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Smell of Submission	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 308949 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 29
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N- This chapter ran a little longer than it I thought it would. Hope you guys like! Oh and I finally got my beta to look over everything! YAY!
Red Demon- Hermione liked that part too, even if she won't admit it to herself yet!
lordamnesia- Thanks! I hope he keeps your interest!
chm01- I usually write Daphne as kind of a dom myself, but Harry needed more subs to play with!
Aranel- Where to start where to start? Well i do think Harry is in for quite a busy year it is true. I think you were asking about the girl on the Knight Bus, well the reason I have not given you more on her is because the point of mentioning the encounter is to point out how little is actually meant to this new Harry Potter. The biggest thing the item is giving him is self confidence and that goes a long way into becoming Casanova really, and don't worry, I am sure we will get to little miss Cho Chang *wink*. Hermione is a very smart little witch but she has a few flaws, one big one when it comes to the new Harry that will be pointed out in this chapter, lets see if you can spot it. I am glad you are enjoying the ride, now buckle in for another installment!
Emily- Thanks! I'll see what I can do, most of the time I don't like to mention size in my story so I can let the reader imagine what they would prefer.
Pairings: Hermione/Harry, Lavender/Ron (background snogging)
Warnings: BDSM (mentioned), CR, D/s, Humil (mentioned), MC, M/F (mentioned)

After only a few days of some well placed comments to both Lavender and Ron they seemed to be glued together at the lips whenever they could be. Each was trying to take charge Harry noticed with a grin. They wouldn’t last, but it would keep Ron distracted for a while at least. He would have to get Ron someone better when he had more time on his hands to think about it.
With Ron out of the way he could give his full attention to Hermione. She was upset at him for taking the suggestions from the book in Potions class, and her current tactic was trying to deny him any further snogging sessions until he turned the book in. Harry was not about to turn in such a useful tool, and he couldn’t let her win with this little ploy she was trying. She needed to learn that it was the one in charge.
He had started to get very annoyed with her stubbornness on the subject. He knew he needed to teach her a lesson but he was at a loss as to how until he came to a particularly interested part in his book on Ivan. He had to admit the old wizard was a genius, and the book had more than paid for itself now
The chapter Harry had gotten to explained out Ivan the Great used to give small gifts to those who were resistant to their own inner need to submit to him. The small tokens he would give always held the same spell. The spells effects never lasted long, only a week or so, just long enough to do its damage and then disappear like it was never there.
The spell was simple. It made whoever held the object think about the person who had cast the spell in the first place. It would build slowly, the victim every so often would find themselves side tracked with thoughts of the caster. By the end of the week though the victim would be able to think of nothing else. The key was to strike and corner the person, use the seeming obsession against them and then let it pass.
Harry was sure that it was dark magic, but he didn’t see a reason to care. A useful spell was a useful spell. The next morning at breakfast while Hermione wasn’t looking Harry cast the spell on the book he had bought her. She was reading it again for some reason, but it made a perfect object for the spell. And since she had had it for a while now, she wouldn’t even think of checking it for spells.
Only three days later Hermione found him in the common room after her Prefect rounds. “Harry can we talk?” She said looking around to make sure no one else is in the room. “I miss you.” She admitted with a blush.
“We’ve been together every day since school started Hermione.” Harry told her innocently.
She licked her lips and looked around again. “I don’t mean like that Harry, I mean I…” She flushed and looked away. “Can you please just get rid of that book so we can stop having this fight?” She asked narrowing her eyes.
“No.” Harry told her firmly and then took her hand. “Come here” he said and pulled her down into his lap before she could protest. At first she was stiff, unsure of sitting this way, but after a moments he rested her head on his shoulder. “Hermione, what kind of relationship would we have if I got rid of something I thought was interesting or useful just because you are put out by the fact I did better than you in a subject for once?”
“Harry I..” She started but he put his fingers to her lips to top her and she fell silent.
“They are just notes from whatever student had the book before Hermione. That isn’t cheating, muggles do things like that at univeristy all the time” he pointed out to her as he let his hand rest on her thigh. “I want this fight to be over as much as you do my sweet.” he said trying out the pet name to see if she responded to it. “But this relationship isn’t going to work if I start it out by giving in to you.”
Hermione was silent for a long while as she thought over his words. “You may have a point Harry, I still think you should be careful with the book at least.” She said looking up to him a bit meekly. “When did you grow up so much?” She asked as she tried to lighten the mood.
“When I realized I have lost too much in this life already, and I refuse to lose even one more thing” he said playing on her empathy for his loss of Sirius just this last year.
“How have you been anyway?” She asked softly, she was now sitting comfortably on his lap like it was where she naturally belonged. “We never talked about… it.”
Harry sighed sadly as he thought about the loss of his godfather. “It is my fault Hermione, but I am learning to live with that, and as I said I am growing up so it doesn’t happen again.” With that he took her lips in a deep kiss as he pulled her body against his.
After a long moment he pulled back from the kiss and looked into her eyes. “Lets talk about something else, how is your meditating going? You must have read that book like seven times by now.” he said in a teasing tone as his hand moved up and down her thigh gently.
“Oh the book has some very interesting ideas in it, but I really just can’t get my mind to turn off.” She said with a sigh as she let herself just enjoy this sweet moment between them.
“Would you like my help?” he offered thinking of several ways to get her to stop thinking, most of which he was not about to mention to her just yet.
“I don’t know if you could Harry, meditation is a very personal thing.” She explained to him in the I already know everything tone of hers.
“Well let me have a look at the book for a few days and see. What is the harm?” He offered with a grin. In the past he would mostly have let things go when she got that tone, but now all it did was make him want to spank her. He would have to start keeping a tally of everything he needed to punish her for later.
She was silent for a moment then she sighed and nodded. “Well I guess it couldn’t hurt.” She said grudgingly. They sat and talked like that, with her curled in his lap late into the evening. Finally after another round of heated snogging they both went to bed.

The next day when Hermione gave him the book he took the first moment he could to take the spell off so he wouldn’t start obsessing over himself. He decided he should actually read it like he had told Hermione, he hoped he could find a way to help her so he could once again put her in her place.
He was taking every spare moment he could to rush through the book and found himself already half way through it by Defence Against the Dark Arts that day. He sat down in class early and pulled out the book as he had done so many times that day.
He was so focused on the book he did not notice the dour man that walked up behind him. “Meditation, Mr Potter?” Snape asked sounding surprised. “I did not think you were interested in disciplines of the mind.” he added with a sneer.
Harry looked up to the man and frowned. “My interests have changed lately Professor.” he said looking the man in the eyes. He would not back down from the other dominate, he would not show weakness. Then it suddenly struck him that Snape was a valuable resource he had never really bothered to use before. “Professor do you know of any better writings on meditation?” He so seriously the professor was taken back for a moment.
“Mr Potter wishes to further his education beyond what is minimally required? Has Miss Granger been drugging you?” The man asked dryly.
The old Harry would have gotten emotional and snapped back at the professor at this point, but he found he had the ability to step back from emotion and keep a cool head. He wondered if it was another power the sheath was giving him.
“No professor, I was just trying to help a friend. She needs to learn how to relax more and I told her I would help.” Harry said still keeping eye contact with the dark man in front of him.
The professor actually blinked as Harry didn’t rise to his bait. It seemed so very out of character for the Potter he had grown to know and dislike. “I assume it is Miss Granger you are speaking of?” The older man asked, but it was more of a statement.
Harry decided to answer anyway. “Yes professor, I fear if she doesn’t slow down a bit she is going to burn out before we graduate.” Harry said like a concerned friend.
“I have heard you have gotten much better at potions this year.” The professor says seeming to change the subject as he walked away towards the only book shelf in the room. “I imagine you couldn’t have gotten much worse.”
Harry still didn’t rise to the bait, he realized this was a power play. If Snape could get him to lose his cool than the professor would show he was superior. “I’ve been focusing a lot more in all my subjects professor.” he answered simply.
“Then you should not have a problem with the ones in this book” The man said coming back with a small red tome. “The potion on page 13 will help supplement the information in the book you are reading.”
Harry looked down at the title of the book: Potions for the Mind and Body. He smiled and looked up at the professor. “Thank you sir.” he said just as Ron and Hermione entered the room. They both looked at Harry as if he had grown two heads for a moment before coming to sit down next around him.
First Ron sat beside him and Hermione sat at the desk behind, but when Lavender entered she insisted the seating arrangement change and had Hermione sitting beside him.
“What was that about?” Hermione asked under her breath.
“He gave me something to help you meditate.” Harry answered truthfully. Hermione blushed and looked down. He knew she was pleased he was taking such an interest in her needs.

She felt slightly sick every time she saw Ron and Lavender together. She had liked Ron since fourth year and it was odd to be with Harry now. Before he kissed her back in Diagon Alley she hadn’t really thought of him that way.
Now though she couldn’t keep herself from thinking of him that way. He had changed so much over the summer, he was confident and commanding. He complimented her when she needed but he also was very straight forward with her when he felt she was wrong.
The way he was constantly touching her was another thing. She had never really been a person to over seek out affection, but the way Harry stroked her leg, or held her in his lap made her feel wanted and safe.
The way Harry was with her made her realize that her feelings for Ron were nothing but a silly crush, they would never work out in the end, Ron couldn’t challenge her the way Harry could.
She was so surprised when Harry went so far to help her with his new project of learning to meditate properly. When he came back a few days after with the drops he had made from a book Professor Snape had given him she was absolutely amazed.
“What do they do?” Hermione asked looking at the small vial Harry had give her.
“The book says it helps to slow down and relax the mind. It says you should only use it the first few times you try. It will help train your mind to do it on its own after a while.” Harry told her and showed her the passage in the book.
“Does it have any side effects?” Hermione asked looking over the passage Harry showed her.
“Well yes. You should only take it around people you trust, because when you are under its influence you are susceptible to suggestions like someone who has been hypnotised.” Harry told her honestly. “You should take it while you are alone either because there is a chance that for odd behavior like sleep walking. It could be dangerous if you aren't supervised.”
“Would you look after me?” Hermione asked with a small smile on her lips. Harry had been her best friend for years, and now they were dating, who would be a better choice than one of her most trusted friends.
A smile came to Harry’s lips as he nodded. “I even promise not to make you cluck like a chicken.” he told her teasingly.

They decided to try the drops out after everyone had gone to bed. So they wouldn’t be disturbed they even decided to go to the Room of Requirement. Harry passed by the door three times and waited for the room to appear with a grin on his lips.
When he opened the door for Hermione they found what looks like a small one room flat. There was a bed, a sofa, even a table with chairs and a small kitchen.
“This will do quite nicely.” Harry said wishing he could think of a reason to tie Hermione down to the bed. “So you just need to relax and just let your mind wander while I make some warm tea to put the drops in.” Harry told her and lead her to sit down on the sofa.
Once the tea was ready he poured it into a small cup for him and added a drop from the vial. “So we will start with one drop, it should only last an hour.” he told her.
He could tell she was feeling odd about letting him instruct her the way he was, but he wasn’t about to go easy on her either. His brain just kept telling him how she needed to learn her place.
“Harry are you sure you read everything correctly?” She asked unable to hold back her concern any longer.
“You read it too Hermione, did I miss anything?” he asked with a kind smile on his lips.
“No.” She said with a sigh and looked at him a little sheepishly. “Thanks for doing this wish me.” She said before leaning up to give him a chaste kiss on his lips.
‘What are boyfriends for?” Harry asked as he handed her the cup of tea to drink. “So just relax, sip the tea and look into the fire. Act as the book has been saying and you should find it easier.” he told her before taking a seat next to her so he could watch her closely. he made himself a cup of tea as well as he waited for the drops to take affect.
Once she had been in a daze looking at the fire for more than ten minutes Harry decided the drops were working.
“Hermione, can you hear me?” he asked as he moved closer to her so he could use a very low soothing voice. She nodded her head as if she was half asleep.
“Tell me Hermione, how far did you really do with Viktor Krum?” Harry asked figuring he should start this out easy to make sure she was fully under.
“We snogged and I let him touch my breasts over my shirt.” She said in a dazed tone.
“How far did you want to go with him?” Harry asked wanting to get as much information about her only last relationship that he could.
“I never really thought of him that way.” She answered and Harry smiled.
“Who have you thought of… that way?” Harry asked curiously.
“Ron, Malfoy, Snape, and Harry.” She said and even her dazed mind made her flush at the admission.
“Malfoy and Snape?” Harry asked sounding surprised. “You’ve had fantasies about them?” He asked darkly curious now.
“Yes.” She said and her breath deepened with the thought.
“Tell me about your fantasy with Malfoy.” He commanded her firmly enjoying the affect all this had on her. To have her fantasizing about not one but two men that have been nothing but cruel to her was a key insight, he needed to know more.
“He is very rough with me. He makes it clear that he is only out for his own pleasure.” She told Harry softly. “He makes me call myself dirty names.” She flushed and shifted in her seat.
Harry chuckles at how dark Hermione’s tastes already run. “Do you touch yourself while you think about him doing these things to you Hermione?” he asked as his hand moved to her thigh gently stroking her leg.
“No.” She shaking her head as if to accentuate the point.
“Why not?” Harry asked puzzled for a moment by her answer.
“Those fantasies aren't right.” She told him with a sense of finality in her dreamy voice.
Harry decided to come back to that later and looked at the clock to see how much time he would have. “Hermione, what kind of fantasies to you have about Ron and Harry?” he asked as he wanted to know if they were different.
“Ron is always sweet and gentle, he makes love to me on rose covered beds.” She told Harry and then takes in a deep breath. “I just started to dream about Harry.” She continued a moment later. “He presses me up against the wall and takes me rough and hard.” She said panting in a way she did not when talking about Ron.
“Do you touch yourself for either of them?” Harry asked with a smile, he could already tell he turned her on more than Ron.
“Both.” She told him and shifted again in her seat.
“Hermione our time is almost up. From now on you are going to be more honest with yourself. You are going to accept your dark fantasies as normal and acceptable. You are only going to think about what truly turns you on whenever you masturbate. Do you understand?” Harry asked with a smile.
“Yes.” Hermione answered.
“Good girl.” Harry said and then had another idea that made him smile. “Also whenever when someone praises you with the words good girl, it will turn you on slightly. Do you understand?” he asked in the same soothing tone.
“Yes.”
“Good girl.” he said just to watch her twitch the slightest bit. “Now you are not going to remember any of this conversation. All you will remember is having the most relaxing quiet meditation of your life. When you come out you will feel refreshed and at ease.” He added softly.
Once he was sure he was done with her me moved back away from her, sipped his tea and read his book while he wanted for her to come out of the trance herself.
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