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Chapter 11:
A Discovery Made.
As the headmistress was sitting
in her classroom contemplating her recent meeting with Snape in other places
about the castle meetings were taking place.
In the Gryffindor common room a
copper haired brother and sister were huddled together talking in magically
obscured tones.
“So,” Ginny started after a
moment of thought, “what is up with those two. For the last few weeks Hermione
has been floating, and Harry hasn’t been far behind… and then today?”
Ron looked over at his sister
and shrugged. “There is more going on with them than we know. I think they’re
keeping it quiet so either the dark tosser doesn’t find out or so that mount pratmouth
doesn’t go off!”
Ginny smiled at Ron. “Some of
both I think…” she thought for a moment before continuing “you know you have
grown up a lot since summer and we all have noticed. Luna has been good for
you!”
The older of the siblings
blushed at this, “Thanks sis,” Ron looked thoughtful for a moment, “you know I
bet Luna knows what’s going on. Scary smart that girl.” Ron looked up blushing
even further. “And harry said he thinks she ‘likes’ me if I can come to terms
with her being different.” The word likes had been emphasized in such a way
that Ginny could see the flashing sign about it that made it mean more than it
would seem on initial inspection.
Ginny smiled, “Ron we have known
Luna forever, and we know she’s different and accept that … well I always did
and you seem to as well so tell me what you see the problem is?”
Ron’s blush threatened to burst
and his blush looked like without much extra effort could easily set his hair
on fire, “Umm I’m not talking about the loony side of Luna I’m talking about
her being interested both witches and wizards!”
Ginny raised an eyebrow and her
mouth dropped open for a moment. “OH…. yeah I can see how she might worry about
your reaction.”
Her brother simply nodded.
~*~
In one of the many dark
secluded corners of the Slitheren common room a very similar scene to the
Gryffindor common room was taking place although in this case there was a
difference in both the hair color of the people involved and the level of
understanding of the situation. Tracy Davis had a somewhat shocked look on her
face as she listened to her best friend speak.
“Are you sure it’s Potter?” She
asked looking somewhat disbelieving.
Daphne nodded slightly as she
answered. “He is the only one who makes sense to have cast the spell we
detected. The research I have done leads me to believe that it is one of the
spell versions that can only be used on a witch. That with the fact Granger has
been acting strangely in class since the detection makes it all point to Potter.
And then did you see them today?”
Tracy shook her head, “No I
didn’t see anything strange today, why?”
The blond shook her head
slightly, “Hardly a word was said at their table this morning and Granger spent
all lunch and dinner looking at her food not saying anything. Then when Potter
got up to go she followed right behind him looking at the floor.”
Tracy had a thoughtful look on
her face. “Well there is nothing else to do then is there we have to talk to
her to see if she is ok. I can’t see Potter doing anything like that against
her will but… well you never know. So tell me did you work out what spell it
was yet?”
Daphne frowned while shaking
her head briskly. “No the power that was put into it blew the recording stone
as soon as it detected the class the spell was in and that is well before it could
determine the spell name.”
~*~
At the same time as these
conversations were taking place the Harry was relaxing on his favorite couch while
he read more of one of his previously delivered specialty books. Every now and
again he would glance over the top to look at Hermione who was kneeling naked
in the center of the room her knees shoulder width apart, arms behind her back
and chest pushed out. Her chin was resting on her chest.
After about an hour of reading
harry put the book down and watched Hermione shift a bit as she tried to find a
less uncomfortable position.
“So,” he asked the kneeling witch,
“do you have any idea why you decided to disobey me in such a manner Miss
Granger?”
Hermione raised her head and
looked at him fresh tears leaking out of the corner of her eyes and followed
the path of their predecessors down her cheeks.
“Yes master I do” she hesitated
for a moment before starting to go on “I wa…”
Harry interrupted her, “shhhh,
I don’t want to know right now the fact that you know why is good, I want you
to think about what you did and how it made me feel. I want you to think about
your actions and possible consequences of said actions. Then when you have
thought about that I want you to really think about how you will behave in the
future, think about your place in my life. When you have spent an appropriate
amount of time thinking about you can go to bed.”
Hermione nodded, “Yes master”
Getting up Harry stepped over
to Hermione ran his hand over her hair for a moment before turning and heading
to bed.
~*~
Kneeling in the middle of the
room in the same position thinking about her actions was beginning to cause her
thighs to cramp up and her knees to go numb. The determination in her burned to
do as she had been ordered and she again began to wonder what an ‘appropriate
amount of time’ was. Her mind wandered from that topic to the vagueness of Harry’s
last command to her and then slipped back into wondering what possessed her to
attempt to control harry she should have known that it was doomed to failure.
After a few more minutes examining her motives she began to wonder if it was
somehow done to have harry prove he was prepared to punish her for some
transgression.
After another 30 minutes of
thought and analysis of both possible reasons Hermione decided it was in some
ways both reasons. This decision did not minimize the stupidity of her decision
but it did prove to her that Harry would be no pushover. With that thought
floating about in her head she finally decided that she had spent the requisite
amount of time thinking about her actions.
With joints protesting about
being asked to move after so much time in one position Hermione slowly rose and
started to head for Harry’s room. Half way there she stopped and thought
wondering if her master had men her to sleep in his bed or hers. After a few thoughtful
moments she continued into Harry’s room and after looking longingly at the
still form of her beloved sleeping master she lay down on the soft rug at the
foot of the bed and after stretching out a little curled into a loose crescent
and tried to sleep.
~*~
Early in the morning harry woke
and after slipping his glasses on looked down to the end of the bed to see if
Hermione had come to his bed or not. Not seeing her on the bed he hoped she
wasn’t still stubbornly kneeling in the common room. With that thought he
slipped out of bed and started to head to find her. When he got to the end of
the bed he noticed her form on the floor and smiled to himself at the sight.
Harry turned and took a spare
blanket and pillow from the bed and after gently placing the pillow under her head
draped the blanket over her sleeping form smiling as she unconsciously pulled
it close about her shoulders and stuck her feet out from under the bottom.
Harry watched the girl sleep for a few moments before heading back to bed
himself.
Climbing into the big bed he
murmured, “Sleep well my love.”
~*~
Harry woke a little later than
normal and after slipping his glasses on looked over to the end of the bed
where he noticed his clothes laid out for the day. Getting up he wandered to
the end of the bed and notice the blanket and pillow neatly folded and in their
proper position. Smiling as he heard the shower start harry entered the
bathroom where he found Hermione in her normal position knelt net to the shower
her chin again resting on her chest. Walking over Harry rested his hand on her
head for a moment before stepping into the shower.
After a moment of savoring the
feel of the hot water washing over his body he reached out to touch Hermione on
the shoulder saying, “Into the shower Miss Granger.”
Hermione rose at the sound of
his voice and stepped into the shower then after moving toward harry she sank
to her knees in front of him and looked up at him waiting for further
instructions. This was the hardest part of the morning for her so far in fact
if she was honest with herself this was the hardest part of the time since
harry had discovered her disobedience. The last two weeks had gotten Hermione
used to a routine and by no without any instruction from Harry she would be sucking
his cock as he stood under the spray. In her current state though she was
unsure of herself and did not want to be seen to be taking any further
liberties and as such was waiting for harry to make some indication of his
wishes. Hermione was well aware of Harry’s continued use of her formal title
rather than any pet names he had used in the previous two weeks and while she
couldn’t gain any clues from the tone of his voice when he talked to her she
was sure that whole harry continued to use her formal name she would have to be
on her best behavior.
Harry looked down at his slave
and with something that may have resembled a nearly withheld smile he reached
out and nestled his hand into her wet hair and with a firm grip he pulled her
head back. Lifting his semi hard member he positioned it to rest gently against
her lips and was happy to see her obediently open her mouth in readiness to
perform the task at hand. Slowly he pulled her mouth onto his stiffening member
and after what felt like a lifetime he finally seated his cock completely in her
warm sucking mouth, her head resting against his groin and the tip of his cock
firmly lodged in her throat. The feeling of her sucking and swallowing was
almost heaven. All too soon Harry could feel a slight struggle in Hermione as
she warred with the need to breathe and the need to do her masters bidding and
he pulled his cock back out of her throat and let her breath around the flesh
invading her mouth.
“So then you tried to control
me didn’t you Miss Granger, tried to have me do what you wanted me do what you wanted
me to do didn’t you?” he asked the kneeling girl.
Hermione could only nod in
admission of her master’s question as she sucked his wonderful cock the way she
knew he would enjoy the most.
“Well Miss granger, it’s time
to show you who is in control in this relationship. We are not equal partners
in this as you may have believed. You are a slave, a toy, an object to be used
at my whim.”
Hermione shuddered hearing him
tell her these things in essence this was exactly what she wanted from him,
what she needed but as much as she wanted to was afraid to give up voluntarily.
Harry continued saying “As such
I will use your body as I see fit, for any use that I require, I will give you
to others to use as I see fit and you will obey me in all things. The spell I
cast on you when we started this new arrangement allows me to know that you are
safe and as such I have a great deal of freedom in exercising the use of your
body. Do you understand me Miss Granger?”
Hermione nodded slightly and tried
to make an affirmative noise while still sucking her owners cock.
“So then if I want to watch you
tide to a kitchen table and fucked by ever male and as many female students
that wish that is exactly what will happen.”
Harry eased her head back off
his cock and puller her hair so that her face pointed up at him. Seeing a
slight smile on her face harry correctly recognized that Hermione was not upset
with his announcement.
“All that is left for me to do
is to mark my property and I think I know how I will do that”
Harry felt Hermione shudder
slightly but had no interaction from the safeword spell that this was at all a
problem for her.
“Until I have finalized this
idea I will have to mark you in another way, close your mouth Miss Granger”
Hermione frowned slightly but
closed her mouth and as she did so felt herself pushed out of the spray of the
shower and a stream of warm liquid splash across her chest under her chin. As
harry straightened her head with the hand full of hair Hermione caught the
sight of a stream of dark yellow liquid coming out of Harry’s cock and
splashing across her body then watched in shock as his free hand aimed the
stream to wash over her face and into her hair. The stream seemed to go on
forever and the heavy smell of his piss cloyed in her nose. The shame washed
over her and she could feel her cheeks color.
Harry watched Hermione’s cheeks
redden as the stream of his body’s waste flowed over her face and ran down her
body.
“You are now marked as mine in
the most primitive way. You wear my scent and even when washed off there will
be a magical scent about from this marking. You will be marked this way daily
until I find a more permanent mark for you to wear and even after that you may
be marked with my scent on a regular basis. While others may touch you it is I
who own you. Do you understand me toy?”
Hermione continued to blush as
she felt a tingle in her magic. In a short amount of time she felt slightly
different as if her magic had indeed taken on a slightly different quality. And
in reply all she could answer was a simple nod of her head and a quiet, “Thank
you master.”
Harry smiled and just slipped
his cock back into his toys willing mouth still having not shaken the last
drops of urine from its tip and smiled as he felt Hermione’s tongue search
along the tip of his cock making sure he was clean.
For the next ten minutes
Hermione knelt in the shower working on her owners cock trying desperately to
bring him to release before they had to be heading down to breakfast. The shame
of being pissed on slowly ebbed away from her as she felt the strengthening of
the change to her magic. This change was not so much a change in the witches
overall power levels but more a change in feel of that power. Somehow it felt
more real, rawer than it had previously.
After 10 blissful minutes in
her mouth Harry finally felt the tightness in his balls and then the familiar
feel of a surge of semen along the pathways out of his body. Cumming in
Hermione’s mouth without warning he stepped back and out of the shower saying.
“Clean yourself up get dressed
and meet me at the common room door in 10 minutes.” Turning away he left the
bathroom with a towel.
Hermione swallowed her owners
gift and smiled inwardly somehow she finally felt complete she hadn’t realized
she could feel any more complete than she had in the last two weeks and as such
she was looking forward what the next weeks would bring. She knew that she
would never knowingly break Harry’s rules again whatever it was in her that had
needed to push him was now a thing of the past washed out of her body with
Harry’s waste liquid and his words of ownership. She was now more than before
his toy to use as he wished and cast aside if he tired of her though she
somehow knew that would not happen.
~*~
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