I got a complaint about my plans for Dumbledore, so Hadrian will have to find another way to get revenge on the old fool. I can't be loosing readers, now can I?

That the new plan involves necromancy and a close family member of Dumbledore's that tragically died in a fight between the man and Grindewald. I'm sure you can guess from that description, but the girl that I plan to have Hadrian resurrect and fuck, and that I plan to have Puck enslave is none other than… well, you figure it out!

Now for something I generally forget to do…

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any rights whatsoever to the Harry Potter name and franchise, and thus would appreciate not being sued.

The order of male staff members for Hadrian to genderbend and fuck, and Puck to enslave, in this chapter is:

1. Filius Flitwick ~ Filia Flitwick

2. Severus Snape ~ Savannah Snape

The order of female and male students that Hadrian and Puck plan to claim this chapter or the next is:

1. Neville Longbottom ~ Nellie Longbottom (One of my favorite characters in the series)

2. Su Li (hot Asian chick ftw)

3. Dean Thomas ~ Danielle Thomas

4. Seamus Finnegan ~ Shawnee Finnegan

5. Cho Chang (my forth or fifth favorite character in the series. She's the first girl that I ever shipped with Harry)

6. Sally Anne Perks and Lisa Turpin (the poor generally ignored female characters in the HP franchise, even minor characters deserve love and access to Harry's cock)

7. Draco and Emily (you should have seen that one coming, with access to gender-changing potions, Harry is going to fuck and Puck enslave every student in Hogwarts right under the Headmaster's nose.

The order of female and male students to be claimed by Hadrian and Padma in this chapter or a later one is:

1. Parvati Patil (Indian twins, yum)

2. Luna Lovegood (my second or third favorite character in the entire series)

3. Ginny Weasley (Tied with Hermione/Puck as my favorite character in the entire series)

4. Fred and George ~ Frankie and Georgia (hot, genderbent twins ftw)

5. Tracey Davis and Pansy Parkinson

6. Millicent Bulstrode (many fans call the poor girl ugly, such bullies!:(

7. Susan Bones

The order of female and male students to be claimed by Hadrian and Daphne in this chapter or a later one is:

1. Astoria Greengrass (blonde sisters, yum)

2. Hannah Abbott

3. Penelope Clearwater

4. Lavender Brown

5. Morag MacDougal

6. Vincent Crabbe and Greg Goyle ~ Vinnie Crabbe and Gin Goyle

7. Lilian Moon

The order of female and male students to be claimed by Hadrian and Padma in this chapter is:

1. Fay Dunbar and Sophie Roper(another poor ignored character)

2. Michael Corner ~ Michelle Corner

3. Stephen Cornfoot ~ Stevie Cornfoot

4. Megan Jones and Sally Smith

5. Leanne Malone

6. Olliver Rivers ~ Olive Rivers

7. Justin Finch-Fletchey ~ Justine Finch-Fletchy

That list was primarily for my benefit, just so you know. Organization and all.

Now to the story:

Of Elves, Royal Mages and Elven Royal Mages

Chapter Two

Expanding the Hogwarts Harem

Charms was Puck's favorite class, and Hadrian had to admit that it was one of the few useful courses provided in this godforsaken medieval castle. Hadrian would, after inducting every Hogwarts student into his harem, take everyone and transfer to Beauxbatons, after which he would burn down the old castle with Fiendfyre with the old coot inside, after rescuing useful relics and tomes.

"Today we will be learning about Dark Charms, also known as jinxes, hexes, and curses. By the time the year is over, you will learn more about dueling than you ever learned in your godforsaken defense class. Severus, your defense instructor, personally asked me to teach this to both of my sixth year classes," said the diminutive professor. "Now, can someone tell me what the darkest and most illegal dark charms in existence are."

Not surprisingly, Puck was the one to answer. "Sir, those would be the three unforgivable curses, which are not considered charms by most due to the negativity associated with casting them. They are the Imperious Curse, the Cruciatus Curse, and The Killing Curse, Avada Kedavra," the last was an incantation, and with a flash of green light, Puck blasted her desk to smithereens.

"Very good description and example, Miss Dagworth, although I'd prefer you refrain from destroying much more of my classroom with a curse that is meant for taking lives," said Flitwick excitedly. "Twenty points to Gryffindor!" The professor then turned to the class. "Today, we will be learning a basic curse that is considered dark by the ministry, but not by the Charms Masters Association, which is the only entity that can control what I may or may not teach in this class. Even they have known me to break their rules on occasion when I feel it is warranted. Thus, we will be learning jinxes, hexes, and curses this year that even they don't approve of." The professor then wrote something on the white board.

"The cutting curse can be used for cutting anything. You can sever the necks of your enemies with the same ease that you can slice a loaf of bread," said the Professor. "A useful variation of this curse was developed by my colleague, Professor Snape. You will be learning both versions, and then you will write a eighteen inch essay explaining the difference between the two spells. Now, draw your wands or outstretch your hands if your doing it wandlessly as I transfigure your desks into suitable targets."

Flitwick walked thru the classroom and transfigured every desk into a suitable practice dummy. "Now aim at the neck of the dummy and incant, Diffindo!" The students immediately got to work on perfecting the curse. Most tried severing an arm or a leg, or sometimes both, before they were confident enough to go for the neck. "Well done, Mr. Peverell, Miss Dagworth, perfect," the professor said as the two were some of the few that felt confident enough to go for the neck on the first try, and severed their dummy's neck perfectly, the heads dropping to the floor with an audible thunk!

Once the class was over, and the other students left, the two elves approached the Professor's desk. "You two did well today," Flitwick complimented them. "What may I do for you?"

"First, drink this potion," said Puck, handing a vial with a deep violet liquid inside. The professor downed the potion, trusting his students not to try to harm him. The transformation was instantaneous. One moment Filius was a little man, and the next she was a little woman. The now female Charms Mistress cupped her new breasts experimentally, admiring the size and shape of the two mounds.

"Any particular reason you decided to turn me into a woman? Asked the professor in an amused voice. Puck whispered something in the tiny Professor's ear that caused the tiny woman to blush. As Filia stood up, Hadrian came up behind her and cupped her breasts.

"I'm going to fuck you hard," growled Hadrian in the tiny woman's ears, causing her to whimper as she felt him stimulate her breasts. With a grunt, he shoved his massive tool into her tiny pussy, making the professor moan as she was stretched impossibly wide as the teen mage fucked her with hard and fast thrusts. The professor's moans were music to the young elf as he fucked his charms teacher. He grunted once more as he came into her tight pussy. He pulled out and prodded her puckered rear hole with the tip of his cock."

"Please be gentle," whimpered the quarter-goblin as she braced herself for what was to come. She didn't have long to wait, and screamed in pain and pleasure as the young elf impaled her ass on his thick rod. She was in heaven as he sodomized her with hard and fast thrusts. He came with a grunt.

Then, the Charms Mistress was on her knees, Hadrian's cock hanging tantalizingly close to her face. "Suck," he ordered. She complied, taking the young elf into her mouth and sucking him off as she worked his equipment with her talented tongue. It wasn't long before he released his load into her hungry mouth, watching with satisfaction as she swallowed.

Puck then straddled her charms teacher's face. "Eat me," she demanded, and moaned as the Charms Mistress proceeded to eat the young elf out with gusto. "Such a good tongue. You'll be a marvelous pet, Filia." With that, she pressed her palm to the professor's forehead before she began the incantation. "Servus Totalum Forte Maxima," she began, "Hexus Brainium Correctus Mordo," she continued, "Ventus Nurak Nexus Pregnatium," she finished, channeling the magic of the spells into the tiny woman as she came.

Defense with Severus was different that the class had been the previous years. He started out with a speech that made the students shake in their boots.

"Now I have been informed by Professor Flitwick, who has mysteriously turned into a woman, that you have all mastered both variations of the cutting curse," said Severus. "In this class, you will be attempting to perform those spells silently. If you accomplish that, you will attempt the spells wandlessly. Know this, though. I have spoken to Mr. Potter. He will not allow anyone to stand with him against the Dark Lord if they are reliant on their wands to cast spells. Think about that as you train." The Professor then separated them into groups, where one would cast the spell silently and the other would defend silently.

At the end of class, when the other students left, Hadrian and Puck approached their spy. "What can I do for my spy-masters today?"

"First, you can take this potion," said Puck, handing him a vial that contained violet-colored liquid.

"I see, so that's what happened to dear Flitwick," mused Severus as he eyed the vial carefully. "Why would you want to turn me into a woman?" Puck then whispered something in the professor's ear that made the man blush and sigh before downing the potion. The transformation was instantaneous. Where before sat the male Potions Master, now sat a very female Potions Mistress. The Professor stood, and Hadrian came up behind her and cupped her breasts.

"I'm going to fuck you hard," growled Hadrian, causing Savannah to shiver in anticipation. With a grunt, he speared into her moist cunt, groaning as her velvet walls squeezed him. He fucked her with hard and fast thrusts, turning the Potions Mistress into a moaning wreck beneath him. He grunted as he released his load into her waiting womb. He then pulled out and prodded her back door with the tip of his cock.

"Please be gentle," whimpered the defense teacher as she braced herself for what was to come. She didn't have long to wait before he impaled her ass on his rod. She was in heaven as he sodomized her with hard and fast thrusts. With a grunt, he released himself into her tight rectum.

Then, she was on her knees before him as his cock hung tantalizingly close to her face. "Suck," he commanded. She complied, taking him into her mouth and sucking him off as she worked his rod with her talented tongue. It wasn't long before he came into her hungry mouth, watching with satisfaction as she swallowed his load.

Puck then straddled her professor's face. "Eat me," she demanded, moaning in pleasure as Savannah proceeded to eat the young elf out. "This bitch has such a good tongue," she moaned. "You'll be a marvelous pet, Savannah." With that, she pressed her palm to the Potion Mistress' forehead and began the incantation. "Servus Totalum Forte Maxima," she began, "Hexus Brainium Correctus Mordo," she continued, "Ventus Nurak Nexus Pregnatium," she finished, channeling the magic of the spells into Savannah as she came.

Puck, Daphne, and Padma were talking at the lunch table. "Let me get this straight, you've enslaved every female professor, even two that were formerly male?" asked Padma.

"Indeed," replied Harry. "That just leaves Hagrid and Filch and the entire Hogwarts staff will be mine. I'm not so sure what to think about Filch, though."

"I guess it'll be up to the reviewers," sighed Hermione. "You were planning to take Dumbles, but after the author had a chat with a certain reviewer, you decided against it."

"True," Harry admitted. "The author didn't want to loose a reader, so he asked me to reconsider. Now, I plan to resurrect his beloved sister and take her. I'll parade her in front of Dumbles to get revenge."

The three female mages grinned excitedly. "We have a free period after lunch. What do you say we set up a little necromantic ritual circle in an abandoned classroom? We'll also need a summoning circle, to summon the girl's corpse. Zombie or Lich?" asked Padma.

"Liches are considered dark, zombies are just considered to be in poor taste," said Puck. "I vote Lich."

"Having a beautiful Lich in the harem would be amazing, but we are not making her a slave," said Daphne insistently. "She will be your fifth wife-to-be, counting us and Ronnie."

"Agreed," said Padma. "This will drive the old coot up the wall. Either that, or he'll be so glad to see his sister again that he won't care that his favorite pawn is screwing her brains out on a daily basis."

"I think the classroom across from Charms will do nicely," said Hadrian, "also, when we leave for Beauxbatons, should I burn down the castle or claim it as the rightful heir to the founders?"

"Claim it," said Puck, "you'd make a fortune using this place as a museum for both magicals and non-magicals. You'll have to remove the obvious enchantments from the castle, but the enchantment on the ceiling in the great hall can easily be explained away with technology, the moving staircases could as well. In fact, there aren't any enchantments in this castle that I can think of that can't be duplicated with sufficiently advanced technology."

"Agreed," said Hadrian. "So we all agree to meet in the room across the corridor from Flitwick's classroom?" The three female mages nodded. "Then it's settled. I'll resurrect and claim Dumbfuck's dearly departed sister and parade her in front of him. Whether or not he'll care, considering that I'm going to return his sister to life, remains to be seen."

The quartet was in silence as they entered the abandoned classroom from the second floor corridor. Puck immediately began to draw the main circle in blood after pricking her finger. Padma and Daphne pricked their own fingers to thicken the circle until a well-defined perfect circle adorned the floor. At four points on the circle, one on the top, one on the bottom, one on the far left, and one on the far right, the girls drew a cross. Puck withdrew her ritual marker and began drawing a larger circle that just barely touched the crosses. Hadrian withdrew his own ritual marker and began filling in the inner circle with array after array of complex runes. Professor Babbling would be proud of his attention to detail.

Once the circle and its inscribed runes were complete, Harry began chanting in Latin. "Foribus mortis, Arianae Dumbledore nominant. Vocavi corpus de sepulcro. Dumbledore Ariana tu ante tempus, ita ad vivum nunc præcipio tibi. Veni ad me, et facta est unio ad alterum, quod ita agere ut fratrem tuum curiosi stultus est penitus desperare. Dumbledore Ariana, praecipio tibi in nomine Iesu, veni foras! Eia nunc est in te, magi!"

First, the corpse of Ariana Dumbledore was transported from the grave to the circle. Then, her body glowed as her soul re-entered her mortal shell. With a sharp breath, Ariana Dumbledore lived once more.

"Welcome back to the living, Ariana Dumbledore," said Hadrian as his eyes devoured the exquisite form of the newly-made Lich.

"Why have you summoned me from the great beyond, Lord Peverell?" asked the girl. The question was expected, more or less.

"To make you my lover," replied Hadrian, cupping the young witch's breasts, causing her to moan.

"People don't raise the dead just to gain a lover," Ariana said, struggling to retain coherent thought as the raven-haired elf pleasured her. "There must be another reason."

"There is, but it is nothing you need to concern yourself with," said Harry as he speared himself into the girl's depths. The girl moaned in pleasure as the woodland elf fucked her with hard and fast thrusts. With a grunt, he released his load into her waiting depths. Ariana then pulled away and flipped herself over.

"Be a dear and sodomize me, lover," said Ariana, wagging her ass at him like a dog would wag their tail. The sight enticed him, and he proceeded to slide into her rectum. She was in heaven as he sodomized her with hard and fast thrusts. The elf grunted and came, filling her ass with his load.

Ariana was then on her knees, with Harry's cock hanging tantalizingly close to her face. "Suck," he commanded. She complied, taking the young elf into her mouth and sucking him off, while working his rod with her talented tongue. It wasn't long before he released his load into her hungry mouth, watching with satisfaction as she swallowed his load.

Puck then straddled the undead witch's face. "Eat me," she demanded. Ariana complied, and Puck moaned as the young teen ate her out. "Such a good tongue. You'd make a fine pet, dear, but I'll just have to be happy with you as my sister wife." Hermione screamed as she came.

Hadrian and Puck sat on the couch in the common room with Ariana smooshed between them. Their final period of the day was also free, and they spent it here. Ariana and Puck talked, getting to know each other.

"Wow, you're muggleborn, just like my mum," said Ariana. "My father was branded as a muggle hunter and thrown in Azkaban just because he gave those muggles that hurt me what they deserved. My mother died when I was young, and Albus took care of me. I know how you feel about him after everything he's done, but trust me when I say that my brother was a good man. Something changed him, maybe the senility of being god knows how old caught up with him? I want my brother back. Please, do everything you can to help him find his old self again! I love him more than anything." Hadrian and Puck promised that they would try.

"Maybe it was your death that changed him, Ariana," hypothesized Puck. "Since we resurrected you, that shouldn't be a problem anymore." Hadrian nodded in agreement while Ariana stared off into space thoughtfully.

"Whatever the case, my brother is a good man. Somewhere within that old shell of my brother is his pure heart that loved me so," said Ariana passionately.

With that in mind, Harry withdrew some parchment and a fountain pen from his bag.

Dear Albus,

It is prudent that we meet at the earliest opportunity. There is someone who is dying to see you. To get to the point, Puck and I resurrected your sister as a Lich and she is looking forward to being reunited with her older brother. Jeez, I can already see the disappointed look in your eyes. I purposefully chose the darker option, with Zombies not being dark but frowned upon, so that I could illustrate that dark doesn't necessarily mean evil.

Ariana sends her love. She really wants to see the good man that her brother once was before he became a manipulative SOB. It is up to you if you think you can give her what she wants.

With all due regards,

Hadrian Charles Peverell

Lord Potter Black Peverell

Harry,

I appreciated that you let me know of this. I miss my sister dearly. Please come to my office at the earliest opportunity. The password is Lemon Drop.

Faithfully your headmaster,

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

Order of Merlin First Class, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Supreme Mugwump of the ICW, leader of the Order of the Phoenix, and Lord of House Dumbledore

Hadrian and Ariana walked down the corridors as they made their way to her brother's office.

"I'm so nervous. What if he isn't happy to see me? What if he moved on and my resurrection only causes him further pain? Should I tell him that it was his curse that killed me?" asked Ariana as she pulled her hair in frustration.

: "Of course he'll be happy to see you, he loves you," said Hadrian. "I don't think anyone can truly move on from losing their loved ones. I know I haven't. And yes, I think you should be honest with your brother and tell him that you forgive him for killing you."

They came to a stop at the Gargoyle. "Lemon drop," the gargoyle stepped aside, allowing the pair to pass.

"Enter, Harry," said Dumbledore. Hadrian and Ariana entered the room, to find the headmaster sitting behind his desk. "Ariana," Albus breathed. "You're alive!" The aged headmaster had never been quicker on his feet than when he rushed around his desk to get to his sister and hug her for all he was worth. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, Albus," said Ariana. "I haven't seen you since you threw the very curse that took my life." Albus looked as though he had been visibly slapped.

"I'm so sorry, princess," wept Albus as he tightened his hug around his sister, trying to process the fact that he was the one responsible for her untimely demise. "You should hate me, by all rights." Ariana giggled.

"Silly Albus, I could never hate you," giggled Ariana. "I love you. I'm not even angry at you. It was a fight between friends and I was the defenseless little girl caught in the crossfire. I'm pretty sure Aberforth saw your curse hit me, though."

"So that's why he's so bitter towards me after all these years," mused Albus. "We must floo to the Hogs Head at once.

As the trio entered the Hogs Head Inn from the fireplace, Ariana noticed her brother. "Aberforth."

"Holy Merlin," breathed the younger brother of the great Albus Dumbledore. "Ariana, you're alive, and you haven't changed a bit!" The younger of the Dumbledore brothers rushed to hug his sister. "I've missed you ever since my bastard of an older brother took you from me, dear sister." He then turned to Albus. "I guess I have you to thank for returning my sister to me?" The older Dumbledore shook his head with a grin.

"I wish I could say I was that brave. I've never been brave enough to mess with Death. Death doesn't like those who take what is his," said Albus. "It was young Hadrian who performed the ritual to resurrect our dear sister as a lich."

"A Merlin-damned lich?" asked Aberforth incredulously. "I wouldn't imagine the boy doing something so dark. A zombie is not dark, just frowned upon, so turning her into a zombie would harbor no trouble from the ministry."

Hadrian snorted. "Do you really think that dear Rufus is going to do anything to me? He needs me!"

"True enough," Aberforth allowed. "I'm just so glad that she's alive. What can we do to repay you?"

"Oh, Ariana has already give me reward enough," said Harry with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"What did you give him, sister?" asked Aberforth.

"My virtue and my hand in marriage," replied Ariana, making her brothers go slack-jawed. She giggled and snapped her fingers in front of their faces to snap them out of it.

"You… you did that with him?" asked Aberforth hesitantly. Ariana nodded.

"I'd guessed as much," admitted Albus. "Hadrian is quite the ladies man, and our dear sister is a fine lass if I ever saw one." Hadrian smirked and kissed Ariana on the lips, and the two opened their mouths as their tongues waged war. Ariana dominated the match, and by the time they pulled away, both were without breath.

"i cannot help but want to do naughty things to her every time I look at her or think about her," admitted Hadrian. "She is just so damn perfect."

"Aren't you quite the charmer, Mr. Peverell," teased Ariana, pecking him on the lips.

"I think we'll need a room if this goes any further," said Hadrian, who looked at Aberforth. The man handed him a key. The two headed up to their room as Albus caught up with his brother.

"How have you been?" asked Albus.

"I've been well, but now that Ariana's back I think I'll be even better," replied Aberforth.

"It was a surprise when she told me that it was my curse that killed her," said Albus. "I'm surprised she didn't hold a grudge. Severus would."

"If you gauge all of your personal relationships with the standard of your relationship with that man, you'll often expect far worse than you get," Aberforth pointed out.

"True, which is why I do it," replied Albus, "having your relationships go better than expected is always gratifying."

"Do you think Hadrian and our sister are going at it as we speak?" asked Aberforth.

"I would be surprised if they were not," replied Albus. "They did seem like they were about ready to ravish each other."

"Isn't it amazing that our sister finally gets the chance that was stolen from her to live a full life and find love," said Aberforth.

"It is," agreed Albus. "I envy her. I have yet to find love at my old age."

"Perhaps if you weren't always taking on so many responsibilities, you would find some," said Aberforth. "I want a Niece or Nephew to spoil before I die, Albus."

"I do as well," said Albus. "Perhaps Madam Rosmerta is looking for some company?"

"I did always like Rosie," admitted Aberforth. "Perhaps I'll ask her out."

"Rubbish," said Albus, "just head on over to the Three Broomsticks and fuck her."

"I just might do that, Albus," said Aberforth.

The first DA meeting of the year was called to order.

"Chang?"

"Here."

"Edgecombe?"

"Here."

"Longbottom?"

"Here."

"Bones?"

"Here."

Abbott?"

"Here."

"Parkinson?"

"Here."

"Lovegood?"

"Here."

"Thomas?"

"Here."

"Finnegan?"

"Here."

"Vance?"

"Here."

"Goldstein?"

"Here."

` "Davis?"

"Here."

"Bulstrode?"

"Here."

"Bell?"

"Here."

"Weasley?"

"Here," Ginevra, Ronnie, and the twins chorused.

"Smith?"

"Here."

"Malfoy?"

"Here."

"Patil?"

"Here," the twins chorused.

"Finch-Fletchey?"

"Here."

"Hopkins?"

"Here."

"Brockelhurst?"

"Here."

"Turpin?"

"Here."

"Perks?"

"Here."

"Moon?"

"Here."

"Good, now let us begin."

Hadrian paired his students off to practice silent and wandless casting, but first he had them drop their wands into a fire before shooing them out of the room and casting Fiendfyre to destroy the pile of wands.

Hadrian, Puck, Padma, and Daphne walked around the room, helping those that needed it. First, they practiced the cutting curse. Next, they practiced the explosion hex. The meeting went on like this for hours as the group practiced and mastered a vast list of spells both silently and wandlessly. By the time it was time to leave, everyone was worn out, and some sported various small injuries. The Hospital Wing would be packed.

"I love you, Hadrian," moaned Ariana as he ravished her in his bed as the others looked on.

"I love you too, Ariana," replied Hadrian. "I think I'm going to have to come up with another way to torment your brother. He doesn't seem all that bothered by our relationship."

"How about you crash one of his precious Order meetings and arrest all of the members in the name of the Queen?" Ariana asked.

"It's tempting," replied Hadrian as he continued to pleasure his lover. Her moans were music to his ears. "But the Queen would have to order the arrest."

"How about you transfigure him into a goat and send him to his brother?" asked Ariana.

"Now that's an idea," said Hadrian. "But unfortunately this school needs its headmaster."

"How about you send him a magical package that when he opens it, out will come Minerva, naked and gift wrapped with a little bow on her head?" Ariana suggested. "Albus is gay, he'd have no fucking idea what to do. It would be hilarious!"

"I think we've found our winner," said Harry. "Excuse me while I go find Minnie."

Hadrian told Minerva what he planned to do, and the Transfiguration Mistress found it hysterical. "He'll be so damn mortified. That's so much better than your disturbing plan to turn Albus into a young woman and have your way with her."

"You can say that again," said Hadrian. "Albus wouldn't make an appealing woman, even a younger woman." Hadrian then proceeded to place a bow on Minnie's head and kiss her on the lips before casting a spell on her to make her fit into the box. Then, she stepped into the small box and he closed the lid. "I love magic," he said. He then attached the package to Hedwig and sent her off. Whistling a tune, he left Minnie's office and headed down to the Slytherin Common Room. It was high time to pay a visit to his Slytherin fiance.

When he entered the Slytherin girl's dormitory, he came upon the arousing site of Daphne and her sister Astoria in a 69. "I'm not interupting anything, am I love?" he asked.

"Not at all, Hadrian," purred Daphne. "You're just in time to make my cute little sister a woman." Astoria protested as Daphne got up and drug her over to Harry. "Fuck my little sister's cute pussy, love," demanded Daphne. "Make her your bitch."

Hadrian positioned himself behind Astoria and speared into her sinfully tight young pussy. She moaned as he fucked her with hard and fast thrusts. He grunted as he released his load into her waiting womb. He then prodded her back door, prompting a whimper from the blonde girl. He pushed into her tight asshole, making her moan as he took her second virginity. The girl was in heaven as Hadrian pounded her ass with hard and fast thrusts. He grunted as he released his load into her asshole.

Then, she was on her knees before him. His cock hung tantalizingly close to her face. "Suck," he commanded. She complied, taking the Chosen One into her mouth, sucking him off as she worked his cock with her skilled tongue. It wasn't long before he released his load into her hungry mouth, watching with satisfaction as she swallowed his load.

Daphne then straddled her sister's face. "Eat me," she demanded. She moaned as her little sister ate her out. "You've always had the best fucking tongue, sister," she said. "You will be a marvelous pet for my soon-to-be husband." With that, she pressed her palm to her sister's forehead before beginning the incantation. "Servus Secus Totalum Maxima," she began, "Ventus Mephram Luxim Pregnatio," she continued, "Hexus Brainium Correctus Maldrum Nexus Luthar Venus," she finished, channeling the magic of the spells into her sister as she came.

Hadrian was on cloud nine as he exited the Slytherin Common Room, getting a wave from Pansy as he left. He then made his way to Ravenclaw tower, feeling the need to visit his third fiance as well.

What he found when he entered the Ravenclaw girls dorm made him hard in an instant. On Padma's bed, Padma and her sister Parvati were in a flurry of frantic tribadism (scissoring). "Mind if I join in?" asked Hadrian.

"Of course, my dear fiance," said Padma as she pulled away from her sister, causing her dopple-ganger to pout. "Now give my sister a good fucking."

"Will do," replied Hadrian as he positioned himself behind Parvati and pushed into her depths causing his fiance's twin to moan.

"Fuck, Harry, your cock is fucking godlike," cursed Parvati, "fucking wreck me!" The indian witch moaned as he fucked her with hard and fast thrusts. With a grunt, Hadrian released his load into her depths. Pulling out, he prodded her asshole with his tip.

"Please be gentle," whimpered Parvati as she braced herself for what was to come, and screamed in both pain and pleasure as he speared himself into her rectum. She was in heaven as he sodomized her with hard and fast thrusts. With a grunt, he came, filling her ass with his cream.

Then she was on her knees before him, his cock just four tantalizing inches from her mouth. "Suck," he ordered. She complied, taking him into her mouth and sucking him off as she worked his length with her skilled tongue. It wasn't long before he came, and watched with satisfaction as she swallowed his load. "Good girl." She beamed at his praise.

Padma then straddled her twin's face. "Eat me," she demanded. Her twin complied, and Padma moaned as her twin ate her out with gusto. "Such a fucking good tongue. You'll be a marvelous pet for my future husband." With that she pressed her palm to her twin's forehead and began the incantation. "Servus Secus Totalum Maxima," she began, "Hexus Branium Luxor Correctus Completio Magus," she continued, "Venus Amor Ventus Nexus Pragnatio," she finished, channeling the magic of the spells into her sister as she came.

Albus Dumbledore sat at his desk as he thought about his recently resurrected sister. Seeing her again brought him both guilt and closure. Guilt, that he had been the one to cast the spell to kill his sister. Closure in the fact that his sister found love. He wouldn't begrudge Harry for winning his beloved sister's heart, although he was jealous that she now had someone else in her life that meant more to her than him. He wouldn't go so far as to say he killed his sister. The ultimate blame for her untimely death lay soley on the shoulders of his former friend and lover, Gellert fucking Grindewald. He sometimes considered stopping by Nurmengard to torment his old friend and lover, but then decided against it. He would, without a doubt, do things that no leader of the light should ever even contemplate doing. Still, the temptation was always there. He studied the wand in his hand, the Elder Wand. He had decided a long time ago that he would challenge Harry to a duel so that the boy could claim the wand and become the next leader of the light. He would also give Harry the stone, which along with the wand and cloak would make Harry the master of death. He knew that Harry had the heart to truly deserve that title.

Albus decided that his duel with Harry, or Hadrian as he was now called, would be tonight. He began to pen a letter to his star pupil.

Dear Harry,

I would like you to meet me in the Transfiguration Courtyard at nine o clock sharp this evening. There, I wish to duel you to determine whether or not you have the skills necessary to ensure that Voldemort gets defeated. I would prefer that he be imprisoned for his crimes, but I can't honestly say that I would shed a tear over his death.

This duel also has more far reaching consequences. In my posession is the most powerful wand in existence, the Elder Wand. I also posess a stone with the power to bring back spirits of the dead so that the wielder may speak to them. If you defeat me, I shall gift these two things to you, which along with the Invisibility Cloak that belonged to your father, will make you the Master of Death.

Sincerely,

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

A man of far too many names and titles.

Albus,

I will meet you there. I can say that I am eager to prove that I am more than ready to face the so-called Dark Lord. I also find the idea of becoming Death's master, and can't wait to fuck her if she's a hot female.

Forever your student,

Hadrian Charles Peverell

Lord Peverell Potter Black

The boy-who-lived and the Headmaster of Hogwarts bowed as they squared off in the transfiguration courtyard. "I'll let you have the first move, Harry," said the Headmaster.

"Bad move," smirked Hadrian as he fired a stunner from his outstretched hand.

As the duel raged on, Albus began to use Battle Transfiguration, which prompted the smirking son of prongs to do the same. It was clear that the Potter Lord was the superior Master of the art, as he defeated all of the Headmaster's transfigured Golems, of which there were dozens, with only one of his own, as he was conserving his magic in an effort to outlast the headmaster.

The battle then came to a head. "Fiendfyre," incanted Hadrian.

"Sancti Aguamenti," countered Dumbledore, trying to douse the flame with holy water.

"Evaporatus," countered Hadrian, evaporating the water before it had a chance to interfere with his curse's trajectory. The fiendfyre engulfed the headmaster. Hadrian was worried for a moment, but the headmaster had cast a flame freezing charm, which, while not completely effective against cursed fire like the incendious and fiendfyre, still manage to stave off the worst of the damage before the headmaster could neutralize the flame with another holy water spell. The headmaster appeared as the flame was finally doused, looking the worse for wear.

Feeling rather low on magic, Dumbledore knew that if he didn't end the battle quickly, his loss was assured. The problem was, most of the battle-ending spells he knew had more magic than he could use if he didn't want to risk his life. He began to weigh the risk of losing his life against his need to test Harry Potter. Naturally, while his instinct for survival was as sharp as ever, his need to test his weapon against Voldemort superceded his need to live.

So, taking a deep breath to calm his nerve, he began to incant a spell, the use of which in his current weary state would at best leave him a squib and at worst kill him. "Divina Lux sancta nos obsecro. Da mihi virtutem victoriam. Et descendi in hostem viribus ira Dei. Sanctorum angelorum, ut in ipso percutiat gentes me adversus nomen Iesu Nazareni victor ut regnet. Pater, si non gratuita mittentes eaque vitam instituere caelestibus tuas commendo spiritum meum. In nomine Domini nostri Jesu Christi, fiat." Divine light emitted from the elder wand, and slammed into Hadrian. As the boy's heart was pure, the light did nothing besides feed him energy.

"Game over, old man," said Hadrian as he saw how weak casting that spell had made the old fool. "What did you sacrifice to test me with that spell?"

"My magic. My life was likely, but since I am not dead, I am now a squib," Albus chuckled. "Just think of how the wizard world would react to the idea of me being reduced to a mere squib. It was worth even my life to test you, Harry. I needed to use a spell that wouldn't harm one whose heart beat pure. If you had had even one sliver of evil in your heart, you would have been destroyed and your magic would now be mine."

"You had your bases covered," observed Hadrian

"Indeed," agreed Albus before handing his wand to Harry. "You earned this wand by defeating me. I have no more magic, which is all I am trained to fight with. I may have to take up martial arts and/or sword fighting now that I don't have magic. Here is the stone I promised you, as well."

"You'll find that to me, a wand is just a fancy stick, Albus, even a wand as powerful as this one," said Hadrian. "It will be only useful for one thing." He summoned his father's cloak and found a wand-sized pocket and unzipped it to place the wand in. He found a smaller pocket and placed the Gaunt family ring in. He then put on his cloak, which transformed into a navy blue travel robe, which Hadrian put on after shedding his school robe. The items had been absorbed, as he could no longer feel them, only the emptiness of the robe's deep pockets. "This navy cloak, having absorbed the powers of the ring and the stone, makes me the master of death. For that matter, I now have the knowledge that Death is indeed an attractive woman, so excuse me while I go have sex with her." Hadrian flashed away, causing Albus to chuckle at the young mage's antics. He's just like I was at that age. The headmaster smiled fondly. He remembered when, this very morning, a snowy owl dropped off a package that when opened, popped out a buck naked Minerva, with a tiny bow on her head. Despite his general orientation, his nude deputy was so enticing that he hadn't been able to resist fucking her. I'll have to thank Harry for the thoughtful gift, Albus thought with a chuckle, although he knew that his sister had informed her lover of his orientation and that he sent it as a prank. Bravo, Harry. Prongs would be proud of his son.

Death moaned in pleasure as her master fucked her hard and fast. She had been taken by surprise when her master had popped into her realm out of the blue and jumped her. Not that she'd complained one bit. God, he sure knows how to please a goddess.She moaned as he released his load with a grunt, knocking up the goddess.

She then moaned as he pushed into her rectum, buggering her with hard and fast strokes. She was in heaven as her master sodomized her. He grunted and then came in her rectum. He then had her suck him off, which she did gladly until he came in her hungry mouth, watching with satisfaction as she swallowed his load. "Such a good master," she purred.

"You may be a mighty Goddess, Death, but to me you're nothing more than a two knut whore who craves my cock," said her master. "Your body is mine for all of eternity. Being the master of Death, I will live forever, as will all of my wives and whores, of which you are most definitely the latter.."

"Yes Master, I'm your whore. Please bind me to you as your eternal pleasure slave," pleaded Death with puppy-dog eyes.

"Very well," agreed Hadrian before incanting the spell to make the whore before him his sex slave for the rest of eternity. She moaned as she felt her will being enslaved to his, it was the most blissful feeling she'd ever felt. She wanted her master to fuck her again.

"Master, fuck your whore," pleaded Death as she waged her tail-end enticingly, prompting him to plunge back into her snug rectum and sodomize her until she passed out. He then picked up his new whore bridal style and popped back to his dorm room at Hogwarts and falling asleep with her held tightly in his arms.

Hadrian found Death to be one greedy bitch. She always wanted to be fucked, day in and day out, and he happily obliged her whenever he had the time. She was by far the greediest of his whores, only his fiance Daphne coming close to being as greedy for sex as she was.

Death, no matter how regularly he destroyed her holes, remained the most sinfully tight of his whores, only being rivaled by Padma in that area, although she did slowly loosen up over time. She loved to be dominated by her master, and whips and chains became typical in their rather kinky relationship.

Puck, in particular, loved this side of Death, and could be regularly seen dominating the goddess with whips, chains, and nipple clamps.

Daphne and Padma also loved to dominate the goddess, but avoided the whips and chains.

Death loved Ariana, as she had been resurrected with death magic. She could often be found making love to the kinky Dumbledore.

The year went on, with the classes growing more and more difficult as they prepared the students for their NEWTs that they would either take this year and graduate, or take the next year. Hadrian and his girls all planned to graduate this year, and then transfer to Beauxbatons for college courses.

Albus was intrigued by Death, and could often be found asking complex questions of the deity. He did not, however, inquire about her relationship with her master.

As NEWTs grew closer for Hadrian and his girls, Puck could be found studying in the library.

Hadrian, however, found other ways to occupy his time.

Hadrian was at Hagrid's hut, visiting his half giant of a professor.

"How 'ave you been, 'arry?"

"I've been well," replied Hadrian. "Would you take this potion for me?" Harry asked, holding out a vial with deep violet-colored liquid in it. Hagrid swallowed the potion and the transformation was instantaneous. Hadrian came up behind the now female half giant and cupped her breasts, causing her to moan.

"I'm going to fuck you hard, Professor Hagrid," growled Hadrian in the Half Giant's ear before pushing into her velvet walls. "Fucking hell, Hagrid," Hadrian groaned. "For a giant, you are so damn tight around my cock." The half giant moaned as her longtime friend and student fucked her with hard and fast thrusts. He came with a grunt, spewing his load into her depths. He then pulled out of her pussy and prodded her asshole. "Let's see how wonderful your cute asshole is, shall we?" Not waiting for an answer, thrusting into the professor's rectum. Reuben Hagrid was in heaven as Hadrian sodomized her with hard and fast thrusts. As he came, he began the incantation. "Servus Secus Totalum Forte Maxima," he began. "Hexus Brainium Correctus Mordo," he continued, "Ventus Nurak Nexus Pregnatio, he finished, channeling the magic of the spells into the half giant as he spilled his load into her waiting rectum.

Then the half giant was on her knees as Harry's cock hung tantalizingly close to her face. "Suck," he commanded. Reuben complied, taking her friend into her mouth, sucking him off as she worked his length with her skilled tongue. It wasn't long before he spilled his load into her mouth, watching with satisfaction as she swallowed his offering.

As NEWTs drew nearer, Hadrian grew more and more inventive in keeping Puck relaxed, all of which involved fucking her brains out in new and exciting ways.

Hadrian often fell back on the bookworm's main fantasy in being fucked in a learning environment. He discretely fucked her in every class. He wondered if any of his professors noticed, but if they did, they said jack shit. He also fucked her in the library, at the Quidditch pitch, and anywhere else he could think of, including the forbidden forest, after silencing her insistance that the forbidden forest was, in fact, forbidden. He knew that, but also knew that Dumbledore needed him, and wouldn't let the professors do jack shit to him if he was caught.

Death often participated in Opperation: Distract Puck from the upcoming exams. She was quite inventive in the ways she went about calming the bookish elf.

Minerva often came to Hadrian for "stress-relief", which translated into a good fuck, these days.

With Puck distracted by Death, and Minerva satisfied and passed out on the bed, Hadrian could enjoy the evening in solitude.

Albus sighed as he thought about his status as the first Squib Headmaster of Hogwarts in history. He chuckled at what the masses would say if they knew about his condition.

There was a knock on his door. "Enter, Harry," he called, having been informed by the gargoyle as to who was calling upon him at this late hour. Hadrian entered the office and took a seat in front of the Headmaster. "What can I do for you today, my boy?" asked Albus jovially, not mentioning the fact that it was past curfew. He always had time for his favorite student, after all, a boy that he thought of as the grandson he never had.

"The Queen has ordered that the Order of the Phoenix, the Ministry of Magic, and the Death Eater army are to each disband immediately, pending sanction from the crown," said Hadrian in a serious tone. "You are to disband your merry band of Kool-Aid drinkers and get Rufus to shut down the ministry, unless he wants the crown to interfere."

"I wish I could say that I thought Tom would comply with the order from the muggle Queen…"

"Oh the Queen's no muggle," interupted Hadrian, "she's a mage of great power and authority."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow. "Indeed?" Hadrian nodded. "How interesting! If that's the case than Tom may have little choice but to obey. I shall order the Order to shut down as soon as I am sure that the Death Eaters and the Ministry have also complied with the order."

"Fair enough," said Hadrian. "I would do the same. But the Order is likely to remain active until I defeat Tom."

"Indeed," agreed Albus. "I'd like to trust that Tom and Rufus will follow the order, but I'm an optimist, not an idiot."

"Those are synonyms," deadpanned Hadrian.

"Perhaps," Albus allowed.

"They are," insisted Hadrian.

"If you say so," said Albus.

"I do," replied Hadrian.

"You do?" asked Albus.

"Oh yes," confirmed Hadrian.

"Fine," said Albus.

"Fine," replied Hadrian.

"Fine," said Albus emphatically.

"FINE," roared Hadrian.

"Fine," replied Albus simply, causing Hadrian to storm off, muttering angrily about old goat fuckers, causing Albus to chuckle at the boy's attitude.

Easter rolled around, bringing with it the joys of Spring Break.

Hadrian spent the break from academics pleasuring his rather large harem of females, after going to church in Hogsmaede on Easter Sunday, of course.

April showers were followed by sunshine in May. Hadrian was counting down the days until graduation. NEWTs were the last week of May.

Hadrian and Puck sat their NEWTs.