Heirs
It wasn't too bad, eventually. "The Golden Trio" was joined by Luna as well as Neville and Hanna in the train compartment. Many others peeked in or even visited shortly, congratulating Harry for his victory, despite his protests. "We all fought together," he insisted, yet nobody cared.
Evident in their absence were Draco Malfoy and his cronies. Draco was still awaiting trial, like all captured Death Eaters and their supporters. Some other higher-classes Slytherins were also absent and nobody was sure why. Harry was surprised when Daphne Greengrass and her friend Tracey came to congratulate him. Daphne proved to be quite a warm person during their conversation, unlike her "Ice Queen" reputation.
"I think this is going to be a very enjoyable year for Harry," Luna said dreamily when they were momentarily left alone.
"Why do you say this?" Ron asked.
"Don't you see? All girls want to shag a hero, even the Slytherin."
Ron almost choked while Hermione laughed. Trust Luna to say everything blatantly.
Luna was proven correct. Harry started noticing the seductive glances in his direction even before the welcome feast began. It seemed as if every girl at school, except some first year ones, was contemplating the same idea. Harry shuddered when he saw Millicent looking at him that way. He was ready to be intimate with most of the girls, if asked nicely, but some were just too much to bear.
Harry and his friends had another surprise coming, as Professor McGonagall, the newly appointed headmistress started speaking. "We're all welcoming back our heroes who fought and conquered a few months ago. All those who received the Order of Merlin decoration have been allotted special lodging near the married couples dorms. Please raise a toast to Harry Potter, Hermione Weasley, Ron Weasley and Neville Longbottom – all Order of Merlin first class, as well as Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley, Lavender Brown and Susan Bones!"
Everybody cheered, yet Harry lowered his head, as if ashamed. Later, when escorted to his new apartment, he was glad he had some privacy, at least. The constant attention he was getting from all around was becoming quite a burden. This didn't mean he wanted to be alone, though. He was glad that Luna was nearby and he knew that Hermione would also keep him company once in a while. He wasn't too glad that Ginny was also near, yet she seemed to be content to be able to take Dean into her apartment.
Harry was wondering about Susan. The unassuming little girl he had first seen during their sorting had now become an impressive young lady with dark red hair and very evident assets, which could not be hidden even by the school robes. He wondered how it could feel to touch and fondle them.
He was also wondering about Lavender. He knew that Ron had enjoyed Lavender during their fifth year. He thought she now looked much prettier, and just a bit more serious. Still, he was quite glad to be left alone for the first night back, falling asleep quickly and sleeping soundly until morning.
He went early for breakfast, before any of his neighbors, as he now referred to them, seemed to wake up. There were only a few students in the Great Hall at this early hour. He was quite surprised to see Daphne among them. The girl had never been an early riser, as far as he could tell. She noticed him as well and came to sit at his side.
"Do you mind if we have a private conversation?" she asked him.
"Aren't we having it now?" he asked, smiling at her.
"The Great Hall is hardly suitable for anything private," she noted. "We can go to an empty classroom, once you finish eating."
Harry finished his meal, glancing furtively at the blonde beauty. He still considered Hermione the most beautiful of their class, even though she disagreed, yet Daphne was a very close second, he was sure. Even when taking her "Ice Queen" persona, she was still beautiful like a silver statue. When she let go of it, she was almost as enticing as a Veela.
"Shall we go?" she asked as Harry finished.
Harry nodded and followed her to an empty classroom. Daphne locked the door and cast a series of privacy and sound proofing spells, most of which he barely recognized, before turning to him. "I want you to impregnate me," she stated simply.
Harry looked stunned. It took him some time to even be able to emit a sound. "But..."
Daphne had her text rehearsed. "As the eldest daughter of my parents, having no brother, it is my duty to my family to bring an heir, if I can. This means that I can't marry anybody who is head-of-house or heir apparent, leaving me with very few options. It may even be more prudent not to marry at all and just have a child."
Harry was still feeling unsure. It would be fantastic to shag this gorgeous girl, but was that really what she wanted? And if so – how could he ascertain the child's gender?
"But... Even if I do it, how can you be sure it would be a boy?"
She looked at him as if trying to asses the truth in his words. "You don't know anything, do you?"
He lowered his head in shame.
"Well, you grew up among muggles. I should not be surprised... You see, whenever a wizard and a witch copulate, if they control and direct their thoughts correctly, they may influence the gender of the baby, assuming fertilization takes place. This also depends highly on the magical power of the parties involved. My parents aren't very powerful, so they didn't manage to have a boy. This is why I must do it for them."
"Are you more powerful?"
Daphne smiled sadly. "I wish I were. Neither I nor my sister are powerful witches. We know how to use our limited powers to their fullest, but I'm not even sure we reach the average."
"Then how can you be sure it would work as expected?"
"I've chosen the most powerful wizard I know of for the task. You've defeated He-Wh... Voldemort, haven't you? Even more than twice, if the stories are true."
Harry shrugged. "I was just lucky."
She smiled knowingly. "No. You produced a full patronus during your third year. You fought Death Eaters on your fifth. You are a very powerful wizard, I'm sure."
Harry still felt like a fish out of water. "But..."
"What is it? Am I not attractive enough?" Daphne sounded a bit hurt.
"No, you're..."
"Ah... It's these school robes!" She didn't seem to notice his reluctant answer. "They hide me too well."
She waved her wand at her clothes, murmuring a spell Harry didn't recognize. Her clothes disappeared only to reappear on a nearby chair, folded neatly. "Am I attractive enough now?"
Harry was dumbstruck. He knew she was beautiful, but now, seeing her in her naked glory, he could hardly breathe. She even looked more attractive than he remembered Fleur during the second task, when the part-veela had been clad only in a skimpy swimsuit.
"You're fabulous!" he said with awe.
"Will you shag me then?" she asked, moving her body sensuously as she stepped closer.
"It would be an honor," he said, his eyes attracted to her feminine body.
Daphne was still holding her wand. She could see Harry was getting too excited to think. She waved her wand at him, repeating the same spell, leaving Harry just as naked.
Harry seemed to be in a trance. He only came to his senses when her breasts pressed onto his chest as his erection pressed onto her shaved mound. "You want to do it now?" he asked, barely hearing his own voice.
"We should practice a few times first, I believe," Daphne said. She cast the contraceptive charm on herself and let her wand fall before she hugged Harry, pressing their bodies together.
His body reacted automatically. He hugged her, caressed her and kissed her, enjoying her exquisitely shapely body, her pert nipples and her smooth skin. Sometime, between caresses, he found a wand and conjured a comfortable bed, not even thinking properly. Eventually he found himself perched between her thighs, ready to plunge in.
"Please be gentle. I'm still a virgin," she pleaded while hugging him even closer.
Harry complied. It was still very different than the first time with Hermione. This time, his mate was ready and conscious and also determined not to let anything spoil her plan. By the time they both reached their peak, Daphne was no longer feeling any pain or discomfort. She was just feeling great.
Once it was over and they could talk again, Daphne said, "I want to be impregnated no sooner than November, so I can take my NEWTs before I become too heavy to move. We should still practice twice a week until then."
"Twice a week?" he wondered.
"Well, of course. There will surely be some others who would like a share of your attention as well. I shouldn't take up all your time."
It took him a moment to comprehend. "What will happen after you become pregnant?"
She shrugged. "I've read that pregnant women are usually hornier than before. We should probably keep meeting just the same."
"Will you tell your boy who his father is?"
"That depends on you. I'll tell him or keep it a secret as you wish."
"I'd love my child to know me and I want to take part in his life."
Daphne smiled tenderly, a kind of smile he wouldn't have believed the Slytherin girl could ever show. "It would be nice to keep you in my child's life... and in mine."
They got dressed silently. Harry was still finding it hard to believe that he had really had sex with this blonde idol, that he had touched her most intimate parts and caressed her skin. It was more like a dream he didn't want to wake up from.
"I think you should leave first. I'm not sure we should already be seen together. I'll wait a few minutes, return this room back to its previous state, and then leave as well," Daphne told him.
"When will we meet again?" he asked, already longing for her.
She smiled reassuringly at him. "In a few days. I'll let you know beforehand. Now Go!"
Harry was almost late for the Charms class. Ron was sitting with Hermione, but he had saved a seat for him at the adjacent table, where Susan was already sitting alone. Her close friend, Hanna, was sharing a table with Neville now.
"I was worried for you, mate. I've heard you were seen leaving the Great Hall with Daphne. I still can't trust the snakes," Ron whispered.
"It was nothing, really. She just taught me of some customs I wasn't aware of concerning heads of houses and their heirs."
Susan was looking at him with a knowing smile. Harry wondered what may have caused it. Was she suspecting anything? Maybe she already knew? No, that couldn't be!
Daphne seemed indifferent during lunch and then during dinner. She was sitting at the Slytherin table and seemed almost hostile at times. Yet, when she left the Great Hall she dropped a folded note in Harry's lap. "The day after tomorrow. Same place, after dinner."
Harry tried making this last year at school count. He studied diligently, letting Hermione help him get better organized and put more studies in any given amount of time. Ron wasn't too happy about this, as it forced him to study more diligently as well. Still, Ron didn't dare unnerve Hermione about his studies. She had always been scary when provoked, and pregnancy just accentuated this side of her.
Hermione's serious studying was actually attracting some of the better students, who soon formed a kind of study group, centered around her. Each of the group helped the others with his strong subjects and was helped with his weak subjects. Only Hermione didn't seem to need any help. Even in Herbology – her weakest subject, she was on par with Neville, who was considered the best at it. With Malfoy and his entourage gone, some Slytherins also joined the group, proving to be just as helpful as the others. Daphne excelled in Potions and Runes, while Tracey proved very knowledgeable about Magical History and Arithmancy.
All the "heroes", as they were called, joined the group, along with some others, making it quite large, although it would usually divide into several subgroups, each studying a specific subject.
Harry led the DADA subgroup by default. Even the Slytherins were aware of the effectiveness of his teaching at the DA and were eager to tap his talent. Harry didn't mind. He liked helping people in any way he could, Hermione had always called it "his saving people" tendency.
"Would you mind revising DADA with me?" Susan asked Harry at dinner.
"Not at all," he answered, although he remembered her fighting just a few months earlier. She fought like the best. He didn't think she needed any revising, yet when she bent a bit to talk to him, he could see down her cleavage. That was incentive enough.
Susan came with him to his apartment after dinner. Once he closed the door she didn't even pretend she wanted to study. The way she approached him, letting her school robes fall behind her, was indication enough. Harry didn't object, though. He now had a chance to check all those barely hidden assets of her and then some.
Susan was just as willing to show him. She came closer to him, walking sensuously, put her hands on his shoulders and removed his robes. "Won't you like to help me out of my clothes?" she asked teasingly.
Harry responded as expected. He helped Susan out of her uniform shirt, leaving her upper body clad only in a nice bra, the color of her hair. Although large, it barely covered her nipples, leaving about half her sizable breasts bare. Before Harry could comprehend the view, she helped him out of his shirt as well.
"You may also touch," she encouraged him.
He caressed and fondled, using both hands on each tit, and then removed her bra altogether. Susan's large tits didn't stay as firm as Daphne's much smaller ones, but they were still a celebration to see, wiggling slightly as she moved.
They continued removing each-other's clothes, adding some caresses as well, until both were completely naked. Harry kept giving special attention to Susan's most prominent assets, licking and sucking her nipples even when his hands were roaming elsewhere.
By the time they reached his bed, both felt extremely aroused and ready for the next step. Harry let Susan find a comfortable position on his bed before climbing on, settling between her thighs. He continued caressing and kissing all the while, now paying attention to her lower parts just the same.
"Please be gentle. I'm still a virgin", she pleaded.
Well, that was resolved quickly and Susan didn't flinch when he buried himself in her inviting entrance, passing her barrier as if it was just thin tissue paper. She encouraged him to go deeper and to fill her cavity with his member. He complied willingly, resting his head on her large breasts which were firm and soft and just wonderful.
Unlike the other girls he knew, whose breasts were small to medium, Susan had really large breasts which he enjoyed fondling. He needed both his hands to cup one and it was an exciting new experience. She was more endowed everywhere else as well, although quite shapely. Harry enjoyed paying attention to all her curves just as much as she enjoyed it. Eventually they fell asleep together.
Harry woke up first, noticing his head was resting on a very comfortable pillow. It took him another moment to realize it was actually Susan's breasts. He tried to remember how he had reached this very pleasant position and smiled at the memories. He then frowned, not remembering any of them using the contraceptive spell. He wasn't opposed to impregnating Susan, but he didn't want it to happen unplanned.
Susan was also stirring awake, smiling at Harry as she saw him positioned over her naked body. "I love what we did together. Can we do it again soon?"
"We forgot casting the contraceptive spell," Harry told her, feeling a bit ashamed.
"That's nothing, really. I've started taking the potion since I knew I was coming back to school, hoping to lose my virginity soon. It wouldn't have mattered even if I didn't take it, though. I'd like you to impregnate me, preferably bringing a son."
"Why?" He didn't understand why she wanted it and why him.
"Well, I'm the last of my house. My parents died when I was a small kid and my aunt was killed by Voldemort. I need an heir to carry on the line and I believe a powerful wizard like you can assure it, besides giving my child a father to be proud of."
Harry wanted to say he wasn't really powerful, but Daphne had already shown him why he was considered one. It would be futile to try and change her mind.
"But you're on the potion now, you say."
"Yes, I'd rather finish my NEWTs before going into labor. I intend to stop taking it on December, so I could be impregnated close to the new year. We still need to practice until then..." Her smile and the way she let her breasts wiggle were quite suggestive.
"Sure! Practice makes perfect," Harry agreed, "but now we should return to our normal timetable, or we'll be late for school."
He still enjoyed watching Susan get dressed, caressing her curves with his eyes, before escorting her to breakfast.
Susan didn't set a schedule like Daphne did. Whenever she felt like it and she found Harry available, she would take advantage of the opportunity. Still it was at least once a week and usually more. She didn't even mind if he had just returned from meeting another girl. Susan had her ways to make him ready and willing, just as she was.
Harry felt quite blessed to have both Daphne and Susan as his shag partners, in addition to Luna and Hermione. Each was different and each was giving him a unique pleasure. He still made sure to always have some time for Luna. Unlike the other girls, Luna really needed him. She needed his presence near her as a kind of reassurance, or maybe like an anchor to keep her safe in turbulent waters. She also needed him in bed. It made her feel loved and cared for. It also sated them both, but that was only a side effect. He just couldn't allow himself to disappoint her. Luna was slowly becoming very special for him.
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