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A/N: Here is the next chapter. First half will be a lemon the next half will be the trial of Marcus Flint. Please enjoy.
Ministry Of Magic
It had been a week since Katie had joined the group and Harry thought she was settling quite well. The other girls had taken to her straight away, only one wasn't too sure of Katie and that was Pansy. Harry had noticed a huge change in Pansy since Katie joined the group. She had started to avoid him, and preferred to stick to Hermione and the other girls. Harry had put it down to her experience with Flint, and no doubt was having doubts about boys and there intentions towards her. Harry had also moved back into Slytherin dorm, as his week in the tower was over. He tried to invite Pansy back to her original house so she could stay in his suite, however she had insisted on staying in the tower with Hermione. What Harry found more strange was Hermione had been happy with this arrangement. So Harry had left Gryffindor Suite in Katie and Hermione hands while he moved back to Slytherin. Of course he got a nice welcome back from Tracey and Daphne.
Flash back
Harry approached the entrance to Slytherin common room. He was wondering how everyone was going to react, after what had happened to Flint. Harry showed his ring to the serpent head sticking out of the Dungeon wall. The wall began to slide back revealing the entrance. He had only got through the door before he was pulled towards his suite by Daphne and Tracey.
"Finally, you don't know how long Tracey and I have been waiting for this. You got a whole week to make up for Harry, and we are not leaving your suite until we are both satisfied."
Harry blinked, was Daphne and Tracey being serious? It seems they were as both girls grabbed him and led him upstairs to his master bedroom, where they pushed him onto the bed, and climbed onto it with him. He then watched as Daphne and Tracey looked at each other before winking. Daphne took out her wand and pointed at Harry's hand, so that they were stuck to the headboard. Harry tried to break free.
"Hmm Daphne what are doing..." However Harry didn't get a chance to say anything else as Daphne placed her finger on his lips. She then stood up from the bed with Tracey. Both girls stood at the end of his bed grinning.
"Relax Harry. Tracey and I just decided to put on a little show, to welcome you back. Now lay back and enjoy."
Harry wondered what sort of show however his eyes widened when Daphne and Tracey began to start kissing in front of him. Of course Harry had seen them do it before, but this was different, fact that they had made him helpless while they got to know each other more personally was really turning him on. Tracey and Daphne then turned their face towards Harry, both with their tongue entwined with each other. Harry had never seen anything so sexy. The girls then returned back to kissing normally. Harry could already see that Daphne was working on Tracey's robes, however what surprised Harry was when the robes had been removed. Tracey was just left in her bra and knickers, no shirt or skirt. It seems the two had been planning this for a while. Soon Daphne robes were also off, she too was in her bra, but this time instead of Knickers she had a cute thong on.
Harry groaned in agony as Daphne began to move her hand over Tracey's breast, he then watched as she rubbed both of them and seductively started to pull the bra straps down off her arms, until both her b cup breast were on full display for Harry to see. Harry looked down and could see the tent in his trousers, these two girls were torturing him. However his torture got worse as Daphne began to suck on each one of Tracey's breast, she then peppered kiss all the way down her chest until she found herself on her knee in front of Tracey's knickers waistband. Harry noticed Daphne turned and grinned at Harry, before she placed her thin fingers into Tracey waist band and pulled her underwear down. She then helped Tracey step out of her underwear and threw them onto Harry.
"Hmm just the way I like it." Harry hissed as he watched Daphne poke her tongue out and then run it up the length of Tracey wet slit. Harry could tell Tracey was enjoying it as she was ready to fall as Daphne continued to lick and suck on her sweet peach. Harry heard the moans from Tracey mouth. Harry noticed that Daphne had removed her tongue and was now using her fingers to pleasure her best friend. Harry watched as Tracey screamed as she experienced her first release. Tracey then pulled Daphne up and both looked at Harry.
"What do you say Daphne. You think Harry suffered enough? Or shall we torture him a little bit more."
Daphne placed her finger to her lips, where Harry could still see a stray drip of Tracey girl juice on her lips. "Well I suppose he has been a good boy laying there. How about you look after him down stairs while I get his attention upstairs. Besides no offence Tracey, your tongue is great, but Harry parceltongue is unbelievable and I have missed it so much."
Harry then noticed Daphne removed her bra and thong before crawling onto the bed. She crawled towards Harry like a cat I heat. Finally she kissed him and then straddled his mouth which was now in line with her sweet peach. Harry didn't need a second invitation he found his arm could move once more and he wasted no time in pulling Daphne down onto his mouth. He then felt his robes parted and his trousers and boxers pulled down. He hissed as he felt Tracey's small hands wrap around his little Harry. While Tracey was seeing to him, Daphne was already beginning to buck on his mouth as his tongue wormed itself deeper inside her core.
Tracey looked up and grinned, it seems Daphne was finally getting the pleasure she had craved for so long. Tracey had been told about her and Harry's hook up when they found out about Ginny and Luna, at first she had been a little bit jealous that Daphne had hooked up with Harry, but then she began to realise that it wasn't just about her Hermione and Harry, but Daphne too. Tracey looked down at her handy work. Little Harry was standing at full attention. Tracey stroked it a few more times before lowering her mouth. She noticed Harry hissed as his little Harry, vanished inch by inch into her warm wet mouth. Soon she had it half way in and she began to bob her head up and down, making sure her tongue swirled all over it. It seems Harry wasn't going to last long as she felt his little Harry expand in her mouth before it was filled with his warm seed. Tracey swallowed every little bit. Just has she had finished with Harry, Daphne screamed out in pleasure as she too had found her release. Tracey made sure she cleaned up, before climbing up beside Harry on the bed. The three shared a three way kiss before they all climbed under the quilt. Tracey on Harry's left while Daphne was on Harry's right. Both girls now in the arms of the boy they loved.
End Of Flashback
Harry was pulled from his thought as a deep voice shouted. "Your wand please Sir." Harry handed his wand to the guard, who weighed it. "Thank you Lord Peverell-Slytherin-Gryffindor-Potter. My I ask the nature of your visit today?"
Harry removed the letter he had received from Amelia. Today Flint was going to face the Wizengamot and Harry was here to make sure Flint got what he deserved. Dumbledore had insisted they travel together as he was over seeing the hearing, but Harry had refused his invitation and decided he would go alone.
"Thank you My Lord. Basement three, chamber 10. " Harry bowed in thanks and then walked towards the Ministry lift. He stood with a group of witches and wizard who were also waiting. Once the lift had arrived he entered it and pressed his button. Many of the other wizard and witches were frowning at him. Obviously they were surprised to see a 14 year old going to a court case. Harry ignored the stares and watched as the lift plummeted until it suddenly stopped. The door opened to reveal the corridor filled with people many dressed in smart robes and wearing strange hats. Due to Harry's age he wasn't allowed to act as prosecutioner so he had roped in Sirius to represent him. Harry could see his Godfather dressed from head to toe, in the finest robes money could buy. He quickly walked towards him.
"Hello Sirius."
Sirius turned to see who had called his name. When he saw Harry his face broke out into a huge smile. "Morning Pup. You ready for this." Harry just nodded and allowed his godfather to lead him into the chamber, where they then split. Harry made his way into the gallery reserved for the heirs of the various heads on the Wizengamot. Pansy had wanted to stay at Hogwarts, so he was here on his own. However that wasn't going to stop him, from making sure Flint paid the ultimate price. Harry watched as all the Wizengamot took their seats. He noticed five seat were vacant two right at the back of the Wizengamot and three at the front. Harry then watched Madame Bones enter through the side door along with the Minister Of Magic and his headmaster. Harry stood with the rest of the court as one of the wizards announced the arrival of the Wizengamot and various other members. Harry then noticed Dumbledore stood up.
"This case is number 227. Marcus Flint Vs Lord Peverell-Slytherin-Gryffindor-Potter. Auror's please escort the accused in."
Harry watched as two aurors left the chamber and then returned with Flint between them. They placed him in a chair, which seemed to come to life with chains when Flint was placed in it. Harry then turned to see Dumbledore standing once more.
"Marcus Flint, you have been brought before this council to answer for breaking law 667. You knowingly took another Lord's property and used it without the owner's knowledge or permission. Breaking such a law carries a minimum of 15 years in Azkaban. How do you plead?"
Harry noticed Flint was wrestling with his binds before shouting "Not guilty." Harry then noticed Dumbledore jot something down.
"So noted Mr Flint. Could I ask the representatives of the two party's to step forward."
A tall gentleman stood from the defence desk. "Mr Williamson. Legal council to the Flint family your honour."
Sirius than also stepped forward and bowed. "Lord Black, Godfather of Lord Peverell-Slytherin-Gryffindor-Potter your honour. I will be representing my God son as he is not of age yet."
Dumbledore nodded to both representatives. "Very well Lord Black, you may go first."
Sirius when to his desk and removed several sheets of parchment. "Ladies and Lords of the Wizengamot, I stand before you today to prove that Mr Flint here is guilty of the charges brought before him. Two weeks ago Mr Flint here tried unsuccessfully to purchase the now Miss Slytherin formerly a Parkinson, from my God son. Who had acquired her through a slave bond for her actions against the future Lady Peverell. My Godson made it perfectly clear that Miss Slytherin was not for sell, and yet a day later, while my Godson was in Hogsmeade. Mr Flint knowingly kidnapped her and took her virtue against her will. Now I do not know how Mr Flint can deny the allegations when he has given a full confession under truth serum to the head of the DMLE." However it just proves what a sickening individual he is.
"Your Honour I must object. Miss Slytherin was Lord Peverell's slave, so why was she left behind at the castle. As a slave she has to do anything her master says. Why was she not with her Lord and master at the times of my clients suppose actions. Had she been then this event would have never supposedly taken place. I feel it is Lord Peverell's own fault for leaving his property behind knowing anything could have happened to it."
Harry's neon eyes glowed green. How dare this creep describe Pansy as an object. She was a human being and deserved to be treated like one. Yes Harry had left Pansy in the castle, but it was out of her own request that he had done it. Just because she was his slave didn't mean he was going to treat her like one. Harry carried on listening as the two councils argued.
"Your Honour be as it may that my Godson left Miss Slytherin behind. He did so because she asked him too. My Godson does not believe in treating Miss Slytherin as an object, but as a human being. The fact still remain thought that Mr Flint used Miss Slytherin without Lord Peverell permission and in doing so as clearly violated law 667. By Law Miss Slytherin still belongs to Lord Peverell."
Harry noticed many of the Wizengamot members were talking among themselves. Finally Dumbledore called for silence. "Mr Williamson, although your point is valid, Mr Flint did violate law 667, and knowingly took Miss Slytherin against her wishes and more importantly without Lord Peverell permission. Lord Black you may continue."
Sirius bowed to Albus. "Thank you your honour. I put this question to Mr Flint. Did you knowingly take Miss Slytherin against her wishes and in doing so took her virtue from her?"
Flint again tried to wrestle, he thought his council had Potter at it being his own fault for leaving Pansy on her own. However it seems it didn't work he had still broken law 667 in the eyes of the Wizengamot. Flint looked into the cold black eyes of Lord Black.
"No I did not. She is lying. Pansy has always wanted me, even when she formally Parkinson. Of course I knew of the contract between herself and Draco Malfoy and did not want to get involved with her and risk House Malfoy coming down on me like a ton of bricks."
Sirius grinned. "Really so you are saying you lied under truths serum, when you admitted to Madame Bones and two of her aurors that you had taken Miss Slytherin against her will. If I remember correctly you said this and I quote. "She is a slave, all slaves are good for is a good fuck." Were those not your exact words Mr Flint?"
Marcus growled. However before he could argue. Sirius had already started again. "Lord and Ladies of the Wizengamot I now bring before you Exhibit one. A memory retrieved by Madame Bones from Miss Slytherin last week. I must warn the Wizengamot now that what you are about to see may be upsetting and vile. If you would please all un-cork your vials and place the memory copies in your bowls in front of you, and please review the memory."
Harry's eyes widened. He didn't know anything about this. Only Madame Bones was to see the memory. Harry decided he would question his godfather about this afterwards. Soon Harry noticed several members of the Wizengamot had pulled their heads out of the bowl. Several were white as a sheet, one was even on the verge of throwing up. Harry turned his attention back towards Sirius.
"As you can see Lord and Ladies. Not only is Mr Flint here a liar, but he is a danger to the general public. I ask that you deal with him accordingly. The prosecution rests its case."
Albus was still white as a sheet, how had he allowed such an attack to take place in the school he was headmaster of. His head sank as he knew now that he had failed in his duty of protecting those within his school. "Mr Williamson do you have anything else to add?"
Williamson sat stone faced in his chair. The memory had been a real curve ball, that he had not been expecting. He had assumed it would be Marcus word against Miss Slytherin. Now though that point was useless as the Wizengamot had seen the memory for themselves. "No your honour, the defence as nothing more to add."
Dumbledore sighed. "Very well members of the Wizengamot you have heard both sides of this case, and even when the evidence is stacked up against Mr Flint, he still tries to lie. I ask now that you each cast your vote. In front of you is two holes, one with guilty and one with not guilty. I ask now that you place the tip of your wand into the hole that you wish to vote for." Albus waited while the voting took place. Soon the figures were showing up in front of him. "Mr Flint, this council finds you guilty of all charges. Therefore you will be sentenced to 15 years in Azkaban..."
"I object!" Albus turned to see Harry was standing up in the heir box. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair as he had a funny feeling what Harry was about to do. However Albus had to try talk him out of it. Revenge was the path to darkness. So was hate. Albus had already allowed one boy to walk down that path and he was now the Dark Lord the wizarding world feared.
"Lord Peverell-Slytherin-Gryffindor-Potter. My I ask why you have interrupted me in mid sentencing of Mr Flint." Dumbledore looked Harry in the eyes pleading that he didn't do this. However it seems all was lost when he heard Harry say.
"As Heir to at least two founders, I wish to change the sentence of Mr Flint. Not only did he take Miss Slytherin against her will, but he also tore away her very virtue. A crime which in my book is of the highest caliber. What good is sending Mr Flint to Azkaban when in 15 years he could do it again. Not to mention Miss Slytherin will have to live with knowing that her attacker was still out there. That is why as Lord Slytherin and Lord Gryffindor. I demand that Mr Flint receives the Dementor kiss, for his crimes against Miss Slytherin and the Ancient Noble house of Peverell."
The gasp in the court room was deafening. Harry noticed several flashes of camera were snapping his picture as he stood in the stands issuing Marcus Flint fate.
Dumbledore aged fifty years. "Lord Peverell, do you really think such a punishment is correct for the crime that Mr Flint as committed? The kiss is only used if someone has murdered another witch or Wizard and only then if they are a serial offenders. The kiss for a crime such as this is madness."
Harry neon eyes glowed. "With all due respect Chief Warlock Dumbledore. As Heir to house Slytherin and House Gryffindor, I have the right to change your sentencing of Mr Flint, and I say he will receive the kiss and die for his crimes against my house and Miss Slytherin."
Albus frowned at Harry. Finally his shoulders slumped in defeat. "Aurors will you please go and get a dementor and bring it here. Lord Peverell is correct as heir of two Founders then he does have the right to change my sentencing. Marcus Flint this council condemns you to death and your execution will be carried out immediately.
"No you can't do this to my son Albus. He is my direct heir. If he dies so does House Flint when I die. Please!"
Dumbledore looked sadly at Lord Flint before shaking his head. "It is out of my hands Lord Flint. Your son decided to go against house Peverell after being warned several times. His actions are his own fault, and in doing so must suffer the consequences."
Just as Dumbledore had finished the chamber doors opened up to reveal two aurors escorting a Dementor to the chamber. The creature was in a see through box. The crowd shrieked at being so close to the foul creature. Dumbledore lowered his head. This was it, there was no turning back now. "Aurors will you please free Mr Flint and escort him to the box. Lord and Ladies if you do not wish to see the execution then I ask that you leave now." Dumbledore waited while half the court cleared. Once everything was back in order. Dumbledore ordered for Flint to be place in the box. Albus looked to the stand to see Harry was looking directly at him. The court was filled with a loud male scream as Marcus Flint soul was consumed by the Dementor. Dumbledore watched the lifeless carcass fall out of the box and watched as Marcus's father run down to his side and began to cry over the death of his son. He then turned to see Harry turning his back on him and walking out of the court with his robes billowing behind him.
A/N: Just little snippet to show you how ruthless Harry can be. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Now that Harry is back in Slytherin house, expect Astoria to enter in the fun.
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