice potion was a thing so this might not even be Hermione Granger even if up until now she had been acting like herself. Not that I had much luck thinking for long as the Emma Watson lookalike had put my dick into her mouth.
I looked down at her head, feeling her tongue explore my cock and for a moment we made eye contact and I tried to probe her mind as Raven had begun practising the art with me by her defending herself from my mental probes using Occlumency rather than me trying to. Alas looking into someone's mind isn't easy even when your dick isn't in their mouth.
What I could see of what was going on in my mine confirmed for me that this was actually Hermione Granger who is currently giving me a blowjob. I couldn't fully believe it was happening. I should've stopped her or at least gotten her to delay this until later because this could lead to her regretting her actions later.
I moaned louder than I'd intended to because she wasn't so bad at this, better than Raven her first time with me, and she didn't seem to mind my moaning. If anything she took as a sign to pick up the pace and she started moving her head even faster.
As she sped up I moaned a little louder this time and I softly touched her head. Her hair while still, a bushy mess was very soft to the touch. I stroked her head as she did her best to ruin her appetite by getting some of my cum inside her. She didn't stop until I'd filled her with as my much of my baby batter as she could get.
She just stood up and licked her lips as she smiled this satisfying little evil grin at me and raised her eyebrows.
"You seem to have liked that," she said, "and it wasn't as bad as I worried. Some of the girls in my year really don't know what they are talking about".
Her casualness with this came as a mild surprise, if only because the surprise form earlier hadn't worn off.
"I know we haven't been dating that long, but I wanted to take the plunge," she said to me "Now are we having that dinner you made".
Well if she was still hungry then I'd feed her.
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Twycross Manor. Wizarding World.
Just before we were due back to go to Hogwarts Wilkie Twycross my cousin, at least in this life, finally made an appearance, having come over to give myself, Raven and Hermione a few private lessons in the art of apparition. Normally we'd have to wait until after the Easter holidays to start learning this while at school, but I wanted to start now just in case Raven and I had any trouble mastering this advanced magical art.
Raven and I had plans we wanted to carry out over the summer, such as ensuring that we got a new potions teacher, schemes that we couldn't carry out if we were dependent on the Knight Bus as it would be too easy to track our movements that way. I also wanted to recover the ring Horcrux so as the secure the stone Hallow, but first, we needed to find a way to destroy the ring and that would involve opening the Chamber of Secrets, which was a whole other plan.
Hermione arrived well before Wilkie Twycross was due to arrive and while it would have made sense to have Raven try to teach her the mind arts there was some tension between them. Hermione wanted to be my girlfriend and Raven seemed to already have that spot as Hermione didn't know about the CYOA and couldn't until she learned to defend her mind.
Only I wasn't having much luck teaching her as we kept getting distracted by sex stuff as while we hadn't gone all the way we'd messed around a quite a bit. Things would calm down between us in time, so I would just have wait until I added the Hogwarts student to my harem and hope that then the two witches would start to get along.
Putting those thoughts aside, for now, I followed my cousin led the three of us out into the gardens and into the fields at the edge of the property as the house and the grounds around it all had anti-Apparition wards on them.
"If you are seventeen years of age, or will turn seventeen on or before the 31st of August next, you are eligible for a twelve-week course of Apparition Lessons from a Ministry of Magic Apparition instructor" Wilkie Twycross began by saying "I will be teaching you every Saturday afternoon here at the manor. I've already written to inform Hogwarts that you will be able to leave the college for these lessons".
As a rule, we couldn't just leave the college unless it was the end of term or the summer, but students with appointments such as private lessons were allowed to leave the college. I planned to take advantage of this when it came to making use of tutors.
"Normally The Ministry will charge Cost 12 Galleons for this course" we were told, "and I charge the same for private lessons, but we'll wave that fee".
No doubt Wilkie felt a bit guilty for leaving an unknown cousin in a muggle orphanage when he should have raised that child, and while it wasn't his fault since I'd written my own backstory, if I could make use of his guilt for free lessons then that was fine with me.
Apparition was a magical form of transportation, in which the user travelled instantly from one location to another, without traversing the space in-between. This was accomplished by having the user focus on the desired location in their mind and then purposely disappearing from where they were, to reappear at the desired location. Apparition was by far the fastest way to get to the desired destination, assuming it was a reasonable distance away, but was tricky to pull off correctly and disastrous if botched. The ability to Apparate was a relatively advanced skill for wizards, but other magical creatures were capable of disappearing and reappearing of their own volition as well, such as House-elves
When is use Apparition could cause an audible noise ranging from a small faint pop to a loud crack that may sound to Muggles like a car backfiring. Apparition had a range-limit and became increasingly difficult with the distance to be travelled. It was advised that inter-continental Apparition should only be attempted by the most highly skilled of wizards, otherwise you risked splinching, severe injury, and death. Also, Apparition required great knowledge of the place the wizard wanted to visit, as they needed to be able to visualise it clearly.
Twycross began teaching by telling us about the "Three D's of Apparition": Destination, Determination, and Deliberation which wasn't much in the way of theory, but Apparating is more an art than anything else, some people were just very good at it while others struggled and no amount of theory would help. As for the practical side of these lessons, we needed to apparate into a hoop that our teacher conjured up by focusing our mind on the hoop and then spinning around with the intention of appearing in the hoop.
We were told that at the end of the class that anyone who had turned seventeen could take the exam at the Ministry if they felt ready and if they passed, they received a licence to Apparate. Those who splinched themselves, even in a minor way, would be forced to retake the test. If we hadn't gotten it within 12 lessons then we were advised to wait a year before trying again as not everyone developed magically at the same rate.
Raven, who could already magically teleport herself using her powers, took to Apparation like a fish to water, were as Hermione and I got no results during the first lesson. Not that this surprised Wilkie Twycross one bit because Apparation was an art, not a science and someone people never learned to do it and a few people got it right away.
Before leaving he gave Hermione and I both a pamphlet on the subject and told Raven how to go get her license at the Ministry. She'd have to Apparate again during the actual exam, but he didn't think she'd have any problems.
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Hogwarts. The Wizarding World.
One of the benefits to sneaking around the castle at night with a magic map was that you became aware of when other people were sneaking about. People like that Potter boy, who for a few nights now had been leaving his Common Room and going to what seemed to be an empty classroom. I noticed this my first night back in the castle and I'd already gone and found out what was in the room he kept sneaking off to.
I decided to take another look at the mirror one evening when I left the library before I had to. Granger followed me as instructed, no doubt wondering why I wanted to leave the library before it closed, and I was curious about what she would see in the mirror. I also intended to show the magical item to Raven at some point, but I wanted to check it out first with Hermoine just in case she ended up encountering this mirror because she ended up getting dragged along with Harry Potter if or when he went to try to protect the stone.
"James, where are we going?" Hermione wished to know "Are we going somewhere we can be alone?".
I smiled at her.
"You'll see," I told.
As soon as I'd seen it the first time I knew that The Mirror of Erised was a very old device. I had no idea who created it, or how it came to be at Hogwarts School, I did know that it had been at this school for some time, as Dumbledore used it in the second Fantastic Beasts movie, which I'd see some time ago.
The Mirror of Erised could be good or evil, or neither, depending on how you saw it. Dumbledore would most likely warn Potter about wasting his life by staring into this mirror because Potter visited it every night, but Potter's sidekick only used it once and then lost interest so it hadn't been created to harm people was my thinking.
Perhaps it could serve some use by showing people their true desire and therefore giving them a clearer idea of what would make them happy should they work to earn it. Having something to work towards, a goal could provide a person with motivation. That made sense as the Weasel boy wanted to match up to and perhaps even surpass his older brothers, who were somewhat successful, by becoming Prefect, Headboy, and so on. However knowing this didn't drive the sidekick to achieve anything, although that might just be his natural laziness.
In the books and films it was only after Professor Dumbledore made a few modifications to the mirror does it become of real use to anyone, as a hiding place for the Philosopher's Stone. Which was something that I had no need desire for. I'd seen Flamel in that Fantastic Beasts movie and he looked like someone who wasn't so much immortal as it was simply someone who simply wouldn't die of old age. What was the point of living for hundreds of years if you had to be an old man?
The mirror's inscription ('erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi') must be read backwards to show its true purpose, and Granger didn't seem to pick up on that as she was too busy looking at whatever it was the mirror was showing her.
"I got all top marks in my exams" Hermione was now telling me "There's an award, and wow...".
Strange how her desire was so like the Weasel's, only she wanted academic success for the sake of success, not to outshine anyone, although she also wanted attention for it. Maybe they were more well suited to each other than I'd thought. Not that this mattered as I intended to have her for myself and while her lessons in mind defence were taking their time I knew we'd get there.
"Golly," Granger said next "Do you think this mirror shows the future?".
I sniggered, and she took offence at that so I gestured to the inscription above the glass.
"'Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi'" I read out "If you were to read that in a mirror, making it backwards, it would say, I show not your face, but your heart's desire".
Granger took a few moments to process all of this.
"What do you see, James?" the girl then asked.
If I had to sum up what I saw it would be in one word: Power. Only there was more to it than that. I no real desire to rule and power was a means to an end. The power I desired, that I could see myself with, meant something deeper than what the mirror could show me.
"Well, what do you see?" the bossy girl demanded to know "What is your greatest desire".
She wouldn't understand, I wasn't sure that I really understood, what I had just seen, so I was forced to lie, or at least omit the truth.
"To be a great wizard," I said.
Which was a very strong desire of mine as I wished to prove myself, but not the greatest one, as for power I'd get it. Thankfully I had time, a lot of it and many levels of this CYOA left to go before I even considered retirement.
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Hogwarts. Wizarding World.
"Did you hear about the unicorns getting killed?" I asked Raven as we met in my dorm room late one night not long after returning to the college for next term "You know if you've got that spell to trap people in books ready then we could go into the forest and try to trap Voldemort".
She didn't even bother to look up from the text she was reading.
"Even if it did work it might not count as completing the objective because he'll have just been contained rather than really defeated" she replied "and with the Prophecy, in effect, it really needs to be Harry Potter who defeats the Dark Lord. Anything we do will only alter the timeline. We'd be better off using it on Death Eaters so that when Harry Potter does face Voldemort he'll have fewer minions so that will get less of the good guys killed".
She did make a good argument and she wasn't done yet.
"And if it does somehow count we'd end up leaving for the next world before we are ready" Raven pointed out "Besides I've been working on a few projects and I was hoping you help make sure one of them is working".
Raven reached down behind the bed, an action which meant her butt was exposed to me, but I resisted the urge to smack it even if it was mine to play like a bongo drum if I wish to.
"I have a magic mirror, that I was able to recreate which allows to me enter a dimension is my own mind in a sense," she told me "It's very complicated and I need someone to test it for me because if something goes wrong in there I'm the only one you can pull you out, but it should be safe".
Since I knew what mirror she meant I wasn't nervous about this.
"And since I'm totally jealous of all the time your spending with that witch I decided to do something for you that she can't" Raven was now saying "Enjoy my emotions!".
Before I could remind her that she knew that she was signing up to be part of a harem I got sucked into the mirror, and this was not a pleasant experience. When I got inside the mirror, assuming that was what had just happened I quickly went over what I recalled of Raven's mentality from the show. She was not an emotionally stable person and while losing her demon-half may have calmed things down it wasn't as if humans were all that stoic.
The pink Raven represents her happy and cheerful side. Purple Raven her Passion, the Red Raven her Rage, the Orange Raven her Laziness and Gray Raven was her Timidity. She also mentioned feeling jealous so I should watch out for the green one.
I soon found myself face to face with Raven only she was in her old outfit, the one she wore as a hero and it really hugged her curves. Not that I got to admire the view for long as she jumped me as soon as she saw me. I tried to pull away from her, but this only seemed to make her hold onto me even tighter as she fumbled with my belt for a while before she finally managed to remove it. As she did she threw it across the room, causing it to land next to the huge luxurious bed that I didn't call recall seeing before.
When she pulled down my trousers she could see the result of her pressing up so much against me and this caused Passion to smile before she started to kiss me. I had been kissed many times before by Raven, but never like this, in fact, I wouldn't even call this kissing this was pretty much getting my mouth fucked by a tongue.
At this point, I figured that I'd best just go along with things. I wouldn't be to overpower Raven's passion, this was her mind and I had no power here other than to chose what I did. With that in mind, I used one of my free hands to gently stroke and massage her right breast making sure to it the ways I knew she liked. This caused Passion to moan into my mouth as he began to dry hump me like a horny teen.
"Let's get you naked!" Passion shouted.
The feeling made manifest pulled away from me and clicked her fingers, making my clothes simply vanish. Passion then purred in delight as she leaned into my somewhat hairy chest and she started to seem even more cat-like as she rubbed my muscles.
"So manly" she commented.
She only stopped touching me so that she could undress. She then looked down at my erection and drooled a little before tackling me on to the bed so that we could get into a sixty-nine position. I'd expected her to try riding my cock, but instead, she tried to choke herself on my cock while rubbing her cunt into my face that I did my best to lick.
It didn't long for us both to reach a climax, in fact, it happened far sooner than it should, not that Passion seemed to care, and I wonder if the quick end had to do with the emotion of passion tending to be short-lived. But that trail of thought was very short-lived as I soon found Passion the manifestation standing over me, giving me a great view of her cunt.
"Get hard I want that cock inside me" she demanded.
I made a mental note to remind the real Raven who was boss after this.
"Ugh, how the hell am I even supposed to get hard again?" I asked, "I need time recharge".
Passion looked down at me and then gave me a nasty grin.
"Oh Honey, this is Raven's mind, not the real world" I was reminded "Now that's not to say that all of this is fake, it's just that in here, the mind makes it real".
While that might be some sage advice I decided that my best course of action was to simply run away.
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Hogwarts. Wizarding World.
I watched the Marauders Map as some familiar names moved up one of the towers, at the top of the tower a name I knew and one I didn't were waiting. Given that one of the names moving upwards was Norbert it didn't take a Ravenclaw to figure out that this was the past of Harry Potter's first year that involved smuggling the dragon out of the castle. Since this was happening now it meant that Voldemort, who didn't appear on the map even if Quirinus Quirrell did, now knew how to get past the three-headed dog as Hagrid would have spilt that secret to Quirrell when he got the dragon's egg.
Looking over I saw that Raven was lying next to me looking rather content. Weeks ago been inside her magic mirror and while I tried not to think about happened while I'd been inside her mental landscape she seemed pleased that I'd gotten more in touch with her feelings. At least her timidity had been rather cute, and the part of her called Knowledge had at least not tried to fuck me, but the rest made me cringe when I thought of them. I'd been chased by Happy for what felt like miles.
Since Hermione was in her dorm room it was no surprise to me that someone else had joined with Potter and his weasel sidekick had picked up a third for their Golden Trio, in this timeline the threesome was made complete by Neville Longbottom who Potter had a lot in common with. Neville wasn't strictly speaking an orphan, but he might as well be, and both of their families had been targetted by Death Eaters. Longbottom could have been the Boy-Who-Lived, assuming that Alice Longbottom could do for her son whatever it was Lily Potter had done for hers. Simply trying to shield their sons wouldn't be enough as someone would have tried that before what with Voldemort taking out who families. There had to be something else involved, some spell.
I noticed on the map that a member of staff, the head of Potter's House, was patrolling the corridors, she must have been tipped off about something happening up in the tower. By the looks of things, the three young heroes would get into trouble. I didn't know how adult students were punished as I'd been keeping my head down in classes and I had Raven helping me with the schoolwork, but it sure looked as if Potter, Longbottom and the Weasel would soon find out.
As for me, I was noticing how quickly the days were going by, exams would be on before long, and I would be busy studying for them and by then Hermione should be ready to find out the truth of me. I'd get her to sign the contract, or the big eye thing would either way and then she'd be mine, but she was going to France with her parents for some of the summer holidays and since both Raven and I needed an alibi for when we went to get rid of Snape perhaps we should take a vacation as well, travel via Wizard means and re-enter the country using muggle methods or Raven's powers.
If I could then bump into Hermione while on holiday that would be a good thing as then someone would see me in France around about the time Snape should disappear. Perhaps I was investing too much time and energy into this project as Snape didn't bother the Ravenclaw/Hufflepuff potions class too much, but most of the time he would just leave instructions on the blackboard and be annoyed if anyone dared to ask for help.
Given his lack of interest in teaching, which granted might have something to do with the situation with Voldemort, and his vindictive nature towards some students, combined with Binns, I had to wonder if Hogwarts was worth the price of attending. I'd not taken Flying lessons, as they were optional, but I'd heard that the brooms used in those classes were very old so I had to wonder what they were doing with the money used to pay for tuition.
To be fair Flictwick my Head of House was a great teacher, and McGonagall knew her stuff, so they weren't all bad teachers even if Astromancy did seem pointless and Herbology seemed rather unless as well unless you were going to work with magical plants or had a desire for magical gardening to be a hobby.
Thinking on the staff there was that thing in Third Year when someone in charge things its a good idea to give a Time-Turner to a third-year student that will allow her (and anyone else who gets their hands on it) to meddle with time and potentially damage the timeline. While it didn't seem as if you could alter time with the device it's not as if anyone would know if you did since if you alter the past everyone would remember the altered version not the original, or at least we might. Time travel was just plain strange. Hopefully in this universe people weren't that stupid.
There were other problems as well with this place, forget the giant, vicious, three-headed dog, that aggressive troll which I had to deal with, there was fucking BASILISK within this school's walls, it wasn't active right now, but that could change. I would have to deal with it myself somehow before that cursed book got here or Raven and I would be in great danger.
Oh and the Forbidden Forest that place with the nest of killer spiders? There's no barrier of anything stopping a student from wandering too far or anything stopping the monsters from coming near the school. What the heck was that about? Why hadn't the Department for Magical Law Enforcement gone in and wiped them out?
Fretting about the stupidity of the society I was living in was pointless, and I since I'd chosen to come here I was the one to blame for subjecting myself to the dangers. I decided to try to get some sleep and then try to do something about all the dangers when I could.