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Lord Potter and the fallen Malfoys	By : Croenkh Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 13134 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Punishment
- 1
Draco climbed up the stairs and stopped in front of the door. He took a few deep breaths to compose himself. This was the last place he ever wanted to come back to. With one last moment of hesitation he raised his hand and knocked.
After only about three seconds the door swung open. At first Draco saw no one, then he looked down to see the house elf who came to greet him.
“Mister Malfoy. Master was expecting you. Please, follow this humble servant,” the elf squeaked and gestured to Draco to step inside. It didn't escape him that the elf only addressed him as ‘Mister’. Not Lord, not even Master…
Draco swallowed his anger. Any other time and he would have hexed the little pest for disrespecting him. But right now he couldn't allow himself to give into his anger.
Especially since he was certain that the elf addressed him like that on an order of his owner.
As they stepped inside the door closed on its own. “Please, this way” the Elf turned right at the end of the hallway. When Draco followed he found himself in a big dining room with a massive table in the middle and at least twenty chairs around it. All of them were the same except for the one on the opposite side. This one was more like a small throne. On it was the one person that made Draco´s blood boil like no other, Harry Potter.
“Draco. Thank you for coming” he said, as he rose from his seat. He gestured to a chair nearby that moved back to let him sit on it. Draco hesitated for a second. “Sit,” Potter said coldly. Every fiber in Dracos body wanted to ignore him, wanted to attack him.
But he couldn´t. He had to obey Harry Potter.

After the war against Voldemort was won the ministry of magic spearheaded a huge change in the wizarding world. The remaining death eaters were hunted down by the aurors whose ranks increased by a lot to make sure they were up to the tasks. Many death eaters were killed as they rather fought to the death than be apprehended. Those who survived were put on trial, their wealth seized, their families stripped off their ranks and influence. Most were incarcerated in Azkaban. Some of them were given a choice. Join their former comrades, or appeal to influential families. Should they vouch for them the death eaters would be put in their care. Only a very small number of them actually took this chance. Only those who valued the slightest freedom over a life in Azkaban. The Malfoys were torn. Lucius Malfoy refused everything, going as far as to try and attack his judges barehanded. Of course a room full of wizards and witches did not let that happen, and without further trial he was sent off. His wife however showed more remorse. She appealed for herself and for her son, Draco, to be put into someone's care to keep what little freedom they could get.
To everyone's surprise it was none other than Harry Potter who took them in.
Only shortly before he was granted not only the lordship of the noble house Potter but also the lordship of the noble house Black. Together with his countless deeds for the wizarding world in the fight against Voldemort as well as the backing of multiple influential families and fractions, especially those that had followed Dumbledore, he was in quite the position of power. Although some questioned his decision no one dared oppose it.
And with that Narcissa and Draco Malfoy found themselves under the care of Lord Potter.
Although Draco hated everything about it, he was powerless to change it. His only alternative was Azkaban, a place he dared not even think about. So he held his head low and followed the instructions his caretaker gave him.
Overall they did not live a bad life in the following months. Draco was allowed his own place, not grand, not luxurious, but at least for himself. He was also given a job in the ministry. It was mostly boring organizing files in the archives but it made him some money.
Draco even got to spend it as his basic needs like food and clothing was provided by his caretaker. He hated being dependent on Potter but at the same time he couldn't help but realize how well off he was. Potter's greatest weakness in Draco's eyes had always been his soft heart. And it was that same soft heart that seemed to compel him to help even his own nemesis without treating him like dirt.
The only real drawback for Draco was a spell that was put on him and the other death eaters who were not taken to Azkaban which made it possible for the caretakers and officials to track them as well as monitor the spells they used. So, although he had his freedom, Draco was under surveillance all the time. Furthermore, Potter had given him the explicit order to document his daily life, and send owls with his reports on a weekly basis.

Draco sat down. He didn't say a word. Potter gestured for his house elf to leave, then faced him and held his gaze.
After a few moments he broke the silence.
“You know you are supposed to send your weekly reports?” He asked dryly.
Draco tried his hardest not to let his anger overflow. He took a deep breath and nodded.
“And you know you are not supposed to use your magic too much?” Potter pressed on.
Draco nodded again, his eyes blazing with rage of Harry Potter talking down to him and his inability to do anything about it.
“Then why, pray tell, did I not only not receive reports for the last three weeks, but also did I get alerted to you using magic? Moreover forbidden magic?” Potter held his gaze.
After a few seconds of silence he raised his voice again. “Why did you use the imperius curse?” Draco´s gaze dropped but he stayed silent.
This time Potter didn't wait long before speaking again.
“You tell me everything right now, unless you want to be taken to Azkaban this very evening,” he threatened.
“I met a girl,” Draco pressed through his teeth, still looking down on the table.
“And?” Harry pressed on, seemingly losing patience.
His fear took over and Draco told everything. “I met a girl, we went out a few times. I didn't think you needed to know so I didn´t update you on it.”
Potter hit his hand on the table, startling Draco. “The imperius curse!” He shouted.
Draco bit his lip and didn't answer. He didn't need to.
“She didn't give you what you wanted, right? You used the imperius curse and had her sleep with you, am I right?”
Draco's eyes shot up and met Harry´s angry gaze. “How did you…?” He asked.
“I know you, Draco. I know your delusions of everyone being beneath aou. You think you and only you should get what you want, and everyone else has to do your bidding. Let me guess, you couldn't impress her with your lost status, and your character is also not something you can rely on. You probably made advances at her that she didn't like. But since you think so little of the people around you you forced her to obey you. Forced her to do whatever you wanted her to do. Right?” Draco´s face was bright pink. Potter had hit the nail on the head. He couldn't even say anything in his own defense.
“I figured as much.” Potter´s tone got cold.
“You know, I thought long and hard about what to do. I know I should hand you over to the authorities. Should let you rot in Azkaban with the others. But I won´t.”
Draco couldn't suppress his surprise. “You won´t?” He asked, unsure if that was a good thing.
“No, I won´t. And there is one person you can thank for that, and that is your mother.”
Potter snapped his fingers and the House elf appeared again.
“Yes, my lord?” he shrieked.
“Be so kind and fetch Narcissa for me, would you?” Harry said softly.
Inwards Draco felt a whole lot of conflicting emotions.
He won´t send me to Azkaban. Will he kill me instead? Will he let me go? Did he just call my mother by her first name? What did he do to her? Will he punish her instead?
The door behind him opened. Draco spun around to face his mother and instantly a wave of relief washed over him. He wasn't sure what he had expected. His mother in chains. Dirty and unwashed, maybe. Possibly even malnourished, if Potter was that cruel.
But to his surprise she looked well. Dignified even.
She wore a long and flowing gray dress, her hair bound back to a perfect high ponytail. On her ears dangled long silver earrings and her neck was adorned with a broad diamond necklace from which a string of diamonds went down and disappeared into her cleavage. Malnurishment was also out of question, she looked healthy as can be.
But as soon as their gazes met his stomach tightened. He felt like a little kid whose teacher asked his mother to come in to talk about his failings.
Narcissa Malfoy entered the room and bowed slightly towards Harry.
“My lord sent for me?” She said without a word towards Draco who winced when he heard his mother call his nemesis ‘my lord’.
“Yes, Narcissa, please have a seat.” He pointed to the chair next to his.
When She did as she was told he turned to Draco again.
“You see, Draco, I had a talk with your mother this morning. I told her about your shortcomings and your usage of the curse.” Neither Malfoy said a word. Narcissa looked at her son in a mix of anger and sadness. Draco looked around between her and Potter, unsure what to say.
Then Narcissa spoke. “Draco, I did everything I could to keep you from harm. When they took away your father, Merlin knows he deserved it, I begged for you. I threw myself into the dust before the judges. Pleaded with them to spare you, even going so far as to offer myself up for punishment if only they spared you.”
Draco couldn't hold her gaze. His heart sank when he heard this.
“Then, in a moment of pure selflessness, Lord Potter listened. Not only to my wishes of you being spared, but he even extended his mercy to me. For which I am eternally grateful,” she said with a nod to Potter, who smiled weakly back at her.
“And now here you are after betraying this very act of mercy. You spat into his face, and with that in mine.” She sounded hurt. She looked hurt. Draco still couldn't talk.
Harry raised his voice this time.
“Now, Draco. Like I said, I know you. You and your ways of thinking. Of feeling superior. And I know you well enough to be aware that threats won't work on you. And I am not going to send you to Azkaban. Your mother once again appealed to my good nature. And once again, I listened to her.” Draco looked up at him in disbelief. Potter wasn't looking at him. He looked at Narcissa, his hand moved on top of hers. Draco was surprised to see her not only not pulling her hand away, but taking Potter's hand, smiling warmly at him.
“But,” He added, “I do believe a demonstration to remind you of your place is in order.
To show you who is in charge and in power. And to make you see that you are only here because of my soft spot for your mother. Narcissa, if you please?”
Draco´s eyes darted to his mother. She looked at Harry, hesitant, and asked “Right now, my lord?”. Potter silently nodded. Draco was confused. “What…” He started, but his mother sighed and rose from her seat. To Draco´s surprise she reached behind her back and opened up her dress. When she was done it slid down her body and pooled at her feet.
Draco was stunned. Not only did his own mother undress right there in front of him and Harry Potter, but it revealed something even weirder.
Beneath her dress she wore no regular undergarments. She was clad in a tight black corset. No bra, he stared at his mother´s bare breasts. Too stunned to do anything but stare he saw Potter extending his hand. Only then did he realize that the part of the necklace that went into her cleavage was like a long leash that dangled down to her knees. Potter took it, and pulled slightly on it, signalling her to come to him. “You look gorgeous as always,” He hummed. Narcissa went red, but a faint smile graced her lips.
When she stood next to him, Potter's hand found its way to her ass.
That brought Draco´s rage over the edge, and he shot up. But before he could even try and reach for his wand, Harry pointed his at him and without any verbal incantation a bright light shot towards Draco. He was forced back on his seat unable to move.
“You stay right there, Draco!” Potter boomed. “I won't hurt her, don´t worry. Oh, and in case you think I used a similar curse on her than you used, take my word that Narcissa here is free from any magical influence. Here.” He held his wand towards her and muttered revelare.
Nothing happened. The spell to uncover any spells used on the recipient had nothing to disenchant.
Without another word Potter pulled on the leash again and Narcissa bent down to meet his lips. Draco´s eyes widened as his mother kissed his peer. And it was not a quick little pecker. It was a passionate kiss.
Harry grabbed her by the hip and pulled her close. Narcissa, without breaking the kiss, swung her leg around and straddled Potter´s lap. Her arms reached around his head and pulled him closer. Potter's hands wandered around her body.
When he cupped one of her breasts Narcissa broke the kiss and with a slight moan threw her head back. Potter´s head shot forwards and peppered her neck with kisses.
“Oh, yes, my lord,” Narcissa breathed heavily. Harry fondled her breast with one hand, and the other was on her ass again, squeezing. Narcissa rocked back and forth slightly, pressing herself into his hands. Then she chuckled. “My lord, your pants seem to be awfully tight.”
Harry pulled back from her neck and answered “You are as observant as ever. Would you mind helping me with that?”
Without a word Narcissa got up from his lap, just to go down on her knees before him.
“Hold on,” Harry said. With a flick of his wand his chair turned slightly towards the still petrified Draco. Narcissa avoided looking at him, and from next to the chair she unfastened Harry´s belt and opened his zipper. A moment later Harry´s cock stood at attention right before her eyes.”Go on,” he said, smiling at her. Beaming back at him, Narcissa clasped her delicate hand around it and started to stroke it slowly. Harry closed his eyes and leaned back. He put his hand on the back of her head, petting her tenderly. His other hand was still holding the diamond leash.
Draco was fuming but couldn't do anything besides watch his mother with a cock in hand drawing closer to it and kissing the tip.
Harry let out a small moan. She took that as a sign of encouragement and started licking his shaft with slow, long strokes of her tongue. With her other hand she started to massage his balls. Harry seemingly enjoyed it quite a lot. His breathing got heavier, and his hand stopped petting her and slightly pushed her towards his cock.
Narcissa understood and with one swift motion took most of his dick in her mouth, before slightly gagging and pulling back. Then she did it again. “Merlin, Narcissa you are amazing. I can´t get enough of you,” Harry groaned. His hand on her head was now setting the pace for her. Her head bobbed up and down, one hand stroking his shaft, the other fondling his balls.
Draco was appalled when he heard the wet and gurgling noises that came from his mother.
When Harry moaned louder she picked up speed. She was almost taking his whole cock in her mouth each time, just to pull back. Spit ran down his shaft and her face. Then Harry grunted “I´m close!” And with that he pulled her by the hair. With a wet plop his cock left her mouth but she kept stroking faster. “Show me your pretty face,” He said with a husky voice and looked down where he still held her in place by the hair. Narcissa kept stroking while smiling at him and aiming his cock at her face. And just seconds later it started twitching and shot a load of white right on her porcelain skin. Then a second one and a third. Rope after rope of thick white cum hit Narcissa Malfoy´s face, shoulders, and breasts. All throughout she kept stroking him. And when he had finished she greedily took him in her mouth again, sucking and licking to get every last drop. Harry´s hips bucked up, and he had to pull her away from it as the sensation was too much for his now sensitive cock.
“There it is,” he smiled at her cum covered face. To Draco´s shock she once again beamed at him and wiped some of his cum off her face with a finger that she then sucked on with obvious delight.
“You did well, gorgeous,” Harry complimented her after catching his breath a bit.
“Thank you, my lord,” Narcissa answered. “Shall I clean myself up?” She asked.
“No, stay like this for a little longer. I love seeing you covered like that.”
Then he turned to Draco again who would have killed him on the spot if he could have.
“You probably have a lot of questions.To answer the first one: Yes. Very often. A few times yesterday. Many times over the last month. And so on, and so forth. You get the picture. Now, the rest I´ll let your mother explain. Narcissa, I want you to get on the table on all fours, facing him. Oh, and you won´t need your panties.”
Narcissa stood up and Draco's eyes unintentionally looked down while she did as she was told. The front of her dark panties had a huge wet spot on them, and when she pulled them down he quickly looked away, but not before seeing her glistening wet and shaved pussy.
She climbed up on the table, not meeting her son´s gaze.
There she was, just a few feet away from him, mostly naked cum covered, and her rear towards Harry Potter.
“As my lord said,” She started, quietly. “I am not under a spell. I am doing this on my own volition. When Lord Potter took us in, took me in, as he allowed you to have a place of your own, he told me he wanted to keep me around. That was the only condition for him to also vouch for you. I accepted immediately. And since then I live here, and I have everything I need. Well, almost,” She continued. “I asked for a few things over time. A few luxuries that I was missing. And he was happy to oblige. Lord Potter is a generous man. He rarely wanted anything in return. He only asked for my company every now and then. And over aaahnn…”
Narcissa moaned mid sentence. While she was talking Harry had massaged her asscheeks, and without a warning he leaned forward and licked her slit. “Keep going,” he said, his face still close to her rear.
“Over time I, nnnh… I got to spend more and more time with ah… with Lord Potter. We talked about everything. And over time we evennnngh… we even talked about our… our needs. It was, oh yes, my lord, yes, keep going,” she trailed off as he started licking her again. Slowly at first, but over time with more urgency.
“I'm sure you do not need the whole sto- story. But let me tell you that I realised a lot about me, my desires, and my standing. All my OH MERLIN!” She moaned as Harry slid two fingers into her with no resistance at all. She was soaking wet.
“All my life I´ve, aaah, I´ve had to be cautious. Do the, oh yes, the things that were expected of me. Talk a certain way. BE a certain way. Please, don´t stop, my Lord! But now all of it is gone. All of my duties as a family member of a noble house, oh, yes… aaaahn… All of the pressure is gone. And with my lord Potter I can just… I can just enjoy life without having to watch every step of the way. Aaaah, my lord, I am close…” She moaned. As soon as she said that, Harry pulled back. She gave a small whimper of protest. “Tell him our deal, Narcissa,” Harry mused. She got a little redder in the face. “Do I… do I have to?” She asked him, almost shily. “Do you want me to continue or not?” He scoffed slightly.
“Yes, please, please keep going my lord!” She hurriedly pleaded.
“Then tell him all about our deal. Oh, and lay down on your back, same direction.” Harry ordered.
Narcissa immediately did as she was told. “You see, over time as we grew closer,” she started again, this time lying in front of her son, looking up to him with her still cum covered face. Draco was furious. He wanted to scream. He wanted to run. He wanted to murder Potter. But he still could not move. He couldn't even close his eyes. All he could do was watch Harry Potter do unspeakable things to his mother, and listening to her talk about them having sex. “Lord Potter did not just think about his pleasures and desires. He cared equally as much about mine. After we got more comfortable around each other he even asked me about my fantasies.Don´t worry, I won't get into that.”
Harry positioned himself right before Narcissa´s slit, his cock in hand. “Speaking of getting into something,” he chuckled, and gently pushed his cock into her wet pussy.
Narcissa jerked up, startled, and let out a big moan. Harry slowly moved in and out of her, enjoying the view right in front of him. “Keep going,” He ordered.
Between moans of pleasure, Narcissa started talking again, this time faster, to get through it and hopefully to get release.
“We tried many things, my fantasies, his fantasies, oh MERLIN this feels amazing! And then he offered me a deal. My lord offered me to stay with him, not as a guest, but as his ...lover. I would get whatever, yes, yes, YES… whatever I wanted, he´d fulfill my every wish, and he promised me more leniency with you, if I… oh, Merlin, do I have to say it? Aaaah, alright, I´ll say it, please keep it going! I am my lord Potter´s sex toy! I am his filthy sex toy! He can do whatever he wants to me! Fuck me harder, please my lord, PLEASE!” She pleaded frantically. Draco was in shock. Even if the spell that bound him wasn't there he probably wouldn't have been able to move anyway. His mother, his always elegant and proper mother, was getting fucked in front of her own son, and was enjoying it. Moreover, she begged for it, screamed about being someone else´s sex toy. Potter´s sex toy.
“Isn´t she amazing?” Harry asked, panting as he kept thrusting into her. “She agreed after only a few days of consideration. And happily so.”
Narcissa kept loudly announcing her approval. “But as much as I would, hnngh… would like to make your mother, my toy, happy, I want to use this as a teaching moment. Prohibere!” A blue bolt shot out of Harry´s wand and onto Narcissa's pussy and his cock. “What was… Aaaaah!” She started, but couldn't finish as Harry thrust harder and harder into her.
The whole table shook slightly. “This spell makes it impossible for you and I to come until I undo it,” Harry grunted. He picked up the pace even more. Narcissa looked at him in shock which immediately switched back to pleasure as she was getting railed. “Why… Why, my lord? Please, I am so close…” She whined and moved her hips more aggressively towards him to try and get off. “To teach your son a lesson about power and who holds it!” Harry answered. Then he stopped and pulled out.
“Narcissa, stand up. I want you to bend over and steady yourself on Draco´s armrests.”
Quickly she did as she was told.Her face was now incredibly close to Draco´s and he could smell Potter´s juices. He would have spat if he was able to. Then his mother's face showed pleasure again. She moaned loudly as Harry once again entered her, not caring about starting slow this time. He grabbed her waist and slammed into her over and over.
“My lord, please, please, aaaah, please, FUCK, PLEASE LET ME CUM!” She sounded more and more desperate between moans.
Harry had his wand in hand again. “Dimittis ex parte!” He shouted. Draco closed his eyes due to the intense light. When he opened them again, still watching his own mother get fucked, he realised that he could move his head. He tried to say something, but his voice still wouldn't work. His body wouldn't move either.
“Draco, it's your turn,” Harry almost shouted to make sure he would be heard over Narcissa´s loud moans and pleas for release. “I gave you the ability to move your head back. I will, hngh… I will let your mother get the release she craves if you look at her and nod. I… Oh god… mmmh… I will let her cum with my cock buried in her, and I will fill her up with my seed. IF you give the signal.”
Draco looked at him disgusted. He frantically shook his head.
“Looks like we won't be able to come any… uuuhn… any time soon, Narcissa,” Harry said while going faster, almost violently. Narcissa´s eyes were glistening, a lonely tear went down her cheek and mixed with the now hardening jizz. “Draco… please… uuuuhn… Oh god, please, please, please, let me cum! Please, I beg of you, just give the sign! Oooh Merlin… fuck, aaah! Please let me come!” She whined. She would have never uttered those words, but she had been on the edge of orgasm for what felt like an eternity without any chance of relief. To make it even worse, Harry reached around and used his fingers to play with her clit. She jolted up, the stimuli too much to bear. She was almost screaming now. “Let me cum, LET ME CUM, PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!”
Harry was in the same predicament. His balls were aching, ready to release at any time, but he couldn´t. And he wouldn't release the spell now, as much as he wanted to.
“Come on, Draco, let my toy cum. She deserves it for being my good slut, don´t you think?” He pressed out.
“YES, I am a good toy! I am a good Slut, I'm a whore, I am whatever you want me to be! Just let me cum, PLEASE!” She screamed desperately.
Draco nodded. He nodded twice, then his head slumped down, his gaze broken.
Harry immediately shouted “Finis!”, and with a grunt he felt his balls violently convulse, shooting spurt after spurt of thick hot cum into Narcissa's pussy, filling her up completely. It overflowed and some of the jizz ran down her inner thighs.
Meanwhile Narcissa came hard. It was so intense that she lost the grip on the armrests of the chair and she slumped over into Draco's lap. Unable to prop herself up she stayed there, moaning and groaning loudly, her whole body twitching and shaking. While cumming Harry kept thrusting into her, his hand still on her clit. She pushed her rear back, taking all of Harry in again and again, until she was so exhausted that she fell down to the floor, panting.
Harry, weak in his legs, got down on the floor beside her. After a quick scourgify spell her face was clean again, and they started to kiss passionately, tongues caressing one another.
After a while they just lay there, arm in arm, still catching their breath.

“Draco, I hope you learned your lesson. You are only here because of my good heart, and your mother´s incredible... company”, Harry said to a silent Draco. His hand was on Narcissa's ass, and when he mentioned her his gaze wandered over her still half naked body. He hadn't given her the order to get dressed yet. He had allowed her to remove all his jizz magically which she refused. It still was in her and still slowly poured out of her and down her legs. “Draco, I am sorry for all this. But know this is the only way for us to live somewhat normal lives. And I know you don't want to hear this now, but I am happy. I love my new role, and I hope you´ll find one for you soon,” Narcissa said, quietly. She wanted to hug her son, but was afraid it would do more harm than good right now.
Harry spoke up again “So, can I look forward to your weekly reports again?” He asked.
Draco nodded weakly, eyes fixed on the floor.
“Then you can go home now. And please, for all of our sake, keep out of trouble,” Harry said, earnestly.
Draco didn´t reply, he turned around and went to leave.
When he was almost out the door he heard Potter say “About the sex toy thing, Narcissa.I don´t know if I like calling you slut or whore. But I might have another idea.”
Draco turned around to see Potter holding up a buttplug with a long furry tail.
“How about `my pet`?” he asked. When Narcissa beamed happily and pulled him close for a kiss, Draco hurried outside, unloading his stomach onto the stairs of Potter´s mansion.
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