Bellatrix Lestrange shook her head, it was difficult for her to put everything together but somehow, she was finding out that her mind was getting stronger than ever before and she was returning back to the land of sanity. Much of the last twenty years of her life had been a blur and Bellatrix tried to scramble together the details that she did.
She did piece together enough of them to get a general overview of the situation at least. That was something, she thought.
Exactly how much of something, well that could be something that could be debated. She did remember the night at the Longbottoms where she made her way there. She was planning to torture them, to ensure that they spit up information involving the whereabouts of the Dark Lord.
Then again, the more she thought about it, the more she remembered how much Lucius Malfoy played her like a fiddle. He had claimed that the Longbottoms had information on their master and she, her worthless husband, his even more worthless brother, and the product of Barty Crouch's semen made their way to the Longbottom residence. Things got out of hand.
She found out whilst in Azkaban that Lucius would get control of the Lestrange family vaults upon her Death. Many of the prisoners in Azkaban did commit suicide to escape the Dementors but Bellatrix was not among one of those weak people.
She stood in the cell as her sanity stripped away. She actually had it more together than most and that was a thought that terrified even herself. The fact was she saw a few Death Eaters descend into shrieking madness. Her looks faded away, Dementors had an unnatural quality of aging the people that were placed into their tender loving care.
Bellatrix gave her head a rather ugly shake as she sat up in the bed. She was not dressed in her ragged Azkaban clothes, which was a fact that gave her a certain amount of pause. No she was dressed in a white nightshirt that went down past her knees. She was unfortunately wearing a pair of knickers, which she felt constraining.
Bellatrix turned towards the mirror and saw her face.
It was not the gaunt and horrifying face she would thought that she would take a look at whilst in Azkaban. Her hair was sleek and dark and framed her pale face to give it a seductive quality as well. Her violet eyes were shockingly unique and shined with an alluring passion. Her thick dark lips were pursed and her slender neck was free of blemishes. She had a nice set of breasts, much larger than both of her sisters, a flat stomach that indicated the perfect hour glass figure. She had a nice wide set of hips as well to off set that and a tight juicy ass.
Overall Bellatrix Lestrange was a pinnacle of womanhood but she held up her forearm, she noticed one thing that was conspicuous by its absence. She stared at her forearm like it was some kind of oddity, like it was something that she did not understand any more.
The dark mark that rested upon her forearm, it was no longer. She watched, an awed glance in her eye as she hung her mouth half open.
"So, you're finally awake."
Bellatrix saw him standing in the doorway and she could feel the absolute power radiating off of him. It allowed a heated pulse to escalate through her legs and she looked up at him.
"So, I guess I'm going to have to thank you for my rescue," Bellatrix said in a voice that was not full of rage like she thought it might have been. It was merely full of curiousity.
He gave the type of self-assured smile that soaked the panties of women and Bellatrix found herself getting wet at the thought of him. "Well, it wasn't anything that was too big of a problem when you think of it."
"You broke into Azkaban," Bellatrix offered and she raised an eyebrow. Once again she checked her forearm with the curiosity that was blinking through her eyes and in the back of her mind. "And you removed my dark mark…."
"And I restored your looks to what they should be and I must say, quite beautiful," Harry said as he sat on the bed, next to Bellatrix.
"You know I've done many evil and vile things throughout my time as a Death Eater, don't you?" Bellatrix asked.
Harry's voice was even tempered, to the point where Bellatrix was almost very unnerved by how even tempered it was. However there were two words that were spoken with such a picture perfect and even clarity that it almost took Bellatrix aback. "I know."
"So you do," she whispered and her heart once again skipped a couple more beats.
"Yes, I do," Harry offered to her as he watched her. "Lord Voldemort…."
"So you speak his name," Bellatrix said to him. Once again, she did not have the violent reaction she assumed that she might in another life.
Harry smiled back at her and again that smile was something that caused her to shiver. It was the type of smile that should be classified as a weapon of mass seduction. Along with his eyes, those eyes, women were weak and helpless against those eyes.
She shook her head and awaited his answer.
"Yes, I speak his name, he's nothing but a filthy half blood named Tom Marvolo Riddle," Harry commented to him. "He's from a random union from a Muggle and a squib, not as noble as he pretends to be."
Bellatrix felt her eyebrows raise and she challenged him. "How do you know this?"
Harry smiled back at her. "He told me."
Bellatrix was really taken aback by these words, but then again, this was the type of logic that could not honestly be disputed by any means. Her mouth hung half open in abject shock as she saw it. She looked into his eyes and she knew right now that no one could be that much of a liar. The woman had more questions and there was only one person there who could give her answers.
"So, my dark mark?"
Harry's smile got even wider yet and she felt herself once again be taken in on it. His response was simple but she thought that it got to the point. "Yes."
"And why…."
"Getting a tattoo looks absurd past a certain age first of all," Harry said to her and Bellatrix raised her eyebrow once again. "And the dark mark would have killed you once he died."
"He's…."
"Voldemort is arrogant enough to ensure that all of the Death Eaters would go down with the ship should he die," Harry offered as he placed his hand upon her bare thigh. "Therefore, I'm going to save as many that I can….that would be useful."
Bellatrix looked at him. "You'd find very little useful Death Eaters in that lot. Most of them are complete idiots."
Harry offered the middle Black Sister a smile. "You know, you and I are on like minds about that."
"I've made many mistakes," Bellatrix offered and she saw Harry before her. She lifted her hand and placed it on his leg and slowly worked it up with each word. "My gravest mistake was having an inadequate master who spent more time playing with his wand in a corner and his snake, I can't forget his snake."
Bellatrix smiled as she squeezed Harry's package without any shame.
"But you have no problem with letting girls play with your snake, do you, Harry?" Bellatrix asked as she slowly worked her hand down his pants.
"Not at all," Harry offered her as he relaxed under her soft but firm grip.
Bellatrix held his stiffening pole in her hand and a smile spread over her face as she pumped Harry up and down. She felt him grow in her hand and it was an amazing sight, his large, thick cock. Most wizards….well they left a lot to be desire.
"Mmm, I'm going to suck you dry," Bellatrix said as she slowly licked all the way down from the tip of his cock down to the base and snaked her tongue around his balls, enveloping it all in wet goodness.
"You can talk the talk," Harry said as he grabbed her face and she opened her mouth wide to accommodate his cock. "But can your mouth back up your words in, other ways."
Bellatrix speared his massive tool all the way down her throat, her lips closed around him as she rocked her head up. She rammed her mouth all the way down as far as she could go and the dark haired woman felt her shirt being pulled off.
Her breasts were tan and extremely firm with dark nipples and Harry twisted them in his fingers, causing her to go down further on him. Bellatrix worked her talented mouth down on that pole.
"That's it Bella, suck it, suck it like it's the only thing….oh baby!" Harry groaned as Bellatrix blew him and made humming sounds with the back of her throat. Harry groped her breasts and she encouraged his rough handling of her as he slammed her mouth, fucking it and she moaned and cooed, as she wrapped her lips around his pulsing python.
Harry paused after a few minutes of intense sucking. "Time for me to take a taste of you."
Harry had Bellatrix's head firmly wrapped in his hands and he was pushing her down upon his cock. The dark haired witch blew him like it was her job and in the back of Harry's mind, it was.
Harry parted her thighs and stuck his tongue between her thighs. She was gushing with juices and Harry smiled as he was taking the juices down onto his tongue. There was a few seconds where he kept licking her and pleasuring her.
Bellatrix panted as she lifted her hips up and Harry was licking her and really getting an amazing taste of her. The dark haired witch allowed herself to be a slave to this wizard's efforts and she felt herself being brought straight to heaven.
Harry knew that he was just getting her warmed up for the main even that was to come. His tongue was delving so far into her sopping hot hole that he felt her hips buck up towards him and nearly hit him in the face. Harry grabbed onto her thighs and licked her insides. She closed her eyes tightly and Harry continued to work her over, using his tongue to bring her to pleasure.
Bellatrix's mouth sank down onto him and suddenly she felt a slight hiss through her pussy. She jammed as much of his cock into her mouth and really if she choked on it, it would be the best way to die. The woman's lips wrapped around it and she closed her eyes. The woman's mouth kept wrapping around his thick pole and his tongue vibrated inside her pussy.
Bellatrix's thighs clenched around his face and Harry came up for air, her juices rolling down his face.
"I think you should clean me up, you've only made an awful mess," Harry said as he pulled Bellatrix over and the woman started to lick him.
"Of course….master," Bellatrix moaned as he squeezed her breasts and she used her tongue to give his face a bath. She felt the pleasure and soon she felt something else that excited her.
He lifted Bellatrix up around the waist and pushed her down onto his cock, pushing it in between her legs. She clenched his hard rod as she rocked up and down, riding him like his cock could cure all that illed in the world.
"Damn, you're fucking hot," Harry groaned. "Such a naughty, naughty girl."
"Yes, I'm bad, and you know it," Bellatrix said as she moaned and dug her fingernails into Harry's shoulderblades as she kept riding him. "You can have me any way you want me, master."
"Every way eventually, every way," Harry whispered and that caused her cunt to clench his rod.
It was like every word that he said, it was making her wetter and hornier. She grabbed onto his shoulder and sank her hips around him. The dark haired woman panted as she kept riding him and her hips were really working him over. Her panting escalated, getting even more frenzied as she kept working her hips up and down his pole. Her hips slapped against his balls as she rode him.
'Oh fuck me,' Bellatrix thought and Harry pushed her back onto the bed and pulled out.
She whined at the loss but then she was on her hands and knees, pressed faced down on the bed. Harry hovered over her entrance, his cock head brushing up against her wet slit and she closed her eyes tightly, as she felt him enter her with ease.
"FUCK!" she yelled.
"Yes, indeed," Harry grunted as he groped her breasts and pummeled him. "Who does this pussy belong to?"
"You master, fucking destroy it!" she yelled at the top of her lungs and Harry smiled as he hammered into it.
"That's right, you cock slut," Harry breathed hotly in her ear.
"Not just a cock slut….yours," she whimpered and Harry got an even wider grin as he delved further and further into her tight cunt. It wrapped around him. It was obvious that she had not been touched at all, even with the potion that destroyed her. He grabbed her tits and pushed as far into her, with Harry going into her, his balls
Harry smiled at this declaration for he figured that it was completely accurate. Her walls hugged him and he slammed himself as far deep into her cunt as he could go.
His cock touched her womb and Bellatrix felt that she was on fire. His hands roaming over every last inch of her body ,well that was causing her to tingle inside as well. The dark haired witch panted heavily and Harry pulled nearly all the way out of her before slamming deep into her. His balls slapped her thighs and he pulled out of her.
"Looks like a party," Andromeda commented as she showed up, with a smile on her face. She was dressed in a black robe and Narcissa was wearing a green robe, with a color that matched Harry's eye.s
"You haven't lived….until….foursome," Bellatrix moaned.
"Words were scrambled, sentiments were appreciated," Narcissa said as she stripped off her robes to reveal she was not wearing anything underneath.
Harry kept pummeling Bellatrix's super tight cunt, working as far into her as he could go. The woman's eyes screwed shut as Harry worked into her and his balls tightened before he gave a mighty roar, pushing himself into her smoldering pussy.
His balls unloaded several thick strings of rope inside her, splashing against her pussy. Her pussy overflowed with it and she was flipped over the bed.
The nude forces of Andromeda and Narcissa were licking Bellatrix dry, sucking all of Harry's cum form her cunt. This was a sight that got Harry's motor running and caused his cock to stiffen immediately.
"Harry," Narcissa cooed as the MILF wiggled her delicious rump at him.
"Whenever you're ready," Andromeda stated as her legs were parted for him.
"I'm always ready for some MILF action," Harry growled as he grabbed Andromeda around the thighs and he worked his cock down the edge of her tight hot pussy.
Andromeda felt her legs part and his cock enter her. She squeezed him as he entered her and she placed her face down, to munch on her sister's pussy.
Bellatrix closed her eyes, feeling her older sister munch on her cunt. It was really amazing and the woman pumped her hips up towards her mouth. Her snatch was being munched on and it felt amazing. The woman was being eaten and slurped every second of the way.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Bellatrix stammered.
Narcissa slid Harry's cock between her legs and her pussy swallowed his massive member. He grabbed her tit and squeezed it.
"Please master," Narcissa moaned as he buried his face in between her breasts and he worked his hands around the MILF's tight ass. The woman's eyes were flooded over with the embodiment of pleasure and his cock rammed into her tight snatch.
Bellatrix was now prepared to be drilled into the bed by another Harry. His cock pushed all the way into her cunt, filling her up and then working her apart.
Narcissa was riding Harry now for everything that he was worth. Her tight hips snaked around him and worked down his massive pole. The blonde rocked herself up and down, squeezing his huge member with her dripping hot cunt.
"Mine, mine, oh yes," Narcissa panted as she closed her eyes and Harry worked far into her, her cunt squeezing him as he rammed as far into her as he could go. His pole was clenched and Harry worked into her hot cunny.
Andromeda was moaning lustfully, she looked like a whore, albeit a high class one, as Harry plunged his massive meat stick into her. He pulled her hair which got her all hot and bothered. He worked into her as far into her as he could go.
Harry was working three of the most powerful witches into submission and he loved every single moment of it.
They moaned as he filled their holes again and again with his cock until his balls tightened and he sprayed a heavy stream of cum into them.
"You all belong to me," Harry said and the Black sisters nodded submissively.
The final tally was three Black Sisters fucked into submission as Harry saw Narcissa, Andromeda, and Bellatrix laid out on the floor.
The Cup would have to wait for a couple of days although it would be less than a minute thanks to the time dilation properties of the castle so Harry had plenty of time to burn.
He was going to let his two naughty Veelas stew for a bit longer before he gave them the final stage of their punishment.
Now that pleasure was out of the way, Harry could focus on business and Bellatrix casually walked with him. Andromeda followed them, it would be wise for Bellatrix to have a minder. Nym kept walking behind them, again she was acting as Harry's bodyguard which was a job that she took extremely serious. Really serious if the look in her eyes was any indication.
"So, now that you've tamed my aunt, I doubt that there are any more challenges for the great Harry Potter…."
"Well I still have to tame you, something that I have not put the proper amount of effort into," Harry said.
He could see that the light burned bright at the end of the tunnel, all he needed to do was focus on getting the Cup and destroying the Cup. Then there was one more thing, although the consequences of having a living object as a Horcrux, especially your sole Horcrux, was extremely grave. He wondered if the snake would even sustain Riddle.
He should burn the corpse and all traces of Riddle's DNA just to make sure, although he was pretty sure that once Riddle died, the disease that gripped the remaining Death Eaters would end up finishing them off.
At least that was the thought that keep swimming through his mind. The green eyes of the wizard flashed brightly as he made his way to the front desk. The goblins were surly as ever but if one dealt with idiotic wizards day in and day out, they would be pretty surely. The lead goblin, a particularly ugly one, leaned towards the desk.
"Yes, may I help you?"
"I need to access the Lestrange vault to collect an item of great value," Harry told him.
"Well given that the Mistress of the Vault is currently in Azkaban, you'd find that quite difficult," the goblin said. He would have gutted most on sheer principle but he was not going to lie, he liked how up front and honest this one was.
"Actually, I was paroled," Bellatrix said and the goblin saw her.
Given that Gringotts had methods to verify identities.
"Well, the Ministry are in for a problem with you on the loose," the goblin commented in a nonchalant manner, although the fact that the humans would be in for problems excited this particular goblin. He was going to have to go into a dark room to get some relief after this news.
"Yes, well we do need to access that vault," Bellatrix said and while she did not treat the goblin with the callous lack of respect that most of her fellows did, her eyes still flashed with warning and there was a hint that she preferred that he would get these matters done and then soon.
"Yes, naturally…..Griphook report!"
Harry disregarded the goblin who was looking at him in recognition, as far as Harry could recall, he had never met the goblin in his life.
"You may not remember me Mr. Potter…."
"Sorry, I don't….."
"I'm Griphook," the goblin told him.
Harry paused and looked at him. "Sorry, doesn't ring a bell."
"I took you to your vault, the first time, you and the half giant Gamekeeper," the goblin persisted.
"So what is your name again?" Harry asked him.
"GRIPHOOK!"
"Well, Gary….mind if I call you Gary, you know it was four years ago," Harry offered to him with a shrug.
Griphook shrugged his shoulders and sighed.
"Lead us to my vault or your supervisor will be hearing about this," Bellatrix commented and the goblin who was named Gary in Harry's mind threw his hands back and nodded.
Gary apparently was hiding some kind of dirty secret and he knew that he was on the bubble, at least that was what Harry was picking up from his mind. There was something about house elf prostitutes, but Harry did not know that such a thing existed, so that could not be right.
"So, Gary, to the vault," Nym commented.
"It's Griphook!"
"No, I like Gary better," Nym said with a smile.
"Are you have trouble with him?" another goblin commented.
"Gary here is being difficult and pestering, the Lord of two ancient and noble houses," Andromeda offered.
"My name is…."
"Gary, you were warned," the goblin stated and he was lead in to goblin resources which was much like human resources, except it was far more painfuly.
Nym watched with a smile.
"Can you believe that he thought so much of himself to think that you would remember a goblin that you met four years ago?" Nym asked.
"Oh, I remembered him," Harry admitted.
Bellatrix offered him a grin. "So you were just being a dick."
"Yes," Harry said without any preamble and Bellatrix gave an excited squee and threw her arms around Harry's waist and gave him a hungry kiss, which she would return.
Andromeda decided to take her sister in hand before she dropped to her knees and started to service her master because Bellatrix did not have the best attention span in the world. She was distracted easily. And as much as that thought enticed Andromeda, she did have a job to do.
"Bella, focus," Andromeda hissed in her sister's ear.
"Right, focusing," Bellatrix said, although since Harry experienced the mandated by law, Black Sisters foursome, she was hoping for an encore. He survived one time around with all three of them but she was really hoping to test him.
There would be plenty of time in the future however.
However her older sister's hand on her hand and the fact that said hand was twisting said ear indicated that she had a job to do.
They walked to the Lestrange Vault.
"My idiot husband managed to capture a few treasures, although he let the most obvious one slip away, but given the fact that he and his brother spent too much time jerking each other off, that was to be expected," Bellatrix offered without a word.
Nym's nose crunched up, which she could do better than most thanks to her powers. "Yeah, that will fucking be in my nightmares."
"Sorry, Nymphadora, I will make it up to you, promise," Bellatrix offered as she pulled her niece off to the side and build her face into her breasts.
"If you're quite done seducing my daughter, Bella, we do have work to do," Andromeda said and Harry was inside the vault.
"The cup is on the top shelf," Bellatrix told Harry helpfully and Harry nodded, with a smile.
It was just as it should have looked but naturally Harry required Bellatrix's help.
"All of the charms should be cancelled since I'm here but at the same time, be ready to duck just in case," Bellatrix advised him.
Harry paused and he said only one thing. "Thanks for the head's up."
"No problem," Bellatrix commented in a conversational tone as she looked over her shoulder and she was almost sure that something was going to happen.
Time stood still for an instant as Harry grabbed the cup but the treasures in the vault to bury them alive.
They had the cup.
Now that they had the cup, half of their job was done but that meant that they had a fair bit of their job to do.
Harry took a moment to gaze upon the Hufflepuff Cup that was in his hand. It was such a magnificent treasure, in fact he could not even believe how it was tainted. Legend had that Helga Hufflepuff refused to drink out any cup but her own personal one.
Legends did have an ability to get twisted and turned all around, something that Harry reminded himself of constantly. He was living proof of that and things did not get better the more years went by as his exploits at Hogwarts, outlandish as they might have been, got even more publicity. He could not begin to shake up the fact that he was sure that the fifty foot snake that he fought was at least up to five hundred feet, with three heads by now.
They were mixing up two creatures, because Harry knew where he got the three heads for.
He saw the cup and there was a compulsion to drink from it that he ignored. He knew why it was there, Voldemort would have liked to poison anyone who would have happened upon his prize Horcrux. At least that was the thought that resounded around Harry's head.
'Okay, time to stab, don't think about what he might have done, even though it's….well, beautiful cup, but you're going to die.'
Harry stabbed the cup with the fang and he caused it to melt into a smoldering pile of gold. It actually seemed like imitation gold and Harry did briefly wonder whether or not this was Hufflepuff's real cup but he knew that it was a Horcrux as the black mist rose from it.
There was one thought that went through his head and he could not even begin to register his excitement with what happened.
'One more left,' Harry thought.
He wondered what happen, hell the snake Horcrux was something that was an interesting curiosity. He knew that Riddle's sanity was hanging by the loosest thread and now there was a chance that with this final non-snake Horcrux it could snap.
"You're almost there," Lily offered as she entered the room and she slid onto his lap as she looked at the melted metal that was once the Hufflepuff Cup
"I'm glad," Harry said to her as he placed his hands underneath his mother's breasts and she leaned back towards him as she felt his strong hands play with her.
"And soon, you don't have any responsibilities, the one loose thread of this world is removed, you deserve a long vacation, an extended vacation, after all of the work that you've done," Lily said and Harry spun her around and she straddled his legs as he leaned her back.
"Yes, I know," Harry breathed in her ear and she twitched a slight bit as he had her pinned up against the table, the remains of the Horcrux cleared up.
Lily let out a breath that she was holding in and Harry had her back against the table and she closed her eyes. Harry's lips were half of an inch from touching the side of her neck and he drew back with a moment of a tease. He then smiled at her.
"You enjoy teasing your poor mother," Lily said with a slight smile.
"No….I just merely have learned from the best," Harry said as he brushed her hair back and looked into her vibrant green eyes, identical to his own. "You know, you've taught me so much."
Lily could not help but smile as he kissed her on the side of the neck and ran his fingers all over her youthful body. She hitched in a breath and hitched out another breath. "And it seems like that I have created a monster."
"Well, you only have yourself to blame," Harry said as he held his mother in his arms and her amazing breasts pressed against his cheek. The two of them enjoyed the warm and tender embrace as they felt their power against each other.
"Riddle expects some fight to the finish where he's standing triumphant over your body…."
"He's going to have to resign himself to disappointment," Harry said and Lily offered her son a smile.
"Given his followers….well most of them, he should be resigned to disappointment a long time ago," Lily said. "He was smart enough to surround himself with idiots that would never have the ability to overhthrow him."
"And he doesn't even have that," Harry said as he saw the molten metal in the corner.
He knew that the end would come soon. Slowly Riddle would become paranoid and think that everything, including his own shadow would be out to get him. It would be a horrifying existence. He would be worse off than Snape.
And given the number that Snape got put on his mind, that was some really shocking company to be put into again.
Harry felt his mother's hands run down the bare part of his chest, it seemed like she unbuttoned his shirt when he was distracted by his musings.
"I think that I should figure out whether or not a certain pair of sisters have learned their lesson about sharing," Harry said and there was a second where Lily offered a smile.
"Well, if they haven't, more corrective therapy might be in order," Lily said with a naughty smile crossing her face.
"Their mother most certainly agrees," Harry said with a smile on his face and he squeezed his mother's tight bum before the two of them offered a kiss.
Their tongues battled together for supreme amount of domination, with Lily attempting to choke her son out with her choke but Harry returned as he squeezed her breath and let her wet, with stiffening nipples.
"Later," Harry told her.
"You better," Lily said as she imagined her son's huge member taking her again and again on this table, filling all of her holes.
Harry slipped out and he made his way to the bedroom where he was no doubt ready to keep two extremely horny French Veelas now. They should have learned to share, otherwise they would not have spent all this time tied up.
"HARRY!" Gabrielle whined as she saw him and her eyes were swimming with lust.
"You know, I might not let you out of those ropes," Harry offered both of them and a smile crossed his face. "I might just allow both of you to stew a little bit longer, until you're pretty much choking for it."
Fleur offered a slight whine and a pout that got even wider over her face. "But we are choking for it….HARRY!"
It was so adorable how she moaned that last word out and Harry could see her nipples practically poking his shirt. He stepped forward and placed his finger on the edge of their panties, where their arousal was practically soaking through.
"In a minute, darling, just wait, you're going to enjoy this," Harry commented to both of them and both of the French girls tried to look up at him with adoring eyes. "I think you haven't been punished enough."
"Please master…."
Harry smiled as he walked around and Nym waited outside of the hallway for him. She saw the girls and she saw Harry. It was so hot how much they were begging and how they wanted Harry to fuck their brains out.
"Nym, I think we should give the final round of their punishment, could you get Mum from the study, please, the one on the second level?"
Nym smiled, given how big the castle was, it was necessary to qualify what study was meant. She walked forward and he saw the two girls sitting there.
"So, I think it's time for you two to learn your final lesson," Harry told both of the girls and he could see both of them staring at each other, wondering what was going to happen.
Lily and Nym showed up and Nym stopped.
She had a wicked grin and she knew how to make this more interesting. She closed her eyes and she turned her hair into a silvery blonde. She had the same matching blue eyes that Fleur had and the same massive breasts, flat stomach, delicious ass, and long shapely legs.
"Well, don't I look magnificent, mon ami?" Nym asked in a very bad French accent which Harry cast her a stern look and she threw her hands up, sheepishly.
"Don't do that again, ever," Harry told Nym as he placed her hands on her waist. "Mum, don't think I forgot about you."
Fleur watched, and suddenly she found herself gag. All she could do was watch Harry fuck a carbon copy of herself right before her very eyes.
"Don't worry, Gabi, you're next," Nym stated to the younger Veela with a saucy smile.
Gabrielle felt an involuntary twitch of her pussy. Perhaps she was being a pervert but she was turned on by the idea of watching herself get fucked, in a sense.
Harry gave Nym a slap on the ass.
"I'm sure that you're going to love this, Fleur, make sure to look in your face darling, when you see this," Harry grunted as he gripped Nym's tight ass, a perfect replication of Fleur's ass.
Meanwhile Lily was completely stripped and riding the cock of the Harry dupe. She wasted precious little time on formalities but then again, given that her pussy was sopping wet thanks to the fun that they were having in the library, it was just as well.
"Fuck me, Harry," Lily moaned at the top of her lungs and she felt her son's massive pole slide between her thighs and ram as hard into her as it could go. She whimpered as her thighs clenched around him and Harry kept going into her.
"Of course, my love," Harry said as he feasted on his mother's tits.
Nym was on the table, facing Fleur and Gabrielle. She made sure Fleur's face was facing the original and Harry grabbed her around the hips.
"Pussy or ass, that's the question, isn't it?" Harry asked as he scraped his cock head against her dripping hole.
"Both….but pussy first, please," Nym begged him and she rubbed herself against his cock head. With an invitation like that, it was hard to turn it down.
Fleur watched with widened eyes as her twin was plowed from behind.
"Oh, fuck this French slut's hot pussy," Nym managed as her breasts tingled and Harry groped her from behind.
"Don't worry, you're not escaping without this."
Harry rammed her with every word and he could see Fleur get more and more soaked as he watched herself being nailed from behind. There was an adoring expression in her eyes and burning lust. The Veela inside her was getting more ready to come out and play.
"FUCK!" Lily shrieked at the top of her lungs as her son's cock buried its way between her thighs.
"Yes, love, you're right," Harry said with a smile as he kept hammering his mother against the wall, just the way that she loved her. He pinned her arms back as his balls slapped against her thighs and his mouth lavished her amazing breasts, worshipping every inch of them.
"Yes, more, more, more!" Nym chanted as Harry hammered her from behind. "TAKE MY ASS, TAKE IT!"
Fleur watched as she could see a reflection on the wall in front of her, seeing Harry's cock line out with her own ass, technically speaking. She felt empty as a result of this and Harry brushed his cock head against the duplicated French ass in front of him.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Nym shrieked at the top of her lungs as she felt this monster of a cuck push her puckered anus apart.
"You get off on this, you dirty girl," Harry grunted and he eyed Gabrielle with wicked intentions in mind. "But I'm ready for something a bit more ,compact."
Nym got the message loud and clear and her body shifted to that of Gabrielle. Now it was her turn to be tormented.
Lily was pressed against the wall and Harry continued to manipulate her pussy, her tightness working over his throbbing hard prick. The woman panted and cooed as Harry pushed all of what he had inside her, her walls clenching him tightly.
"Fuck," Lily moaned loudly and Harry groped her breasts.
"Yes, Mum, indeed," Harry breathed hotly in her ear and he kept working all of himself into her. The redhead was really giving his cock a going over and Harry knew that it would be time.
Gabrielle watched her double form being screwed from behind in the ass and she could hardly believe it. This was so hot and she was not the one experiencing the joy and the fun. She offered a pleading whine as she looked up.
'Come on, come on, come on,' she mentally chanted to herself, she just wanted a taste of his cock inside her warn and hot buns.
Harry smiled, he could tell that there was a part of her getting off on this torture. He alternated between screwing Nym as Gabrielle and Fleur until she could not take no more. Harry unloaded his cum into her, shooting it into waiting and fertile womb.
She collapsed on the table and Harry smiled as he walked over to them.
"Now, I'm certain that you girls have learned your lesson about sharing," Harry offered and he waved his hand.
Gabrielle and Fleur talked amongst themselves and Gabi got the tongue while Fleur got the cock.
Harry felt the elder sister slam her way onto his cock, her tight walls squeezing his massive pole. He felt pleasure ricochet all through her body. The blonde's tight walls got even tighter as his prick was being pushed up and down.
Gabrielle moaned and cooed his tongue traced patterns around her cunt and she rode him back and forth. Her whining got even more prominent but never the less, Harry was making her feel really good. The wizard kept licking her until she could not take any more.
Lily was now succumbing more to his pleasures and the more she folded against his cock, the more she felt….well that was beside the point. The redhead's cunt clenched the massive rod coursing between her and he went into her, going deeper, deeper, deeper.
His balls slapped against her and her heated core worked him over. The redhead moaned as she arched her hips and pushed back against him. His cock pulsed even stronger as it went all the way into her. Her snatch lovingly hugged him and he kept going even further into her.
"More, please, master," Fleur panted and she felt her sister's hands on her breasts. It was an erotic sight, her baby sister playing with her tits as she rode the tongue of their lover.
Gabrielle shrieked as he stuck a finger up her ass but it was not a shriek of pain but a shriek of pleasure, a shriek of fulfillment.
"More, more, more, please," Gabrielle whimpered and Harry kept using that tongue to go as far into her as he could, licking the inside of her tight little ass as well as her pussy.
Gabrielle and Fleur switched after about an hour. Fleur took his tongue and her pussy was given a through licking. Gabrielle bounced up and down on his cock like a child on a trampoline. She used her pussy to give him pleasure, that was the only thing that mattered.
Her youthful snatch hugged him and her young hips bounded down upon his member. He pushed back up into her and he groaned as he grabbed her young ass. Her moans got even louder, more prominent and Harry was about to climax on several levels.
His balls tightened as he shot his load into all of the snatches available, filling them up nearly to the brim.
Fleur, Nym, Lily, and Gabrielle all looked nice and fucked, with drool coming out of their mouth as they laid.
"I hope you two girls learned a valuable lesson," Harry offered as he held Gabrielle against him, the young Veela snuggling against him.
"Yes, we have, master," Fleur commented with a smile.
"For sure, master," Gabrielle said as she leaned back against his chest.
"I'm glad you have," Harry told them sternly.
After that, it was time for his final confrontation with Voldemort and he was sure many thought it would be epic.
Albus Dumbledore made more than a few mistakes during his time but he was willing to rectify them now even though he was in the last years of his life.
He had lost much more than he would care to admit out loud. The wizened wizard took half of a step forward and held his head up in the air as he kept walking. His heart skipped a beat and a half as he continued to walk.
There was a purpose in his eyes, there was a purpose in his mind, there was a purpose to everything that he was doing. Every single mistake the old wizard made, it rebounded in the back of his head, a constant symphony of terror, an echoing of doom in the back of his head.
There was something that Harry said to him that was correct. He could have defeated Voldemort at any time but he chose to believe the Prophecy. It was a folly that left him just as much to blame with what happened as the Dark Lord himself was. It was going to be a folly that would be corrected in due time. He kept walking, his head up straight and his feet on the ground.
It was with a purpose as he walked to the house, the Riddle House. It was almost devious in the sense that Voldemort made sure that the few who knew who he was, knew how much he loathed the unworthy Riddles which he came from. Those who did not know, well it would have been the perfect hiding place never the less.
Dumbledore stood at the door and watched calmly. He saw the door on the hinges about blown off. There was a sense of darkness in the air that the old man could not even figure.
He did recall his theory that the Dark Lord would have made more than a few Horcruxes. However, he shook his head and kept pressing forward. His eyes burned bright, he could destroy the body, trap his sole in something.
He heard a pained hiss and Dumbledore wondered if Tom had forgotten to feed his snake.
The old wizard gave a tut with his tongue, there were some people who just could not handle the responsibility of having a pet. The Dark Lord Voldemort would be no exception to this rule. It was a shame that he likely corrupted that snake.
"And now we venture into the unknown, Harry," Dumbledore commented as he looked over his shoulder.
The fact that no Harry Potter was standing beside him like he did when he envisioned this scene did not even matter.
Dumbledore took a step inside and nearly choked on the dust. He shook his head, he was going to have to have a serious talk with Gellert about home improvement, there was no way that he should have left his home to fall into this amount of ruin.
"Harry, stay closely behind me, and when I give the signal, you will help me contain him, but naturally, do not kill him, for he is not beyond redemption," Dumbledore offered as he stood over his shoulder. "Very good, remain underneath the cloak, that's a good boy. I'm sure your parents, if they were alive, they would be proud of you."
There was no response but Dumbledore figure that was just Harry being shy. He continued to venture into the unknown and the Headmaster kept walking.
'Almost there,' he thought to himself as he made quicker strides inside. If he was not mistaken, Gellert Gridelwald would be upstairs.
"WORMTAIL, I TOLD YOU TO COME THREE DAYS AGO!"
"Oh dear, it appears that Gellert has lost his mind, calling for someone called Wormtail, it's a pity when someone loses all sense of reality like that," Dumbledore said ironically.
There was a moment's pause and everything appeared to be silent, almost like there was a whistling in the wind. Dumbledore stood, his neck craned, his back arched, and he kept waiting. There was a few seconds where he paused long enough.
"GELLERT, YOU ARE TO COME OUT AND FACE ME, THIS HAS GONE ON TOO LONG!" Dumbledore yelled.
"DUMBLEDORE?" Voldemort asked in confusion and he got up from his chair, resembling a walking skeleton more than a man. His flesh was completely gone and he looked like he was only being held together by magic.
Inferi looked better.
"Gellert, I see that you've seen better days," Dumbledore offered as he looked at the image of what he perceived as Gridelwald.
"YOU!" Voldemort shouted as he suddenly saw Dumbledore's body, almost like a image had been switched in his brain, shift into that of Harry Potter. "HARRY POTTER….YOU WILL PAY FOR BESMIRCHING THE DARK LORD VOLDEMORT!"
The most powerful Dark Lord of this time or any other, he noted.
Dumbledore and Voldemort stood face to face with each other. The two of them were about to square off and face each other.
It was like a showdown in the old west, although Dumbledore saw the man who broke his heart in front of him and Voldemort saw the boy who got more NEWTs than him in front of him.
Nagini gave another pained hiss and her body began to swell.
'My lord,' Nagini hissed loudly as she felt something swell up inside of her.
Then the Riddle House blew to smithereens, taking both Voldemort and Dumbledore with it, in an earth shattering kaboom.
Harry turned up outside of the house and looked at the crater in the ground where they once stood. He shrugged, turned around, and went back home.
Lord Voldemort died just like that. He always did come across as someone who didn't have very much staying power but that was absolutely absurd.
'Well that was kind of disappointing,' Harry thought and he shrugged before he did a little jig, realizing that since Voldemort was done, so was he.
Technically speaking, Harry supposed he did fulfill the prophecy, he did defeat Voldemort, because he destroyed his Horcruxes which caused a chain reaction leading to the final one going up.