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Retirement Plan.
Part 29.
The Addams Family Residence. Grimmauld Place.
After leaving Mr Lockhart in the care of Raven, who to my surprise had accepted the idea of using Glidory as a sort of test subject as I began to learn the magical mind arts, I returned to Grimmauld Place because I had been invited for dinner and I wasn't brave enough to refuse them.
I'd been a little shocked by how at ease Rachel had been with my plan to use Lockhart to practice mind magics upon, given that she'd spent a good part of her life playing the role of superhero, but she had told me about how she'd fallen into that life without ever having really chose it.
Aside from the fact that she was retired from the superhero life, it seemed as if Lockhart offended Raven so much that she didn't care if I ended up destroying his mind. Perhaps she intended to be there with me to make sure I didn't go too far and it might simply be his fate to lose most of his mind as penance for his crimes.
I was far more concerned about Dawn doing something stupid such as freeing the man, but that wasn't a large worry since she hadn't been infected by too much of her sister's nobility, which could more accurately be thought of as a type of well-meaning stupidity.
As for Hermione, she didn't even know that Lockhart was locked up in the cells, and I figured that it would be a good idea to sit down with her, and then explain the situation fully as sometimes when Hermione gets it into her head to go and do the right thing, such as freeing Lockhart, it can be almost impossible to get her to stop.
Lockhart's fate was something to discuss with my companions at another time. For now, I needed to stay focused on my dinner with the Addams family. It was clear that Wednesday intended to join my group and unlike the Grangers, Wednesday's family had an interest in both their daughter and me.
I thought it sad how little Hermione's parents were involved in her life given that she clearly craved approval from them. I also didn't mind that this had left a hole in Hermione's heart that she was filling with a need for my approval and affection. At least I would repay her devotion with the positive attention she so desired.
Upon my return to London, I'd also needed to offer Madam Bones some financial support, and thankfully that hadn't taken long. I'd gotten the impression that the Addams family had already made a deal to supply Amelia Bones with all the money she needed. That would explain her lack of interest in my funds.
Since that didn't take long I'd gotten dragged along with the Addams family into the kitchen/dining area of Number 12.
"James, I'd like you to meet Grandma Frump," said Wednesday as we entered the kitchen "Grandma this is James, my satisfactory love interest who I go to school with".
From what I understood she is the mother of Morticia Addams and Ophelia Frump, mother-in-law to Gomez Addams, and maternal grandmother of Pugsley and Wednesday, and Pubert Addams too had he existed in this timeline, or maybe he did and they'd just forgotten about him, or ended up selling him to a circus. None of that would have surprised me given this family.
"Until Wednesday's powers were awakened, Granny was the only member of the family who could claim the title of witch," said Morticia Addams.
Grandma Frump was a lot like the stereotypical idea of a witch held by many non-magical people. She was an old woman with frizzy hair, who wore a black dress and she wore several amulets.
"Bah!" called out the elderly woman "Don't compare me to one of those silly wand wavers. I follow the old ways".
I had no idea if Miss Frump was cooking our dinner or making a potion. I figured that I'd find out soon enough.
"Can you even do a little magic without your silly stick?" the woman questioned.
Since I'd spent most of the points I'd been given by the flaming eye on setting myself up with a comfortable life and purchasing perks that would protect me I couldn't show off much unless someone needed healing or by taking on my true form. However, I had a few tricks up my sleeve, one of which was the ability to reach into my storage space and take things out making it seem as if I could make items appear from nowhere.
"I do use a wand," I said as I reached out and brought something out of the storage space, "But in my view, you can't be a proper wizard without a staff".
Grandma Frump seemed pleased by my trick.
"Oh it's been a while since I've seen a wizard with a proper staff," she told me with a mostly toothless smile "While I prefer to work with my hands, it can be good to have something hard and heavy to hit people with".
I should learn a bit about fighting with the staff when I found the time. You never knew when someone's skull needed a good cracking.
"Now sit down, dinner is almost ready" the witch instructed.
I did as I was told and soon the food was served up. I wondered what we would be eating, and I found myself pondering if the meat was human and if I ate it would that make me a cannibal? No, because I'm a dragon who acts as a wizard so unless we're eating dragon meat, I wouldn't become a cannibal.
"Tell me, young man. Are you enjoying your time at Hogwarts?" Gomez Addams.
So far I was. Despite the school's many faults.
"It's an interesting school," I said.
Hogwarts is great if you are willing to tolerate the incompetent staff, the outdated equipment, the bullying, the bigotry and the pumpkin juice. I really hated pumpkin juice.
As for the bigotry and bullying, nothing would be done about them, it was part of the society and would remain so unless magical society was remade. If Dumbledore actually went and expelled someone then perhaps others might think twice about their behaviour, but he never would take a stand like that.
The only things that made it bearable, aside from the chance to recruit some sexy witches, were that some of the teachers were actually good at their jobs, the secrets within the school that could be explored, such as the Room of Requirement, and the fact that the school had such a vast library.
"I don't think I'll stay there once I've taken my OWLs," I admitted.
Partly this was because the NEWT exams are really only needed if you want to get a decent job at the Ministry and I'm so rich that I'm never going to need a source of steady income.
"What will you do once you have finished your exams?" enquired Morticia Addams.
That was something that I had already decided.
"I plan to travel" I answered "I think I'll learn more about using magic that way than I will do by writing essays at school for two more years".
Assuming that my experience was anything to go by, then magic schools suck all the actual fun out of learning to cast spells.
"From what I hear attending Hogwarts is a wonderful educational opportunity," said Gomez Addams as I poked something that might still be alive on my plate "Man-eating spiders in the forest, random attacks by students directed at the weak, and teachers that can turn into monsters on the full moon".
I could see the appeal from their perspective as they were a bunch of total nutters.
"The castle does have its charms" I stated "And I am learning a lot about duelling".
I was about to say more about that when Wednesday suddenly stabbed my plate with her knife. Whatever it was that had been moving around in the stew soon stopped doing so.
"Grandmother likes to use the freshest ingredients" the goth teen stated.
If I were still a normal human, or human at all, I might be freaking out at this point. Still, I was going to eat around that part. Unlike her brother who hadn't spoken yet and was on his second helping of whatever the hell it was that we were all eating.
"I offered to teach Wednesday proper magic," said Granny Frump "But Gomez and Morticia kept going on about having their daughter attend a proper school"
Already I knew that this was an old debate.
"Wednesday needs to get out into the world and explore her options" insisted Morticia Addams "This isn't just about her education. She needs to make friends and have romances".
I felt very awkward all of a sudden. More so than before.
"These are things I am working on," stated Wednesday.
Gomez decided to divert the conversation.
"Speaking of romance, James, I hear that you have an entire harem," he said.
It wasn't a secret or something I felt any shame about.
"Yes," I confirmed, "They are a nice group of girls".
To say the least.
"And our little Wednesday wants to join them" he commented "What drew you to this joining this arrangement my little stinging scorpion".
I had wondered that myself, and I had enquired but sometimes getting a straight answer out of the goth teen was hard work if not outright impossible.
"It seems like an efficient way to gain both friends and a lover," explained Wednesday "Then you can stop pestering me about having a social life. Besides, James has a few secrets that I wish to uncover".
Some girls do like a man with some mystery.
"So James, will you be staying the night?" asked Morticia Addams.
No force on Earth could compel me to spend the night in this house with these people. There were far too many rusty implements hanging up on the walls for my liking.
"No, thank you," I said "I need to pack my bags for school and take care of a few
matters at home".
I'd sleep much better if I was protected by my house's defences.
"You must stay a little longer," insisted Morticia Addams "I brought some of our photo albums with us and you must see what Wednesday was like as a child. Forewarned is forearmed".
I'd always suspected that the showing of embarrassing childhood photos to people you are dating was a sadistic form of torture that only a true monster would inflict upon their child. Now I had confirmation.
"Mother, when it is time to place you and Father, if he lives that long, in a retirement home. I will remember this" Wednesday warned.
That didn't deter her parents at all and soon I was looking at the baby pictures.
"Your baby pics look very classy with the black and white camera your parents must have used" I commented.
That had been the nicest thing I could say. To be truthful seeing her with so many headless dolls was more than a bit worrying.
"No, we used a state-of-the-art camera, Wednesday just somehow ends up driving away all of the colours," Gomez told me.
I took through the albums. While unwisely ignoring the death glares I was getting from the young Miss Addams. Although to be fair that expression wasn't so different from how she normally looked.
"You've really committed to the braids I see," I said.
I'd never seen a baby with hair that could be styled like that. I couldn't help wondering what a child of mine and Wednesdays would be like. Could this world handle such horror?
Twycross House. The Wizarding World.
For this evening I wanted to relax and have some fun with Dawn who already looked ready for bed even if we planned to watch a movie before heading to my bedroom for some sexy fun time.
She was wearing one of my T-shirts and nothing else I soon discovered as she sat on the sofa and the T-shirt rode up, she was no doubt waiting for me to join her as she did love her snuggle time.
I took a seat across from her on a comfy couch, and I smiled at my sexy companion, Dawn was pleased to have me here with her and I knew that as normal she'd be eager to do whatever it was I fancied doing when we fooled around. Something I intended to take advantage of very soon.
"Play with yourself for me," I ordered the little sister of the Slayer.
With any delay, Dawn closed her eyes and leaned back against the seat cushion. Her fingers were already gently pinching her nipples through the fabric of the t-shirt. Her other small hand was soon between her slim legs, her fingers rubbing the bare skin of her taut fuckhole. She was keeping her knees as far apart as possible to give me the best view.
I watched as she slide a single finger into her tight little pussy, and so did Hermione who had just walked into the room. She was also wearing very little and had been intending to watch the movie with us.
We would all be heading to Hogwarts tomorrow so Hermione had decided to spend the night here and to go with the group rather than have her parents see her off.
I didn't know if Raven would be joining us this evening as she had some project she wanted to work on.
"Hermione, come sit on the sofa next to Dawn," I ordered.
My companion did as she was told who looked curious about what was going on. Miss Summers smirked, already having an idea of where this was going, and she kept getting my attention with her lewd display.
"I want you two to put on a bit of show for me," I told them.
Hermione didn't do anything, perhaps she wasn't sure what she should do as this was all new to her, Dawn had something of a clue, and she made the first move. She leaned in close and kissed the other witch on the lips.
Before long, Hermione kissed Dawn back and put her arms around her fellow companion, as they began making out like a couple of horny teenagers, which was what they were. Both of the young women didn't need to coordinate their efforts, they both somehow knew what to do.
"I've never kissed a girl before," said Hermione during a pause in the action "It's not that bad".
Despite her words, my feeling on the matter was that both of these girls were actually as straight as an arrow and any enjoyment they got from this had to do with pleasing me. It was good that they were both always eager to follow my commands and hungry for my attention.
Dawn directed the attention as she began to French kiss and caress Hermione, letting her hands run all over the other witch's body.
"Want to take this to your room?" I was asked.
We could always come back down and watch the movie. It wasn't that late.
"Yes," I said.
Dawn led the way, taking Hermione's arm, and leading the other young female up into my bedroom. The two smiling girls quickly went over to my bed. I just stood there and watched them.
"I want you two to keep going" I commanded.
Even though they were both a little nervous they didn't refuse me.
"I guess we'll just keep going until our man decides he wants to join in," said the American girl.
Without saying a word both girls took off their tops. Which meant Dawn was now naked and Hermione was down to her knickers. Dawn smiled at me before she began to suck on Hermione's s nipples and Slayer's sister moved a hand between Hermione's legs so that she could finger her friend's pussy. Which was also bare of hair and a very snug fit for my cock.
"Let me try something." said Dawn as she got her fellow witch to lie down and remove her underwear "This will drive James crazy".
I wondered how far they would go to make me happy. Dawn was starting to perform oral sex on another woman just to entertain me, and she looked really into it. If this was all for my benefit, then I doubted there was much she wouldn't do for me.
Hermione grabbed Dawn's head and she began to make some interestingly lewd noises. As for me I couldn't just stand here and watch any longer. After quickly undressing, I made my move, and without warning I grabbed Dawn's hips and then I pushed my rock-hard cock inside a very eager cunt.
"Don't stop licking her" I ordered.
She only stopped to reply after I gave her an encouraging slap on the rump.
"Yes, Daddy," she said.
Dawn did her very best to focus on her task and Hermione used one hand to keep her friend's head in place as she used her free hand to play with her own breasts. All the while maintaining eye contact with me. By now the native women had become much more relaxed about this situation.
"I think she'd done this before" commented the dentist's daughter.
Perhaps later I would enquire about Dawn's previous experience with girl-on-girl action, right now my attention was on something else. I was using Dawn's pussy as a cock sleeve as the small woman moaned loudly into Hermione's thighs.
Despite Dawn having wanted me to lose control, I knew that I had to restrain myself somewhat as I was worried that I might hurt her, not that she ever seemed to mind when I was rough with her and it wasn't as if I had super strength even if my idealised human form.
She had at least succeded in making me want to cum as fast as possible. I had to stop myself from ramming into her little pussy as fast as I could. I shot my load of baby batter into her thirsty cunt as quickly as I could.
"So are we still going to watch a movie tonight?" Dawn asked once her mouth wasn't busy and she could lay down on her back, "Maybe after that, Hermione and I can trade places for you".
Neither I nor Hermione had any objections to that idea. Not that the young Miss Granger was speaking at all. She was far too relaxed to bother.
The Library. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Upon my return to the school, I had as I'd promised the Head of Ravenclaw House, thrown myself into preparing for the end-of-the-year exams. There was still much I needed to learn about the school subjects and if I didn't do well in the exams I wouldn't get any tutoring from Flitwick during the next school year.
While researching in the library, I found the Boy-Who-Lived hiding behind a stack of books while sitting at a table. He was alone and what little of him I could see did not look at all happy.
I didn't recall him being much of a reader in the books/show, but in this timeline things were different and he didn't have to put up with the bossy 11-year-old Hermione Granger when in the library so perhaps this version of him liked the library more than the cannon Chosen One.
"Doing okay, Larry Trotter?" I asked.
Harry Potter looked up at me and understandably he was confused. We'd met before even if we hadn't talked much aside from a few words exchanged in class, so he knew that I knew his name, and even if we'd never exchanged a single word that wouldn't have made a difference as everyone knew his name as well as what he was famous for.
"My name's not Larry Trotter," he said.
I knew that. I was attempting to be funny, and failing.
"Of course, I know your name," I told him "I just figured that you're sick of people whispering stuff like "That's Harry Potter' and pointing at you, so I thought I'd give you a break and not use your real name for a while".
He didn't get why this would be amusing and it wasn't the best effort I'd made to funny I had to admit. Perhaps if people had still been pestering him as much as they used to at the start of the school year, he would have found my desire to mess up his name to be a little entertaining.
"Anyway Gary, you didn't answer my question" I reminded him "How are you doing? I know the library can be overwhelming, but I don't think I've seen anyone use the books to hide as well as you have".
He sighed from behind his fortifications.
"People are still following me around and talking about me behind my back" he complained "I haven't made many friends. It's not fair that everyone expects me to be this great wizard when I don't know anything. I'm struggling just as much as anyone in class, but it's hard to study, Ron keeps wanting me to do whatever he wants and Neville is spending his time with some girls".
Poor lad. Perhaps needed a tutor? I was surprised that Remus Lupin wasn't taking more of a hand in his education. Granted he was busy around the full moon and he did have a full-time teaching job, but you'd think he would make the time. I wondered if Dumbledore had him doing some work for the Order of the Phoenix.
"If you need help with your school work I do know a place that we can use to study without any interruptions," I told him "I'm supposed to be meeting with Dawn there soon we could have a study group".
Raven would be a better choice to lead a study group, but since we'd gotten back to the school she'd gone off somewhere to do her own thing. All I knew about it was that her project involved using some of Dawn's blood. She had attempted an explanation and I'd not understood a word she was saying I just knew that it had something to do with travelling to other dimensions.
"Studying with other people is easier," he said.
Dawn would be happy. She'd been wanting to hang out with the main cast even if I had discouraged it at first and she kept inviting Potter to her parties even if he never came.
"I'm surprised Hermione didn't offer her help," I remarked.
Potter gestured to the books he was surrounded by.
"Where do you think all these came from?" he said "She went after some more and never came back. She's been gone for an hour. Should I be worried".
Assuming that she'd not gotten attacked by the books she must have gotten distracted by her own work and forgotten that Harry was even here. Not odd to hear as Hermione was like Rachel when it came to working on some projects. Hermione's work was just a lot less advanced since she'd not been practising magic for very long.
"Unless she's learned to access L-Space she should be back soon" I joked.
To my pleasant surprise, Harry was enough of a Terry Pratchett fan to have understood that reference, and we began discussing the author's work as we left the tables.
Neville Longbotted entered the library before Potter and I made it out. Having somehow gotten away from Susan Bones and Hannah Abbot. Those two young Hufflepuffs had certainly staked a claim on the young wizard.
"My parents aren't going to be happy that I'm falling behind," he said as he joined us on our way to form a study group.
While I'd restored Neville's parents to him he'd still been raised by his overbearing grandmother for nearly all of his life, and this had affected him.
Harry's time with his relatives hadn't encouraged him to achieve much academically either and his time with Siruis Black wouldn't have undone that damage. I couldn't imagine Black spending much time in the library either.
"Soon you'll see the best place to study in the entire school" I promised.
The two boys looked at the wall of the seventh-floor corridor. I'd decided to bring them to the Room of Requirement since it would be free from any distractions.
It was clear to me that Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom and Ron Weasley had become this universe's version of the Golden Trio due to Hermione Granger being in Ravenclaw.
While Ron wasn't someone I could help due to my own distaste for the lad if nothing else, these two boys had the potential to be great wizards. They might never need to face the Dark Lord Voldemort, but there were other dangers out there.
"There's nothing here" pointed out Neville as we arrived on the seventh-floor corridor.
He was wrong about that, and when Dawn caught up with us, she smirked that smile you only see on a person when they know you don't and they get to surprise you with it.
"Au contraire mon ami," I said
Harry, he'd been brought up to accept how he was treated without question and as such didn't like to rock the boat by asking too many questions, SO he didn't enquire about why we were standing in an empty corridor while looking at a blank bit of wall.
"There's a hidden room that only appears when someone requires it" I explained, "You have to need something for it to appear while moving up and down this corridor. So if you were trapped up here with the Flinch after you the room would appear as a broom cupboard that you could hide in".
That was the most simple use of the room.
"The room can take many forms and make use of anything that has been stored in it over the last thousand years" I was now telling my friends, if that was what they were, "So it also contains all of the school's lost property and junk which has been stored away by the House Elves".
I didn't intend to show them to the Come and Go room just yet as I still hadn't finished totally clearing it all out of anything valuable or dangerous. I was sure that someone was adding to the piles.
"As such if you wanted somewhere for quiet study then the room will appear and take a suitable form," I said "If you wanted somewhere for swimming lessons it could even become a pool".
I assumed that the Room of Requirement simply diverted some pipes to supply the water. Quite possible since parts of the castle did move about without breaking the plumping.
I focused on my need for somewhere for us to study for the end-of-year exams without being bothered and a door soon appeared. When we went inside we found a room filled with comfy chairs, a table stacked with books, and even a music player, which drew Dawn's attention.
"Here's where we'll study in peace," I said "And we can teach each other stuff in the subjects we're strongest in. I can handle charms and duelling".
That concerned Neville.
"Aren't those spells dangerous?" he asked.
He was right to be worried. Such magic could harm.
"These will be spells that Professor Flitwick thinks are suitable to teach me and that I would use in a contest" I assured him "Or we can just practice the spells that Black taught us".
I could tell that they all felt better about the idea now that he knew I was just going to be teaching them things I'd learned from teachers.
"You can go through the Herbology stuff, Harry can take us through DADA," I said "And don't deny it's your best subject".
I turned to Dawn, who spoke before I could.
"That leaves transfiguration for me," she said "Not my favourite class, but I'm getting good at transformations".
Potions required to stuff the room either couldn't supply or hadn't because I hadn't been specific enough in my request. We could at least go over the theory and be prepared for our exams.
They were something we needed to get through so that we could finish the school year and once they were done we could get to the fun stuff over the summer.
Retirement Plan.
Part 30.
Malfoy Manor. The Wizarding World.
Given that I'd planned an assault on this residence more than once, and called them off due to the manor's magical defences and because of its large staff, it was rather amusing to have been invited into the property by Narcissa Malfoy
Under other circumstances, the witch once known as Narcissa Black, wouldn't have allowed me or any of my girls into her home due to our social position. I was only here now because talk of my great wealth had reached many ears.
It was my fault that the lady of this huge house had been forced to let people, whom she would normally never lower herself to even talk to, into her fancy home, and that made me smile.
Watching her be nice to the Addams Family had been very amusing as they were mostly squibs and hardly the kind of people you wanted in your home even at the best of times. But they were insanely wealthy from what I understood.
As for why so many people were here on this fine Saturday afternoon, that was because Lucius Malfoy was missing rather than dead, and since he had not been declared dead his son couldn't inherit the family fortune.
Why Narcissa Malfoy couldn't just access the family Gringott's accounts I had no idea. Although I could speculate that it had something to do with her husband keeping a tight hold on the family's purse strings and that he hadn't told anyone where he kept the vault key or keys.
He might have even had them on me when Raven trapped him in the special book. Which was not something I'd given any thought to at the time.
Draco Malfoy, who smartly avoided the first-year Ravenclaws because Wednesday Addams scared him, was still attending Hogwarts.
As such, I assumed that he had access to a trust fund to pay for things, but I doubted he'd be bribing his way on the Quidditch team in the new school year with top-of-the-line brooms.
I also wondered why Narcissa Malfoy simply didn't get a divorce since Lucius Malfoy wasn't around to perform any husbandly duties and then get all of his stuff.
Not that I cared enough to obtain more information about the decline of the Malfoy family, Instead I just let myself be amused by it as I inspected the antiques that were going to be sold.
Due to her money troubles, Narcissa Malfoy had been forced to sell some of the family's prized possessions, however, rather than just sell stuff in some sort of wizarding garage sale like a normal person. she was holding an auction.
This meant we had to wander around the drawing room to see what was on offer before the bidding could begin while Mrs Malfoy did some social networking.
Hermione wanted to study for her exams and Dawn had declined to come here as she'd rather go to Hogsmeade. Yet while Rachel was my plus one I'd somehow ended up spending most of my time here with Wednesday Addams.
She was currently dragging me off to some part of the house that didn't contain moving paintings or anything else that might be able to spy on us.
"I wanted to apologise for not spending much time with you this term," said my fellow Ravenclaw "I have a lot to learn about becoming a witch".
This I understood. She'd joined the Wizarding World as a first-year after an entire term had passed by so she had been far behind everyone else.
"I'll be returning to America over the summer" Wednesday let me know "But before I leave the country I will sign the contract and become part of your harem. I plan to spend a few days at your home before I take an international portkey back to the US. My family will be waiting for me there and we have vacation plans so I won't see you again until the start of the new school year".
That was all fine with me and I wondered why her family was still in this country given that Wednesday was in school, but I decided not to pry since I probably wouldn't like the answer.
"You should know that I've kept my Nevermore school uniform," mentioned the goth girl "Dawn has hinted that you'd enjoy me wearing the outfit for you when we have sex".
I wasn't going to deny that.
"Communication is important in any relationship," Wednesday said.
She just wasn't communicating with the right person.
"You're supposed to talk to me about things" I pointed out.
The goth girl's expression didn't change and again I reminded myself never to play poker against her.
"Dawn is more talkative and doesn't easily get embarrassed" said Miss Addams "She talks about you a lot and exposes your weaknesses".
This was when Wednesday began to unbutton my trousers.
"I'm going to call you Daddy when we do sexual things" stated the witch "That is one of your weaknesses".
She knew that doing so would help her to get me erect and what she was doing with her hand helped.
"Do you like that Daddy?" said Wednesday, who was making an effort to sound adorable and so far was being somewhat successful, "Do you like it when your good girl plays with you like this?".
Rather than say more she began to give me an enthusiastic blowjob.
"Yes," I answered.
Given how well she was doing she had to have talked to Dawn about exactly how to orally please me. I wondered if there had been diagrams involved. The scary goth girl might even have taken notes.
"Oh, look at how hard you are, Daddy," she remarked while giving me a handjob during a pause in using her mouth "Did I make it all stiff?".
Rather than wait for a reply she got back to sucking my cock with gusto. I wasn't going to be able to resist cumming in her mouth with all the talking dirty and with her using Dawn's methods of pleasing me.
"I'm not going to last for long if you keep doing that," I warned.
Wednesday pushed her free hand under her skirt while speaking.
"What makes you think I want you to last at all," she said.
Since she was so intent on making me cum I did my best to relax despite being in Death Eater territory and I was soon cumming.
"While I don't have an emotionally distant father," said Wednesday as she licked her fingers clean of the cum that somehow missed her mouth. "Rather he has an emotional distance daughter. I will call you Daddy because you like it".
She then took off her underwear and placed them into my pocket.
"Dawn told me you'd want them" Wednesday explained.
I could add them to my treasure pile in my dragon cave.
When we got back to the auction the wizard who was running the action was taking bids on a very old copy of the Tales Of Beedle the Bard.
"Why did you abandon me for so long?" asked Raven "You left me alone with all these purebloods. I came close to cursing them all".
Rather than answer I made a bid and Rachel suddenly changed topics.
"Don't bother with the book, I want the wardrobe. It came from the Department of Mysteries, and it has a strange magical aura about it. Buy it for me".
I did like to spoil my girls so I would get it for her and I waited for the wardrobe to be introduced by the auctioneer.
"This item is believed to have been enchanted by a wizard known as Andrew Ketterley," said the bald man on the podium "A wizard known as the inventor of the Vanishing Cabinet".
A pair of Vanishing Cabinets would act as a passage between two places. If an object had been placed in one, it would appear in the other.
The cabinets were able to defeat all known defensive spells, as they were successfully used to transport several Death Eaters from Borgin and Burkes into Hogwarts School
Vanishing Cabinets were highly popular during the First Wizarding War; in the event of a Death Eater attack, one could simply disappear to the other cabinet until the danger had passed.
I was unsure what had happened to the pair of Vanishing Cabinets that allowed the Death Eaters to enter Hogwarts. I should check and if I hadn't already I should make sure they were secure.
"If it is an early version of a Vanishing Cabinets I want to study it" said Racheal.
Since no one else seemed interested in a battered old wardrobe I easily won the bidding.
Lampost. Narnia.
"Are you saying we have a wardrobe that leads to Narnia?" Dawn asked Raven.
Given that we standing next to a lampost in the woods that was filled with snow after going through a wardrobe I couldn't see how we could be anywhere else.
We'd even taken the time to don cold-weather clothes because we'd know we were coming here.
"Yes," said Raven
"You have a wardrobe to Narnia," Hermione said in disbelief.
"Yes," repeated Raven.
It didn't seem that odd to me.
"Remember Hermione that Dawn, Rachel and I are all from completely different dimensions than yours" I pointed out "So if someone can enter your universe then someone else should have been able to make some way of leaving. The Black Emporium was from another universe".
Hermione had not seen that place for herself due to never having gotten an invite, but she did know about it as she had been told all about it and she had seen some of the products we'd purchased from that very strange store.
"It's winter, so the evil queen is still alive?" Dawn asked.
I was also wondering if the events of the books had occurred yet or if it just happened to be winter in Narnia right now.
"Lot of strange crossovers in this world" I mused as we looked around "What's next, we go off to tour the States and run into Pennywise the Dancing Clown".
Dawn hit me hard in the back.
"Don't even joke about that" she demanded "I hate clowns".
Best to stay focused on Narnia.
"What I don't understand," I told everyone "Is how we can be here at all. There's a limit on what worlds we can visit placed on us by the ROB".
Narnia wasn't part of the homeworld of myself or any of my harem.
"A good question, Magnus" Rachel commented.
Since there was no chance of anyone from the Wizarding World overhearing us we were free to use what I thought of as our true names. Well, not Hermione as she'd not decided on a cool name.
"It is possible that many versions of Earth have a Narnia connected to it via a multi-world nexus" Raven explained to me "So while we aren't in the same plane of existence any more we are still within the same universe, just in a different layer of reality".
No one knew quite what that meant so the powerful witch tried to explain things a different way.
"If we had a spaceship and took off from Earth we wouldn't be able to fly to the world that has Narnia as one of its lands," Raven told us "This world was created in an alternate layer of reality. Like the Hell-Dimensions that are all around Dawn's version of Earth or the Fey realms that we aren't stupid enough to mess with".
I tried to wrap my head around this.
"So if I went to that evil mirror universe that the dominatrix vampire Willow came from and then went to a hell dimension it would be different than the hell dimension I could reach from my world?" asked Dawn.
Raven confirmed this to be true.
"The cosmology of your universe is very different to the cosmology of this universe," she said, "But not as complex as the cosmology of my native reality".
Rachel decided not to expand on that any further.
"What bothers me is that this place still exists" said Raven "It was supposed to have been destroyed in 1949".
I did recall that Aslan destroys Narnia at the end of The Last Battle because the land's time has come, but it had been such a long time since I'd read the series that I couldn't recall the details.
"Maybe he rebuilt it?" wondered Hermione.
"Or maybe it hasn't happened yet," I remarked "Time is different here".
I remembered from the book that no matter how much time an inhabitant of Earth spent in Narnia, no time passed back in England. For instance, during the Golden Age of Narnia, the Pevensies (Susan, Edmund, Peter, and Lucy) reigned in Narnia for at least a decade.
However, when they came back to England, their whole adventure seemed to have taken no time at all, and they were back at their previous ages.
"Time is linear here" said Raven "A year on Earth is equal to 52.14 years here in Narnia".
That didn't make sense to me or any of the others. It didn't match what we knew from the books.
"But I thought no time passed at all when we got back to Earth," Dawn said.
If so that had possibilities.
"Don't worry Key, the wardrobe will take us back to Earth when we left so we could stay here for decades and then go back as if no time has passed at all" Raven let us know "But if we were to spend years here and go back through say a portal to the house then some time will have passed on Earth".
We had the wardrobe secured so that wasn't an issue.
"If that is true then imagine what we could get done. We could study magic for years and go back to find that we aren't even late for our
next class" I realised.
Not that I had any reason to rush my magical education, it would just be nice to have some extra time to study
"Magnus, I'm not sure if it will work that way" Raven warned me "Lucy Pevensie learned to swim during her reign in Narnia, but she could hardly swim at all after she went back to England, but you are an adult so you might recall everything you learn while here".
I looked at Rachel.
"How do you remember stuff like that?" I wondered.
She smirked at me.
"I'm very smart," she said "I might not be a super-genius like Cyborg, but I have an IQ well above average".
She could have a few moments to be smug.
"So if the White Queen is ruling Narnia should we go and do something about it?" asked Dawn "Assuming that this isn't a natural winter I mean".
We all turned to Rachel who normally had some idea of what was going on.
"This isn't a natural winter," she said.
I took a moment to think.
"So either Jadis is ruling Narnia or the White Walkers are invading" I stated.
Given past experiences it could be both or either. I wouldn't be too shocked.
"We have exams next week" reminded Hermione.
Only she could use that as an excuse not to go off and defeat an evil witch.
"It doesn't matter" pointed out Dawn "When we get back no time will have passed and we can pull our books out of the storage space if we want to study while we are here".
There was a slight flaw there.
"People might notice if we advanced too quickly" Hermione noted "But I guess we could come here to study so that we at least stay at the top of the class".
The rest of us had bigger concerns.
"We might need to swap one of us for another boy" said Raven "And I'm not sure Magnus counts as a Son of Adam since he's a dragon".
People kept forgetting about that.
"And I wasn't born human" mentioned Dawn.
"Oh right, you're mystical energy with the power to unlock the gates between dimensions" recalled Hermione.
Although like me she did have a human soul, Raven had checked.
"You should still count," said Rachel "You were made from your sister who is human despite her powers and I changed myself into a human witch so I might qualify as a Daughter of Eve".
We all gave the matter some thought.
"Maybe we should go grab Neville and Harry" Hermione suggested.
I knew that according to the prophecy, Aslan's reappearance in Narnia would mark the return of spring, and the death of the Age of Winter, after which, the formerly oppressed Narnians' spirits would be revived. The dark age would end with the coronation of four humans as Narnia's new kings and queens.
Another thing I knew was that the Pevensie children were indeed those prophesied four, who had the power to defeat the White Witch Jadis, the evil queen of Narnia and their actions brought about a short-lived Golden Age.
"Oh wow, I just realized," said Dawn "Santa is real here!".
I recalled that as well, and the scene when he gave weapons to the four siblings. I always found it odd that St. Nick gave children means of killing people. It doesn't really fit with his image.
"Wouldn't he count as a Son of Adam?" I wondered.
As it turned out that wasn't the case.
"Santa is an elf," Raven said "Only humans have a right to rule Narnia. The White Witch is a descendant of giants and Adam's first wife Lilith, who either was or became a demon after leaving Adam. That's why she can never be Narnia's true queen".
Since I became a dragon I also can't be king of Narnia.
"Santa is not real" insisted Hermione.
She held on to that despite us currently hanging around in Narnia.
"Of course he's real, and he lives in this world," said Rachel "How do you think he makes so many presents and gets them all sorted out. In this world he has decades to plan each Christmas".
That made a lot of sense.
"If it was actually winter for years most of the forest would have been cut down for firewood and the talking animals would have had to eat each other to survive," I mused.
This led me to wonder about many things. Like did the White Witch collect any taxes from her subjects? If it was always winter here then how did anyone grow any food?
"The disruption of the seasons should have had a lot more negative effects, but it was a kid's book so I ignored it," Dawn told me "I remember that the White Witch uses wolves to enforce her rule, but I have no idea how the rest of it works. How did Mr Tumnus pay for his food?".
Hermione gave us an odd look.
"We're in a magical fantasy land and you're talking about economics," she said with exasperation.
I saw no problem with this.
"No one ever questions Aragon's tax policy," I said "Does Jadis have a tax policy?".
Our conversation came to an end when one of the locals spotted us.
"Oh my, there are three of you," a beaver stated.
We all stopped to stare at the four-foot-tall anthropomorphic beaver.
"It's dangerous out here!" the beaver exclaimed "Come with me Son of Adam and Daughters of Eve. The Dark Lord will destroy you if his spies find you here"
That last bit caught us all by surprise.
"Did you say 'Dark Lord', and as in not the White Witch?" said Dawn.
The beaver did a good job of expressing surprise despite not having a human face.
"No the White Queen was defeated long ago," he said "Then after the
kings and queens left a new darkness entered the land. Waldin McNair, the Dark Lord of Narnia".
That was a cool title.
"I've never heard of him," said Dawn.
I leaned a little closer to her.
"Waldin McNair is a Death Eater who ended up working for the Ministry of Magic as an executioner of magical creatures".
Which meant we weren't the first people from the Wizarding World to enter this land.
"Which way is the Dark Lord's Fortress of Doom?" I asked.
The talking beaver pointed over to some hills in the distance.
"How do you know he has a fortress?" Hermione questioned.
I moved away from the group.
"Every evil overlord has a fortress of doom," I told her
I then turned to address the beaver.
"We'll deal with McNair" I promised.
I changed into my dragon form and flew off to the ice fortress. I changed form and landed in the courtyard that was full of statues that I knew to have been people even if they weren't human.
"He must have access to the White Queen's magic" I mused.
Perhaps she left behind her personal spellbook. If so I should claim it because if it contained a spell that could make a magical winter across an entire kingdom then it must have some other powerful spells recorded on its pages.
"Magnus don't just fly off" chided Dawn.
As Raven transported my witches into the courtyard the wolves began to appear.
"I didn't take Care of Magical Creatures!" called out Hermione "How do you deal with wolves?".
Rather than point out that wolves aren't covered in the class as they normally aren't magical, I transformed back into my dragon form without reaching my full size.
I could do that because I am awesome and the wolves weren't stupid enough to stick around if it meant facing a dragon. I felt fairly certain that my roar would have them running for miles before they dared to stop and see that I wasn't chasing them.
"You scare them away with a dragon," answered Dawn.
I returned to my human form and then gestured for everyone to follow me.
"McNair will be the throne room," I told everyone "He'll be waiting for us with some minions and he'll have a speech prepared"
This was indeed the case. The Death Eater was waiting for us. He was not an attractive man.
"I'll save you some time," I told the evil wizard "When your dark mark faded you realised that Voldemort wasn't ever coming back, so you decided to go it alone, and after you somehow got here you used the magical secrets left behind by the White Queen to seize control of Narnia".
That wasn't all I had to say on the subject.
"You got this wardrobe from Rookwood I'm guessing, since he was a spy in the Department of Mysteries during the Blood War" I was now saying "During the years you've been here you have been gathering an army of darkness that you intend to return home with and you'll use it to purify the wizarding world of all those you deem inferior".
No one spoke for a short time.
"How did you work out my plan?" said McNair.
Because the dark wizards of this world are painfully predictable.
"Mostly guesswork" I admitted "You had the wardrobe for years, but never used it despite knowing what it was. Rookwood died in Azkaban recently so I figured he left it to you in his will and you made sure it went to Malfoy Manor. You Death Eaters all know each other".
McNair just stared at me.
"Well yeah, that's about it" he confirmed "I was going to invade the muggle world as well".
Again no one moved or spoke for a few moments. It was as if I'd gone so far off the script that reality needed some time to adjust itself.
"Kill them!" the Dark Lord of Narnia yelled.
Since McNair went for his axe rather than his wand he could do nothing as I brought my staff out of the storage space. I used it to send a powerful banishing charm at the Dark Lord and his minions who were all thrown to the ground, or at least pushed back. Compared to my work the spells cast by Hermione and Dawn were hardly noticeable.
Before anyone evil got up off the ground Raven had trapped McNair in one of the special books. With no master to drive them the dark creatures were unsure of what they should be doing.
"The Dark Lord has been vanquished" I declared "Leave now if you don't want to be next".
The trolls, ogres, goblins and other creatures began to slink away as I went up to the throne that was mostly made of bones. I then moved McNair's axe into the storage space, as it would be a nice souvenir of this trip.
"You know if this had happened in the Harry Potter books this would have taken most of the school year to sort out" commented Dawn "We handled it in less than an hour".
If I'd wanted to face challenging enemies I'd have chosen to go to a more dangerous world. I chose not to because it wasn't what I wanted. I wished to learn magic, enjoy myself and have sex with hot witches.
"To be fair I was younger in those books" Hermione pointed out.
Rather than add to that I went and sat on the throne.
"Magnus no!" called out Raven.
"Magnus yes!" was my reply.
Hermione and Dawn looked a little confused. Having not figured out what I was thinking about doing.
"You can't declare yourself Lord of Narnia" stated Rachel.
I felt fairly certain that I could.
"You don't count as a human anymore" the former Teen Titan reminded.
That hadn't stopped Jadis.
"Aslan won't like it" argued Dawn "Remember what happened to the White Queen".
I wasn't going to get into a fight with the talking cat who can come back from the dead and reverse magic powerful enough to turn people into stone with just his breath.
"At least let me loot the treasury," I said "or ransack the library if they have one here".
Hermione didn't like the sound of that.
"You can't steal from the people here" she insisted.
Raven had already claimed the White Queen's spell book. Which was the only bit of loot worth having, but to be fair she had actually defeated the Death Eater.
"I should be able to reverse the flesh-t0-stone spell for the people in the courtyard," she said.
Then we'd go home I figured. Maybe explore Narnia when the weather improves.
Retirement Plan (Harry Potter SI)
Part 31
Hogwarts College of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Magical World.
Albus Dumbledore had no idea what he was supposed to do. Well, that wasn't entirely true, he knew what to do for his job, and he had tasks at the Ministry that he needed to handle, it was more that he didn't know what to do in terms of the battle against the dark forces of this world.
As he sat at his desk and filled out some paperwork that was so routine he could have completed it in his sleep, he pondered what to do about the struggle against the darkness, or rather the lack of any darkness to struggle against.
Since there was no sign of Voldemort and there hadn't been since Halloween it looked as if the Dark Lord was really gone, and with him gone many of the Death Eaters in Azkaban had just given up, allowing themselves to succumb to that horrible place and die.
The disappearance of Death Eaters outside of Azkaban had caused others to go deep into hiding or flee the country. Even the vampire covens and werewolf clans were attempting to stay out of trouble.
Dumbledore still had no idea what had happened that night but since Halloween, the prophecy made so many years ago seemed to have been completed in some sense.
He was certain that the connection between Harry Potter and Tom Riddle had been broken because the scar on Harry's forehead was a physical mark of their connection and it was fading away.
Add to that the disappearance of the Dark Mark, which was also tied to Tom, and it looked as if there would be no Dark Lord to return to plague this country.
This should be good news, but Dumbledore still had no idea who was behind the defeat of Voldemort, and that worried him as much as the idea of Tom returning to power.
Actually, it might be worse since he could predict Voldemort's actions and Dumbledore knew who the Dark Lord's followers were.
As for the Ministry, it looked as if Amelia Bones would replace Fudge and she was not a big fan of the Headmaster. This was fair due to him having failed to protect Edgar Bones and his family.
Edgar had been part of the Order and he'd been targeted because of it along with his whole family. Amelia believed that her brother should have stayed out of the fighting since he had family to care for.
Perhaps if Lucius Malfoy were still around then the Headmaster would have more to do at the Ministry, but he'd vanished along with that horrible Umbridge woman, no loss there.
Without Malfoy's coin, Fudge had been unable to hold onto his position and he'd not been listening to Dumbledore as much as he used to so the Headmaster had begun to distance himself from Fudge.
These disappearances were concerning as while none of those lost were good wizards or witches the rise of Lord Voldemort to the title of Dark Lord had begun with the disappearances of those whom Tom Riddle thought would get in his way.
For a time he had wondered if the missing magical people were murder victims, that these were some sort of revenge killings, performed by someone who had suffered, perhaps as a child during the war, and was now getting revenge for their lost family.
Umbridge's disappearance didn't fit that pattern. Plus there were still a few former Death Eaters going about their lives openly who were publicly known to have escaped Azkaban through bribery or political connections. Why had none of them been targeted?
If Voldemort wasn't behind the missing people and the disappearances weren't acts of revenge, then Dumbledore feared that a new Dark Lord might soon appear, but since he had no idea who that would be he had no idea how to handle this situation.
As far as he was aware there were no witches and wizards around who had the kind of power or knowledge required to defeat Tom even in his weakened state. Not unless they somehow found out about the connection between Harry Potter and Voldemort and had found some way to exploit it.
Yet clearly someone out there had known and they were able to make people vanish without a trace. Since Dumbledore had no idea who they were all he could was wait until they revealed themselves or at least left some sort of clue as to their identity when they next went after a target.
The problem with this was that Dumbledore felt his age. He'd lived for over a century and while many of his kind'd lived much longer than that the Headmaster was starting to slow down. He couldn't do as much as he used to.
He considered doing this before, but now he had little choice in the matter. It was time to start grooming his successor. He would have to start spending more time with the Boy-Who-Lived to prepare him to stand against the darkness in the future.
Harry should have been allowed to finish his schooling, make friends and grow in confidence, but the Headmaster felt he had little choice. The lad was an adult now and it was time for him to take his place in the community.
He would visit the boy over the summer and begin to teach him about how to be a leader for those who chose to face the darkness. Potter would carry on his work and be properly guided.
That would be the best way to spend his remaining years and he would keep a watchful eye open just in case a new dark lord would rise up or Tom somehow returned.
Hogwarts College of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Magical World.
"You know, I thought that end-of-the-year exams would be awful. However, I found them rather enjoyable" Hermione mentioned as we hiked across the courtyard on our way back to Ravenclaw Tower "What about you lot?".
While I wouldn't use the word enjoyable when it came to an exam as I am not a masochist, the exams hadn't been as bad as I'd imagined during the little amount of time I had spent worrying about them.
I hadn't concerned myself much as they weren't a big problem. Unless I failed them utterly I was unlikely to be held back and it was the Ministry exams, the OWLs and the NEWTs that really mattered.
Since I'd ended up tutoring two of my fellow first-years and because the exams hadn't changed much over decades I'd had no reason to worry.
All you had to do to find out about the school-run exams was enquire with an older student. Once you knew what the exams would involve it was easy to prepare for them and to help others to do the same.
The Charms exam consisted of attributing animation to an otherwise inanimate object. It wasn't always the same object and this year the students had to make a pineapple dance across Filius Flitwick's desk.
"I used a little wandless magic on the pineapple" I shared with everyone "Flitwick was pleased".
While that might be considered showing off and it could have been dangerous to so openly display my advanced magical skills I wasn't apprehensive about it
Being able to move some fruit around without a wand hardly made me seem like a risk to people, and I had shown the school that I had a minor talent for wandless magic before now.
"I assumed that all of us would," said Racheal "Telekinesis is rather basic magic".
As far as I could see, laziness was the only reason why more mages in this world didn't learn to do things wandlessly, it really wasn't that hard. Although they didn't have Raven to teach them.
"I heard that Neville Longbottom blew up his pineapple when Flitwick asked him if he would like to show off any charms he'd learned" shared Dawn "He was trying to shrink a pineapple he'd enlarged".
Perhaps it was possible that he'd used the Reducto spell rather than Reducio. The Shrinking Charm was as the name suggested a charm that caused an object to decrease in size.
It was the counter-charm to the Engorgement Charm. So I figured that Longbottom had used the spell to make the pineapple bigger before trying to return it to its proper size.
I'd helped to teach him how to do such things, and he'd have learned Reducto during our duelling classes.
But despite them having very similar names the two spells weren't much alike so I had to wonder how anyone could get them mixed up.
The Transfiguration exam always consisted of transfiguring a living into an object. We first-year students had to turn a mouse into a snuff box. Extra points were given for how pretty the snuffbox was, points were taken off if it still had whiskers.
Despite my distaste for transfiguring animals as it seemed cruel, I'd done a passable job according to the Deputy Headmistress.
As for the Potions exam that consisted of brewing a potion from memory. Thankfully Slughorn let us pick the potion and I'd gone with a very simple Cure for Boils potion that only required dried nettles, 6 snake fangs, 4 horned slugs and 2 porcupine quills. As such it hadn't been too much work.
"I think that you must be the only person in this entire school who would say that, Hermione," I responded. "I personally think that there was too much writing involved. I would have preferred some more practical work".
While the charms and transfiguration exam had required wand waving, and the potions exam had also involved actual magic, there had been too much writing.
Even in the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam, which really should have been more practical even if knowing the theory was important.
It wasn't as if the forces of darkness would ever attack us with paperwork. Well, the Ministry might, but that was a different kind of evil.
"Oh, the written exams weren't that bad," Hermione said. "Much easier than the exams we'll have to take when we are third years, and then as fifth years. From what I hear from the older students those are just awful".
Well, I'd been to college once already so I should be able to cope with education at that level and it wasn't as if I planned to stay past my OWLs.
"The exams were a fine example of socially approved sadism" stated Wednesday.
No one replied to that.
"Let's worry about them later" suggested Dawn "I want to relax and get a drink".
No doubt there would be an end-of-year party.
"I could do with a drink" I commented.
The party wouldn't start until after dinner so we all had time to get some rest before any more activity.
Hogwarts College of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Magical World.
Hermione Granger would swear that she'd been a good girl before she met James Twycross. She'd never intended to become his consort or to join a harem, but being part of his life offered her a lot.
She hadn't regretted it so far, it was just that she didn't want to get into trouble and sneaking into the library in the middle of the night for sex seemed like just the sort of thing that could get her expelled, or at least result in public humiliation.
The general rule at the college about these activities was not to get caught, and they might get caught.
Sure James had that map of his, which let him move around the castle without being seen by anyone, but it wasn't as if he'd been keeping his eye on the map while they were doing sexy stuff. Then again what was life without a little risk?
Besides Hermione didn't want to risk boring James, not if it meant the other witches in his life getting all the attention and support from him. They all had to share and make an effort.
After a few more steps they were out of sight of the door thanks to a large stack of books and before long James's right hand was pressing her against some shelves while his left hand was stroking high up her inner thigh. She was still dressed, but that could change soon enough.
"Sit on the table" he ordered.
After she did as she was told as Magnus would wish, the wizard then knelt between Hermione's legs and scrunched up her skirt. He'd told her to wear one and this was odd because he preferred the witch in tight-fitting jeans or anything else that did a job of showing off her backside.
Now she understood why he'd told her to dress like this as with a skirt she didn't need to take much off for him to get at what he wanted.
This was proven when James pulled down her knickers and then kissed up her inner thigh, following the same path his hand had been going mere moments ago.
She made no effort to stop him because she belonged to him, not that he would ever force himself on her if she really didn't want to do something and she did want to. She really wanted to.
"Daddy,' Hermione said with a soft sigh, knowing that he liked to be called that "You're going to get me into so much trouble".
He seemed intent to prove this to be true, and while the witch was worried about getting caught she felt thrilled to be doing something like this in the library.
Normally things were so orderly and peaceful here, but tonight it would be something else. Hermione didn't doubt that others like her had come down here in the middle of the night to do things that you shouldn't do in a library, yet she didn't care as right now this was all for her.
"Oh... Oh... Oh! Yes Daddy, right there!' she said as she dug her hands in his hair "That feels so good".
It was a rare thing for James to do this to her, in fact, it more often happened when he instructed a couple of his girls to please each other.
Hermione didn't feel bad about doing that sort of thing because it was for the man she'd come to love and men enjoyed watching that sort of thing, therefore she wasn't a lesbian, not that she felt that there was anything wrong with that. She just liked making her wizard happy.
Hermione didn't think about that, or anything else for a while, as her Daddy, something she'd grown to not mind calling him, rather expertly got her to cum just using his tongue and fingers.
She lost the ability to do anything other than try not to scream so loud that the whole castle would be woken up.
Once he'd done playing with her he pulled out his fingers, then offered them to Hermione's mouth, and she licked him clean just as he wanted him to.
It made him happy when she did naughty things for him, and she'd gotten good at knowing what he might order her to do without needing any sort of verbal command.
"Let's get you sorted," the witch said once she was done cleaning his wet fingers.
Then she began pulling at his jeans as she spoke
"I don't know what came over you James, but this was a really fun idea" she was now saying "Now Daddy, please get that cock of yours inside me so I can make you feel good".
He intended to do just that.
"Turn around and stick your bum up". James ordered
her.
Hermione unsteadily stood up, her knees were a little wobbly and then did as he had commanded. Once she was in place her lover positioned himself behind her and soon slid his cock into her willing entrance.
Soon he began fucking his lover nice and hard, slamming into her so much that the only reason she was still standing was that she had the table to hold on to.
Hermione moaned and held on as Magnus, as he was also known, used her as he pleased. James had spent more time than she'd realised making her feel good in her favourite part of the castle.
So they needed to finish up and return to their separate dorms before someone found them. Not that Hermione minded that the sex lasted longer than she'd been expecting.
James grunted sounding more like a beast than a man and released his cum inside her. As he was half collapsing over her she happened to see the map, which had managed to stay on the table and saw that a teacher was patrolling the corridors near their location.
There was no official curfew, this wasn't a school for children, but you just weren't meant to wander the castle at night. She'd rather not be dragged to Flitwick's office for a talking-to if she could avoid it.
"Someone's coming" she warned.
Lucky for the both of them Hermione had already learned a spell that would make them next to invisible in the darkness and thanks to the magical map they should be able to sneak out of there without getting into any trouble
Twycross House. The Wizarding World.
Rather than spend hours on the train, which is totally optional even if few people ever seem to realise that, my girls and I had all come straight to my house.
We were now having an early lunch provided to us by my hard-working House Elf, and this afternoon we would all spend time exploring our own interests rather than be stuck on a train.
I had a duelling contest to prepare for that would take place over the summer, and I was planning to take us all to Egypt for at least a week as apparently, the tombs were rather interesting to look at. I figured that my girls would like a holiday, but I wasn't going to tell them about it just yet.
While it was tempting to go to Narnia via the wardrobe, an experience I was still a bit giddy about, to practice my duelling without much time passing in this world.
However, it would be a bit suspicious if I suddenly became much more skilled at duelling because I'd been able to spend weeks practising in a universe where time flowed differently.
The ignorant sheep of the magical world would accuse me of using the dark arts or some sort of performance-enhancing potion, I'd rather avoid that sort of scandal and it wasn't as if I was in any kind of rush. However, I still planned to hire a private tutor to improve upon my existing skills.
"Why are you dressed as a kitty?" Dawn questioned as Wednesday joined us at the table "A sexy kitty".
Now that the school year was over Wednesday had fully joined my group as planned. She was bound to me via my magic as were the other women sitting here at the table.
"I've decided to become Magnus's sexy pet cat" the goth girl declared.
No one had been expecting this.
"Can you explain that" I requested.
I didn't mind if she wanted to dress up I just wanted to know what it involved as it might require me to do something special for her.
"Cats are pets, but they are emotionally distant most of the time and only seek affection on their terms," she said "I'm not emotionally available enough to fulfil the more traditional submissive role that some girlfriends chose to fill. Besides I already had the outfit".
That part made sense to me at least. However, I wasn't sure if this was a good thing as it might mean my mental state was becoming more Addams-like.
"What about the pet part?" asked Hermione "You aren't his property".
Wednesday seemed content to answer these questions.
"Magnus's a Greater Dragon" she replied "Greater Dragons are superior beings to mere humans and he should see me more as a pet than an equal. I'm simply embracing this rather than deluding myself into thinking I can be his partner".
Hermione looked a little offended.
"I'm not deluded" she protested "James isn't inherently superior to me. I just feel comfortable in a submissive role and he enjoys it. I like making him happy".
Our fun in the college's library the other night made that clear. It had been overly too quickly yet it had been thrilling.
"Hermione, you are deluding yourself" insisted Wednesday Addams "In terms of power, wealth and social position, Magnus's is far above you".
I noticed that Raven seemed amused by this conversation while Dawn looked thoughtful.
"She's got a point," said Dawn "I do the whole baby girl thing because James looks after me. He's the Daddy and in charge".
She wasn't wrong.
"And because he spoils you rotten" added Racheal.
"And because of that" agreed Dawn.
Hermione had no idea what to say to this. She'd know that I was the leader of the group that the girls were subordinate to me, and that there was a power difference. Dawn and Raven were above Wednesday and Hermione.
What shocked the witch was that Wednesday was so open about it. Hermione was just used to being relaxed about our hierarchy.
"Have you told everyone that you're coming to America with me"? wondered the cat girl.
I hadn't as a matter of fact.
"Didn't you say you weren't going because you don't want to stay at the Adamms home?" questioned Dawn.
Since she'd seen the old TV show and movies she didn't think me a coward for not going.
"After some thought, I've decided that I'm going to use our special keys to return here at night," I told my girls "So I'll only be gone during the day".
We had a way of being able to travel to this house and to return to the place we'd left. I'd just not planned to do that in case one of my girls had someone over and they started to enquire about why I was in the country when I was supposed to be overseas.
I'd have to take an international portkey to get to the U.S. and then take another one to officially return. It was a lot of fuss, but at least I didn't have to deal with the airports.
"I'll only be away for a few days, and there's a time difference so I don't want anyone in the house who isn't part of the group until I'm known to be back in the country" I told my girls "Is that understood?".
They all confirmed that they understood.
"While we are staying with my family I hope we can transfer a few things of mine to the storage dimension to place here" Wednesday was now saying "Your sex dungeon is lacking a few of my favourite toys".
For a virgin, she sure had a lot of kink.
"That's fine," I said.
I was sure that I could learn how to pleasure her with them a good daddy looked after his girl's needs.
"I'll be going to France with my parents over the summer," Hermione reminded us, wanting to change the subject I guessed, "But I'll be staying here for the rest of the summer".
She had a room here so that was fine.
"I'm looking forward to showing you off to my friend Enid" mentioned Wednesday "Her boyfriend Ajax is Gorgon. Mine is a wizard. I won't tell her you are a dragon. It wouldn't be safe".
"Why?" wondered Dawn "Isn't she your BFF?".
That had been my impression. I didn't know Enid well, but she seemed the loyal type on the show.
"Enid is a good person, but she talks a lot, more so when she's nervous" the goth girl explained "I don't want her to slip up and expose James as a dragon. That kind of news gets around".
I didn't want the Ministry trying to drag me off the Department of Mysteries or anything like that. Which they would try to do if they found out the truth about me.
"Enid has been having trouble maintaining her long-distance relationship with Ajax" Wednesday said to me "They might have broken up by now".
There was some silence before the next person spoke.
"I have some news" mentioned Raven.
We all gave her our attention.
"I've almost figured out how Dawn and I can return to our original dimensions" she reported "It's something I've been working on for a while, and with the wardrobe to Narina I've figured out how to make a safe and dependable way back to those universes".
Now this was interesting news. Listening to my harem talk about our relationships could get boring.
"You've been working on this for a while" I commented.
That hadn't been any sort of criticism.
"Opening a gateway to other universes isn't that hard for me," she explained "It's doing so safely and being able to navigate that's the issue. With Dawn's blood and my research combined, I'm almost ready to create a permanent portal between this world and the worlds Dawn and I come from".
This didn't surprise me as I knew that while Raven had been working on many projects over the last year she'd devoted quite a bit of time and energy to finding a way for us to visit their home universes.
"So we'll be able to meet your friends," said Hermione.
Unlike me, she'd never seen the Buffy the Vampire Slayer show or had any interest in comic books, so she knew little about the old lives of Dawn and Raven.
"It should be an interesting experience," said the new member of my harem before she brought my attention back to her "Magnus will you claim my virginity tonight?"
That was the plan.
"Yes," I confirmed.
I had no reason to be shy about this.
"Then if you don't mind I'll change into my old school uniform," she said "I know you'll enjoy me wearing it".
She already knew me rather well.
"I want to have a small group lesson in mind magic this afternoon" stated Raven "I'll finish the work on the gateway while you are visiting Wednesday's family".
We still had Lockhart in one of the cells so we might as well make use of him.
"After the lesson, I'm going to go out and pick up a few things for our big summer party" mentioned Dawn "Hermione will you come with me".
She agreed to this.
"I want to spend some time writing," said Wednesday.
"Sounds as if everyone will have a productive afternoon" I said as I got up from the table "I'll see you all at dinner".
I was looking forward to deflowering another witch tonight.