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Chapter 42: Bon Voyage

“The sea is oddly soothing and it makes everything seem so small since it can swallow so much. It still doesn’t mean I would stop swimming in it, and it is not as if we were not some of the most dangerous predators in the world.” – LL said to HG.

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Harry looked over to the ferry as they drove the packed car onto it, and it did make more sense than renting a car after crossing the channel. He could still feel the warm meal digesting in his stomach, and from the looks of the girls and the parents, they were similarly feeling full even if they all needed the calories from the night’s activities. He had a book on Paris and the few museums the girls wanted to stop at lying in his lap, and it was lucky they were small enough to fit in the back while the three adults were in the front seat. They had driven to Dover where they caught the ferry so Harry got to see the historic white cliffs of Dover and they didn’t have to stay in the car the whole time and could wander on the ferry. Being in no rush, they had chosen the ferry instead of the quicker catamaran, but also so they could take more things with them and avoid the hiring of a car.

While in the future if the train tunnel under the channel was completed there would be faster transit across to the continent and Europe did have a higher amount of trains than England did at times although the Underground nicely connected enough spots in the high density Greater London area was a nice option considering the lack of decent parking when there normally. It might be fun to do a walkabout in Europe even though visiting Australia did seem tempting as it was probably the farthest place from the convoluted mess that likely would develop once Fudge, Dumbledore and Voldemort’s followers were removed from influence, and as tempting as exploring the slowly opening area in Eastern Europe considering that there were individuals of questionable behavior still running the magical and mundane governments there, Harry wanted to stay far away from there as the ground was soaked with blood still from his awareness. If he tried, he could still see the ghosts from the Blitz and seeing the major battles still holding the dead or worse the killing fields of the numerous genocides was not to his liking even if such places would allow him to create armies of Black Skeletons and drink deep of the spirits’ sorrow.

No, utilizing the killing fields to amplify his magic was not something he was inclined to do nor would it be necessary for his ambition, but if it became necessary to protect what was his he would lap up the condensed essence of death and despair before he could use it on those that would threaten what was his. He was seated in the middle of the back seat with Hermione and Alice leaning against him and Dora leaning into Hermione while Anne snuggled next to Alice as he turned back to the book in his lap, which was about sights to see about, and heading to Paris. It was a bit tight but as comfortable as when they had lounged on the couch watching something on the video box which had been the Betamax version of Star Wars which had been interesting enough and their hands had wandered under the blankets while they watched even if it was not where they went more than slight petting or caressing as the story had been captivating especially to Harry who still hadn’t felt compelled to go to the movies.

Personally, Harry was tempted to try more things that kids his age do, but there was the fact that he preferred not to delude himself with the dream of normalcy as he found it little more than misery in wallowing in apathetic laziness. He would not do anything to make a comparison to Ronald Weasley ever and that was one of the most lazy procrastinating self-absorbed useless sack of dog shit he had ever seen with Draco coming in as a close second. Still his eyes flickered from the sea to his book then over the adults in the front of the car and his girls snuggling so close in the adequately sized car, and Harry couldn’t help but evaluate everything and everyone around him.

Vincent looked his typical self although he had been driving and was resting in the seat of the car at the moment since the restraints for the car were mostly engaged and they hadn’t felt like mingling yet. June was to his far right with May excited in the middle and Harry had to admit that both of the older women were quite beautiful in their dresses especially after having enjoyed getting to know Bella, Cissa, Sarah, Naomi, and Amy that he could properly compare them and appreciate each for their uniqueness. As the trip would only take a bit longer than an hour they could technically wait it out in the car, but feeling the sea air as the boat moved was quite tempting since most had not done so among the children with Hermione actually the more traveled among them.

Harry really didn’t want to let his attention dwell on either June who always looked good and who they had seen in very intimate sensual and sexual acts or May who was a similar stunning brunette who had a body that one would spend days exploring to learn every little impression and what particular caresses elicited the greater moans of pleasure and sighs of fulfillment. The only downside of the trip with the beach is that his libido was already in high gear and none of the women around him were anything but more than just pretty while all were enticing and arousing in their own unique manners. It wouldn’t do to panic even though according to the book the beach that they were going to was definitely mostly topless and between how developed already Alice, Hermione, and Anne were for their ages and Dora no longer shrinking her breasts let alone the understandable arousing visual of June and May there was the fact that the girls would have him being the frisky one although he didn’t doubt the ladies would get wound up by all the eye candy on the beach.

Still remaining in the car for the whole trip would get boring even with the discrete things the girls were doing and from the looks of it perhaps the adults were both teasing each other as well if May squirming between the married couple was any indication. Besides there was a small amount of amenities on the ferry and the car would be where they were for the drive after a quick stop at the port anyways; therefore, Harry sooner than later decided that the girls could do with wandering the deck, which might let the adults play, or something while they were still relatively in sight.

The people around them were talking in a mix of languages although mostly English and French with June insisting that they practice their French since the car had driven onto the Ferry which Harry didn’t mind as if he didn’t he would have a distinctively archaic accent to his words even if it had been more historic Parisian than anything outside of old literature. Still there was the simple fact that as Shakespeare lost some of the nuances when butchered into modern English similarly to how the Man of La Mancha lost some of the subtle humor and other intended meanings as much as Swift’s classic was a satire of the human condition among other things. As it was, such contemplations were washed away with the beauty of nature around them and his nose was filled with the scent of the sea, which he should have been familiar with growing up on an island if it had not been for the Dursleys.

Harry found that he was overlooking from the railing the waves the boat made as it crossed the short distance between the cliffs of Dover and the port in Calais. The view was wonderful and the wind felt nice with the warn mater occasionally rising as the boat moved. The girls had decent length sundresses on and the colors did fit them even if there was a chance the wind might get strong enough to blow the nice bright colored dresses up, but that was a chance they were willing to take as they saw their master smiling as he overlooked the sea and as if the weight of things was lessened with just this one bit of life.

“So we are on our way to a nice long vacation in France, far away from our troubles and obligations, and I can’t help but realize that we all need a breather now and again,” Hermione said looking over her lovers arrayed around Harry and how handsome the lightweight slacks and shirt looked on him. “I have to admit that I have missed the comfort of the sea that I didn’t know I had found, but at least we are all here together, right? It is soothing isn’t it Harry?”

“The sea is soothing especially how it makes things seem so small in comparison and this is nothing compared to the ocean further to our west,” Harry said turning to look further away and frowning at how short his eyes could see at the moment barely hinting at the distant deeper water. “I will admit that there are a lot of simple things in life that I have missed out on, but it is nice to get to enjoy them now and especially with such lovely company. So Dora, how does it feel to have this greater taste of freedom?”

“It is wonderful Harry and even just visiting Hermione has been a dream come true as my mother seemed reluctant to let me visit people before or have them over either,” Dora said as she placed her hand on his as he held the rail and after darting to look around gave him an affectionate kiss to the cheek. “Still spending time with all of you has been wonderful and we get to be somewhere warm and relaxing for a while before the return of our hectic schedules of studying and training begin again. So Hermione and Alice considering you are cousins, was there anything you noticed between those three or were my eyes playing tricks on me?”

The two cousins looked at each other instead of the moving sea with the other boats of various sizes moving around them, and tried to see if the other had more than just suspicions in the parents and the aunt’s behavior, but after some time neither was sure how to answer the question. They could be just good friends who knew each other closely with time spent in long discussions and likewise spending moments in mutual experiences, but the closeness was as visible between them as between their own group so it did seem likely that the adults were involved somewhat and after their own non-traditional relationship in comparison. Hermione knew that men appreciated women for the most part while some just lusted after them for their own pleasures or had less interest while preferring their own sex, but even she knew that it could have been old closeness and her mum had muttered a bit about experimenting in school during her talk. She had not really elaborated even though Hermione had to struggle not to blush at what she had overheard at that point when the frank discussion of biology, emotions and techniques along with toys in addition to why self-satisfaction was likewise sought should have rendered her immune to blushing.

Alice had less time spent around her Aunt June let alone “Aunt” May even though her own sexual hungers were stirred by both and could see that her uncle could do worse for his primary lovers. Her own times watching the rather forgetful lovers as they seemed to forget to close their doors at night frequently although considering that Hermione had told her how June had reacted to being in close almost intimate contact with their master made it more understandable for her as Harry had frequently managed to drive her stir crazy with need before he had been willing to help provide release. If it hadn’t been for the massages, and eventually his guzzling her early developed menses let alone the things she had gotten up to in playing and exploring with Anne she would have jumped him with more ridiculous determination than their previous attempts had been. His art seemed to increase how attractive he was in appearance and his musk was almost assuredly an aphrodisiac for females inhaling it, which would explain why she had been so affected. As it was, Hermione had not tried to see if her parents had a healthy sex life, which now seems to have definitely been the case, but as Alice knew sometimes the variety, spontaneity, and other things spiced it up. While she was mostly intimate with Anne, Alice had enjoyed the bevy of willing girls to help her orgasm even if the taste of Harry had driven their already precocious libidos to madness especially after their first tastes.

“Most likely,” the two cousins said after a moment of thought. “Not that it is bad or anything, but it does leave some questions…”

Harry closed his eyes and savored the sudden surge of water from the boat hitting a wave leaving water drops on his face and similarly sprinkling the girls as well. He was well aware that there were a lot of attractive women in the world and that fate or destiny or some such thing like karma was for some reason seeking to delay his ambition by dropping such delightful willing and distractingly wondrous beauties in his path while cranking the normal hormones to eleven and seeing what happened. Not that he really minded, as the prerequisites for completing his ambition seemed harder to grasp, as the thrice-blasted killing curse seemed to be designed to negate necromantic rituals from working while the transfiguration parody seemed to do better with the bodies that resulted from that curse.

As it was, Harry had discerned that he needed to be able to call Lily’s spirit and break Voldemort’s wand to succeed completely. Tracking the wand which seemed to have never been recovered or it would be in a display somewhere would be a bother as it was most likely scooped up by Peter the Potter’s own Judas. The curse rendered his usual manner of calling forth her spirit moot and the alternative was found in a children’s tale, but like the collection of folk tales that the Grimm Brothers had collected there were nuggets of truth amidst the stories. Still the odds of the Deathly Hallows existing would seem remote before he considered the inherited Invisibility Cloak he had and the obsession it seemed that after much digging and questioning of the shades of recent wizards that both Grindelwald and Dumbledore had been interested in the legendary artifacts where the symbol of them was what Gellert had used in his rise as Europe’s last rising Dark Lord. Considering the number of people killed over the artifacts there was a chance there was a basis in life of them outside the magical version of Fairy Tales as even the Draught of the Living Death had appeared in mundane fiction.

Peverell was a lead and it had taken some effort but the ghosts out of Godric’s Hallow had noticed a grave of one there in addition to that being where Godric had lived where the names matched and also fit the time lines. It would take effort to coerce the ghosts of Hogwarts to interrogate them, and in the current situation, the release of such magic would likely be more discernible than the sacrifices they had already performed on the schools grounds. If the minute chance that orgasm did allow momentary temporal transcendence factored into divination as much as the Greeks had communed with ghost then it was likely that his deluded vision might be true. That meant he would have to find the resurrection stone and from the flashes that Voldemort’s lingering memory when his awakening ritual had destroyed the curse lingering in his scar which only lived in the depths of his subconscious there were some thins precious to the vermin which were his treasures and as galling as it was he had done everything short of Oblivating himself of his birth name to hide it from the world even if the most likely parentage was the bastard House of Gaunt which according to Su was unable to steal most of the House of Slytherin’s resources and treasures. The record did show the gaudy necklace from Grimmauld which had matched his fragmented vision as had the ring in the last proper records of the Gaunt Family, which oddly had the crest of the Hallows on it.

That stone would allow him to violate the boundary that the killing curse did in sending the spirit to death similar to the even more mysteriously not understood Veil of Death located in the Department of Mysteries which had humorously been so well known for being inside a secretive department supposedly the Ministry for Magic’s version of the Ministry of Intelligence, but that didn’t surprise him since the screams of one Augusts Rockwood had been most informative as he tried to plead for his life before being incinerated during his purge of Azkaban. Still the minute well of knowledge which only for the most part allowed him to learn things faster as it seemed like a refresher if the specter had known it was useless for the most part as whatever Voldemort had done to cheat death would forever prevent him from achieving the True Art of Necromancy and thus he had become famous for his use of the bastard copies known as Inferi as well as sending snakes into houses to poison the people inside when he couldn’t bother to break the wards and have them tortured properly.

“Yes, it does leave some questions,” Harry admitted as he pushed aside the nagging worry that would delay his ambition. “Still as you both said it isn’t bad and if they are happy who are we to interfere especially with our own developments. I did notice you all were also giving them more than a once over, and it was more than you two seeing what you will look like in a few short years. So we have things to discuss since we are out of the car and the sound eclipses our words while the angle here nicely is preventing our lips from being read, how do you really feel we are doing in accomplishing our goals?”

“Some of them are coming along nicely, sir,” Alice says while smiling at her master while her cousin looks at them both fondly. “The businesses will provide the money and manpower to track down the necessary ingredients while ensuring a more pleasant life for all of those involved. The only complain I can see is that we are behind in recreating the spells and enchantments to create our own flavor of communication mirrors while the Wolfsbane potion still has room for improvement. Officially, it was created by a Damocles Belby, but the original variant was developed as far as we know by Severus Snape while there would be a reason for it as your conversations with Sirius hinted if not implied that one Remus Lupin is a werewolf who almost devoured the greasy bat. Your description of his instruction method and decline in publishing breakthroughs makes me hesitant to suggest it, but it is possible that as he used to be infatuated with your mother and she was a charms and potions prodigy according to records that the obsessed fool could have stolen it as Remus and your mother were friends longer than she had been friends with your father. Nothing personal, master, but Amanda has been pumping him for information and some of it paints an understandable picture given how things were at the time.”

“Our Hogwarts plans are similarly going according to plan, master,” Hermione said while similarly looking at her cousin and her master with love and adoration in her eyes. “We are well ahead of our year mates in all classes and could complete our NEWTS at Outstanding level before we are scheduled to sit our OWLS, but the non-curricular studies are going to be more involved as I believe you want us to start working on our Animagus forms save for Dora. Potions already is boring in the manner the bat as Alice called him just posts the directions which is mostly just the ingredients which flies in the face of how he was taught and does bring more evidence that it is possible as a semi-retired Death Eater that he could have used the Imperious on a real potions master to get his certification and likely did steal some of your mother’s ideas even if we cannot prove it yet. My lord, things would be easier to confirm once you have retrieved any journals sequestered in Gringott's, but the journals and library of Salazar had many theories and formula that have either been forgotten or expunged from common knowledge. One thing that will eventually be necessary is an accurate copy of History of Magic to know what happened instead of what is claimed to have happened.”

“Agreed, as the number of historic lies is quite high including the reason for the founders splitting and the falsehood that Salazar was a supremacist when he only wished to ensure that the young were properly protected from their fearful at the time kin,” Harry said before his eyes alighted with the sight of some of the larger fish jumping in the water. “I doubt that Binns is being useful, and if it wouldn’t reveal our existence then I would be rid of him already. Unfortunately, that level would be detectable and there is also the fact that all equivalent spells have been removed to allow our dear Headmaster to use the ghosts along with the portraits to augment the wards in keeping an eye on things. I do want to learn the Animagus transformation besides the similarity to my parents learning it, which took some effort to discern since it seems mum, hid the information from Sirius in his memories. I had planned to retrieve the journals on my last trip, but there were complications and too many minders of Dumbledore are in the alley for me to be able to approach it normally. The best chance would likely be when visiting the Weasley's since they tend to go shopping at the last minute when they have the most money to use. We will have complications with whatever Lucius’s plot is about, and I have the feeling it will be resolved sooner than later if you know what I mean Dora.”

“Yes, master, I know what you expect of me, and it will be done,” Dora said as the cold realization was crushed under her loyalty to her master even in the face of her first full human kill and it being her much-loathed Uncle Lucius did sweeten the act. “Penny agreed to mentor me regardless of her decision, but considering the way she was acting I have little doubt she will make the correct decision. The advantage will be next year when she is head girl as she is the premier candidate for her year while I will be able to help more as I will ensure I am prefect in my fifth year to better serve you master. Considering that women older and more experienced are readily conquered with your skills then Penny has no chance. She is my friend, but I think she will be happier this way. I don’t know what to do about my old friends, but as tempting as it is to watch their minds break and bodies succumb to your talents there is a point when sharing becomes a bother even though it is your choice in the matter as in all others.”

“It is true that it is his decision, but I have not met Penny even though her pictures and descriptions are quite interesting while I doubt that she is not already claimed with her mind just not accepting that truth,” Anne said next to Alice while looking fondly at both her lovers and her master even though there was a fanatic madness when looking at Harry. “I find it more interesting to consider what affect two obviously sexually active and aroused women will be experiencing considering that while master possesses a will beyond iron determination that his pheromones and aura grow more dominant every day and even switches like us find it hard not to purr in submission whenever we are around you, sir. It is an almost inevitability that things will be eventually resolved as while June is a more dominant switch that her very body language shifts to become submissive when you are in the room on a subconscious level, and her only real restraints are three things with the first being our supposed ages, her love of Vincent including how obviously caring and satisfying he can be in both sides of her needs normally, and last but not least her love of Hermione as her daughter mixed with some confusion that who she already accepts as the best candidate to be her boyfriend who can dominate her as she needs is you while trying to deny her own desire to be dominated and utterly so by you as well. I may be more insane and childlike at times considering it was my escape, but when I am not playing I can be serious enough and June will eventually succumb to her needs and desires so master best be ready to wake one morning while visiting the Granger's to find June beating Hermione to suckling your first rise in the morning. The only complication I can see is that June loves Vincent too much to ever end the relationship but she will want someone to outright dominate her, which Vincent does a good job at even if he is as comfortable being her master as calling her mistress. Besides, I do not doubt that when we return to the car that there will be the scent of their excitement and playing still lingering, do you not agree our master?”

Harry blinked for a few moments as he processed the rather in depth statements that Anne had just said while he was trying to find fault in her logic. He knew that Anne had been mentally broken by her experiences and that Alice was slightly less damaged by her own misfortunes that thankfully neither Hermione nor Dora had exactly fallen prey to enduring. Harry could find no fault in the reasoning of why June and his interactions were laced with unresolved sexual tension as Harry was pretty much an absolute dominant in scale while similarly defined in his sexual identity even though he did enjoy his women playing with him and each other. He wouldn’t turn June down as long as Hermione and Vincent were cool with things even though May did make things interesting as her very movements screamed she was almost as submissive as Dora or Su in her cravings.

“You have a point, Anne and we will see or rather smell what has happened even with air freshener and trying to air the car out,” Harry replied as his eyes swept to see the smaller fish jumping in the wake of the boat moving. “I see no reason to rush things and this is our break from our studies and ordinary obligations. Now I think we can talk about some less important things before doing that and this trip will not take that long and the air is rather refreshing. Considering that I believe June and May will occupy each other and Vincent, our trip will have plenty of time for the fun some of you have been missing. I still wonder why they were willing to let us not only go on this as well as visit both the Flamel’s and Li’s, but I won’t dwell on it as it would be looking a gift horse in the mouth.”

For the rest of the crossing, they talked about unimportant things mostly and they did snag some food while generally acting like the children they should have been. If the Dursleys had not been so spiteful with things, Harry likely would have done creative things before he found the book and the truth about magic. He was still creative, but his nature had been partially affected by his time there making him colder than he likely would have been otherwise. Harry didn’t doubt that he would have the same general characteristics, but experience did change how one reacted to things. As it was, Dumbledore likely hoped that the Dursley’s treatment would make him weak and pliant and if he didn’t think otherwise a perfect tool, possibly martyr or weapon.

They didn’t stay at distances from each other and they were frequently in hugs or touching each other while laughing and playing like their peers would do. For this little time, they could forget their burdens and be happy. It was nice to forget the bad things that they had experienced in life and only Hermione didn’t have a somewhat troubled home as while both Alice and Anne had decent homes they were not the most available parents as life was complicated. None of them had been raised with the older traditional families and they were somewhat less well off for that lack of familial bonding. Dora had her own problems as Andromeda was affected by her rebelling against the family even though both her elder relatives and the previous Lord Arcturus Black had favored her.

Still they would be across the channel soon enough, and Harry had what he passed off as a minor apprehension than a vision that the girls would decide to go shopping even though he was certain it would happen at some point as he was aware the girls had not purchased their beachwear in Britain for certain reasons. He supposed he had become accustomed to never wishing for the boredom of normality and the misery of mediocrity as his ambition would not allow him to be a slacker so much like Ronald ever. His experiences at the Dursleys and Surrey in general had taught him some cruel lessons, and as safe as being lost in the crowd was that was letting Vernon win and he would not do that for anything save his goals.

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The girls had descended on the portside town of Calais, France were the ferry deposited them after crossing the channel. Harry was grateful that while a tourist port town there was nowhere near the money pit that the shopping in Paris would cause let alone the museum fees for all the sights they wanted to see now. Some nice food and chatting while at a cafe before taking some of the roads to Paris proper which would take about three hours by car without stopping was a decent choice even though there would be a toll on the road. If they had wanted to go slow and really enjoy the countryside there were inns about every hundred kilometers and the road had rest stops every ten and food at about every thirty kilometers so they could dawdle and enjoy the trip or not. They wouldn’t be going directly but stopping at the palace at Versailles even if it was a bit out of the way to see the gardens before backtracking to Paris.

It was what would happen with that many women with money while only two men were around to handle the merchandise that would be the bother. Thankfully, it would only be a somewhat blurry shopping excursion and not an all-day marathon for them, which was a mixed blessing only because the sights they planned to see should be properly appreciated. There were some enjoyable parts in such excursions, but with the adults there, Harry couldn’t properly discipline the girls, which they would feel some regret for acting out when he had the opportunity.

Given the look in Vincent’s eyes, he likely was thinking something similar as well; however, was it really a punishment if the women came hard from a good spanking? Still seeing the ladies eyes glowing as they descended on a fashionable clothing store with shark like grins, he felt a need to commiserate with the only other guy on this trip while making a note to see that Neville would be able to help and work on mastering his shrinking charms and expansion in storage artifacts for such future excursions as while it didn’t strain his muscles the obscuring his view with bags was not pleasant.

“If I have to haul things about so do you Vincent,” Harry said firmly as he realized the one major flaw of having mostly women friends. “Besides, I doubt either June or May will think twice about their utilizing you as their pack mule and I have four girls that are going to give me pouts and puppy eyes while they rush off to get more stuff. I almost wish we had gotten the car some enchantments to ease my mind. I had hoped that the trips they had gone on before this would ease this monstrous phenomenon while I seem more inclined to mail or owl order things to avoid this mess.”

“You just have to deal with it and they likely consider it evened out with how long we spent tuning my bike,” Vincent said as he stayed far away from the cyclone of shopping fury that was in front of them. “You might need to get a line on that Triumph sooner than later given that truth. Just be glad that the car has limited space even though I can see that this is thankfully going to be a rare binge unless they find a way to visit easier. It will be worse in Paris and there will be the tourist sights to see as well when we are there. Besides, I believe you kids were going somewhere after the vacation as well.”

“We are invited to visit a rather famous and reclusive person and there are suitable stipulations to prevent any untoward problems that are sufficiently punitive to ease your mind,” Harry said as the air seemed almost filled with clothes being compared and held to the girls’ bodies while they wisely stood out of the hurricane of activity. “It will help advance our studies and I doubt Alice or Anne would object to a more thorough grounding in things. The Flamel's are a bit reclusive as I said, but it turns out my family has had dealings with them in the past and unlike Dora or anyone else visiting your home the traditions around being a guest and more so being offered homeroom which are magically binding is a bit safer. Even mortal enemies are held under certain standards of behavior when guests in someone’s home and technically we are probably safer there than at school as it seems that our headmaster has some issues thanks to all the titles and responsibilities he has accumulated for the past half century.”

“You are one to talk about titles so freely, but at least there seems to be little worry about it going to your head or such,” Vincent said even as his eyes started to grow cautious as he saw not only the girls but the workers starting to look at them hungrily. “I have the feeling that we will be getting dragged into this sooner than later, and I have the sinking notion that the Triumph will not be suitable to drive the horror of this from our minds. Some of the relatives are more gear heads than I, but the odds of you never getting dragged to formal things seems rather small compared to the almost certainty when you come of age for such things. Still, I already asked this, but can you keep an eye on the girls as while I don’t doubt you kids are still sugar coating things somewhat at least you have been more honest than McGonagall in giving her introduction.”

“I suppose I do have a number of the things to drown in, but titles are as much restraints as they are empowering, and sometimes I know it would be nice to be normal even if I know it will never happen as I would still be miserable if I was trying to be as utterly average or normal as the Dursleys wanted,” Harry said as he realized that this was not just a clothes store for women where they would be required to carry their purchases but that there was suitable clothing for them as well. “You forget that I will have the worry of people being my friend for money, fame or fortune which does make how wonderful it is having real friends a bother. I had done some preemptory business development since the only other option was wearing my cousins cast offs while they most likely were receiving a stipend for me to be there, and like anything else money only adds options to do things similarly to acquiring knowledge or contacts. Given the lies they said about my parents, I wanted to be anything but the worthless freak they wanted me to believe I was.”

“That is understandable and it appears that we are out of time and we can only hope they don’t spend too long in trying to play dress up with us,” Vincent said with a well suffered tone as June enjoyed picking out his clothes and he had long since accepted that normality for most husbands and even boyfriends who wished to cooperate with their significant others. “At least they will spend a good part of their time on their own outfits, but since I doubt you have been dragged shopping like this just nod and bear with it. That is the best advice I can give at this time and to suggest more manly things to do to even things out.”

“I will take that under advisement, and at times I think this is the price to pay for having girls as friends instead of going through the usual phase, but normally they aren’t this bad and I was going to go clothes shopping with them either way at least twice this summer anyways,” Harry said with his own resigned acceptance even if he did plan to deal out compensation on their asses if it was too bothersome to endure. “On the downside as you are married to June, you have ways of enticing her to not make this too horrible or to compensate for the suffering which I do not have with the girls. Not to speak ill of them, but I worry about when they finally decide to start dating and how volatile the situation may become between them considering how Cathy and June seem insistent on the future and my dating either of them. Not that either option is a bad thing especially in a few years, but we are young and all with our studies going to be time consuming to complete both tracks to our best ability. Still Hermione and Dora being friends eases my mind the same as Alice having Anne as a friend for so long because it is a certainty that if a girl, woman or lady does not have at least a few friends to talk to who are also girls then they get miserable. I don’t understand it any more than any guy can understand their mysteries especially the group trips to the bathroom…”

Meanwhile elsewhere things happened as Harry had to deal with the women around him driving the sales ladies nuts in addition to their insistence on him and Vincent getting new clothes to show off around town while they would hit the fashionable shops elsewhere for things to sunbathe at the beach before they sidetracked on a few stops on their way to Paris, things were not going that great elsewhere as Harry had decided to set Night off to deliver some last minute messages and communications with their later stop for their summer abroad for the most part after getting out of the stores and shopping. It was one flaw in his life that his stamina and endurance was strained with, as his mind didn’t grasp some forms of shopping similarly to his pets. It had been so tempting to summon his delivery service to him and send it out while dodging his own lust and aroused salesgirls while it was obvious that his girls were winding them up for the hell of it.

Still Harry had on occasion had Night deliver messages normally at meals in the Great Hall while also enjoying the near Phoenix teleportation through shadows that his developing companion was becoming more experienced and skilled in utilizing. So Harry had set off his most reliable bird that could ignore the blatant mail wards that Dumbledore had latched onto the other anchoring wards around Privet Drive to deliver messages to Su Li and her family, Nick and Nellie Flamel, and the Weasley twins directly as his impression in most of their family wasn’t that great especially with his other sources looking into things in that home. This was what he had done earlier in the summer and an update would be important to better detail the earlier vague plans.

While relaxing after recovering from the shopping trip with the girls, Harry had called for Night and sent out two important missives to be delivered. One was going to the Flamel’s and the other to ask Su how things were going. He stopped asking how Night could move as much as he could or where he had begun storing things now that his strength had grown after the gorging that Alice and Anne had let them do during the slaughter of that unlamented child and mother enslaving gang. He already had seen that Trick and Trouble had grown to far greater than house cat size to the size of a growing greater cat such as a tiger or leopard, but Mischief had only similarly grown is his true form yet no new abilities had yet manifested.

Considering how the other companions were developing special magical abilities in addition to their longevity and physical enhancements that merely meant that the prank happy dog would eventually surprise them with a new addition. Still after Dora had grown retractable spider limbs from her ritual who knows what the reality violating ritual necromantic magic could result in the future, but he was relaxing for one obvious reason and that was that his girls in addition to the two lovelies that were almost blatantly involved with each other and Vincent had been obviously stirring the sales girls and guys to distraction although given the lingering scents there was good odds that the ladies had played with the salesgirls and had fun doing so. Their subsequent frantic riding on his lap was why he was laying here surrounded by them shuddering in afterglow while the soundproofing failed to silence the chorus coming from the room the adults were sharing tonight.

The shopping had been bad enough, but the Gardens of Versailles had been fun even if they hadn’t fully christened a lot of places there as the shopping had wound them up. The following drive from Calais to the historic sight of Versailles had him between four horny girls hiding they were trying to masturbate with pure muscle control while they used shadows and limited mirror angles to grope him frequently. The car had been bogged down with purchases and Harry had been shocked that with a little rearrangement it hadn’t required magic to fit that much stuff in addition to their luggage into the car.

As it was, Night had gone to deliver to the House of Li first and snagged a few snacks as the girls bickered and set about things even though they likely would not arrive for almost a month still. Zhu was frustrated in how easily Su had once more tricked her into losing this time in a purely sensual and sexual fight and she was resisting as her cousin seemed to delight in driving her body to distraction while reading her master’s letter out loud amidst her describing in graphic details Harry’s earlier and still impressive figures. Harry was resting and his right eye had been covered with his hand providing more than enough shadow to easily see through Night’s eyes while his body recuperated from his day which would allow him to witness some things he probably would have been better off not seeing, but the girls had been worked up and so had he until they were utterly too spent to move yet his mind too excited to drift into sleep where the gorgeous goddess that dwelt in his dreams would welcome any and all of his wishes as she enjoyed what pleasures and pains that his attentions used to drown her in orgasm after orgasm.

“Really, Zhu you should stop fighting so much,” Su chided as she felt Zhu shuddering around her firmly pressing fingers. “I know how spirited you are, but these repeated attempts to defeat me like you used to grow bothersome, and even I while skilled cannot hope to bring my master to a draw against his raw potential. What hope do you have in what will be a pointless fight that will only result in your being even more thoroughly defeated? If you had just wanted a good topping you could have asked, but I suppose that watching you succumb is enjoyable while I know my master will be more than capable of doing so in front of more witnesses than I have done.”

Zhu growled at her and started to try to sneer at Su despite her once more being defeated even if it was in just the less martial and more marital inclined arts. First her cousin had pinned her to the bed and made her wet before reading the letter her cousin’s master had written and now this further humiliation as Su snapped her from being excited to crashing into orgasm more rapidly than even the most skilled sexual predatory creatures had managed all while hinting that her master was even more gifted in this art than his combat arts. That was a frightening thought, as while she was skilled she doubted that she could defeat a whole clan of goblin warriors in a lethal duel without any real magic used.

“I suppose that I could write the letter once I am done playing with you although I am tempted to make sure the letter is scented with both our running juices like some might use perfume,” Su mussed before letting her lips descend on the panting breast so aroused and flushed before her. “While he is in France and soon to be enjoying Paris and then the beaches near Marseille, I have the sudden wish to be there as while the odds are low there are enough Veela and their descendants there considering the colony nearby that my master might run into one and I so want to see the pompous sexual proud Veela crawl on their knees and begging my lord to deign to use them at all while they soak the ground beneath them with how arousing he can be. You still seem unable to resist the urges since he was too busy to fuck you at the station or even let his cum fill your belly to take the edge off. I at least have the memory of it to soothe the urges I feel, but you are not that lucky and as it is you are being almost consumed by need where these sessions barely keep you in line.”

Zhu looked at her with near maddening need in her eyes as it was obvious to Su that Zhu had been very affected by Harry’s presence and she wondered how others had been affected in his wake especially those more experienced in things than Zhu was. Her mother at least was not as crippled in craving her master’s attentions although she had been too occupied to notice if her mother had been even more frequently demanding some intense orgasms to stay centered. Mei-Li at least had her training and magic to resist while her master had mentioned that Madame Amelia Bones had been left in a daze while leaving her to wonder how affected Hermione’s mother was even as the letter had noted he had caught up with Amy, Suz and Han before heading out to visit Hermione and then going with on their trip to France.

It had been fun to describe some of the things Harry had mentioned in the letter even as it had been securely delivered and spelled to prevent others from reading it. Her master had some fun with the sexy Huffle-sluts and Su could not fault his playing with them especially with how useful they would be for her lord. She knew the reputation of Susan’s aunt and to see her writhing in ecstasy as her master ravished her while driving her out of her mind with pleasure would have been enjoyable to watch almost as much as the description of her punishment had soaked her thighs from reading it so teasingly to Zhu had done as well. Still Su was aware that making her master’s messenger wait was rude even if the bird was nibbling some food both fruits and bits of flesh from some poor fool.

“As much fun as it is having you this easily sloppy to defeat, I miss the challenge that you normally provide,” Su said as she felt her cousin drench her hand once more before she slumped to the bed while Su removed her slick fingers and licked them clean before regarding Zhu once more and offering Night some fruit after dipping them inside Zhu’s spread and soaked sex. “Now try to find yourself again dear Zhu while I write my master and most likely soon to be yours as well a proper response. Still it has been nice having some control over you, but I really want to see how you act when master utterly owns you to the point you won’t wish to fight his will and accept the pleasure that is proper service. He is my master and I can but dream that he is the master we have been waiting for as he fits so many of the indications, but we will see even as it would be wonderful to fulfill that dream. Even if he is not I still have lucked out to have a worthy master and you have put off finding the one who will be yours for too long.”

Su smirked at the panting and still shuddering form of her cousin sprawled on her bed as she started to write out her response to her master’s letter while adding their heated juices to the ink with a minor spell to imbue it with their scent. She did add in some of the things she wished to accomplish with him and the rest of his already claimed minions while they were guests in her parent’s house. It left her slightly trembling at not blatantly writing down her belief in what her master would likely achieve let alone the prophecy their seer had made in regards for the heir of the master who would be the new master for them all. The Lord Slytherin was very different from what the idiots inhabiting the current Magical Great Britain believed that the closest analogy would be how different people viewed religious leaders millennia later was similarly almost unrecognizable by those that had known them.

Still Harry did fit the descriptions more than any other for the past millennium and it was a possibility that Lily was from the other line that had been sent into hiding almost as successfully as the now Malfoy family had escaped with the bastard son that had been the Gaunt Line’s ancestors attempt to steal the wealth and holdings of the Slytherin Estate through almost the recent Malfoy family means. It was not unknown for supposed muggleborns to either be sired by a wizard who was sloppy and removed the memories while forgetting to use contraceptive magic or the descendant of cast off squibs who had magical decedents, but sometimes the need to preserve the family made a family willing to foster their children far from danger and the past century had been volatile enough. Even if it was not the case, Lily Evans had been skilled and powerful enough to gain both good and bad attention while her own house had noticed her pack of witches from afar. While she didn’t know all of who had been Harry’s mother’s willing and eager witches, one would have to be a fool not to have seen how Alice Longbottom was still smitten with her mistress even after marrying Frank while Neville was Harry’s godbrother even if most of her master’s other relations and connections were hidden from public consumption.

Her mother’s reaction to her master almost made Su certain that Harry would be the master they had been searching for and Zhu’s own reactions being this strong was a further indicator to her. She had lucked out nicely with how things were now and having a worthy master was a joy to behold. It didn’t really matter to her as he was her master and that would not change even as it seemed likely that he was more than destined for greatness. He master would never be content wallowing in mediocrity despite how those filthy animals had dared to treat him and she would have slaughtered them already if he had not claimed the privilege personally. Given his aura was likely still somewhat active as an infant, his aunt Petunia’s actions made little sense to her as it was unlikely that she would not feel the sleeping dragon in front of her and there had to be a reason she had gone along with his earlier mistreatment, but why that was she did not know nor how to bring the concept up to her master.

She had seen how even muggles responded to his restrained aura and pheromones so it was odd that Petunia had not been at least equally doting on her nephew as her son. It was possible that Dumbledore had anchored personality or emotion-altering curses to his other spell work to try to create a malleable weapon out of her master, but his first right had obviously destroyed more than just the lingering effects of Voldemort’s curse. Su doubted that the woman was happy given how she acted and it was the subtle things her master had mentioned about his home life that made her wonder if while the two male Dursleys were lost causes and she would be able to gleefully watch their torturous punishment that there was not more going on with one Petunia Dursley nee Evans than it appeared on the surface.

Looking down at the letter, Su almost wanted to curse that she had been reading it out in English to Zhu while she had written the response in Chinese before shrugging and realizing it would allow her master to practice the language some more in addition to the beginning lessons that he had at Hogwarts with her. It had been similar to the practice he had done with Hermione and Dora in enunciating French words properly while Hermione had more experience in it as her parents had taken her on trips there before. Su knew that her master and the rest could gain the knowledge of the dead and unfortunately, his French had been leaning to archaic similarly to how Shakespearian age English was different from modern. Still her master was almost fluent in Classic Greek and Latin as it was useful to understand spell incantations and his Parseltongue gift allowed some ease in contorting his tongue to easier speak other languages.

He did prefer to read the classics in the original version and having a wide knowledge base was helpful in that most magicals refused to convert their tomes to other languages. Su knew that Harry had some books written in ancient languages, which he would no doubt learn than trust a possible mistranslation, which was a similar experience to how hard she had laughed at reading the poor translations that littered western churches compared to the original Aramaic ones. Ancient magic did require such knowledge and that was in part why Ancient Runes were useful as they better described a magical effect than English did or even Latin strings of words, and the old magics were costly but more powerful.

“Well Night, would you deliver this to our master when you can?” Su asked the bird before offering the letter, which dissolved into the feathers magically as she watched. “I didn’t write down everything as some must be delivered to his ears personally, but I do hope he will be pleased with how things are set up when they arrive. Perhaps, I should have written more explicitly that my cousin here will no doubt challenge him to a duel to see how he is prepared, but considering how thoroughly tested her mind has been by suppressing her attraction to him I have no doubt even if he played in their fight that he would win. She is rather fetching and Zhu’s body is quite responsive that I know Harry will enjoy making her submit completely, and that is what it will take for her to be willing to train everyone to best utilize their talents. She is the best fighter we have in the current generation, but with how her libido seems to have become unblocked there has been a bit too many times she was irrational until she was left fucked hard and left soaked in sweat and her thighs drenched with her juices let alone filling her mouth with some as well. Still Zhu is my cousin and I want what is best for her so why not have master gain a useful fighter and passionate lover as well.”

Night looked at her in amusement even as Harry tried not to groan from the bed in their room in France while buried under a pile of snuggling and sated girls even as one of the other decided that suckling in her sleep was a more fulfilling habit than sucking a thumb had been. He had seen the whole thing and given what Su seemed reluctant to reveal to him, especially that there would be some interesting times during their stay as well as the odds of him not having to make Zhu beg and break on her knees now reduced from unlikely to nil. Harry did agree with Su that her cousin had been attractive and he had been as tempted to hold her against a wall while screwing her senseless as he had been the other women he had been near at the station with about the sole exception being Molly Weasley who he wouldn’t touch with an Imperioed hand let alone his dick. That woman seemed to have gone and decided being pleasantly plump while her children were likely chowing down on partially transfigured food was a good idea or how else would Ronald need to devour so much food to be full.

He would eventually be able to talk through Night as well as observe, but knowing that he could do that was a secret for now even if it was more than likely that Su knew that he could see through his bird’s eyes as well as review observations. Harry was just too spent to recall which was more likely that she knew at this time, and Night still needed to pop over to the Flamel’s home sooner than later. The connection didn’t allow for him to use all of his senses to their fullest although Night had decently relayed how the spiced fruit had tasted even if some didn’t directly correlate to his own sense of taste even as the shadow bird had found the taste of blood similarly satisfying as he did personally while nibbling the bits of human flesh offered as well had a slightly different flavoring. He knew that Night had a taste for eyeballs similarly to how he savored the unique flavor of his women and they seemed as reciprocating with each other although almost as delighting in guzzling his own thick cream as Night found his favorite to be.

Harry had watched as Su signed the letter not just in her blood but had mixed it with their juices after giving Zhu a quick grinding clit fuck which given how aroused their bodies had been had taken less than a few minutes before they had their sticky mounds coated with their loud and passionate releases. He did find that Zhu looked positively delicious when she came and while he didn’t plan to increase his immediate pool of permanent bedmates that didn’t mean he was against some frequent additions if everyone enjoyed it. Besides, he could see the passion and will almost demanding he bring her to heel in Zhu’s eyes. Harry was well aware of whom their master had been and Salazar Slytherin had done a wonderful job in their enhancements even if it left them needing a master to do their best and it seemed sane for the women.

“Now take this to our master with our loyalty and lust for him impressed into the letter, please Night,” Su said before popping a few more treats into the ravenous birds beak as well as letting the man eater bird lick her blood dripping finger until it sealed up. “I know that I have attempted to convey how much I miss being close to better serve him, but it would have been impossible to barge my way into the trip even if it had been possible to rendezvous during their stay abroad. Now I think Zhu has rested long enough and might be able to actually think enough to help plan the tutorials and study sessions while he is here. Immersion will likely be the best in getting him used to thinking in the language while master is likely to do the same in France, yes?”

Night cawed in agreement before reluctantly hopping away from the almost glowing girl who had inhaled Harry’s scent lingering in his feathers before smiling almost drunkenly at him. The offerings had been filling yet the bird conveyed to their mutual master that more gorging might accelerate his own development, but that finding places with enough easily missed corpses would be tricky as there was only some minor skirmishes nearby enough to feed at and he had a mission anyways. Night gave Su a quick peck to the cheek before hopping to the window perch and giving out a caw that sent a shudder through the two girls.

“I thought as much,” Su said with a smile as the odds of Harry being able to tease them with more blatant innuendo increased when the odds of others understanding the arousing words diminished in number. “We could probably have a few trips to Hong Kong to broaden their horizons in addition to some nearby villages. It is not as if the government would bother us and short of nukes there is little they could do to breach our defenses and some of the really ancient shields would possibly shrug that off as some of the more mythical beasts and monsters could do some very destructive spells. The emperors left us in peace and the Party seems intelligent enough not to wake slumbering dragons too often as it is. Perhaps leaving Mao in his bedchamber with ink on every vital and crippling spot had left enough of an impression to preserve our relative independence from Beijing. Still you had best be off as Zhu seems to be stirring from her nap.”

Leaving the room with a return message somewhere in his at times improbably shadows, Night took flight before sinking into the shadow above the girls resting in the bed instead of leaving through the window even though slightly stuffed in treats and stomach nice and content with willingly provided blood and terror laced flesh from some idiot that had bothered the Li’s. They had been too wrapped up in each other and playing while Su questioned Zhu on her lesson plans among other things. Still the food had been filling even if he was currently a growing boy as that gluttonous human kept claiming, but Night was aware that his size would be less constrained at some point unlike the phoenix that dwelt at the castle.

The necromantic almost familiar didn’t even give a mind to the playing of the two human girls as he left though even that was up for debate at times now, and the fruit had been nicely dipped in the mix of Zhu’s blood and juices as Su had reveled in her keeping ahead of her cousin in things for the moment. The shadow raven ignored the distance of Eurasia to appear out of a tree branches shadow in France some slight distance from his master and his followers a bit north of his current position. Like the mail owls that wizards raised, he was aware of the location of his owner regardless of where he was while the manner that the owls knew to get to a person was slightly different for him as he didn’t have to take direct physical passage then again the owls had their own manner of moving distances ignoring the limitation of their physical flight.

The air smelled nice and the permeating aroma of sex, books, and bliss were not too unfamiliar to the bird, as Harry had called him several times while lounging post coitus to send a message while the inspiration struck him. Night was male at the moment, but that was not always a certainty as unlike mammals there was the chance to shift sexual organs in birds as much as frogs although this bird had given up on controlling it for now as his body was not just made of the physical flesh anymore as deeper delving into the shadows had made him as mutable as the shadows themselves which his master likely would not achieve. The humans were bad enough with his stamina in a male form and it would likely be worse if he ever had a reason to imbibe a gender changing potion which given his inclinations was most unlikely.

While Harry was floating with some of his awareness inside Night’s mind, his body was being cuddled by four girls with two against him and two hugging his legs which allowed them to suckle him even though it was Dora doing that while Anne was distracting him with her tongue elsewhere even as her hands ran along his leg. His attention had missed his bird’s contemplation, as the companions were more intelligent than their normal counterparts were and like most magical beasts, they were intelligent and sentient if not completely qualifying as sapient at the moment. His body recovered quick enough and was similarly capable of indulging in multiple orgasms without necessarily ejaculating to need to contemplate trying out a girl with a girl form of his own, and that was without going into his being able to see what they had experienced or were experiencing to enhance the experience.

He was half-tempted to pull one of the girl’s thighs to his head and similarly have a long drawn out nibble of his own, but that meant he would have to detach his awareness from Night at his current skill level. The Flamel’s residence was opulent and very indulgent of luxury, but given that Nicholas had been raised as a pauper serf who was almost likely to have the misfortune to have been essentially a slave the desire to remove such memories and to enjoy what he had so rightfully earned was understandable to Harry and thus he wouldn’t fault the old alchemist for doing what he had done. Still, the milling servants were suitably happy with their lot in life not to twig Harry’s odd morals at all even as he could see the servants indulging in orgies when not busy working including pleasuring the master and mistress of the house.

Night flew the short distance towards the sounds and scents that he recognized as Nick and vaguely as Perenelle Flamel where they were as he had heard busy enjoying the attention of their willing servants pleasuring their bodies. Harry saw that Nick had really decided to get occupied as he had three women kneeling between his knees, his head resting on a pair of well-endowed breasts and his mouth and hands were occupied with similar bits of female flesh although he did occasionally move from their freely bouncing tits to dip between their thighs and into their eagerly soaked slits. His sight shifted towards Nellie who was enjoying a mix of men and women pleasuring her body completely with plenty of attention given to her whole body with hands and tongues moving everywhere while alternating in having tongues of both men and women inside her as well as the men spending plenty of time thrusting into her responsive holes. Her hands roamed over them as much as their hands stroked, fondled and caressed her while she similarly enjoyed occupying her lips with suckling, licking and lapping various sensitive bits from the men’s cocks and balls to the women’s slits, breasts and both of their lips as well as occasionally rimming when the mood struck her.

As amusing as it would have been to disrupt the obvious group when a good number where either trying to draw out the length of their pleasure or trying to reach orgasm once more, Harry was able to keep Night from doing so even as he was aware of the amusement the bird found human watching as humans would watch other animals in approximations of their habitats. Waiting until it was obvious that Nick had been drained by the girls sucking him down as well as Nellie reclining in afterglow with the female servants giving her body kisses of appreciation while the males who had been spent had already been sucked clean by the girls and Nellie herself while they were all having the smile that needed the Cruciutus to blast it off their faces with how satisfying the current orgy had been.

“Caw,” Night announced to startle the room before fluttering to land on the arm of the girl who had begun to feed Nick some grapes after dipping them into her still soaked sex and into the thick cream now clinging to her breasts. “Caw…”

Nick’s eyes went wide in terror from his knowledge of how dangerous the bird was in front of him and he tried not to panic, as the bird was well within reach to tear his organs out with the decidedly innocent looking beak. His heart was pounding in his chest and the blood diverted from his recently recovering cock to his muscles and mind as his instincts tried to force his body into flight or fight and like most of the creations of necromancers the bird would be classed as a XXXXX wizard killer at the least if not in the same range as a Dementor or Lethifold and Nundu should be. As it was, Nick had seen one of a similar beast slaughter a dragon clutch and eating the hatchlings and the nesting mother having crippled and eaten them easily; therefore, he was doing his best not to piss on the girls even if at least a few enjoyed that particular kink. His bowels were feeling weak as organs could be removed or drop things to cause horrible pain inside his body.

“Nellie,” Nick said with a very strained voice as even though he knew the bird was Harry’s messenger, “It would appear that our soon to be guest has sent a message. Would one of you girls remove the message?”

They looked at the bird and wondered where the letter was as it was normally attached to the legs and there appeared to not be one there. Nellie sighed in exasperation and beckoned the bird over after one of the girls the blond one offered the raven like bird one of the grapes she had already seasoned for Nick and Night swallowed it easily without the girl realizing that his beak was sharp enough to cut through her bones like a hot knife through butter. It was funny that the Irish Phoenix called the Augurey which resembled a vulture was far less dangerous in comparison especially as so many had thought its cries were death omens when they were really only announcing the coming rains in which they would fly, but considering how lethal storms were that was a decent connection.

“Really, Nick must you be so melodramatic about such a gorgeous bird?” Nellie asked while Night settled down on the shoulder of the similarly nude woman nuzzled against Nellie’s side who equally dipped her offered fruit inside her and her mistress before offering them to the messenger even as a letter materialized help in Night’s right outstretched talons. “Here you go, dearie just have some fresh grapes now while I read this letter. Hmmm… Now this is interesting Nicky, it seems that our soon to be guest is already in France and seeing the sights. I wonder whom they might bump into given the time of year it is, and by the sounds of it, they are having a holiday before coming here to be quite busy. I must admit that the amount of resolve and dedication in this letter is even more impressive than in the descriptions you have given.”

Night turned to regard the older human male barely kept from having soiled his chair or pissing on the girls that had so recently been busy between his legs. He felt humorous that he had snagged that grape from the man and could have taken what he pleased even if the lady here was scratching him so nicely while the obvious servants held out a tray that had food for them on it. Harry was similarly amused from where he was and he had to admit that the descriptions and portraits really underestimated how attractive Nellie was as he had heard her mumbling about being called that by him and he supposed he shouldn’t have charmed some photos of the group for her eyes only, but the way she licked her lips in appreciation while looking at how developed they were did feel a bit satisfying.

The sudden muttered swears from Nick about what Nellie was describing as well as her having managed to get his Wizarding photo self to flash her how developed his muscles already were at being closer to a late teen than the preteen his chronological age should have been was really satisfying especially as his non Wizarding clothes had been suitable form fitting to hug the lean muscles that were his developing way. He wasn’t going to be a bulky type anyways and the swimmer or fencers physique was good enough even though he had managed to catch sight of his Slytherin year mate Millicent Bulstrode’s mother who had filled out into what would look more like a Viking Blacksmith in the more built form which was a good inclination in how Millicent would look.

He was quite busy enough as it was, but he could appreciate the sights and that girl deserved better than the mess Slytherin had become even more so during Snape’s tenure as head of House had caused. Harry had been somewhat lucky that Draco had been so easily distracted with Ronald and his bookends were rendered less than thoughtful although that might be because of more Malfoy duplicity. Millicent didn’t seem a bad sort and while a bit more distant a relation than Draco there was a chance to ensure some of his connected family was not left to the idiocy and suffering that some of the Death Eaters had already felt and the rest would even if it would not be soon enough for his tastes. Some might be spared, but they had made their choices clear when they became of age to be accountable for things.

Su did speculate that he might be related to Slytherin and given what Lady Silver had told him that was not a bad thing even if he could not be fully certain of it especially with his mother not having undergone a lineage test. Squibs and other such things happened and it was possible that squibs married squib by chance, as magic could find a way even if the purebloods considered things truth such as blood wins out. Still all things considered, Harry was very mellow and some of the naughty scenarios that Nellie was muttering made him realize how enjoyable it would be not just for him but his minions as well even though he reluctantly accepted that Susan, Hannah and Amy would be with other men and not just women. It would be sex without commitment with the servants here as much as Naomi, Sarah, and his Surrey employees indulged back home where it had been utterly ego boosting to have experienced women prefer his attentions to even being lavished with attention from groups of men or women. If that didn’t make him confident than Bella and Cissa as well as Amy had done that as they had been experienced and knew what things got their bodies going.

Harry had felt the freedom of riding along with Night as he flew about and it did make him hope for a flying Animagus form, but that was in part because flying without needing things like brooms, carpets or flying machines would be very relaxing. Looking at Nick while Night did his equivalent of a chortle before he felt his companion snag some fresh food by looking at the servant that had been feeding the old alchemist and then flying back to enjoy more of Nellie’s attention who had placed the letter down and begun to feed him personally.

“That was mine,” Nick said sounding petulant and ignoring that the servant girl had offered his food to the terrifying bird. “You didn’t need to take it from me!”

Nick proceeded to mutter after the look Nellie gave him while the girls giggled at his behavior even as the men managed not to guffaw at his face. The language was varied and numerous swears, lengthy and offensive passed from his lips while the servant girls that had been feeding him had dropped to her knees while leaning on the chair he was reclining on. Night cawed a few times and Nellie stopped her disbelieving look to laugh as it struck her how bizarre her husband of centuries’ behavior was. Harry was able to get a very good look when Night shifted back to enjoy the hand fed fruit bites at how sexy Nellie looked and Anne enjoyed the sudden response inside her lips from how stimulating Nellie looked. If he were a normal teen, Harry would be willing to do a lot just for the privilege of being allowed to worship her sex with his tongue even though rumors indicated that his father had achieved that with a few similarly impossible women to get under their skirts.

"Oh now this is something to remember, the day Nicholas Flamel is out witted by a bird!" Nellie said in between laughing fits as she watched her husband turn several different colors cussing out their soon to be guest and his pets while the raven like bird nibbled some fruit from her hands chirping happily as it did so. “Oh, but what a cute one you are indeed with such a wonderful name too! Night just fits a gorgeous bird like you; do you want some more fruit or other things?”

"Yes, laugh at your husband of six plus centuries being frightened by a bird that could materialize in his chest while ripping his heart or more importantly his bits off," Nick grumbled as the bird had already snagged something off him already. "You never saw one decide to materialize inside someone and then they explode all about before shrieking as they rise from the blood splattered corpse. Mock the bird at your own peril, my love, but the only thing worse was the guy that got things delivered inside and tore him up as they passed out!"

“But my dear Husband, if you wouldn't be planning something against him then this cutie of a bird would not be scaring you at all, remember that the next time you get that silly idea in your addled mind." she said with a giggle as she relaxed enough for the pet between her parted thighs to resume her task even as she fed the amused bird perched next to her. “Don’t worry Night my somewhat foolish husband won’t do anything stupid at all. Now have some more of this fruit and if you want some other things like meat we will be able to provide.”

Both Harry and Night were amused by the good natured ribbing between the obviously completely open yet married couple given that Nick had had several women lavishing their bodies on him as Nellie had men and women pleasuring her so delightfully. He would have to see about getting a pensive memory of this as useful blackmail or just to show the girls that nothing was as it seemed at times. Eventually Nellie wrote a response after the girl buried in her sex almost drowned from Nellie’s holding her head between her thighs while the serving girl continued to spoil his greedy bird.

Taking flight after that, Night slowly departed while Harry was certain that their stay would be as amusing as it was educational. He was definitely going to be spending time between Nellie’s thighs and she seemed very keen on the idea. The female pets could play with his girls, but the males could only play with his Huffle-sluts if they wanted to and he had oddly enough managed to get Amy, Suz and Han to declare he had dominion of their asses in the future and no other male would get to play there without his permission.

Normally that would be unlikely as Harry was aware his lack of possessions with the Dursleys had made him very possessive; although, he would make a few exceptions and his godbrother was one he would not really mind getting the complete Suz and Han experience and it would help his confidence to do so. Neville might not have started looking at girls as a teenager would, but rebuilding his confidence did allow Harry some leeway in things that he would not contemplate otherwise. Harry was still unsure how to reveal that most of his childhood was a lie as the botched Obliviate had mangled his memory of that day as well as how Bella had been more controlled than Lucius’s defense had been.

Releasing the connection to Night, Harry could still taste the sweetener of Nellie’s juices on the fruit fed to Night, and he wondered if she had ever been eaten to the point of delirium before. She tasted quite pleasant from the lingering on his tongue flavor, and after six centuries, she might be able to help him further hone his technique to pleasure his girls. The look on her face had been very attractive and Harry was certain he would see that moment of absolute surrender and loss of masks when he made her truly fucked out of her mind. The girls would enjoy the variety of the many women there, as Hermione and Dora wanted some more experience so as not to lose to the Surrey naked female wrestling winners. It sounded like something out of one of the less realistic pornos, but the women working for him were willing to do more than just wrestle in mud or more often chocolate or Jell-O such as essentially Sapphic wrestling to submission to decide things. It had been entertaining to watch and almost a much fun as playing with a women’s body to have her come in front of watchers, which he had done with the same toy as Hermione had joyously explained to Dora over the phone about.

Harry let sleep claim him as Dora had obviously begun to dream about doing more than nurse him like a thumb or blanket. He had been less aware of his body while his mind was spending more effort in feeling and experiencing what Night had been to have noticed the switch or his going beyond partially staying aroused to let the sleeping Dora suck a minor mouthful straight down her throat. The rest were already at least dozing and the morning would come too soon as it was. Thankfully, the minor ward he had slapped on the door would allow them to get presentable before their adult supervision bothered them. The next day would have Paris and the sights along with more shopping for the girls especially their swimsuits before they moved to Marseille and the beaches there.

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Paris called the city of love by some had one of the more friendly of magical shopping districts near enough to the normal shopping areas that fashion intermixed freely. Harry was going along with this as much as Vincent was as they had already dealt with the girls shopping for more fashionable clothes and the promises that they would enjoy the beachwear was very soothing for them, but Harry had noticed from the magical guide book he had known Hermione had been reading that they were close enough to ‘The Street of Magic’ that there were chances that they would bump into the less sheltered magicals. Unlike Diagon and Knockturn Alley, the entrances to Paris’s magic district was not just shops such as the Leaky Caldron with muggle repelling charms, but street entrances which were marked with muggle repelling signs to gain the entrance to the inside. One of these was the crossover shop that to the magicals of Paris was a bit more fashionable than even Gladrag’s although their Paris branch was far more up to style than either of the British locations.

‘Burning Desire Fashion Boutique’ was in part frequented by the gorgeous and the magicals would notice the allure coming from them was decidedly magical and more so associated with the Veela. Occlumency was useful for a number of things besides keeping Legilimency probes from one’s mind, and it did allow resistance to all mind influencing charms or curses including the Veela Allure. It was useful to improve memory retention and control as well as the other esoteric advantages easing some of the more advanced magics. Unfortunately as it allowed the mind to think with distractions and slowly gain some passive Legilimency skills to detect lies and resist mild truth potions and charms, the British Ministry for Magic had long since classified it as dark and while not illegal they had limited those who were likely to use it with the legal profession largely being the exception to the restrictions in the knowledge of its use outside of the Dark Families.

Harry was likewise carrying some clothing purchases along with Vincent and both June and May were making their way into the store that they had mostly neglected in their earlier shopping trek. A group of blond women bustled out of the store and managed to knock some of the bags from Vincent and Harry’s hands. The sudden flash of irritation on his face as he looked over the woman that had so rudely bumped into them caused the woman to start and he felt the pull of magic being directed at him causing him to glare at her, which surprised her as he saw her eyes widen.

“Don’t,” He said simply feeling his own magic lacing his word with the beginnings of a potent compulsion. “Do not think to enchant me Madame as the results would be dire. I am not some weak willed boy to be as easily enthralled as you seem to think…”

Harry had raised his hand, which had at the presence of the Veela Allure being directed at him dissipated the charm on his Black family ring, and the partial Veela women felt the definitive hum of magic while Harry’s girls formed a circle to protect him. He could feel his magic at the ready and his aura was subtly leaking causing a minor notice me not to surround the group to keep them from public view. Her eyes flicked over the boy, no the young man, that was looking at her as if she was something easily crushed and her magic felt the danger present that she only felt in the strongest of wizards or the Veela council’s elders. She let out a gasp as she saw the heraldry on the obviously magical ring on his hand.

“My apologies, Marquis Noir, for my rudeness,” the woman said performing a traditional curtsy and keeping her head down while her magic screamed at her that the young man was a predator capable of slaughtering her with ease. “I am Apolline Delacour and no insult was intended to you or your station. Please let me help correct my mistake and allow me to aid you, my lord.”

Vincent looked on as the woman practically demurred from her earlier haughty behavior and deferred to Harry offering a most submissive apology. He hadn’t noticed the ring, but Hermione had mentioned that Harry was titled nobility in Britain and it now seemed he had some similar titles on this side of the channel.

“Your apology is accepted, but such rude behavior is most unseemly considering your husband’s position in government especially from a man with the reputation of Antoine Delacour,” Harry replied as he drew his magic inward yet kept it still coiled. “While this is not the old days, I do not appreciate the rudeness you showed while the girls were wishing to enter this store, and yet I do not feel inclined to deal out the traditional punishments. If I recall correctly from the papers and such that you are noted for your fine fashion sense then you wouldn’t mind accompanying the ladies here on some of their excursions.”

“Of course not, milord,” Apolline purred as she felt her head was dizzy from both his barely reigned in aura and the potent scent stirring her body up while she gave a critical eye to the women around them while finding the older looking girl to set her teeth on edge as competition. “Is there any locations in particular that your party will be going to? There are definite differences between attending dances, being a tourist, or sun bathing and swimming on the beach to take into consideration after all.”

“The beach for sure, but the ladies already picked out their choices and want to surprise we men when they unveil their choice in swimwear,” Harry said with a smile that was positively oozing sexual confidence causing the women in eye shot to shift to rub their suddenly flushed thighs. “I wouldn’t want to ruin their surprise, but I do think that even your dazzling looks would be eclipsed by their choices. Still you do have a very intriguing dress sense and know how to move just so, and I can’t help but wonder if you know any out of the way places that would have some more intriguing choices for the ladies considering you were quite rude bumping into us like that.”

Apolline licked her lips and her aura was rebounding on her as she kept rubbing her thighs together while her sex drooled as quickly as when her beloved Antoine was busy kissing his way down her body on approach to lavishing her petals with his tongue. It was difficult to understand what he was saying as his scent made her feel almost as horny as when she was pregnant with both Fleur and Gabrielle, and she had almost left her husband and lovers dehydrated to death from how insatiable her libido was back then. Her sensitive nose was almost intoxicated with the potent pheromones and musk coming from both of the men before her while the younger one who was the Marquis Noir was making her hungry especially with how filling he was fitting his pants.

“Yes, I can see that we did appear rude to you indeed, young lord and helping to dress these darlings to impress would be a suitable compensation for things and the selections for different locations do vary,” Apolline said while it appeared that her daughter was feeling annoyed how his attention was on her only peripherally while similarly barely granting her his focus at all even as she knew her daughter was similarly being stimulated by his aura and scents. “I do wonder though how progressive the beach attire selections would be considering that you do live in the somewhat more prudish Britain although considering you didn’t say which beaches you were going to then some decisions will need to be made about it. Ah, how forgetful of me my dear marquis, but this is my daughter Fleur and she does have a decent sense of fashion although as much time as she spends at school she has been a bit better behaved compared to the odd Parisian…”

A sound nearby distracted them as they saw a group moving over structures in one of the urban arts which temporarily distracted the British born there while the French born ladies and pedestrians ignored it as some things were easily dismissed like mimes or some of the other public performers. It was some sort of free form movement where the group scaled over the objects in their way instead of going around them, and Harry felt a moment of amusement before turning back to Apolline and Fleur whereupon he unleashed the slightest of smirks while Vincent, June and May as well as the girls were occupied watching the noncompetitive athletic group moving. His nose twitched at the sudden spike in their pheromones signaling their arousal.

“I see that things here can be different than back home, sweet Apolline, but I doubt that the swimwear will be that tame even if the ladies want to surprise us with their choices as it seems that the beach is while not clothing optional rather topless and I have little doubt that poor Vincent will have issues accepting how arousing the girls will look especially Dora there as some acquaintances were rather fervent that she will outshine those of your lineage,” Harry said while his smirk deepened at the affronted look on Fleur’s face. “Oh, Apolline is it me or is Fleur a bit disbelieving that there are those that can catch eyes better than she can? Don’t worry Fleur, as while you are rather attractive there are women out there that do not need the allure to attract and some can even distract from the pull.”

Harry chuckled at Fleur’s growl of indignation and despite how attractive she felt he was she still literally invaded his personal space while setting her allure to cause some of the men walking by to walk into things while Harry noticed barely any effect in his immediate vicinity even as he saw Vincent looking at both June and May appreciatively before looking back on some of the odder to his perception displays. It was rather foolish of her to do that and he had to bite down on his instinctive response to drown her in his aura which as he was already aware would leave her gasping on her knees in a puddle of her juices more thoroughly lust crazed than her mother’s aura could make a man.

“Don’t laugh at me, Monsieur Noir, but I find it hard to believe that girl there would be able to cause more distraction than myself and I am willing to bet on it,” Fleur said in a huff while practically growling into his ear. “While this Dora is attractive, her clothing is slightly lacking even if it is somewhat tasteful. Even with mother picking out her suit, I doubt that I won’t beat her in such a competition!”

“It’s Marquis Noir as a title, Fleur Delacour, and you seem to overestimate your own attractiveness considering how obvious you are responding right now,” Harry said as he glanced over and saw his group was still otherwise occupied so practically pinned her to the wall and continued while whispering in her ear as she shuddered and shook from how dominating and arousing his aura and alluring presence was. “You want a bet little girl so what are you betting then hmm? You seem so confident about winning yet you won’t name your stakes. What is the matter pretty one, are you too proud to risk something of value to spite the pride you feel for your attractiveness?”

Fleur was panting hard now and if he breathed in, she didn’t doubt he would know how aroused she was let alone if his hand moved from being so close to teasing her face to do the same to her thighs or even slide under her fashionable dress to find her bare and free mound that was soaking wet with her juices. She drew ragged breaths as her irritation and determined pride warred with the way his power weighed down on her while her knees grew weak with the strain as she resisted the force demanding her to kneel which would put her lips right at the level of the pant straining form of his impressive manhood. Her eyes had drifted from trying to meet his eyes and had flickered to see her mother was almost as delirious with need as she was and that the rest of his party were occupied elsewhere. Fleur had to respond and her pride would allow no less of her, and what was a sense of pride without challenge to its worth.

“Well then Marquis Noir, I am proud of my beauty and attractiveness as I am my intelligence and skills, but what is life without challenging oneself to take some risks,” Fleur said drawing ragged breaths as his fingers came so close to touching her physically while his at least partially unrestrained aura caressed her across the short distance of air as if it was not there. “It is a gamble, but I am certain in my outcome of this little bet. You haven’t named what you want, but I know what my mother and I would enjoy right now. If you asked her, she would probably offer at least a night or longer with each of us, and with how stimulating you are and how you look if you have any skills in the bedroom neither of us would be against some fun. Since it is obvious that we all like that idea how is this for the bet, if I win you spend your time here as our boy toy fucking us until we need rest and if you win I will be your sexy French maid as I doubt that as manly as you are that you would not enjoy having a sexy woman like me dressing in such an outfit and doing anything you ask.”

“That definitely sounds enjoyable Fleur, and I must admit that I can’t help but smell how aroused you both are, but here is a little sample,” Harry said before kissing her and moving his hand from teasing her face to run along her thigh a few times before easily slipping between her parted thighs to tease her sex. “Apolline come a little closer as Fleur said there was something you wanted to offer besides helping my girls and Hermione’s mother and one most likely shared lover of both her parents find some suitably eye catching and mind blowing swimwear. I have to admit that I do not do the best with women that think they can control or coerce me in anyway although I have found that being in charge is rather enjoyable so what were you offering in other compensation?”

Apolline shuddered and staggered closer to the two were Harry had Fleur against the wall and his fingers teasing under her skirt and from the muttered pleading found her daughter was being kept on edge while pleading him to stop teasing her and to do it. She kissed him even as she heard Fleur start letting out a string of foul and arousing words as the young Marquis slid his fingers easily into her drenched sex before she latched onto his neck while pressing her nicely growing breasts into his moving arm as it stroked inside her sex. She could only hope he would do the same soon, but Apolline could tell from his most recent statement that he would tease her until she answered him regardless of how arousing they were making him and he just pressed into her thighs that she was distracted for a few more long moments as he plundered and explored her open and accepting mouth.

“Fleur was correct in her assertion,” Apolline said with lust-filled eyes and deep heaving breaths as he continued to drive Fleur wild and her own face was flushed as he caressed so gently with his other hand while brushing her thigh with his firm cock frequently, which was not helping her mind think at all. “While it would seem like an enjoyable form of compensation considering how rude we were and attractive we find each other, it really would have been very pleasurable for us to see if we could leave you drained of energy and drenched with our mingled sweat and juices. Besides, feeling this hard cock stretching and plunging into our bodies until we were all sated would be a very satisfying thing to do…”

Apolline grasped his cock through his pants at the last teasing words passed her lips and Harry shuddered from her attention even as he did not slow or halt his stroking Fleur to drench his hands as he drove her to orgasm while he found his lips pressed into hers once more. The Veela mother was not in control of the kiss long before Harry responded and once more ravished her mouth with his tongue while her hand was at first outside his pants then soon enough gripping him directly as his aura spiked her allure as well as Fleur’s to new heights of potency that while the notice-me-not spell was not destroyed with the backwash of power that those nearby were feeling a surge of arousal such that as they continued to enjoy the sights that the girls paired off for standing close while Vincent was smothered by June and May who also let their hands roam a bit.

Harry broke the kiss with Apolline to capture Fleur’s lips as she was gasping out faint heavily accented slurring promises and begging for him to stop holding her on edge even as she drenched his hand with her juices. His hand that had been pleasantly groping Apolline’s breast during their kiss found itself on her head as she had sunk to her knees and freed him to air before swallowing him down her throat with very skilled talents while Fleur ran her hands down his back as she tried to pour her need into his mouth. The three shuddered in bliss as Harry succumbed to Apolline’s ministration while his hand stopped holding her on the brink and pushed her over even as Apolline splattered the ground as his aura lingered on his release as it was in part swallowed to warm her belly and part swirling in her mouth being savored as if it was the most delectable of treats.

Harry broke his kiss as Fleur partially slumped against the wall before retrieving his drenched fingers to sample her flavor even as Apolline seemed resistant to release him completely from her mouth. Fleur looked flushed and aglow while her Veela beauty was not lessened with how ravished she looked, but her vacant eyes eventually refocused on Harry before following the path to what she had begun to hope would have been soon filling her nicely tingling flower to find her mother almost religiously worshiping his manhood with the sated look that had taken her normally hours of lovemaking with her papa or her other lovers. The younger Veela woman could taste his lips and his mouth on her lips and in her own mouth which felt pleasant, but the look or almost divine pleasure on Apolline’s face made her want to ask her to share even as she felt her voice was too strained at the moment to do so.

“You do taste rather nice Fleur, and I don’t doubt that Apolline does as well, but we do need to get back to shopping soon and I prefer to savor such things instead of rushing to a momentary pleasure,” Harry said between almost lapping the pooling juices drenching his fingers and pooling in his palm while Apolline’s ministrations on him still only had added the slightest of strain to his deep shudder inducing voice. “A quick romp should never be how one first explores each other like some impatient child, but a wonderfully long sensual and sating thorough exploration that like any fine thing is savored and cherished utterly. So that means despite how firm Apolline is making me remain, I am not going to press the two of you against the wall and ravish you like an impatient boy, but we can meet up again later to discuss better arrangements. Is there something you wished to ask me Fleur?”

Fleur swallowed a few times as despite the mixing of fluid with their tongues she felt far more parched than normal after such a very pleasant orgasm was achieved, and tried to make her mind focus despite how impressive it was that the man that had just made her cum hard and beg for it was currently enjoying her mamma’s most definitely leg limping oral ministrations with barely any sign that he was likely enjoying it very much with even the slightest hint barely seen in his eyes when she struggled to look up instead of down at the way his hand ran through her mamma’s hair like she was his pet. This was most unusual for her or either of them really as even her papa had trouble thinking straight when her mamma decided to enjoy some pleasant suckling, but he did use that resolve in his government job to appear almost unshakable as well as the odd trips to Monte Carlo to relax in some card games. Fleur had for not even one second doubted that the strength she had felt restrained even as his fingers had been relentless inside her could not have held her mamma’s head and that as aroused and blissfully acting as she was that Apolline would hesitate to enjoy his using her throat since he was not going to plunge into either their already soaked and waiting embrace or given how his eyes had warmed both their asses with a quick appreciative look claiming and dominating their cute behinds as thoroughly as he had controlled and subjugated their kisses as both had whimpered in submission during the still tingling kisses.

“May I share with my mamma, Marquis Noir? You are not going to ravish us and yet mamma is tasting you while you tasted me,” Fleur pleaded as she watched Apolline in a daze as she gently licked and sucked him while she could see her juices were still flowing as much as her own were. “It would only be fair for such an exchange even though I do plan to win the bet while we have to wait to settle things. Please, sir, don’t make me beg again right now… May I suck your gorgeous cock, my lord?”

There was silence for a moment only broken by the sounds of Apolline continuing on even as her scent was an almost perpetual state of aroused, orgasm, suck this delicious cock, and repeat. Harry really couldn’t say anything but an agreement on what she said considering that none of them were technically in any exclusive relationship as even Apolline had been muttering under the pressure of his allure, pheromones, and aura about her non-monogamous marriage while in the depths of his animalistic urges the thought of pushing the adults in their entourage into a state to get answers was contemplated before dismissing it as unlike these two they would have little to no resistance similar to how weaker willed wizards were easily love-struck by a Veela even when their aura was reigned in much as he considered Ronald would be affected and likely would even leap into deadly risk if not certainty under their allure.

“How can any man say no to such a nicely spoken request unless they were diligently loyal to only one love or uninterested in the fairer sex?” Harry asked before reaching his formerly drenched hand to caress her face that Fleur leaned into while her eyes darted back to where Apolline was deliriously in bliss as she sucked his head and swirled it with her tongue form the motions under the tightly puckered cheeks. “Go right ahead sweet Fleur, but I will likely wish a taste of Apolline before we resume our shopping with you delectable ladies picking things out to surprise us while Vincent and I see about some of our own surprises. It does seem a bit amusing that your mamma is currently on her knees while you plan to join her and neither of you have asked my proper name instead listening to my title and my friends have been distracted enough not to mention it, but I will when you both are done.”

It was odd Fleur realized even as she smiled and sunk to her knees next to her mother having smiled wider as his hands fondled her as she had sexily slithered down his body to do so. Still it didn’t really matter and his title had been intriguing enough even if she hadn’t noticed the way the women around him were at least unconsciously as attracted to him as if her grand-mamma had her allure at full blast or what the matriarchs were rumored to be able to induce. The urge to feel him stretch her, thrust inside her body before drenching the inside with his release, and to repeat until she was limp and sore was considerable which was why Fleur hoped that merely sucking his cock and feeling her belly warmed with his oddly arousing in its scent release would be enough to properly show off at the beach. Having him ravish her almost nonstop for the length of their trip was so tempting even if it meant losing and thus being his maid to do whatever he wished including the few sexual scenarios she had been reluctant to try.

Harry had enjoyed as Fleur sunk top her knees as she had run her hands over him while pressing her body against his and he had done some fondling of his own and it was so tempting to just rush into things and go until they were spent considering how sexy they both were even though he did consider Dora already to be more attractive and delightful to play with than Fleur for other reasons. Looking down, Harry watched as Fleur managed to coax Apolline to share and while he had two and even three tongues lavishing attention on him before the two of them were definitely up there in memorably intensely pleasurable experiences. He almost felt a twinge of regret that Fleur had messed up the stakes of the bet either that or she was that assured of her beauty compared to Dora. Then again, Dora was in only a slightly pretty summer sundress so she was mostly coming off as cute and not 'I just creamed my pants from her beauty' as he knew she could do.

“Oh, gods that’s good,” Harry muttered while doing his best not to let the level of pleasure he was feeling become too apparent as the two alternated in deep throating him after Apolline had definitely passed his earlier remaining release for Fleur to sample before they both seemed to go about things in earnest. “Definitely live up to the hype ladies, and Apolline I am definitely getting a sampling from you even if it won’t be my usual lengthy dining. That doesn’t mean you are going to win the bet Fleur, as while I agreed to it you forgot to ask about my Dora and she is a metamorphmagus which has advantages although she won’t be shifted to anything but her natural form on the beach as that is dazzling enough.”

Apolline took over taking him down her throat while Fleur moved to suckle the balls hanging out of his pants while running her hand along his leg for a little bit. She wanted to pout about competing with a metamorphmagus, but he said his Dora would be in her natural form and most likely it would be somewhat plain in comparison so she really didn’t mind and his musk was much more potent here that she struggled to think clearly outside of that her sex was throbbing and minor flashes of pleasure tingled across her whole body. He was obviously not at his full height, but while they had to adjust a bit to kiss her mother, he was more often with his head at breast level when standing. As it was, he could easily move between kissing her and her somewhat envied of her large more than cantaloupe sized breasts because Apolline had a more busty appearance while Fleur was closer to petite with decently sized mounds on her chest. Still she had to respond as the tingle of the bet being magically binding twisted inside her as his hands moved from their heads to cup one of their breasts each.

“Then it is a bet, handsome,” Fleur purred between pulling his balls into her mouth and sucking then and just otherwise kissing and licking them. “Now give mamma and me some sugar or in this case cream before we see about getting the ladies into some blood redirecting swimwear. I do not plan to lose and either way we both win something and mamma and I get to feel this thick long cock as we squeeze and come on it. We probably would have done so anyways and I know I wouldn’t kick either you or your lovers out of bed…”

Fleur closed her eyes as his hand seemed to ignore her clothing and likely her mamma’s as well and was fondling her increasingly sensitive flesh while her nose was saturated with his musk as her tongue swirled his readying balls in her mouth. She could feel her mamma as her face was pressed so close to her as her own nose was buried and rubbing against the muscled flesh above his throbbing inside her throat cock, and Fleur felt a moment of jealousy as it was obvious that his other girls with him had only experienced him and likely would feel no inclination to another. That as well as how potent the charm around them was quickly dispersed from her mind as she felt that signaling motions inside her mouth and worked harder to make his release more from his delightfully full balls.

“Get ready ladies,” Harry said with the strain barely repressed as they coaxed him to spurt into their hungry mouths, “Here I come!”

Apolline quickly filled her mouth after some shot directly down her throat before passing his suddenly tense in delay cock to Fleur to fill her mouth and savor his release before they went back and forth while their hands took the place of Fleur’s lips in dredging more from his impressively producing balls. The ladies were shocked in part that he could hold back when their faces were such pretty targets; however, Apolline planned to do this again and not have anything to be stained when he not only filled their mouths but sprayed their faces and chests with his offering even as he likely would enjoy watching the mother and daughter lick each other clean. They both shuddered as with each spurt into their mouths they had to fight not to flop to the ground as it pushed them into thigh soaking orgasm.

“Thank you, my lord,” the two partial Veela announced before he reached down and slid his fingers into their still shuddering sexes so he could pull his coated fingers out when he was done to have his own taste to enjoy. “Oh! Fuck! So sensitive I’m coming again!”

The two Delacour women collapsed against him as his hands were almost rotating inside their bodies and trying to gather a handful at least of their juices like rainwater to drink. He had stopped holding off the real feelings they evoked after he had started his barely restrained and oddly intensifying controlled releases into their hungry mouths so he had a smile that was apparent as it grew into a smirk as he felt their warm and wet passages grasping and shuddering around his fingers as he tried to ensure that his hands would come out of them overflowing with their unique juices. If he stepped back they would slump from their knees to being on their hands or possibly bellies while their legs were spread more than enough to mount them as if they were horny bitches in heat, but Harry preferred to take his time when he had the chance and Fleur would lose the bet anyways and the girl didn’t realize while she had stipulated how long he would be their boy toy if she won that her servitude had no such time limits.

Their minds had been in a very identical state so he wasn’t too surprised when they had acted a bit like the Weasley twins in knowing what the other was saying, but it was better than the other close in age twins at school as Padma and Parvati were very different it seemed although he was too busy to get involved with too many people. His friendship with Fred and George was one thing and his godbrother Neville was another, but Harry did not have time for his school year to be as busy juggling additional willing bed warmers as his summer had been. His time in Surrey had been educational and even though he had his favorites as well as overseeing the upper hierarchy for his businesses and the sex toy and porn shop was very profitable such that finding ways to get some of the toys to work around magic while making electronic variants of magical toys was interesting enough.

This was a holiday and as relaxing as knowing his tension would be released with how sympathetic their aura and allure as well as pheromones were on each other that did not mean he wanted to spend the whole holiday practically in bed even if it was with two partial Veela. As it was, Harry did have the feeling that Sirius would be a bit riled up, as he seemed to out beat his godfather’s sexual successes while lacking most of his failures. Sure Harry could have succumbed to Alice and Anne’s ministrations as well as he would have when they were all older anyways as that had been part of why he had resisted so much and for so long in addition to wishing to complete his ambition sooner than later. The stress would have been a bad thing eventually and even before stepping onto the station, Harry had planned on exploring their relationship around when they were teenagers when it was normal to start to do so even if they all had been early bloomers puberty wise.

His allure aura did have some concern as if it had manifested earlier in any shape there would have been complications although he had been trying to perceive his earlier childhood as it had been mostly a blank outside very fragmented moments that lingered just out of recall about that night. It bothered him as he had practically a photographic memory otherwise which allowed him to reread the books he had and that trick helped to be so far ahead on his studies. As loath as he was to try it, Harry was very tempted to utilize the Dementors to break through the block as it would strain his mind somewhat and that was without the concept of partially lowering his particular mental defenses to accomplish such a state of mind. Still it might be worth it to better recall those lost memories although he had the feeling it would be a mortifying thing to recall below his toddler days as much as he enjoyed play nursing there would be something about that fact with Lily Potter his mother that would be odd. Harry did wonder, as his allure aura seemed to settle into the two partial Veela’s bellies, that if the almost terrifying fear of what could have happened if he had such a thing as a child happen. Veela he had already learned seemed to go from emanating an aura of cute girls to the allure of a mature women over a short period of time with a similar rapid puberty, but even he had to squish the terribly squick casing terror that Petunia could have reacted to his aura causing an allure instead of just easing people around him.

It was only their ministrations and the feel of their churning sexes around his hands that kept him from shriveling from the terror of such a past even if it would explain why Petunia had always been so distant despite the odd passive thoughts he had noticed before this. His time in Surrey had at best had them pass in the street and Petunia did seem to believe he was not her nephew although the passive thoughts he had hit him as he walked did explain some things. Still Harry felt the slight beginning of sensitivity in the two so he withdrew his slightly overfilled hands and drank each of the handfuls of juices they had offered him as they radiated a new content feeling, as his aura seemed to linger and slowly remain despite the eventual digestion of his cream in their pleasantly warmed bellies.

“I can now say you are both quite sweet to drink,” Harry said after ensuring none of the retrieved juice was wasted before helping them to stand on shaky legs and his cock was tenderly returned to his pants. “Apolline, Fleur, I find you both interesting, but Fleur you will lose the bet although I suspect that it will be fun for you to do so. Now I believe we haven’t been properly introduced although I did introduce those I am vacationing with before this while you were being quite rude.”

“Yes, sir,” mother and daughter murmured while their body language screamed how pleasant they were feeling right now. “You did.”

“Now you both promise not to panic or otherwise be shocked then?” Harry asked as much as stated before getting their agreement, which was somewhat pointless as at this point as he could ask them to do anything and they probably would with that post orgasmic smile on their faces. “My name, dear ladies, is Harry James Potter-Black Lord of Houses Potter and Black although I will have to check if there are any other inheritances I qualify for at some point in time. I can tell by the look even if you managed not to vocalize the shock at how so unlike a little boy I look compared to how old I am. Now I believe I forgot to mention that after our little holiday that the girls and I will be spending some time with Nicholas and Perenelle Flamel to learn some things, but as it is suffice to say that some of the magic we have studied similarly jump started our developments not unlike your own heritage. Now I will remove the charm as soon as the three of us are presentable and I expect you both to help the ladies be dressed to impress as compensation; although, I doubt that it will be a hardship any more than just now has been.”

“Yes, my lord,” Apolline said while Fleur tried to reconcile the horrible children’s books, history books, and rumors with the man before her as he looked to be her age at the least. “It will be as you desire. Alas, I believe that Fleur will beat me to sharing a bed, but I have the feeling that despite your real age that you have more experience in many things than my daughter does. Still the lesson is well learned by both of us not to take things, as they appear, Marquis Noir. You are at least somewhat informed about your holdings in this area, yes?”

“That I am Apolline, but I normally leave most of the day to day activities with sufficiently trained and competent people to oversee things,” Harry answered while he let a minor cleaning spell freshen them and the air around them up even as it seemed that the rest of his group had not been as maddened by their competing alluring auras as they were only showing some affection and nowhere as close to the rutting he had barely restrained himself to doing with the Delacour women. “Now I know that there is some concern about them that you had, but we can discuss that later. I do want to see some more sights besides shopping while we are in Paris before spending our time on the beach. Fleur I expect you to do your best, but Dora has been considered able to out impress a full-blooded Veela by one familiar with some here. As such, I will make sure you enjoy your time fulfilling your part of the bet, and Apolline I have the feeling that the girls will get into some trouble enough that we will have time to properly explore things…”

The promise of pleasure in her eyes caused her to shudder before she felt the charm dissolve and the group easily maneuvered into the store before the girls descend on the swimwear like locusts at harvest. Still Harry and Vincent bowed out to get their own swimwear even as once more shop girls rushed to help the two handsome men out and not just out of their clothes, which amused them both. Neither of them was willing to compromise with speedos and even though the girls had talked them into tying them on neither would do that outside of a private setting where only their ladies would ogle them. Still, it had been worth it even though Harry had been grateful for his quick play with the Delacour woman and more so since Apolline told him their youngest had not been there even though she did confess to the girl having some merchandise about his real and fictitious adventures.

“Now Harry,” Apolline said after they had the purchases loaded into the car, “I want you to remind everyone that the girls are welcome to come over after the bet is settled with Fleur, and she can take them shopping on the other side as well. While those in the know are welcome to the street, it would probably be nicer without Hermione’s parents along and Fleur will want to show off how fashionable our shops are in comparison. Think about it this way, you will be able to relax and not obviously show your affection for each other before you are ready to tell the, things.”

“They likely would try to talk me into being a pack mule there as well, but unlike here, I do not plan on doing so as magic is flexible that way,” Harry said with a smirk even as Apolline gave him a hug where he discretely ground into her now absorbingly yet thin panty covered sex much to her sudden shudder of pleasure. “I will admit that I missed being able to chastise my girls when they acted out, but they will regret deciding to push things tonight. Still considering that I have brought them to orgasm with spankings it will only partially curb their behavior. Do you mind if as it is after the bet is settled that I begin to discipline Fleur as well, or you for that matter?”

“My lord,” Apolline said as his hand discretely slipped under her skirt kneaded her ass before planting a firm yet arousing swat to her cheek, “I would not mind such activities, but now is not the time. Still I look forward to seeing what you can do when you have the time to do things properly, and I look forward to feeling you inside me every way in the future, sir. In the meantime, have fun with your lovers and with Fleur when you have the chance, and do not let her get away with things as she needs a firm hand like I do and I suspect most of the women you are involved with embrace their inner submissive and get to enjoy having a true dominant man satisfying their needs.”

“You are right on that and if you doubt I will give you any less discipline than you are mistaken,” Harry said before leaving her ass tingling and red before withdrawing his hands from under her dress. “Now be off with you before I decide to really keep you and Fleur in line tonight. Just remember I know how to cast a keyed chastity charm so don’t think I won’t lock you out of even that as at least a few of my girls can attest to my having done so!”

“Yes, sir,” Apolline replied before turning to leave while receiving one last reminder to her flushed ass. “I can’t wait for then, Marquis Noir, and Fleur will be ready for the beach. Unfortunately, I am unsure if I will be able to go, but I do hope I can put up at least as decent of a showing as young Dora will. It might be fun if you made me lavish my tongue on her when you do fuck me, but what will happen will happen my soon to be ravishing lover.”

Harry chuckled before he rejoined his friends and their adult supervisors in the car with a slight smirk on his face. The shopping hadn’t been that horrible especially as everyone was in the know about magic then there would be no problem with adding more storage instead of arranging shipping for things back to the Granger’s home. After that, things became a bit of a blur as they went through a number of sights still as well as generally being somewhat nonirritating tourists even when he felt the urge to conjure real invisible boxes around the mimes after a little bit of time passed. He didn’t mind cultural things such as plays and some of the street performers, but the mimes, robots, and the other more annoying ones were really pushing his resolve.

Still it had been fun and they had eventually made their way to the hotel they were staying in for a few nights before heading to the place on or near the beach. Next time he might see about the Black or Potter holdings in France to see if there were any better locations although he recalled references to an almost Unplotable and hidden island where Isla Black had been born and was similarly named. The vast amount of information was hell for them to go through and he hadn’t felt any reason not to fuck Sarah to exhaustion in compensation since even the summaries were rather long and the overview as impressive in its scope. Harry was aware there were places he owned in both England and France and both had holdings elsewhere including the Mediterranean and Caribbean Islands in the Black Estate even though he was certain he didn’t and wouldn’t approve of the state the essentially indentured servants and serfs if not outright magically enslaved inhabitants were once kept in historically.

‘I really didn’t need to know exactly how involved the Blacks had been in taking advantage of not only the British trading expeditions or the French and even Spanish trade routes while the Potter Family had been originally fine artisans in the age of Celtic Britannia who managed to survive the repeated invaders with only the Longbottoms coming as close,’ Harry thought as he meandered to look at the city while having a nonalcoholic nightcap. ‘Sarah has ensured that they are no worse off than the rest of the employees; although, I suspect that they are almost as suitably bred for service than anyone outside of the Li’s. Still they are supposedly doing better even though I don’t plan to visit just to play with the almost servile masses. As it is, I will likely summer there at some point and having private beaches for my use would be nice although I don’t plan on doing so until we are older as Hermione pretty much admitted that June will test our maturity with it being a topless beach and follow one of these trips with clothing optional. It won’t be so bad if we have things settled between us, and Hermione has outright said that she wouldn’t mind especially after our seeing how passionate June is to have me entwined with June feeling her wrapped around me as we try to drive our bodies to exhaustion seeking mutual sexual gratification. Considering how often my dreams are haunted by ghostly images of Lily and the matter with Susan and Amy as well as this new one with Fleur and Apolline, I have no leg to stand on if Hermione wants to experiment with relations besides her cousin.’

Harry glanced out at the lights of Paris and he wondered on some memories the ghosts had when Paris was known as the City of Lights before electricity became common. Things kept changing and after hearing some of the complete ignorance of the non-magical world by British Wizards, Harry was certain that his and his minions’ choice to continue their ordinary education was a good one even as he plotted to be at University studies before Hogwarts offered them to test for their NEWTS. Still he had plenty to reflect on about the day so far.

Thinking back on the day, Harry wanted to smirk at the outrageous bet the young Veela Fleur Delacour had made when he had hinted that Dora would be more appealing on the beach. Apolline had been already stirred almost to moaning like a wanton slut and Fleur had not been on the receiving end of a properly arousing aura aimed at her specifically before, but it seemed that Naomi’s predictive joke might be true and he would have a nice French maid to play with the next summer especially considering how arousing Dora already looked in her less revealing clothes. As amusing as it had been using his aura to reduce the calm and confident French witch to panting and soaking her panties, Harry had restrained himself from reducing the whole shop to madness. It had been a good bit of practice to focus it, which was far more directed than Fleur seemed to have, as she didn’t know how to bring her aura to properly restrained, as she leaked her arousing presence all the time even when it was kept from its full force. The urge to have directed more of it at both Apolline and Fleur during their conversation had been so tempting to bring them to their knees as he had Claire, Alice and Anne already when he had dealt with Melissa.

Still he had gone further than he had with June although about as far as he had originally with Amy when talking with Fleur and Apolline. Not that they hadn’t been delightful, but it had been challenging not to have pressed Fleur into the wall and took her there and then before repeating on Apolline who would have gone along with it eagerly. Oh, he had played with his aura while in the store, but it had been good training even if the normal girls had less of a feedback loop than either Apolline or Fleur had experienced. It was not that the women in Paris were sluts per se, but more as if they were embracing their egalitarian values from the French Revolution for good or bad. It was actually considered worse to be unable to satisfy a woman than to engage in relations outside of a relationship here.

The most amusing thing was how little their influence had done to Vincent except for having suddenly kissed June senseless and the three adults had some mischief in the store when they were out of sight. It had proved that June was willing to share with women both herself and her husband, but it did not mean that either of them was open to other men joining in on them even if he didn’t think Vincent was that self-conscious. Part of the problem was that as the summer solstice approached his libido was almost as potent as the fall equinox, and his basic introduction to the Animagus which he planned to master before the end of his third year at Hogwarts had allowed Harry to greater feel his instincts as they reacted to things which while good in fighting did mean whatever his inner animal was would bleed into his subconscious and the psychologist concept of the ID. His response to using the allure for a moment had been frightening as he barely restrained his instinctive reaction to drown their aura with his which as he already had seen would have reduced them to panting on the street with their legs spread and thighs soaked with their flowing juices as they dropped into begging to be mounted.

He could have had the Veela women on their knees and fighting to suck him off before he used their eager bodies to relax, but that felt a bit close to misusing magic similarly to the imperious curse or using compulsion charms to coerce people while they had gone part way there and he had ensured they had several orgasms to bring them into line. Harry was aware that he preferred seduction to outright taking when it came to sexual conquests, and he considered himself to be better than Death Eaters and there imperiousing people to follow their commands. They would be spending the rest of the time at a house on the beach near Marseille in Southern France and not far from Buxbaton’s where Fleur went and Gabrielle would soon follow. It was a shame that Fleur hadn’t taken the hint from her mother and acted so foolishly, but her mistake was one she would have to pay the price for as much as Apolline would her own mistake.

“Hello, Hermione, was there something you wanted?” Harry asked as he sipped the warm chocolate cup as he looked out the window where they were staying before driving south. “It is a beautiful night if you look out the window. Have you enjoyed the sights as well?”

“Good evening Harry, I suppose the night is nice and the sights have been fun, but there is something I want to ask you,” Hermione stated as she moved behind him and hugged him in her not quiet translucent blue nightgown pressing her breast and thighs to his body while wrapping her arms lower to rub his thighs. “I know that our relationship isn’t normal, but I saw how you have been looking at Apolline, May and my mum, and I can understand it and all. Unfortunately, I have the feeling that things won’t go well with Fleur as she seems too proud and I can’t help but feel that she is going to crack from things. Apolline seems to be more likely to accept her desires and they do have a different notion of things like that here; therefore, there won’t be a problem from playing with her, but what about my mum? I feel conflicted on it still as part of me wanted to place your cock to thrust into her pussy at the station and that feeling is still here now where I want to see her as thoroughly ravished and dominated as any other woman you have taken to bed has experienced while the other part of me has noticed how Aunt May acts with mum and dad so wonder if they would object to another guy with them as you would with us.”

“You’re rambling, pet, but I can understand why because I have been feeling the same conflict as well as every instinct I have is screaming that your mum is like you and while Vincent seems to know how to likewise switch with the mood as you and your mum do that June needs someone to utterly own her now and again,” Harry practically whispered as Hermione ran her hands back and forth as well as around his thighs and stomach stopping to feel him under her hands. “I think I only had two reasons to resist since the station and that is Vincent and you. I know you won’t mind, but part of you want to be there while we both respect your father too much to do something if they have an understanding, as we don’t know the details. Would I mind if I was wrapped in your mum’s arms and legs while feeling her hot body gripping me or savoring her impressive assets? The answer would be no, but I do not plan to ruin anything between us even if it seems that it is likely an accident or slip up will happen especially on the beach. Your mum does smell like you just a bit more mature in her scent and you know how I can lose time just savoring your scent.”

“Thank you, master, what you said has eased my mind, but I want to be there when you do dominate mum,” Hermione said while grinding her hot sex into him and stroking him through his pants. “I cannot deny that as a woman June and May are the kind I would like to be and see fucked into submission, and I have already tried incest with Alice as she is my cousin, but I really want to see her cum while you fuck her brains out and maybe feel her tongue on me and mine on hers while you do so. I doubt it will happen on this trip, as mum and dad seem to dislike our prey so would wish to wait until we are legal, but I don’t think I am ready to confess that we are older than we look or how far we have gone just yet. As it is, mum thinks that we are maybe playing doctor or even just using our hands and mouths to explore while she does notice how close we girls are to each other and you.”

“I doubt Vincent thinks we have gone as far as we have, but June likely thinks we have gotten maybe up to frothing which would make sense as I didn’t expect things to go as quickly as they had and spending most of the year at that point with non-penetrative sex like on Halloween being as far as we got before we got to Hogsmeade weekends with possibly things happening if another mess occurred this year at school,” Harry said as Hermione stopped playing on the outside and had slipped her hands into his pants to stroke him directly while kissing his neck and grinding her spread thighs against his firm ass and her breasts into his muscled back. “While I was trying to fend off Alice and Anne until we were all legal in the magical world would not have been fun there was no way I was going to let them make me feel like the scum we deal with at times. It would have not been the most fair for us, but I didn’t think it would be fair to start things with you while they had been so persistent as well as keeping from becoming lost in the feelings as we had seen some become.”

“You are right, sir, you who have saved us from things and our own problems, my lord, but it grows late and you have finished your night cap so please come to bed, Harry,” Hermione said while trailing kisses from his shoulder to his ear while continuing to fondle and grind against him. “The problems will deal with themselves for a night and there is no reason to be moody about tomorrow. Fleur has already lost and you will have a sexy maid to command soon while we have a nice guide to show us where some clothes we can show off for you can be bought. It will be fun even though I have the feeling you won’t let us get away as easily with teasing you without daddy around.”

“Alright, my kinky little bookworm, but this summer will not just be about playing even if it seems like it from time to time as this nice respite from our hectic schedules and planning,” Harry said before turning his head and kissing her as he felt his body responding completely with her enticement. “I already had to punish Amy before visiting your house, but you girls have been good enough to not even make me inclined to spank you. I know it won’t last and when it comes time to do so it will be memorable. Naomi and Bella were fun to show off while playing their bodies like the exquisite instruments, they are and you did seem much less self-destructive after giving you some discipline. I think there is something attractive when a woman surrenders her ability to control things and is made to cum repeatedly. Now Sarah may not have mentioned it, but there is going to be a new toy at the store even though it is a bit expensive to sell to individuals. I think she plans to rent it and the more expensive toys even machines even since it would not be in as much demand or ability to purchase while rentals and clubs might be more popular. Now lead on, my eager girl and let’s see how responsive you will be tonight…”

Hermione found herself pinned with Harry pressing into her instead of grinding into his back and his firm cock pushing her nightgown into her panties and that into her aroused sex. His kiss was not as teasing as hers had been, but it was demanding and she wondered if he would take her against the window right here. Head dazed from the kiss, Hermione found her body in his arms and her arms and legs around him as he carried her to bed. The matter with the Ladies Delacour would be settled soon enough even though Harry had felt how his instincts had screamed to sexually and magically dominate the two partial Veela. As it was, Naomi seemed to be right and he was technically picking up a French lady to be a maid and Fleur would do with the leg up even though her father was well placed in the French Ministry of Magic that didn’t mean much if she wanted a job outside of the country. Still it was odd how Naomi seemed to receive that almost vision near and during orgasm, but divination was an imprecise science from what Harry knew about the field.

As he caressed Hermione’s face and slipped his head under her nightgown to place kisses up her thighs before planting one on her aroused and wet sex, Harry wondered if the field would be more popular if the women giving divinations were given frequent orgasms. He dismissed it as a concern without more information and began to work Hermione to a puddle with his lips and tongue while his hands caressed her thighs. Harry may have seen all of his ladies in the nude, but sometimes how you didn’t show things was more arousing than seeing everything. The beach would be interesting and he had the distinct impression the girls would see he was randy as hell and screw them into the mattress after every trip.

Harry let those thoughts and worries fade from his mind as he lapped up her particular sweet juices flowing over his tongue, and looked forward to the fun before the intense studying and training that would occur with the Flamels and Su’s family even if Nick seemed like his home would be a mix of intense practice, demanding researching, and wanton almost Roman orgies. He had seen Perenelle’s real picture and it had given him a hard on that almost put Amy, June, May, and Apolline to shame. They may be all mature women but they knew what they were doing and their bodies were like solidified sex appeal. It didn’t matter at this time and Harry sunk into the pleasure he found in causing Hermione to writhe and buck into his face.

This was Hermione’s night, and Harry was doing his best to pour all of his feelings and passions into his coupling with his favorite girl. He did love Alice and Anne as his earliest girls, but they were still having their own problems and the year away had almost led them to being an open couple in all matters with belonging to him a certainty. Dora was also a girl that was well inside his once closed heart, but she had been reborn in a way that led her to being a good pet but not so good as his right hand girl. He had the feeling that Hermione and Alice would be his right and left hand aids while Dora, Anne and Su were his beginning enforcers while Bella was his most loyal interrogator with as loath as he was to accepted that young Jennifer as her apprentice. Cissa would do a good job in managing social planning as that was about the most use Lucius had used her for after providing an heir and the appropriate arm candy at social settings. Even Naomi was becoming more into her role as head of social service industry training with maids and such as her specialty while Amanda and Claire were leading up the labs and the top lab in particular. As it was, Tom was training people to drive professionally and that was becoming good business as well.

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