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HPSU Chapter 03
🕑 Added 2024-06-09 02:41:47 +0000 UTC“You have to go by train your first time Harry. It’s tradition.” I brought him to platform 9 ¾ and pointed him at the wall except there was a family already there. Before the boys ran in I yelled. “Weasley! I thought I recognized your stink!” She turned scared before she recognized who I was. “Of course, it is a Potter to say that. How have you been?”
I smiled at her. “Oh, you know, raising my nephew to become the next dark lord of course. Or that’s probably what you Gryffindors think right?” She pointed at me before almost yelling. “Listen here Slytherin, if you did anything to that boy we’ll have words after the children leave, you hear?” She had been approaching me the entire time before we suddenly hugged each other.
I had never been able to close the deal with her because she was young when she married but we were still great friends who built trust in each other during the war. Molly Weasley was one of the enforcers of Dumbledore and got her hands dirtier than most Gryffindor were comfortable with. The confused stares from Ron and Harry let me know they don’t remember meeting each other six years ago.
“It’s good to see you, Molly. I take it the redheads around you are your kids? Do you think any of them remember me?” Fred and George talk over each other. “Yea! You’re the. Nice man who. Brought us all. That candy before!” I flipped them each a chocolate coin as they said so. “Good memory boys.” I tossed another coin to the two remaining children before asking. “Both these new kids Arthur’s?”
I teased her as she batted my arm. I knew that one was Ron but I couldn’t remember the girl's name. I played a game. “This is Harry Potter here and my nephew. You might know him as the boy who lived though.” The little girl put her hand over her mouth before Molly said each of her children's names as she put her hand on their head. “Ron, Ginny, Fred, George.”
The twins began again. “No I’m George and he’s Fred. Can’t you tell us apart?” We talked at the entrance and I noticed Petunia in the corner of my eye looking around with Dudley. I whistled to draw their attention and they headed over. “See Dudley, I told you it was around here.” We all went through this after talking for a bit more and introducing the families to each other.
I kept getting side glances from Molly as she started to put the pieces into place. I could only chuckle as she did so. I kiss Petunia in front of Molly and she whisper yells at me. “Not in public!” I tease her more as I pull her into a more passionate kiss before breaking off. I asked. “So… Are we going to the parent's meeting they have before the children get there?”
I aparrated me and Petunia to Hogsmeade and we made our way up to the gates of Hogwarts. Making our way to Hogwarts it’s the only time the parents can make any suggestions or air any grievances to the teachers but it was normally a parents get to know each other event. Several smaller round tables were loaded with snacks as the dozen or so adults casually mingled together.
I looked over the groups and four of them were technically my slaves. I couldn’t remove the Death Eater marks but I could alter it and change who the owner was. All four were grouped as I approached while holding Petunia around the waste. I could barely hold my smirk back as I had killed their husbands and taken them for myself.
Narcissa Malfoy, Dalilah Greengrass, Darcy Goyle, and Willow Parkinson. I killed their husbands and all were Death Eaters who I subverted and turned into my slaves. We had gotten through the first rough years and now most were happier than when they were married and had many of my children. Pansy was in the same classes as Harry and I was fairly certain she was mine. Willow Parkinson was the first I ‘tamed’ and had wrapped around my finger(and cock). Narcissa was already pregnant when I killed Lucius.
She held out the longest but it was only a few months of fucking to get her to love me. She liked being mistreated. Darcy Goyle was fat when she became my slave but slowly over the years managed to lose the weight. She already had her boy but now she had two of my girls as well. Dalilah Greengrass had changed her tune quickly after her husband died and I didn’t doubt she’d have switched sides if I got to her after Voldemort died.
I walked up to them and whispered. “Woah. Look at this. A Death Eater reunion here.” All gave me a death glare as Narcissa spoke. “Don’t say that too loud someone might overhear.” I could see Darcy gulp and Willow bite her lip in anticipation for what I was going to do. Making sure Petunia was far enough to not see I decided to play with them. “Vibrato. Vibrato. Vibrato. Vibrato.” I cast a self-made vibration spell on all four of them in their delicate spots. It would last until they orgasmed but I still could partially control it. The higher I raised my hand the harder the spell would vibrate. With it at my side just slightly raised from completely down was like a one out of ten.
I raised my arm before speaking to Narcissa. “High five.” All five shook like they just received an electric shock. I knew they’d be willing to take this further but the staff members, except for Dumbledore appeared. I casually walked over to Minerva and grabbed her by the hand and kissed her knuckles. “Madam McGonagall.” She tutored me growing up and some of that tutoring was in biology.
Minny took many of my firsts and would have most likely become my wife if she could get pregnant. We fucked so much that was the only reason she didn’t get pregnant and at that time I definitely would have stepped up. Our ages were too different and by the time I graduated, she was already married to her first husband. I kind of wished she wasn’t married when I graduated, I still missed her. It was hard to find women as good as her in most ways. Even now I still think about some of the firsts she had taken from me. Lips like a Hoover vacuum she loved the taste of my cream.
I remember her passing out with my dick in her mouth because she dove down until she ran out of breath. I introduced Petuna to most people as she was a muggle it led to some pureblood supremacy but I quickly squashed that. As much as the pureblood idiots speak their fucking king was a halfblood. I made sure to bring that up very often when they start spouting that bullshit.
Everyone knew that two muggles only had a five percent chance of having a wizard child while two wizard parents it was fifty percent… What they didn’t want to mention was a wizard and muggle having a child was still a fifty percent chance. And those numbers were getting closer together every year with wizards giving birth to less and muggles giving birth to more. In less than a hundred years I wouldn’t doubt a new explosion of wizards from muggle parents.
I looked around the room and faked a yawn so I could stretch my hands above my head. I noticed the four girls jolt, some mid-conversation as I made Parkinson cum. She barely made it to a seat before her legs gave out. The other three copied her actions as I decided I was done teasing them and raised my hand bringing the other three to orgasm.
The four tried their best to hide it but even muggles probably noticed something was off with the four. I greeted a pure muggle husband and mother as I wondered who their child would be. I waited for Dumbledore to show up but with there only being ten minutes left I felt he wouldn’t show. As fashionable as it was to arrive late a wizard wouldn’t show up this unless he was busy…
It seems he’s still afraid to meet with me after what I did during the war. As sad as that is, it is understandable. I’ll have to send him a letter to let him know I have no hard feelings about how things ended between us.
