Chapter 1 : Ginny Weasley, dame in waiting and Evan 's cocotte

The Golden, Enchanted Alexander Bell rang loud and clear throughout the City of London. All who heard it, Lord and common person alike, knew what those Bells ringing meant. James Potter, The Magical King, defender of the Magical United kingdom, high gear Scion of England, Scotland and Emerald Isle, was dead.

Lily Evans did not appear to deal as the 32 year old witch sipped her coffee tree and observed the events from the small coffee bar she sat outdoor of.

The commons Max Born cried and wailed in the streets while the Lord and their folk rushed off to their mansion house and Regal landed estate and castles to do their mourning ( or celebrating and plotting ) in individual, away from the eyes of the common tribe, whilst others floo called on their friend to portion a tiffin or dinner and discuss the leg of the event.

The potter had long been king of Magical U.K., shielder of the isle from the rest of the Magical Danaus plexippus of Europe and beyond. racy, powerful and influential, some had foresighted rumoured that they shared the line of magnate President Arthur himself, thus why long, long ago, the expectant Wizard pigeon hawk had aided the heir of their kinfolk, Trevor Potter, in struggle against France 's forces and crowned him the new King of the United kingdoms afterwards, through rightfield of trick and Might.

None of the magical nobleman at the time had argued about the appointment. cypher, after all, wanted to argue with the right Sorcerer who had personally trained the power station that were the father of Hogwarts schoolhouse of witchery and Wizardry. Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff were said to have got learned at the knees of the great Wizard, almost every go the hefty necromancer knew he had passed on to them and yet still, when tested after 30 long time of honing their accomplishment and charming craft, all of them together had been unable to land a scratch on him except Slytherin himself and that but a shallow thing.

Yes, no sane crone or genius dare argue with such a man.

But now Potter was short and to consume his place was none but his girl and that had its own set of intrigue and problems. For one, no I Princess of the Potter syndicate had ever taken the sovereignty if leadership. They were unique and brawny in their own right field and were either married off ( to close plain stitch family ally and `` twinkle '' supporting noble families, of row ) or given small fiefs, castles and lands of their own if some of them decided to remain unity. ( Only 5 in the chronicle of the Potter royal house had done so. )

Jesse James Potter had married Augusta Bones who had perished in childbirth, leaving him with his daughter and sole Heir, Princess Susan Bones. ( Holding on to her mother 's family name at her insistence ) Afterwards, King King James had married capital of Maine 's sister, Amelia but that marriage had proven useless as it brought no child forth either and angered many nobles, who had their own female relatives waiting in the backstage after Queen Augusta 's death.

Truthfully, the bones phratry had only brought their wealth as a noble family to the crown ( something unneeded as the Potter royal stag family was richer than about of those in the European Continent but appreciated nonetheless ) and nothing more. Having not been in at war, there was no need to make a regal wedding connection with some princess from Perhaps India, Japan, China or USSR. It had been a decade of peace since the last war with France and 50 old age since the last noble revolt brought about the Flint River kinsfolk ( Who had paid dearly for it as those that remained of the menage attested. )

Another unfortunate and somewhat embarrassing thing that had been the talk of the realm was the promiscuous posture of their Billie Jean King. By the legal philosophy set down by Merlin ( followed, amusingly enough, by any and all Magical monarch regardless of Nationality ), a king or Queen could give one official schoolmistress or unmarried consort for the intent of pleasure or securing an heir. Augusta and Amelia, Beauties and right crone in their own right, had not been up to ask of raising the number of the royal stag household, something of an pressing matter seeing as king James had been an entirely child. Thus even Amelia could not dissent if James River took on an prescribed Mistress. However James had n't taken a mistress, official or otherwise. No.

He had taken several.

It had become a notorious habit for the queen and his two about trusted friends ( Lord Sothis Black and Remus lupin, both who had been his recollective known friend since their days studying at Hogwarts beside the prince ) to go around both the noble and vernacular world and have numerous trysts with both the single and married women of the realm, leaving many a Danton True Young single female parent or leaving the wives of minor lords, merchants and high muckamuck heavy with their cocksucker children.

Scandalous but not unheard of for many a milkweed butterfly and it was never said that these ladies ( yes, even the wives of others ) were n't compensated handsomely in gold, Expensive jewellery or diminished bits of land for their royal stag bastard children to inherit. That and a complete paid Education at Hogwarts kept these cleaning lady docile and even tidal bore for issue sojourn from the tycoon and his two trusted lord. If married, almost of their husbands were appeased with statute title or amber. Those that demanded satisfaction however, faced a promptly end. Either from an Assassin 's wand or from the world power let loose upon them by someone in the baron 's personal sentry go, 10 beldam and Wizards bridge player picked for their superpower and prowess in battle to protect the king and his honour.

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

This was still a problem when it came to the subject of Remus lupin. It was an openly known matter that those of his house were loup-garou and provided the Royal armies wizardly puppet division with the brunt of their forces.

However, it was a documented fact that the semen of a werewolf was not optimal for a convention noble witch or common lady. Werewolf seed was extremely fertile and resulted in multiple children, All of whom carried the Lycanthropy factor with few exceptions. As such, unless carried by a distaff lycanthrope, these children took a cost on their mother in the uterus. Only an magically gifted Witch could subsist such births but many peeress, commoners or whores who had to willingly present themselves to Lupin ( else face the king 's displeasure ) would find their wombs growing threatening and themselves frail from nurturing his Lycan progeny 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 dish the realm.

So, to the embarrassment of the soon-to-be laurelled youthful Queen and her poof mother, many a royal mongrel walked the kingdom here and there. And one of these was of her phratry. One of these asshole was Harry Herbert McLean Evans, her very distant nephew.

Lily drank down the in conclusion of her coffee, left some Gold Galleons on the tabular array and began her base on balls base, ignoring the war cry, the whispers and the spat over a dead big businessman, thinking all the meter she walked.

The Arthur Evans family had n't started out as Wizards and beldame. But their pedigree was no less of import for it. Those of the Herbert McLean Evans family had actually been the steward, bodyguard and retainer of Morgana Le Fay herself. It was she who had arranged for a mightily sorcerer lord under her standard to take one of the Evans families daughters to wife for their loyalty and service and it was then that their witching line began and flourished. The merging of a powerful Sorcerer 's line with new ancestry caused it only to grow stronger and the careful continued meeting of wedding and bloodlines had seen the Evans mob grow in power and influence as Lady Morgana 's most trusted and powerful.

As much as many painted the Arthur Evans family as talented, potent and iniquity enchantress and adept due to their connection with the most powerful Sorceress since Falco columbarius, the Evans were what would hollo `` Grey ''. They collected, hoarded, practiced and mastered M of enchantment, rite, trance and sorceries, some taught from Morgana Le Fay herself, but they never went out if their way to be `` evil '' as most so called `` Dark Jehovah and Ladies '' were. The knowledge of the magic was unspoilt to induce, that was all.

But through the centuries, many had fallen in service and defence of their Lady Morgana. Others persecuted over the geezerhood by those of the `` luminosity '' for siding with her. Though a mightily Lord family, they were no longer considered high up Nobility. It had always angered Lily when many saw the Herbert McLean Evans and others like them such as the Greengrass or Chang house as those who brought war to Non Magicals for power and pleasance when it was only through oppression that the Bodoni font status quo of Magical Nobility and common non Magical peasantry had taken seat. If they had not taken up weapon system as the lady Morgana had declared, Magicals the reality over would take been persecuted for their gifts. Now it was they who made the decision and brought progress through magic to the mass, kept the commoners from turning on each early for stupid grounds such as backwash or status. But of course Merlin and the `` light '' had to have the lastly say. Not that he had tried to reverse the way of things.

But since those sidereal day, there were few Evans left. Once it had been Lily and her babe Rose. Now it was just Lily and Harry. Her poor sister whom the king had lusted after and left with child. Harry had been born as his female parent left this life, her look and individual now with the eternal rest in The Ever upstage Utopia of Avalon.

Harry had the handsome and Lord look of The recent Rex but none of his foolishness and Lily loved him fiercely. He was more gifted than many who had come before him in her family, had mastered near all the category spells she had taught him and was continually proving the top of his peerage at Hogwarts. Powerful to iron boot. A credit to the Herbert McLean Evans name. Their Lady would be proud of she had brought him up right. He was due back from Hogwarts after his concluding and seventh yr. No dubiousness the term would be extended a bit due to the funeral of the deep King clashing with their final examination Magical testing and challenges. But she was patient. She could wait, albeit eagerly, to see how much her Nephew had grown even more from his formal education. She licked her full moon red back talk at her depraved and prurient 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 utter. Long live the Queen. A small wail of brokenheartedness had come from the Hufflepuff tabular array in the swell hall as the `` Wisconsinite '' closed rank, Princess Susan Bones female person friends/Ladies in waiting as well as her Fiance, Cedric Diggory, leading her gently away followed by master Albus Dumbledore and Head of Gryffindor and headway of Hufflepuff Minerva McGonagall and Pomona Sprouts as well as one or two teachers.

The rest of the Great Hall exploded into conversation and mourning as soon as they left. Tears fell easily and quickly from many of the younger educatee, many rushed off to the Owlery to begin writing precipitate letters on charge parchment to send off, asking for substantiation and the billet in the whole of the land. Groups of noble children broke off into deep and hushed discussions, looking wearily around for Eavesdroppers now and again.

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

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

Daphne Greengrass was an old friend, valuable ally and casual lover in his bed. They had given their pureness to each early in their 4th year at Hogwarts and it was known by many in Slytherin that they had a very deep bond. Seeing that her elder sidekick would engage the blot as heritor, it had been agreed by overlord Greengrass and Harry 's aunt Lily that Daphne would be an official Mistress of the Evans home, which would have Harry provide for her and any children they had as practiced as if she was his wife, a relief to both Harry and her. Daphne had no use for the old lords who sent talent and letters trying to get an enhancement to her. Her long course blond whisker, dazzling emerald oculus and her sensual material body had many a Godhead son seeking a connection but daphne had spurned them all for Harry.

Her wide, emerald painted sassing curved into a smirk as his centre wandered down to her generous flop, the Hogwarts uniform doing zippo to hide it from his middle. 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 bare time for those I never knew, no matter their importance to the ecumenical public or unwanted familial connections. '' He said. His other hand moved to caress her warm thighs gently and her smirk turned to a smile. Everyone was n't observe, seeing as they were all busy with their own thoughts on electric current events.

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

'' Hmph ! I ca n't conceive I 'm saying this but I would have been well-chosen knowing we had a Gryffindor hearted Princess fix for legal action rather than a Hufflepuff. Oh she 's loyal to her area, champion and Throne but that will only involve you so far. '' He said. Daphne let out a cold-shoulder 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 Godhead love. A letter from father arrived just a few minutes before the intelligence. A family merging is being called and I 've permission from Professor Snape to attend. No uncertainty the mogul 's death will be discussed in detail. I 'd like to know what actually killed the man than just listening of his overtaking. Promise I 'll separate you everything tomorrow ... and pay you back for your disappointment. '' She said, giving him a deep osculation at his look of disappointment and a prompt 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 decisiveness to make. ruby, brunette or ebony tree ?

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The Slytherin Common room was with child enough to admit everyone with their own personal living quarters and rooms. United as a business firm though they were, secrecy and discernment for the slyness was the order of magnitude of the day. After all, it was rumoured that Salazar Slytherin had been Morgana Le Fay 's educatee first before moving to gain more pedagogy from Merlin, playing both face as a true serpent. Not that Morgana had n't known.

She actually found it amusing of her student.

But Harry had best things to do than call up on account. He had sent his message and he was glad it had been received and instruction followed. His pick of Crimson was Good.

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

This was why Ginny Weasley stood before him now. Though staunchly a `` light '' magic and loyal family, there position had n't exactly gotten them anywhere politically or socially. The Weasleys were a arm of the long stagnant Prewetts, a powerful family that had long since died out. generation of bad investments and enceinte spending had n't helped. As a family the Weasley were poor and though they were n't in danger of total poverty and made a sustenance in the Martin Luther King Jr. court in diverse small military position, they were n't exactly wearing the tardy fashions or mingling with most of High society.

Their Leslie Townes Hope had been rekindled however when Princess Susan had taken a radiancy to her confrere flame haired lady, cultivating her as a personal friend and madam in waiting. If Ginny could get closer to the time to come fairy, perhaps as stuffy as a sister, the Weasley gens would develop and be better for it.

That thought had been dashed when the untried witch had come abode in her 6th year, heavy with a prick shaver in her uterus. Harry had enjoyed making it with her. Princess Susan, bless her Hufflepuff heart, was indeed truehearted 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 finish her education and extend on as Princess Susan 's dame. If perhaps she kept her nose clean, their ambitions would pull out through.

That their daughter was dressed in a flimsy nightgown that did nothing to cover her stacked name and great boob before him and had come at his command, Harry confirmed that her family 's position in the realm was n't any of her vexation. Or at least not as crucial as getting fucked by Harry. They could die in impoverishment for all she cared, it seemed.

Ginny had a taste for the finer thing in lifetime with no Galleons to back it up. Expensive dresses for several noble lump, enchanted jewelry, the well essence and robes not to remark all the equipment a confessedly crone studying at Hogwarts needed. None of this was exactly cheap. None of this her syndicate could supply. It 's no curiosity she got so wet at the sight of him, dressed up like a 2 reaping hook Hooker from Knockturn alleyway and bore his whoreson if he wished. She knew she 'd be left gratify with a womb full of cum and prominent bag of Galleons in her hands.

He could see the excited yet queasy and slightly annoyed look on her somewhat face. The flame of the fireplace in his elbow room lent a shine to her red ignition lock and replete, ruby lips.

'' It was intemperate 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, darkness peeress help us ! Now, what 's the news ? Did she cite what the baron died of ? centre attempt ? Duel ? ... '' Harry asked as he ignored her fears. Ginny huffed slightly.

'' poisonous substance. A real deadly one too. It struck right at his gist in minutes after he drank some wine. Otherwise he would n't be abruptly. '' Ginny finally said and Harry froze at that. `` Murder ? Well that 's something to write home about, I guess. Guess he never saw it coming. '' He said after a hour. Putting thoughts of his fathers murder out of his mind, He sat down eagerly on his elbow room soft couch.

'' Now, it 's only 9 O'clock and we have a good nine hours more for you to earn your keep ... '' He said, watching as she approached him, letting the nightgown fall off to the indulgent carpet. He enjoyed how sonsie her figure was and how her breasts had grown. Motherhood suited her wellspring. He moved one of his hired man to her lenient, blench belly. `` I 'm also indisputable 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 tingle of lust run up her body.

'' You 're a giant. You know what my menage will believe ?, 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 lip parted as their tongues met in an eagre dance. He ended, their candy kiss and spat into her mouth, watching as she swallowed it without a thought. `` Yes, I 'm a monstrosity. A `` Dark Maker '' in the making. An `` evil '' wizard as sooo many like to say of those in our family. And you 're a hapless Gryffindor harlot of a enchantress and my personal slut and you know what ? You like it. You like fucking me for my atomic number 79 and having my mother fucker children, because it makes you wet. '' He said harshly, two of his fingers moving to component part open her shaved plica and dip deep into her pussy, making her moan loudly in pleasure.

'' You 're already wet, hot and ready to cover. 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 whole year, begging for me to fuck and breed you. You do n't care if you 're crime syndicate remains crap poor as long as you remain my harlot, have my nestling and get all the fancy things I buy you. '' He sneered.

Ginny could only groan and mewl at his intelligence, her thighs parting to allow more access to his pumping fingers. She finally snapped, her moan and mewls turning to cries of pleasure and completion as she came, soaking his fingers and the rug below in her hot, thick-skulled juices. Harry grinned and pulled his finger's breadth out of her, watching as she fell to the carpeted floor in a cumulation, convulsing slightly as she came down from her pleasure.

'' You 're my whore. My dear, little Weasley cyprian ! As soon as you accept that, the better it will be. Now get on the bed, Slut ! '' Harry said, throwing away his clothes and letting his 7 column inch cock harden at the sight of her au naturel form weakly getting up, moving to lay with her back on the silk piece of paper of his bed. Her hand moved to her wet pussy, spreading apart the mouth of her sopping slit, its inner flesh eager for his cock.

'' Now, be a thoroughly tart and evidence me what you want. '' Harry said, moving to connect her on top of the sheets, his dick playing with the entryway to her cunt, making his cockhead slick on her juice but not pushing further.

'' F-fuck me, please. induce me yours, overlord Harry. Breed this treasonous crone with your seed. '' She murmured, eye begging and lustful. Harry smirked. `` Very well. ``

He slid in slowly, enjoying the sense of her warm, slick, wet bulwark welcoming him back once more. Her pussy clung to every inch of his cock and Ginny could n't help the squeal of delight that moved past her lips as he moved deeper and deeper into her, reminding her cunt who owned her consistence and somebody. inch after inch went into her stuffed pussy until finally she could his huge grapefruit sized balls on her ass. Her Jehovah was balls thick in her pussy.

Her hands operate hard round him, as did her legs, not wanting to let him go as he began to slowly push in and out of her, slowly getting her used to his distance and their connection once more. Her pussy tried and true and failed to cling to him with each slow thrust and hideaway and the shocks and feelings of joy smashed through her trunk with each trench stroke.

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

Harry smirked at the Aythya americana proclamation but did n't reply, too busy enjoying her tight cunt, 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 endorsement, he was fucking her as fast and hard as he could, taming her harlot snatch and reminding her why she always came when called. Her moans and cries of delight mixed with the sound of human body on soma and all she could do was moan like a slut as he pounded into her, his cock smashing onto her womb entree. All she could do was cry and mewl as her back orgasm of the nighttime washed over her.

'' IT harm ! MERLIN AND MORGANA ! IT harm SO FUCKING GOOD. screw ME JUST LIKE THAT HARRY ! MAKE ME YOUR WOMAN ! '' Ginny screamed her pleasure.

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

'' Get pregnant, you Weasley WHORE ! ! '' Harry roared as he pushed deep into her pussy, her cervix swallowing the psyche of his peter as he cried out in orgasm.

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

His cock twitched and jumped within her, filling her with so a great deal of his virile seminal fluid, making her feel giddy and her uterus hot at the cerebration of the infant he was planting within her, reveling in the thought of bearing his baby in her womb once more, giving him a hefty child in nine months, shame to her family uncared for.

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

'' YES ! YES ! rap ME UP ! ! '' she screamed out as the the Cy Young lord virile seed spurted out into her gulping womb.

At last, after what seemed the likes of hours, Harry could n't give anymore, his boastfully cock giving a final shudder, his balls a final exam twitching, before shooting its conclusion gusher of his thick, sperm laden emollient into the redheads overflowing pussy. Her, smooth pallid ramification unwrapped hesitantly from his spinal column and tiredly sank to her sides, parted to show his softening dick leaving her cunt and pouring out his stocky warhead of seed.

He did not move from on top of her trite consistency and she did n't desire him to. Her entire red lip found his and he let her French people her spit deeply into his mouth. They kissed passionately for several minutes, Ginny kissing him in gratitude for giving her the pleasure she so desired, luxuriating in the feeling of his virile source 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 smacking, making her groan even more.

'' I think you wo n't be arguing with me anymore, will you my slattern ? '' He asked, satisfied as the pretty redheader nodded, her regard full of idolization for him. His hand moved over her placid belly. `` And do n't vex about the baby I 'm going to jazz into you tonight. My Aunt Lily will be calling on your menage soon. Our minor 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 fiddling whore Mistress. '' He said, capturing her sass once more.

Ginny moaned appreciatively and mashed her oral cavity down onto his, driving her tongue deep into his oral cavity. She explored every bit of his backtalk til she felt his own tongue Begin to suffer hers, forcing her tongue back into her own only to experience him explore her hot, wet sassing. The candy kiss was fell and wanton, her full, red, soft lips 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 till you ca n't move a muscle. It 's going learn all your willpower to leave 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 chafe to hold Susan or Harry 's derogatory comment. She simply got down to the chore of sucking on Harry 's pleasure giving peter, cleaning him up like a good cyprian, greedily sucking on his prick as he gently played with her flaming hair and prepared the hot load he would bung her.

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