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As the second week of Hogwarts' winter recess began, Harriet opened her eyes early one morning to a familiar sensation.
The heavy snowfall outside had kept the bedroom shrouded in a subtle, gray glow, regardless of the daybreak an hour earlier.
Harriet sighed softly as she glanced down and watched Tom's head bobbing while he suckled from her like a baby.
"I've got to get up." She groaned as she watched him, "I have that meeting this morning, remember? With the committee….about the Children's Triplex?"
Tom didn't even bother to look up at her as he grunted an order while he continued his morning meal, "Reschedule it."
"What?" Harriet frowned.
"I said…….reschedule the meeting." His smooth voice commanded while he flicked his tongue over her exposed nipple.
The soft whimper that left her lips made him grin as he pulled back to stare up into Harriet's emerald gaze.
"Your alpha needs you more than that silly committee. What do they want, anyway? Help filling out the paperwork? You belong here, Harriet Riddle, in my arms, settled in your nest." He huffed.
She furrowed her brow as she replied, "We've already rescheduled it twice, Tom. The plans for the expansion are going to be discussed and voted on…….It'll only take an hour, surely you'll be able to make it that long without me."
As Harriet did her best to wriggle her heavier frame out from underneath him, a horrible scowl etched itself into his handsome features.
Anger rumbled in Tom's heart as he realized his mate really intended to go against his wishes.
"I said……" He snapped as he firmly placed himself between Harriet and freedom, purposely blocking her path, "You're staying here, with me."
"And I said," Harriet hissed back as she slipped under his arm and stood, knowing he wouldn't dare use any force against her, especially with their little one cuddled in her belly, "That I'm going, Tom. I'll be back as soon as I can, don't worry."
Tom had gotten more than accustomed to coming and going from his office at the Ministry as he pleased, but Harriet preferred to adhere to her schedule.
That had proven to be a much more difficult task over the last year or so, with Tom doing everything possible to hamper her progress on anything that took her time away from him.
"...If I can't persuade you to stay, may I at least join you there?" He asked after a moment.
His dark eyes followed Harriet's every move as she wriggled out of her night robes and into her clothes for the day.
She held back a laugh as she noticed his slack-jawed expression while he drank in the sight of her bare belly, firm and round against the bouncing fullness that her breasts had become.
Tom's eyes traced the outline of her bottom as she put her back to him and shrugged, "Certainly……I suppose it'd be lovely if the Minister himself attended the meeting. The committee would be quite surprised."
Behind Harriet, a wicked grin danced across Tom's face as a cruel idea presented itself.
"I'll see you there?" Harriet asked as she grabbed her wand and glanced over her shoulder at her husband.
"See you there, sweetling." Tom nodded with a charming smile.
Harriet cast him one last look before she apparated away.
If she had known what her mate had planned, she would have shown herself the mercy of staying there with him in their bed.
At least in her nest, Harriet would have been free to scream.
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Harriet arrived thirty minutes early to find the room designated to host the meeting remained empty.
Having already invested a great deal of herself into the Children's Triplex, she took a seat at the head of the long table and spent the next few minutes going over the upcoming designs for the facility's expansion.
Eventually, she checked the time and frowned.
Ten minutes until the session started, she realized no one else had come yet, not even Tom.
A mere few seconds later, the door swung open to welcome the meeting's second attendee.
"Good morning, Mr. Jerwans." Harriet smiled.
"Harriet!" Mr. Jerwans laughed.
As the door opened again, another attendee entered.
Then another.
And another.
…….And another.
As the table's many seats gradually filled, sidebar conversations broke out while Harriet gathered her thoughts.
Less than a minute until the meeting's scheduled beginning, a subtle popping sound caught her attention.
She looked around until something brushed her knees.
Curious, Harriet pushed her chair out and glanced under the table while the others were distracted.
"...Tom!" She hissed.
Her eyes widened as she found her husband crouched under the table, directly in front of her, with mischief glimmering in his dark eyes and a finger over his lips.
"What are you doing?!" Harriet whispered.
"Mrs. Riddle, are we ready to start?" Someone asked.
"Oh, um……Yeah…..Yes, let's begin." Harriet nodded.
As she turned her attention to the meeting and began to unveil the plans she had carefully constructed for the Children's Triplex, under the table, Tom began to unveil his plans as well.
Harriet was an excellent actress.
As she felt the burst of cool air that meant her knickers had been vanished, she kept her expression unchanged while she gave her opening remarks.
While questions and items were discussed and voted on by those present, Harriet didn't so much as blush while Tom slithered under her robes and wedged himself between her thighs.
It was difficult to say what was more of a torture, the forced silence or the awful cruelty of his skilled tongue.
By the end of the hour, Tom had grown delightfully dizzy from having his face and neck repeatedly squeezed by his wife's warm legs.
Harriet's cushioned chair had been ruined.
His smirk never wavered the entire time, not even as he finally withdrew from his wife's saturated center to nip teasingly along her trembling thighs while she bid each committee member goodbye as the meeting adjourned and its attendees left.
Once the last had gone from the room, she hastily used her wand to close and lock the door before she pushed her chair back to stare at her husband.
"Tom……." She panted, her cheeks blossoming red in front of him, nearly giddy with the pent up frustration of silencing her own bliss for far too long.
"I hope you've learned your lesson, Harriet Riddle," Tom chuckled as he licked the last of her off of his lips, "This is what happens when you disobey me."
Harriet reached out.
Tom reached back without hesitation.
After he rose to his feet, she moaned as his tapered hands slipped under her bottom and effortlessly lifted her from her chair.
Harriet grasped Tom's face and pulled him in for a deep kiss while he turned to sit her on the desk.
As he slipped between her thighs once more and prepared to join with his wife in the most intimate way, Harriet's heart pounded in her chest.
Tom knew her too well.
Despite her kind nature, she harboured a deep need for thrill-seeking, adventure, and excitement.
She laughed as he took her into his arms.
Harriet had enjoyed Tom's sinister trick far too much.