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Smell of Submission	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 308950 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 29
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N- First I have to admit that I am a naughty girl that does not like to wait for her beta to have time to read her chapters before she post them. So again, I hope to have to have it read by tomorrow, but that is not a sure thing. If you can't handle the rawness, just wait for the message to go away, if you can, read on my pretties!
Kain- I am rather enjoying how very manipulative Harry is getting in this story. Oh the plans I have for the innocent little Hermione with her big doe eyes and her trusting heart! Don't worry that is the way I am keeping her until it is too late for her to turn back *evil laugh*
red demon- I have added another girl this chapter, I am not sure how many people will like that add, but she was the easiest target at the time, and Harry never likes to pass up a good opportunity.
Eclectic_Pet- Do not worry Harry is planning to keep Hermione well in hand. With the skirt thing he is doing just enough so she doesn't notice, maybe someone will point it out to her one day? You get a little more insight on her dreams about Draco in this chapter, but she is still very tight lipped about such naughty dreams. Harry may have to punish her to get the full story?
chm01- Yes?
Aranel- Poor little Hermione, is no one rooting for her to overpower the big bad Harry and regain her freedom? Anybody? *snicker* Do not worry many of your questions will be answered in future chapters, I don't want to give too much away yet. Oh it was actually Hermione un-dieing trust of Harry that is doing to be her real downfall.
Kain (again *wink*)- Awesomely written? You make me blush!
neogoblin- I tend to like slow build it makes the payoff that much sweeter. Don't worry, you have not seen the last of Greengrass!
StarrCrystal- Thank! here is some more!
Ollivander- There may have been dark powers at work to draw Hermione to teh sheath, but also I always saw her as getting her friends useful my interesting things. I actually put some thought into what year I wanted this story to take place in. There are some events that happen in the 6th year that I plan to use. Like Harry with the book for instance.
Pairings: Ginny/Harry (MA), Hermione/Harry (PG13 still)
Warnings: BDSM, CR, D/s, H/C, Humil, MC, M/F, Minor2,

When Hermione started to shake her head and blink Harry looked up from his book with a slow smile. “How do you feel?” He asked with all the innocence he could muster.
“Good actually.” Hermione said with a smile of her own. “I think this is really going to help me this year.” She said and then turned to Harry with a bit of a blush on her cheeks. “You watched over me the whole time?” She asked warmly.
“Well I told you I would.” Harry said setting the book aside and moving next to her on the couch.
“The one odd thing is I am feeling sort of…” She started, then blushed and shook her head. “Never mind.”
“Hermione you can tell me anything.” Harry said as he let his hand rest on her knee. “What are you feeling?”
Hermione cleared her throat and looked up into Harry’s eyes. “Sort of turned on actually, do you think that is normal?”
Harry just smiled and shrugged. “The book didn’t say, but it doesn’t sound like a bad thing.” he said and leaned in to place a soft kiss on her neck.
“Harry!” She snapped, but she didn’t move away or try and push him back.
“What?” Harry asked as he stopped and looked into her eyes. “I am not going to pretend I don’t desire you Hermione, I am a 16 year old boy.” He told her as if she needed reminding. “You walk around all day in these short skirts, showing off your beautiful legs.” As he spoke he ran his fingers up the inside of her thigh.
Hermione blushed all the more and looked away from him, unable to take all the praise. “I’m not ready for any of that Harry.” She told him in a soft voice.
“I would never do more than you could handle Hermione.” He promised and let his fingers stop midway up her thigh, he just messaged the skin of her leg. “But I know you like snogging.” he added and before she could answer he leaned in and took her mouth in a commanding kiss.

By the end of the week Harry had shortened all of Hermione shirts by at least two inches, and though seemed to go unnoticed by the smart little witch, many of the boys in their classes seemed to be well aware.
The only male that didn’t seem to notice was Ron, who was still well caught in Lavender lips. Harry wondered if she was putting out with how fully she had Ron’s attention.
Saturday’s breakfast was spent watching as Hermione tried not to watch Ron and Lavender. It annoyed Harry that she seemed to still have feeling for his best mate, even now that she had his attention. He would have to find a way to nip that ridiculousness in the bud.
When a genius idea formed his his head a slow smile came to his lips. He needed to make her realize she could lose him if she kept acting lovesick over Ron. He turned to look around the Gryffindor table to see who would make the best incentive. Someone he who he could control without as much work as Hermione took.
His eyes landed on the youngest Weasley, she had been trying very hard not to be caught looking at him. Hermione had her Weasley, maybe he would get one of his own. It made it better because she was still dating Dean, so maybe he could get a bit of a distraction out of her without her going to the whole school about it.
“Hey Ginny, Ron told me you were planning to try out for Chaser this year.” Harry said as he turned to the younger girl with a smile. He could feel Hermione’s attention already shift completely to him. “Do you want to go get some practice in today?” He offered wondering exactly what she would do for him to make the team.
Ginny smiled back and nodded. “Yeah I have been practicing all summer for it!” Ginny told him excitedly. “I would love to go flying, but I don’t want you to show many any favoritism or anything because of my brother.”
“Oh don’t worry, you will only get on the team if you really earn it.” Harry gave her the dark promise and let his hands drift down to her breasts for his a moment. They weren’t as developed as Hermione’s but he had to admit they had a lovely shape to them.
“We could all go to the pitch.” Hermione cut in with an almost panicked tone to her voice, Harry wanted to laugh but kept the urge in check, well that wasn’t very hard.
“Nah, Lav lav and me are going to do some…” Ron cleared his throat before he looked back to at his girlfriend. “...things this morning, but we can go this afternoon!” He added so everyone knew he was still planning on playing quidditch this year.
“Hermione you told me you wanted to catch up on reading this morning.” Harry said giving her his full attention again.
“I could bring the books out to the pitch.” She answered with a frown.
“You don’t have to do that, I know you don’t actually like Quidditch. We will all just meet up again for lunch.” Harry said in a tone that left no room for argument.
Hermione sighed and frowned deeply but said no more about it.

They had been flying for the better part of an hour and Harry had to admit she was good. Maybe even good enough to play professionally one day, but he wasn’t about to tell her that. He had actually spent the hour pointing out every time little thing she did wrong, and some things that he just made up.
When they landed to take a bit of a break Ginny was rosy faced from flying and from all the corrections Harry had had to make. “Do you think I am good enough?” Ginny asked a bit worried.
“It depends on who else tries out, but you may have a chance.” Harry said with a noncommittal shrug. He then looked around to make sure they were still alone. He wanted to see just how submissive little Ginny was, and it would not do for them to have witnesses.
“So tell me Ginny, how are you and Dean going?” he asked in a friendly tone as they moved to the side lines to sit down for a bit.
“Oh you know, we are okay I guess.” She said and flushed a bit.
“Okay, you guess? That is not a glowing appraisal of a boyfriend.” Harry told her with a frown.
“Well he is sort of, timid is all.” Ginny said as she sat down. “Sometimes I want him to take the lead you know?” She added and looked to the ground.
“I can see that, it is in your nature to want your man to be forceful.” Harry said as if it was obvious to anyone who looked.
“I.. I.. Don’t know about that.” Ginny said glancing up to him and then looking back to the ground.
Harry was on her in a flash, he pushed her back against the bench and moved over her. He didn’t touch her sexually, he just tell her feel the power in his body.
“Are you sure now?” he asked darkly as he looked down at her. Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, it was the last the thing she had expected him to do. “How does this make you feel?”
She was panting under him and he could tell she was more than a bit aroused by their new position, but he needed for her to say it.
“Harry I…” She started and he could tell she was going to deny it so he cut her off by taking her hands and pinning them above her head.
“Don’t lie Ginny. How long have you wanted me to do this?” he asked a wide smirk forming on his lips.
She was breathing harder than before and her hips tried to move up against his own without thinking about it. “Since forever.” She told him breathlessly.
“You know what Ron would do to me if he saw us like this?” Harry asked as he leaned down and let his lips trail up the column of her neck.
“Fuck Ron!” Ginny said with a gasp as she let her eyes close.
“He is my best mate Ginny, he will not find out about this.” he told her and firmly pressed his body down on hers. “I’ll give you everything you ever wanted, but you have to listen to me completely.”
She whimpered and bit her lower lip. He could see the battle going on inside of her, but he was already sure which side would win.
“You are to keep dating Dean, you and me will only ever be sexual.” he told her as he moved both her wrists to one of his hands and let the other caress her cheek.
“I want more.” She tried to demand but she wasn’t fighting him any longer.
“You take what I give you are you get nothing at all.” He told her firmly. “I am the one in charge.” He added and let his hand move down to the hem of her shirt.
“I want to me in charge.” She told him weakly.
“No you don’t, if you did you wouldn’t be squirming like a slag under me.” Harry said meanly and enjoyed her whimper. “I bet that is what you really want, to spread your legs for any man willing to tie you up.”
She didn’t answer, but the fact she was panting under him spoke volumes. “I’m going to help you explore this side of yourself my sweet, you just to be honest with both yourself and me.” he told her with a grin.
“Okay Harry.” She said with her breath catching a bit as she felt his hand move under her shirt.
He leaned down so she would feel the hot breath on her ear as he whispered. “Call me Master.” he said simply and felt the shiver run through her body. “Tell me slut, have you ever let a man fuck you?” Harry asked, still in a whisper.
“No Master, Deans never tried.” She told him breathlessly.
Harry chuckled and shook his head. “And he never till, if you want to feel his cock you will have to take it.” He said and bit her ear lightly. “Do you want to feel my cock, slut?” he asked and pressed himself against her so she would feel his excitement.
She gasped and her back arched at the feel of him. “Yes Master.” She said with an almost begging tone to her voice.
“Not here, we are too exposed. Not that it matters for a slut like you, but I have a different sort of reputation to keep.” He said and enjoyed the fact that every time he even implied that she was a whore it just turned her on more.
“Where?” She asked with a whimper.
“Men’s locker room, that way I can wash up after.” he said and got up off of her and headed towards the locker room without looking back at her. She followed like he knew she would.
Once inside the confines of the men’s room Harry turned on her again and pressed her up against one of the lockers so he could kiss her neck. His hands moved to her jeans and started to push them down over her ass.
When he had her pants and around her ankles he looked down at the innocent body he was about to violate and smiled. Her sweet little mound was covered in pink cotton, and the sight made his manhood twitch a bit.
“Whores don’t really need things like knickers.” He told her and with one good yank ripped them from her body. She whimpered but did nothing else to protest the action. “If you want to wear them again you will get my permission, do you understand slut?”
She swallowed hard and looked back at him, she nodded but when he frowned at her she spoke quickly. “Yes Master, I understand.”
“This may hurt a bit, but you will thank me for the pain.” he undid his own pants and pulled out his excitement. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked down at his shaft, her eyes going wide a bit.
He took a step closer to her, positioning himself between her legs and lifting her thighs around him as her jeans still bound her ankles. “This is your last chance not to be my personal whore.” He told her as he looked into her eyes. “Once I take you, your body will belong to me to do with as I see fit.”
“W-what are you going to do to me?” She asked looking back into his eyes as she worked to keep herself balanced.
He chuckled and looked right back into her eyes. “With you?” he asked as if he wasn’t sure himself for a moment. “What do you think the word whore means?” He asked and before she could answer he thrust into her all at once.
She screamed in pain as he took her innocence, but even then she remembered what he had told her before. “Thank you Master.” She said the moment she caught her breath. Since she remembered her place, he was merciful and held still for a bit so she could get used to his size.
When he was sure she was ready for more he started a heated pace into her. She moaned and whimpered against him as she was mixed with feelings of pleasure and pain. In all her life she had never thought her first time would be in a boy’s locker room by a Harry Potter that was promising to sell her body. But when the first signs of her peak started to shake through her she felt this was better than she could have ever imagined.

Harry left Ginny on the floor of the locker room so he could take a shower before lunch. She was still sitting against the locker where he had left her when he came out to get dressed. Inwardly he sighed and walked over to the younger girl. It wouldn’t do him any good if she was felt hurt by what they had just done.
“Are you okay Ginny?” he asked as he knelt down in front of her.
She wouldn’t look up at him. “What did we just do?” She asked in a soft voice and pulled her knees against her breasts more tightly.
“We just had amazing sex.” He told her firmly and moved his hand under her chin so she would look into his eye. “I thought it was what you wanted.” he said “You never told me to stop, never really pushed me away…”
“I liked it.” She admitted in a small voice. “Are you really going to make me be a slut now?” She asked as her eyes started to water.
“Do you want me to?” Harry asked point blank.
“Harry!” She said and then pulled her chin away from his hand. “I mean…”
“You mean Harry.” He told her firmly. “Ginny, I am serious, what do you want? I mean you obviously have some dark fantasies, but they can stay that way, as fantasies or roles you play out during sex without them actually being true.”
“So it is just part of the sex?” She asked meekly and looked up at him again.
“Exactly.” he told her and smiled at her as he ran his hand through her hair. “Now go get cleaned up and think about it, think about what you really want.”

When Harry finds Hermione in the back of the library alone with no one else around her, he snuck up behind her so he could kiss her on the neck before she could protest.
“Missed you.” He said as she jumped and looked up at him with wide eyes
“You scared me Harry.” She said and put her hand on her heart.
“But you’re cute when you jump.” He told her and moved into the seat next to hers. “What is my good girl working on?” He asked naturally as he looked over to see what book she was reading.
He smiled when he noticed her shift in the chair but said nothing about it.
“I was reading about the meaning of dreams actually.” She told him and held the book out for him to see. “Wizards have a lot more to say on the subject that muggles ever did.”
“I didn’t think you liked Divination.” Harry asked as he looked over the book.
“Only some dreams are considered Divination, others are closer to self Legilimency.” She explained in her know it all tone.
“I see.” He said looking over the book she was reading and then looking back to her. “Why are you interested in this now?” he asked her curiously.
“Well, while I was meditating the other night I had teh most vivid dream...thing. I wanted to know if it could mean anything.” She said before taking the book back so she could continue reading.
Harry sat and watched her for a few minutes and idly plaied with the ends of her hair as he did. “You would look lovely with your hair up.” He said slightly under his breath, but loud enough at he was sure she heard him.
“What?” She stopped reading to look over at him with a frown.
“I was just thinking how pretty you would look if you wore your hair up or styled more often.” he said like he didn’t really care one way or the other. “I mean you have such a beaitful face and i don’t get to see it that often.” he told he with a smile.
She blushed and pushed her hair up and out of her face. “Harry you know I don’t have time for things like that.” She said and batted teh compliment away.
“How about if I get someone to do it for you every morning?” he asked playfully. “You could sit and read and they could pamper you like you deserve.”
She flushed a bit deeper and looked back at him. “Oh? You know someone that would be willing to be my personal stylist?” She asked with a laugh.
“Bet I could talk Ginny into it.” he said with a knowing smile.
Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed. “Fine.” She says with a laugh. “If you can talk her into it then I will let her do it.” She said in a tone that meant she didn’t beleave that he could do it.
“That is my good girl.” he said and pushed some hair behind her ear. This time she let out a small moan, but he pretended not to hear it. “So tell me about this dream you are interpriting.” He said quickly changing the subject.
“Oh, that? It was silly.” She said and turned back to her book so she wouldn’t have to say any more.
“Well obviously not completely silly if you are resreaching it.” Harry pointed out with a smirk. “Why don’t you want to tell me?” he asked pushing a bit.
“It was a…” She licked her lips before saying it as quickly as she could. “itwasasexdream.” She said without pause.
It took Harry a moment to figure out what she said and then he laugehd and shook his head. “I am pretty sure sex dreams are normal for teens our age. Was there something special about this one?” he asked curiously.
“I don’t want to talk about it Harry, I am not nearly ready to do the kind of things I did in the dream, and anyway I don’t think you would be interested anyway.” She said and took in a slow breath to calm herself.
“Oh now you have to tell me Hermione.” he said moving in closer to her. “You have my curioicity all peaked.” he said and settled his hand on teh inside of her thigh.
“Promise not to judge?” She asked looking at him suspicously.
“I promise Hermione. If you can’t tell me, who can you tell?” he asked as he squeezed her leg.
She sighed and set the book down. “So it was very vivid and I was trapped in the Slytherin common room.” She said looking around meekly.
“Wait who is this dream about?” he asked keeping his tone neutral.
She swallowed hard and blushed before looking down to her lap. “I don’t want to tell you.” She said unable to bring herself to say the word, she just felt Harry would be so mad.
“Malfoy.” he answered his own question.
“How did you know?” She asked looking back up to him with wide eyes.
“Who else would it be from Slytherin?” he asked and set his hand on top of hers. “So what happened in the dream?” he pressed again.
“Well lets just say the Slytherin Prince did things to me that in the dream I really liked, but I don’t think I would like them for real.” She said as she turned beet red.
“Come on Hermione, unless you tell me what he did how am I going to know what to stay away from?” he asked her playfully. Her eyes shot up to him and she shook her head.
“You would never do anything like the things he did in the dream.” She told Harry still shaking her head.
“Try me.” he said not letting her off the hook.
“Well he tied me up completely in a kneeling position and made me give him…” She cleared her throat and looked around to make sure they were alone. “Make me pleasure him with my mouth.”
Harry shook his head and took the book away from her. “Hermione there is no secret meaning to your dream, it was just a little dark fantasy. Everyone had them.” he told her and made her look into his eyes. “Sometimes I fantasize about tying you up and pleasing you with my mouth.” he told her in a soft voice. “Teasing you until you were just begging for me to take you.”
He was pretty sure she had stopped breathing at his admission. After a moment of just looking back at him with wide eyes she finally spoke. “And it is normal?” She asked shyly.
“Completely.”
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