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Daphne's Slave Jasmine Potter	By : AbbyChan Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 34841 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Jasmine and I ended up snuggling on the couch. We had nothing planned till after dinner where we are meeting up with Hermione. I was a little worried about meeting her most muggle-borns that join the wizarding world seem to think it is backwards and while some are, other things are not.

Many of our traditions have been lost due to wanting to appease them. Yule and Samhain are both outstanding examples that are now called Christmas and Halloween. The muggle-borns don’t seem to think that we would be offended at having a Christian holiday after they burned hundreds of witches and wizards at the stake.

I know that she has been trying to free the house-elves with the whole S.P.E.W as slavery is wrong, all based on how a few families treat their house-elves the bond between house-elves and wizards and witches isn’t slavery it more of a mutual agreement to provide them with magic in exchange for them working alongside us. She is no doubt making all the house elves unhappy.

That is overlooking that Hermione can’t ‘Free’ them by giving them clothes as only the head of the family they joined can, which would be the headmaster. So all she is doing is making them upset for nothing. I hope our first meeting doesn’t go too badly wrong, but I won’t stand for her talking about our heritage and traditions in a negative light.

Pulling Jasmine’s robe open, I started to kiss down her neck while admiring how nice her collar looks on her.

“Come on, let’s get on the bed,” I told her while pulling her onto her feet.

And half-carrying Jasmine to the bed before laying her on the bed, claiming next to her, and pulling her close next to me. One of my favourite things is cuddling with my slaves. I no doubt pamper them far too much, but how can I not? They are both so cute. When Jasmine learns to use her metamorph abilities, I will become obsessed with her having cat ears to stroke. That trip to magical Japan had a bad influence on me, after all.

I hope we can go travelling over the summer. I know Jasmine has never left the UK in her childhood, or the ministry would have known about it, and that would no doubt ended up being news. Her first trip to Diagon Ally was in the newspaper, but it seemed like she didn’t know about it. Given how shy and private she was, I doubt that she would ever want to talk to the papers, let alone the Daily Prophet given how it is nothing more than a voice for the Ministry of Magic. The Wizarding World News would be a much better choice.

Checking the time, it was close to dinner time.

“We have to go to dinner. I will meet you in the room for your swimming lesson,” Daphne told Jasmine.

“I am still bring Hermione, right?” Jasmine checked with Daphne.

“Yes, I would love to meet your best friend. I would guess we are not telling her about the whole mistress and slave relationship?” Daphne asked Jasmine to see if she wanted her to know about their relationship. Daphne thought it was a little soon to be telling people about it and didn’t want the rest of Slytherin house to know about it at all.

“Err, no, she hates house elves being enslaved. It would only start an argument if we told her about us. She would no doubt gloss over the fact that it is consensual, so we will keep a secret, for now, Mistress,” Jasmine said, afraid that I would take it in the wrong way.

“I was thinking the same thing,” Daphne told Jasmine while stealing a kiss from her. “Right, get your cloak on, and let’s sneak you out of her for dinner. Oh, and you best be eating a balanced meal that means plenty of vegetables, “ Daphne told Jasmine, giving her a playful glare.

“Yes, mistress, plenty of vegetables”, Jasmine replied quickly back.

“Okay, let go,” Daphne said, covering Jasmine in the invisibility cloak. Walking out of the room, hoping that Jasmine doesn’t bump into anyone as they leave.

“Sister! Let got to dinner together,” Astoria said, jumping into a hug from Daphne.

“How have you been, little sis?” Daphne asked. She had not spent as much time as she usually would with her little sister over Yule. She would have to introduce Jasmine to Astoria so that they could spend more time together without having to exclude each other. Fortunately, she knew that Astoria was very good at keeping a secret, so there was no real problem telling her about her and Jasmine’s new relationship, and she, like the rest of the Greengrass family, couldn’t care about blood status. My parents don’t care about it either, and our family has a few business ties in the muggle world that make us a fair amount of money.

“Come on, let’s head off to dinner then,” Daphne told Astoria, linking their arms together.

“So you went to the Yule Ball with the girl who lived?” Astoria asked me. I could see many of the other Slytherins around us were curious why I would go with her.

“Well, none of the boys I wanted to go with asked me. So I picked someone that would be useful in the future. She is the head of house potter after all and famous, so having some rapport with her can only be a good thing,” Daphne told her sister. Knowing that it would spread within the rest of the house by nighttime. Giving her a way of being with Jasmine and making everyone think it was for future political stuff.

Walking into the great hall, I could see that Jasmine was already there, and she seemed to have piled plenty of vegetables on her plate good. She had a thing for not eating a lot of the main meal and fill up on treacle tart.

“So, how was your day, Astoria,” Daphne asked while placing food on mine and her plate and then pouring her a glass of orange juice. Not sure which crazy person came up with pumpkin juice, but they need a killing curse to the face. That stuff is not for drinking.

“It has been boring, nothing to do. And you abandoned me.” Astoria said while giving me an adorable pout before turning back to her food and digging into her meal.

“Can you forgive your big mean sister, and we can spend the day together tomorrow,” Daphne asked Astoria back, playing her game. I did spoil my sister far too much, but our parents were not the most loving. I know they do love us. They are just bad at showing it.

Looking around the Great hall, I could see that most of the boys were staring at Fleur and Gabrielle like they had never seen a Veela before and had no discipline. Many of the males from Slytherin were unable to help themselves and would keep looking at them both. No doubt, when they get back to the common room, they will go on a rant about filthy half breeds this and dirty half breeds that ignoring the fact they would all sleep with them at the drop of a hat.

Looking at them both, they were incredibly beautiful. They both had a mix of blond and silver hair that made it shimmer in the light that fell down to their waist with flawless skin free of any blemishes and seemed to have a slight glow with perfect bodies, not too fat or skinny and perfect curves. I could see why females dislike/hate Veela’s out of jealousy.

But one of the most incredible thing about both of them were their eyes. I had only seen eyes like that in Jasmine, whose deep vivid green eyes were my favourite part about Jasmine’s body. I could stare into them for hours on end. Unlike Jasmine, they both had blue eyes, with Fleur’s eyes being a vivid azure blue that you can easily get lost in. As for Gabrielle, her eyes must have taken some of her other parents as they were an aqua blue like the sea. They were by the most enchanting features of both the Veela.

Looking back at Jasmine, I hoped that she hadn’t seen me checking out the Veela. I wouldn’t want to hurt her feeling or make her think she has to be Veela level of beauty. She had not seemed to notice, but she could just be playing it off. I saw that she had eaten her dinner and even got seconds with extra vegetables.

“Fine, but we are spending all day tomorrow together”, Astoria said in a haughty voice. Leaning over, I hugged her and kissed her forehead. I thought that a night with a Veela would be amazing, but baby steps just two more days before she can get some more Futa potions, so Jasmine and I can have an actual first time, and she will need to up the order amount.

Daphne saw that both Jasmine and Hermione were taking their time with the meal and decided she would get to the room before they did.

“I will see you later tonight,” Daphne said, hugging her sister, and she got up and left to get the room ready she was sure that she would not be spending the night with Jasmine tonight and that she would be sleeping in her house dorm room. Maybe Jasmine will sneak her in at some point for some fun.

Getting to the room, it turned back into mainly a swimming pool and public bath with a sauna and dry room. She and none of her family were sure how the room worked, just that you thought what you wanted the room to look like, and poof, that is what the room became. It was, however, limited in what it could do, bathrooms, bedroom or sitting rooms and library it could do but nothing beyond that so duelling arena or anything cool like that.

Then again, she only used it as a personal bathroom or bedroom, or a place to hook up without having to worry about someone barging in the sauna and massaging tables were excellent now that Tracey could give a fantastic back rub she would have to make sure Jasmine got to experience one.

Daphne heard the door open, and two people walk into the room. It seemed that Jasmine had not warned Hermione about the room, or maybe she didn’t believe her about the room.

“Hey, ready to start swimming? We can work on swimming underwater if you have got breaststroke somewhat.” I asked Jasmine while Hermione was looking around the room.

“What is this room?” Hermione asked as she was looking around, causing my eye to twitch. I saw Jasmine give me a timid and embarrassed smile. I gave her one back.

“Hmm, it is a room my family found a few hundred years ago, and we have been using it ever since when we want to relax. It is a lot like the prefect’s bathroom. I would guess it was a prefect or staff bathroom a long time ago, Miss Granger.” Daphne said to her politely, wanting to make a good impression.

“So no one else knows about this room? You have been keeping it to yourself?” Hermione asked in a somewhat accusing and disapproving voice. I saw Jasmine twitch when Hermione took that tone with me.

“The staff know about it as for other students they don’t know about it and why would I tell them it’s a nice place to come and get away from everyone or to study in silence and I would like to keep it that way, Miss Granger,” I told her making my tone no-nonsense to get my point across.

“Right, let’s get into our swimwear. After all, Jasmine only has just over five weeks before February the 24th, and she needs to learn to swim well and get used to using Gillyweed and then learn a few spells that will help her.” I said, getting back on track to why everyone is here.

“Yes, let’s” Jasmine jumped in and pulled Hermione off to get changed in a different room, not sure why as we are all girls, and I have seen Jasmine naked and will be seeing it a lot more.

A few minutes later, they both walked out with Jasmine wearing a bikini, and Hermione was wearing an unflattering one-piece suit which took all of my willpower not to react to or make a comment about.

“Right, we are ready,” Jasmine said, pulling Hermione with her.

“Okay, well, we will move to the deep part of the pool. You have only been in the shallow area, so you had the safety net of the floor in the deep end. The floor is twenty meters deep so that it will be much more like the lake.” I told her wanting to move the lessons to the next stage.

“Okay ya, we can try that”, Jasmine said, taking a nervous breath, worried about the lack of the floor.

“Don’t worry, Hermione and I will be next to you, so you will be one hundred per cent safe,” I told Jasmine to reassure her that she will be fine.

“Yes, I took a lifeguarding course when I was younger,” Hermione said to Jasmine.

We all moved to the pool, with Jasmine jumping in with a cannonball making a large splash with Hermione and me jumping in after her. We then started to swim to the deeper area of the pool, with Jasmine doing an okay job of the breaststroke, reminding me how stupid the whole tri-wizard was stupid.

“Right, so just get used to swimming above the water, then we can move to under the water”, I instructed Jasmine as Hermione and I was treading water before Hermione made us some floats, so our legs didn’t tire out.

I could see Hermione taking what I guessed were meant to be sneaky looks at me. I wasn’t sure what Jasmine had told her in terms of our relationship. Did she say we are just friends or maybe girlfriends? I should have got all of this nailed down before meeting Hermione. Then again, finding out what she said they were is also enjoyable.

“Jasmine said you help her find out the clue for the 2nd task?” Hermione asked in an attempt to make some small talk.

“Ya, I found her crying after the Yule ball and thought it would help take her mind off it. It was only due to knowing about merfolk that I could tell her what the clue was, not sure how other champions are doing with it.” I replied.

“I couldn’t find anything about the symbols on the outside in the library,” Hermione said more to herself than me.

“Maybe they are in books about merfolk how knows how you were meant to figure it out,” I told her, not bothering to think what the ministry was thinking.

I saw that Hermione was trying to build her courage to ask something but kept backing out before she asked.

“Jasmine! Let’s move underwater now,” I shouted out to her. I didn’t want her to be too tired for the main part of today seeing her swim over to Hermione and me.

“Okay, how is this going to work?” Jasmine asked.

“Well, it is the same as above water. You just need to hold your breath and keep your eyes open underwater now. Do you want to stay here or go to the shallows and practice there first?” I asked Jasmine.

“Can we start in the shallows?” Jasmine asked nervously.

“Yep, let’s go probably the best to start there anyway”, I comforted her while swimming to the shallows with Jasmine as Hermione grabbed all of the floats.

“What did you tell Hermione about us relationship-wise” I whisper asked Jasmine, seeing that Hermione was out of earshot.

“I said that we are sating but to keep it quiet as it could cause a lot of problems for us both from our houses,” Jasmine told me, looking worried. “That was okay right?”

“Ya, you are allowed to tell your best friend,” I whisper back to her.

Jasmine spent the next ten minutes practising her swimming underwater. I could see that Hermione was no doubt not going to work up the courage to ask me, or maybe she didn’t know what to ask, so I guess I will have to start for her.

“Is there something you want to ask me? You keep looking like you want to ask something before stopping yourself.” Daphne asked Hermione.

“You two are dating”, Hermione stated more than asked.

“Yes, we are… is that a problem,” Daphne asked, looking Hermione in the eyes.

Hermione didn’t reply. I guessed she was still trying to make up her mind. After all, I had done nothing wrong to Jasmine and only helped her. I know that she had never heard me say anything about muggleborns due to not holding negative views about them.

We spent the next hour helping Jasmine with her swimming with a tense atmosphere. I was sure that she would say something or ask some form of a question but held off for Jasmine’s sake. Maybe she would wait till she could get me alone before interrogating me.

Getting out of the pool, we headed off to the sauna to dry off and relax.

“Well, we can start using the Gillyweed so that you can get used to it. I am sure that it will be strange,” I told Jasmine thinking of the underwater fun we can try. Hmm, none stop oral sounds good.

“It gives you webbed feet and hands and gills. Ya, it will be a strange thing. No doubt can’t be worse than polyjuice,” Jasmine grumbled out.

“The taste is meant to change depending on the person you are becoming”, Hermione said.

“That reminds me never leave your hairbrushes out where other people can get them, or they could steal your hair to use with the polyjuice potion. All pureblood girls are warned about this, not sure about muggleborns,” I warned them both, remembering how my mum painted an alarming picture of what they could do with it.

“Is it that bad?” Jasmine asked.

“Yes, and for you, it is even worse. You are famous in pretty much everywhere in the magical world, not just in Britain. Due to that, I am sure many men have a dark and twisted fantasy about you and would pay for your hair to live them out, not to mention they could take pictures running your life.” I told her, taking a pause.

“That is not even mentioning places in knockturn alley where they have polyjuice brothels who would love to offer you as an option for so-called former death eaters. Promise me you will keep things with your hair or fingernails hidden or safe. Your best just vanishing the hair after using your brush; that is what I do.” I stressed to them both but mainly Jasmine.

“Is it really that big of a thing?” Hermione asked, puzzled, having never thought about it.

“Not for ordinary witches and not for wizards but for the heiress of powerful families or famous witches yes and revolting the wizarding world has a few issues and laws about potions are one of them.

Something that I hope to change in the future take love potions. They are nothing more than the liquid version of the Imperius curse, but unlike the curse, a love potion carries a fine, and maybe Azkaban” told them passionately it was something that made me feel revolted.

I saw that both Jasmine and Hermione were both disturbed about that.

“It has got to be more than a fine that is outrageous”, Hermione started to rant.

“No, they would get a fine if they got caught. Here is an example let’s say Malfoy used a love potion on Jasmine. They had a fling for a few weeks. Sure some people would be questioning it.

Then let’s say Malfoy had sex with her and then stops giving her the potion depending on which love potion it is that could leave her body in 2 maybe three days after that, she would wake up and realise what has happened now that she isn’t under the influence of the potion. Still, now that the potion is no longer in her, she can’t prove he used on her good luck taking that to court, and that is ignoring how he would bribe his way out of it regardless. I said to paint a picture of what could really happen.

“That means don’t ever take food or drink from people that you don’t know, Jasmine. I mean it.” I told her sternly, hoping to get across that it was actually an order, but I would tell her again when we are alone.

“It is as bad as house-elves”, Hermione huffed out.

“House-elves?” I asked her seeing Jasmine shake her head as I did so.

“Yes, it is slavery and barbaric and evil. I can not believe that so many in the wizarding world would allow slavery” Hermione started to rant out.

“Did you do any research about house-elves and the bond they share with wizards and witches?” I asked Hermione.

“I looked, but there was nothing I could find about them. No doubt trying to hide the fact that slavery is alive and well in the wizarding world.” Hermione said I saw that Jasmine brushed her hand on her Collar/necklace with a soft smile on her face. Seeing that brought a warm fuzzy feeling knowing that she didn’t seem to regret her choice.

“Hermione house-elves need the bond with a source of magic. It is not slavery per se more of an exchange we supply them with magic, and in exchange, they work for us,” I told her, knowing many muggleborns don’t really get the bond of house-elves.

“Don’t get me wrong, some families abuse and mistreat them. If you really want to help house-elves, you should aim to find some way to fix that trying to free all house-elves would simply kill them off.” I informed her.

“But it is wrong,” Hermione said, steadfast in her opinion.

“Yes, it is wrong to abuse house-elves”, I agreed with her.

“No, it’s wrong. They are slaves they just don’t understand that they are slaves,” Hermione tried to tell me.

“They are not slaves. They are not paid in money, but they are paid in magic, not to mention they get housing, food and water all included and they are very smart my house elf taught my sister and me how to read and write and maths.

Trying to free them would be seen as an insult to them and would make it next to impossible to ask them what they want as they would ignore you and simply lie or not tell the truth.” I finished up.

Checking the time, it was already eight o clock at night with curfew starting at nine for our year.

“Curfew is in an hour, and seeing as we are not spending the night cuddling together, Jasmine, we should all head back. Oh, Jasmine, do you want to meet my sister tomorrow? She is excited to meet you.” I asked Jasmine, not wanting to rush her into anything.

“Err, Ya, is the afternoon good time?” Jasmine asked.

“Hmm, yes, after dinner would be good. She wants to spend the whole day with me. I didn’t spend as much time with her as I usually did this Christmas.” I told Jasmine.

Leaving the room, I decided that I need to have Tracey give me a good back rub before I fucked her brains out. The lack of sex has been driving me mad only two more days. I reminded myself, then I will spend the entire day and night playing with Jasmine hmm, I need to make it memorable for her; I’m sure Tina’s emporium had some form of numbing potion for her first time, so it doesn’t hurt.
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