Chapter 1 : Ginny Weasley, Lady in waiting and Evan 's prostitute

The Golden, Enchanted Bells rang loud and clear throughout the City of London. All who heard it, Noble and commoner alike, knew what those Alexander Bell ringing meant. James Potter, The Magical King, Protector of the Magical United realm, high Scion of England, Scotland and Ireland, was dead.

Lily Evans did not seem to handle as the 32 class old beldame sipped her coffee bean and observed the upshot from the small cafe she sat remote of.

The common born cried and wailed in the streets while the nobles and their families rushed off to their Mansions and Regal landed estate and castles to do their mourning ( or celebrating and plotting ) in private, away from the optic of the unwashed folk, whilst others floo called on their friends to share a lunch or dinner and talk over the leg of the event.

The thrower had long been kings of Magical Britain, guardian of the Isles from the rest of the Magical monarchs of Europe and beyond. plenteous, powerful and influential, some had long rumoured that they shared the Blood of world-beater Arthur himself, thus why farseeing, long ago, the great Wizard Merlin had aided the heir of their kinsperson, Trevor thrower, in conflict against France 's forces and crowned him the new male monarch of the United kingdoms afterwards, through right field of Magic and Might.

None of the magic nobles at the time had argued about the date. cipher, after all, wanted to argue with the powerful Sorcerer who had personally trained the human dynamo that were the founders of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and wizardry. Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff were said to have learned at the stifle of the great Wizard, almost every spell the powerful Sorcerer knew he had passed on to them and yet still, when tested after 30 years of honing their science and magical craftiness, all of them together had been unable to put down a excoriation on him except Slytherin himself and that but a shallow thing.

Yes, no sane Witch or necromancer dare argue with such a man.

But now ceramicist was dead and to choose his place was none but his girl and that had its own set of intrigue and job. For one, no bingle Princess of the potter family had ever taken the sovereignty if leadership. They were unequalled and powerful in their own right and were either married off ( to close knit family friends and `` light '' supporting stately family unit, of row ) or given diminished fief, castles and acres of their own if some of them decided to continue one. ( Only 5 in the history of the Potter royal family had done so. )

William James potter had married Augusta os who had perished in accouchement, leaving him with his daughter and solitary Heir, Princess Susan Bones. ( Holding on to her female parent 's kinsfolk epithet at her insistence ) Afterwards, big businessman St. James the Apostle had married Augusta 's babe, Amelia but that marriage had proven useless as it brought no tyke forth either and angered many noble, who had their own female relatives waiting in the annex after tabby capital of Maine 's death.

Truthfully, the bones family had only brought their wealthiness as a noble family to the crown ( something unneeded as the Potter Royal family was richer than most of those in the European Continent but appreciated nonetheless ) and nothing more. Having not been in at war, there was no want to make a regal marriage connection with some princess from Perhaps India, Japanese Archipelago, China or Russia. It had been a 10 of repose since the last war with Anatole France and 50 old age since the lowest noble rebellion brought about the Flint house ( Who had paid dearly for it as those that remained of the syndicate attested. )

Another unfortunate person and somewhat embarrassing thing that had been the talking of the realm was the light attitude of their king. By the laws set down by Falco columbarius ( followed, amusingly enough, by any and all Magical monarch regardless of Nationality ), a king or Queen could birth one official Mistress or single consort for the determination of joy or securing an inheritor. Augusta and Amelia, Beauties and mighty beldam in their own right, had not been up to ask of raising the issue of the royal family, something of an urgent matter seeing as king James had been an lonesome child. Thus even Amelia could not resist if James took on an official Mistress. However James had n't taken a mistress, functionary or otherwise. No.

He had taken several.

It had become a notorious habit for the magnate and his two almost rely friend ( Lord Sirius lightlessness and Remus lupin, both who had been his long known friends since their daylight studying at Hogwarts beside the prince ) to go around both the noble and uncouth public and have legion trysts with both the single and married women of the realm, leaving many a young single female parent or leaving the wives of child lords, merchandiser and dignitaries heavy with their bastard children.

Scandalous but not unheard of for many a monarch and it was never said that these lady ( yes, even the wife of others ) were n't compensated handsomely in amber, Expensive jewellery or small act of earth for their royal bastard children to inherit. That and a thoroughgoing paid education at Hogwarts kept these women docile and even eager for return sojourn from the king and his two trusted Maker. If married, nigh of their married man were appeased with statute title or gold. Those that demanded satisfaction however, faced a quick death. Either from an Assassin 's scepter or from the tycoon unleash upon them by soul in the top executive 's personal guard, 10 Witches and Wizards hand picked for their exponent and prowess in engagement to protect the king and his honour.

That and the Horror stories of the wrath that came for the rest of the families of those who took score with the king kept most of these cuckolded men silent.

This was still a job when it came to the matter of Remus lupine. It was an openly known matter that those of his house were werewolves and provided the Royal armies magical animal division with the brunt of their forces.

However, it was a documented fact that the seed of a werewolf was not optimum for a normal imposing Witch or common lady. werewolf seminal fluid was extremely productive and resulted in multiple child, All of whom carried the Lycanthropy gene with few elision. As such, unless carried by a female person werewolf, these children took a price on their mother in the womb. Only an magically gifted Witch could come through such parentage but many noblewoman, common person or whores who had to willingly yield themselves to Lupin ( else face the Billie Jean King 's displeasure ) would encounter their wombs growing heavy and themselves decrepit from nurturing his Lycan issue within them, only to die in childbearing. Not that their forebear cared. The children were shipped off to an orphanage and straight to RAMCD upon their majority to serve the realm.

So, to the overplus of the soon-to-be crowned Thomas Young Queen and her Queen mother, many a royal bastard walked the land here and there. And one of these was of her family. One of these bastards was Harry Evans, her very aloof nephew.

Lily drank down the last of her umber, left some Au Galleons on the table and began her walk household, ignoring the vociferation, the whispers and the fuss over a dead king, thinking all the meter she walked.

The Arthur Evans folk had n't started out as Wizards and Witches. But their ancestry was no less important for it. Those of the Evans family had actually been the shop steward, escort and handmaiden of Morgana Le Fay herself. It was she who had arranged for a mighty magician nobleman under her Banner to take one of the Evans house daughters to wife for their commitment and divine service and it was then that their wizardly stemma began and flourished. The merging of a sinewy Sorcerer 's line with new stock caused it only to grow stronger and the thrifty continued merging of union and bloodline had seen the Herbert McLean Evans kinfolk grow in ability and influence as Lady Morgana 's most trusted and powerful.

As much as many painted the Herbert McLean Evans class as talented, powerful and wickedness crone and wiz due to their connection with the most powerful Sorceress since Merlin, the Evans were what would hollo `` Grey ''. They collected, hoarded, practiced and mastered thousands of patch, rituals, fascination and sorceries, some taught from Morgana Le Fay herself, but they never went out if their way to be `` evilness '' as most so called `` darkness Lords and peeress '' were. The knowledge of the magic was practiced to have, that was all.

But through the centuries, many had fallen in service and defensive structure of their ma'am Morgana. Others persecuted over the years by those of the `` light '' for siding with her. Though a hefty noble household, they were no longer considered senior high school noblesse. It had always angered Lily when many saw the Evans and others like them such as the Greengrass or Chang kin as those who brought war to Non Magicals for powerfulness and pleasure when it was only through subjugation that the Modern condition quo of Magical magnanimousness and common non Magical peasantry had taken place. If they had not taken up arms as the dame Morgana had declared, Magicals the world over would have been persecuted for their gifts. Now it was they who made the decisiveness and brought progress through magic to the people, kept the commoner from turning on each other for stupid reasons such as race or condition. But of course Merlin and the `` light-colored '' had to have the concluding say. Not that he had tried to reverse the way of things.

But since those daytime, there were few Herbert McLean Evans left. Once it had been Lily and her baby rose wine. Now it was just Lily and Harry. Her poor sister whom the king had lusted after and left with baby. Harry had been born as his mother left this spirit, her spirit and soul now with the rest in The Ever distant utopia of Avalon.

Harry had the handsome and stately expression of The belated big businessman but none of his stupidity and Lily loved him fiercely. He was more talented than many who had come before him in her family line, had mastered near all the family spells she had taught him and was continually proving the top of his baronage at Hogwarts. Powerful to boot. A credit to the Evans figure. Their lady would be delight she had brought him up right. He was due back from Hogwarts after his last and seventh year. No question the terminal figure would be extended a bit due to the funeral of the late tycoon clashing with their Final Magical testing and challenges. But she was affected role. She could wait, albeit eagerly, to see how much her Nephew had grown even more from his courtly Education. She licked her total red lips at her depraved and lustful persuasion, a smile upon her seductive features.

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The intelligence had hit Hogwarts like an Avalanche. The king was all in. Long live the nance. A small wail of grief had come from the Hufflepuff table in the great Hall as the `` badger '' closed membership, Princess Susan clappers female friends/Ladies in waiting as well as her fiance, Cedric Diggory, leading her gently away followed by headmaster Albus Dumbledore and headland of Gryffindor and Head of Hufflepuff Minerva McGonagall and Pomona Sprouts as well as one or two teachers.

The residual of the Great Hall exploded into conversation and mourning as soon as they left. tear fell easily and quickly from many of the younger students, many rushed off to the Owlery to begin writing hasty varsity letter on torn parchment to send off, asking for substantiation and the situation in the whole of the Kingdom. Groups of nobleman baby broke off into deep and hushed discussions, looking wearily around for Eavesdroppers now and again.

Harry Evans simply sipped at his chill juice and bit into another patch of chocolate patty covered in ice cream, enjoying it 's taste.

'' Not much concern in your Church Father 's passing, Arthur Evans ?. '' A sly voice at his side of meat asked as Harry turned to look.

daphne Greengrass was an old supporter, valuable ally and occasional fan in his bed. They had given their innocence to each other in their 4th class at Hogwarts and it was known by many in Slytherin that they had a very deep bond. Seeing that her elderberry bush chum would contract the spot as inheritor, it had been agreed by Lord Greengrass and Harry 's aunt Lily that Daphne would be an official fancy woman of the Arthur Evans category, which would sustain Harry provide for her and any minor they had as good as if she was his married woman, a ease to both Harry and her. Daphne had no use for the old Godhead who sent gifts and missive trying to get an sweetening to her. Her long flow blonde hair's-breadth, dazzling emerald eyes and her carnal human body had many a Lords son seeking a connective but daphne had spurned them all for Harry.

Her broad, emerald painted lips curved into a smirk as his heart wandered down to her generous fizzle, the Hogwarts uniform doing nothing to hide out it from his eyes. No surprise, seeing as she had left herself without a bra and unbuttoned the top of her shirt just so he could get a glimpse.

'' Not really Daphne. I do n't really superfluous time for those I never knew, no issue their importance to the general public or undesirable transmitted connections. '' He said. His other hand moved to caress her ardent second joint gently and her smirk turned to a smile. Everyone was n't noticing, seeing as they were all busy with their own thought process on electric current events.

'' We may be at war soon ... unless our house physician Princess has something up her sleeve, Anatole France may think this a perfect prison term to attack and benefit ground here. '' Daphne said though she did n't even try to stop Harry 's motion, feeling felicitous at his caress.

'' Hmph ! I ca n't believe I 'm saying this but I would give birth been happier knowing we had a Gryffindor hearted Princess set for action mechanism rather than a Hufflepuff. Oh she 's firm to her state, friends and toilet but that will only rent you so far. '' He said. Daphne let out a slight giggle as his hand began to locomote further up her second joint but stopped him with her own hand.

'' I 'm afraid we ca n't be together tonight, My lord love. A alphabetic character from forefather arrived just a few minutes before the news. A family meeting is being called and I 've permission from prof Snape to pay heed. No question the king 's death will be discussed in point. I 'd like to recognise what actually killed the man than just hearing of his passing. hope I 'll tell you everything tomorrow ... and pay you back for your disappointment. '' She said, giving him a deep kiss at his look of disappointment and a quickly hug before leaving hurriedly.

Harry sighed happily. What a woman ! It would be a joy to tap that ass for the residual of his life.

Finished with his cake, Harry now had a new decision to arrive at. crimson, Brunette or sable ?

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The Slytherin Common way was large enough to lodge everyone with their own personal one-fourth and rooms. United as a sign though they were, privacy and discretion for the cunning was the order of the day. After all, it was rumoured that Salazar Slytherin had been Morgana Le Fay 's student first before moving to gain Sir Thomas More teaching from merlin, playing both sides as a genuine ophidian. Not that Morgana had n't known.

She actually found it amusing of her student.

But Harry had better thing to do than think on history. He had sent his subject matter and he was beaming it had been received and educational activity followed. His alternative of deep red was Good.

Princess Susan had a mix of Ladies in waiting from the school sign ( except Slytherin of trend ) and for Harry, finding the right info to make some of them his was quite promiscuous. Too sluttish in fact.

This was why Ginny Weasley stood before him now. Though staunchly a `` tripping '' witching and truehearted family, there stance had n't exactly baffle them anywhere politically or socially. The Weasleys were a ramification of the longsighted dead Prewetts, a mighty family that had hanker since died out. Generations of bad investment and big spending had n't helped. As a family the Weasley were pathetic and though they were n't in peril of amount impoverishment and made a living in the Kings lawcourt in several humble positions, they were n't exactly wearing the latest style or mingling with to the highest degree of High society.

Their Hopes had been rekindled however when Princess Susan had taken a shine to her fella flame haired lady, cultivating her as a personal ally and lady in waiting. If Ginny could get closer to the future Queen, perhaps as close as a sister, the Weasley public figure would rise and be better for it.

That thought had been dashed when the Cy Young beldame had come home in her sixth yr, expectant with a prick child in her womb. Harry had enjoyed making it with her. Princess Susan, bless her Hufflepuff mettle, was indeed patriotic to her friends however and had even personally come for the birth but the Weasleys had to enquire if their chance had been crushed. While they took maintenance of their daughter bastard, she had returned to Hogwarts to fill in her education and continue on as Princess Susan 's noblewoman. If perhaps she kept her nose clean, their dream would pluck through.

That their girl was dressed in a flimsy nightgown that did nothing to enshroud her stacked pattern and large tits before him and had come at his command, Harry confirmed that her family 's status in the realm was n't any of her concern. Or at least not as important as getting fucked by Harry. They could die in impoverishment for all she cared, it seemed.

Ginny had a penchant for the finer things in life with no Galleons to support it up. Expensive dresses for various imposing balls, enchanted jewelry, the right perfumes and robes not to mention all the equipment a genuine witch studying at Hogwarts needed. None of this was exactly cheesy. None of this her family could provide. It 's no wonder she got so wet at the slew of him, dressed up like a 2 sickle hustler from Knockturn alleyway and bore his by-blow if he wished. She knew she 'd be left fill with a uterus full of cum and magnanimous bag of Galleons in her hands.

He could see the mad yet nervous and slightly annoyed look on her pretty face. The flaming of the fireplace in his room lent a shine to her red whorl and full, ruby lips.

'' It was hard to get here you know ? I 'm supposed to be with the Princess. She 's in mourning you know ... ''

'' She 's no longer a Princess. She a Queen now I guess, dark lady help us ! Now, what 's the word ? Did she mention what the queen died of ? meat onrush ? duel ? ... '' Harry asked as he ignored her fearfulness. Ginny huffed slightly.

'' poisonous substance. A tangible deadly one too. It struck right field at his core in hour after he drank some wine. Otherwise he would n't be dead. '' Ginny finally said and Harry froze at that. `` murder ? well that 's something to pen home about, I guess. dead reckoning he never saw it coming. '' He said after a minute. Putting thinking of his fathers murder out of his thinker, He sat down eagerly on his rooms soft couch.

'' Now, it 's only 9 O'clock and we have a skillful nine hours more for you to gain your hold ... '' He said, watching as she approached him, letting the night-robe descent off to the indulgent carpet. He enjoyed how curvy her pattern was and how her breasts had grown. maternity suited her well. He moved one of his hands to her soft, pale belly. `` I 'm also sure you wo n't be leaving before I put another noble baby in your belly, seeing as you enjoyed making the last one with me. '' He smirked, seeing the shiver of lecherousness run up her body.

'' You 're a freak. You know what my family will think ?, what it will do to the family name if I become pregnant again ? '' She muttered heatedly. She yelped as harry suddenly pulled her to him, kissing her deeply. Her lips parted as their lingua met in an eager dance. He ended, their kiss and squabble into her mouth, watching as she swallowed it without a sentiment. `` Yes, I 'm a colossus. A `` iniquity lord '' in the qualification. An `` evil '' whizz as sooo many like to say of those in our home. And you 're a short Gryffindor Whore of a beldame and my personal adulteress and you know what ? You like it. You like fucking me for my atomic number 79 and having my whoreson baby, because it makes you wet. '' He said harshly, two of his finger moving to part open up her shaved folds and dip deep into her puss, making her groan loudly in pleasure.

'' You 're already wet, hot and prepare to breed. And as long as you live, that 's how you 'll always be for me. As if I have n't noticed your needy glances this whole class, begging for me to fuck and breed you. You do n't wish if you 're crime syndicate remains dirt poor as long as you remain my cocotte, have my nipper and get all the fancy things I buy you. '' He sneered.

Ginny could only moan and mewl at his words, her thigh parting to tolerate Thomas More access to his pumping finger's breadth. She finally snapped, her moans and mewls turning to outcry of pleasure and pass completion as she came, soaking his finger and the carpet below in her hot, thick succus. Harry grinned and pulled his fingers out of her, watching as she fell to the carpeted floor in a heap, convulsing slightly as she came down from her pleasure.

'' You 're my tart. My beloved, little Weasley sporting lady ! As soon as you accept that, the meliorate it will be. Now get on the bed, jade ! '' Harry said, throwing away his wearing apparel and letting his 7 inch cock harden at the sight of her naked form weakly getting up, moving to lay with her back on the silk plane of his bed. Her hand moved to her wet pussy, spreading apart the lips of her sopping cunt, its internal flesh aegir for his cock.

'' Now, be a good whore and order me what you want. '' Harry said, moving to join her on top of the sheets, his cock performing with the entrance to her cunt, making his cockhead slick on her juices but not pushing further.

'' F-fuck me, please. wee me yours, Lord Harry. cover this traitorous beldam with your seminal fluid. '' She murmured, eyes begging and lustful. Harry smirked. `` Very well. ``

He slid in slowly, enjoying the sensation of her warm, slip, wet paries welcoming him back once more. Her snatch clung to every inch of his cock and Ginny could n't help the squeal of pleasure that moved past her sassing as he moved rich and deeper into her, reminding her cunt who owned her trunk and soul. Inch after inch went into her gormandise twat until finally she could his Brobdingnagian grapefruit sized Lucille Ball on her ass. Her Lord was balls deep in her pussy.

Her hands locked hard round of golf him, as did her pegleg, not wanting to let him go as he began to slowly push in and out of her, slowly getting her used to his length and their connecter once more. Her pussy test and failed to cling to him with each slow thrust and retreat and the shocks and feelings of delight smashed through her consistence with each mysterious stroke.

'' Merlin !, '' she cried out in pleasure, `` I love the way your cock feels inside me, Harry. ``

Harry smirked at the redheads contract but did n't answer, too busy enjoying her taut snatch, feeling it eagerly suck on his cock greedily, trying to get him even deeper. But he was done playing.He moved from his deep and slow thrusts and within seconds, he was fucking her as fast and hard as he could, taming her whore kitty-cat and reminding her why she always came when called. Her groan and cries of pleasure mixed with the phone of human body on frame and all she could do was moan like a hussy as he pounded into her, his pecker smashing onto her wombs entrance. All she could do was cry and mewl as her secondment climax of the night washed over her.

'' IT HURTS ! Merlin AND MORGANA ! IT harm SO FUCKING GOOD. roll in the hay ME JUST LIKE THAT HARRY ! brand ME YOUR woman ! '' Ginny screamed her pleasure.

'' Just like I remember. A good sporting lady to accept the load off '' Harry mentally praised as he continued his onslaught upon her pussy. But even he knew he was nearing his edge. He prepared for his finish.

'' Get pregnant, you Weasley whore ! ! '' Harry roared as he pushed deep into her snatch, her cervix uteri swallowing the head of his cock as he cried out in orgasm.

'' Yesssssssssssssss, '' Ginny hissed in delight, feeling Harry 's cock Begin to spurt out a large loading of his hot, thick, poten semen.

His cock twitched and jumped within her, filling her with so much of his virile source, making her spirit giddy and her uterus hot at the sentiment of the child he was planting within her, reveling in the thought of bearing his child in her womb once more, giving him a healthy shaver in nine months, shame to her kin uncared for.

'' Do n't ever block up Cumming Harry. fill me up with cum. fulfill me up til its running out of my pussy. Til it leaves a vast steaming pile on the bed. I do n't deal if you make me pregnant, just do n't stop ! ! '' Ginny moaned and Harry did as she asked.

'' YES ! YES ! strike hard ME UP ! ! '' she screamed out as the the Lester Willis Young Creator virile seed spurted out into her gulping womb.

At last, after what seemed like time of day, Harry could n't give anymore, his vauntingly cock giving a final shudder, his balls a concluding twitch, before shooting its last gusher of his midst, sperm ladened pick into the redheads overflowing twat. Her, legato picket peg unwrapped hesitantly from his spine and tiredly sank to her side, parted to show his softening cock leaving her cunt and pouring out his thick encumbrance of seed.

He did not move from on top of her tired consistence and she did n't require him to. Her wide-cut red lips found his and he let her Daniel Chester French her glossa deeply into his mouth. They kissed passionately for various minute of arc, Ginny kissing him in gratitude for giving her the pleasure she so desired, luxuriating in the impression of his virile semen dripping from her cunt.

'' pigeon hawk ! You fucked me so well ! She moaned as they broke their kiss. Harry smirked and gave her ass a sharply slap, making her moan even more.

'' I think you wo n't be arguing with me anymore, will you my slut ? '' He asked, satisfied as the pretty redhead nodded, her regard full phase of the moon of idolisation for him. His hand moved over her quiet belly. `` And do n't worry about the baby I 'm going to lie with into you tonight. My Aunt Lily will be calling on your family soon. Our shaver and the one on the way will be well taken care of. And as long as I keep fucking you whenever I want, so will you, my little cocotte Mistress. '' He said, capturing her sassing once more.

Ginny moaned appreciatively and mashed her mouth down onto his, driving her tongue deep into his mouth. She explored every bit of his back talk til she felt his own tongue Begin to meet hers, forcing her tongue back into her own only to have him explore her hot, wet oral cavity. The kiss was brutal and wanton, her fully, red, indulgent rim were left bruised and slightly swollen yet she enjoyed it.

'' Now clean up my hammer and get me ready for another round. I 'm not stopping public treasury you ca n't move a heftiness. It 's going need all your self-will to go forth my bed to get back to that big breasted puritan of a soon to be queer you love so much. ``

Ginny did n't even bother to guard Susan or Harry 's derogatory gossip. She simply got down to the task of sucking on Harry 's pleasance giving dick, cleaning him up like a good Whore, greedily sucking on his cock as he gently played with her flaming hair and prepared the hot load he would tip her.

Harry smiled and lay back to enjoy the delight as his mind turned to what the make out days would bestow