Harry Potter thought that he could live for a hundred years and still he be amazed by the things that he saw. He thought that he should not be surprised but yet he was. After all of the things that he saw, there should be nothing out of the ordinary.
The castle was large, perhaps not as big as Hogwarts at least on the outside, but it was still a respectable size. The walls of the castle were sleek and smooth to the touch. There was not a blemish on them, even though Harry gathered that this castle had been standing for centuries, it looked pretty durable. The wizard's eyes followed it's line, as he saw a nice tower that was of a unique crystallized structure. There was a park area off to the side, with lush and green grass.
"I've only seen pictures of it myself before now, this is the first time I've actually stood before it," Lily whispered to Harry and he managed to pull himself away from his study of the castle. It was both smaller yet more magnificent than Hogwarts at the same time.
He could not wait to find out what the significance of it was and he turned towards his mother to ask the obvious question.
"Where are we?" Harry asked.
"Well, we're at Castle Peverell," Lily offered to Harry and the wizard smiled towards her. "As for the actual location of it well….that's an interesting question."
"Does that mean you don't know?" Harry asked his mother and Lily closed her eyes, before offering him a smile. The redhead threw her head back and shrugged.
"Well, more or less, yes, but I think that all we have to do is step inside in order to find out more," Lily commented to him.
Harry paused and then he caught on. "It's almost like you don't think that I'll be able to step inside or something."
Lily smiled in spite herself. "No I think that you can. But, well the key is only one test, there's another one on top of that. There have been Potters who have been able to use the key. Potters who have been able to get into the first corridor but no further. Some have not been able to use the key but only one has been able to get past that first corridor."
"What about my father?"
"James couldn't get the key to work for him, his grandfather was the last," Lily informed Harry, recalling a conversation that she had with her late husband.
Harry had a question on the tip of his tongue but he stopped before asking it. He didn't want to be rude or too forward by asking it. Although his mother's resurrection offered a few more questions than they did any answers but again, he did not want to be the one to make that statement.
"So, we won't know until we go inside," Harry concluded as he placed his hand on the door knocker.
He had never felt anything like that in his life. It went from hot to the touch to cold and then something amazing happened.
The doorknob glowed in his hand and he sensed that it was almost like the castle was scanning him to see if he was worthy. His eyes stared forward as he waited for his moment of truth.
Time stood still as it tested him.
This was a test that Harry passed as the door slowly flew open. Taking the invitation Harry stepped inside and looked over his shoulder towards his mother with a small nod. Lily followed him in.
The entrance Hall had weird glowing crystals and symbols of a strange language on the walls. They made Harry wish he had taken up Ancient Runes. There was a symbol on the wall, carved inside it.
The symbol stuck out like a sore thumb it was a triangle, with a circle inside it, and there were two additional lines down the center of it.
Harry's eyes traveled over the symbol.
"The symbol was etched into one of the gravestones at Godric's Hallow," Lily whispered as she became excited at the symbol on the wall.
"You said that there was one final test to pass," Harry said and Lily offered a smile as she looked at him.
Harry was not one to be shy about taking the plunge. He was going to step on in and do what he needed to do. With one hand raised, Harry touched the wall and caused the symbols on it to flash to life, nearly blinding him as they glowed brightly.
There was only one thing to say when something like this took place and that was "Whoa."
Harry smiled as he waited for the doors that lead further into the castle to swing open and for a brief second, he thought that he might not be worthy. That was always a consideration but much to his glee everything clicked to life.
A whisper echoed around him that Harry had to listen really carefully to hear.
'Welcome to Castle Peverell.'the voice stated, it was female and alluring.'You will find a floormap of the castle and if you say the room number on the floor map, you will be transported to the named location instantly.'
Harry smiled at that as saw the map before him. There were hundreds and hundreds of rooms or so it seemed. Thanks to the magic of magic, the castle was far larger on the inside then it appeared on the outside.
He decided to test that out as he saw a library on the floor plan.
"Room Twenty Seven," Harry offered as he placed his hand on the side of the wall and a portal manifested before them.
Lily watched this all happen with a great deal of intensity flashing through her eyes, she was excited by any magic. The prospect about learning anything and everything about magical energy, that was a very tantalizing prospect for her.
There were hundreds and hundreds of books, if not thousands. If he had to make a guess, many of these books were lost to time on the outside world. Despite the fact that he had a role to play at Hogwarts, Harry found the possibility of so much knowledge to be quite amazing.
There were hundreds and hundreds of books, if not thousands. If he had to make a guess, many of these books were lost to time to the outside world. Despite the fact that he had a role to play at Hogwarts, Harry found the possibility of so much knowledge to be quite amazing.
"It's amazing, isn't it?" Lily asked as she watched Harry.
Harry knew that his mother was in his head thanks to the bond created between them as a result of the ritual. So he figured that she would be the one who was able to give him the best feedback.
"So…..?"
"Harry, I know what you're thinking and if you wish to be more proactive, then that's your choice," Lily said as she watched Harry. "She's going to have to learn to accept that you're smarter than she is or there's the door, don't let it hit her on the arse on the way out."
Harry smiled. There were two reason he had to hold back his intelligence at Hogwarts. One, it was obvious that Ron got jealous really easy and he was also felt threatened by people who exhibited more intelligence then him. Which was nearly everyone. His snide remarks towards Hermione and anyone who exhibited the least amount of effort towards their studies supported this. Harry wasn't sure why he put up with Ron, other than he was desperate to latch onto some type of human contact that treated him mostly decent after his childhood with the Dursleys.
Hermione was another matter entirely. Harry had no idea what her home life or childhood was like but there was a sense that she was pushed to be the best and if she was part of the rest for any reason, she got offended. There was a sense that Hermione felt a bit despondent that Harry had beat her in Defense Against the Dark Arts over the past two years but she decided to convince herself that she was better at more things, so it balanced out.
Being the top student in her year and therefore superior to everyone around her was Hermione's identity, even though a lot of her intelligence was based on a near insane ability to memorize then recall what she read cover by cover. Harry felt that intelligence was measured by other things and Hermione's inability to think past the assigned materials was going to screw her over later.
Regardless that was a bridge that Harry would come to later, right now, he was going to indulge himself in the books at the library and expand his knowledge of magic. Like any true wizard, he would come up with his own inventions in time.
Perhaps it was his instincts again but he thought that he had all the time in the world to do that here.
Albus Dumbledore was not having a good day to say the very least. He had never expected something like this to happen.
It was bad enough that the Ministry was being stubborn about not listening to the very real threats that were out there. Lucius Malfoy had his hand so far up Fudge's ass, it was a wonder you didn't see his hand when the Minister spoke. And then this latest incident, well Dumbledore knew one thing and that was that no one, no matter what they did, didn't deserve to suffer the Dementors kiss. Not without a reason at least and even then people deserved a second chance.
Severus Snape showed up quickly after Dumbledore summoned him.
"It all has to come back to Potter, doesn't it Headmaster?" Snape asked in a critical voice. "I do wonder why the boy did not play the hero, surely the reports are accurate that he haunts the streets outdoors at night."
Snape knew one thing, it seemed rather out of character for Harry Potter not to do anything stupidly and recklessly heroic. If one thing was proven for the past four years of Hogwarts, the boy stuck his neck on the line where it seldom belonged. Most of it were tests of Dumbledore's invention although Snape could see that the boy in his arrogance wouldn't need any reason whatsoever to play the hero.
"His cousin was kissed," Dumbledore gasped.
It was almost like he was disappointed with Harry and the fact that he did not cast a Patronus. Four people were kissed as a result.
"I hope you've learned a lesson about what…."
"Severus," Dumbledore said in a reprimanding voice and Snape fell back into line, saying nothing further although his eyes said a lot of things. The twinkling eyes of the old man peered towards the scene of the crime. "I believe that it's important that we speak with Mr. Potter regarding the situation."
He figured that Harry was still there, the blood protections were stronger than ever before. Dumbledore did not question that fact as he took a step towards the front door of Number Four Privet Drive.
He had to inform Petunia of what happened to her son and have a discussion with Harry. He was very disappointed in Harry's inaction towards saving his cousin from the Dementors.
Albus lifted his hand and knocked on the door.
There was no answer for at least three minutes and Snape decided that he would force the issue.
"Step aside, Headmaster," Snape offered in a crisp tone of voice. He knew Petunia better than anyone else and what a stubborn bitch that she was. "We know you're in there, Petunia, open the door or things will be a lot worse for you."
"Severus, that's not helping," Dumbledore told him and the door was flung open.
"Apparently it does," Snape commented dryly and Petunia looked at him. "Petunia, it's been a long time, although I think we can both agree that our time apart has not been sufficiently long enough."
"You!" Petunia offered in a dangerous voice. "You dare come here?"
"Yes, I do," Snape stated as he decided to drop all pleasantries. "Where is Potter?"
Petunia looked at Snape for a second and she spat out a scathing statement. "Well obviously you lot should know where the Freak is."
"I beg your pardon?" Dumbledore offered as he looked at Petunia.
"You lot, are all in this together," Petunia said to Dumbledore and Snape. "The freak is gone and thank God for that, not that you wizards would know anything about thanking him."
"Trust me. If you don't tell us where Potter is, even he won't save you from the consequences," Snape said in a harsh voice as brandished his wand between his fingers but Dumbledore cast him a warning look. Snape only backed off half of a step.
"Petunia, we just wish to know where he is…."
Petunia lost it. "Look! haven't you done enough tonight? I don't know what hocus pocus you did but whatever it was, it's unnatural!"
"Your fat waste of a son has had his useless soul sucked out by a Dementor. You do remember what those are, don't you Petunia?" Snape asked her and Petunia stepped back.
"I don't…"
"Petunia, you always had your ear to the wall like the nosy snoop you are, trust me. I know that you know," Snape told Petunia harshly.
"My son?…No it can't be true….surely you can do something?"
"I would think that you would not be desperate enough to call upon our freakish kind for help," Snape stated in a voice that lacked any empathy whatsoever towards Petunia and her son. The man was not too fond of the woman at the best of times to say the very least. "Could I do something, is that what you're asking?"
"I'm afraid once the soul has been sucked out, there is no restoring it," Dumbledore commented in a saddened voice. "My condolences are with you during this trying time."
Petunia snorted and it was obvious what the woman thought of his condolences. The woman looked at Dumbledore in the eye with anger.
"Where is Harry?"
Petunia lost her shit. "You ask about him….WHEN MY SON HAD HIS SOUL SUCKED OUT!"
"Well I was wondering why….he didn't jump in."
Petunia shook her head, as if the boy would help her son.
"I don't think you're getting what I'm telling you," Petunia stated, wondering if this old man was senile. She would not be surprised if he was. "The boy is gone."
"WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE!?"
Vernon showed up and he looked like he swallowed a truck of raw sewage.
"I know you! YOU'RE that Dumbledore bloke!" Vernon stated in a grumbling voice. "I've been wanting to have a word with you…."
"You will be silent and fetch Potter for me," Snape stated. He was going to wring the boy's neck for giving him so much trouble.
"The boy's gone, bully for him," Vernon said gruffly. "I don't know what kind of freakiness you're into, but in the normal world, the dead stay dead."
Dumbledore was curious at this remark.
"What?….why would you…."
"Lily, she...she came to the door and collected him," Petunia said to Dumbledore. "Did you lie about her dying?"
Dumbledore said nothing at that. Completely befuddled by what they were attempting to explain to him.
"You told me that my freak sister…."
"Silence!" Snape yelled.
"NO! I'm not going to be pushed around…."
Petunia was struck mute.
"I will restore your ability to speak if you give me your word that you can do so civilly," Dumbledore told Petunia but there was a few seconds where there was a scathing look in the eyes of the woman.
Vernon made his way towards him but he was paralyzed once again.
"You mean to say that someone claiming to be Lily Evans-Potter took Harry and he walked out with her?" Dumbledore questioned.
Snape wanted to ram his face into his palm. Potter would fall for something that stupid. It seemed so stupidly Gryffindor. It was so Harry Potter that it caused his brain to undergo a meltdown.
"Why did you allow Harry to leave?" Dumbledore asked Petunia and Vernon.
Petunia could not believe the gall of the old man.
"Where is my son?" Petunia asked to Dumbledore.
"There are more important things to worry about," Snape stated and even Dumbledore cringed at that.
"Dudley has been taken to St. Mungos for observation, it's a wizarding hospital with…."
"SO YOU FREAKS HAVE TAKEN MY SON TO YOUR FREAK HOSPITAL!"
Vernon took a step forward as he felt his heart rate go up along with his pulse.
"I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU LOT!" Vernon yelled as he picked up an antique vase and tried to hurl it at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore transfigured it into a cushioned ball faster than many people could blink.
"Now, Mr. Dursley, I need you to…."
The Dursleys obviously weren't too happy with Dumbledore at this moment.
Dumbledore was disappointed in Harry, a young man lost his soul thanks to the fact that he left despite Dumbledore's orders and now the Dursleys were under the assumption that it was the Headmaster's fault that this happened.
This was going to be a long day.
"Mum, I was thinking about something."
"Mmm."
Lily offered that statement in a curious tone and Harry decided to let her in on what he was thinking.
"Well, this castle….it just seems like I've gotten all of the time in the world," Harry offered to her and Lily looked thoughtful.
It took her a moment to remember what James told her.
"James said that the castle operates outside of the normal rules of time and space," Lily said to him and Harry smiled.
"Even more so than magic in general you mean."
"Yes, Harry precisely," Lily commented with a laugh then she became fairly serious as she brushed her hands through her hair and rolled her head back in amusement. "Oh boy, magic, it doesn't make much sense when you think about it, does it?"
"Well it wouldn't be magic, if it did, would it?" Harry asked and Lily once again laughed. His mother's laugh was like music and her entire form, from her body to her voice was beautiful beyond measure.
"You've got a point," Lily offered as she stepped in front of Harry. "I can't believe I once thought that he'd might be decent person."
Harry had only been half paying attention to the Potions text that he was reading and it took him only a few seconds to figure out whom exactly his mother was referring to.
"Snape? I know," Harry offered with a slight sigh as he leaned back. "They say he's was a Death Eater but Dumbledore…."
"Dumbledore does tend to think a lot of people are the good deep down in their heart of hearts, even when he shouldn't," Lily commented as her hand found it's way onto his and she peered forward to get a better look at the text. "A difficult Potion, especially given that the writer of that recipe makes them seem a lot harder than it actually is to produce."
Lily recalled the lessons that her son had and saw where Snape went wrong. When Slughorn was the Potions teacher, he spent the first term teaching the basics before they even touched a cauldron. Snape assumed that they knew it all before even they arrived there. Granted a few purebloods taught their children the basics of Potions making but that was purebloods.
Unless they were obsessive compulsive like Hermione, most that were born outside of magical homes would not study the basics of Potions at their own home before school even started. The Ministry did not step in because they liked people outside of the Ministry to be ignorant and those outside of their own little world even more so.
"You learned pretty quickly that a lot of the Hogwarts education was pure rubbish," Lily said Harry and Harry simply smiled back on her.
"That's putting it mildly," Harry said as he sighed. "There were a few good teachers but…."
"They were handcuffed, the Ministry didn't want anything like Voldemort to ever happen again, so they made sure no one knew enough to become a dark lord," Lily offered.
That statement was one that she made more than once before.
"I don't think that I'll be getting a job at the Ministry," Harry told Lily looking up into her eyes.
"I would hope that my son has better taste then to work for that place," Lily said as she leaned forward and Harry saw her shirt dip down a tiny bit to show off her immense cleavage.
Lily figured that her son would notice this and she had been so intertwined with him, ever since he was born, that she would not allow another man to touch her. She did love James but he never left enough of an impression on her to properly bond with her.
Harry was the pinnacle of everything that she wanted and the ritual opened a few doors that she knew that there wouldn't be without it.
"So, I think now that I'm here, I should get myself caught up and I might be able to take my NEWTs early," Harry said as Lily raised an eyebrow.
"You do realize that if you do that….the façade is off."
"After the past four years of near death experiences, do you honestly blame me for wanting to get out of Hogwarts as soon as possible?"
Lily wished that Harry did not bring that up but it was true, she would not blame her son in the slightest.
'Safest place on Earth, my arse,'Lily thought as she remembered everything that happened.
"I know Harry, and a lot of it was on the adults who should know better," Lily commented as she placed her hand on Harry's thigh.
Harry was wearing a pair of shorts, so his mother's bare hand was on his bare flesh.
"Mum if you don't mind me asking…."
"Harry, you know that questions are the gateway to knowledge," Lily said as she shifted a little bit, her skirt riding up with her movement and showing him a lot of her bare leg.
Harry figured that this movement was intentional, it had to be. He saw a flash of lacy panties, or at least he thought he did.
He tried to not look any closer, although he was tempted, especially when his mother's hand ran up his leg.
"So coming back from the dead…."
"I don't remember anything from the afterlife, only what I saw through your eyes. I'm starting to believe my soul intertwined itself with yours the moment the spell hit me." Lily answered and she looked thoughtful. "I don't know what the magical afterlife is like. For all we know we're caught in some kind limbo between life and death, that's never ending."
"Muggles have been trying to figure out the mystery of Death for longer than they could remember," Harry said to her.
Lily looked thoughtful, death was something that many feared, yet others embraced. If it wasn't for Voldemort's fear of death, Lily would not have been here to have this conversation, as far as she was concerned. That was the current theory that she had.
"Yes, well magical users have been trying to figure that out for just as long," Lily commented to him as she ran her fingers through Harry's already messy hair.
"Yes, we have," Harry agreed as he look at the book. NEWT standard potions seemed rather daring.
"That is actually NEWT level material of a hundred years ago," Lily offered Harry and she whistled at the thought.
"Standards have dropped," Harry whispered and she nodded.
"Precisely," Lily stated as she thought that her son was going to exceed all standards.
Harry made a decision after the Triwizard Tournament that Hogwarts was not as safe as people thought it was. That was proven over the past three years but the moment in the graveyard last year proved it beyond a shadow of a doubt.
"Don't rush Harry, you have all of the time in the world," Lily whispered to him.
"Yes, I know," Harry agreed with her.
He knew Dumbledore was going to find out that he was gone eventually but since he was outside of the pull of time and space, that was not a problem. He could have many months, years to plan before Dumbledore even stepped forward.
Harry prepared himself for the next step of his life and the NEWTs were going to bring him to an entirely new level. He thought that his mother returning offered him the proper chance to escape this world.
He had stronger sexual desires more so than ever before and they accelerated as more time passed. This book told him why. Young magical users required sex past a certain age to stabilize themselves.
Yet he had never seen or heard of anyone in the act at Hogwarts.
He figured that given who he was, there had to be some crazed fangirl who would have dragged him into a broom closet but nothing happened. It was quite odd.
Harry found this really curious.
It appeared that someone sucked all of the hormones out of Hogwarts and he had no idea why. It was a school of teenagers, and powerful magical ones at that, so it seemed like they should be running into sexual acts in every direction.
Lily noticed that as well and she could sense Harry's sexual frustration.
"Harry, if you need me, I'll be taking a shower," Lily said and she hoped that she put the image of her nude body into Harry's head.
It worked quite effectively as Harry got the tantalizing thought stuck in his head.
'Soon,'Harry thought in the back of his mind as he got excited at the thought of taking his mother in that way.
He felt the same amount of desire for him, coming from his mother and he raised an eyebrow at that, before taking a few seconds to plan what he would do.
Harry decided to brush up on his dueling a little bit, if there was a dark lord after him, that was one point that he needed to work on.
Harry practiced a spell that caused ropes to tie around a victim and squeeze them tightly. It would not kill them, at least Harry didn't think that it would kill them. However, he was not about to test that on any people that he liked on the off chance that it did. One could never be too careful.
"So, do you think you'll be ready to take those NEWTs?"
Harry turned around and saw his mother standing before him, wearing nothing but a towel. Her wet hair clung to her face as she leaned towards one of the chest drawers to pull out some clothes to put on.
"I think I have more than enough time to get ready," Harry informed the redhead and Lily simply nodded, a smile on her face.
"I couldn't even begin to figure out how much time passed outside in the real world," Lily stated to Harry and the wizard grinned.
"Eleven minutes, twelve seconds," Harry commented to her.
"That's amazing, we must have been inside here for close to twelve hours," Lily stated as one could do the math fairly easily with that data in mind.
"It's magic, it's always amazing," Harry offered as he saw Lily bend over, seeing the tight black skirt that she was wearing ride up her legs and show off her sexy ass.
She smiled despite herself, she could sense her son's eyes on her. She wondered when he was going to make a move.
The two of them shared a special bond thanks to the nature of the sacrifice and Lily felt her nipples stiffen at the thought of what Harry could to her. A warmth spread over her body as she thought of her own flesh and blood ravishing her in every way possible.
"So, Harry, do you think that you could help me?" Lily asked Harry and Harry raised his eyebrow as Lily placed her hands on either side of him. "It's just that….well after everything that's happened, I'm a bit rusty and I could use a bit more practice."
Lily shifted her body and showed Harry even more of her cleavage.
"Of course, Mum, you know that I'll do anything for you," Harry offered her. "So what do you do…."
"A little practice duel, to make sure that I'm not out of practice and I figure that you'd need the practice just as much as I do," Lily offered to him and Harry smiled at her.
"Of course," Harry said as he got to his feet but then it struck him. "The Ministry…."
"Ministry restrictions won't matter here," Lily said to Harry after a few seconds as she adjusted her skirt, pulling it up to show a little more of her leg.
A dueling area that manifested itself. It was a wide open space and that was what Lily enjoyed. The redhead kept her eyes locked on Harry's.
"I know, although they can only trace those in mundane areas," Harry offered Lily.
"The general area and since that they assumed that you were the only magical user in the area, you got blamed for the Dobby incident," Lily confirmed.
Harry was taken aback anew how much his mother knew but he tried not to allow himself to be too rattled.
"So are you ready to begin?" Lily asked as she held her hand. "To make things a bit interesting, no wands."
Harry was down with that, he figured that a wand was more of a handicap than anything else. A flimsy piece of wood that could get easily snapped like a common twig. He also remembered how much trouble a broken wand could lead to from Ron's experience with it.
"Well I'm ready when you are," Lily offered in a near purr and Harry stood before her.
"I was born ready for this," Harry told her and Lily's face contorted into a smile.
"Then you were born alright," Lily said to him as she looked forward to this and the potential aftermath.
She saw Harry practicing some of those binding spells and wondered if he would think of the more practical purposes for them.
"On the count of three," Harry told Lily and the redhead shifted herself once again. He wondered how much shorter that skirt could get. It seemed to be about as short as possible without being considered obscene. Her shirt stretched tightly over her large chest.
She saw Harry and felt his power. Lily trailed her tongue over her lips and got the desired reaction.
"One, Two, Three."
Lily sent out a binding spell but Harry used a shield to counter the attack. The two of them circled each other with Lily trying to get a feel for Harry, to see what he really had to offer.
"I'm ready, Mum," Harry offered her and the redhead threw her head back as she blasted him with a disorientation hex which he sidestepped.
A golden spell was sent towards Harry but he ducked out of the way and fired a stunning spell which she avoided it.
"Not bad, although expected!"
Lily knew that a stunning spell was an obvious one to throw out but sometimes it worked because people might think that the duelist would not go for the obvious, therefore it would make the obvious less obvious. The redhead kept her emerald green eyes on her son's emerald green eyes as the two of them fired spells of multicolored lights towards each other.
The next set of spells the two of them sent at each other ended up bouncing off of the other like a ping pong ball, then they impacted into the ground causing a cloud of smoke to rise up into the air.
That cloud of smoke allowed Harry to slip in behind Lily and try for another attack to take her down.
Lily sent a barrage of ropes over her shoulder at him but Harry used the reflexes that were bred into him. The wizard kept pushing himself forward as he dodged the attacks. Three more spells, two to disorient and one to subdue were sent towards him. All of them were dodged.
'Good, he isn't reliant on a shield, he's reliant on his reflexes,'Lily thought as she conjured a stone slab to block the incoming spells sent at her by Harry.
Most dark magical spells would blow right through a shield and cause some kind of problems.
They were just getting warmed up.
Harry decided to try a spell that he looked up for the Triwizard but did not have a chance to use until now. He jabbed a finger down onto the ground and caused the ground to start to vibrate beneath them.
Lily was happy yet frustrated that he managed to rock the world but had yet to rock her world. She levitated herself above the ground. He did the same thing and the two of them sent more complex spells yet at each other once more.
The multicolor lights bounced off of each other in midair. There was a loud crash that resounded outwards and Lily and Harry flew off in different directions.
It was a race to see who would get back to their feet first.
Harry made it to his feet a few seconds before Lily did but she tried to use a jelly-legs jinx. It was rudimentary spell but it could cause someone to be unable to stand. Most wizards and witches simply could not perform spells from their knees or back, but Lily was able to do so.
Harry once again used his reflexes to dodge each spell. The blasts of light shot underneath him and Harry went behind her.
Lily turned around and nearly found herself caught in a binding spell, one of the lesser ones that did not crush an opponent's ribs as they were tied up.
"Not bad, but try again," Lily encouraged him.
Harry's face contorted into a smile. "Oh believe me, I will, I will."
Lily and Harry circled each other and both tried to propel energy attacks at each other. The magical spells ricocheted off of each other.
The multicolored lights were fairly blinding and Harry pushed towards Lily, pinning her back against the wall.
Lily found herself very surprised with her current situation. Two straps held her up against the wall for lack of a better term. Actually that was a pretty accurate assessment. The straps held her fast and she found her unable to get free.
"I believe this constitutes me winning the duel," Harry said as he ran his fingers down Lily's cheek as trailed them down towards her collar bone.
Lily shivered as the fingers of her son's hand brush against her thigh.
'Oh how quickly have the tables turned?'Harry thought as he rested his hand on his mother's exposed thigh. He was precious inches from sliding his hand underneath her skirt.
Lily felt a heat go through between her legs at having her son's fingers brush preciously close to her womanhood was legalized torture to say the least.
"Oh, Harry," Lily breathed as her nipples nearly poked out through her shirt.
They were a few inches away from his face, he could do whatever he wanted to and he could do a whole lot.
"I won that duel and here's the spoils of war that I could take," Harry commented as he kept his hands on her thighs and Lily once again felt the heat rise through her body.
"Yes, take me," Lily breathed as Harry released her and a mattress appeared.
Harry feigned ignorance.
"I'm sorry Mum, I don't think I've heard you," Harry whispered and Lily grunted in impatience.
"DAMN IT TAKE ME!"
Harry heard that and he grabbed Lily around the shoulders then pushed her back onto the Mattress.
"That's pretty demanding you know," Harry muttered in her ear as he brushed his fingers up and down her face, with his hand reaching down closer, closer.
Lily felt shivers down her spine.
"Mum, I can make you feel so good," Harry breathed hotly in her ear.
He had instincts which was stronger than anything on Earth. His hands roamed down her legs and her breasts arched up, nearly about to burst through her top.
"You can but why show when you can tell," Lily breathed as Harry ran his fingers up and down her legs.
Harry teased her and Lily felt a burst of cool air between her legs. Then she felt something extremely warm.
Smut/Lemon Begins.
Harry buried his tongue deep inside her quim and the redhead lifted her hips up, feeling the pleasure of an amazing tongue go deep into her. The wizard brushed his tongue into the inside of her and Lily felt him, slowly, tenderly, licking her walls.
That tongue could be classified as a weapon, there was no other description for it. It made her feel so good. So good, she panted as Harry shoved his tongue deep into her.
Harry tasted the pussy beneath him, and the fact that this was the same place that he came from, it made the act so much more exciting. He picked up the licking.
"Deeper baby," Lily breathed as she latched her creamy legs around Harry's head to ensure that his mouth never strayed too far from her dripping hot snatch.
Harry saw Lily lift her hips. He kissed his mother on her nether lips and gave her a few more licks.
The woman allowed herself to feel the moment and Harry's hands roamed up her legs, all the way underneath her shirt.
"Oh," Lily panted as he munched on her cunt and she had a hip spasm as he forced more of his tongue deep inside her quim.
Harry grinned at his mother's pleasurable moans, he was taking out of years of pent up sexual energy on her and he was just warming up. His tongue gave her a through workout and after that time, he rubbed her clit.
Lily bucked her hips, moaning and Harry licked the juices. Then he turned around and latched his mouth onto her click, sucking on it.
"JESUS!" Lily yelled as Harry sucked on her love button and caused her to orgasm like never before.
'Glad you think so high of me Mum,'Harry thought cheekily which Lily picked up.
Harry indulged himself in the moist flower between his mother's legs, licking and slurping at her. The redhead lifted her hips up and felt Harry work into her. She panted as he kept up the efforts for everything that she was worth and Harry thought that she was worth a whole lot.
"More," Lily moaned as he was eating her to the best orgasm that she ever felt.
She felt fireworks go off in her head and that's when Harry worked around her breasts with his hands. He really knew how to manipulate her flesh and push all of her buttons.
Harry could tell that he was pushing all of his mother's right buttons and his hands squeezed her breasts. His cock was about ready to burst free from the confines of his trousers, begging for his mother to treat him right.
"Let me take care of that, baby," Lily breathed as she pulled away from him and squeezed him through his pants.
Harry's cock twitched in her hand and she squeezed him.
Lily slowly unbuckled his pants, building up anticipation for the treasure.
This allowed Harry to get a better look at his mother's breasts. They were huge and round, with rosy red nipples that bounced for him, enticingly. They were so firm and he drooled at the sight of them.
"Mmm," Lily breathed as she stroked his long and thick cock. "You're so much bigger than your father."
Harry did not know what to say but he felt his cock twitch in her hand as she stroked him up and down.
"You like that baby, you like Mummy stroking your huge cock?" Lily cooed as she pumped him up and down with a tight grip around his pole.
Harry pushed himself into her hand and the redhead tightened her hand around him, playing with his balls.
"I want to fuck your tits," Harry said as he grabbed Lily and pushed her on her back.
"Of course, pound them baby, make Mummy scream your name," Lily begged as she felt her juices roll through her pussy.
Harry poked his cock between the valley of her breasts and felt the hot flesh wrap around him. His balls throbbed as the redhead closed her eyes.
"Open them Mum, I want to see your son's huge cock, pounding your fucking hot tits," Harry stated as he hammered them.
Lily opened her eyes and she saw her son's cock spear in and out of her cleavage. She used her tongue to lick him.
Harry groaned his her tongue wrapped around his crown and she trailed it down his slit. He felt her talented mouth work around the head of his member. The woman pushed herself up and wrapped her lips tighter around him. She bobbed her mouth around him, licking and suckling him like she could not have enough of him.
"Oh, give your Mummy all of your love, darling, pound her tits!" Lily moaned as she begged for him.
"Love these tits, and now they belong to me," Harry growled as he rammed his prick between the woman's breasts, causing her pleasure.
"YES!" Lily shrieked.
"I want you to scream louder, beg for me, beg for my cum on your tits," Harry grunted as he worked into her, slowly his strokes.
"Pound them Harry, worship them, harder, harder, HARDER!" Lily cried as she felt her son's hard rod between her as she licked and sucked him when he popped out between her breasts.
Harry smiled as he hung on and kept pounding the area between her tits, feeling his balls fill up with his cum.
"I'm going to cover them in my cum, you're mine forever," Harry growled as he hammered into her and Lily moaned as Harry rammed into her.
His cock contracted and his balls unleashed his load.
Lily watched as her pussy burned with desire. His cum spurted out on her alright. Thick cum that covered her. There was a glow as it settled on her breasts. She had to get some of it in her mouth.
Lily slipped a finger and dipped it, feasting off of it. The redhead licked her tongue around her finger and closed her eyes, as she moaned, bringing her tongue up and down off of it.
Harry watched his mother eat his cum and he grabbed her, pinning her down.
His penis was harder than ever before despite draining the entire content of his nuts on his mother's tits on his juicy tits.
"I'm going to take this," Harry growled as he ran his fingers around his mother's pussy lips and stroked her tender walls.
"Yes, you will, yes, you will, yes you will," Lily panted.
She waited as she felt his cock slide into her.
It was only halfway in and Lily felt like she was getting her virginity taking all over again. Fireworks went off inside her eyes as Harry grabbed onto her breasts. The redhead lifted her hips and Harry pumped into her center and she lifted her hips up off of the ground.
Her walls closed around him and Harry felt his dick slide into his very first pussy. He was angry that he did not experience something like this and he thrust deeper between his mother's tight walls.
"Fuck me Harry, oh fuck me baby!" Lily howled.
"You're my bitch and you're going to enjoy this!" Harry growled as he grabbed Lily's hair and pinned her down into the floor. He saw the lust that was dancing through her eyes.
If this was wrong, then Harry was sick of being right.
Lily felt Harry attack her breasts, nibbling and suckling on them, feasting on the sweaty globes that beckoned for him. Harry was licking and sucking on them, and the redhead closed her eyes, as Harry speared himself deep down into her. He was balls deep into her mother's tender hot pussy.
"Pound me, wreck me with that big cock!" Lily screamed as she moaned.
Harry pounded her as he ran his hands all over her body.
He stopped.
"Don't stop!" Lily yelled as she felt the loss of her baby boy's beast between her legs.
"On your hands and knees," Harry ordered Lily and the redhead turned over, obeying Harry, swaying her hot ass in his face. "I want to see that ass as I drill you into the ground."
Harry pinched her butt cheeks, her ass was lovely. He stuck his finger up her rectum which caused Lily to moan in pleasure. He tasted her juices for a little bit.
Then his next movement was to plow into her quim from behind.
Harry hung onto her waist and plowed deep into her. The walls wrapped more tightly around him as Harry kept plunging deeper into her.
Lily turned and Harry captured her lips into a burning hot kiss. His tongue rammed into her mouth and she tried to take it down into her, tilting her head back. Harry hung onto her, running his hands over her body.
The redhead MILF's moans escalated as Harry had her down and he was riding her down into the ground.
Each thrust and Harry was this close to bringing Lily to the edge of everything.
"More, more," Lily muttered as she bit down on her son's lip which added to more passion and excitement.
Harry grabbed around her waist and hammered her from behind, working his throbbing prick deeper into her.
"About ready," Harry breathed and Lily groaned as she rocked her hips back.
"Cum inside me, cum in my pussy!" Lily breathed hungrily, greedy for his cum.
"Yes," Harry groaned as he rolled his hands over Lily.
"CUM IN ME, FUCKNG SHOOT YOUR CUM INTO ME!"
Harry hung on.
"If you cum inside me, you can knock your own mother up with your seed," Lily encouraged him as she rocked her head back.
That was a half truth, she issued a contraceptive charm on herself but she wondered if it would work given that Harry's magic warped ready.
This caused Harry's balls to tighten and his semen splashed into her.
Lily moaned loudly as she felt his virile cum splash into her fertile womb. The redhead was filled up with enough cum to knock up all of Hogsmeade.
Harry sighed as his cock re-hardened.
"Oh more, well I'm ready," Lily said as she awaited for what he would do next, excitement coursing through her body.
Smut/Lemon Ends.