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Harry's the Master	By : Mischief_Manager Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 31518 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Harry Potter universe, even though wish i could live in it. All familliar characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am making no profit from this work.

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So happy with the views I’ve gotten from this story thus far, and I can’t wait to see where the characters take us. Really, it’s their story, I’m just along for the ride. In this storyline, Harry hasn’t met dobby so he’s never seen a house elf. Sorry it’s taken so long to update I know I’m horrible.
Recap: For the next several hours Harry fucked each girl until they couldn’t handle any more, and while each girl awaited their turn with Harry, they would play with each other to pass the time. When everyone was fully satisfied, they all cuddled up on the giant bed, caressing each other, talking and laughing about the situations that Harry somehow managed to always find himself in. Once the girls all fell asleep, Luna on his left, Ginny on right, and Hermione laying on top of him his dick still deep in her pussy. Harry lay there thinking that for once, maybe he finally was in a nice situation instead of his usual danger. Finally, he drifted off to sleep, a smile on each of their faces, but nobody saw the surprises that would be seen when they awoke.

Harry awoke the next morning to one of his girls screaming, and a feeling of panic ran though his mind. Startled, he jumped up hand outstretched with magic crackling from his palm. The feeling of panic receded from his mind and in its place was a feeling of awe when he saw that each girl had a collar around their neck, each one matched the family crests he had seen the day prior. They all, however, had a large, brilliant ruby, with the letter “P,” floating inside almost like they were alive, breathing inside the stone. Seeing that the sound of distress had come from Hermione, Harry moved to comfort her. Hermione, however, had other plans as she rounded on Harry. Harry James Potter, what is the meaning of this, this, this, barbaric piece of garbage that would only be considered jewelry by the most arrogant, bigoted, scum of the earth, she said, as she was pointing at said offensive article. Hermione, Harry said firmly yet softly. NO, she said. Hermione Harry said louder, and with more conviction. Hermione raised her hand, and made to slap Harry in the face, but just as her hand was about to make contact, Harry flinched as he heard the swack of flesh on flesh yet felt nothing and heard a yelp from Hermione. Harry opened his eyes, and to his astonishment a bright red handprint had appeared on Hermione’s left cheek. By this time the other two girls had come to their senses after being awoken so suddenly and had come to intervene. Hermione, Harry said, I don’t know what’s going on right now either, or where these things came from. Hermione was about to start in on another volley of verbal attack when a quiet matter of fact voice stopped her dead in her tracks. This isn’t his fault you know, came the voice of Luna. Hermione slumped down and started bawling, and the other two girls went to her side to comfort her. When she finally calmed enough to speak, her eyes were puffy, and she had makeup smeared across her face. I’m so sorry Har-HIC-ry, I don’t know what came HIC! over me, Hermione said. Its fine Mione, are you ok? Let me take a look at your face, it looks like it’s starting to swell. At this, Hermione fell into another fit of grief, as the girls tried to calm her down. Harry however cursed under his breath and said to himself, if only I had a calming draught right now.
As soon as the words left his mouth a loud crack echoed throughout the room, and in front of him was a short little creature with a greenish skin, a pointed nose, and long floppy ears. Harry jumped and aimed his wand at the creature. Sorry to startle Master Potter Sir, Tilly is most regretfulls and will be punishing herself greatly. Harry lowered his wand and looked confused at the interesting being in front of him. I’m sorry, Harry said, who are you? The little green creature paled and began stomping its own foot yelping every time it did. Harry grabbed it by the shoulders and gave it a shake. The little creature redoubled its efforts to injure itself, resorting to biting hard on its own arm, and started wailing. Harry not knowing what to do with the self-destructing creature finally yelled STOP!!! As soon as the word left his mouth, everyone in the room froze as though time had stopped, and the little creature looked up at him with water in its big, round eyes. I’m going to let go of you, Harry said, ok? The little creature nodded enthusiastically, its rather large ears flopping around everywhere. From across the room, he heard the girls giggling at his predicament. I need you to promise me you won’t try to hurt yourself, alright? The little creature’s eyes grew even larger, as tears started flowing from them. The strange little creature started crying uncontrollably, and started thanking Harry as it bowed deeply, its bat-like ears draping across the floor. Hermione, looking like she was torn between laughing and crying, was covering her mouth with her hand as she said Harry, I think you HIC! Have an admirer.
Harry, I didn’t know you had a house elf, luna said. A what? said Harry in disbelief. Immediately the elf in question jumped up from the floor hopping around excitedly, saying oh yes Master Potter Sir is having lots’s of elves. Um guys, what is a house elf? Harry asked. It was Ginny’s turn to explain as she said, Harry, a house elf is a magical servant that is bound to a Magical family, but normally only very wealthy families have more than one. Harry looked down at the elf and said, excuse me but what did you say your name was? The elf’s eyes started watering again and it blew its nose on the pillowcase it was wearing. I’m sorry was it something I said? Harry asked. The elf started bawling again leaving Harry even more confused than before. I is apologizing Master Potter Sir, never has a wizard asked for Tilly’s name, and never ever has Tilly been said sorry to, said the elf. Oh, said Harry. Well, Tilly was it, that’s going to change. You will be treated just like any witch or wizard so long as you work for me. The next thing Harry noticed was the dirty pillowcase Tilly was wearing. Tilly, where are your clothes? He asked. Tilly started scampering away from him looking fearful for her life, saying, please Master Potter Sir, please don’t give tilly clothes. Harry, Luna said, if you give Her clothes, you will dissolve the bond between Her and yourself. It is the biggest dishonor a house elf can endure. Meanwhile Tilly was hiding under a nightstand in the corner of the room in the fetal position repeating the words please no clothes, please no clothes, over and over again. Harry crouched down until he and Tilly were eye level with each other and said, Tilly don’t worry I’m not going to get rid of you, I promise. Tilly climbed out from under the nightstand and started thanking Harry again profusely, saying Thank you Master Potter Sir, Tilly is most grateful. One more thing, just call me Harry, he said. As Master Harry Potter Sir wishes, said Tilly. Realizing that was probably as good as he was going to get, Harry let the topic drop. Tilly, Harry said, you never told me why you came here in the first place. OH, Tilly exclaimed as she snapped her fingers and a glass bottle with a bright blue liquid appeared in her hand. To bring Harry Potter Sir his calming draught he asked for. Thankyou Tilly, Harry said as he rubbed the little elf’s head affectionately, you are amazing. Harry took the draught and turned away, when Tilly said, if Harry Potter is needsing anything else just calls for Tilly. At that, she disappeared with another loud crack.
Harry then walked over to Hermione and handed her the bottle, saying here Mione this should help. That’s ok Harry, I think I’m fine now, just a big shock was all, she said. Alright, well then does anyone have any idea what is going on? Harry said. They all kind of looked at each other and shook their heads. Hermione was the first to speak, as she said as big as this place is, there’s bound to be a library we can do some research in. Luna nodded enthusiastically, and Ginny all but groaned at the prospect of doing anything even resembling schoolwork during summer holidays. Harry grinned; it was just like Hermione thinking about a library when there was the slightest chance to learn something new. Sorry Ginny, I think Hermione is right on this one, we need to know exactly what’s going on here. They all started getting dressed when a sharp tapping on the window was heard. Everyone looked to see the source of the noise, and to their surprise, it was none other than Errol, the Weasley Family owl, outside the window. Ginny rushed to let the rather large owl inside, but as soon as she opened the window the bird swooped in, careening toward the bed, knocking everything off the nightstand in the process. Ginny’s face turned a bright scarlet as she said, everyone id like you to meet Errol, the clumsiest owl in the world. Apon closer inspection the owl was carrying a big red envelope, and as soon as it had righted itself, it dropped the letter and flew back out the window with haste, as though it wanted nothing to do with the letter. Once Ginny saw the letter, she was no longer blushing; instead, all the color drained from her face. Mom, she said barely a whisper. What’s wrong Ginny, Luna was starting to ask, until she saw the letter. Oh, a Howler, is that from your mother? Daddy received one from her the time he tried creating Nargle nets around our Dirigible Plum tree, but I think he used the wrong spell, because he ended up pelting the Burrow with plums. Mrs. Weasley definitely wasn’t happy with daddy after that, my ears were ringing all day after that. Remembering the howler after he and Ron flew the car to Hogwarts, Harry moved to pick up the letter. NO! Ginny yelled, but it was too late. Harry had already touched the letter. Apon contact the letter jumped into the air of its own accord, and an unmistakable voice rang out, sounding furious. HOW DARE YOU TAKE GINNY AWAY FROM ME; came the voice of none other than Ronald Weasley, AND IF THAT WASN’T ENOUGH YOU HAD TO TAKE HERMIONE TOO, SHE WAS MINE. YOU EVEN TOOK AWAY LOONEY LOVEGOOD. WELL, I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE A SELFISH GIT POTTER, BUT THIS TIME YOU’VE GONE TOO FAR. I’M CHALLENGING YOU TO A DUEL THE FIRST DAY BACK AT HOGWARTS DURING THE GRAND FEAST. GLAD A WHORE, A MUDBLOOD, AND A LUNATIC ARE MORE IMPORTANT THAN OUR FRIENDSHIP. GET FUCKED, RON. After the letter was finished, it flashed into a cloud of ash and smoke. The scene in the room was a mix of emotions. Luna looked like someone had taken away her puppy, Hermione was crying harder than ever, Ginny looked like she was torn between hurt and anger, and Harry had magic crackling around him, and was ready to kill the jealous asshole. How dare he insult his girls, Harry wasn’t going to stand for it. Wait when had he started thinking of them as “his girls” Harry wondered.
Once harry had calmed enough to notice his surroundings, he called for Tinny. In an instant the little elf appeared with a crack. Yes Master Harry Potter Sir, what can Tinny be doings for you? Tinny, is it possible to get enough calming draught for all of us? Tinny merely snapped her fingers and four bottles of the potion appeared on the nightstand. Thank you Tinny, Harry said, as he walked over and passed out the bottles. Understanding what Harry was wanting, everyone uncorked the potions and downed them quickly. After a few seconds, everyone visibly calmed, and Harry started speaking. We need to decide what to do about this, he said, pointing to the spot the howler had been. Harry, Ginny said, there’s nothing you can do, other than choose a second, and after that nastiness, I think my dear brother Ronald deserves whatever he has coming to him. But he was the first friend I ever had, said Harry. Then why don’t we go to the Burrow today and sit down to have a nice long chat with everyone, Hermione suggested. Well Ginny said, if I know my brother, and I do, he’s not going to let this go easily. Yeah, said Harry, you’re probably right but if I fight him, he’ll lose for sure, and then he’ll be even more of a pain in the arse than he is now. Besides I think once we get to Hogwarts, we’ll need all the help we can get. Is anyone opposed to this plan? When everyone shook their heads, Harry continued, saying, alright then its settled, we can go today to talk it over with everyone. Would you like to talk about this with your dad Luna? He asked. Oh, daddy already knows all about it, but I’m sure he’s probably wondering where I’ve gone, so maybe I’ll send him a letter, said Luna. Well, said Harry, I’ll send one to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
After Harry and Luna sent their letters, they joined the others. There’s something we should talk about, said Hermione. Harry, have you noticed anything odd about your magic? Not really, Harry said, why do you ask? Because, Ginny weighed in, every time you get worked up; we can feel your magic cracking through the air. The other two girls nodded their agreement….it’s pretty hot she said, as her face started to turn red. Luna leaned in and whispered something in the other girls’ ears. The other two blushed deeply but quickly nodded to the blond-haired girl. Ginny looked at Harry and said, Harry, we need to go get ready if we’re going out later. Lady things, you wouldn’t understand. Um okay said Harry, you know we won’t be leaving until Mr. Weasley responds to my letter, right? Yes Harry, but we must bathe, pick our wardrobe, do our hair, and our makeup, Luna said. Harry put his hands up in resignation, deciding to choose his battles. Alright I’m not going to argue, Harry said, chuckling, I’ll just work on my potions essay. Thankyou Harry, said Luna, then she placed a kiss on his cheek, making him blush just a little. Hermione and Ginny each did as well, then they all filed into the adjoining room. After a while of revising, he heard Hermione’s voice from the other room. Harry, can you come here, we need your opinion on something. Setting down his quill and parchment, he walked to the door. When he opened the door, he couldn’t see any of the girls, thinking they must be in the walk-in closet, he stepped into the room. As soon as he made it into the room, he saw flashes of light, then he could see nothing, his arms and legs bound by what felt like rope. Before he could do or say anything, he felt his feet leave the floor, and the next thing he knew, he was laying on his back, his bindings moved to place his arms above his head, and his feet forced apart. Then he heard a mumbled spell, and he felt a lot of cool air across his body.
What’s going on, he said, as he struggled against his restraints. Oh Harry, Luna’s voice said quietly next to his ear. Don’t worry we plan on taking really good care of our prisoner, so just lay back and let us do the work. Harry started to voice his objections when he felt a wet heat engulf his member. Any protests he was about to say were pushed to the back of his mind, and in their place was a deep feral growl, almost demonic, elicited from deep within him. When he was finally able to keep control of his own voice, another surprise came his way, in the form of something wet and pliable running across his anus. Harry jerked at this newly odd sensation, but soon settled down, as what he assumed was a tongue got into a steady rhythm of taking turns lightly prodding and gliding across his hole. All the while the wet heat around his cock had set an unwavering pace up and down his shaft. Harry had been enjoying the sensations for a while when Ginny’s voice rang out. Don’t think you’ve gotten a free pass Mister, as Harry felt the bed shifting near his head. The next thing he knew his face was being covered by something warm and wet. As Ginny sat upon his face, Harry just sat there not really knowing what to do.
A moment later, he heard Luna’s voice in his ear. This is the part where you start licking Harry. hearing this Harry gingerly stuck his tongue out and ran it up Ginny’s core. Ginny threw her head back and let out a loud moan. Luna, however, took this opportunity to start making out with Ginny, effectively muffling her. Harry though after trying Ginny’s nectar, started anew, licking and pillaging her most sacred place. They all continued in this manner for several hours, sucking, licking, and fucking. At some point Harry’s restraints had been banished, and he was able to join in their angst more wholly. It wasn’t until a loud crashing sound startled them out of their erotic stupor, that they had any plans on stopping. Harry seeing that it was Errol back with Mr. Weasley’s reply, made to get up and retrieve the letter. Before he could, however, a crack sound echoed in the room, and Tilly had already brought it to him. Upon seeing the house elf, Ginny and Hermione shrieked, and Luna just Had an amused look on her face. What is the matter now, Harry exclaimed. Harry we’re naked, Ginny all but roared. Tilly looked unfazed, as she said, oh it’s is no problems, I wills help you. No, that’s quite alright Hermione said. I think we can manage ourselves. Tilly snapped her fingers and the four, previously horny adolescents were fully clothed. Thanks again Tilly, Harry said, but in the future, if we’re um….. busy, we would appreciate it if you only came in if we call for you. Oh yes sir Harry Potter sir, she said as she popped back out of the room. Well, that was interesting, Harry said as he opened the letter. Oh Harry, what does it say Luna exclaimed. Let’s find out said Harry.

Dear Lord Potter,
First, let me extend my sincerest apologies for our son Ronald’s behavior. When we received your owl, we were most disgusted with his antics. We have agreed that he should be punished, but we would like your input on the matter. You are very much welcome to come to the Burrow, as you will always be.
Sincerely,
-Arthur Weasley,
Patriarch of Clan Weasley

Well that is it for chapter three, sorry its taken so long, but I am human and I do have ADHD, so focussing enough to get through writing this is challenging at times.
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