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Chapter 35

Alannah Greengrass pressed her face into the pillow and whimpered as her new lover, Harry Potter, pulled out of her wet pussy and pressed the head of his cock against her asshole. After a bit of pressure, the hole opened up, and Harry slipped in. She was thankful that her pussy was so wet and had lubricated his cock well or it might have been a bit uncomfortable. Even so, there was a little pain as her very tight hole was stretched. There was also a hint of the naughty pleasure to come.

Inch after inch of him slowly penetrated her ass, and Alannah squeaked into the pillow. Anal certainly wasn't her favorite thing in the world, but there was nothing to be done about it. Harry had given her the gold to buy Astoria's freedom, and she had signed the blood contract. She and her daughters were his to do with as he pleased until the money was paid back in full, and he wasted no time in collecting his interest.

Harry looked down at Alannah's naked back, pleased with the shape of her body. Her long, dark hair was spread out across her back like a curtain, and her thin waist flared into a pair of wide hips. Her ass was very shapely, and he couldn't spot a flaw on her gorgeous body. It was a similar situation with the other older, pureblood women that he had bedded. They all seemed to put great effort into keeping their bodies fit and young-looking. 'They know that their beauty is their greatest asset,' Harry told himself as he bottomed out. His hips were pressed right up against Alannah's ass, and her pussy was giving his bloated sack a wet kiss. He gave the woman a moment to get used to his size. Harry lovingly caressed the soft skin of her lower back. He could hear her breathing heavily as he got ready to move.

She opened her mouth, and her gasp was muffled by the pillow when Harry began easing himself backward. Every bump and ridge could be felt as he slowly pulled out. Hearing him use the Lubrication Spell and feeling an oily substance touch the ring of her asshole, Alannah let out a deep breath knowing that he didn't want to harm her. When he pushed back in, his shaft easily glided across the walls of her insides. A sharp spike of naughty pleasure raced up her spine and made her shudder. That pleasure didn't taper off either, it only grew as he fucked her harder and faster. Soon after, her cheeks were clapping against his skin as he held her hips tightly and plowed into her from behind. She tried to keep herself as loose as possible, but instead, Alannah squealed loudly as her asshole puckered and tightened around him. Harry moaned loudly from her body's betrayal.

"I'm not sure who I love fucking more … you or Daphne," Harry moaned as his hands slid up her sides and tickled her ribs. Alannah's asshole refused to let go of his cock. The grip she had on him was practically choking his shaft. Hearing his words, her face grew hot with embarrassment. She should have been mortified with the prospect of selling themselves to another, but there was nothing to be done about it. Securing Astoria's future was the most important thing for them. 'Besides,' she told herself. 'Receiving years' worth of orgasms from a handsome, young man certainly isn't the worst outcome imaginable.'

As if to prove her point, her pussy began squirting all over her bed as a powerful analgasm tore through her body. Harry then pulled out of her ass and easily slid his cock into her cumming pussy. This made her cum even harder. Her hands were pawing at the bed so hard that she was sure that she would break a nail. Her silky, wet walls were fluttering out of control, massaging his pistoning cock.

"How are you still so tight after having two children?" Harry groaned out in wonder. "You're almost as tight as your daughter," he stated, making sure that she knew that he had deflowered her eldest.

On one hand, she was very happy that he was pleased with her level of tightness. She had used special potions to help regain her youthful body. They were very expensive, and she was glad to see that they had worked … at least partially. On the other hand, her competitive nature kicked in, and Alannah wasn't pleased that he had another lover who could bring him even more pleasure than her … regardless if it was Daphne. To prove that she was the better lover, Alannah began throwing her ass back and driving his cock deep into her. She gathered all of her willpower and squeezed her pussy as tightly as she could, which was hard to do while she was experiencing an explosive orgasm. She heard Harry moan loudly, which brought a smile to her face. Daphne may have had a more youthful body, but Alannah had the experience.

"Does that feel good, Harry?" Alannah asked, wanting to hear it from his own lips. Meanwhile, he slid his hand underneath her and began rubbing her swollen clit. Alannah's eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she moaned louder than she ever had while her pussy creamed his cock.

"It feels incredible!" Harry exuberantly praised her efforts. He then pulled out of her cumming pussy and pressed the head against her crinkled hole. With little effort, he pushed back in and began pounding her ass harder than before. He heard a loud gasp escape her lips, and she turned her head and looked at him with pleading eyes. Her mouth was open, and her pink tongue was lolling out as she panted like a bitch in heat. The smell of her wet pussy surrounded him, and all he could hear was her panting and the perverse squelching of her lubed-up asshole getting plundered. Alannah then turned her head and hid her face in the pillow right before she screamed. Her asshole clamped down hard, which set Harry off. He grabbed her hips and pulled her ass against him, driving himself deep into her bowels. Harry groaned in pleasure as cum erupted from the tip and filled her ass with his creamy surprise. Alannah whimpered pathetically as he continued to thrust, pumping her ass full of his cum. Once his balls were empty, he pulled out and watched as her asshole quickly closed, leaving only a line of white cum dripping from her ass, down to her contracting pussy. A large smile spread across his face. The Greengrass women were his, and soon, they would be his loyal followers. He gave Alannah's thick ass a hard slap, and he relished hearing her pleasured squeal.

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Harry stepped out of his fancy and very expensive trunk and closed the lid. He looked down at it with a smile. It was worth the price. He ran his hand along the top of the lid, feeling the rough scales of the Hungarian Horntail hide. He had left one of his Vanishing Cabinets at the Greengrass home. His decision to leave it there wasn't just about having easy access to Alannah's body. It was much more convenient to have an exit somewhere in England. He already had two in France … one with Apolline and the other at Beauxbatons. The other was still in the Room of Hidden Things. Harry had fixed it and got it in working order. It wasn't that hard for someone with his level of knowledge. He still had two more to place, so he would have to be a bit choosey. Even so, he could still move the ones that were already placed if he found somewhere better to put them.

Harry had decided to deal with Draco sooner rather than later. Shelling out a hundred thousand galleons to him had left a bitter taste in his mouth, but his options were limited. He could either kill Draco, but that would bring a lot of heat on the school, and Harry didn't want the Ministry snooping around. Beyond that, the transaction could only be handled by Gringotts to avoid getting scammed. That meant that Alannah had to transfer the money from her account to Draco's. Now, once the summer rolled around, Harry was free to do whatever he wanted. It wouldn't shock anyone if Draco suddenly disappeared after getting such a large payment. Everyone in school, including the professors, could see that Malfoy was mentally deteriorating. Daphne and Tracey had been filling him in on the comings and goings in the Slytherin House. Malfoy was making a lot of enemies, even amongst his housemates. So, if he suddenly decided not to come back the following year, Harry doubted that anyone would be shocked.

First, though, he needed to keep working on Narcissa. He didn't want her asking questions and making a fuss.

'Maybe I'll let Hermione have a little fun with dear Draco,' Harry wickedly thought. He was eager to see how deep her psychosis ran. It would also be a nice way to strengthen her loyalty to him. Thinking about Hermione, Harry pulled his map from the trunk and checked it. Hermione was in his secret room where she normally was. Harry packed away the map and made his way to her. As he opened the door, Hermione's head quickly spun in his direction. Her hard eyes fell over him, and they instantly softened. A sweet smile spread across her gorgeous face. She immediately stood up from the desk and walked over to him, standing silently while waiting for orders.

"Are you doing your homework?" he asked her. Harry wanted her to be just as intelligent as she was in his old life. Hermione nodded happily.

"Yes, Master. I'm finishing up my Transfiguration essay. I decided to change a few things from my rough draft," she told him. As she explained in detail, Harry rewarded her behavior by hiking up her skirt and sticking his hand down the front of her panties. He wasn't surprised at all to find her pussy soaking wet. He had trained her body to react to his mere presence. Hermione shuddered as he ran his fingers through her moist lips.

"Oh!" she squeaked. "Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome, Pet," Harry smiled while rolling her hard clit between his fingers. "I have a meeting in a moment, but if you finish your schoolwork by the time I get back, we can have a bit of naughty fun before bed."

"Y-Yes, sir," she moaned as his fingers entered her. He could feel her soaking wet lips hugging his fingers tightly. "I'll finish!" she squeaked when he began massaging her clit with his thumb.

"Good girl," Harry praised her and pulled his fingers from her pussy. He held his wet fingers to her lips, and Hermione greedily sucked them clean. Harry pointed to the desk, and Hermione fixed her skirt and sat back down, taking her quill in hand. He heard furious scratching as the quill flew across the parchment at a record pace. Harry smiled and left her in the room to finish up.

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Daphne and Tracey were impatiently waiting. It was getting closer to curfew, and Harry still hadn't shown up at the designated meeting spot. Tracey was tapping her foot against the stone floor. "Where is he?" she impatiently asked. "Do you think something went wrong?" she asked her friend. Daphne checked the time.

"He still has three minutes," Daphne reminded her, though she felt just as impatient as Tracey. Thankfully, Harry showed up only a minute later. They were very eager to hear how things went.

"Relax girls," he told them with a handsome smile. Both girls blushed as they stared at his handsome face. 'Why did we even worry?' they asked themselves. Of course, Harry would get it all done. He was the magical world's greatest hero after all.

"I met with your mother and transferred the money after she signed the contract. I imagine Astoria will be free from the marriage contract within a few days. I'm sure your mother will write once it's all done," he told them. Daphne let out a deep breath that she had been holding and sighed.

"Thank you, Harry. You're a lifesaver," she told him. She truly meant it as well. Her little sister would have been doomed to a miserable life without his help. His help did come with a cost, however. Until they found a way to pay him back, they were effectively his mistresses. Truthfully speaking, that was fine with her. Daphne had a major crush on the boy, and she knew for a fact that Tracey did as well. Letting Harry have her body was something that she would have done regardless. There probably wasn't a girl in school who would deny him. This was even true with the girls in Slytherin who claimed to hate him. Pansy Parkinson wasn't shy about disclaiming her apparent dislike for the boy. However, Daphne had caught her staring dreamily at him on occasion. She didn't exactly blame the girl. Open support for Potter in Slytherin could make you quite a few enemies. Harry had instructed Tracey and her to hide their relationship from the rest of their House … and for good reason. But now that there was no one else around, she was free to show her affection. Daphne stepped up, wrapped her arms around his middle, and hugged him. She smiled as Harry hugged her back. Then she felt him place his fingers under her chin and tilt her head up. His lips touched hers, and it wasn't long before she opened her mouth and let his tongue do some exploring. Daphne moaned as his hand lowered from her back to her ass. He gave her shapely bottom a hard squeeze before breaking the kiss. She felt his body jostle, and she looked over only to see Tracey pressed against his side.

Daphne watched as Tracey heatedly kissed him with enthusiasm. Harry then broke that kiss as well, leaving both girls flustered. With his strong arms, Harry untangled them and pressed Tracey's body to her. Both girls looked at each other and blushed. They knew exactly what he wanted to see. Slowly, she leaned in and captured Tracey's lips. She wasn't going to lie, Tracey was a good kisser, and she found herself liking the kiss. Tracey moaned into her mouth as Daphne used her tongue to tickle Tracey's. Meanwhile, Harry's grip on her ass didn't subside. She could feel him groping her bottom while Daphne sucked on Tracey's bottom lip. Harry then gave her ass a soft pat.

"You've only got twenty minutes before curfew, and the dungeons are quite a walk. You girls better get going," he told them. Daphne let go of Tracey's lip, and she saw that her friend was blushing madly and breathing heavily. They both turned to Harry.

"Okay," they said shyly in unison.

"I'll send a message when we can meet next," he told them. They both nodded, understanding what he was hinting at.

"Alright … Run along and be careful. Let me know if Malfoy keeps giving you a hard time," Harry said. Again, they nodded.

"Bye," Daphne looked back and waved as she was walking away. Tracey was looking back at him as well with a deep look of longing.

"Bye, Harry," Tracey said, waving as well. Harry smiled and waved back. When they rounded the corner, neither girl had much to say. They would save their conversations for the privacy of their room.

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"Absolutely brilliant, Mr. Potter!" Professor Flitwick cheered as they practiced a more advanced form of the Color Changing Charm. Harry's vase was shimmering between multiple, vibrant colors while everyone else's was only a single, dull color with just the slightest amount of glittery effects. "Take five points for Gryffindor," he said while Seamus was still jabbing his wand at his cracked vase.

The end of the year was close, and the teachers were ramping up their efforts in an attempt to make sure that every student passed. Of course, Harry didn't need any of this extra work. By that point, he was well beyond most of the older generation. Harry's skills in magic even surpassed Dumbledore's, though he had to admit that the Headmaster was likely far beyond him when it came to sheer intelligence. One of the things that Harry had put extra time into practicing was his Telekinesis. He would often trip up annoying students while walking through the corridors. He found it amusing to hear them blaming each other. Just that morning, he had left Crabbe and Goyle in a tangled mess on the ground. He laughed as they insulted each other with progressively stupid insults. Harry didn't just practice through childish, prank-like means. He would often do his homework while levitating a dozen or so items and making them orbit around his head like a small solar system. It was good practice for his magic and for splitting his concentration. He had tried to teach Hermione, but she just wasn't ready for that level of magic. The most she could do was levitate one small item shakily for a couple of seconds. Still, it was a start.

Harry's relationship with Professor Sinistra had been steadily increasing. Harry was well aware that she was supposed to be the one putting him under her spell. In reality, Aurora seemed to be addicted to the pleasure that only he could bring. That suited him just fine. He couldn't count the number of times that she held him back after class just so she could give him a quick, five-minute blowjob. That wasn't something that he was going to complain about, but even though he had her wrapped around his finger, she was still attempting to do Dumbledore's bidding. As the end of the school year increasingly approached, her attempts increased as well.

Later that night, Harry was on her bed, flat on his back with his cock sticking straight up in the air when she walked in from freshening herself up in the bathroom. She was wearing a long, silk robe that was completely open at the front. The entirety of her nude front was on display to him. As she walked over to him, her wide hips bounced from side to side in a very sexy manner. Her big tits that were capped with dark, hard nipples were jiggling and swaying from side to side. Her mound was smooth and hairless, and he could see that her lips were already slick with moisture. Lowering his eyes, he gazed upon her long, toned legs that he couldn't wait to have wrapped around his waist. When she reached the foot of the bed, she shrugged off the robe and crawled between his legs. Laying on her stomach with the heels of her feet bumping against her thick ass, she grabbed his cock and slowly started stroking it. Leaning in, she laid soft kisses all over his fat sack.

"You know, Harry … I'm really worried about your safety this summer," she said before using her lips to pull on the skin of his balls. Her soft hand was working his cock with long, deep strokes while her other hand caressed the skin of his lower belly.

"I'll be fine, Aurora," Harry moaned as she used her thumb to tickle the underside of his head.

"But what if something happens to you?" she asked, sounding worried. Harry wasn't sure if she was actually worried or if she was just acting. She let go of his cock and moved so that she was straddling him. She pressed her warm lips against the length of the underside of his shaft, trapping his cock between her slit and his belly. Aurora began to expertly roll her hips, stroking his cock with her slick folds. "If something happens, we'll never get to further our relationship," she said, attempting to pull on his heartstrings.

"You'll never get to feel my wet pussy wrapped around you again," Aurora moaned as her hands slid up her belly and cupped her perfect breasts. "You do like my pussy … Don't you?" she asked with a shudder. She was mashing her clit into his cock and sliding it back and forth.

"I love your pussy," Harry gasped as she pushed down harder. "It's so tight and wet," he complimented her, which made her giggle like a schoolgirl.

"Thank you, Harry. It would be a shame if we couldn't spend your entire second year having fun in bed. It would break my heart," she told him, leaning over and letting her tits dangle down to his face. Moving her chest from side to side, she rubbed her hard nipples against his mouth, and Harry eagerly sucked on the little, hard nubs. Straightening her back, she pulled her nipple from his mouth and lifted her hips. Aurora reached down and grabbed his shaft, rubbing the head along her slit.

"A damn shame," Harry agreed with a husky voice. He knew that Dumbledore wanted him to stay with the Weasleys this summer, and since Harry didn't want to rock the boat too much and too fast, he would eventually agree. Although he wouldn't be staying there exclusively and would come and go as he pleased. He had decided that it would be better if he was on "good terms" with the treacherous Weasleys for the time being. If he had easy access to them, it would be much easier to stick a knife in their backs when they least expected it.

"Yes, it would," Aurora agreed, stuffing his head into her damp pussy and dropping down. They moaned together as her silky walls engulfed his shaft. Within seconds, she was furiously riding him and hypnotically rocking her hips. Her big tits were flopping around and creating a spectacular show for him. There was a look of pure lust on her gorgeous face as she started bouncing up and down, creating a loud clapping sound that reverberated off the stone walls of her private bedroom. Harry placed his hands on her thighs and gently caressed her smooth skin. Focusing his magic, Harry telekinetically began tweaking her nipples and massaging her asshole at the same time. The effects were instant. Her already tight pussy clamped down on him even harder. Aurora threw her head back with a wild look in her eyes. A shrill screech left her plump lips, and the sounds of wet squelching became louder. Adding more into the mix, Harry forced his magic to start "sucking" on her clit while invisible feathers tickled up and down her spine. By then, her pussy was nearly choking the life out of his cock. Her tongue was hanging out, and a line of drool escaped from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were bugging out of her skull.

Aurora had never slammed her pussy against him with such vigor and force. The smacking of her ass against his thighs sounded like firecrackers going off. The whorish squeal of delight was beginning to hurt his ears when she suddenly began convulsing. First, her body trembled, then it bucked wildly. Harry could feel a flood of wetness leak out of her cumming pussy as she squirted around him. Her lovely tits were smacking together, creating even more perverse sounds in the room. He watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she rolled off of him. On her back, her legs were spread wide, and Harry could see bursts of girl cum squirting from her fluttering pussy. She had a lost look in her eyes while giving off little squeaks and squeals of pleasure. Not being done with her by a long shot, Harry settled between her legs and eased his cock into her asshole. She rewarded him with the loudest moan he had ever heard. If she wanted him to stay at the Burrow for a while, she was going to have to earn it, Harry thought as she came again from his sudden thrusts into her tight hole.