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

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A/N- This chapter would have been posted yesterday if it wasn't for Draco! He made me post THREE Chapters of Quidditch Lesson! Then he snuck into this chapter as well! It is all his fault, I just can't fight when he gets all demanding in my head! Hope you guys understand...
red demon- Thanks, I do try...
Eclectic_Pet- Well you did ask for a "very dark Harry" Of course he wants to take over for the Dark Lord, and if I am honest with myself I prefer vary dark to evil protagonists for my smut stories. Something about the seduction of darkness I think.
Aranel- I feel it is the fact that Ginny has been treated a bit like a china doll her whole life that she craves to be treated with such disregard. As for Hermione, well I think with her it is really a issue of control... what she really wants is to not have any, but that big brain of her won't let her let it go.
Emily- If Harry was the best in all things it might get kind of boring... Each of the Doms I plan on introducing in this story will have their own gifts and talents. I will tell you now that Hermione is not shaved, well at least not yet.
Pairings: Ginny/Harry
Warnings: CR, D/s, Humil, MC, Minor2, Oral, Solo

At breakfast the next morning he enjoyed the view as Hermione entered the Great Hall. Her usual unruly mane was tamed into soft curls, and pinned up out of her beautiful face. He watched as many other boys in the room kept track of her, wondering who she was until the tell tail signs of recognition dawned in their eyes. Many of them wanted her, and she was all his. He would have to think of a way to reward his slut for doing such a good job.
When Hermione sat down next to him she seemed very self conscious, she could feel the eyes on her as well and it was making her the sweetest color pink.
“What did you do to yourself ‘Mione?” Ron asked as he pulled his lips away from Lavender’s, Harry could see the hunger in his friends eyes and that too pleased him. Let his friend covet what belonged to him, he would never taste his sweet pet.
“I let Ginny do my hair, it is no big deal.” She snapped and pulled out a book to hide her face behind.
“You actually look like a girl.” Ron said mimicking his own words from fourth year.
“Noticed that did you Ronald?” Hermione snapped from behind her book. “Twice in the same decade, it must be a record.”
Harry stayed out of the fight for now, and just placed a hand on Hermione thigh so she would know, not only that he was there for her, but that she belonged to him and did not need Ron.
“Yeah yeah, I thought you said looking like a girl was too much work?” Ron asked as Lavender worked to regain his attention.
Hermione sighed and set down the book to look back at Ron. “It is, but Ginny made a compelling offer: I let her make me more girly and I can read while she does. No work for me.”
Ron turned on his sister like she had betrayed some kind of trust. “Why did you do that?” he asked with a frown. Ginny’s eyes moved to Harry for only a moment, but fortunately no one seemed to notice.
“I was tired of people making fun of one of my best friends. She would be one of the prettiest girls in the school if she put a little work into it.”
“You do look beautiful today Hermione.” Harry offered innocently as he moved his hand up under her skirt.
“I’m not saying she doesn’t look good.” Ron cut in with a frown. “I am just saying she doesn’t look like… Hermione.” he added with a pout.
“RONALD! CAN YOU STOP OGLING THE KNOW IT ALL AND PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR GIRLFRIEND!?” Lander screamed at the top of her lungs after her fifth attempt to get his attention back on her.
Ron turned bright red and slowly turned to look at Lavender. As did everyone else in the Great Hall. Harry kept the smile off his face at how much he was amused by her jealousy.
As she realized the scene she just made Lavender stomped out of the hall to get away from every pair of eyes in the school. Ron looked back to his friends as if he was about to have a panic attack.
“You should go after her.” Ginny pointed out softly. “To either break up with the loon or apologize.”
Ron nodded and rushed out of the room after Lavender while Ginny scooted down to sit across from Harry and Hermione. “Which do you think he picks?” Ginny asked with a smile as the dull roar of students started up once again.
“I say he breaks up with her.” Harry said and looked sideways at his pet to see her reaction.
“Do you really think he was ogling me?” She asked with a frown on her face, her mind still caught on that one aspect of the event.
Ginny burst into giggles that halted abruptly when she realized that Harry was not pleased with Hermione’s question.
“Why do you care?” Harry asked in a cold tone as he withdrew his touch from her leg.
Hermione frowned and twitched under his disapproval but for some reason she decided it was a good idea not to back down. “Just curious.” She said and straightened her back to give herself a posture of control.
“Yes.” Harry answered, his tone still cold. “He was ogling you along with most of the males in this room.” He said with a wave of his hand towards the rest of the room. With that Harry got to his feet so he would be looking down at her with his next statement. He kept his cold eyes on Hermione. “Ginny, I’ll walk you to your first class.”
Ginny looked between the two for a moment before nodding. “Okay Harry.” She said softly as she got to her feet and both left the Great Hall as well.
“What’s with Harry?” Neville leaned over and asked as he watched the two go.
Hermione blushed and resisted the urge to follow her boyfriend. She knew he was upset and jealous of her attention to Ron and he just needed to let off some steam. A walk would do him good. She turned to Neville to answer his question.
“Just upset because of Ron.” She said honestly.

Harry checked the clock and knew they had another twenty minutes before the first class. So on the way to the room he pulled Ginny into an empty classroom and locked the door.
“Harry? Are you and Hermione a thing?” Ginny asked shyly as he turned back to her.
“Down on your knees whore.” Harry said ignoring her question.
She swallowed hard and dropped her to knees. She bowed her head and blushed a bit. “Sorry Master.” She said as she knew better than to call him Harry at moments like these.
“You did well with her this morning.” Harry told the kneeling girl. “What would you like for your reward?” he asked lifting her chin so she would look up at him.
“A reward?” She asked and smiled.
“Yes my slut. I am a caring Master, you will always be rewarded when you please me.” He told her as his hands moved back into her hair gently before grasping it painfully tight. “Lift your skirt and show me what is mine.” he told her firmly.
She swallowed hard unable to look away she pulled her skirt up high enough to show teh red curls between her legs. She had been listened this time and wore no knickers.
“Yes, you definitely deserve a reward.” he said and pulled her head so it was pressed nose against the bulge in his pants. “Do you want this slag?”
“Yes Master.” She answered and licked her as she smelled his musky scent through the fabric of his uniform.
Harry chuckled and let her hair go. “Then take it out.” he ordered her and licked his own lips as he watched the younger girl eagerly obey him.
Once she had his semi erect shaft freed from his pants she licked her lips and them him without another word. He groaned as her novice tongue lapped at his manhood.
“You did not ask for permission for lick him whore.” he stated as it took much of his will to pull back away from her, his cock now fully hard.
“I am sorry Master.” She said lowering his head. “I thought you would like it.”
He smirked and looked down at her. “That is beside the point. I will let you continue only because this is your reward, know for the future I will not be so lenient.” He said and moved back within her reach.
“Thank you Master.” She said with a nod before going back to licking and sucking on him.
“I think we will have to find you a teacher slag. Someone to show you just how to please me, or any man I share you with.” he said as his hand moved to the back of her head. “Actually I have a perfect someone in mind.” he added after a moment.
Ginny listened to his words and nervous bubbles flipped in her stomach. She wrapped her lips around sucked on him as she took his cock as deeply into her mouth as she could stand. When she started to gag a bit as the enlarged head of his member hit the back of her throat she pulled back quickly to get a breath.
Harry was no help at all, he just tell her lick and suck as test to see what made him groan. After about ten minutes of the attention he frowned down at her. “Play down it over my little minx. Unbutton your shirt, we need to get to class.” He said as he pulled back from her and took himself in hand.
He pumped the shaft slowly at first to keep myself hard until her simple cotton bra was revealed. “Look at me slut.” he ordered before moving his hand fasted on himself. He looked down into her sweet little eyes as pleasured his rod. When he finally reached his end, he empties himself on her breasts and stomach.
Harry smiled down at the mess he had made of her. She looked the picture of a used whore with her messy hair, puffy lips and cum covered chest. “Did you like that slag?” he asked with a smirk.
She blushed and looked to the floor, he could tell just by looking at her how turned on she was by what they had just done. “Yes Master.”
He used a scourgify spell to clean his fluid off of her shirt and bra, but left it on her skin. “After your next class you will go to the loo and get yourself off while you think about me. Only after you orgasim may you clean yourself completely, do you understand me my little fuck toy?”
Her breath deepened with his words and she nodded quickly. He wondered if she would be able to pay attention in class with his cum drying on her skin.

“We are going to the library.” Harry stated to his friends actually as he got to his feet and gave Hermione a poignant look. He had given her the silent treatment the whole day during class. He wanted her to truly feel his displeasure at her fascination with the lesser boy. She had spent the day working to lighten his mood, every time they were alone she would apologize for her slight.
She followed him down the hall in silence as she could still feel the coldness coming off her boyfriend. She was so focused on his moods that it took her a new minutes before she noticed they were not headed for the library after all.
“Where are we going?” Hermione asked with a frown.
“Someplace private.” He said without stopping.
“Harry will you please talk to me?” Hermione asked softly as his behavior all day had made her so nervous she felt nauseated that he was still upset with her.
“Yes.” He said and after a moment's pause he added. “Once we are someplace private.”
She follows him in silence until they reached the hall with the Room of Requirement. Harry passes up and down the hall several times, but nothing happens. With a deeper frown he kicked the wall and sighed.
“Someone must already be in there.” She told him softly.
A moment later he had her pressed up against the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy, he kissed her with all the passion and dominance he possessed and she melted into his form. Once he was sure he had taken her breath away he pulled back just enough to look into her eyes.
“You are mine.” he told her firmly. “Not his, mine.”
Still panting from this kiss and looked back into Harry’s eyes and blushed at the way he looked at her. She wanted to argue, to tell him she was an intelligent being that didn’t belong to anyone, but something in his eyes made the words catch in her throat. Something in his eyes sent a quiver right down to her very core.
“You wanted to know my fantasies, what I really want to do to you when we are alone?” he asked and she could only nod dumbly in the face of such passion. “I want to tie you up and spank you for each smart ass comment you make in a day. I want to explore your body and learn how to manipulate and pleasure and punish it better than you can yourself. I want to be able to make you a simpering pile of goo with a word. I want to own you Hermione, if just when we are alone.” He told her honestly as she got redder and redder.
“Harry…” She said breathlessly as her body reacted to his words without her permission. “Harry that is… “ She said unable to find a word for what she thought of what he was admitting to her.
“Kind of hot, even if she is a mudblood.” a familiar voice drawled from behind them.
Harry had his back pressing her to the wall and his wand drawn a moment later. Draco put his hands up, his usual smirk well in place on his lips. “Didn’t know you had it in you Scarhead.”
“Hermione, go to the library, I will meet you there in a bit.” Harry ordered as he kept his wand trained on Draco.
“Harry…” Hermione started and he cut her off.
“Go now.” he ordered in a tone that left her no room for argument. She struggled for a moment with herself but then followed his command. She didn’t like leaving him alone to deal with Malfoy, but she had already upset him so much that day.
Once they were alone Draco smirked, still not having drawn his own wand, and Harry narrowed his eyes. “Why send your little whore away? I was enjoying the show.” Draco said in his usual arrogant tone.
“You call her that again and you and I will have more issues than a childhood rivalry.” Harry said and slowly lowered his wand.
“We don’t have more issues than that already Potter?” Draco asked with a raise of his eyebrow.
“Not yet, and I actually want to put that rivalry to rest Malfoy.” This is the real reason he wanted Hermione to leave, she understood about him and Snape, she was not yet ready to understand was he was looking for out of Draco.
Draco laughed and his eyes went cold. “I think we past that when you got my father sent to Azkaban Potter.” he sneered.
Harry studied him for a moment and found that what Draco wanted most was to protect his mother and keep himself safe. It was interesting that there was nothing for his father in his desires and Harry was sure he could use it. “I think I don’t think you care as much as you say you do.” He told the other boy. “I think your father’s own greed and stupidity sent him to Azkaban.”
It was Draco’s turn to pull his wand and soon had it in Harry’s face. “Don’t talk about my family that way Potter.” he said with narrowed eyes.
“We both know I am right, his following Voldemort…” Harry paused as he noticed Draco flinch. “Put him in jail and your mother in you in danger, did it?” he asked pressing on the buttons he could see in the arrogant boy now.
“What’s it to you Potter, you going to ask me to go running to the old fool and beg for his protection?” Draco asked with almost a hiss.
“Honestly Malfoy. That is the last thing I want you to do. I no longer trust Dumbledore and I am looking for new allies.” Harry said and which made Draco step back and lower his wand, for nothing else than for confusion.
“You want to be my alley Potter?” he asked but did not sound as if he believed his own words.
“I am going to take down your current Master. Why do you think he is so frightened of me? I am going to kill him once and for all. Those who took my side before his final fall will have secured their place in my regime.”
Draco let out a laugh and shook his head as if he didn’t believe a thing that was coming out of Harry’s mouth. “Your regime? Like you plan to take over after the Dark Lord is gone?” he asked in a tone that said he was waiting for someone to jump out and tell him this was all a joke.
“I am.” Harry answered simply.
“Why would you trust me Potter?” Draco asked as he could tell the other boy was really being serious.
“I don’t really, so I will not be telling you more than you need to know. I need someone in with Voldemort to tell me who I can trust after he is gone and who needs to be taken out.” Harry told him honestly.
“I don’t trust you Potter. I am not saying that I serve him, but if I did what would stop you from going to the old fool the moment I admitted it?” Draco asked and crossed his arms over his chest.
“That is a fair question.” Harry said and rubbed his chin in thought. “How about I give you something that you could hold over me. Nothing major, but enough to ruin my reputation as the golden child around the school.”
“What did you have in mind?” Draco asked curious to spite himself.
“I have to make sure it is ready before I do this, or it might ruin both of us. Give me a couple of days and we can talk again.” Harry said as a wicked little idea formed in his head. “But I need to know one thing to make sure this idea will work.” Harry said and nodded to himself.
“What’s that Potter?” Draco asked as his suspicions grew again.
“Who things actually.” Harry restated and smirked. “First, does Parkinson really have you balls in a jar? And second, do you think you would enjoy having partical control of a redheaded slag?”
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