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The next day’s
classes go smoothly, though both McGonagall and Flitwick go out of their way to
challenge Harry and his retainers.
Finally, Friday
arrives and the teens wait in the DADA classroom anxiously.
Once class starts,
Snape walks to the front of the room with a top hat in hand. “Good morning. Today we will continue the duels. To make things fairer, the name of every
student in this class is in here; I will draw two names out of this hat and the
two students will then duel.” Snape
reaches into the hat and draws out two slips of paper. “The first student is Draco Malfoy.” He opens the second piece of paper and
suddenly wonders if this was such a great idea after all, “The second student
is Hermione Granger.”
Draco walks up to
the mark smugly as Hermione serenely takes her place. Before Snape can start the match, Draco says,
“Ready to be humiliated mudblood?”
Hermione instantly
sees red as Snape starts the match. She
immediately sends off a Bind spell.
Draco’s so
surprised at the intensity of the spell that he can’t even think to dodge,
which proves a very painful mistake.
Hermione next
spell Vanishes his clothing and finally, she shouts out, “HUN FILIWN BIGIADAU!”
Snape recognizes
the hex and tries to shield his student; however Hermione’s rage fueled spell
tears through his shied without loosing any energy.
Draco screams out
in pain as it feels like over a million hot needles are piercing the skin of
his entire body. There’s not a single
patch of skin anywhere on Draco’s body over one-quarter of an inch square that
hasn’t received several stings.
Severus looks at
the enraged witch fearfully, “Ms. Granger, please calm down.”
Hermione forces
herself to relax as she feels the temptation to use several of the more
permanent curses she’s found as of late.
Snape relaxes as
Hermione lowers her wand and walks back to her seat.
Hermione sits down
as the class watches in fear.
Snape sends one of
the students for Madam Pomfrey and dismisses the class.
All of the
students, except for Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville, hasten out of the room
as the nurse enters.
She takes one look
at Draco and promptly Stuns him before she casts a levitation spell on him and
leads him out of the room.
Hermione watches
Draco being taken out of the room. As
soon as he’s out of sight, she turns to Harry and starts to cry.
Harry wraps his
arms around her and holds her while the other two shoo Snape out of the room
and guard the door while their friend recovers.
Finally, Hermione
pulls away, “Thank you Harry.”
“It’s not a
problem Mione.”
The door opens and
Ron sticks his head in, “You alright Hermione?”
Hermione wipes the
last tear from her eye, “I’m fine Ron.”
“Good, cause the
Headmaster wants to talk to the pair of you.”
Albus walks
through the door and says, “Mr. Potter, I need to speak with you and Ms.
Granger in my office immediately. You
both are dismissed from classes for the remainder of the day; however, I would
appreciate it if you would instruct your other retainers to resume their normal
schedule.”
Harry and Hermione
both stand up and walk out of the room.
“Ok guys, do what
the headmaster said. However, I have a
feeling I’m going to want Narcissa for this meeting.”
Albus smiles, “I
anticipated that request. She is
awaiting us in my office.”
Harry nods and
leads the small party to the gargoyle which jumps out of the way as they
approach. The teen sit down across the
desk from Albus. “First let me say Ms.
Granger that I am slightly disappointed; however, from Professor Snape’s
version of events, your lashing out was quite justified. Regrettably, Harry, you of your retainers has
broken the rules of this school. I must
insist that you punish her in accordance with her offence or else I will be
forced to take matters into my own hands, which in accordance with the rules
that govern the school will result in Ms. Granger’s expulsion.” His eyes are twinkling, “I need not know the
details of this punishment, only your solemn vow that you will punish her.”
Harry looks over
to Hermione and nods his head sadly, “Very well sir.”
“Thank you
Harry. Now on to the other matter which
I needed to discuss with you. Ms.
Granger did *technically* violate the law.
The use of a Regulated Spell must always be justified before the eyes of
the law, much like the use of lethal force in the muggle world. This will only become an issue if Mr. Malfoy
chooses to make one of it. However, it
will be several weeks before he can make his claim. He is to be transfer to St. Mungo’s within
the hour for treatment; your spell was surprisingly powerful Ms. Granger.”
The two nod in
understanding.
“Do you have any
other questions?”
Harry looks at
Hermione who shakes her head slightly, “Not at this point sir.”
“Very good Harry;
I would suggest you punish your retainer quickly before word of this incident
can reach the wrong ears.”
Harry nods his
head confused, but leads the other two ladies to their room.
Once the door is
closed Narcissa start to laugh wildly.
The teens look at
each other confused and Harry says, “Would you mind explaining what you find so
funny Narcissa?”
Between bouts of
laughter, Narcissa manages to say, “I’m sorry master, but this is quite
perfect. I doubt you realize it, but the
headmaster gave your complete freedom in how you deal with Hermione.”
The teens exchange
looks, “What do you mean complete freedom?”
Narcissa is down
to merely giggling as she says, “You can punish her in any way you please
master, from a simple slap on the back of the hand to several hours of
torture. All that is required is that
you punish her.”
Harry nods his
head as he looks at Hermione and says, “You did step over the line Mione, and
punishment is certainly in order.
However, given your circumstances a high degree of compassion is in
order.”
Cissa says,
“Master, might I make a suggestion?”
Harry nods his
head for her to continue, “Perhaps a spanking master. That does convey a certain degree of
discipline but it is also generally quite merciful, at least when compared to
some punishments you have concocted.”
Harry nods again,
“Does this sound acceptable Hermione?”
Hermione is
blushing beet red and murmurs her consent.
Harry bobs his
head a bit as he thinks, “Alright then, I’m going to give you a choice
Mione. Your choices are five hard swats,
ten medium swats, or twenty light swats on the bum.”
Hermione is studying
her feet rather hard as her mind works.
Finally, in a voice barely above a murmur, she announces her decision,
“Ten swats.”
Harry nods his
head and looks expectantly at Narcissa who nods her head in understanding.
The blonde thrall
leads her master and mistress to the study, “Please sit down master.”
Harry sits down
while Hermione shakily undoes her robe.
The layer of cloth falls to the floor revealing a rather nice
dress. Hermione moves so she is lying
across Harry’s lap.
Narcissa’s grin is
a strange mixture of evil anticipation and benign intent as she goes behind her
mistress and pulls the young witches dress up exposing her panty covered arse.
Harry feels his
body start to react as his thrall grabs Hermione’s waistband and pulls her
knickers down around her knees.
Hermione’s face is
almost hot enough to boil water as her naked bum is exposed to Harry’s gaze.
Harry shakes his
head violently as he draws back his hand and delivers a firm blow to one of
Hermione’s arsecheeks.
Hermione stifles a
moan at the sting from the first blow, but she can’t completely stop the yelp
as the second blow lands on her other cheek.
Harry delivers the
third blow which also results in a yelp from his friend while trying to keep
the more lurid thoughts from dominating his mind.
Hermione forces
her legs and hips to be still as the fourth blow stings her bum. As the sixth blow lands, she starts to wonder
if this is a good idea and hopes that there won’t be a wet spot on Harry’s
robe.
Harry lands the
seventh swat to the bushy haired witch’s bum and is startled that her yelp
sounds unpleasantly close to the ones from Bella when he punishes her. The eighth blow confirms Harry’s suspicions;
he’s positive that the shout is a mix of both pain and pleasure.
Hermione can feel
Harry’s cock twitch under her as he lands the eighth blow on her arse which
makes her fairly light headed with arousal.
The ninth blow leaves her head spinning and she hopes her humiliation
isn’t compounded by coming on Harry’s lap from a spanking.
Harry decides to
land the tenth blow across the crack of Hermione’s arse and gets the surprise
of a lifetime.
Hermione bites her
lips to keep from screaming out as Harry accidentally lands one blow directly
on the butt-plug.
The young wizard
can’t believe his eyes as he watches his best friend shudder in orgasm from
being spanked!
Hermione finally
comes down from the earth shattering climax and goes to crawl off Harry’s lap.
As Harry watches
the young witch move off of him, he sees her arsecheeks spread just enough and he
almost passes out. When Hermione is on
her feet, he says, “Her… Her… Hermione, are you wearing a… a… a butt-plug?”
Hermione blushes
crimson and replies in a meek voice, “Yes I am.”
The entire
situation is too much and Harry’s world spins moments before darkness claims
him.
Narcissa manages
to catch her master before he can tumble out of the chair. She looks at her mistress in admiration, “I’m
surprised you had it in you honey. I
suspect that we will need to have a very interesting talk in the near future.”
The two witches
manage to get Harry into his bed without waking him.
Narcissa leaves to
deliver the message to Cho while Hermione sits next to the bed and wonders how
in Merlin’s name she is going to face her best friend when he wakes up.
Her mind is
jumbled heap as different thoughts race through her mind. “What’s wrong with me? I’m not a slut. Only a slut would climax from being punished
though. Then there’s that
butt-plug! Why oh why in Merlin’s name
did I every want that damn thing in me!”
Hermione’s mind races, trying desperately to appease
her self-image with what she’s found out about herself as of late. “Am I really a slut? No, I don’t want to shag everything with a
penis, just Harry. But why am I turned
on so much by things only a slut would like?
But what about Tonks? She’s not a
slut, a flirt yes, but not a slut. She
seemed to like being sodomized by Harry.
Bellatrix is a twisted bitch perhaps, but she’s not a slut either and I
know she was turned on when Harry spanked her.
Then there’s what Tonks said, is enjoying a spanking really that
common? Could it actually be normal for
a person to be turned on by chastisement?”
Her musings are cut short as she sees Harry start to stir. Hermione eyes the door carefully, considering
bolting, but she stays, knowing that this is a conversation that needs to be
had.
Harry wakes up
from the strangest dream, Hermione had hexed Draco a good one, but then Harry
had been forced to spank her, causing her to climax. Then he saw that she was wearing a
butt-plug. He slowly sits up and looks
around. He sees Hermione and pales. “That wasn’t a dream was it?”
Hermione shakes
her head sadly.
“Do you want to
talk about it now or wait for later?”
Hermione looks
away from Harry. She stands up and walks
to the window where she stands and stares for a moment. “I *want* it to wait, but I think we *need*
to have it now.”
Harry moves so his
feet are hanging off the edge of the bed.
“Alright, then where do we start?”
Hermione still has
her back to Harry as she says, “Are you disgusted with me?”
Harry gives his
girlfriend an odd look, “Why would I be disgusted?”
“Because
I’ve been acting like a slut lately.”
Now Harry’s truly
confused and his voice reflects that, “You’ve lost me. How have you acted like a slut?”
Hermione turns
around ready to rip into Harry for mocking her, but when she sees the honest
confusion in his face, her anger suddenly evaporates. “You honestly don’t think that I’m a slut? You watched me climax from being spanked for
Merlin’s sake! How can I not be a slut?”
Harry slowly
stands up and walks over to Hermione. He
wraps his arms around her in a hug, “The more important question is, how could you be?”
Hermione leans her
head against Harry’s shoulder and asks in a very quiet voice, “What do you
mean?”
“Hermione, we are
both teenagers. This is the time when we
learn most of the more disturbing things about ourselves. It’s also when our urge to experiment is at
its peak. This might just be a phase
you’re going through; something you will out grow or it might be part of who
you are. A part of yourself
might be yearning to let go of control.”
Hermione thinks
about Harry’s words, “Could he be right?
Could this just be the result of wanting someone else to be in
charge?” She looks at him, “When did you
get so wise?”
Harry gives her a
half-grin. “Beat me; I think I have
tapped into Cissa for a moment there.”
Both of them laugh quietly as they separate.
Hermione looks at
Harry with something very akin to love in her eyes, “Thank you Harry. I think I’m going to be working through this
for a time to come, but now I have a counter argument.”
“Talk to Narcissa
about doing some research for you.
There’s a historical precedent for almost anything.”
Hermione shakes
her head knowing that he’s right.
“Well, we’ve got a
full day free Hermione. Any thought on
how to spend it?”
Hermione
smiles, “How about making preparations for the first DA meeting.”
Harry curses
himself for an idiot, “I had completely forgotten.”
The witch shakes
her head, “I know. Narcissa and I
started working on them last night. What
we’re lacking right now is a day to start.”
Harry nods his
head as he runs possible dates through his mind, “Tomorrow or the day after
might be best honestly. Next weekend is
the first Hogsmead weekend and I may have some rather pointed plans then.”
“Involving Cho?”
“Probably, if
things go as she wants them to during her audience at least.”
Hermione nods
still somewhat unsure. “Harry, I have a
favor to ask of you.”
“You can ask
anything of me Hermione, my lady.”
Hermione blushes
at Harry’s high comment, “I need to talk to mum and dad about the way things
have been going.”
Harry nods his
head, “I’ll speak to Albus immediately.
If he’s agreeable, then what would you think of leaving for #12 tomorrow
after my talk with Cho and coming back Sunday night?”
Hermione’s smile
is almost enough to light up the room on its own. “Thank you Harry. Is there any way I can thank you?”
Harry grabs her in
a hug again, “Consider this a part of my payment for all the stuff I’ve put you
through over the years.”
Hermione pulls
back and glares angrily at Harry, “Harry James Potter repeat
after me please.”
Harry recoils a
bit and says, “Alright.”
“I am not
responsible for the actions of other.”
“Uh, I am not
responsible for the actions of others.”
“I will not blame
myself for the actions others take.”
“I will not blame
myself for the actions others take.”
“I have not forced
anyone to act against their will.”
“I have not forced
anyone to act against their will.”
“I have not forced
my friends to follow me; they have done so out of their own free will.”
“I have not forced
my friends to follow me; they have done so out of their own free will.”
“Good, now kiss
me.”
“Good, now,” Harry
shuts up and grabs Hermione. He gently
presses his lips to hers, a silent promise for the future.
When
the pair parts, they hear a sniffle by the door. They turn with wands already in hand to find
Narcissa wiping tears from her eyes. The
teens exchange looks as the blond witch crosses the room and grabs both teens
in a bone crushing hug. She kisses each
of their foreheads before releasing them.
“I’m so pleased that you two are finally coming together.”
Harry gives his
thrall a dirty look and quickly dismisses the idea of spanking her for ruining
the moment. “I need to talk to Albus
immediately Narcissa.”
The witch in
question nods her head and the pair quickly leave the suits, where Hermione
sits down and plans out what she wants to discuss with her parents.
The pair arrives
at Dumbledore’s office and finds the headmaster reading a report as they
enter. “Ah Harry, have matters been
dealt with?”
Harry sits down
uninvited, “If you mean have I punished Hermione, then the answer is yes. However, I need a small favor.”
“Yes?”
“I was wondering
if it would be possible for Hermione and myself to
visit with the Granger’s this weekend.”
Albus nods his
head, “When would you like to leave?”
“I have the talk
with Cho scheduled for tomorrow, so right after that.”
Dumbledore nods
once more, “If you could settle the matter this evening; then you could Floo
there immediately.”
Harry nods his
head, “Cissa…”
“Meet Ms. Chang
immediately after class and bring her to your room, yes master.”
Both Albus and
Harry grin, “Thank you Cissa. What would
I do without you?”
Narcissa smiles
gently, “Let us hope we never need find out.”
Harry nods in
agreement, “Albus, would you please contact Remus and see if the Grangers are
interested in this arrangement?”
“I’ll notify you
if things don’t go as planned.”
“Thank you,” Harry
says as he stands up.
Albus nods as he
sketches out a quick note and hands it to Fawkes.
Harry and Narcissa
return to his suite. Tonks comes in
swearing up a storm, threatening to hex the hands off the next male besides
Harry who grabs her bum. When Narcissa
reaches over and give her arse a quick squeeze Tonks almost hexes her right
there. Harry reaches over and gives
Tonks bum a quick smack which seems to calm her down.
Near the end of
the day, Harry sends Tonks to pick up Bella and Cissa to fetch Cho.
Bella and Tonks
return first, though Tonks Disillusions herself and the group waits in the
study until Narcissa leads a blindfolded Cho Change into the room.
Cho looks around
the room and sees Hermione looking at her thoughtfully; Bellatrix LeStrange
giving her a slightly heated look; Narcissa Malfoy looking at her coolly;
finally she looks at her hopeful future master, who is glaring at her outright.
Harry’s voice is
harsh as he says, “Chang, I agreed to this against my better judgment. You approached my thrall about joining my
little group. Your actions last year
have biased me against you. However, I
will listen to your arguments before I make a final decision.”
The Asian
Ravenclaw swallows hard, knowing that this is going to be unpleasant. “Alright, my first argument is that I am a
Ravenclaw. My knowledge of spells and
other assorted topics is almost unparalleled.”
“I have two
Ravenclaw’s already. Hermione and
Narcissa, both of whom were offered a shot at that House; I hope you have
another argument.”
Cho chooses her
next words carefully, “Then perhaps the fact that I’m a powerful witch in my
own right. You gain a small amount of
power from each thrall you have.”
“I already have
powerful thralls. Your addition would
not be a great asset.”
Even Hermione cringes
at Harry harsh tone and cruel words.
Cho has tears in
her eyes, as she says, “DAMN IT ALL! I
WANT TO BE YOUR SLAVE, ISN’T THAT ENOUGH?”
Harry’s taken back
by Cho’s pleading tone. He looks at his
thralls questioningly. Cissa nods her
head slightly and Bella follows suit.
Harry can feel Tonks agreement.
He’s still unsure when Hermione speaks up, “Harry, may I say something?”
Harry nods his
head.
“Chang’s addition
to your harem would increase your chances of defeating Riddle. It would give you another source of power
when fighting; another set of eyes when researching; and an extra wand when
defending yourself.”
Both Cho and Harry
are shocked by Hermione’s words, “You endorse this Hermione?”
“Yes I do,” the
grin Hermione turns on Cho is absolutely feral, “though my reasons are not
wholly pure.”
Harry nods his
head in understanding, “Very well Cho, I will give you an opportunity to prove
your determination. Return to your
dormitory tonight. Your test will begin
during the first Hogsmead weekend. Do
you understand?”
Cho kneels down,
“Yes master.”
Harry nods and
Cissa approaches the kneeling witch and blindfolds her once more before leading
her out of the room.
Tonks appears and
says, “You are really going to go through with it.”
“I am. If she can make it through that test then
she’s determined enough to become a thrall.”
Each of the ladies
nods in understanding.
Cissa returns and
says, “What do you wish to do about the others master?”
Harry thinks, “If
they have their homework finished and wish to, they may accompany us.”
Narcissa nods and
leaves for a moment.
“Bella, please
pack sufficient supplies for three days.”
“Yes master.”
Cissa is returning
as she sister departs. “Ms. Weasley
wishes to join us master, the others will remain here. Though Mr. Weasley and Ms. Lovegood requested
the use of my sister’s room.”
“What do you mean
Cissa dear?”
Narcissa blushes,
having forgotten to show this room to her master. “My apologies master, we were saving that
room until one of us angered you.
However, Ms. Lovegood deduced its existence and mentioned she might
enjoy a little time there with Mr. Weasley.”
Harry stares hard
at her. “My friends my visit as they
please. However, I wish to see this room
myself.”
Cissa’s throat
constricts as she lead her master to one of the walls in his bedroom. She touches the wall and a doorknob
appears. Narcissa opens the door and
allows her master entrance.
Harry gasps as he
sees the room. Every wall is cover in
chain, whips and other devices of torture.
He can easily identify one Rack and several sets of manacles hang from
the ceiling. Harry turns around. “If they want to use that room, I’m not going
to pass judgment on them.”
Narcissa and
Bellatrix both sigh in relief. Narcissa
says, “Shall we leave master?”
“Yeah, let’s go
get Ginny and then see Albus.”
Bella grabs the
bag with the supplies and they grab the youngest Weasley as they go to the
headmaster’s office after making sure Luna knows her request has been granted.
Albus wishes the
group a happy weekend and hopes Harry’s plans don’t get disrupted.
Harry and company
tumble out of the fireplace at #12 to find Remus and the Grangers waiting for
them.
Remus helps Harry
to his feet. “Hiya pup, now what’s up?”
A/N: Until next
time.
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