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The Prince of Slytherin CH.6
🕑 Added 2023-12-22 03:47:07 +0000 UTC3rd September, 1991,
05:39 P.M.
Flashing Harry a sexy smile, Pansy opened her mouth wide and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, starting to suck his dick. She bobbed her head up and down on his length, earning herself a loud grunt of pleasure every time she took him a little deeper with each bob. Finally, after a minute of trying to go further and further down on him, Pansy managed to swallow Harry's thick pole down to the base. She made a satisfied sound as the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat and then held herself there, deep-throating him.
Harry watched in wonder as Pansy sucked his cock down to the hilt, choking and gagging pathetically as she did so. Her small, petite face turned red from the effort, but she remained in place determinedly until she finally pulled off of him. As his cock popped free from her mouth, Pansy coughed and sputtered, a string of saliva connecting her pink lips to the bulbous head of his cock as she tried to catch her breath.
While Pansy recovered, Harry couldn't help but shake his head in amazement as he looked down at her. "Oh my god! What has come on to you, Pansy?" he asked her in an awed voice.
Pansy giggled and shook her head in response, "Nothing, Harry. I just really want to suck your cock."
Her answer caused Harry to let out a small chuckle. "Okay, well, I don't have a problem with that," he said to Pansy, smiling. "But couldn't you have waited until we were back at Hogwarts? Because I'm pretty sure we have an audience right now," he informed her, jerking his head in the direction of the vault door where Vivienne was staring at them with wide, shocked eyes.
Pansy's lips twitched upward in amusement as she met the eyes of the female goblin and observed the jealousy there. She shot the detestable creature a challenging smirk and possessively wrapped her hand around Harry's member.
"Do you see this?" she mouthed silently to the she-goblin as she started to pump Harry's shaft up and down. "He's mine, so back off, bitch."
Pansy's actions caused Vivienne's amber eyes to narrow dangerously. She let out an angry hiss and stormed away, resembling an angry kitten.
Meanwhile, Harry observed the interaction between the two girls with amusement. It didn't take him long to figure out what was going on here. Once Vivienne had left, he looked down at Pansy with raised eyebrows. "So, that's what this is about? You started this to make her jealous?"
Pansy blushed red in chagrin as she realized Harry had figured out her scheme. She stopped stroking his cock for a second before glancing up at him, biting her lips nervously. "You're not angry with me, are you, Harry? I only did this because you were showing an interest in her."
A teasing smile began to play on Harry's lips in response to Pansy's admission. "And you didn't like that, huh? It made you jealous?" He chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood.
Pansy shifted uncomfortably on her knees, her blush deepening. "Well, I just... I didn't want her thinking she could waltz in and take you away without a fight."
Harry's amusement grew, and he shook his head. "Pansy, you didn't need to resort to such tricks. It was just a little bit of harmless flirting between Vivienne and me," he grinned, attempting to ease the tension. "But for the record, I appreciate the effort. It's kind of cute."
Pansy's expression shifted from embarrassment to a mixture of relief and surprise. "You think it's cute?" she asked
"Yeah," Harry replied with a genuine smile before turning serious. "But I should make something clear, Pansy. I'm not looking for a relationship right now. This is just a bit of fun between the two of us. At Hogwarts, I will be seeing other people besides you."
Pansy's eyes widened as she processed Harry's statement. She looked taken aback but quickly composed herself. "Wow! I... I guess I didn't think about that," she admitted, her blush still evident.
Harry nodded. "Yeah, I didn't want to lead you on, which is why I've told you now. So, will this be a problem for you?" he asked her.
Pansy took a moment to gather her thoughts, and then she shook her head, offering Harry a reassuring smile. "No, it won't be a problem, Harry. We're just having fun, right? No strings attached," she answered him in a casual voice.
Deep down, however, a determination flickered in Pansy's bright blue eyes as she silently vowed to change Harry's mind before he had the chance to meet someone else. After all, there was no way she was going to let anyone else become Lady Slytherin besides her, especially not after seeing the amount of wealth in the Slytherin vault.
Harry appreciated Pansy's understanding and smiled down at her, feeling relieved. However, his expression soon turned a little mischievous. "So, now that there's no more confusion, can we finish this, Pansy? I swear I could really use some relief right now," he asked, gesturing down to his hard erection.
Pansy blinked in surprise as she noticed the erect cock held in her grasp. For a second, she couldn't believe she had forgotten all about this and given Harry blue balls.
"Oh, you poor thing," Pansy apologized to him, giggling a little, "I can't believe I forgot all about this. I'm so sorry, Harry."
In reply, Harry smiled, shaking his head. "It's okay, Pansy. No harm done as long as you finish the job," he said, cheekily.
Pansy giggled and bobbed her head up and down. "Yes, yes, of course, Harry," she said, before opening her mouth wide to take him down her throat.
Harry's body shivered from head to toe as his hard, aching cock was enveloped in the wonderful heat of Pansy's mouth. His eyes closed in pleasure and his back arched as she bobbed her head up and down, wiggling her tongue on the underside of his shaft causing him to see stars behind his eyes.
In the end, it didn't take long for Harry to cum. After being hard for so long, he reached his orgasm within no time. Pansy made a pleased sound at the back of her throat as rope after ropes of thick, gooey cum landed in her mouth and on her tongue. She swallowed it all down like a pro, enjoying the delicious taste of his seed and not allowing a single drop to escape past her lips.
Finally, once Harry couldn't bust any more load inside her mouth, Pansy pulled back until only her lips were wrapped around his tip. She grabbed Harry's large cock around the base and began to lick his purple head with her tongue, collecting any few remaining drops of cum clinging to the surface. By the time she finished, Harry's tip was sparkling clean and glistening with her saliva.
Harry stopped shuddering as Pansy stopped teasing the sensitive head of his cock and released him. He quickly tucked himself back in his trousers, and looked down at her with impressed eyes, "Good job, Pansy. You've really improved from yesterday."
Pansy shot Harry a beaming smile at his words. "Thank you, Harry," she replied happily, getting to her feet.
The two of them then quickly straightened out their clothes before collecting any items they wanted from the vault. Once they were both ready, Harry and Pansy made their way out of the Slytherin vault and stepped out into the dimly lit corridor. There, they found Vivienne waiting for them at the front of the mine cart, sitting in the driver's seat. As she heard their approaching footsteps, she looked up from a clipboard in her hand. For a split second, Vivienne's cheeks turned a darker shade of red as her eyes met Harry's but she quickly composed herself.
"Are you ready to leave, my lord?" she asked Harry with a polite smile on her face, completely ignoring Pansy.
Harry nodded in response to the she-goblin's question. "Yes, we're ready, Vivienne," he said to her, smiling back. "I hope we didn't keep you waiting for too long out here."
Vivienne shook her head in response. "Not at all, my lord. It was my pleasure to bring you down here," she replied professionally before turning the dial to start the mine cart.
As the cart's engine rumbled to life, Harry and Pansy settled in behind their escort. After a quick check to ensure everyone was ready, Vivienne pressed the button, and they were off!
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3rd September, 1991,
06:10 P.M.
After an exhilarating ride back to the surface, Harry and Pansy parted ways with Vivienne outside Silverglimmer's office. The two of them then headed to the main hall of the bank to use the private Floo Network there for premier clients, enabling them to journey back to Hogwarts. Fortunately, there was no queue at the fireplace as regular customers weren't allowed to use it. However, as Harry moved forward to grab the pot containing the Floo powder from the mantle, he was rudely knocked aside.
"Oi! Can't you see where you're going?!" Harry exclaimed, his voice filled with outrage. He steadied himself, shooting a glare at the person who had bumped into him.
Instead of apologizing for her rude actions, the newcomer sneered at him. Harry's eyes widened in surprise as he found himself face-to-face with a dangerous-looking older woman. The raven-haired beauty glanced him up and down before narrowing her dark grey eyes at him, saying, "Get lost, Mudblood. This is not for the likes of you."
Harry opened his mouth to give this arrogant pureblood twat a piece of his mind, but Pansy beat him to it. She bravely stepped beside him and stared at the older witch with a haughty expression on her face. "Madam Lestrange, watch yourself. Do you truly think such words should be used in polite company?" she asked sternly.
Bellatrix Lestrange scoffed, turning her attention to the young girl. Her dark-painted lips curled into a sinister smile as she locked eyes with Pansy. "Well, well, if it isn't the little Parkinson girl. Does Daddy know his precious princess is gallivanting with such undesirables? I wonder what he would say if someone informed him about this, my dear?"
Pansy smirked in response, catching Bellatrix by surprise. "I believe my father will be quite pleased, Madam Lestrange," she replied with a smile. "After all, his daughter isn't with just anyone. She's assisting the new Lord Slytherin in becoming acquainted with the wizarding world."
Harry watched as Bellatrix's jaw dropped open in surprise at Pansy's words, and she appeared as if someone had struck her over the head with a bat. Snorting in amusement at the woman's reaction, he turned to the girl beside him and grabbed her hand. "Come on, let's get out of here, Pansy. I think you've blown her mind, and there's no chance she's going to snap out of this anytime soon," he told her.
Pansy nodded back to Harry in reply, her lips twitching slightly. "Yes, I think you're quite right, my lord," she said to him respectfully before turning to Bellatrix. "It was nice to run into each other, Madam Lestrange. Hopefully, we'll meet again soon."
The two of them then left a stunned Bellatrix behind and departed to Hogwarts through the Floo network.
By the time Bellatrix managed to shake off her surprise, both Harry and Pansy had vanished from view. Nevertheless, she scanned her surroundings, searching for any sign of them. When she couldn't locate them anywhere, Bellatrix let out a frustrated noise, clenching her fists in anger. The pureblood witch couldn't believe what she had just heard. There was no way that boy was the new Lord Slytherin; it simply couldn't be true. After all, the title rightfully belonged to her master, Lord Voldemort—no matter what the family magics dictated—and after his death, to their daughter, Delphini.
As she tried to convince herself that she was right and that the Parkinson girl must have been lying to her, a voice within Bellatrix argued back, questioning, "But why would the girl do that, Bella? It just doesn't make sense. Surely, she knew better than to lie about the affairs of the most ancient and noble house of Slytherin?"
Finally, Bellatrix let out a frustrated growl as she realized that her subconscious was presenting some compelling arguments. In the end, she concluded that she just couldn't dismiss the Parkinson girl's claim out of hand, no matter how absurd it all sounded. Bellatrix's brows furrowed as she pondered what she needed to do next. A moment later, her deadly grey eyes lit up with interest as she realized there was one easy way she could verify if Pansy was telling her the truth or not. She only needed to check the Wizengamot records to confirm whether the Slytherin seat had been activated. After all, that only happened when the family magics had accepted a person to be the lord of the house. Then she would know for certain if her daughter's secret inheritance was stolen from her.
So, with a dangerous aura crackling around her, Bellatrix Lestrange stepped into the fireplace and departed for the Ministry of Magic.
