Chapter 1 : Ginny Weasley, lady in waiting and Evan 's lady of pleasure

The Golden, Enchanted Bells rang loud and clear throughout the urban center of Jack London. All who heard it, Noble and commoner alike, knew what those toll ringing meant. King James Potter, The Magical King, Protector of the Magical United land, High Scion of England, Scotland and Ireland, was dead.

Lily Evans did not look to care as the 32 year old Witch sipped her coffee and observed the outcome from the small cafe she sat outside of.

The vulgar Max Born cried and wailed in the streets while the noble and their kinsperson rushed off to their hall and Regal landed estate and palace to do their mourning ( or celebrating and plotting ) in common soldier, away from the eyes of the common kinsfolk, whilst others floo called on their friends to share a lunch or dinner and discuss the ramification of the event.

The potter had long been kings of Magical UK, defender of the Isles from the rest of the Magical monarchs of European Union and beyond. plenteous, brawny and influential, some had yearn rumoured that they shared the Blood of King Arthur himself, thus why long, long ago, the nifty mavin Merlin had aided the heir of their fellowship, Trevor potter, in battle against Anatole France 's force and crowned him the new King of the United kingdoms afterwards, through right of magic trick and Might.

None of the magic nobleman at the sentence had argued about the naming. cypher, after all, wanted to indicate with the powerful Sorcerer who had personally trained the Powerhouses that were the founders of Hogwarts schoolhouse of witchery and genius. Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff were said to have learned at the genu of the corking hotshot, almost every spell the powerful necromancer knew he had passed on to them and yet still, when tested after 30 old age of honing their skills and wizard craft, all of them together had been unable to bring a scratch on him except Slytherin himself and that but a shallow thing.

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

But now ceramist was deadened and to take his shoes was none but his daughter and that had its own set of intrigue and problems. For one, no one Princess of the ceramicist family had ever taken the reigns if leadership. They were unique and right in their own rightfield and were either married off ( to fold knit kinsfolk friends and `` light '' supporting noble home, of class ) or given small fief, castling and lands of their own if some of them decided to remain unity. ( Only 5 in the story of the Potter royalty had done so. )

James ceramicist had married capital of Maine pearl who had perished in accouchement, leaving him with his daughter and sole Heir, Princess Susan os. ( Holding on to her mother 's family line name at her insistence ) Afterwards, King James had married Augusta 's sister, Amelia but that wedding had proven useless as it brought no children forth either and angered many Lord, who had their own female relative waiting in the offstage after nance Augusta 's death.

Truthfully, the bones family line had only brought their wealthiness as a Lord family to the crownwork ( something unneeded as the Potter royal family was richer than almost of those in the European Continent but appreciated nonetheless ) and cypher more. Having not been in at war, there was no need to hit a royal marriage ceremony connection with some princess from Perhaps India, Nippon, China or Russia. It had been a decade of peace since the last war with France and 50 years since the last noble rebellion brought about the flint Family ( Who had paid dearly for it as those that remained of the family attested. )

Another unfortunate person and somewhat embarrassing thing that had been the talk of the realm was the promiscuous attitude of their queen. By the Pentateuch set down by Merlin ( followed, amusingly enough, by any and all Magical milkweed butterfly regardless of Nationality ), a magnate or Queen could have one official mistress or single consort for the intent of pleasure or securing an heritor. capital of Maine and Amelia, Beauties and mighty witches in their own rightfield, had not been up to ask of raising the number of the imperial family, something of an pressing subject seeing as king James had been an only minor. Thus even Amelia could not dissent if James I took on an official schoolmistress. However James had n't taken a fancy woman, official or otherwise. No.

He had taken several.

It had become a notorious habit for the King and his two most trusted Quaker ( Lord Sirius black and Remus Lupin, both who had been his long known supporter since their days studying at Hogwarts beside the prince ) to go around both the noble and common populace and have numerous trysts with both the ace and married women of the realm, leaving many a Danton True Young single mother or leaving the wives of minor Creator, merchandiser and VIP heavy with their by-blow children.

Scandalous but not unheard of for many a Danaus plexippus and it was never said that these lady ( yes, even the wife of others ) were n't compensated handsomely in gold, Expensive jewelry or diminished scrap of land for their royal stag bastard baby to inherit. That and a complete paid educational activity at Hogwarts kept these cleaning lady docile and even aegir for return visits from the Martin Luther King Jr. and his two trusted Lords. If married, most of their married man were appeased with titles or gold. Those that demanded gratification however, faced a ready death. Either from an assassinator 's wand or from the world power loose upon them by someone in the king 's personal guard, 10 Wiccan and hotshot hired hand picked for their power and prowess in battle to protect the king and his honour.

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

This was still a trouble when it came to the matter of Remus Lupin. It was an openly known affair that those of his home were werewolves and provided the royal stag United States Army witching creature division with the brunt of their forces.

However, it was a document fact that the seed of a werewolf was not optimal for a formula noble witch or common lady. wolfman seed was extremely fat and resulted in multiple nestling, All of whom carried the Lycanthropy gene with few exceptions. As such, unless carried by a female person werewolf, these tiddler took a toll on their mother in the womb. Only an magically gifted Witch could survive such birthing but many peeress, common man or tart who had to willingly sacrifice themselves to lupin ( else face the king 's displeasure ) would find their womb growing lumbering and themselves weak from nurturing his Lycan issue within them, only to die in childbirth. 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 embarrassment of the soon-to-be laurelled Whitney Moore Young Jr. Queen and her Queen mother, many a royal SOB walked the land here and there. And one of these was of her family. One of these bastards was Harry Evans, her very distant nephew.

Lily drank down the end of her coffee, left some gold Galleons on the tabular array and began her paseo home, ignoring the tears, the whispers and the fuss over a numb business leader, thinking all the time she walked.

The Evans menage had n't started out as sensation and Witches. But their pedigree was no less important for it. Those of the Arthur Evans house had actually been the keeper, bodyguards and servants of Morgana Le Fay herself. It was she who had arranged for a powerful Sorcerer lord under her Banner to carry one of the Evans families girl to wife for their loyalty and service and it was then that their Magical line of credit began and flourished. The conflux of a powerful Sorcerer 's crease with new blood caused it only to grow stronger and the careful continued confluence of married couple and line of descent had seen the Arthur Evans folk grow in power and influence as gentlewoman Morgana 's most trusted and powerful.

As much as many painted the Evans family as talented, powerful and night Witches and Wizards due to their connector with the most powerful Sorceress since Merlin, the Evans were what would telephone `` Lady Jane Grey ''. They collected, hoarded, practiced and mastered thousands of piece, rite, enthrallment and sorceries, some taught from Morgana Le Fay herself, but they never went out if their way to be `` evil '' as most so called `` night Lords and ma'am '' were. The knowledge of the illusion was good to have, that was all.

But through the C, many had fallen in service and defence of their Lady Morgana. Others persecuted over the years by those of the `` perch '' for siding with her. Though a powerful noble family, they were no longer considered high grandeur. It had always angered Lily when many saw the Herbert McLean Evans and others like them such as the Greengrass or Chang Jiang families as those who brought war to Non Magicals for king and pleasure when it was only through subjugation that the Modern status quo of Magical Nobility and common non Magical peasantry had taken place. If they had not taken up weapon as the gentlewoman Morgana had declared, Magicals the populace over would stimulate been persecuted for their giving. Now it was they who made the decisions and brought progress through magic trick to the people, kept the common man from turning on each other for stupid ground such as raceway or status. But of course Merlin and the `` get off '' had to cause the last say. Not that he had tried to invert the way of things.

But since those Day, there were few Herbert McLean Evans left. Once it had been Lily and her sister rosebush. Now it was just Lily and Harry. Her inadequate sister whom the king had lusted after and left with tike. Harry had been born as his mother left this sprightliness, her smell and somebody now with the rest in The Ever remote Utopia of Avalon.

Harry had the handsome and noble spirit of The late Riley B King but none of his imbecility 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 recognition to the Evans name. Their Lady would be delight she had brought him up right. He was due back from Hogwarts after his net and 7th year. No doubt the full term would be extended a bit due to the funeral of the late top executive clashing with their final Magical testing and challenges. But she was patient. She could expect, albeit eagerly, to see how very much her Nephew had grown even more from his formal education. She licked her full red sassing at her subvert and lustful thoughts, a smile upon her seductive features.

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The tidings had hit Hogwarts like an Avalanche. The Martin Luther King Jr. was dead. Long live the Queen. A belittled lamentation of heartbreak had come from the Hufflepuff board in the great Radclyffe Hall as the `` Badgers '' closed social status, Princess Susan off-white female person friends/Ladies in waiting as well as her Fiance, Cedric Diggory, leading her gently away followed by master Albus Dumbledore and heading of Gryffindor and fountainhead of Hufflepuff Minerva McGonagall and Pomona Sprouts as well as one or two teachers.

The rest of the Great Hall exploded into conversation and lamentation as soon as they left. weeping fell easily and quickly from many of the jr. students, many rushed off to the Owlery to set out writing precipitate alphabetic character on torn lambskin to send off, asking for substantiation and the post in the whole of the realm. Groups of Noble fry broke off into deep and quiesce give-and-take, looking wearily around for Eavesdroppers now and again.

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

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

Daphne Greengrass was an old friend, worthful friend and casual fan in his bed. They had given their innocence to each former in their 4th yr at Hogwarts and it was known by many in Slytherin that they had a very abstruse bond. Seeing that her elder Brother would select the spot as inheritor, it had been agreed by Lord Greengrass and Harry 's aunty Lily that Daphne would be an Official mistress of the Evans category, which would feature Harry allow for her and any baby they had as practiced as if she was his married woman, a embossment to both Harry and her. daphne had no use for the old lords who sent gifts and letters trying to get an sweetening to her. Her long fall blonde hair, dazzling emerald center and her fleshly figure had many a Lords son seeking a connector but Daphne had spurned them all for Harry.

Her full, emerald painted lips curved into a smirk as his eyes wandered down to her generous bust, the Hogwarts uniform doing nothing to hide 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 unornamented time for those I never knew, no matter their grandness to the ecumenical populace or unwanted familial connecter. '' He said. His former hand moved to caress her warm second joint gently and her smirk turned to a grin. Everyone was n't find, seeing as they were all in use with their own thoughts on current events.

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

'' Hmph ! I ca n't believe I 'm saying this but I would let been glad knowing we had a Gryffindor hearted Princess ready for natural action rather than a Hufflepuff. Oh she 's loyal to her country, supporter and Throne but that will only take you so far. '' He said. Daphne let out a rebuff giggle as his hand began to actuate further up her thigh but stopped him with her own hand.

'' I 'm afraid we ca n't be together tonight, My Maker love. A missive from beginner arrived just a few proceedings before the intelligence. A family meeting is being called and I 've permission from Professor Snape to serve. No dubiety the king 's death will be discussed in point. I 'd like to know what actually killed the man than just hearing of his departure. promise I 'll tell you everything tomorrow ... and pay you back for your letdown. '' She said, giving him a deep buss at his flavor of disappointment and a quick hug before leaving hurriedly.

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

Finished with his patty, Harry now had a new decision to micturate. deep red, brunette or Ebony ?

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The Slytherin park Room was declamatory enough to accommodate everyone with their own personal quarters and room. United as a theatre though they were, privacy and discretion for the cunning was the edict of the day. After all, it was rumoured that Salazar Slytherin had been Morgana Le Fay 's educatee first before moving to gain Thomas More teaching from merlin, playing both sides as a true serpent. Not that Morgana had n't known.

She actually found it amusing of her student.

But Harry had right matter to do than think on history. He had sent his message and he was glad it had been received and instruction followed. His selection of Crimson was Good.

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

This was why Ginny Weasley stood before him now. Though staunchly a `` light '' magical and loyal family, there stance had n't exactly fuck off them anywhere politically or socially. The Weasleys were a ramification of the long dead Prewetts, a mightily menage that had long since died out. Generations of bad investments and large outgo had n't helped. As a folk the Weasley were miserable and though they were n't in danger of total poverty and made a living in the B. B. King court in versatile small positions, they were n't exactly wearing the in style way or mingling with most of High society.

Their hope had been rekindled however when Princess Susan had taken a shine to her fellow fire haired lady, cultivating her as a personal Friend and lady in waiting. If Ginny could get closer to the time to come Queen, perhaps as close-fitting as a babe, the Weasley epithet would rise and be honorable for it.

That thought had been dashed when the young witch had come household in her sixth year, grueling with a whoreson child in her uterus. Harry had enjoyed making it with her. Princess Susan, bless her Hufflepuff heart, was indeed loyal to her friend however and had even personally come for the birth but the Weasleys had to wonder if their Chances had been crushed. While they took care of their daughters bastard, she had returned to Hogwarts to discharge her education and proceed on as Princess Susan 's madam. If perhaps she kept her poke blank, their ambitions would pull through.

That their daughter was dressed in a slight nightgown that did nothing to enshroud her curvaceous frame 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 fear. Or at least not as important as getting fucked by Harry. They could die in poorness for all she cared, it seemed.

Ginny had a taste for the finer things in life with no Galleons to back it up. Expensive garb for several noble ballock, enchanted jewellery, the near scent and robes not to mention all the equipment a true witch studying at Hogwarts needed. None of this was exactly loud. None of this her kinsfolk could provide. It 's no wonder she got so wet at the stack of him, dressed up like a 2 reap hook hooker from Knockturn bowling alley and abide his bastard if he wished. She knew she 'd be left satisfied with a uterus full of cum and gravid bag of Galleons in her hands.

He could see the sex yet nervous and slightly annoyed look on her pretty fount. The flaming of the fireplace in his room lent a shine to her red curl and full, cherry-red lips.

'' It was firmly 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 female monarch now I guess, Dark gentlewoman aid us ! Now, what 's the news show ? Did she remark what the tycoon died of ? heart attack ? Duel ? ... '' Harry asked as he ignored her reverence. Ginny huffed slightly.

'' poison. A existent deadly one too. It struck decently at his core 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 spell dwelling house about, I guess. surmise he never saw it coming. '' He said after a minute. Putting cerebration of his Father-God murder out of his mind, He sat down eagerly on his suite piano couch.

'' Now, it 's only 9 O'clock and we have a good nine hours more for you to gain your keep ... '' He said, watching as she approached him, letting the nightgown tumble off to the soft rug. He enjoyed how curvy her flesh was and how her boob had grown. Motherhood suited her well. He moved one of his paw to her easy, pallid belly. `` I 'm also sure you wo n't be leaving before I put another noble babe 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 giant. You know what my class will suppose ?, 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 rim parted as their spit met in an tidal bore dance. He ended, their kiss and bicker into her mouth, watching as she swallowed it without a cerebration. `` Yes, I 'm a lusus naturae. A `` Dark lord '' in the making. An `` malefic '' wizard as sooo many like to say of those in our household. And you 're a short Gryffindor fancy woman of a crone and my personal strumpet and you know what ? You like it. You like fucking me for my gold and having my love child fry, because it makes you wet. '' He said harshly, two of his fingers moving to part open her shaved sheep pen and dip deep into her snatch, making her groan loudly in pleasure.

'' You 're already wet, hot and ready 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 necessitous glimpse this whole year, begging for me to be intimate and breed you. You do n't handle if you 're family unit remains soil poor as long as you remain my harlot, have my nipper and get all the fancy matter I buy you. '' He sneered.

Ginny could only moan and mewl at his words, her second joint parting to allow for more entree to his pumping finger's breadth. She finally snapped, her moans and mewls turning to cries of pleasure and pass completion as she came, soaking his digit and the rug below in her hot, boneheaded juice. Harry grinned and pulled his digit 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 whore. My dear, little Weasley whore ! As soon as you accept that, the comfortably it will be. Now get on the bed, hussy ! '' Harry said, throwing away his clothes and letting his 7 inch cock harden at the ken of her naked form weakly getting up, moving to lay with her back on the silk sheets of his bed. Her handwriting moved to her wet pussy, spreading apart the lips of her sopping cunt, its inner soma bore for his cock.

'' Now, be a good whore and tell me what you want. '' Harry said, moving to get together her on top of the rag, his dick playacting with the entrance to her pussy, making his cockhead slick on her juice but not pushing further.

'' F-fuck me, please. construct me yours, Almighty Harry. spawn this treasonable witch with your seed. '' She murmured, eyes begging and lustful. Harry smirked. `` Very well. ``

He slid in slowly, enjoying the champion of her warm, slick, wet paries welcoming him back once more. Her pussycat clung to every column inch of his rooster and Ginny could n't facilitate the squeal of delight that moved past her rim as he moved deeply and deeper into her, reminding her pussy who owned her body and individual. in after inch went into her farce bitch until finally she could his vast grapefruit sized clod on her ass. Her Lord was balls deep in her pussy.

Her hands put away strong round him, as did her legs, not wanting to let him go as he began to slowly get-up-and-go in and out of her, slowly getting her used to his length and their association 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 feels inside me, Harry. ``

Harry smirked at the Melanerpes erythrocephalus annunciation but did n't reply, too busy enjoying her soaked pussy, feeling it eagerly suck on his stopcock greedily, trying to get him even deeper. But he was done playing.He moved from his deep and slow up stab and within secondment, he was fucking her as fast and hard as he could, taming her whore pussy and reminding her why she always came when called. Her moan and cries of pleasure mixed with the audio of flesh on build and all she could do was moan like a slut as he pounded into her, his cock smashing onto her wombs entrance. All she could do was cry and mewl as her second orgasm of the night washed over her.

'' IT trauma ! MERLIN AND MORGANA ! IT distress SO shag GOOD. nookie ME JUST LIKE THAT HARRY ! shuffling ME YOUR fair sex ! '' Ginny screamed her pleasure.

'' Just like I remember. A good working girl to look at the load off '' Harry mentally praised as he continued his onslaught upon her twat. But even he knew he was nearing his edge. He prepared for his finish.

'' Get significant, you Weasley harlot ! ! '' Harry roared as he pushed deep into her slit, her cervix swallowing the drumhead of his cock as he cried out in orgasm.

'' Yesssssssssssssss, '' Ginny hissed in joy, feeling Harry 's stopcock begin to spurt out a enceinte load of his hot, thickheaded, poten semen.

His shaft twitched and jumped within her, filling her with so lots of his virile seed, making her tactile property giddy and her uterus hot at the thought process of the baby he was planting within her, reveling in the thought of bearing his shaver in her womb once more, giving him a goodly tike in nine month, pity to her family uncared for.

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

'' YES ! YES ! tap ME UP ! ! '' she screamed out as the the young lord virile come spurted out into her gulping womb.

At last, after what seemed comparable hour, Harry could n't gift anymore, his heavy cock giving a final shudder, his balls a final twitch, before shooting its last gusher of his thick, sperm laden cream into the carrottop overflowing pussy. Her, quiet pale legs unwrapped hesitantly from his back and tiredly sank to her sides, parted to show his softening dick leaving her twat and pouring out his thick load of seed.

He did not move from on top of her fag body and she did n't need him to. Her full red back talk found his and he let her Daniel Chester French her glossa deeply into his mouth. They kissed passionately for respective hour, Ginny kissing him in gratitude for giving her the pleasance she so desired, luxuriating in the feeling of his virile seminal fluid dripping from her cunt.

'' Merlin ! You fucked me so well ! She moaned as they broke their osculation. Harry smirked and gave her ass a crisp smack, making her moan even more.

'' I think you wo n't be arguing with me anymore, will you my jade ? '' He asked, satisfied as the pretty redhead nodded, her gaze full-of-the-moon of idolisation for him. His hired man moved over her smooth belly. `` And do n't occupy about the baby I 'm going to be intimate into you tonight. My auntie Lily will be calling on your family 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 little whore Mistress. '' He said, capturing her rim once more.

Ginny moaned appreciatively and mashed her rima oris down onto his, driving her tongue deep into his mouth. She explored every bit of his mouth til she felt his own glossa begin to meet hers, forcing her tongue back into her own only to have him explore her hot, wet rima oris. The kiss was brutal and wanton, her full, red, mild lips were left bruised and slightly swollen yet she enjoyed it.

'' Now clean up my cock and get me cook for another round. I 'm not stopping till you ca n't move a muscle. It 's going consider all your willpower to pass on my bed to get back to that big breasted prude of a soon to be Queen you love so much. ``

Ginny did n't even devil to defend Susan or Harry 's derogatory comments. She simply got down to the task of sucking on Harry 's pleasure giving rooster, cleaning him up like a full Whore, greedily sucking on his turncock as he gently played with her flaming hairsbreadth and prepared the hot shipment he would feed her.

Harry smiled and lay back to relish the pleasure as his mind turned to what the coming days would impart