Harry Potter and the Sisters Black | By : oldwolf Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 181776 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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Harry and Sirius
are in the library of #12.
“Hiya pup,” the
older man says as he grabs the other in a tight hug.
“Sirius how is it
possible?”
“This is nothing
more than a dream Harry. A little
surprise visit for your birthday.”
The two separate
and sit down opposite each other.
The old dog’s
grinning as he looks at his godson.
“Harry, I’m very proud of you.
Voldemort gave you a spell that would have and has completely corrupted
many a lesser man.” Sirius’ expression
grows serious, “Honestly, everyone was scared when you first got that spell;
even though Lily was sure you’d never use it for evil. You’ve been given the chance at what is most
likely the single most common fantasy among straight males in existence and yet
you’ve stuck to your guns; James and Lily both wanted me to tell you that
they’re insanely proud of you. Harry you
know how my niece felt about you right?”
“I don’t believe
that she actually loved me, but I believed her about wanting to do whatever it
took to protect the innocent.”
With a grim nod,
Sirius says, “You’ve got the right of it.
She willingly fell on her own sword,” Sirius grins for a moment,
“actually, she fell on your sword,” his face once more becomes grim, “in order
to give you a better chance at defeating Voldemort; I know I don’t have to say
this Harry but treat her right.”
Harry nods, “I’d
never do anything to hurt her Sirius.”
“I know, Harry,
but I had to say something as her uncle.”
Sirius gives Harry a rather lecherous grin, “So, I see you’ve been
enjoying yourself with my cousins. Cissy
is a real spitfire when you get her going and Bella’s always been willing to go
along with whatever scheme the person she’s attached herself to comes up with.”
Harry’s blushing
at Sirius’ comments until he comes to the last one when he becomes deadly
serious, “You mean that her behavior isn’t just part of the spell?”
“How closely have
you been watching those two, every time when someone has to take charge, it’s
always Cissa; I love Bella, but she’s a follower. She joined the Death Nibblers because her
husband did. Now that isn’t to say she
isn’t competitive or ambitious, she was a Slytherin after all, but she follows
the lead of who ever she’s attached to.
When she was a Death Nibbler, she tried to be the best psychopath she
could be. Now that she’s a sex slave,
she’s doing the best she can to be the best sex slave she can be. Totally submissive to you,
willing to do anything to please you, all the stereotypical things that a man
wants in a shag toy.”
Harry’s jaw has
dropped open at Sirius’ words. “Ok, I
don’t think I can stand much more of this, my head’s spinning as is.”
Sirius chuckles,
“I understand Harry, it’s a lot of information to soak up. Just remember, those two are of my blood and
when they set their minds to something, you don’t have much of a choice in the
matter.”
Harry gives his
godfather a rather strange look before deciding to drop the matter.
“Well, Harry, I
doubt I need to give you the course on the facts of life. I also want to tell you how grateful I am to
you for what you did for Remus. He needs
a break, he’s hiding it very well, but he isn’t taking my loss very
easily. If you could come up with
something to keep him busy, I’d appreciate it.”
Harry nods his
head, “I think I have a perfect solution; one that should keep Remus busy while
allowing Hermione and me to sleep better.”
Sirius looks at
Harry for a second, “I think I see what you’re planning, and yes, it should
work quite nicely.” Sirius gets a
strange look on his face before he breaks out in a grin, “Well, it would appear
my niece has decided it’s time for her master to wake up, so before you go, I
have one last request. I know you and
Snape have decided to play nice, there’s still one thing I want you to do for
me.”
Harry groans but
agrees to Sirius’ request before the library starts to fade out. Harry slowly comes to as he feels something
warm and wet engulf his dick.
Harry slowly opens
his eyes and looks down to see Tonks pink hair bobbing up and down on his cock
as her tongue swirls around him. Harry
balls his hands up in the sheets as he feels the pressure building up. With a deep, primal groan, Harry shoots his
seed into Tonks waiting mouth.
Tonks keeps her
lips sealed around her masters’ cock until the last delicious drop is in her
mouth. She carefully releases him
without spilling a drop before she crawls over to her aunt Cissa and locks lips
with the blonde. The two split the
reward from their master while Bella crawls up onto Harry’s lap.
She grips the base
of Harry’s still hard rod and aims it at her soaking cunt. With a swift drop of her hips, she completely
engulfs him. She slowly rises up until
only the head is still in her. As she
lowers herself, Harry shoves his hips up to meet hers. The two set a hard and fast rhythm until
Harry reaches up and grabs a hold of Bella’s breast and works them through his
hands. With a loud moan, Bella climaxes
and the contractions take Harry with her over the precipice.
After they take a
moment to catch their breaths Harry says, “You know,
these morning work outs are starting to get the best of me. I’m still up for another go round, so whom
shall it be?”
The three women
exchange glances before Cissa crawls over to Harry, “Master may I remove my
butt plug?”
Harry looks at her
for a moment, “To what ends?”
Cissa blushes as
Harry sits up and scoots back to lean against the headboard and waits for a
response.
Finally, the
blonde says, “Master, I know the pleasure you brought my sister so I would like
to ask you to sodomize me.”
Harry looks at the
blonde for a moment before scanning the rest of his entourage before he nods
his head, “You may remove the butt plug.”
Cissa reaches
behind her and has a very relaxed look on her face as she pulls the object from
her bum.
Harry climbs off
the bed and waits for Cissa, who climbs off the bed, “What are your orders my
master?”
“Lean over the bed
please.”
Cissa turns around
and lays down face first on the bed, leaving her arse hanging off the bed.
Harry steps to
behind Cissa, unaware of the intense scrutiny he’s under.
Bella sits down on
the bed and spreads her legs to play with herself while she watches her sister
getting buggered.
Tonks, seeing the
opportunity to taste more of her masters sperm, climbs onto the bed and starts
to lick the cum out of her aunts pussy, giving the
older woman no small amount of pleasure in the interim.
Harry reaches down
and spreads Cissa’s asscheeks with one hand.
Using his other hand, Harry positions his cock at Cissa asshole and
gently slides in, surprised as how loose she is.
“Please master;
you can go much faster with me than you could with my sister since I’ve been
loosened up by the butt plug.”
Nodding his head,
Harry starts to pick up his pace as he drives himself into the willing woman
beneath him.
Harry grunts as
his hips come to rest against Cissa’s ass.
“Please master, go as hard and as fast as you like.”
Taking the blonde
at her word, Harry pulls out until only the crown is still buried in her and
shoves his way back in as hard as he can.
Cissa purrs at the
rough treatment as she spots the butt plug laying on
the bed. The horny woman reaches for it
and brings it to her lips. Pretending it
is another cock, Cissa begins to give the plug a blow job.
Harry meanwhile is
pounding away at Cissa’s ass slightly disappointed at how loose she truly
is. He leans down and whispers, “Tighten
up now.”
Cissa hears her
master’s command and does her best to tighten her backdoor, hoping that it’ll
be enough to please her master.
Hermione’s head is
spinning as she watches her best friend sodomize Mrs. Malfoy, at her own
request, while Tonks is eating Bella’s pussy.
Without a conscious thought, her hand makes its way down to her cunt and
her fingers slip in with practiced ease.
Harry can feel
Cissa’s ass clamp down on him as he continues to pound away. He reaches a hand down and under Cissa where
he seeks out her clit. He starts to rub
it a little roughly in time with his movements.
Cissa can feel her
release building up as her master shags her arse as hard as he can. When she feels the hand start to massage her
clit, she knows she’s right on the edge so she takes the plug as deep into her
throat as she can just before her climax.
Harry can hear the
muffled scream of pleasure as Cissa’s ass contracts wildly around his
cock. With another deep grunt, Harry
shoots his load into Cissa’s eager bowels.
The mental
backlash from the two coming is enough to push both Bella and Tonks over the
edge, each shrieking in pleasure.
The overwhelming
smell of sex, combined with the visual and auditory stimulation allows Hermione
to follow the others over the edge into orgasm.
Harry pulls out,
exhausted, and Cissa instantly reaches around and replaces the butt plug. He looks at the other ladies in the room, not
missing where Hermione’s hand is, “Ok ladies, let’s
get started with the day.”
Somewhat
lethargically, all of the room’s occupants get dressed and head down to the
kitchen as a group.
They enter the
kitchen to find Molly and Dobby arguing as they make breakfast for the crowd
while Luna is sitting on Ron’s lap and Ginny is sharing space with
Neville. The two couple are even feeding their partner as the group looks on.
Harry clears his
throat, causing all four teens to jump slightly and the group seats itself
around the table.
Molly and Dobby
glare at each other for several seconds before nodding their head. Dobby snaps his fingers and breakfast is laid
out for the new comers.
The ravenous group of lover’s sets upon the food with gusto as the others look
on; even Ron is amazed at the amount of food the group consumes.
Finally, Harry
pushes his plate away, “So folks what’s on the agenda for today?”
At that moment,
Arthur and McGonagall walk in to the kitchen, “Well Harry my lad, we were
thinking of doing some shopping.”
McGonagall reaches
into her robes and pulls out six letters and hands them to the appropriate
recipient.
“Mr. Potter, Ms.
Granger, as well as everyone else, I have been assured by Albus, that all test
scores are accurate and legitimate.”
Harry opens his
letter and quickly begins to read.
Mr. Potter
Congratulations on the completion of
your Ordinary Wizarding Levels. Despite
much pressure from the Minister of Magic, all reported scores are accurate.
The format is Subject:
Theory/Practical/Overall
Transfiguration: EE/O/O
Defense Against
the Dark Arts: O/O*/N*EE
Charms: EE/O/O
Divination: A/A/A
Astronomy: A/A**/A
Care of Magical Creatures: A/EE/EE
Potions: EE/O/O
Total: 6 O.W.L.’s achieved
Notes: *Subject exceeded tested
curriculum to such a degree that the results were compared to N.E.W.T.
achievements for purposes of Overall score.
**Due
to Ministry actions during the course of the practical exam, unless a student
scored above Average on the practical exam, the score was defaulted to Average.
Once more, congratulations on your
test results Mr. Potter, may you find success in whatever field you choose.
Sincerely,
Griselda Marchbanks
Harry looks at the
others in shock while Hermione squeals with glee. She looks over at Harry, “So, how’d you do?”
Harry just hands
his results over and waits for it. He’s not
disappointed in the least.
“HARRY, YOU
MANAGED A N.E.W.T. ALREADY!”
Albus and Snape
enter the kitchen with drawn wands at the commotion the bushy haired witch is
causing. “Please settle down Ms.
Granger,” the ageing headmaster says.
Hermione takes several
deep breaths before Albus continues, “I assume you have reviewed your test
scores. We shall need to discuss the
classes you all wish to take and the acquisition of your school supplies.”
Harry nods his
head, “I agree we will need to carefully consider the classes we take, but
Albus, I’m going to the Alley this year.”
The twinkle in
Dumbledore’s eyes lessens at the resiliency of the young man’s tone, “Might I
ask why Harry? You know that will be a
perfect opportunity for Tom to attack.”
Harry’s grin is
actually feral as he says, “I know sir, but that means we can anticipate the
attack and have forces in the area to *deal* with whatever forces Tommy boy
chooses to send.”
All of the adults
in the room, except for the Blacks, shudder at the look on Harry’s face.
“Before any plans
can be made however, we do need to set up our class lists.”
Albus relaxes for
the moment, hoping the bloodlust just seen has passed.
The group arrays
itself around the table while they discuss which classes to take. Ginny and Luna decide to sit in on the
planning session, knowing they’ll have to do this next year as well.
During the course
of the discussion, the teens briefly turn to the topic of the new DADA
teacher. Harry says, “Hey Albus, have you found a new professor yet?”
The aging mage
looks at the young man questioningly for a moment, “Not as yet Harry. Do you have a suggestion?”
Harry looks at
Snape for several seconds, “How much easier would it be to fill the Potions
position?”
Albus stares at
Harry intently for a minute, “A great deal.
Many seem to think the Defense position is cursed.”
“What do you say
professor, you feel like risking life and limb?”
Snape looks at
Harry for several seconds in disbelief, “Mr. Potter, you and I have only
recently begun to make amends; I’m surprised that you would trust me as steward
of your best and favorite class.”
Harry’s grin turns
feral once more, “My motives aren’t as benign as they may appear on the surface
sir. If this is an act to gain my trust,
or if you start to backslide into your old patterns of behavior, the only class
I can get away with putting you in line is DADA.”
Snape actually
smiles at that, “Mr. Potter, you think more like a Slytherin every day and I
approve. If, as you say I do start to
backslide, I would appreciate it if you would let me know.”
“Happily sir, and
in regards to Tom, you can tell him that the doting old fool has demanded you
play nice and is monitoring the classes closely to make sure you don’t use the
opportunity to attack me.”
Snape and
Dumbledore exchange looks before they nod to each other. Albus says, “You seem to have thought this
out rather thoroughly Harry. I’ve always
been hesitant to give Professor Snape the Defense position because of his
animosity towards you and how critical it would be to your future. If however, you feel that he would make an
acceptable professor, then I shall acquiesce to you wishes.”
“Thank you sir,”
Harry says as he returns to considering his class choices. “I’m not taking Divinations for another year,
I can find a better way to spend my time, even it it’s
in the library reading.”
Hermione looks at
him for a moment, “Harry, I’m sure Professors Vector and Sinistra would take
you in their classes if you asked them to.
You’d have to work extra hard, but I’m sure you could do it.”
Cissa speaks up,
“Master, I’m well versed in both Ancient Runes and Arithmancy. I could easily tutor you in both subjects.”
Hermione looks
excited at the prospect of a live in tutor while Harry looks over at Albus,
“Your opinion sir?”
“I agree with you
and with Ms. Granger’s assessment. Both
professors have expressed a desire to have you in their class. If you asked, I’m sure both of them would
gladly take you into their class.”
“Thank you sir;
Cissa,” Harry says, but notices Cissa is already writing the requested
letter. “Thank you dear.”
Cissa blushes as
she finishes the letter for Harry to sign which he does after perusing it
quickly.
Cissa files the
letter away with the other three that need to be posted today after Harry hands
it back to her.
Harry reaches into
the envelope and pulls out the other form.
He fills out his class selection, DADA, Potions, Charm, Transfiguration,
Ancient Runes and Arithmancy, before he hands it to Albus.
Hermione fills out
her schedule with the same classes, but before handing it over to Albus says,
“No CoMC?”
Harry says,
“Hagrid is a dear friend, but I need to focus on the classes I’ll need to
finally kick old snake lips in the teeth.”
Hermione sadly
nods her head as she hands the paper to the Headmaster.
Ron hands Albus
his form, exactly the same as the other two except he decides to keep Astronomy
and Divination; and Neville’s form is a copy of Ron’s.
Albus contemplates
the forms for a moment before he reaches into his robes and pulls out 4 pieces
of parchment that he hands to Cissa, “Those would be the supply lists for the
coming year. If you are willing to wait
for an hour or so, I can have a full escort in place for the trip. I shall ask Arthur to accompany you if you do
not mind Harry.”
Harry smiles at
the prospect of seeing the elder Weasley.
“That would be acceptable sir.”
“Very good then,
if you’ll excuse me, I have much work to get done.”
Albus Disapparates
but before Snape can do the same, Harry says, “One moment Professor Snape.”
Snape looks at Harry,
“Yes Mr. Potter.”
Harry stands up
and walks over to the older man, “Well sir, I had a rather strange dream last
night about Sirius. We had a most
enlightening conversation, but he did have one small request for me. Now, I don’t know if this was a ghostly
visitation, a vision, or something else completely, but I did promise him I’d
do something for him. He said it was a
matter of family honor.”
“Ah, I think I
know what you’re referring to and you’re forgiven.”
“Thank you sir,”
Harry reaches out, and grips Snape’s chin lightly. He positions Snape’s face at the proper angle
before he draws back his right arm and punches Snape right in the beak.
The man staggers
back for moment and his face is bloody when he looks at Harry, “You know
Potter, your father was always swearing he would punch me in the nose, I guess
he finally did.”
Harry laughs as
the new Defense instructor pops out.
The group gets
ready, with Bella once more donning a cloak, to leave as soon as the Headmaster
gives the ok.
Just over an hour
later, Arthur walks into the kitchen, “Hello group.”
There’s a mixture
of greeting as the balding man sits down.
“Alright people, what needs to get done today?”
Harry sits across
from him, “Well, we need to hit Flourish and Blott’s in addition to the Apothecary
shop. I also want us to be seen. I may hate the attention, but people have to
see that they don’t need to be afraid.”
Arthur nods his
head, obviously not happy about the situation, but realizing the necessity of
it. “Alright Harry, is there anything
else?”
“I do need to post
several owls, but that should be it.”
“Do you want me to
take care of that for you?”
Harry thinks for a
second before he sadly replies, “Thank you sir, but no. I know you’d only do what you thought was
right, but I don’t want these to go through Dumbledore
first.”
Arthur looks at Harry with a small grin on his
face. “Don’t worry son, I don’t blame
you for being a little paranoid. If you
don’t want me to post the owls, then I’ll leave it to you, but if you wish,
I’ll swear right here and now to post them without giving them to the
Headmaster first.”
Harry looks at the
man intently for several seconds, before he holds his hand out to Cissa, “You
can forswear the oath sir, I believe you.”
Arthur takes the
letters reverently, “I’ll be back in twenty minutes, please be ready to go by
then,” the man says before he Disapparates.
The group mulls
around until Arthur returns fifteen minutes later, “Ok people, every things in
place, let’s get going.” He pulls out a long length of rope from his
robe and has the teens grab a hold of it.
The teens feel the
jerk behind the navel and the adults Disapparate.
The groups arrive
at the Leaky Cauldron at the same time to find it almost deserted.
The group quickly
beings the shopping, and for the first time in memory, Hermione doesn’t have to
be dragged out of Flourish and Blott’s.
The shopping goes
quickly and the entire group decides to take a break at Florean
Fortescue’s.
Tonks is giving
serious thought to climbing under the covered table that everyone’s
sitting at when they hear a set of
*pop*’s.
The group sees the
large group of Death Eaters that suddenly appears in the Alley.
No one hesitates
in going for their wands as they standup.
Before the Death Eaters can even bring their wands up, Harry and Arthur
both have their wands in line and fire off stunners at the same time. The follow up barrage from the small group of
Light Siders, is short, brutal, and vicious.
Despite having the
element of surprise on their side, the Death Eaters hadn’t even managed to fire
off a single spell.
Moments after the
dust starts to settle, another group Apparates in, which is a very bad mistake
as they find themselves stunned.
Arthur groans as
he recognizes the second group as a contingent of Aurors.
“Oh hell, I’d
better go wake them up.”
Harry says, “One
moment sir. Bella, Tonks, make sure
those Death Eaters aren’t going anywhere.
Cissa, please go wake up the Aurors.”
The Aurors stand
up one by one as they’re woken up.
The lead Auror
walks over to Arthur and holds out his hand, “Hey Arthur, I see you haven’t
lost your edge yet.” He looks over to
Harry, “Very good response Mr. Potter, worthy of any Auror there is. You can also tell your cloaked companion not
to worry; we’re well in the loop.”
Harry relaxes slightly
as the team collects the teen’s statements.
Once they’re cleared to leave, the group makes its way back to #12.
Harry looks at his
friends, “I hate to end this, but I think I need to be heading back to Privet
Drive.”
The adults nod,
knowing that the wards need to be further strengthened.
Tonks once more
makes a Portkey and moments later, Harry and his entourage land in his
room. “Tonks, beginning tomorrow, I’m
learning how to Apparate.”
A/N: Until next time.
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