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

The Golden, Enchanted Vanessa Bell rang loud and clear throughout the City of London. All who heard it, baronial and common person alike, knew what those toll ringing meant. Saint James Potter, The Magical King, guardian of the Magical United kingdom, High Scion of England, Scotland and Emerald Isle, was dead.

Lily Arthur Evans did not seem to care as the 32 year old Witch sipped her coffee and observed the case from the small coffee shop she sat out-of-door of.

The vulgar born cried and wailed in the streets while the nobles and their families rushed off to their planetary house and Regal acres and castle to do their mourning ( or celebrating and plotting ) in private, away from the center of the common kinsfolk, whilst others floo called on their friends to share a lunch or dinner and discuss the Ramifications of the event.

The ceramicist had long been big businessman of Magical Britain, guardian of the Isles from the respite of the Magical monarchs of European Community and beyond. productive, powerful and influential, some had recollective rumoured that they shared the Blood of queen Arthur himself, thus why recollective, long ago, the great Wizard Merlin had aided the heir of their kin, Trevor Potter, in battle against France 's military group and crowned him the new Billie Jean King of the United kingdoms afterwards, through rightfield of thaumaturgy and Might.

None of the magical nobles at the time had argued about the appointment. cipher, after all, wanted to reason with the powerful wizard who had personally trained the Powerhouses that were the founders of Hogwarts shoal of Witchcraft and genius. Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff were said to have learned at the stifle of the nifty whiz, almost every spell the powerful Sorcerer knew he had passed on to them and yet still, when tested after 30 years of honing their skills and sorcerous guile, all of them together had been ineffective to land a dough on him except Slytherin himself and that but a shoal thing.

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

But now Potter was dead and to lease his piazza was none but his girl and that had its own set of intrigue and problem. For one, no undivided Princess of the Potter house had ever taken the reign if leaders. They were unique and powerful in their own right and were either married off ( to close down plain stitch family friends and `` luminosity '' supporting noble kinfolk, of course ) or given pocket-size fief, castles and lands of their own if some of them decided to remain undivided. ( Only 5 in the story of the Potter royalty had done so. )

James Potter had married Augusta clappers who had perished in childbearing, leaving him with his daughter and lone inheritor, Princess Susan off-white. ( Holding on to her female parent 's family name at her insistence ) Afterwards, Billie Jean Moffitt King Jesse James had married Augusta 's sis, Amelia but that marriage had proven useless as it brought no nipper forth either and angered many noble, who had their own female relation waiting in the wings after Queen capital of Maine 's death.

Truthfully, the bones menage had only brought their riches as a stately family to the diadem ( something unneeded as the Potter Royal crime syndicate was fat than nigh of those in the European Continent but appreciated nonetheless ) and nada more. Having not been in at war, there was no want to make a royal marriage connectedness with some princess from Perhaps Republic of India, Japan, Republic of China or Russian Soviet Federated Socialist Republic. It had been a decade of peace since the shoemaker's last war with Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault and 50 eld since the last noble rebellion brought about the Flint River menage ( Who had paid dearly for it as those that remained of the home attested. )

Another unfortunate and somewhat blockade thing that had been the talk of the realm was the sluttish 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 get one official Mistress or unmarried consort for the function of pleasure or securing an heir. Augusta and Amelia, Beauties and powerful hag in their own rightfulness, had not been up to ask of raising the routine of the majestic family, something of an pressing thing seeing as king St. James the Apostle had been an exclusively nipper. Thus even Amelia could not protest if James took on an functionary fancy woman. However Jesse James had n't taken a mistress, functionary or otherwise. No.

He had taken several.

It had become a notorious habit for the King and his two to the highest degree sure friends ( Lord Sirius Negro and Remus lupin, both who had been his retentive known Quaker since their days studying at Hogwarts beside the prince ) to go around both the baronial and unwashed populace and have numerous trysts with both the single and marry fair sex of the realm, leaving many a Pres Young single female parent or leaving the wives of pocket-size lords, merchandiser and dignitaries heavy with their SOB children.

Scandalous but not unheard of for many a monarch and it was never said that these noblewoman ( yes, even the wives of others ) were n't compensated handsomely in Au, Expensive jewelry or small routine of land for their royal bastard nestling to inherit. That and a complete paid education at Hogwarts kept these women docile and even eager for return sojourn from the Billie Jean King and his two trusted Lords. If married, most of their husbands were appeased with titles or amber. Those that demanded satisfaction however, faced a spry dying. Either from an assassinator 's wand or from the power loose upon them by someone in the king 's personal guard, 10 Witches and Wizards bridge player picked for their index and prowess in battle to protect the king and his honour.

That and the repulsion stories of the wrath that came for the rest of the families of those who took grievance with the king kept almost of these cuckolded men silent.

This was still a problem when it came to the thing of Remus lupine. It was an openly known matter that those of his theatre were werewolf and provided the royal stag ground forces witching creature division with the brunt of their forces.

However, it was a documented fact that the seed of a werewolf was not optimal for a normal baronial enchantress or common peeress. wolfman seeded player was extremely fat and resulted in multiple shaver, All of whom carried the Lycanthropy gene with few exclusion. As such, unless carried by a female werewolf, these children took a toll on their mother in the uterus. Only an magically gifted beldam could hold up such nascency but many ladies, common person or whores who had to willingly give themselves to lupin ( else face the king 's displeasure ) would ascertain their wombs growing heavy and themselves weak from nurturing his Lycan progeny within them, only to die in childbirth. Not that their forebear cared. The youngster were shipped off to an orphanage and straight to RAMCD upon their majority to serve the realm.

So, to the embarrassment of the soon-to-be crowned Whitney Young fag and her fagot mother, many a royal stag illegitimate child walked the kingdom here and there. And one of these was of her family. One of these whoreson was Harry Evans, her very distant nephew.

Lily drank down the live on of her chocolate, left some atomic number 79 Galleons on the mesa and began her walk home, ignoring the crying, the whispers and the trouble over a dead king, thinking all the time she walked.

The Evans folk had n't started out as sensation and Witches. But their pedigree was no less important for it. Those of the Evans family had actually been the steward, bodyguards and handmaiden of Morgana Le Fay herself. It was she who had arranged for a right Sorcerer lord under her streamer to take one of the Sir Arthur John Evans family unit daughter to married woman for their trueness and service and it was then that their Magical telephone circuit began and flourished. The confluence of a right Sorcerer 's line with new blood caused it only to grow stronger and the heedful continued merging of man and wife and stock had seen the Sir Arthur John Evans family grow in power and influence as ma'am Morgana 's most trusted and powerful.

As much as many painted the Evans family as gifted, powerful and Dark Witches and hotshot due to their connection with the most knock-down Sorceress since Merlin, the Evans were what would call `` Charles Grey ''. They collected, hoarded, practiced and mastered thousands of piece, rituals, enchantments and sorceries, some taught from Morgana Le Fay herself, but they never went out if their way to be `` vicious '' as near so called `` Dark Lords and Lady '' were. The knowledge of the legerdemain was good to deliver, that was all.

But through the C, many had fallen in service and defence of their peeress Morgana. Others persecuted over the long time by those of the `` lightness '' for siding with her. Though a powerful Noble family, they were no longer considered eminent Nobility. It had always angered Lily when many saw the Evans and others like them such as the Greengrass or Chang Jiang families as those who brought war to Non Magicals for power and pleasure when it was only through subjugation that the Bodoni status quo of Magical Nobility and vernacular non Magical peasantry had taken place. If they had not taken up arms as the lady Morgana had declared, Magicals the world over would have been persecuted for their gifts. Now it was they who made the decisions and brought progress through trick to the hoi polloi, kept the commoners from turning on each former for stupid cause such as race or status. But of course Merlin and the `` light '' had to feature the last say. Not that he had tried to reverse the way of things.

But since those days, there were few Evans left. Once it had been Lily and her sis Rose. Now it was just Lily and Harry. Her pitiful sister whom the king had lusted after and left with child. Harry had been born as his mother left this sprightliness, her disembodied spirit and soul now with the rest period in The Ever distant Utopia of Avalon.

Harry had the handsome and noble looking of The late king but none of his foolishness and Lily loved him fiercely. He was more talented than many who had come before him in her family, had mastered near all the family spells she had taught him and was continually proving the top of his peerage at Hogwarts. Powerful to boot. A credit to the Evans public figure. Their lady would be pleased she had brought him up right. He was due back from Hogwarts after his final and seventh class. No doubt the term would be extended a bit due to the funeral of the late business leader clashing with their Final Magical examination and challenges. But she was affected role. She could wait, albeit eagerly, to see how much her Nephew had grown even more from his formal didactics. She licked her to the full red sass at her reprobate and lewd thoughts, a smile upon her seductive features.

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The news had hit Hogwarts like an Avalanche. The king was bushed. Long live the poof. A small wail of grief had come from the Hufflepuff board in the great Hall as the `` Badgers '' closed membership, Princess Susan pearl female friends/Ladies in waiting as well as her groom-to-be, Cedric Diggory, leading her gently away followed by master Albus Dumbledore and chief of Gryffindor and Head of Hufflepuff Minerva McGonagall and Pomona Sprouts as well as one or two teachers.

The rest of the Great Hall exploded into conversation and bereavement as soon as they left. rip fell easily and quickly from many of the young pupil, many rushed off to the Owlery to lead off writing hasty letter of the alphabet on torn parchment to direct off, asking for confirmation and the situation in the whole of the kingdom. Groups of nobleman nipper broke off into oceanic abyss and hushed word, looking wearily around for Eavesdroppers now and again.

Harry Evans simply sipped at his cool succus and bit into another piece of hot chocolate cake covered in ice ointment, enjoying it 's taste.

'' Not much interested in your father 's passing, Evans ?. '' A sly vocalisation at his side asked as Harry turned to look.

daphne Greengrass was an old friend, valuable friend and periodic lover in his bed. They had given their innocence to each former in their 4th year at Hogwarts and it was known by many in Slytherin that they had a very oceanic abyss bond. Seeing that her elder brother would learn the post as heir, it had been agreed by Lord Greengrass and Harry 's aunty Lily that daphne would be an official Mistress of the Evans family, which would bear Harry provide for her and any children they had as good as if she was his married woman, a relief to both Harry and her. Daphne had no use for the old lords who sent gift and letters trying to get an enhancement to her. Her hanker flowing blonde hair, dazzling emerald centre and her sensual physical body had many a Lords son seeking a link but Daphne had spurned them all for Harry.

Her full, emerald painted lips curved into a smirk as his eye wandered down to her generous bust, the Hogwarts uniform doing naught to hide it from his centre. 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 give up sentence for those I never knew, no affair their importance to the general world or undesirable familial connecter. '' He said. His former hired hand moved to caress her warm second joint gently and her smirk turned to a smile. Everyone was n't find, seeing as they were all occupy with their own sentiment on electric current events.

'' We may be at war soon ... unless our occupant Princess has something up her sleeve, France may call back this a perfect time to attack and gain priming here. '' Daphne said though she did n't even try to kibosh Harry 's social movement, feeling happy at his caress.

'' Hmph ! I ca n't think I 'm saying this but I would induce been happier knowing we had a Gryffindor hearted Princess set up for action rather than a Hufflepuff. Oh she 's firm to her country, friends and Throne but that will only bring you so far. '' He said. daphne let out a slight giggle as his hand began to act further up her thigh but stopped him with her own hand.

'' I 'm afraid we ca n't be together tonight, My lord love. A letter from Father of the Church arrived just a few proceedings before the news program. A sept meeting is being called and I 've permission from prof Snape to take care. No doubt the Billie Jean King 's last will be discussed in detail. I 'd like to fuck what actually killed the man than just hearing of his passing. Promise I 'll tell you everything tomorrow ... and pay you back for your disappointment. '' She said, giving him a deep osculation at his feel of letdown and a quick hug before leaving hurriedly.

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

Finished with his patty, Harry now had a new decision to attain. ruby, Brunette or ebony ?

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The Slytherin green Room was large enough to accommodate everyone with their own personal living quarters and rooms. United as a house though they were, privateness 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 scholar first before moving to gain Thomas More teaching from pigeon hawk, playing both sides as a dependable serpent. Not that Morgana had n't known.

She actually found it amusing of her student.

But Harry had better things to do than cerebrate on History. He had sent his substance and he was gladiola it had been received and didactics followed. His choice of crimson was Good.

Princess Susan had a mix of noblewoman in waiting from the school Houses ( except Slytherin of course ) and for Harry, finding the right wing info to make some of them his was quite easy. Too prosperous in fact.

This was why Ginny Weasley stood before him now. Though staunchly a `` ignite '' sorcerous and fast family line, there stance had n't exactly gotten them anywhere politically or socially. The Weasleys were a ramification of the farseeing dead Prewetts, a hefty kinsperson that had hanker since died out. generation of bad investiture and declamatory spending had n't helped. As a family the Weasley were miserable and though they were n't in peril of summate poverty and made a sustenance in the King motor lodge in various little positions, they were n't exactly wearing the former fashions or mingling with about of senior high school society.

Their Hopes had been rekindled however when Princess Susan had taken a shine to her associate flame haired lady, cultivating her as a personal friend and madam in waiting. If Ginny could get nigher to the future poof, perhaps as conclusion as a sister, the Weasley name would heighten and be better for it.

That thought had been dashed when the new witch had come plate in her one-sixth year, gravid with a cocksucker baby in her womb. Harry had enjoyed making it with her. Princess Susan, bless her Hufflepuff heart, was indeed truehearted to her friends however and had even personally come for the nativity but the Weasleys had to wonder if their fortune had been crushed. While they took care of their daughters bastard, she had returned to Hogwarts to discharge her Department of Education and continue on as Princess Susan 's madam. If perhaps she kept her nose clean, their ambition would get out through.

That their daughter was dressed in a unconvincing gown that did nothing to cover her sonsy figure and bombastic tit before him and had come at his command, Harry confirmed that her family 's status in the kingdom was n't any of her concern. Or at least not as significant as getting fucked by Harry. They could die in impoverishment for all she cared, it seemed.

Ginny had a taste for the finer things in aliveness with no Galleons to back it up. Expensive garb for various Lord chunk, enchanted jewelry, the best perfumes and robes not to mention all the equipment a genuine witch studying at Hogwarts needed. None of this was exactly flash. None of this her family could allow. It 's no marvel she got so wet at the spate of him, dressed up like a 2 sickle Hooker from Knockturn skittle alley and bore his bastard if he wished. She knew she 'd be left meet with a womb wide-cut of cum and large bag of Galleons in her hands.

He could see the charge yet nervous and slightly annoyed look on her pretty case. The flaming of the fireplace in his room lent a shine to her red lock chamber 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 avail us ! Now, what 's the news ? Did she mention what the king died of ? Heart attack ? Duel ? ... '' Harry asked as he ignored her fears. Ginny huffed slightly.

'' poison. A existent deadly one too. It struck right at his kernel in minutes 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 publish home base about, I guess. surmisal he never saw it coming. '' He said after a minute. Putting mentation of his fathers murder out of his mind, He sat down eagerly on his room indulgent couch.

'' Now, it 's only 9 O'clock and we have a honorable nine hours more for you to make your dungeon ... '' He said, watching as she approached him, letting the nightdress fall off to the soft carpeting. He enjoyed how curvy her design was and how her titty had grown. motherhood suited her fountainhead. He moved one of his hands to her indulgent, picket belly. `` I 'm also sure you wo n't be leaving before I put another Lord baby in your belly, seeing as you enjoyed making the last one with me. '' He smirked, seeing the shiver of luxuria run up her body.

'' You 're a freak. You know what my family unit 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 sassing parted as their glossa met in an eagre terpsichore. He ended, their kiss and bickering into her mouth, watching as she swallowed it without a thought. `` Yes, I 'm a monster. A `` darkness lord '' in the fashioning. An `` evil '' wizard as sooo many like to say of those in our family. And you 're a pitiable Gryffindor cyprian of a Wiccan and my personal slut and you know what ? You like it. You like fucking me for my gold and having my bastard children, because it makes you wet. '' He said harshly, two of his fingers moving to part give her shaved congregation and dip deep into her pussy, making her moan loudly in pleasure.

'' You 're already wet, hot and ready to engender. And as long as you live, that 's how you 'll always be for me. As if I have n't noticed your needy glimpse this completely yr, begging for me to fuck and breed you. You do n't care if you 're category remains filth poor as long as you remain my harlot, have my children and get all the envision affair I buy you. '' He sneered.

Ginny could only moan and mewl at his quarrel, her second joint parting to allow more access to his pumping fingers. She finally snapped, her moans and mewls turning to watchword of joy and culmination as she came, soaking his fingers and the carpet below in her hot, thick succus. Harry grinned and pulled his fingers out of her, watching as she fell to the carpet floor in a heap, convulsing slightly as she came down from her pleasure.

'' You 're my whore. My costly, footling Weasley cyprian ! As soon as you accept that, the better it will be. Now get on the bed, fornicatress ! '' Harry said, throwing away his clothes and letting his 7 column inch putz harden at the flock of her naked class weakly getting up, moving to lay with her back on the silk sheets of his bed. Her hand moved to her wet kitty, spreading apart the back talk of her sopping cunt, its inner shape eager for his cock.

'' Now, be a good whore and differentiate me what you want. '' Harry said, moving to join her on top of the shroud, his putz performing with the entrance to her slit, making his cockhead slip on her juices but not pushing further.

'' F-fuck me, please. realize me yours, Lord Harry. breed this traitorous witch with your seed. '' She murmured, eyes begging and lustful. Harry smirked. `` Very well. ``

He slid in slowly, enjoying the superstar of her warm, slick magazine, wet walls welcoming him back once more. Her pussy clung to every in of his hammer and Ginny could n't serve the squeal of delight that moved past her backtalk as he moved deeper and deeper into her, reminding her puss who owned her body and soul. Inch after inch went into her stuffed cunt until finally she could his huge grapefruit sized balls on her ass. Her Jehovah was glob deep in her pussy.

Her hands lock in hard rhythm him, as did her leg, not wanting to let him go as he began to slowly thrust in and out of her, slowly getting her used to his duration and their connection once more. Her pussy tried and failed to cling to him with each slow thrust and retreat and the electric shock and feelings of pleasure smashed through her body with each deep stroke.

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

Harry smirked at the carrottop contract but did n't reply, too busy enjoying her wet cunt, feeling it eagerly suck on his peter greedily, trying to get him even deeper. But he was done playing.He moved from his mystifying and slow thrusts and within seconds, he was fucking her as fast and hard as he could, taming her whore slit and reminding her why she always came when called. Her groan and cries of pleasance mixed with the sound of shape on flesh and all she could do was moan like a slut as he pounded into her, his cock smashing onto her womb entry. All she could do was cry and mewl as her second sexual climax of the night washed over her.

'' IT HURTS ! merlin AND MORGANA ! IT damage SO FUCKING good. shtup ME JUST the like THAT HARRY ! MAKE ME YOUR adult female ! '' Ginny screamed her pleasure.

'' Just like I remember. A secure whore to take the load off '' Harry mentally praised as he continued his onset upon her pussy. But even he knew he was nearing his edge. He prepared for his finish.

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

'' Yesssssssssssssss, '' Ginny hissed in pleasure, feeling Harry 's cock Menachem Begin to spirt out a with child freight of his hot, thickheaded, poten semen.

His cock twitched and jumped within her, filling her with so very much of his virile semen, making her tone giddy and her uterus hot at the intellection of the baby he was planting within her, reveling in the sentiment of bearing his child in her womb once more, giving him a levelheaded child in nine month, shame to her family uncared for.

'' Do n't ever stop Cumming Harry. Fill me up with cum. Fill me up til its running out of my kitty-cat. Til it leaves a vast steaming pile on the bed. I do n't handle if you make me significant, just do n't contain ! ! '' Ginny moaned and Harry did as she asked.

'' YES ! YES ! pick apart ME UP ! ! '' she screamed out as the the Danton True Young Lords virile ejaculate spurted out into her gulping womb.

At finale, after what seemed like hours, Harry could n't pass on anymore, his large shaft giving a final shudder, his balls a net twitch, before shooting its lowest gusher of his thick, spermatozoan laden cream into the Aythya americana overflowing pussy. Her, tranquil pale pegleg unwrapped hesitantly from his rachis and tiredly sank to her sides, parted to show his softening putz leaving her pussy and pouring out his thick lode of seed.

He did not move from on top of her tired torso and she did n't need him to. Her wide red lips found his and he let her french her clapper deeply into his mouth. They kissed passionately for respective minutes, Ginny kissing him in gratitude for giving her the pleasure she so desired, luxuriating in the flavour of his virile seed dripping from her cunt.

'' Merlin ! You fucked me so well ! She moaned as they broke their kiss. Harry smirked and gave her ass a sharp slap, making her groan 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 gaze wide of adoration for him. His manus moved over her smooth belly. `` And do n't worry about the babe I 'm going to make out into you tonight. My aunty Lily will be calling on your family unit soon. Our child 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 short whore mistress. '' He said, capturing her backtalk once more.

Ginny moaned appreciatively and mashed her mouth down onto his, driving her tongue deep into his sass. She explored every bit of his mouthpiece til she felt his own tongue begin to fulfill hers, forcing her lingua back into her own only to take in him research her hot, wet mouth. The candy kiss was brutal and wanton, her full, red, soft brim were left bruised and slightly swollen yet she enjoyed it.

'' Now clean up my cock and get me ready for another round. I 'm not stopping trough you ca n't move a muscle. It 's going demand all your self-possession to leave my bed to get back to that big breasted prude of a soon to be nance you love so much. ``

Ginny did n't even bother to fight back Susan or Harry 's derogatory gossip. She simply got down to the job of sucking on Harry 's pleasure giving cock, cleaning him up like a sound cocotte, greedily sucking on his cock as he gently played with her flaming hair and prepared the hot load he would feed her.

Harry smiled and lay back to savour the pleasure as his mind turned to what the hail twenty-four hour period would add