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The Corruption of Lily Potter	By : jamspectrum1274 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 93627 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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The Corruption of Lily Potter
Chapter 14
Interlude: Part 2
(The Marriage Contract)
June 30, 1992-St. Brutus’ Church
Warning: Lemon

          In the back room in an old, abandoned church, Grin stood with a slight smile on his face as a group of twenty to thirty people were incoherently shouting at one another over the proposed plans they had for getting the location of Hogwarts. While the Human Supremacists consisted of a thousand or so members here in England, this small group of people were extremely useful to Grin, even though they weren’t part of the inner circle. These men and women who were all arguing with one another all had something in common; they had children who were currently attending Hogwarts. Now, while most of them were parents, there were a few who were guardians of these children, most notably and perhaps the loudest there, Vernon Dursley.
          “Our way is better, Granger!” The pudgy man shouted right in Dan Granger’s face. Several people behind Vernon shouted their approval, with his sister Marge being the loudest. “After all, your Mudblood, albeit your daughter, is not more important than our Mudblood, who happens to be extremely famous to that filth!”
          “Give it a rest, Dursley!” Granger shot back at him. People behind Granger shouted their approval of Granger, which was even louder than Marge and the people behind them. “You had Harry Potter in your care since he was a baby, and besides beating and torturing the boy, which caused an earthquake that nearly destroyed Surrey by the way, you have done nothing to help our cause in finding the location to that wretched school. Hermione, however, has befriended Potter, as well as another Mudblood named Longbottom, and because of that, we have a way to draw Potter out when the time is right.”
          “When the time is right?” Vernon spat out. “Did you forget that unless we can all find where Hogwarts is, using Potter to lure all of the Mudbloods out of that infernal school so we can finally get rid of their kind will be pointless? Now, as I stated before; Marge and I are going to brand Potter and all I am asking is for help to keep his filth away long enough to mark the Mudblood!”
          “And I say again that using enchanted branding irons to mark Mudbloods will not work!” Granger retorted, his voice nearly going hoarse as he kept shouting at the man nearly two feet away from him. “Every chance you had to brand Potter before he got to Hogwarts had ended in failure. Besides that, any successful branding that has been done has been discovered by Dumbledore and other headmasters from around the world, and they were able remove the brand from the Mudbloods we used. We need a more subtle way to locate Hogwarts, and I believe Hermione will help with our endeavor.”
          “Your Mudblood daughter?!” Marge shouted, her face just as red as her brother’s. “She’s one of them! Why would you even think…”
          “ENOUGH!” Grin yelled at an abnormally loud tone. At that moment, everybody in the room quieted down and turned to the elderly bald man. Grin would have smiled wider at that point, relishing the power he had over this group, but that would have to wait. “Now, the fact of the matter is that for centuries, we have used enchanted branding irons to track young Mudbloods with very little success. Once we have branded them, we successfully tracked them to other Mudbloods as well as their families in various countries. However, as it comes to Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, Durmstrang, and Ilvermorny, we have failed countless times to discover their locations. So, with that being the case, Dursley, I’m quite willing to listen to what Granger has to say.”
          Vernon and Marge huffed in anger but kept silent as Granger nodded his appreciation to Grin. “Thank you, sir.” Granger said to the leader of the Supremacists, waving another man forward. “Davis and I have an idea that we have been discussing since we discovered that our Mudblood daughters were going to attend Hogwarts. You see, we plan on giving them special lockets prior to them going back to Hogwarts. Contained in each locket will be trace amounts of a radioactive isotope undetectable by magical means, unharmful to the wearer and anyone near them, but will emit a signal that we should be able to trace right to Hogwarts.”
          “Hmm, Davis. You’re the one who married into their kind, aren’t you?” Grin asked to the man standing next to Granger, who nodded with a frown. “Ah, our mole into their world. So, how far do we have to be to track these lockets?”
          “We don’t know yet, sir,” Granger answered for Davis, who was trembling in front of everyone slightly in fear of Grin. “We haven’t tested it in the field, per se.”
          “HA!” Vernon said right to Granger’s face. “You expect our leader to endorse such an experiment. You and Davis must be out of your…”
          “Silence Dursley! I won’t tell you again!” Grin glared at Vernon with his cold eyes. After he silenced Vernon, he looked back at both Granger and Davis and asked: “How do you suggest we test these radioactive lockets?”
          At that point, Davis, who was an average sized, blonde haired man, finally looked up at Grin and answered him, “A month from now, every student of Hogwarts, along with their parents or guardians, go to a place in London to buy all of their school books and equipment that they’ll need for the upcoming year.”
          “Of this I am well aware of,” Grin nodded. “Diagon Alley.”
          “Yes, sir.” Davis responded. “Both Granger and I plan to give these lockets to our respective daughters prior to our visit to that place. Our plan is that while we are escorting them while they do there shopping, two of our group using disguised Geiger counters specially modified to track the lockets can test the range and strength of the signal the lockets will be emitting.”
          Grin nodded satisfactory to both Granger and Davis, and then stated: “I do believe that I know the perfect two people for the job: Creevey and Finch-Fletchley.”

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An hour later-Outside of St. Brutus’ Church

          Vernon and Marge were exiting the church with Dudley in tow behind them. While the two siblings and secret lovers were not happy with how the Human Supremacist meeting went, they were happy to learn that Dudley had a very successful lesson with a group of boys and girls that were being taught about the core values of what the Human Supremacists represent. As Dudley was telling them what he learned about the Wizarding World and why they hated that part of the world, Vernon grabbed his car keys from inside of his side pocket and pulled them out. As the three of them got to the family car, Dudley looked up at his father and asked, “Dad, do we really need to go to war with the Mudbloods?”
          “Why Duddikens, why would you ask something like that?” Marge asked her nephew sweetly but kept the frown on her face. “Don’t you want to rid the world of their kind?”
          “Of course, I do, Aunt Marge,” Dudley answered her as Vernon unlocked the passenger side door for his sister and his son. “I hate all of them, especially Potter. I know that the sooner we get rid of the Mudbloods, the sooner we can live the way God intends us to live, but why do we have to go to full-scale war with them when they should just up and die?”
          Vernon chuckled as he turned towards his twelve-year-old son and said, “They will all die, my boy, and not just them. All the creatures they protect: dragons, elves, trolls, and the like. However, even though we outnumber them in many ways, the Mudbloods are all cowards. We have to draw them out from the shadows they hide in and force them to fight in the light of our world, and to do that, we need to expose them to the rest of the world.”
          “But won’t we die too?” Dudley asked them both. “I mean, it’s war against their kind, so that means our side will suffer loses too. I don’t want to lose you two or Mum to those evil Mudbloods.”
          There was a long silence as the three of them entered the car and Vernon started the ignition. However, before putting the car into drive, Vernon looked over in the back seat to his son and said, “Dudley, my boy, while I can’t predict the future; I have absolutely no intention of allowing our family to die at the hands of their kind. So, I’ll tell you what, since you want to get rid of those Mudbloods before they try to get rid of us, I have something in mind for you to do, and it involves your Mudblood cousin, Harry Potter.”

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Same time-4 Privet Drive

          Lily was more or less confused by what she was witnessing from her own sister. To tell the truth, she was turned on immensely watching Petunia squirm and writhe in pleasure from masturbating on the living room floor completely naked with Harry looking on with a big smile on his face. For the past couple of weeks since Harry returned from Hogwarts, he had mainly avoided the entire Dursley family as much as he could, spending as much time with Thaddeus as well as making several trips to the Patils from the confines of his suitcase home. If he wasn’t training with Thaddeus, or having fun with Divia, Padma, and Parvati, only then did he deal with his Muggle family. However, while Marge, Vernon, and Dudley all did their best to get under Harry’s skin, unsuccessfully by the way, Petunia began to slowly treat Harry differently. This was because of a secret that Harry hadn’t revealed to anyone yet: he had a much better control over his allure.
          Shortly after Harry got out of the hospital wing in Hogwarts, he began to really buckle down on his control over his allure. He knew at the core of it, there was no real way to turn it off, but he had learned to control it by the time he left Hogwarts. He knew how to direct it at a single female or a small group for a small amount of time, and he figured out how to weaken it to the point where only the females closest to him would feel the attraction towards Harry. So, one of the first things he wanted to do was to try his allure on the females outside of the Wizarding World, and while he secretly turned it towards Hermione’s mother for a moment at King’s Cross, there was one female he intended to try it on fully; his Aunt Petunia.
          Now, over the past two weeks, whenever Vernon and Dudley weren’t around, Harry played the part of Petunia’s slave, doing all of the housework Petunia usually had him do. During those times, Petunia would keep her eyes on Harry, watching his young, toned body working up a sweat by doing menial tasks. On days where Harry had to work outside doing yardwork, he would wear nothing but a pair of shorts and trainers, knowing full well that Petunia was watching from a window inside of the house. As a matter of fact, after a couple of days of playing the part of Petunia’s servant, Harry finally caught her in a very compromising position. It was the day that Vernon, Marge, and Dudley were attending the Supremacist meeting.
          Harry had just finished working on the yard for the day, and with most of the Dursley family away, Harry knew that with the exception of Lily, it was just them in the house. As Harry walked into the living room, what he and Lily saw shocked them. Petunia was on her knees next to the living room window bent over with one hand on the floor and breathing heavily. Her clothing was loosely hanging against her body as well as her pink shirt unbuttoned, and her C cup breasts were showing. As a smile appeared on Harry’s face, Petunia had not realized that Harry was standing behind her at that point, as she had her eyes closed concentrating on her current orgasm. Lily became very concerned at what Harry might have been thinking at that point as Harry approached his aunt with a deliberate look on his face. When Harry was directly behind Petunia, he said simply: “I finished up in the yard, Petunia.”
          Petunia opened her eyes suddenly and covered her breasts with her arms, looking up at her nephew with the look of anger and embarrassment on her face. However, she couldn’t deny how aroused she was with Harry towering over her, smiling with a calm look on his face. Still, as she rose to her feet, Petunia had no intention of letting the boy know why she was masturbating.
          “Harry James Potter!” Petunia said with an angrier tone in her voice, trying to keep her exposed skin covered from Harry’s view. “How dare you scare me like that? I should tell Vernon what you did.”
          “What I did, Petunia?” Harry asked her, surprised that she didn’t realize that he hadn’t called her ‘Aunt Petunia’ yet. “Should I remind you that you were just masturbating in front of the living room window, in full view of any neighbor who might have passed by, I might add. So, I wonder what Vernon and Marge would do if they found out what you’ve been doing these past few days, as well as when you’ve been doing it.”
          “What do you mean?” Petunia gasped at she realized that Harry was right about the fact that a neighbor might have seen her, as well as Harry knowing what she had been doing. “These past days? You know what I’ve been doing?”
          Harry nodded, staring directly into her eyes. “Well, it’s hard not to notice what you’ve been doing, with you watching my every move ever since I got back from Hogwarts,” Harry explained. “However, we both know that Vernon will beat me as soon as he gets home, and whenever Marge visits, it gets worse. So, if I or a neighbor tells him, Vernon would never believe it. Your son Dudley, however, would have a hard time not believing it, especially if one of his friends saw what you did. Now, since you know that Mr. Prendergast is a wizard, I can ask him to find out if anyone saw and if they did, I’ll ask him if he can erase their memories of the event. However, if you want me to do that, then you need to do something for me.”
          Petunia gasped loudly as Harry walked over to the living room window and closed the curtains over it. She wanted to smack her nephew across the face just at the thought of what Harry had suggested. Unfortunately for her, she was really aroused at the thought as well. Keeping her eyes locked on Harry, she lowered her arms from her breasts as Harry sat down in Vernon’s chair. Before he did, however, he pulled down his shorts revealing his rock-hard erection to Petunia. Her eyes stared directly at Harry’s cock, nearly glazing over as all common sense in her head went away and she took off her shirt and bra. Lily gasped in shock at watching what she now realized what Harry was doing, and while she was just as turned on as Harry and Petunia, her common sense told her to do something.
          “Harry, please stop this,” Lily pleaded, even though there was a part of her that wanted Harry to do this. “She’s still my sister, even after everything that’s happened to you. You don’t need to do this. Besides that, Dudley, Marge, and Vernon might be home soon.”
          “Relax Mum,” Harry answered her quietly, keeping his eyes locked on his aunt and stroking his cock. “I just want to have a little fun with her before anyone gets home. I’m not going to fuck her.”
          “What?” Petunia looked at her nephew in disbelief. Not at the fact that he was talking to his dead mother who no one in the house could see and hear besides Harry, as Petunia had learned that some time ago. She asked ‘What’ because her arousal had reached a point that all common sense had left her, and she wanted Harry to take her. “You had me remove my clothes, and you’re not going to force yourself upon me?”
          Harry shook his head, saying, “First off, I never told you to remove your clothes, Petunia. Besides that, though, we really don’t have the time to do anything else as Vernon, Marge, and Dudley could be home any moment, depending on how long it takes them to get home. All I really want is to see you masturbate in front of me, and if I like what I see, you just might see me do the same.”
          Petunia nodded as her hands once again began to pleasure herself, kneeling down to the floor and lying down on it. As Harry watched Petunia slowly masturbate, Lily couldn’t help but to wonder if Harry was ever going to turn out the way she had originally planned. To tell the truth, she had a only a slim hope that Harry would grow up to be a kind and good wizard at this point, and that wish sincerely took a blow during Harry’s time at Hogwarts. Lily blamed Dumbledore mostly, as the Hogwarts Harry went to was vastly different than the school Lily knew and went to as a child. Although, Harry’s allure and bloodlust didn’t help matters much, as it drove every witch wild with desire for Harry. Now, as Lily slowly began masturbating watching her sister squirm on the floor in pleasure, she couldn’t help but remember the talk she and Harry had the night after Harry’s first Quidditch match.

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November 1, 1991-Gryffindor Common Room

          It was almost midnight as Lily was nervously floating back and forth in front of the fireplace, waiting for her son to come down the stairs from his dormitory room. The memory of what she had done was completely dominating her train of thought for the entire night so far and at this point she was desperate to talk to her son about it. However, some of the older year boys and girls were still up talking about the match earlier, as it was their first win against Slytherin in quite some time. A couple of them tried to strike a conversation with Lily, trying to tell her how excited they were that Harry was their Seeker. Lily thanked them for their kind words, but for the most part Lily kept whatever conversation they wanted with her politely short as possible.
          It was a little over an hour later when the common room had finally been emptied and Lily was waiting for Harry to come down the stairs. Yawning, Harry came down into the common room and walked over to his mother with a week smile. Lily sighed as she knew that they needed to have this talk, but at the same time, she was equally dreading it.
          “Sorry it took so long, Mum,” Harry said as he sat on the couch in front of the fireplace where Lily stood. Lily smiled and nodded as Harry stretched out his arms and yawned again. “I know that what happened with Minerva and I bothered you as well as what happened after that, Mum, and I know that I owe you some kind of explanation.”
          “I feel that I owe you an explanation as well, Harry,” Lily looked at her son, remaining in front of the fireplace, a good distance away from where Harry was sitting. “I’m so sorry that this happened, Harry. I honestly don’t know what came over me. I wanted to talk to Mr. Prendergast about this, as ever since that day where you were named Seeker, I’ve been feeling sexually aroused and I have to shamefully admit that I’ve been thinking about you.”
          “Mum, I think it’s clear that something has strange been going on ever since I first walked into this castle,” Harry nodded his understanding. “With this allure that I can’t seem to control that’s affecting nearly every witch that’s around me, and the fact that I’ve kind of gotten involved with Professor McGonagall, there’s a part of me that kind of wanted you to do what you did. There’s something I feel I should admit as well; every night since the first week here, I have been having dreams about having sex with several witches here, including you Mum.”
          Lily gasped at hearing what Harry had just admitted to her, nearly floating back into the fireplace as she did. To say she was more than embarrassed at that point was more than an understatement, “Harry, I…we…you…” She stammered, her ghostly face becoming slightly red before composing herself and continuing. “Harry, what we did is wrong. We cannot allow ourselves to succumb to these urges anymore. I know that you can’t help having these feelings, but you have to try to resist them from now on, and that means avoiding all unnecessary contact with Minerva and everyone else that’s attracted to you.”
          “Mum, you’ve seen them and the way the act around me,” Harry calmly said, leaning forward on the couch. “I can try to avoid them as much as possible, but what if I can’t? What happened last night in the Hospital Wing notwithstanding, there are going to be moments where I’m not going to be able to avoid these witches. Mum, you have to also think about what I asked Minerva to do; to look for information behind Neville’s incident. I’m going to have to check in with her on it from time to time to see if she can get anywhere on it without attracting Dumbledore’s attention.”
          Lily sighed at that point, moving over next to her son and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Harry, if this continues, I don’t know if I can hold myself back,” Lily told him. “I was never this way with your father, but with you, it’s like I can’t control myself at times. Especially when you get in situations like last night and earlier this evening. So, I’m begging you Harry, please try to control yourself if you do get into these situations in the future.”
          “I can try, Mum,” Harry responded, standing up and giving her a hug. He then gave her a smile and said: “I’m going back to bed, Mum. I’ll see you in the morning.”
          Lily returned the smile and wished Harry pleasant dreams as he walked up the stairs back to his dormitory room. After Harry disappeared from view, Lily frowned with worry about the rest of the year, not knowing how far Harry and she would fall.

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July 1, 1992-Longbottom Manor

          “Alright, this training today, and for the rest of the month here, will focus on creating and maintaining basic mental defense,” Thaddeus explained to Harry and Neville, pacing between the two boys who were on their knees focusing on breathing exercises in a dimly lit basement. Lily was watching from the door, standing next to Alice, both of them extremely worried about how tough this lesson might be. “Occlumency is a wizard’s one true defense when dealing with the mental arts, but the strength of your defense is dependent on how good you are in creating your mindscape. Now, there is no guarantee that your defenses cannot be breached, but your mindscape can extend the amount of time it takes before your mind is breached. Do you both understand?”
          Harry and Neville nodded, but Neville raised his hand, asking, “Is our mindscape like a vault? Like inside of Gringotts?”
          “Much more complicated than that, Neville,” Thaddeus answered, stopping right in front of the boys. “A better analogy would be Gringotts itself, as a vault can be accessed by anyone with the will and the power to do so. However, if you create a mindscape like Gringotts, which has multiple vaults inside of it, as well as traps and caverns much like a maze, you will be giving yourself a near perfect defense against anyone who would try to penetrate your mind. Unfortunately, creating a mindscape like Gringotts takes years of mental discipline and concentration. Today, you two are going for something easier, that you can build upon over time. So, when you are ready, begin your meditation and focus on a place you are most comfortable with. You have one hour to do this, and after that, I will be entering your mind to examine your mindscape. Be careful, as creating an image of a place in your mind is quite easy, but the trick is maintaining it for an indefinite amount of time. Are you two ready?”
          Both Harry and Neville nodded and closed their eyes and began their meditations focusing on a place they each felt comfortable being. For Harry, the image of the local playground where he ran to after he caused the earthquake filled his mind. It was the one place Harry had always felt safe whenever he had to stay with the Dursleys. After he envisioned the playground in his mind, he found out how hard it was to keep it focused into his mind. While Thaddeus did teach both Harry and Neville how to clear their mind during meditations, trying to focus on one image of a place was difficult as he had a hard time focusing onto it while keeping his mind clear. Every other minute it seemed, a stray thought or image floated into his mind and distorted the image of the playground and Harry had to concentrate harder to maintain his mindscape. After a while, Harry had loss all sense of time until a voice shattered his concentration.
          “Not bad for your first try,” Thaddeus’ voice shook his concentration. The next moment, Harry opened his eyes and saw Thaddeus standing above him with his wand pointing against Harry’s temple. Harry looked over to his left and saw Neville breathing heavily and slightly sweating with his hands on the ground. As Thaddeus lifted his wand from Harry’s forehead, Harry found himself in the same position as Neville, breathing heavily and placing his hands on the ground. After a few minutes, the two boys regained their composer and got back onto their knees.
          “Not bad, both of you,” Thaddeus said to both boys. “You both picked easy to remember places as your mindscapes. However, as I said, maintaining one specific image for long periods of time can be exhausting and difficult, but the more you do it, the easier it will become. So, every night before you turn in, I want the both of you to meditate and focus on your mindscape, and I mean nothing other than your mindscape. Is that understood?”
          “Excuse me, Mr. Prendergast, but why was it so hard to maintain our mindscapes?” Harry asked, looking up at him. “Both Neville and I spent months meditating and clearing our minds of unnecessary thoughts.”
          “Well, even after months of training your minds,” Thaddeus explained. “You two are only just beginning to learn Occlumency. Most adults who start to learn this sometimes takes years to master these simple first steps, so don’t be surprised that you and Neville won’t master it right away. Alright, you two head upstairs for lunch and when you get done with the chores Lady Augusta has for you two, meet me back down here and I will start teaching you how to street fight.”
          Both Harry and Neville got to their feet slowly and left the basement nodding to their mothers as they did so. After they left, Lily and Alice moved towards Thaddeus, with Lily asking him, “Is teaching them to fight necessary, Mr. Prendergast?”
          “You know it is, Mrs. Potter,” Thaddeus sighed as he looked from her to Alice. “Both Harry and Neville are going to have to deal with muggles that don’t like them, and in most cases, using magic won’t be practical. So, teaching them how to handle themselves in a fight could benefit them in the long run. I’m not saying that it’s absolutely necessary, Mrs. Potter and Mrs. Longbottom, but with how their first year at Hogwarts went, every skill they learn or add will benefit them greatly.”
          “Neville has never been much for fighting,” Alice said worriedly. “Do you think Neville will be able to handle it? I mean, Harry has already some skill at it from his time with his uncle and aunt, unfortunately, so he knows a little about how to fight. Neville has had a much easier life, however, so he won’t be able to pick up on it like Harry will.”
          “Neville is tougher than you realize, Mrs. Longbottom,” Thaddeus told her. “He might have a harder time learning the basics, but given time, he’ll be just as able as Harry is now.”
          Both mothers looked at each other before nodding to Thaddeus and took their leave. One of the things everyone was grateful for was that during Harry’s and Neville’s time at Hogwarts, Thaddeus had finally enchanted Longbottom Manor with the ability for everyone to see and talk with Lily, and at times Abigail, whenever she choose to be seen. Since both Harry and Lily arriving early that morning, Lily was able to talk with her best friend and express her gratitude to the Longbottom family for protecting Harry as much as they could. Alice had nearly teared up again at seeing Lily, but Thaddeus and Lady Augusta reminded her that Lily was always with Harry nearby.
          Over the course of the month of July, Thaddeus had pushed Harry’s and Neville’s physical and mental capabilities to their limits. Both boys were physically and mentally exhausted after every session they had with Thaddeus. As promised, Thaddeus taught them the basics of street fighting, as well as some basic martial arts, and summoned magical punching bags for the boys to practice on, which they had to be careful, as the punching bags had a knack of punching back. Thaddeus also began teaching them the concepts of wandless magic, and had each boy try to do spells that they had already learned without wands. By the end of every night, Harry and Neville were so exhausted that they fell right to sleep. However, by the end of the month, both boys had finally mastered creating and maintaining their mindscapes and began the next part of Occlumency; sorting out their memories to store inside their mindscapes. They had also learned new fighting techniques should they ever find themselves in a situation where they couldn’t or shouldn’t use their magic. Finally, both Harry and Neville discovered that while more difficult, using wandless magic was just as powerful as using their wands, if not more so.
Unfortunately for Harry, all of the training he went through, including doing the chores Augusta had for him and Neville, meant he had very little time to visit the Patils and having them help to take care of his bloodlust, which caused him to have a harder time controlling his allure and his dreams to be more vivid. This of course made things more difficult for Lily, as whenever Harry was having lustful dreams, Lily would stare longingly at Harry’s sleeping, sweating body and masturbate heavily. However, what Lily didn’t realize was that just outside of Harry’s bedroom Alice was watching through the crack in the door. Alice wasn’t the only one though, as every once in a while, Augusta was standing just outside Harry’s bedroom, each of them in half-shock, half-arousal at witnessing Lily masturbate in front of her sleeping son. However, what surprised the two Longbottom witches was what happened when Harry woke up in the middle of the night: Harry removed his pajamas and Lily got into bed with him, sucking his dick with lustful abandon. What surprised Alice and Augusta more was how aroused they both were at watching Lily orally satisfy her son’s lust. After watching this and seeing Harry orgasm through Lily’s head, Alice and Augusta would go to their own bedrooms and masturbate to what they had witnessed. After several times of this happening, Augusta had realized that Harry’s allure was overpowering their protections they had to counter it.
          Near the end of the month, a couple of days before Neville’s and Harry’s birthdays, Thaddeus had to take his leave to go to Hogwarts for a short while. The reason for this was so Thaddeus could meet with Dumbledore and the other professors to discuss the upcoming school year, including lesson plans for each year. While he was away, both Harry and Neville had a sudden realization; neither of them had received any mail from any of their friends. This became more apparent after spending time with Dean and they were informed that he was getting mail from Seamus, Hermione, Ron, and the rest of the Gryffindors, letting him know how their summer was. Frustrated at hearing this, Harry had gone back to his bedroom and slam the door behind him, unaware that he wasn’t alone in the room.
          “Harry Potter! Such a pleasure it is!” A high, almost squeaky voice startled him, causing Harry to spin towards the location of the voice to see a house-elf bouncing on top of his bed. As he approached this elf, Lily floated through the door and saw the same thing Harry did, but to Lily, she could silently swear that she recognized that elf. “And Lily Potter as well! Dobby is happy to meet such honorable people.”
          Lily still had a hard time trying to figure out who Dobby belonged to while Dobby leapt off the bed and solemnly bowed before Harry. Harry, slightly bewildered moved closer to the elf and said, “Not to be rude, but what are you doing in my bedroom?”
          “Dobby is here to warn Harry Potter,” The house elf said to Harry as he moved towards him. “Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts this year.”
          “What? Why?” Harry asked.
          “There is a plot, a plot to make terrible things happen!” Dobby replied, frowning for the first time.
          “What plot? Who’s plotting them?” Harry looked at the now shaking elf.
          “Do-Dobby can’t say!” Dobby grunted, moving over to one of Harry’s bedposts and banging his tiny grey head against it several times. When the small elf did this, Lily finally recognized who Dobby was.
          “Dobby, weren’t you Dorea Potter’s house elf?” Lily asked the still head banging elf.
          “Yes, you are correct,” Dobby smiled after he stopped banging his head against the bedpost. “Dobby is glad Lily Potter remembers Dobby, even though Lily Potter and Dobby only met once before.”
          Lily returned Dobby’s smile, but Harry had another question to ask Dobby, “Why did you hurt yourself, Dobby?”
          “Harry Potter wanted Dobby to tell him who’s plotting to make terrible things happen at Hogwarts,” Dobby answered, frowning again and shaking in fear. “Dobby cannot tell Harry Potter that. Please forgive Dobby.”
          “Why aren’t you listening to Harry?” Lily asked after she realized something. “If you served Dorea Potter, then shouldn’t you serve Harry. He is the Heir to the House of Potter, after all.”
          “Dobby was sold after Mistress Dorea’s death,” Dobby told her with a regretful tone. “Magical guardian Albus Dumbledore authorized the sale of Dobby after James Potter’s and Lily Potter’s deaths. Dobby now belongs to…Oh No!”
          Dobby went back to banging his head against the bedpost again several times until Harry grabbed the tiny, greyish house elf by his dirty white rags that he was wearing and gently pulled him away from the bedpost. Dobby smiled gratefully as Harry kneeled down to Dobby’s level. “Look, Dobby,” Harry said to him. “I’m going back to Hogwarts. With the exception of Dumbledore and Snape, I’ve got good teachers there. Besides that, I’ve got friends there.”
          “Friends who don’t write to Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom.” Dobby said, shivering a bit. Both Harry and Lily frowned intently a moment later as they both realized what Dobby did.
          “Dobby, did you steal Harry and Neville’s mail?” Lily asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Once Dobby nodded his answer, Lily sternly said. “Give them back right this minute.”
          “Please forgive Dobby, but Dobby won’t,” Dobby said looking at both Harry and Lily. “Dobby believed that if Harry Potter’s friends didn’t write to him or Neville Longbottom, then Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, miss.”
          “Give me Neville’s and my mail right now, Dobby,” Harry angrily stated, moving threateningly towards Dobby. Dobby shook his head fiercely and bolted away from Harry, leaping through Lily’s ghostly body to grab the door and tried to open it. However, before he could, Harry grabbed the small elf by the neck and pulled him away from the door. Harry then forced Dobby to look at him eye-to-eye and with a much more intense tone that surprised Lily, said, “Give…Me…Neville’s…And…My…Mail!”
          Dobby squealed in fear at Harry’s voice and with a snap of his fingers, a large stack of mail appeared in the middle of the room, with a smaller stack right next to it. Harry looked at both stacks of mail and as soon as Harry loosened his grip around Dobby’s neck, Dobby Disapparated away, leaving both Harry and Lily with a ton of questions.
          Later that evening, both Harry and Neville were eating their dinner in the dining room with Alice and Augusta while the boys were eagerly reading their mail. For the most part, Harry had disregarded most of his mail after seeing that the person who wrote them happened to have been Ron, and this was after quickly reading a few of his letters and realizing that Ron wanted to know everything about Harry’s summer, and wrote several letters a day to Harry asking about that. After separating all of the mail Harry had gotten from everybody else, he torched the mail he had gotten from Ron in the fireplace, with a promise to his mother that he would write one letter to Ron telling him about his summer.
          The rest of the mail look almost the same for the two boys. Both Harry and Neville got several letters from Hermione, who was really worried in her last letters to them and wondered why they hadn’t responded to her, causing the boys to promise themselves to write back to Hermione first before anyone else. They also received letters from the rest of the Gryffindors: Seamus, Lavender, Wood, Fred and George Weasley, as well as Percy surprisingly, not to mention the three Chasers as well. They also received letters from several Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and even a few Slytherins, most notably Daphne Greengrass, Tracey Davis, and Blaise Zabani. They also received official letters from Gringotts and the Ministry, basically telling them what they had to do when they officially become Lords. Along with this was instructions on proper manners and etiquette that must be followed to the letter, as to not insult the other Lords and Ladies of the wizarding Houses. After hearing this, Augusta scoffed and told the boys that this might be someone’s attempt at denying their claim to their Houses, as lately the claim to right of Lordship or Ladyship had been lax on formality for the past several years. Harry was about to grumble something about Dumbledore again, but as he opened his last letter and began reading it, his jaw dropped and his entire face became red.

To Heir Harry James Potter,

          It is our official duty to inform you that a marriage contract for Harry James Potter and Ginevra Weasley was presented to us on the 30th of June 1992. According to said contract, we hereby grant a monthly allowance of 5,000 Galleons from the Potter family vaults to the Weasley family until this marriage is consummated. Within this letter, you will find a copy of the marriage contract signed by your magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore, and Lord Arthur Weasley.

Humbly Yours,
Balrog
Head-Goblin, Gringotts Bank London

          “A marriage contract?!” Harry exclaimed loudly after reading it several times. Everyone there moved over to where Harry was sitting and looked at the copy of the marriage contract that Harry was angrily holding. Lily shared her son’s anger as to her recollection, no magical guardian could agree to a marriage contract unless discussed by all parties, and even then, everyone must be in complete agreement towards the contract, including the young betrothed. Of course, that’s only in the case when the children are old enough to make a choice in the matter. “Why does Dumbledore want me to marry that young Weasley girl?”
          “I don’t know, Harry,” Lily said, taking a breath to try to calm down. “This is most unusual, though. You should have been informed of this prior to Dumbledore signing anything of the sort. He has clearly stepped out of bounds here.”
          “Your mother’s right, Harry,” Augusta told him. “I’m going to petition Fudge for an immediate meeting for the Wizengamot and get to the bottom of this!”
          Harry nodded his understanding, but angrily folded up the contract and stuffed it back into the envelope. Harry couldn’t eat anymore after that, and pushed his plate away while Neville, Alice, and Augusta resumed eating and chatting about Harry’s engagement. Harry tried to calm down, but unfortunately all he could think about was about Dumbledore, and how he was trying to control Harry.
          After dinner and after washing all the dishes with Neville, Harry went up to his bedroom and tried to write letters to all his friends. At first, he tried writing to Hermione, letting her know how sorry he was for not responding to her letters and why he didn’t. However, while writing to Hermione did calm down his anger somewhat, his thoughts of Hermione overtook his mind and made it harder to write. Sighing, Harry leaned back into his chair and closed his eyes, rubbing his crotch as he did so. For Harry, there was no question how he felt about Hermione, as she was much more than a friend to him. He believed that she may have wanted more than being his friend from the way she left him when he had to confront Quirrell/Voldemort. In a way, Harry felt that he should reveal to Hermione about how he felt, but he was afraid that it could hurt their friendship as well it could drive a wedge between them and Neville. However, if he had to choose who he wanted as a wife, he would obviously choose Hermione over a girl that he knew for a few seconds.
          Shaking the calming image of Hermione out of his head, Harry leaned forward over his desk again and began to write again. He finished his letter to Hermione about thirty minutes later, apologizing to her for not responding sooner and telling her why he didn’t. He also told her how his summer had gone so far, leaving out the part about his aunt, of course, but included his and Neville’s training with Thaddeus. Harry finally wished Hermione the best and hoped to see her at Diagon Alley when it was time to get their school supplies. Finishing up the letter, he sealed it in an envelope and after writing Hermione’s address on it, he gave it to Hedwig, who even being allowed to fly around outside of the manor, was frustrated that she hadn’t delivered any letters in a while. So, Hedwig gave a very happy chirp when Harry gave her a letter to fly over to Hermione. Harry then opened his bedroom window for his snow owl to fly into the night. In truth, Harry could’ve waited until he had more letters to give his familiar, but he felt Hermione shouldn’t have to wait, and he didn’t feel like writing to anybody else that night. So, after seeing Hedwig fly into the night, Harry decided to turn in for the night.
          Several hours later, intense images of Harry fucking Hermione, Lily, Minerva as well as other witches flooded his dreams once more as he slept, revealing a hard-on to a watching Lily. Lily decided to take some initiative at that point and leaned over her sleeping son and placed her hand on Harry’s crotch, slowly rubbing it over his pajama bottoms. After a few minutes, Lily slid her hand under Harry’s pajamas and gently grabbed his six-inch cock. Harry shivered from his mother’s cold hand but kept dreaming about fucking the witches that were always in his mind. Lily sat down beside Harry’s sleeping form and slowly and gently stroke her son’s erection while Harry was dreaming of fucking Lily, his breathing becoming faster. Lily’s lust was in full control at that point as she slid Harry pajama bottoms down and pulled out his hard dick, unaware that she was being watched from the crack in the bedroom door.
          Alice had just been tossing in her own bed just minutes before unable to sleep, intensely horny with thoughts of her god-son fucking her flooding her brain. Frustrated, she pulled off her sheets and jumped out of her bed, with the sole desire to satisfy herself by watching Harry and Lily. When she got to Harry’s bedroom door, she opened it just a crack and kneeled down to the floor, with her eyes glued through the opening and onto the two figures on the bed. As she watched Lily jerk Harry’s cock, Alice began masturbating with one of her hands massaging one of her B-cup tits, and the other underneath her light pink nightgown rubbing the walls of her vagina.
          “Oh, Mum. That feels good.” Alice heard Harry say, causing both her and Lily to stop what they were respectively doing. Alice saw Lily look over at Harry’s face for a moment before continuing stroking his dick, her own free hand massaging her crotch coaxing her orgasm to come. Alice resumed her own masturbation and began to quietly moan as she watched the scene before her. After a few minutes, Lily bent down over Harry’s crotch and took his erection into her mouth. The chill from Lily’s mouth woke Harry up as he opened his eyes and saw his mother sucking his cock. Instinctively, Harry grabbed Lily’s ghostly head and began thrusting his hips towards Lily’s mouth. Lily moaned and glanced over to Harry’s face, knowing that he was awake and fulling enjoying his mother’s blowjob. Alice quietly moaned as she was sliding two of her fingers into her pussy as she watched what was happening, daring to open the door a bit wider. Unfortunately, a small creaking sound came from the door moving and caused Harry to look towards the door. While he was surprised to see his god-mother there masturbating, Harry decided not to warn his mother that they were being watched. As a matter of fact, Harry motioned Alice to come closer, so she could get a better look. Alice was shocked that Harry was okay with what she was doing, but stopped masturbating and crawled quietly inside, silently shutting the door behind her. Surprisingly, Lily was too focused on Harry’s dick to notice Alice moving closer to Harry’s bed, that was until Alice was right next to the bed, which caused Lily to audibly take her mouth off of Harry’s cock and gasped in shock at seeing Alice there.
          “Alice!” Lily almost screamed, but remembering it was the middle of the night, as well as the fact that what Harry and Lily had been doing was not acceptable, she kept her voice in check. “I can explain! I’ve been uncontrollably horny every time Harry becomes aroused, and whenever that happens, I just can’t control myself.”
          Alice got to her feet and took a seat on Harry’s bed, on the opposite of where Lily was sitting and smiled meekly at her. “I should apologize, Lily,” Alice said to her best friend. “You see, um, I’ve been watching the two of you doing this for the past several weeks, and I think Augusta has been spying on you two as well. We both have been affected by Harry’s allure, and even though we have tried protecting ourselves against it, I can’t deny the attraction I have for Harry. So, I have a suggestion if you both are interested.”
          Both Harry and Lily slowly nodded, unsure of what Alice was going to suggest. Smiling at the both of them, Alice looked over at Lily and said: “I heard about you possessing Hermione Granger to help them get to the third floor undetected. Well, since watching you, I noticed that you’re not able to, um, swallow Harry’s sperm when he orgasms.” She paused for a moment, grabbing Harry’s still hard dick over Lily’s ghostly hand, and slowly stroked it. “So, I am willing to allow you to possess me for a while, so we can both have a little fun with Harry.”
          Lily gasped in complete shock at what Alice suggested. “Alice, are you sure? I only tried this with Hermione, and even though she studied thoroughly about it and prepared herself mentally, it took several attempts to possess her completely.” Lily explained, jerking her son’s cock along with Alice, causing Harry to groan. “We may be the same age, Alice, and that will make possessing you easier. However, doing this just to satisfy our sexual appetite could be extremely dangerous and could be disastrous. Do you really want to try this just for the sake for me to taste Harry’s cum?”
          “Please Lily, I was an Auror,” Alice smile while looking at Harry’s erection. “I’d studied about ghost possessions back when I first found out about you being bonded to Harry, and thought it would’ve been a good idea to use me as a vessel so you could communicate with others. I actually wanted to talk to Harry about this last year before he left here, but with the fact that I couldn’t see or talk to you about it yet, I really didn’t know how to broach the subject. So, Lily, are you interested? Because, I got a feeling that Harry definitely is.”
          Lily looked at Harry who groaned again, obviously trying to contain his urge to orgasm, and nodded her agreement. Taking a moment to compose herself, Lily looked at Alice again, who nodded her readiness, and moved over to where Alice was sitting. Alice took a deep breath and as she exhaled, Lily merged into her, causing them both to let go of Harry’s cock as Alice shook uncontrollably for several moments before Lily had successfully possessed Alice.
          “Mum? God-mum?” Harry got up partially and looked at the figure of his godmother, who Harry had dreamed of fucking a time or two. As Alice opened her eyes, she smiled and grabbed the hem of her nightgown. Harry stared and gasped as she licked her lips seductively while she removed her nightgown from her body, revealing her thin, gorgeous figure with tan skin, a tight ass, and a small patch bush just above her pussy. Harry had to admit at that time that while he dreamed about fucking his godmother, he never imagined that she would look so fucking hot.
          “We’re both here, Harry,” Alice’s and Lily’s voices said through Alice’s mouth, as Alice/Lily grabbed Harry’s dick and began jerking him off again. Harry was surprised that he could hear both of them, even though they were talking simultaneously through Alice, much clearer than when Lily possessed Hermione. “Now lay back down Harry and enjoy yourself.”
          Harry did as he was told as Alice/Lily bent down and began sucking his six-inch dick with gusto. As she was doing this, Harry grabbed the back of Alice’s head and thrusted his hips upward, running his fingers through her short black hair as he did so. This caused both Alice and Lily to moan through Harry’s cock as they were sucking it, even though they were doing it through Alice’s body. While they were doing this, Harry noticed that Alice/Lily moved one of their hands to their crotch and began masturbating. Harry smiled as an idea popped into his head at that moment.
          “Mum, God-mum, why don’t you get on top of me so I can lick your pussy while you suck my cock?” Harry suggested to them, causing them to moan even louder after they heard it. Without taking Harry’s cock out of their mouth, Alice/Lily positioned their shared body on top of Harry’s, and as soon as their pussy was over Harry’s mouth, he began attacking it with the same amount of gusto that Alice/Lily had attacked Harry’s dick. From that point, it was a race to see who would orgasm first, and Harry knew that he was at a disadvantage. Both Lily and Alice had jerked him off for several moments before Lily possessed Alice, and now that they were joined together, he could almost swear that he was feeling both Alice’s and Lily’s mouths on his erection at the same time. However, Harry could see how wet Alice/Lily was and Harry was using his tongue and fingers to get them to their orgasm. After about a few minutes, Harry could no longer hold back any longer as he groaned loudly through their pussy and shot his load into their mouth. As they felt Harry’s cum come into their mouth, Alice/Lily rolled their brown eyes as they orgasmed into Harry’s mouth, shaking uncontrollably on top of Harry’s body. When their orgasms had subsided, Alice/Lily removed Harry’s still hard cock from their mouth and stared longingly at it. As Harry saw Alice/Lily stare at his erection, a smile appeared on his face while he lifted their frame off of his body, sliding himself to position where he was directly behind them with his cock prepared to enter their pussy.
          “Oh Merlin, fuck me Harry,” Alice/Lily moaned as Harry inserted his dick into their wet pussy with one straight thrust. Grabbing their ass, Harry held his erection deep inside of them before he began to move. While Harry was slowly fucking their pussy, Lily couldn’t help but to wonder how much she had wanted this. There was still a part of her that kept telling her that doing this was wrong and she shouldn’t be doing this. She was still Harry’s mother and as such, she should have better control over her desires, no matter how impure they are. However, being inside of her best friend Alice, there was no denying how much she enjoyed tasting Harry’s sperm, and now that he was fucking them, she was in rapture. As for Alice, all she could think of was having her god-son’s cock in her pussy and how wild it was making her. As Harry quickened his thrusting, Alice/Lily shoved their face into the bedsheets and screamed into them, feeling their combined orgasm approaching. When that happened, Harry stopped thrusting as their orgasm hit and groaned as he felt the walls of their pussy squeeze his dick tightly. After their orgasm subsided, Harry resumed fucking them in earnest, pushing them into another orgasm soon after.
          Harry was nearly growling as he fucked them through their third orgasm, knowing that he was close to orgasm himself. After Alice/Lily orgasmed, their body collapsed onto the bed and Lily was forced out due to both of their exhaustion. When that happened, Harry pulled out of Alice and shot his load over her backside, being careful as to not cum over his bedsheets. Now there was a good part of Harry that wanted to shoot his sperm inside of godmother, especially when Lily was possessing her, but Harry didn’t want to risk getting Alice pregnant, and then having to try to explain it to Neville.
          Collapsing on top of Alice’s body, Harry kissed the side of her round face before hugging her tightly. Alice panted heavily as she turned her head and smiled at her godson. After a long while of holding her like this, Harry let her go and allowed her to get dressed. Lily, who was thoroughly exhausted and sated, smiled as Alice got up from Harry’s bed and put her nightgown back on. Nobody spoke as the three of them looked at each other with big smiles on their faces. Alice then kissed Harry longingly on the lips before exiting Harry’s bedroom with shaking legs. After she left, Harry went back to sleep, dreaming once again of fucking the witches he knew.

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July 30, 1992-Longbottom Living Room

          Several days later, Harry and Neville had just finished their breakfast and had just entered the living room carrying their Hogwarts letters. For the most part, things between Harry and Neville were still good, with Neville completely unaware of what occurred with Alice several nights prior. Neville did notice the odd looks his mother was giving Harry when she thought he wasn’t looking, but he attributed that to Harry’s allure. During breakfast that morning, Augusta and Alice were quietly whispering to each other, giving sideway glances to Harry while they did so. Again, Neville believed that this had to do with Harry’s allure, and decided to ask Harry about trying to control it better.
After they sat down on the couch, Harry and Neville opened their Hogwarts letters to see what they were going to learn this upcoming school year. While the boys were reading their Hogwarts letters, they were joined by Alice, Lily, and Augusta who took a seat on the couch opposite of where Harry and Neville sat. When Harry and Neville got to the list of books they needed for their second year, they were shocked to see that a large number of books that they needed were written by a Gilderoy Lockhart. Neither Harry nor Neville knew who this Lockhart was, nor why they had to buy the books written by him. Looking up from their letters, both decided to ask Lily, Alice, and Augusta about him.
          “Gilderoy Lockhart? Really?” Augusta stood up and grabbed Neville’s Hogwarts letter to look at it. After she read Neville’s letter, she raised her eyebrows as she continued. “How did Dumbledore manage to get those books approved for school. At least half of what’s in those books are complete fiction.”
          “That can’t be true,” Alice said to her mother-in-law. “He’s a very talented wizard, Augusta. He may have falsified some of his deeds, but I’m sure he wouldn’t outright lie about his feats. After all, those dark creatures he claimed to defeat are no longer around, so if he didn’t beat them, then who did, and more to the point, why haven’t they spoke up against Gilderoy Lockhart and call him a fraud?”
          Augusta huffed in anger at Alice as she retorted. “Have either you or Lily ever met Lockhart?” Both Alice and Lily shook their heads. “Well, I have, and from what I can tell you about him is that he’s a pompous, arrogant wizard that relishes his fame. What’s even more irritating, he has a certain sway over witches whenever he’s around.”
          Harry found this to be particularly curious, as it sounded like this Lockhart also had some kind of allure. Harry was about to ask Augusta if that was true, but at that moment, Thaddeus had appeared in a blaze of fire in the fireplace. Brushing off the soot from his jacket and pants, he stepped out of the fireplace and greeted everyone with a half-smile. “Sorry, after the meeting I had to move my stuff into my new office,” He told everybody. “Unfortunately, this means that I will no longer be living across from the Dursleys anymore, so I won’t be there to help you when you have to return there in a couple of days.”
          “I’ll be okay, Mr. Prendergast, or should I call you ‘Professor Prendergast’?” Harry stood up from the couch and smiled at him. “Neville and I just got our Hogwarts letters, and we noticed that most of our new books are written by a Gilderoy Lockhart. Do you know him?”
          “I know of him. I haven’t had the displeasure of meeting him yet,” Thaddeus frowned as he answered Harry. “From what I’ve heard about the man, he’s not the kind of wizard you would want to get to know. Lockhart is one of those who demands to be the center of attention at all times and loves to have witches around him whenever he’s out in public. Which is going to make this year particularly difficult for all of us.”
          “What do you mean?” Lily asked him, concern clearly on her face.
          “Professor McGonagall informed me during the meeting that Lockhart will be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher starting this term,” Thaddeus answered, sighing in despair. He then noticed that everyone there had a quizzical look on their faces, and Thaddeus understood why. “Dumbledore wasn’t there for the meeting. Professor McGonagall informed the teachers that he was called to London on important Ministry business. I never found out if that was true, though, as he never returned by the time I left there just moments before.”
          Everyone there nodded there understanding of Thaddeus’ explanation. After that, Harry and Neville explained what had happened the last few days, including Dobby and their mail. Thaddeus did find this to be curious, but didn’t have a response for why this house elf would want to keep Harry away from Hogwarts. After he heard about the marriage contract for Harry and Ginny Weasley, Thaddeus could only respond with, “Dumbledore’s up to something, but I don’t know what it is.”
          As the afternoon approached, Augusta told Harry and Neville to get ready for the rest of the day, as they had Neville’s and Harry’s birthday party to get ready for, and then they were all going to Diagon Alley first thing tomorrow. As Harry and Neville ran up the stairs, smiles appeared on their faces as all their friends were coming, especially Hermione.

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