Year of the Cat

by red-jacobson

A Response to "His Most Loyal Pet" challenge, Harry/Bellatrix/Multi. During Prisoner of Azkaban, Bella also uses her animagus form to escape at the same time as Sirius. This has an incredible impact on Harry Potter's life. Grey Harry/Dark Bella/Dark Narcissa. Also, what the heck is going on with Hermione?

3. Chapter 3 Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

STORY TITLE: Year of the Cat

PART: 03 of ? Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson ( )
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DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers.
SUMMARY: A different take on the Prisoner of Azkaban, as Cat animagus Bellatrix Lestrange escapes at the same time as Sirius, with a very different goal in mind!

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Bellatrix/Narcissa/Multi
RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT: 7,616
SPOILERS: None, if you don't know how the Harry Potter story goes by now, why are you reading this story?
WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.

AUTHORS NOTES: I've adjusted the dates of different events during the summer, both because the exact date Sirius escaped hasn't been provided, and also to give Harry more time in the Alley.

NOTE ON CHARACTER AGES: In this AU, Hogwarts starts at 14, so Harry is just over a month shy of his 16th Birthday when the story starts.

CASTING NOTE: Mary and Elizabeth Perkins are portrayed by Porn Actress Bree Olson

beta'd BY Grammarly

August 21st, 1993

The Leaky Cauldron

Late Morning

Harry stared in surprise at the headline of the Daily Prophet. He was having a hard time accepting that Draco and Lucius were dead, although Tom was laughing uproariously in the back of his mind. Tom had never had any particular use for Lucius, although his money was certainly appreciated. Narcissa was wasted on the pillow biter, just like Bella had been with the Lestrange brothers, and the sisters were better off without either of them.

Harry was unaware of Tom's thoughts, concentrating on a letter he was writing to the bereaved widow. He was honestly sympathetic over the loss of her family, especially since she had lost her sister so recently. Granted, he still wanted to get the woman naked and screaming his name as soon as possible, but that could wait.

Finishing the letter, with suggestions from Tom on the wording, although he was curious why Tom had insisted he use a couple of specific phrases, he looked up and wasn't surprised to see Hedwig flying down from her perch in his room. Tying the letter to her leg Harry watched as the snowy owl took off toward Wiltshire.

Turning back to his breakfast, he frowned that it had gotten cold while he wrote the letter and cast a quick silent warming charm on it. Satisfied, he started eating again and soon pushed the empty plate aside. Wiping his face, his eyes looked up as the front door opened into the tavern. He smiled slightly when he recognized Cho Chang standing there looking around. At first glance, she seemed perfectly calm and composed, but Harry noticed the slight tension in her expression and the way she was holding herself.

The tension seemed to ease when she noticed him, which was interesting, he thought, returning the smile she turned his way. He raised his hand, waving her over, and she nodded, moving his way. She accepted the seat he offered but shook her head when he offered her some tea.

"No, thank you, Harry. I'm heading into the Alley to pick up my books for the year and have to be fairly quick. My mum needs me to help out in the shop this afternoon."

Harry nodded, he had noticed Chang's Apothecary a few days after arriving at the alley and done a bit of shopping there for potions ingredients. He had spent a lot of time over the summer, once he had the proper books, in going over the potions that he had been taught in his first two years. Snape wasn't going to be able to complain about his efforts this year! At least he wouldn't for as long as Harry decided to let him live, there was no guarantee that it would be the entire year, after all.

He grinned, "I'm sure she's going to need the help, with the hordes of last-minute school shoppers. I'm glad I picked up everything I needed for the year already. I'm really looking forward to starting Runes this year, are you taking it?"

Cho's eyes lit up with excitement and she nodded, "It's amazing, I'm sure you'll love the class!" She paused and then a smirk made an appearance, "And I'm sure you'll love Professor Babbling, she's only a few years older than you are and very attractive. I hear that's something you're interested in after all."

Harry raised an eyebrow as he caught her eyes, checking for any negative thoughts or emotions, and found nothing but amusement and curiosity. Withdrawing his Legilimency probe before she noticed, he nodded calmly, "I won't lie to you, I have enjoyed spending times with older girls a great deal ever since I turned 16, but age isn't really that big an issue to me. All that matters is if they are over 16, willing and adventurous. The fact that my partners have been several years older than me is just a coincidence."

She looked a little surprised at how matter of fact he was but didn't say anything. He continued, "I think you were just fishing to see if I was interested, Cho, and I am, but I wasn't sure you are adventurous enough for me. Are you?"

Cho stared at him for a long moment and he could feel her uncertainty. Harry waited silently, letting her make the next move if she thought it was her own idea she would be far more accepting of anything he wanted to do. Tom had taught him that over the last several weeks.

Finally, she cleared her throat and looked slightly down, "I think I'm fairly adventurous, but I haven't really done anything before, so I'm a little nervous about what you might want me to do."

He smiled widely in approval as he reached out and took Cho's hand. "That was the answer I was looking for, Cho. I won't ask you to do anything that really makes you uncomfortable, but I wanted to be sure you would be open to learning about yourself and what you like. We don't have time to really explore your desires right now, because we don't want your mum to be unhappy, so why don't you tell your mother that you've been invited to dinner after you finish work? If she wants, I'll be happy to meet you at the shop so she can see who you will be spending time with."

Harry could see the relief in her eyes, both at his acceptance of her answer, and the way he offered to meet with her mum. He also heard a murmur of approval from Tom in the back of his mind, since it was clear that the Chinese beauty was a virgin and would require a delicate touch.

"Thank you, Harry. My mum isn't all that strict, she remembers what it's like being 16 and 17 years old herself, or so she always tells me, but she does want to know who I'm with, to make sure I won't be forced into anything."

Harry gave her a grin, "Smart woman. Why don't I just plan on meeting you at closing time, and we can go on from there?"

"That would be great, I'll let mum know what's going on, and if you can get there a little before six o'clock the two of you can talk while I close up."

With the plans for the evening set, Cho left to run her errands in the Alley, a slight spring in her step. He still wasn't completely certain what had her so nervous when she arrived, but there would be time to find that out later tonight.

Malfoy Manor

Wiltshire, England

Early Afternoon

Narcissa looked up, a very slight expression of curiosity on her face as the snowy owl came through the window and held out it's leg to her. Keeping her mask firmly in place, she didn't want the elves to gossip where it might be overheard by another family's elves, after all, she removed the letter and gestured the owl to the water bowl. Opening the envelope, a ghost of a smile crossed her face as she read the signature. Turning to the owl, she asked it to wait and take a reply back. The owl gave an obliging bark before returning to the water. Scanning the letter, she had to admit he was following the etiquette the situation required perfectly, although her eyes widened when she came to a particular line, 'Death is only a temporary separation, soon enough your devotion will be rewarded.'

It took all of her willpower not to leap to her feet and head to the Leaky Cauldron, those words told her that more than just her Master's power resided in the body of the Boy Who Lived, but the very essence of her Master was part of the young man, and he was letting her know! There were only two people who would understand the significance of what was written, herself and Bellatrix, because the two of them had been with him when Master started musing on the temporary nature of death, and how he had taken steps to return if one of their enemies should be blessed by luck.

She held back a frown of distaste because it was only a few weeks later that her Master had undergone a drastic change, sacrificing his desire for her and Bella in a ritual to increase his power. Narcissa had really hated the change, especially since it meant that she was unable to continue delaying her marriage to Lucius, and Bella to Rodolphus.

But that was in the past, her Master was back to his dominating self, and judging by the gossip that girls from Madame Malkin's had shared, the young man was an exceptional lover already. Narcissa had been mildly amused at the fact that neither of the girls had realized Master was training them while they were shagging. She could tell that both girls were already more submissive than they had been, and would soon be at the point where they would eagerly accept the slave bond Master would offer them.

She briefly considered sticking with her original plan of having the Parkinson women available as toys for Master when he wanted a change but realized she really didn't want to spend any more time with either of them that she didn't have to. She was sure that Master would have no problem getting Pansy naked on her knees if he so desired. Instead, she wrote a quick note to Anastasia Greengrass asking for her and Daphne to come to the Manor for dinner that night, and prepare to stay over to help her prepare for the funerals. Of course, the ceremony wouldn't be until dusk, so they would have plenty of time to recover from Master's attention!

Giving the note to one of her elves, she wrote a reply to Mister Potter, reminding herself not to address the letter to her Master, it wouldn't be appropriate, not yet anyway. The letter was brief, merely inviting him to arrive at 10 am the next morning for the funerals. Buried in the letter was her response to her Master, thanking him for the words of comfort about her devotion being rewarded. He would understand even if Harry didn't.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Potions Master's Quarters

August 21st, 1993

Early Afternoon

Severus Snape was concerned, although it was well concealed from the rest of the staff. He had been as surprised as everyone else that morning when he saw the notice of Lucius and Draco's death, but something had not seemed right about the entire situation. In the first place, while Draco was a decent brewer, Lucius has actually been banned from potions before taking his OWLs by Slughorn. The elder Malfoy was absolutely deadly in the Potions dungeon, so there was no way that he would be supervising Draco while brewing.

That led him to the most likely conclusion, as uncomfortable as it made him, that somebody had deliberately killed the Malfoy males and made it look like an accident. He immediately considered Narcissa, she was certainly skilled and ruthless enough to do it, if their deaths would serve her purpose, but he couldn't see what it would gain her.

Bellatrix might have been responsible, she had never liked Lucius and after killing her own husband and brother in law it wasn't that hard to believe she would do the same to Narcissa's family. It might be interesting to watch for anything to happen to Ted Tonks in some twisted attempt to bring back her sister.

It could also be Black's doing, he remembered that the bastard had been fairly decent at the subject, and he could have wanted to punish Lucius for avoiding Azkaban after the Dark Lord fell. Draco would have been just an unfortunate casualty for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

And then there was Potter! He had honestly been surprised at receiving an apology from the brat, and the explanation was actually reasonable, especially when he spoke to Minerva about the new student letters and found out what list the boy had received. And he had to admit the thought of being able to render the Basilisk into ingredients was extremely attractive. But it was out of character for Potter to write a letter in the first place, let alone one offering such a gift, and he hadn't survived as a spy in the Dark Lord's ranks for as long as he did without paying attention to others. He didn't think that Potter was capable of harming him, but it wouldn't do any harm to keep his guard up.

Of course, the Headmaster was practically chortling with glee over the olive branch that Potter had offered, and Severus had to physically force down the desire to choke the old man with his beard more than once. How the man had lived to reach his age without the slightest ability to discern people's true motives he didn't know. Granted, he had been suspicious over Riddle, but he really should have done something about the little shite before he truly became dangerous!

As if thinking about the Dark Lord had caused him to become aware, his Dark Mark twinged suddenly, making Snape grip his arm in shock. Pulling up his sleeve, he gave a slight sigh that there was no visible change, but why was it reacting now? It didn't react when Quirrell was possessed and sitting right next to him! Did it mean that he was growing stronger?

This was going to be a wonderful year, he could tell already, and now the Headmaster in his infinite wisdom has hired that mangy werewolf to teach DADA? And having the gall to expect him to make the wolf his monthly potion? The only consolation is that the wolf would probably fall victim to the curse before the year was out. Otherwise, he might find it hard to resist killing the lousy beast. Nobody would really care if he killed a werewolf, after all. The wolfsbane potion was hellishly difficult to make properly, after all, it wouldn't be difficult to adjust it ever so slightly so that it looked like the man's system couldn't take the strain of the monthly changes.

With a slight sneer, he sat back in his chair, thinking about just what changes he would need to make in the potion to achieve the results he wanted.

Nantes, France

Chateau Delacour

Approximately the same time

Hermione cried out happily as Fleur's talented tongue brought her to yet another orgasm! She had long since lost track of the number of times she'd peaked at the tongues and fingers of Fleur and her sister, but it really didn't matter. Of course, she wasn't a pillow princess, she'd made sure that the girls enjoyed themselves just as much. Fortunately, with Apolline 'entertaining' her mum and dad in her own bedchambers, they weren't going to be disturbed. Which was a good thing because she doubted that Madame Delacour would be amused at the state her youngest daughter was in at the moment.

Granted, she and Fleur both found it amusing to watch Gabrielle squirm in her bonds, leaning against the wall with her hands tied above her head and Fleur's knickers stuffed in the girl's mouth. The vibrating wand floating just above the girl's pussy was her idea, teasing her unmercifully but not letting her cum. Gabrielle really shouldn't have tried to be a brat and take what she wasn't offered, she knew the rules! Hermione had made them clear that first night when they went dancing, and Fleur was eager to be a good little girl, and she got the rewards she deserved, many times.

She looked up at the corner of the room where the camera was clicking busily, capturing all the fun. The girls had thought the idea of being photographed having sex extremely kinky, and both had tried to outdo the other in coming up with different things to do. Her personal favorite was when she used her toys to introduce both girls to 'Lucky Pierre', having the two of them switch off being the girl in the center of the buggering. Naturally, she was the girl at the end, neither of them had earned the right to have her arse! She was saving that for one particular girl when she was worthy of the gift.

Unfortunately, Astoria was far too young at the moment, but Hermione could wait. She knew what the younger Greengrass girl was capable of, they had crossed wands many times over the years, and, once she was free of the odious ferret, Hermione found her far more willing to settle their differences sans clothing.

She was determined to prevent her partner from falling into the clutches of Draco this time, nobody, but nobody deserved to have to take that cretin to bed! Of course, that was only part of the plan, but most of the rest of it was intended to help Harry, just like she always did.

Her plans were wiped away as yet another orgasm hit her, and she jerked up off the bed in shock before falling back, babbling incoherently. Eventually, she came back to herself, and she reached for Fleur with shaking hands, "No more, no more, Fleur, I need a break!"

Fleur nodded, sliding back on the bed until her feet touched the ground and she was able to stand. "Turn around, Fleur, I'll free your hands," Hermione said, forcing herself into a sitting position. The older girl obediently turned around, the tail on the butt plug wagging eagerly which made Hermione smile. Tugging on the tail, Fleur whimpered as the plug stretched her on the way out. Setting the toy on the bed, Hermione moved to free her lover.

Unhooking the clip that held Fleur's wrists together, she removed the leather cuffs and waited while the girl rubbed feeling back into her wrists again. Concentrating, she stood up and waited for her legs to stop shaking before she pulled Fleur into her arms and kissed her passionately.

Fleur melted against her, opening her mouth to accept Hermione's tongue and moaning as she felt the thigh moving between her legs and pressing against her pussy. She was so aroused that it only took a little stimulation for the long-delayed climax to burst inside her core and she broke the kiss, screaming out her release to the entire house!

Hermione held her lover in her arms and smirked over at Gabrielle who was staring at them with wide eyes, her skin flushed with sweat and practically whining with need. "If you had behaved yourself, you little brat, you could be enjoying a climax like your sister. But, you had to be bad, so you get to suffer a while longer. Fleur and I are going to take a bath and cuddle for a while, and maybe I'll let Fleur spank you until you cum when we are done."

Holding Fleur in her arms, she guided the other girl into the en-suite, where Fleur's elf had already prepared the bath. Hermione helped her into the water, where Fleur gave a pleased sigh as the steaming water soothed her. Hermione sat down next to her, putting her arm around the Veela, one hand stroking the girls' sweat-soaked hair as she whispered endearments in her ear. Fleur smiled and cuddled up against her, dozing lightly.

Hermione smiled fondly at the girl in her arms. She really hadn't planned to get this attached to Fleur and her sister, it was only supposed to be a bit of fun, and then a reunion when they held the Tri-Wizard Tournament. But it wasn't working out that way, and the bad (or was it good?) part was Fleur and Gabrielle were both talking about transferring to Hogwarts for next year! She hadn't even tried to dissuade them, hopefully by next year it would all be over and she could use their help in dragging the Wizarding World into the 20th Century.

She relaxed into the water, closing her eyes as she thought. She wondered how Harry had liked the pictures she had sent him and was looking forward to seeing his reaction to some of the tamer pictures that the three of them had taken over the last few days. She was really looking forward to seeing Harry again, from what Lavender had said in her letters, he had really come into his own over the last several weeks that he was in the Alley. Hermione frowned slightly, in her time he had only arrived in the Alley around the middle of August, not early July. She wondered what had caused the change, or if there were other changes she needed to watch out for. Luna had been fairly certain she would end up in an identical timeline, but couldn't say it was 100 percent guaranteed.

Oh well, she was here now, and already much happier than she had been the first time around when she was trying to deny that she was interested in girls and not boys. It had taken that disastrous relationship with Ron to make her open her eyes. She wasn't going to go through that again! She just hoped that Ron would still be speaking to her after she exposed Scabbers for who he really was. She wasn't going to let Snape interfere this time around, that was certain!

Actually, if everything went according to plan, the potions master wouldn't be in any position to interfere with anything at all by Christmas time. Hermione might not be as willing to kill as Harry had been, but she wouldn't have a problem removing that greasy bastard from the board with extreme prejudice.

She shoved the impending death away and concentrated on more pleasant subjects, like her upcoming seduction of her roommates. Lavender and Parvati were already lovers, and she was looking forward to having the two of them kneeling between her legs and putting their tongues to much better use than to spread gossip. And the best part was, neither of them would have any objection if they found themselves in Ron or Harry, or even Neville's bed naked. All three of her friends would be much happier if they were getting shagged on a regular basis, and Harry especially could use the relaxation!

It was unfortunate that Luna was still too young, she had enjoyed her time with Harry the last time, and Harry had been happy with her, at least he was until Draco had killed him! That was something else that was going to change, Draco was going to hang himself in shame for being homosexual before Halloween this year. If she planned it properly she should get Crabbe and Goyle expelled at the same time.

She relaxed for a while longer until she felt Fleur stir against her and Hermione ran her fingers along the girls' breasts, waking her fully. Leaning in for a quick kiss, she grinned and said, "I think your sister has been punished enough, don't you? Let's go see if she's learned her lesson."

Fleur smiled widely and rose from the water, grabbing towels so she could dry them both.

The Leaky Cauldron

Early Evening

Bella waited until she heard Harry's footsteps going down the stairs before she sat up on the window ledge where she had been enjoying the afternoon sun. Turning to the window she watched as he exited into the Alley and was soon out of sight, heading for his 'date' with the Chang girl. Leaping down from the window she shifted back into her human form and pulled her wand, casting silencing spells on all the walls as well as the floor and ceiling. Once she was satisfied that no one would hear her, she gave in to the desire to laugh that she'd been holding back since Harry had brought the newspaper into the room earlier.

She would love to find out how her sister had managed to murder her husband and son without drawing suspicion on herself, it was extremely well done. But then, Narcissa was far deadlier than most suspected, as Garion Flint could attest to, well, if he hadn't thrown himself off the Astronomy Tower when he was a Sixth Year. He made the mistake of thinking that a little first year would be easy to coerce into letting him take his pleasure from her. It was the last mistake he would ever make. And nobody ever suspected the self-possessed little fourteen-year-old girl of causing it. Bella only knew about it because she had been watching out for her sister and had been ready to intervene if needed. It wasn't.

Thinking about the look of terror on Flint's face made her start laughing again, loud enough to draw a reproachful glare from Hedwig. She gave the owl an apologetic glance and conjured up some bacon. Hedwig accepted her apology and Bella gave a slight sigh of relief. Her Master's familiar was even more intelligent than most owls and could have caused her a lot of problems if she thought her Harry was in danger. Fortunately, Bella had no intention of harming her future Master. Corrupting him, sure, that should go without saying, but he was all that was left of her original Master and Bella would never harm him!

Besides, it was far more entertaining watching him grow into a master cocksman against the day that she would complete his education. Although, with his experience so far, and the lessons that Master was teaching in his dreams there may not be all that much left to teach Harry. She felt a minor twinge of jealousy that Narcissa would be the first of the sisters to give herself to him, but the time would come when she could reveal herself and she would enjoy her sister's tongue before Master would open her fully for the first time in far too many years.

Checking the time, she saw that she had at least an hour before Master brought the girl back to the room. Heading into the bathroom, she took a long hot bath and used the shaving spell to remove the stubble that had grown between her legs. Taking a look in the mirror, she smiled seeing that the gauntness had almost completed disappeared, and her dark locks were starting to be noticeable again, soon she would have them back again and would look like she did when Master had enjoyed her so much.

Finishing up she quickly cleaned the room so that Master wouldn't suspect anything and walked back into the bedroom. Removing the silencing charms she shifted back into Midnight and curled up on the bed to nap while waiting for the night's entertainment.

It wasn't that long a wait before the there were steps coming up the stairs and the door was opened. Harry led the Chinese girl into the room and closed the door behind them. Bella was amused to see that he remembered the silencing charm again. Apparently, it only took one time for him to learn the lesson. Bella saw him glance at her, and she climbed off the bed to take a perch on the wardrobe against the wall. If she heard Harry's amused mutter about a voyeuristic cat, she had the dignity not to react.

Bella was interested to see how he would do this time because unlike the other girls, it was clear that Chang was a virgin and rather nervous about being there. She was actually impressed by how patient Harry was being, letting her get used to his touch and reading her body to see when she was ready for more. He wasn't displaying the obvious signs of dominance that he did with the twins and her niece, but Bella could see that he was guiding her into accepting his control.

She didn't know if he would be able to get the girl over all of her nerves tonight, but by the time she started unbuttoning her blouse and exposing the powder blue bra under it, Bella could smell the girl's arousal.

Harry took his time, lightly stroking her over the bra until she was pressing against his hand, and then she reached behind her to unhook the latch. She was a bit smaller than the other girls who'd been in the room and much smaller than she or Narcissa, but Bella did have to admit they fit her frame nicely.

Bella was pleased with how honestly complimentary he was being, letting the girl know that he appreciated what she was giving him. If Bella hadn't watched Harry having one of the twins suck his cock out of her sister's arse and cumming on both girl's faces she would never suspect his true nature. It was interesting that he had managed to get the girl to start undressing while he was still fully clothed and she didn't even seem to notice it. It was one of the first things that she and Narcissa had learned when Master first started training them, and it gave Bella a warm feeling to see that he had learned that lesson well.

Now the girl's shoes were coming off, and she was unzipping her skirt, letting it fall to the floor while he watched her. Bella was paying close attention now because if the girl was going to get cold feet now would be the time. She did seem to tense up slightly, but he kept her talking, soothing her, and soon she was smiling and moving in for a kiss. His kiss was a bit more demanding this time, and the girl was panting with excitement when they broke apart.

Harry was speaking to her again, almost whispering in the girl's ear, so soft that even with her cat ears she couldn't make out what he was saying, but it must have surprised the girl, her eyes went wide and she stiffened. Bella wondered if he had gone too far, but then he continued coaxing her, and she relaxed slightly before shifting so she was leaning against the headboard.

Curious, Bella watched to see what was going to happen, because he was still sitting in the same place, watching her. The girl spread her legs, and Bella could see the wetness on her knickers (also powder blue, she must have expected that Harry would be seeing them tonight). She lifted her hands to her lips and she started licking her fingers before one of them started playing with her breasts and the other drifted down to her pussy.

The girl was hesitant at first but then started rubbing herself through her knickers. It was obvious that she was enjoying the feelings because her breath started getting shorter and Bella watched as her yellow skin flushed, her nipples tightening on her breasts. Bella briefly pictured what the girl would look like with her nipples pierced, and imagined running her tongue along the metal rings, but that was for later.

As she got more excited, Bella could hear Harry coaxing her into sliding her fingers under her knickers and there was much less hesitation this time. Her fingers were moving inside her pussy almost before the words reached her ears, and Bella watched as the girl's body stiffened and her eyes closed when the orgasm hit her. The girl seemed almost shocked at what had happened, she couldn't be that naive, could she?

Harry was still watching her, a pleased smile on his face as she seemed to become aware of herself again, although the girl did seem to be a bit dazed. She blinked at him in confusion when he told her to lick her fingers, but when he repeated himself, she absently lifted her hand to her mouth and started licking her pussy juices from her fingers, taking them into her mouth and sucking them clean.

If Bella had been in human form she would have laughed at the stunned look on the girl's face when Harry asked her if she enjoyed the taste. She gave an embarrassed nod, but then her jaw dropped when he told her she would get to enjoy other tastes if she stayed with him. Bella half expected her to jerk up and slap Harry for that, before storming out of the room, but she didn't. All the girl did was stare at him for a second and then lower her eyes, saying that she would if he wanted her to.

It was at that point that Bella knew he owned the girl! She would be wearing Master's collar by the end of the year and happily kneeling beside Bella and her sister as they loved the lash! It was almost an anticlimax when Harry had the girl kneeling between his legs and using her mouth on him, but Bella did enjoy the look on the girl's face as she swallowed his cum for the first time, and some of it dribbled out of her mouth and onto her chin.

The girl really didn't seem to know what to do when Harry pulled out of her mouth, but she followed his instructions and used her fingers to gather up the rest of the seed and swallow it. She looked stunned when he helped her to her feet and told her to go into the bathroom and brush her teeth, but she did as he told her.

The girl had just finished in the bathroom when an alarm chime sounded and Harry swore lightly. Apparently, the girl had a set curfew and they needed to leave to get her back in time. Harry helped the girl get dressed and cleaned up, so it wasn't obvious what they had been doing, and he put his arm around her as they walked out the door.

Later

Harry couldn't help the grin on his face as he walked back into the room. Sure, he would have loved to have taken Cho's knickers off and buried his cock in her pussy and arse, but this would work out much better. He had followed Tom's advice to the letter, and Cho was automatically looking to him as an authority figure in her life, making it natural that she would submit to him. Harry wasn't sure if Cho was naturally submissive, or if it was just part of the girl's culture, but he really didn't care. He was certain that the girl would be naked in his bed within a matter of days, eager to learn how to enjoy her body and his.

Hopefully, there would be time before they got on the express to have Mary or Elizabeth or preferably both with them in the bed, so Cho would learn how to pleasure his other girls. Harry had barely even needed to use his Legilimency to read that Cho was excited about being with another girl, and the twins were always up for a good time. He was still thinking about the next steps in Cho's training as he took a shower and changed into his pajamas, setting an alarm so he would be on time at Malfoy Manor the next morning.

He had been curious at first that the letter requested he arrive at 10am since he was well aware from the reading he'd done, that funerals were traditionally done at dusk. But then Tom spoke up and suggested the reason, and Harry was really hoping he was right!

Harry fell asleep dreaming of one of the nights that Tom had enjoyed Narcissa and smiled in his sleep.

Malfoy Manor

Wiltshire

Earlier that Evening

Dinner was completed, the elves had cleared the table, and now the three women were relaxing with a glass of wine in the music room. They had chatted of socially required trivialities for an appropriate amount of time when Anastasia took a sip from her glass and said, "Now then, Narcissa, perhaps you can enlighten us as to the reason we were invited. You know quite well that I heartily despised Lucius, and Daphne was the leader in her year in opposing Draco. Neither of us shed a tear when we heard the news."

Narcissa gave a slight smile, "Yes, I suppose we've satisfied the requirements. Before I answer your questions, I must ask you to give me your oath not to reveal what I'm about to tell you to anyone in any manner. You'll understand when you give me the oath."

The two Greengrass women glanced at each other briefly, before giving a nod. Narcissa wasn't surprised, the two of them were far closer to being Ravenclaw in their outlook, always interested in learning something new, although they did have more than the average amount of cunning and ambition, so this would satisfy all three desires.

Once the wording of the oath was agreed on, and the two women swore, Narcissa's smile turned natural and she said, "Anastasia, I'm sure you remember what our Master was like, before the final rituals he performed. You were in his bed nearly as often as Bellatrix and I after all."

The woman nodded, "Of course I remember, what woman would forget the greatest pleasure she ever experienced? But why bring it up now?"

Narcissa noticed that Daphne didn't seem even slightly surprised to learn that her mother had shared a bed with their Master, which was good, she wasn't likely to balk at her role in the morning.

Taking another sip from her wine, Narcissa said, "The reason I bring it up, is because of an encounter I had in Diagon Alley several weeks ago, not long after Bellatrix was reported to have died in an escape. I was walking down the street when I was approached by a young man..."

Narcissa continued talking for almost half an hour, not leaving out any of the details of either encounter, including the conversations with the shop girls, before finishing up with the letter she had received that morning. Naturally, she didn't admit any involvement in the 'potions accident' but that wasn't necessary, both women were more than intelligent enough to understand.

Anastasia smiled slightly when Narcissa finished speaking, "So, you are planning to offer yourself to the Boy Who Lived and want us to join you? I will admit that the idea is tempting, especially considering Cyrus's deficiencies, but what if more of our Master is controlling the boy than you expect? I won't deny that I loved his masterful touch as a lover, and he was a true leader to follow in the beginning, but the madness near the end is not something I'd care to experience again."

She smiled, "That is something I considered as well, and I can tell you that Harry doesn't show any sign of the madness that overcame our Master those last months." The smile slipped into a lecherous grin, "In fact, the major driving force that I could find in the young man, besides a burning curiosity, was a healthy amount of sexual desire. And even though he behaved impeccably in public, his desire for me was obvious, as was the sheer amount of power he has available!"

Daphne spoke up for the first time, leaning forward in her seat, "So the rumors about a connection between the core and a wizard's libido are true? I always thought it was something spread about so a guy could have more witches in his bed."

Her mother chuckled, "Oh, there are some barely adequate wizards who attempt to get more women, but it is a fact that a rare wizard with a great deal of power has a sex drive that can be more than one or two women can satisfy. Our Master was such a wizard, and, from what Narcissa has been saying, so is young Mister Potter. Although I wonder if he has the experience to truly satisfy an experienced woman?"

Daphne actually laughed, "From what I picked up from the twins in Madame Malkin's the last time we were shopping, I don't think he's going to have any problems at all. I didn't know who they were talking about because they didn't mention any names, but both girls swore that he wore them out, taking both of them multiple times in every way possible before they had to beg for a break. And neither of those girls were blushing virgins, I can assure you!"

She grew thoughtful, "Even if he isn't as amazing as the girls claim, even if it's only sex, it still wouldn't be a bad idea for me to find my way into his bed. His reputation alone would make him a useful connection for us, especially if it becomes necessary for father to have a broom accident at some point."

Anastasia nodded, "True, it would be good to be aligned with a 'Hero of the Light' since Cyrus hadn't exactly been discreet in his beliefs and activities earlier. Very well, Narcissa, what's your plan?"

Narcissa leaned forward, "First of all, I would caution you, Daphne, about looking at this as just sex, your mother and I have experienced his power and dominance and both of us are far more experienced than you are. We both ended up happily submitting to him, enjoying things that would have many witches screaming in horror and running away.

"Are you prepared to experience sensations beyond your deepest imagination? To be bound to a wooden table and have your Master lashing your cunt, your belly, and your tits while all of Master's other women, including your mother and, when she is old enough, your sister, use your mouth for their pleasure? To hold yourself open as he buggers you while everyone watches? To use your tongue to clean up Master's cum as it leaks out of your mother's arse and pussy? Both your mother and I have experienced that and more, and came to love it very quickly! Don't be so glib to claim it's only sex, you don't know what you are talking about yet!"

Narcissa watched as Daphne stared at her and her mother in shock. And when Anastasia nodded, a soft smile on her face, the girl fell back in her chair, stunned.

Taking pity on the girl, Narcissa said, "Now do you understand? This is not something to take lightly, it's not a casual dalliance that you can enter into on a whim. You will experience passion and ecstasy that most women couldn't even dream of, but it also means following wherever he leads, without hesitation. Your mother and I, and a few others have belonged to him since we were seventeen years old, and would willingly have followed him into the Abyss itself!"

Anastasia reached over and took Daphne's hand, "It's a lot to try and understand I know, but none of us ever regretted giving ourselves to him, and, if our Master does still have the desire to conquer, being surrounded by true Slytherins, not the Gryffindor's hiding in Green and Silver we will be able to help him refine those plans. To move in the shadows until the time is right, and avoid the open warfare that came close to destroying us all."

Narcissa smiled gently at the girl, "I really haven't gotten the impression that he is focused on conquest now unless you consider the number of girls he can bring into his bed as a form of conquest. But I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't at least explore the political route to power since he has advantages now that he didn't have originally. The Potter name has been established and respected for centuries and he will have a seat on the Wizengamot when he reaches his majority. But that's enough serious conversation for one evening, let us adjourn to my chambers where we can relax and I can explain what I expect to happen tomorrow."

The other two finished their wine and left the glasses on the table, heading up the stairs to Narcissa's bedroom.

End Chapter Three

Don't ask me where the hell Hermione's curveball came from, it just fell out of my fingers as I was typing. It's going to be a lot of fun to see where it goes from here!