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Chapter List
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Forgetful Author
Note: The ped
warning is in place solely because Ginny is only 15.

Harry is in the
study of Grimmauld Place reading up on the latest events in the Wizarding world
while his footstool tries to stay absolutely still despite the extra weight on
her back and her having been in the same position for over an hour.

The door opens and
Hermione walks in with a bright smile wearing Daisy Duke Shorts and a tank
top. She walks over in front of the
naked, kneeling Ginny and waits.

Being mindful to
disturb her master as little as possible, Gin-gin leans down smiling and plants
a kiss on each of Hermione�s excessively dirtied
shoes.

Harry smirks as he
watches the spectacle he�d ordered and come to expect. When he ordered the redheaded witch to kiss
the feet of any member of the household when they entered the same room as her,
he hadn�t expected Hermione to continue her vengeance against the now docile
witch. He chuckles quietly as he
suspects Hermione is going out of her way to find the biggest mud puddles she
can when she knows she�s going to be sharing a room with Ginny. �So Hermione, what brings you by?�

Properly sated by
Gin-gin�s display of subservience, Hermione says, �Simple milord, I�ve received
several replies and I believe your plan can proceed without any foreseeable
complications. The ancient laws allow
any wizard with sufficient funds to pay multiple bridal fees and status to
maintain them, to have multiple wives.
Given your current renown within the Wizarding world and the monies you
possess, you should be able to collect the needed women from the required
families easily.�

Harry nods, his
plan to become ruler of the Wizarding world would begin in England. However, the biggest problem that presented
itself to his mind was the Wizarding world�s lack of social progress.

Hermione clears
her throat to get Harry�s attention once more.
�However, I feel that to merely limit yourself
to simply political power would be a dangerous weakness. I�ve done a lot of research since we put
those two rabid dogs down.

�Throughout Muggle
history, it�s been shown that there are essentially three basic routes to
absolute power. The simplest form is
martial might. That means building an
army and conquering the territory by raw might.
This is the tact that Voldemort tried to take, modified so as to allow a
small minority to control a vast majority.
This is also the method employed by muggle terrorists. This route should only be taken as an
absolute last resort as the potential for backfire is obscene. The only advantage of this is that, if done
properly, it is the swiftest. However,
if done improperly, you can get bogged down and it can turn into an unholy
mess.

�The second method
of power is political. This is by far
the slowest of the methods. However, it
does have the advantage of being completely legal and above board. This is the method you are currently
exploring and one that Fudge employed for almost two decades successfully. This method involves building alliances,
bringing together people who share your vision of the future, or at least your
public vision. A minor amount of
extortion and blackmail are considered by the older players to simply be a part
of the game. The major drawback to this
type of ordeal is the pure amount of public relations bullshit that you have to
put up with and smile through. In
addition, you can never be completely sure when, and if, your
so-called �allies� are going to turn on you because they believe it will give
them a temporary advantage. Despite all
of this, given your current fame, this is perhaps the easiest route.

�The third route
is economical. The American mob employed
this to great effect in the 1920�s. The
basic theory behind this method is that if you pay someone enough, you can get
them to do anything. The bribing of
justices� aside, there�s also a more pragmatic reason. Should a given individual start to give you
trouble, with your immense wealth, you can either buy the business that employs
them or arrange to have them sacked. If
they are self-employed, buy up the supplies they need to run their business, then simply refuse to sell them the material unless they
relent. The major limiter of this
strategy is the immense amount of money required at the beginning. This is offset handsomely by the fact that,
given sufficient time, your investment in the business will payoff and
replenish your coffers with gold.

�Now, my lord, any
of these three methods has a fairly good chance of succeeding on its own. However, I�ve drawn up a plan of attack that
should ensure you can become the uncontested ruler of all of Great
Britain. From there, you can simply
employ the same method to get control of the local governments and have them sign a treaty wherein they forfeit all control of
government to Great Britain.�

Harry nods again
slowly. �Very well,� he says, �how do we
begin and where do you fit yourself into this whole plan?�

�I was planning on
filling the role of your first wife.�

Harry frowns a
bit, �Why did you have that role chosen for yourself?�

Hermione�s voice
is rock solid as she says, �Because it would set a good tone for the changes we
want to institute by having a mudblood chosen as a first wife over many
purebloods.�

The wizard scowls
at the bushy haired witch as he removes his feet from Ginny�s back and uses a
heel to nudge the submissive witch away.
Once she is out of the way, Harry puts his feet on the ground and says,
�Hermione, drop your shorts and bend over my knees.�

Confused, the
bushy haired witch lowers her shorts, revealing that she�s not wearing any
knickers and walks to Harry�s right side before she drops to her knees in order
to better obey her master�s orders.

Harry unexpectedly
brings his hand down on Hermione�s bum as hard as he can.

Hermione yelps in
a combination of pain and surprise as her master delivers ten hard swats to her
naked arse.

The young man
says, �Now, do you know what that was for?�

�I don�t know,�
the exasperated witch says.

Shaking his head,
Harry notes Hermione�s slightly reddened bum and begins spanking her again, this
time giving her twenty swats.

Hermione has tears
running down her face when her master once more asks her if she knows for what
she is being punished. �For, for, for lying to you?�

The wizard in
question instantly starts fingering the witch�s pussy, �That�s half right. Now,� he says as he picks up the pace of his
ministrations, �doesn�t it feel good to tell your master the truth?� He doesn�t wait for an answer before he says,
�Do you know what the other half of your punishment was for?�

Hermione is starting
to relax into her master�s hands, enjoying the actions of his fingers when she
says no, that the blow catches her completely unprepared.

Harry�s hand is
starting to get a bit sore after he delivers an additional twenty swats to
Hermione�s bum, �Do you have any thoughts now?�

After the witch
catches her breath from screaming from the unexpected pain, she thinks for a
moment, �For using the word �mudblood� master?�

�That is correct,�
he says as he resumes using his right hand for more pleasant activities. �The word is an affront to yourself,
my mother, and every other competent spellcaster from Muggle stock. When you use that word, you not only insult
yourself directly, but you also insult me by association. Remember that Hermione. Now, Gin-gin, I want you to help your
mistress forget this unpleasantness.�

In under a minute,
Ginny�s tongue has replaced Harry�s finger, helping drive the pain from her
chastisement from Hermione�s mind while other problems are resolving themselves
elsewhere.

_____

Lord Voldemort
looked around the dark cave and smiles slightly. There was not a single item left to indicate
that he had once resided here. All of
his loyal Death Eaters that were not Pureblood fools had already departed for
the mountains of Romania with all the artifacts and other items he expected to
need. The Dark Lord turned his attention
to the one loose end he had yet to tie off.
He says, �Lucius you have been one of my most loyal servant for many
years.�

�Thank you my
lord,� the prostate blonde pureblood says.

�However, you have
insulted me one time to many. I don�t
appreciate you insulting my lineage you pureblooded fool.�

The blonde man
barely has time to look up in confusion before the green jet of light hits him
in the chest, instantly depriving him of life.

Tom Riddle looks
at the corpse and nods to himself. He
then goes over and ties a letter to the leg of an old crow and hopes the bird
can find young Mr. Potter.

_____

While Hermione is
being disciplined, a lone werewolf is sitting at the kitchen table of the drab
abode, wondering what he can do next to help Harry out. However, when the fireplace suddenly roars,
the man is on his feet before he even has time to think and has his wand
leveled against the pink haired woman who steps out of the fireplace sedately
and looks at the man holding the wand with a gentle smile.

Tonks says, �Relax
Remy, it�s just me,� as she shifts her nose to that of a pig.

Remus relaxes with
a sigh, �Tonks, how many times have we told you to call ahead before you Floo
in? Had it been Harry down here, you
would probably be unconscious; the young man has developed a very firm, �hex
first� policy. He�s presently indisposed
at the moment and Hermione indicated that it would be unhealthy to disturb
them.�

The Auror nods her
head, unsure if she truly wishes to be on the receiving end of a spell cast by
Harry. �All the
better, wolfy, it�s you I�m here to talk to,� the brassy witch says as she sits
down.

Curious, Remus
sits down opposite the witch, �Now, what can I do for you Tonks?�

The metamorphmagus
bites down on her first response by sheer force of will. �Remy, as you know, the prophecy about Harry
has recently gotten released to the Prophet
since Harry slew Vol- Vol- Voldemort!�
The effort it cost the witch to say the dreaded name is obvious on her
face. �Anyways, what with him gone and
all, my workload has dropped, drastically.
As of this point, I�m free to pursue, other, personal, pursuits.�

The older man
nods, �Alright, where do I fit into all of this?�

Tonks smiles seductively
as she says, �Very simple my fine, furry friend, I am on the prowl and you are
my prey.�

Remus arches his
eyebrow, �You seem to be under the impression that I might be worthwhile as a
mate.�

The witch looks at
him seriously for a moment, �And why, exactly, wouldn�t you be worthwhile as a
husband Remus? You�re kind, caring,
intelligent, and more humane than most wizards.
In addition, you�re one of the few people who sees me, Tonks, not the
klutz, not the shapeshifter, not even the bitch who can have long, slim legs,
huge knockers, a tight bum, and be virgin tight every time.�

�And
what about my condition?�

Tonks gives a
derisive snort, �What about it? So
you�re a right son of a bitch and need a shave horribly bad for one night. So what?
I�m a queen bitch for five full days, not just at night. It�s just a part of who you are. Truthfully, it�s probably given you a better
look at the worst parts of our society than anyone has any reason seeing.�

The werewolf nods
in reluctant acceptance, �So, where do we go from here?�

�I guess we
explore a little bit, do some dating, see if we can tolerate each other. We can work everything else out from
there.� Tonks smiles as she stands up
and circles around the table, �And just how much �exploring� do you feel like
doing tonight Wolfy?�

Just before the
witch can seat herself in his lap, Remus says, �Not that much tonight. Why don�t you stay for the day and we can
discuss things. If I know Harry, he�ll
have some errand he wants me to run at some point today and I don�t want to be
elsewhere when and if that occurs.�

Tonks sits down
next to Remus and deliberately reaches out and grabs his hand, �Very well then
Wolfy, what do you want to do?�

Remus gets a
mischievous glint in his eye, �Why don�t you tell me about yourself Nymphy?�

As Tonks sputters
indignantly as Remus starts to chuckle quietly.

_____

The cheeks of
Hermione�s bum are still slightly pink as she slips the shorts back on.

�So,� Harry says,
�what is first on the agenda?�

Hermione looks to
her master, �Well, I think we need to get married.� Harry gives her an inquisitive look, so she
continues, �Hogwarts resumes in just about a month�s time. Once that happens, our relationship will have
to be made public, at least to a degree, which will make further negotiations
difficult, at least if we�re not married.�

�And what about your being underage?�

�I doubt it will
come up, given your current popularity.
However, if someone is stupid enough to cross you on the matter, you can
always invoke the old laws allowing a noble to marry any female of his
choosing.

�Speaking
politically,� the brainy witch continues, �it would be best to have a
muggleborn witch as your first wife. The
woman who holds the position will generally exert the greatest influence on her
husband than any other wife. Given the
nature of the reforms you wish to implement within the Wizarding world, it
would certainly be advantageous to make it clear from the outset that you
consider a lowly mud- muggleborn worthy of being your first wife, especially
when she doesn�t give birth in nine months.�

Harry nods as he
leans back and puts his feet back up on his footstool, �Alright, I can accept
the logic behind the whole matter. I
guess the next matter that needs to be discussed is; how do we go about getting
married?�

Hermione smiles,
grateful her master isn�t going to contest her plans, �It�s a rather simple
ceremony. We each say the spell, touch
the tips of our wands together, and barring unforeseen complications, we are
married. So, when would you like to do
the ceremony?�

�Later, for now
though, I�m curious as to what you have planned for after we are officially
married.�

�I�ve already been
in contact with the Parkinsons, Pansy�s parents. They are traditional purebloods and as a
result are willing to meet with you about a potential marriage contract for
Pansy. As she is their only descendant
they will most likely want a great deal of money for her dowry. I have two items to help on this front. The second is a spell that�s rather fallen
out of use in modern days, but it is still used by some of the more hidebound
purebloods. The spell tests a woman�s
virginity. Since you want to absolutely
ensure your wife�s loyalty, I presume that you will wish to use the Bonding
spell on them. The spell will help to
ensure that the woman in question is acceptable under the spell conditions.�

Harry nods his
agreement, �I�m curious as to why you chose the Parkinsons
as the first stage of this?�

�Because they are politically connected and
because they are known to be very traditional, thus open to the idea of
marriage contracts.�

�Alright Hermione,
work with Remus to arrange transportation.
I want a proposal ready for when we meet Pansy�s parents. In the meantime, I think it�s time to get the
whore a replacement for her wand.
Hermione, I also want you arrange for Ginny to have proper clothing for
our errands. I will leave it to your
sole discretion; my only instruction is that it be sufficient to prevent any
charges of public indecency.�

Hermione grins
evilly as she mentally forms the image she wants. �I think milord; I should be able to prevent
her from being arrested while still emphasizing her status as your slave.�

�Good, then,� the
young man says as he stands up. �Then I
will go and speak to Remus about going to Diagon Alley. Very well then, let�s be about it.�

Ginny follows her
mistress apprehensively as Hermione hums happily.

Harry smiles as he
walks down to the kitchen and is pleasantly surprised to find Tonks and Remus
holding hands and speaking quietly to each other. He clears his throat and grins as the two
adults jump, �So Remus, Tonks, is there anything you want to tell me?�

When the two start
to blush, Harry starts to laugh, �It�s alright you two. If you want to go out, that�s fine with
me. Remus, I hate to drag you away from
your new girlfriend, but I�d like to visit Diagon Alley. We need to hit Ollivanders and Flourish &
Blott�s. I will want you there as protection
as Ginny is without her wand and Hermione is unable to use magic legally yet.�

Tonks looks at
Harry a moment, �Would the two of you please tell me what�s going on?�

Harry sits down
with a sigh, �Tonks, before I go on, you have to swear by your magic that what
I tell you goes absolutely no further.�

A moment later the
oath is made and Harry begins the arduous process of bringing the Auror up to
speed on current events, both the PR version and the truth.

By the end of the
telling, Tonks is livid. However, before
she can start to spout indignities, the door to the kitchen opens.

Hermione walks
through the door first with a big grin on her face and everyone can see the
leash in her hand as Gin-gin follows her through.

Ginny�s outfit
knocks the breaths out of the two men.
She�s wearing a black string bikini, where the cloth on her chest is
markedly smaller than Harry�s palm, and a pair of sheer thong
bottoms combine with a pair of stiletto heels, and collar and leash to
complete her attire.

Hermione says,
�We�re ready to go.�

Harry chuckles
slightly after he regains his senses.
Shaking his head, he says, �Hermione, don�t ever change.� Turning to Tonks, he says, �So, what do you
have planned for today?�

�The problem is,
Harry, you did your job too bloody well!
With Voldemort gone, and no other Dark Lords showing their ugly faces,
the entire Auror force is being cut back.
So, I�m pretty much free most of the time. In fact, if I still have a job in six months,
I�ll be shocked. I�ve always devoted
more energy to doing my job properly, and less to the kind of ass kissing the
political types do; so, I haven�t got the network of connections that would
save my job. They don�t care about my
successes, it�s going to be because of my �marked clumsiness� or �lack of
professionalism� or some other rubbish they make up to sack me!�

Even Hermione is
shocked at the bitterness in the woman�s voice.

Harry gets an odd
look on his face before he starts to grin, �Remus, would it be safe to say that
you would feel better if I had a fully trained bodyguard on call at all times?�

The werewolf looks
at his young charge for a moment, �Why would you do that Harry?�

�For several
reasons; and you two getting together only is only a minor one. First, I know this young woman and trust her
implicitly. Second, Tonks is a fully
trained Auror who could probably help tutor me in dueling and the other combat
arts. Third, I count her as one of my
last friends and I always look out for my friends. Fourth is because I think you two need time to
find out if you are compatible and are mature enough to work together even if
you can�t make it romantically. Finally, simply because I can.�

Everyone is
shocked at the depth of logic the young man had strung up together on no
notice. Finally, Remus starts to
chuckle, �Well cub, you make your point well.
If the witch in question is amiable, then I certainly have no
objections.�

Tonks finally
shakes her head to shake off her shock, �I like your thinking, boss man. This also allows me to leave on my terms
instead of being tossed out on my ear.
What sort of pay are you talking here?�

�The same pay
scale you would receive as an Auror with cost of living raises as well as
increases in pay that would result from seniority.�

Remus arches an
eyebrow, �What aren�t you telling me Harry?�

The
young man smiles, �Not much; just that I�m planning on hiring a lot of
bodyguards and I want Tonks to lead them.�

�Exactly how many
guards are you talking young man?�

�I don�t know yet,
how many werewolves are there in England?�

Remus� eyebrows
shoot up, �What�s on your mind Harry?
The complete version this time please.�

Harry sits down at
the table with a stern expression on his face as Hermione sits down next to
him. Harry says, �Remus, werewolves are,
at present, barred from getting a decent job because of the anti-werewolf laws and
because of popular opinion. Imagine the
gratitude and loyalty they would feel towards someone who is fully aware of
their condition and is still willing to hire them at a decent rate of pay,
treat them decently, as though they actually are decent human beings, and make
full allowances for their monthly transformations, including providing the Wolfbane potion at cost.�

Silence reigns for
several seconds before Remus starts to chuckle, �Harry, this could be one of
the finest pranks in history. The
goodwill alone from the werewolf community not withstanding, the public
relations aspect cannot be overlooked.
Just imagine the potential good it would do for the public image of
werewolves if the Boy-Who-Won is willing to entrust us with his personal
safety, at least if we can find a reporter whom we can trust.�

Harry speaks up,
�There�s one more little proviso. Remus,
I want you to act as point man on this project.
I want you to get a hold of every werewolf you know whom can be trusted
and is not a psychotic lunatic, at least other than the night of the full
moon.�

The werewolf nods,
�This could take some time, cub. We�ve
been beaten, abused, maligned, and deceived so many times, a lot of werewolves
are going to be hesitant to accept the deal at face value, but I think I can
bring them about.�

�Take your time
Remus; I want to make damned sure we do this right the first time.�

Remus nods again,
�What�s on the agenda for today?�

�Two stops, Ollivander�s for a wand for the whore and I suspect
Hermione would enjoy a trip to Flourish and Blott�s. After that, maybe a stop for ice cream,
providing nothing exciting happens, otherwise straight back here.�

Tonks nods
slightly, mentally shifting to Protective Detail mode, �What form of
transportation were you planning on?�

�I was planning on
using the Floo to get to the Leaky Cauldron and returning the same way, unless
things go to hell quickly, in which case, the three of us Apparate while
Gin-gin and Hermione will use the Order Portkey.�

Remus nods as he
pulls off his Portkey and hands it to the bushy haired witch who slips it
around her neck with ease.

Harry stands up,
�If there are no other questions, we should be on our way quickly.�

Five minutes later
the four of them are entering Diagon Alley.
Though Ginny gets some odd looks as she balances precariously on the
unfamiliar shoes, the group makes it to Ollivanders without being molested.

The strange old
man appears in an instant once they walk through the doors. He says, �Well Ms. Weasley, it would appear
your breaking faith with a certain young man has finally come home to
roost. I take it then she is here to buy
a wand more in keeping with her present mentality?�

Harry smiles as
the creepy wand maker, �Indeed she is sir.�

Twenty minutes,
and over thirty attempted wands, later, Ginny finally finds an acceptable
wand. After paying the wand maker, the
group walks to Flourish and Blott�s where Hermione slips Tonks several books
with a whispered request to buy them for her.
Curious, the Auror looks at one of the titles and decides not to read
the rest before buying them. The book
she chooses to read the title of was �Taming the Bitch by Donatien de Sade.�

The group
immediately heads to the Leaky Cauldron and back to Grimmauld Place.

Once the group is
safely back at Grimmauld Place, Harry looks at Remus and says, �I�m not
expecting to be going anywhere else for the rest of the day, so feel free to
spend it with your girlfriend. Hermione,
I�m going to be reading up in the study.
I want you to talk with Remus now about meeting the Parkinsons. I want to get that matter settled soon. We do the spell tonight, and preferably,
collect Pansy on the morrow.�

Hermione nods, �I
should be able to set it up that soon.�

�Great, after that
take some time and enjoy yourself with the whore, then
send her to me.�

The bushy haired
witch nods happily, eager to try some new ways to torture the harlot.

The messy haired
young wizard retreats to the study where he continues to peruse the vast
collection the Black family had established over the past several hundred
years. As he looks over the various
books on the Dark Arts, it occurs to Harry that the thought of using this
knowledge should disturb him greatly; but oddly, the title of Light or Dark
doesn�t seem to bother the young man very much.

Harry finally
selects a book on curses and hexes that are borderline illegal before sitting
down to read.

Over an hour
later, Ginny crawls into the room on her hands and knees, once more naked. As she crawls over to her master, he can see
several bright red welts on the witch�s back.

Harry smiles as he
sees the state of Gin-gin�s back, �Ah whore, I�ve been waiting for you, I need
somewhere to rest my feet.�

The enslaved witch
winces slightly as she crawls to in front of her owner and turns her profile to
the seated man.

The messy haired
wizard puts his feet on Ginny�s back, deliberately setting his feet on the
section that is the most heavily abused.

_____

That night, Harry
leaves Ginny suspended by her wrists in the Playroom that Remus had told
Hermione about after the return from Diagon Alley.

Harry and Hermione
are in his bedroom, naked with their wands in hand. The two had spent the afternoon reviewing the
spells for the marriage ceremony.

Harry nods his
head and the two speak the spell together.
As the tips of their wands start to glow a pure white, the teens touch
the tips and are engulfed in a white light for several moments.

After the glow
fades away, Hermione looks at her new husband with hungry eyes. She growls out, �Take me.�

The young man
grabs his bride by the scruff of her neck and pulls her face to his for a rough
kiss.

Hermione willingly
melts into her husband�s embrace.

After Harry pulls
out of the kiss he locks eyes with his first wife and says, �So how do you want
it?�

Hermione grabs
Harry�s erection and replies, �I want this monster up my arse; hard.�

The young wizard
releases the witch�s neck and grabs her shoulder to spin her around.

Hermione finds
herself forcibly shoved at the bed and impacts the end a bit roughly. Before she can respond, her neck is grabbed
in an iron vise and she is forced to bend over the end of the bed.

Harry feels a rush
of power as he squeezes the back of Hermione�s neck, a feeling which is
amplified when the witch reaches back and pulls apart her cheeks, giving him an
unobstructed view of her backdoor.

The witch tries
valiantly to relax as she presents her arsehole to her master. She shudders in anticipation as Harry presses
the tip of his staff to her anus.

The wizard has a
maniacal grin on his face as he prepares to bugger the witch beneath him for
the first time she can remember. Slowly,
he pushes forward, earning a protracted moan from Hermione.

The bushy haired
young woman revels in the feeling as she feels the first cock she can remember
filling up her back passage. Finally,
she feels her husband�s crotch come into contact with the cheeks of her
bum. As he pulls out, the witch is left
with a rather acute feeling of hollowness.

Harry pulls back,
until just the tip of his rod is still in Hermione�s arse. Without warning, he suddenly shoves forward,
burying himself in her to the hilt.

Hermione can but
lie there and pant as her lover shags her bum with hard, fast strokes. Almost despite herself, the young witch can
feel her climax building up as she is buggered.

After almost a
full half hour, Harry�s hand suddenly squeezes Hermione�s neck hard as he
shoots his seed into the willing wench.
As he pulls out, he says, �Well, you are a lot better a fuck when you�re
awake at least.�

_____

In the morning,
Harry releases Ginny, and promptly demands a morning oral worship as a means of
thanks for not beating her before letting her down.

In the kitchen,
Ginny sits on the floor next to her master, kneeling so she�s sitting like an
obedient dog. Remus and Tonks are along
one side of the table, holding hands that are out of sight, while Harry and
Hermione sit opposite of them.

As the
metamorphmagus eats her breakfast, she looks at her new employer
curiously. Finally the woman breaks down
and says, �Harry, I have a strange question for you.�

Harry looks at her
curiously and nods his head.

�Yesterday, after
we got back from Diagon Alley, I talked to Ginny for a moment before she was
carted off by your new wife. She told me
how you executed Molly and Ron for betraying you, including the method. I�m wondering why you did what you did,
concerning how badly they betrayed you.�

Hermione speaks
up, �My husband and master chose to let me decide the fate of the Weasley
betrayers. I wasn�t so concerned with
how painful their deaths were; I was more concerned about how humiliated they
felt just before they died.�

Tonks nods her
head, �I was just curious about that.�

After breakfast is
concluded and Dobby clears away the dishes, Harry asks, �So what is the plan
for today?�

Hermione says,
�Well, Tonks needs to go the Ministry today and submit her resignation. I was planning on you, me, and Remus going to
Parkinson Manor for the negotiations. I
doubt they are going to object to you insisting on having a bodyguard on hand
considering they�re rather dark reputation.
That only leaves the matter of the whore to deal with.�

Harry nods his
head thoughtfully, �Well, as for her, we can leave her tied up in the
Playroom. Tonks, you can use her however
you like if you get back before we do, providing of course Remus doesn�t
object.�

The werewolf says,
�I�ve got no objections Tonks. You�ve
given me pretty much blanket consent to use her if your not around, I wouldn�t
be much of a man if I wasn�t willing to do the same for you, now would I?�

Tonks gently kisses
her boyfriend for a moment before she stands up, �Well, with that sort of
encouragement, I think I�d best get to the Ministry and get that taken care
of.� She immediately steps over to the
fireplaces and Floos to the Ministry.

Harry stands up,
�Well, when are we expected Hermione?�

The witch looks at
the clock, �They said any time after nine would be acceptable.�

The young man
nods, �Come along whore, I want to get you nice and secured before we leave.�

Gin-gin is left
hanging by her wrists with her feet almost a foot off the ground by her master.

At five minutes
after nine, Remus, Hermione, and Harry Floo to Parkinson Manor.

A tall, dark
haired woman greets them, �Welcome Lord Potter, my name is Marlene
Parkinson. I see you have brought some
assistants with you. My husband and
daughter are waiting for us in the study, if you will follow me please.�

The trio follows
Mrs. Parkinson into a well-lit room with four leather chairs placed on two
sides of a coffee table. In one of the
chairs is an elegant looking, slightly heavy set man with black hair heavily
lined with silver. The man stands up as
the group enters the room.

Harry walks up to
the man as the silver haired man extends his hand, �Lord Potter, may I welcome
you into my home. I am Horace Parkinson. I see you have some associates with you. If you like I can have another chair brought
in.�

Before Harry can
respond, Remus speaks up, �I appreciate the offer sir, but as my primary role
here is as that of a bodyguard, I would prefer to stand.�

Horace nods, �You
would be Remus Lupin, correct?�

The werewolf nods,
�I am. Is there a problem?�

�No,� the other
man responds, �I am just unused to welcoming werewolves into my home under any
circumstances. Ah well, I guess there is
a first time for everything.� Horace
sits down, �Please seat yourself Lord Potter, and we can get down to the matter
at hand.�

Harry and Hermione
sit down opposite Horace while Mrs. Parkinson seats herself next to her
husband.

Mr. Parkinson
looks at Harry as he folds his hands in front of his face, �So Lord Potter,
shall we do small talk first or skip straight to the heart of the matter?�

Harry laughs
lightly, �Straight to the matter if you don�t mind sir.�

Horace becomes
dead serious, �Very well young man, to the point then. You wish to purchase a marriage contract with
my daughter. Tell me your offer and I
will let you know if I have any objections.�

The messy haired
young man nods, �Hermione, if you would please?�

�Of
course. I believe that I should
raise the one point you are most likely to contest first, it also happens to be
the one that is completely non-negotiable.�

Horace nods
slowly, �I believe that would be wisest.
What is this point?�

Harry speaks up,
�That I will be taking multiple wives and that Pansy will not be my first
wife.�

Mr. Parkinson
scowls slightly, �You are right, happy about this, I
am not. However, given our respective
reputations, I cannot honestly expect the savior of the Light to take the
daughter of a well reputed Dark family as his primary wife. If you will pardon a blunt question, why are
you seeking my daughter�s hand if not to have her produce your heir?�

Harry smiles
slightly, �I appreciate directness and a blunt question deserves a blunt
response. I am seeking to marry your
daughter solely for the political and economic advantages your family can offer
me when I make my move to get myself elected the Minister of Magic.�

Horace throws his
head back in a full belly laugh, �Mr. Potter, I have dealt with a great many
people. I was expecting many answers,
but not that one and certainly not that bluntly. I appreciate your not attempting to waffle
the matter. Very well,� he says with a
chuckle, �let me hear the rest of the terms of your proposal.�

Hermione clears
her throat, �Well, with that out of the way, we can get onto the meat of the
subject. Before any agreements are
finalized, we insist that she be subjected to the Virgin Revealed spell to make
sure she will be acceptable.�

Mr. Parkinson
nods, �I am familiar with the spell. I
would be rather concerned if you did not insist on that being used. Unless I am drastically mistaken, there
should not be a problem in the least.�

�Good sir,� the
bushy haired witch says. �Now onto the
matter of fiscal compensation, for the marriage contract, we are prepared to
pay fifty thousand Galleons if she proves to be a complete virgin. Should the test come back negative in any
area, the price will drop by ten thousand Galleons.�

Horace nods once
more, �Are there any other conditions young lady?�

�No sir, there are
not.�

�Very well, I find
the terms acceptable. Now, I do have one
question that is solely for my own information, who will be your first wife Mr.
Potter?�

Hermione says, �I
am his first wife sir.�

Mr. Parkinson
looks panic stricken, �My apologies Mrs. Potter. I did not know of your nuptials.�

Harry clears his
throat, �That, sir was deliberate. I
would appreciate it if the information went no further for the moment. We are still gathering resources and do not
wish to tip our hand prematurely.�

Horace nods his
head, �A very wise move. When do you
intend to make the needed announcements?�

�I intend to
notify the papers, in a spectacular format, late in August. Just before we return to Hogwarts.�

The male Parkinson
gets a far away look on his face, �Very well, I accept on all accounts. Now, I will send my lovely wife here,� he
pauses long enough to lean over and kiss the woman�s cheek, �to bring our
daughter in so you can perform the spell and we can finish our arrangements.�

Marlene Parkinson
rises from her chair and regally walks from the room, exiting by a different
door that Harry hadn�t noticed when they entered the room initially. Moments later, she returns with another young
woman who looks vaguely like Pansy, but there is something less repulsive about
her, though Harry can�t place his finger on what.

Hermione looks at
Pansy, who is currently standing next to her father, feet together, hands
clasped just above her waist, with her eyes downcast. Hermione says, �Let me guess, you were using
a Repulsion Curse on yourself?�

�Actually,� Horace
says, �I used it on her to keep her purity intact. Knowing the way teenaged boys think, I knew
that if she appeared ugly, the odds of one of them pressing the matter of
sexual intercourse would be miniscule.�

Harry is curious
as to Pansy�s lack of response to her being discussed as though she is not even
in the room. However, before the young
man can speak up, her father does.

�I have raised my
daughter in the old ways Lord Potter.
She knows her proper place and that is under her father and
husband. Both my wife and I have worked
hard to ensure that she is totally subservient to her husband.�

Marlene says, �So
long as that is the role he wishes her to play.
However Lord Potter, if you wish for her to be more of an equal, then
she can easily become that for you.�

Horace says,
�Would you like to perform the spell Lord Potter or would you like for me to do
so?�

�I will trust you
Mr. Parkinson. Perhaps though, you
should explain the spell to Pansy as she appears to be quite tightly wound.�

Horace Parkinson
looks at his daughter and can easily read the apprehension in her posture. He stands up and quickly embraces Pansy. When the two separate, he says, �Pansy, I�m
going to need to cast a quick spell on you.
Harry here has sought a marriage contract as you know and he wishes to
ensure you are still a virgin. Do you
have any problems with this?�

Pansy scowls for a
moment, and she seems to spit out, �At least he can�t be any worse than that
slimy, lecherous rat, Draco!�

The silver haired
wizard looks at his guest, terrified that the young man will be offended.

Harry is smiling
at the description of Draco, �I see you are not as big of a supporter of Draco
as you make it appear Pansy.�

The young woman in
question blushes as she looks down at her feet.

Horace, relieved
that Harry is not upset, looks at his daughter and says, �Mind your tongue my
dear. Now, the spell I need to cast on
you will test the four major point of sexual contact to prove that you are
pure. Remember, no matter what, your
mother and I both love you dearly.�

The man steps away
from his daughter and draws his wand with an economy of motion. He utters the spell and a white cloud
suddenly engulfs Pansy.

Everyone watches
as the nimbus swirls around the witch before settling around her mouth, hands
and hips.

Horace and Marlene
are relieved when the mist around Pansy�s crotch and bum stays white, marking
that as virgin territory. However, when
they look to Pansy�s hands, their hearts almost stop at the blood red color,
signifying the loss of ten thousand Galleons.

Harry nods his
head, �Three out of four is not so bad, especially concerning the company she
has kept these past five years. The
offer stands at forty thousand Mr. Parkinson.
My wife has the appropriate documents already prepared if you are ready
to sign today.�

Horace sits down
as Hermione reaches into her robe and produces a portfolio.

The bushy haired
witch opens the folder and flips past one document before drawing out the
second, �I came prepared with one contract already set for each of the five
possible outcomes where a contract was agreed upon. This is a formal contract wherein my husband
exchanges forty thousand Galleons for the right to marry one Pansy
Parkinson. You will need to sign this
after which Harry will sign the other spot to finalize the contract.�

Mr. Parkinson
laughs slightly as he takes a prepared quill from Hermione, �And what, Mrs.
Potter, would you have done if I had tried to negotiate for more money?�

Hermione�s grin
would be more at home on a shark that has just spotted a bleeding fish, �I
would have ensured that you paid a great deal less. We are both well aware that had my husband
not been inclined to be generous, the amount paid for so called, �damaged
goods,� is markedly less. Under normal
circumstances, for a full virgin,� the witch says as Horace passes the contract
and quill to Harry, �a contract is settled for at most five thousand. Yet we are willing to offer ten times as
much, with only a relatively minor reduction in payment for each degree of
damage.�

Harry signs the
contract quickly, �Mr. Parkinson, would you and your family care to witness
your daughter�s marriage this night?�

All three of the
Parkinson�s are shocked for a moment, until Marlene gets an odd look in her
eyes, �You want to marry our daughter quietly so as to avoid having to answer
any unpleasant questions concerning your non-bachelor status, correct?�

The messy haired
young man smiles as he nods his head.

�Very well then, I
presume your plan was to simply perform the marriage spell in private, with
only the group of us as witnesses?� When
the young man nods again, Marlene says, �Then I certainly don�t object if my
husband and daughter do not.�

Horace has a
slightly bemused look on his face as he shakes his head no. Pansy looks at first Harry, then Hermione,
and finally, her mother. �I don�t
object. I expected my wedding to be a
bit more spectacular, but whatever works, works.�

Harry nods as he
stands up. He walks over to Pansy and takes
her right hand. The young man brings the
hand up and gently presses his lips to the back of Pansy�s hand, �Though this
is not strictly needed, Pansy, will you marry me?�

The witch in
question blushes slightly as she says, �Yes I will.�

Harry turns to Mr.
Parkinson, �Sir, how do you plan to deal with the fact that Pansy is underage
to do magic?�

�The manor,�
Horace says, �is shielded against detection by the Ministry. So, young Lord Potter, will you allow my wife
and I to witness the marriage?�

�Indeed sir. Is there any preparation you and your wife
would care to perform in advance of our wedding?�

Horace shakes his
head while Marlene says, �Actually, if you don�t mind, I would like a few
minutes alone with my daughter to go over the spell with her and give her a
primer on the situation and her role in it.�

Harry nods his
head, �Please take your time ma�am, we only get to do this once and I want to
get it right.�

The two female
Parkinson�s exit the room through the entrance where Pansy came from.

Remus speaks up
from by the door, �Your daughter is remarkably collected Horace. I always thought of her as being a bit
uptight when I was teaching her.�

�Thank you Mr.
Lupin. I would like to state for the
record, I did not write to Headmaster Dumbledore seeking your dismissal.

Remus seems to
sniff the air for a moment before nodding, �I appreciate your position Mr.
Parkinson, as well as your honesty in this matter.�

Harry, Hermione,
and Horace spend the next few minutes discussing light matters and enjoying their
tea.

The door opens and
Pansy and her mother walk into the room smiling. Pansy says, �Are you ready to officiate the ceremony Mrs. Potter?�

Hermione gives the
Slytherin girl an odd look, �Why are you being so upbeat about this?�

�Because this
means, not only do I get to avoid marrying Draco Malfoy, but that I also gain a
husband with the ambition, drive, and capability to become the Minister of
Magic.�

Hermione
nods, not completely contented, but willing to accept the answer for now.

Horace says, �Well
Lord Potter, if you are ready, then let the marriage commence.�

Harry draws his
wand as he steps towards Pansy. The
youngest Parkinson draws her wand in response.
A moment later the two are at the proscribed distance. At a nod from Hermione, they each cast the
spell and touch the tips of their wands together. As before, a white light enshrouds the new
husband and wife.

When the light
fades away, Hermione calmly walks over to Pansy and kisses the surprised witch
on the lips. The bushy haired witch steps
back after a moment and says, �Welcome to the Potter family Pansy.�

Horace smiles at
the dumbstruck expression on his daughters face, �I congratulate you Mrs.
Hermione on knowing the proper protocols to use when welcoming a junior wife
into the family. Now, would you like
some champagne to celebrate the event Lord Potter?�

Harry glances at
Hermione out of the corner of his eye and she shakes her head slightly. �Thank you for the offer sir, but I don�t
think it would be wise for my judgment to be impaired tonight.�

Mr. Parkinson
laughs quietly, �Already checking in with the wife I see. A very wise move good sir.�

The young man
says, �She is much more widely read than I; thus I trust her thoroughly on such
matters as this.�

The chairs Harry
and Hermione had sat in are removed by the House-Elves and are replaced by a
comfortable sofa. Harry sits down in the
middle while Pansy seats herself to Harry�s left and Hermione sits on his
right.

The group spends
several hours discussing various topics, including how Horace and Marlene can
aid their new son-in-law, before Harry says, �Thank you much for your
hospitality Horace. I�m afraid though,
that we do have several other items that need to be attended to today.�

Mrs. Parkinson
stands up elegantly, �Your plans seem quite ambitious Lord Potter, but my
husband and I will aid you however we can.
If you like, I will show you out.�

Remus,
Hermione, Harry, and his newest wife all Floo back to Grimmauld Place.

Tonks is in the
kitchen as the group arrives with a very satisfied look on her face and Ginny
kneeling at her feet.

Gin-gin has yet to
notice the arrival of her master and says, �Please mistress, may I wash my
mouth out?�

The former Auror
likewise missed the group�s arrival as she says, �Like I said before slut, no
you may not. I would think you would be
used to the taste by now.�

Harry chuckles
quietly, drawing the attention of Tonks and Ginny. �Well Tonks,� he says, �I see you are getting
used to the perks of working for me.�

Pansy looks at her
husband curiously and he says, �I�ll explain everything later. For now though, Hermione, I want you to take
Pansy and prepare her for me to use the second spell on her.�

The bushy haired
witch grins and leads the Slytherin girl from the room.

Tonks says, �A
message came from you via a crow. I took
the message, but the bird took off immediately thereafter. The letter is charmed so only you can open
it, I already tried.�

Harry takes the
letter and opens it. He quickly reads
the letter, �It�s from Voldemort. The
letter is a Portkey to where he�s left his sacrificial offering. Remus, I want you and Tonks to go and collect
the three. According to Voldemort, they
are already in an Enchanted Sleep, so you will simply need to bring them back
here. Store them in the basement until I
decide what to do with them. You
activate the Portkey by simply touching your wand to it.�

The werewolf nods
and takes the letter. After the pink
haired woman grabs a hold of the parchment, Remus activates the Portkey,
leaving Harry and Ginny alone in the kitchen.

�Now whore,� the
young man says, �what to do with you? Ah
well, I can come up with something down in the playroom. Please show me the way cunt.�

Ginny stands up
and leads the way to the torture chamber.
As she has her back to Harry, she doesn�t see him draw his leather belt
out from his trousers. Her first clue is
when the instrument strikes her bum. The
witch has several welts on her arse by the time they reach her room for the
night.

Harry looks around
the room, whips, chains and other items he can�t identify adorn the walls. As he considers his objective for the night,
his eyes settle on a simple set of muggle stocks. The young man nods to himself, �Whore, get in
the stocks, now.�

Ginny walks over
to the wooden apparatus and places her neck on the beam and her wrists in the
two lesser indentations.

The messy haired
wizard goes over and closes the stockade only to find that the item isn�t as
muggle as he thought at first.

The bent over
witch can feel the stocks resize themselves to tightly grip her wrists and
neck.

Harry nods,
pleased with the results as he walks around behind the bound girl. He reaches down and releases his
erection. With practiced ease, he
presses the tip to Ginny�s pussy.
�Whore, I need to take the edge off before I go and welcome my new wife
into the fold, so all I have time for is a quickie, so make this good or else!�

The aphrodisiacal
effects of the marriage spell are still prevalent in Harry�s body as he slams
his hips forward, burying his staff in the barely wet witch�s pussy. After only a handful of strokes, Harry grunts
as he shoots his seed into Gin-gin.

The young man
sighs as he walks around to the front the redheaded witch, �Very good so far
bitch, now there�s one last task for you tonight, at least from me. Put that mouth of yours to good use and I
leave you be.�

Ginny opens her
mouth and takes her masters� half-hard dick into her oral cavity, enjoying the
taste a great deal more than what Tonks left in her mouth. A few quick sucks, bobbing her head as much
as her current position allows, Harry is once more rock hard.

Harry quickly puts
his staff away, �Good work Gin-gin; now, enjoy your stay tonight.� With that, the wizard walks out of the room,
extinguishing the lights as he leaves.

As the scion of
the Potter family walks up to his room where his brides await, he notices the
kitchen light is on. As he sticks his
head into the room, he sees Remus and Tonks sitting opposite each other holding
hands. Harry clears his throat slightly,
�In case either of you are interested, the whore is currently tied up down in
the playroom. If you want to use her,
feel free, just put her back like she is now.�
He ducks back out before the adults can reply. The messy haired wizard it whistling
tunelessly as he climbs the stairs, amazed at just how good his life is looking
at present. However, Harry�s good mood
immediately evaporates once he walks into his bedroom.

Pansy is naked on
the bed on her hands and knees.
Hermione, who is equally naked, is immediately behind the other girl and
is holding a hairbrush by the comb. The
problem is that the handle of the brush is being withdrawn from Pansy�s cunt as
he walks through the door and even from across the room, the young man can see
the streaks of red on the handle.

Harry shuts the
door and walks towards the bed. His
voice is deadly low as he says, �Hermione, what is going on here?�

The bushy haired
witch can sense her master�s anger, �I was just preparing your new wife by
making sure she can never bind you to her will.�

The young man
growls out, �And did it never occur to you that I would wish to deflower my own
wife.�

Pansy looks over
her shoulder, ready to ask about what is going on, but one look at Harry�s face
makes her face forward, prepared to do anything to avoid drawing his attention
while in this state.

Harry takes a
moment to calm himself down and think. Finally he says, �Hermione, you have
overstepped your bounds and will be punished.
Get on you knees next to the bed with you hands behind your head.�

The bushy haired
witch quickly obeys her master. She is
on the floor in an instant, her naked arse resting on her ankles and her hands
folded behind her head.

The wizard freezes
his first wife in place before casting two spells on her. The first prevents her orgasm until he
specifically allows it and the other multiplies the woman�s arousal
exponentially.

Satisfied that
Hermione is being properly punished, Harry turns his attention to his second
wife. He quickly strips down to the buff
and climbs onto the bed behind Pansy. He
says, �May I bind you my wife, to my will, now and forever?�

Pansy has no idea
what her husband is talking about, but old training kicks in, �My life and my
will are yours to command milord.�

Having received
the required permission, Harry slowly pulls the hairbrush from her quim and
tosses it on the nightstand. He parts
the woman�s lower cheeks and smiles as he sees the minor glistening around her
virgin backdoor, indicating that Hermione had done her job of preparing the
witch.

Pansy feels her
master press the tip of his cock against her arsehole and immediately tenses
up. After a moment though, she remembers
a line from a book that Draco had forced her to peruse that said if she tensed
up before being buggered, it would hurt even more.

Harry rubs the
back of Pansy�s neck lightly, �Relax and this will be a lot easier on
you.� He waits a moment before he starts
to gently push forward. After a moment,
the very tip of Harry�s penis pops into Pansy�s bum.

The penetrated
witch feels as though she�s being split apart as her husband slowly pushes into
her back passage. A few tears roll down
her face as she is sodomized for the first time. The only thing that keeps the witch from
crying out and trying to make her husband stop is the final piece of advice her
mother had given her.

_____

Marlene looks at
her daughter and says, �Remember my daughter, you are a woman of society. You may not be your husband�s first wife, but
you are his first noble wife. Your father
and I have both tried to teach you that when your husband speaks, you must
listen. However, when he is silent, you
need not always seek his word.� With
that Marlene embraces her daughter before taking her into the room where Harry
is waiting.

_____

Pansy remembers
those words as she feels her master�s testicles brush against her wet
slit. Despite the pain, she notes that
the feeling was utterly unique. The
witch bites her lower lip to keep silent as her husband pulls out of her.

Harry for his part
is duly impressed at Pansy�s fortitude.
In spit of being fully awake, the girl has yet to make a single sound as
he buggers her. He smiles as he pulls
almost completely out of Pansy�s butt.

Hermione�s nerves
are on fire as she watches her master shag another bint�s bum. She can literally feel the spell holding her
orgasm at bay as she imagines that it is her arse being speared.

The wizard is
slowly building up a rhythm to his shagging as he mentally debates the pros and
cons of holding back. Finally he decides
against it and focuses solely on the pleasure coming from his crotch.

Pansy feels her
master bend over her back and she can hear him hiss something in the same
moment as a warm goo discharges into her behind.

From her spot on
the floor, Hermione can almost see the magic go to work.

Harry�s second
wife can feel an outside force invading her mind, much like when Professor
Moody put her under the Imperious Curse, but a great deal gentler. Unlike the previous intrusion, Pansy cannot
summon up the will to even consider fighting the spell, as hopeless an endeavor
as that would be.

Once the spots
behind his eyes go away, Harry opens his eyes and says, �How do you feel
slave?�

Pansy actually
purrs out, �Wonderful master. Does my
master desire another round?�

The young man
smiles, �Yes, but first, I want to see how much natural talent you have with
your mouth.�

A/N: Until next
time.
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