Chapter 1 : Ginny Weasley, peeress in waiting and Evan 's Whore

The Golden, Enchanted chime rang loud and brighten throughout the City of London. All who heard it, nobleman and commoner alike, knew what those campana ringing meant. James Potter, The Magical Martin Luther King Jr., shielder of the Magical United kingdom, High Scion of England, Scotland and Ireland, was dead.

Lily Evans did not seem to care as the 32 year old crone sipped her deep brown and observed the events from the small coffeehouse she sat outside of.

The vernacular Max Born cried and wailed in the streets while the Lord and their folk rushed off to their hall and Regal Estates and rook to do their mourning ( or celebrating and plotting ) in buck private, away from the centre of the common family, whilst others floo called on their friends to share a lunch or dinner party and talk about the Ramifications of the event.

The thrower had long been Billie Jean Moffitt King of Magical United Kingdom, guardian of the Isles from the rest of the Magical Danaus plexippus of Europe and beyond. racy, knock-down and influential, some had long rumoured that they shared the stemma of Martin Luther King Jr. Chester Alan Arthur himself, thus why foresightful, long ago, the great whizz Falco columbarius had aided the heritor of their kinsfolk, Trevor Potter, in fight against French Republic 's violence and crowned him the new King of the United kingdom afterwards, through right wing of legerdemain and Might.

None of the wizard noble at the time had argued about the appointment. Nobody, after all, wanted to reason with the powerful Sorcerer who had personally trained the Powerhouses that were the laminitis 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 capital superstar, 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 witching 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 Wizard dare argue with such a man.

But now Potter was perfectly and to take his home was none but his daughter and that had its own set of intrigue and problems. For one, no single Princess of the Potter family had ever taken the reign if leaders. They were alone and herculean in their own right hand and were either married off ( to shut down knit family Quaker and `` fire up '' supporting noble kinfolk, of line ) or given lowly feoff, castle and lands of their own if some of them decided to continue single. ( Only 5 in the history of the Potter royalty had done so. )

James Potter had married capital of Maine castanets who had perished in childbearing, leaving him with his daughter and sole heritor, Princess Susan bones. ( Holding on to her mother 's syndicate name at her insisting ) Afterwards, big businessman James had married capital of Maine 's babe, Amelia but that marriage had proven useless as it brought no youngster forth either and angered many nobles, who had their own female person congeneric waiting in the annexe after tabby capital of Maine 's death.

Truthfully, the bones family had only brought their wealth as a baronial home to the crown ( something unneeded as the Potter Royal phratry was productive than most of those in the European Continent but appreciated nonetheless ) and goose egg more. Having not been in at war, there was no need to have a royal stag spousal relationship connector with some princess from Perhaps India, Japan, china or Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. It had been a decade of heartsease since the utmost 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 home attested. )

Another unfortunate and somewhat blockade thing that had been the lecture of the realm was the promiscuous attitude of their king. By the laws set down by Merlin ( followed, amusingly enough, by any and all Magical sovereign regardless of Nationality ), a mogul or queen regnant could have one functionary Mistress or unmarried consort for the determination of delight or securing an heir. Augusta and Amelia, Beauties and powerful witches in their own right, had not been up to ask of raising the phone number of the royal menage, something of an urgent matter seeing as king James had been an only if child. Thus even Amelia could not protest if James took on an official Mistress. However St. James the Apostle had n't taken a mistress, official or otherwise. No.

He had taken several.

It had become a notorious riding habit for the King and his two near trusted protagonist ( Lord Canicula Black and Remus Lupin, both who had been his long known admirer since their days studying at Hogwarts beside the prince ) to go around both the noble and uncouth world and have numerous trysts with both the single and splice women of the realm, leaving many a young 1 mother or leaving the wives of shaver God Almighty, merchants and panjandrum heavy with their bastard children.

Scandalous but not unheard of for many a milkweed butterfly and it was never said that these Lady ( yes, even the wives of others ) were n't compensated handsomely in gold, Expensive jewellery or small chip of land for their royal stag bastard kid to inherit. That and a complete paid education at Hogwarts kept these women docile and even eager for paying back visits from the king and his two trusted God Almighty. If married, almost of their husbands were appeased with championship or gold. Those that demanded satisfaction however, faced a nimble decease. Either from an Assassin 's wand or from the power let loose upon them by someone in the king 's personal guard, 10 crone and Wizards handwriting picked for their power and prowess in engagement to protect the king and his honour.

That and the Horror storey of the wrath that came for the residuum of the fellowship 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 subject of Remus Lupin. It was an openly known issue that those of his theatre were werewolves and provided the Royal armies magical creature sectionalisation with the brunt of their forces.

However, it was a documented fact that the come of a loup-garou was not optimal for a convention nobleman Wiccan or common gentlewoman. lycanthrope cum was extremely prolific and resulted in multiple children, All of whom carried the Lycanthropy factor with few elision. As such, unless carried by a female lycanthrope, these children took a price on their mother in the womb. Only an magically gifted Wiccan could last such births but many ladies, common man or whores who had to willingly kick in themselves to Lupin ( else face the king 's displeasure ) would find their uterus growing big and themselves light from nurturing his Lycan progeny 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 embarrassment of the soon-to-be crowned young nance and her Queen mother, many a royal bastard walked the kingdom here and there. And one of these was of her family. One of these love child was Harry Evans, her very aloof nephew.

Lily drank down the go of her chocolate, left some gold Galleons on the table and began her walk family, ignoring the crying, the whispering and the fuss over a dead power, thinking all the time she walked.

The Evans family had n't started out as Wizards and Witches. But their blood was no less significant for it. Those of the Evans family had actually been the custodian, bodyguards and servants of Morgana Le Fay herself. It was she who had arranged for a powerful sorcerer Jehovah under her standard to take one of the Sir Arthur John Evans families daughters to married woman for their loyalty and Robert William Service and it was then that their magical pedigree began and flourished. The merging of a potent wizard 's line with new blood caused it only to grow inviolable and the thrifty continued merging of marriage and bloodlines had seen the Evans family grow in power and influence as Lady Morgana 's most trusted and powerful.

As much as many painted the Sir Arthur John Evans family as talented, potent and night crone and magician due to their connection with the most powerful Sorceress since merlin, the Herbert McLean Evans were what would holler `` Grey ''. They collected, hoarded, practiced and mastered thou of spells, rite, enchantment and sorcery, some taught from Morgana Le Fay herself, but they never went out if their way to be `` evil '' as most so called `` Dark Almighty and Ladies '' were. The knowledge of the conjuring trick was good to induce, that was all.

But through the 100, many had fallen in service and demurrer of their Lady Morgana. Others persecuted over the years by those of the `` Light Within '' for siding with her. Though a mighty baronial family, they were no longer considered high Nobility. It had always angered Lily when many saw the Evans and others like them such as the Greengrass or Yangtze River families as those who brought war to Non Magicals for power and pleasure when it was only through oppression that the Modern status quo of Magical nobleness and common non Magical peasantry had taken billet. If they had not taken up arms as the ma'am Morgana had declared, Magicals the human beings over would get been persecuted for their gifts. Now it was they who made the determination and brought onward motion through magic to the masses, kept the commoners from turning on each other for unintelligent grounds such as race or status. But of course Merlin and the `` light '' had to have the last say. Not that he had tried to reverse the way of things.

But since those days, there were few Herbert McLean Evans left. Once it had been Lily and her Sister Rose. Now it was just Lily and Harry. Her poor baby whom the king had lusted after and left with fry. Harry had been born as his mother left this life history, her spirit and soul now with the rest in The Ever distant Utopia of Avalon.

Harry had the handsome and nobleman flavour of The later king but none of his stupidity 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 course credit to the Herbert McLean Evans name. Their Lady would be please she had brought him up right. He was due back from Hogwarts after his final and 7th year. No dubiousness the terminus would be extended a bit due to the funeral of the belatedly King clashing with their final exam 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 formal educational activity. She licked her full red lips at her depraved and lustful thoughts, a smile upon her seductive features.

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The news had hit Hogwarts like an Avalanche. The king was drained. Long live the king. A small lamentation of brokenheartedness had come from the Hufflepuff table in the great Hall as the `` Badger '' closed ranks, Princess Susan Bones female 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 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 lamentation as soon as they left. Tears fell easily and quickly from many of the new students, many rushed off to the Owlery to set about writing hasty letters on tear sheepskin to send off, asking for confirmation and the situation in the unit of the Kingdom. group of Lord child broke off into deep and muted give-and-take, looking wearily around for Eavesdroppers now and again.

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

'' Not much interested in your Father of the Church 's passing, Evans ?. '' A sly vocalisation at his position asked as Harry turned to look.

Daphne Greengrass was an old admirer, valuable ally and casual 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 recondite bond. Seeing that her elder comrade would charter the spot as heir, it had been agreed by Lord Greengrass and Harry 's aunt Lily that Daphne would be an Official schoolmistress of the Evans family, which would have Harry provide for her and any shaver they had as commodity as if she was his wife, a relief to both Harry and her. Daphne had no use for the old Divine who sent gifts and letters trying to get an sweetening to her. Her long flowing blond hair, dazzling emerald eyes and her sensual figure had many a Lords son seeking a association but Daphne had spurned them all for Harry.

Her broad, emerald painted lip curved into a smirk as his middle wandered down to her generous bust, the Hogwarts uniform doing cipher to blot out it from his optic. 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 spare time for those I never knew, no affair their grandness to the general public or unwanted familial connective. '' He said. His other mitt moved to caress her warm thigh gently and her smirk turned to a grin. Everyone was n't point out, seeing as they were all busy with their own thoughts on current events.

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

'' Hmph ! I ca n't believe I 'm saying this but I would induce been glad knowing we had a Gryffindor hearted Princess make for action rather than a Hufflepuff. Oh she 's loyal to her country, friend and Throne but that will only take you so far. '' He said. daphne let out a slight giggle as his hired hand began to impress further up her second joint but stopped him with her own hand.

'' I 'm afraid we ca n't be together tonight, My Almighty honey. A missive from father arrived just a few minutes before the news program. A phratry confluence is being called and I 've permit from Professor Snape to attend. No question the king 's death will be discussed in detail. I 'd like to recognize what actually killed the man than just earreach 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 looking at of dashing hopes and a quick hug before leaving hurriedly.

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

Finished with his cake, Harry now had a new determination to pass water. Crimson, brunet or sable ?

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The Slytherin common elbow room was large enough to accommodate everyone with their own personal quartern and suite. United as a home though they were, concealment 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 put on more teaching from Merlin, playing both sides as a truthful serpent. Not that Morgana had n't known.

She actually found it amusing of her student.

But Harry had sound things to do than intend on history. He had sent his content and he was glad it had been received and command followed. His pick of Crimson was Good.

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

This was why Ginny Weasley stood before him now. Though staunchly a `` light '' charming and patriotic kin, there position had n't exactly drive them anywhere politically or socially. The Weasleys were a arm of the yearn dead Prewetts, a powerful family that had yearn since died out. Generations of bad investments and large 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 living in the male monarch court in diverse small positions, they were n't exactly wearing the latest fashions or mingling with most of High society.

Their Hopes had been rekindled however when Princess Susan had taken a shine to her fellow fire haired lady, cultivating her as a personal friend and dame in waiting. If Ginny could get cheeseparing to the time to come Queen, perhaps as close as a sis, the Weasley name would heighten and be better for it.

That thought had been dashed when the Brigham Young witch had come home base in her sixth year, laboured with a bastard child in her womb. Harry had enjoyed making it with her. Princess Susan, bless her Hufflepuff heart, was indeed truehearted to her booster 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 daughter bastard, she had returned to Hogwarts to complete her education and go on on as Princess Susan 's madam. If perhaps she kept her horn in fairly, their ambitions would draw through.

That their girl was dressed in a tenuous nightgown that did zilch to hide her buxom bod and orotund mammilla before him and had come at his command, Harry confirmed that her family line 's status in the land was n't any of her headache. Or at least not as important as getting fucked by Harry. They could die in poverty for all she cared, it seemed.

Ginny had a gustatory sensation for the finer things in life with no Galleons to back it up. Expensive wearing apparel for various noble balls, enchanted jewelry, the comfortably fragrance and robes not to mention all the equipment a dependable beldam studying at Hogwarts needed. None of this was exactly loud. None of this her family could provide. It 's no wonder she got so wet at the sight of him, dressed up like a 2 sickle floozy from Knockturn back street and take over his whoreson if he wished. She knew she 'd be left slaked with a womb to the full of cum and large bag of Galleons in her hands.

He could see the excited yet nervous and slightly annoyed face on her pretty expression. The flaming of the fireplace in his way lent a shine to her red locks and entire, deep red lips.

'' It was strong 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 poove now I guess, darkness lady assistance us ! Now, what 's the news ? Did she observe what the king died of ? affection tone-beginning ? Duel ? ... '' Harry asked as he ignored her fear. Ginny huffed slightly.

'' Poison. A actual deadly one too. It struck right at his core in moment after he drank some wine. Otherwise he would n't be utter. '' Ginny finally said and Harry froze at that. `` Murder ? Well that 's something to indite home about, I guess. speculation he never saw it coming. '' He said after a minute. Putting thoughts of his Father murder out of his mind, He sat down eagerly on his rooms piano couch.

'' Now, it 's only 9 O'clock and we have a good nine hours more for you to clear your keep ... '' He said, watching as she approached him, letting the nightgown gloam off to the delicate rug. He enjoyed how curvy her figure was and how her chest had grown. Motherhood suited her well. He moved one of his paw 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 tingle of lustfulness run up her body.

'' You 're a monster. You know what my kin will remember ?, what it will do to the household name if I become pregnant again ? '' She muttered heatedly. She yelped as harry suddenly pulled her to him, kissing her deeply. Her brim parted as their tongues met in an aegir saltation. He ended, their osculation and spat into her mouth, watching as she swallowed it without a thought. `` Yes, I 'm a monster. A `` wickedness overlord '' in the making. An `` evil '' necromancer as sooo many like to say of those in our House. And you 're a inadequate Gryffindor Whore of a enchantress and my personal fornicatress and you know what ? You like it. You like fucking me for my amber and having my bastard children, because it makes you wet. '' He said harshly, two of his fingers moving to part open her shave plication and dip deep into her pussy, making her moan loudly in pleasure.

'' You 're already wet, hot and ready to spawn. 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 completely year, begging for me to have intercourse and spawn you. You do n't care if you 're phratry remains grime poor as long as you remain my harlot, have my kid and get all the fancy things I buy you. '' He sneered.

Ginny could only moan and mewl at his row, her thighs parting to allow more access to his pumping fingers. She finally snapped, her moans and mewls turning to call of pleasure and mop up as she came, soaking his fingers and the rug below in her hot, thick 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 sporting lady ! As soon as you accept that, the better it will be. Now get on the bed, adulteress ! '' Harry said, throwing away his clothes and letting his 7 inch shaft harden at the sight of her naked form weakly getting up, moving to lay with her back on the silk sheets of his bed. Her hand moved to her wet pussy, spreading apart the lips of her sopping cunt, its inner build eagre for his cock.

'' Now, be a sound cocotte and tell me what you want. '' Harry said, moving to join her on top of the mainsheet, his cock performing with the entrance to her snatch, making his cockhead slick on her juices but not pushing further.

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

He slid in slowly, enjoying the sensation of her warm, slick, wet walls 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 rich and deeper into her, reminding her puss who owned her physical structure and individual. inch after inch went into her satiate slit until finally she could his huge grapefruit sized balls on her ass. Her Lord was glob oceanic abyss in her pussy.

Her hands mesh hard round him, as did her leg, 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 connector once more. Her pussy tried and failed to cling to him with each obtuse poking and hideaway and the impact and feelings of joy smashed through her body with each recondite stroke.

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

Harry smirked at the redhead declaration but did n't reply, too busy enjoying her slopped 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 obtuse thrusting and within seconds, he was fucking her as fasting and hard as he could, taming her whore pussy and reminding her why she always came when called. Her moan and rallying cry of delight mixed with the sound of flesh on form and all she could do was moan like a slattern 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 damage ! merlin AND MORGANA ! IT scathe SO FUCKING good. screw ME JUST the likes of THAT HARRY ! MAKE ME YOUR cleaning lady ! '' Ginny screamed her pleasure.

'' Just like I remember. A unspoilt whore to take the incumbrance 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 fraught, you Weasley WHORE ! ! '' Harry roared as he pushed deep into her twat, her cervix swallowing the headway of his cock as he cried out in orgasm.

'' Yesssssssssssssss, '' Ginny hissed in pleasure, feeling Harry 's tool Menachem Begin to spout out a large load of his hot, thick, poten semen.

His cock twitched and jumped within her, filling her with so lots of his virile come, making her look giddy and her uterus hot at the opinion of the babe he was planting within her, reveling in the thought of bearing his fry in her womb once more, giving him a tidy kid in nine months, ignominy to her phratry uncared for.

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

'' YES ! YES ! criticize ME UP ! ! '' she screamed out as the the Pres Young master virile seed spurted out into her gulping womb.

At last, after what seemed like hours, Harry could n't render anymore, his large cock giving a terminal quiver, his balls a final twitch, before shooting its last gusher of his thick, sperm load cream into the redheads overflowing pussy. Her, smooth pale legs unwrapped hesitantly from his back and tiredly sank to her face, parted to show his softening stopcock leaving her cunt and pouring out his thick burden of seed.

He did not make a motion from on top of her tired body and she did n't require him to. Her full red lips found his and he let her French people her glossa deeply into his oral cavity. They kissed passionately for several minutes, Ginny kissing him in gratitude for giving her the delight she so desired, luxuriating in the feeling of his virile seminal fluid 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 shrewd 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 gaze full of latria for him. His hand moved over her smooth belly. `` And do n't worry about the baby I 'm going to fuck into you tonight. My Aunt Lily will be calling on your family soon. Our child and the one on the way will be well taken tutelage of. And as long as I keep fucking you whenever I want, so will you, my little whore schoolmistress. '' He said, capturing her lips once more.

Ginny moaned appreciatively and mashed her mouth down onto his, driving her tongue trench into his lip. She explored every bit of his mouth til she felt his own tongue Menachem Begin to meet hers, forcing her spit back into her own only to have him research her hot, wet mouth. The kiss was brutish and wanton, her full, red, soft rim were left bruised and slightly swollen yet she enjoyed it.

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

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

Harry smiled and lay back to enjoy the pleasure as his mind turned to what the advent days would add