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Harry's concubines (Chapter 1)
🕑 Added 2021-07-07 06:10:02 +0000 UTC14 March, 2006,
Ministry Of Magic,
Auror Headquarters,
07:55 P.M.
Harry Potter The man-who-conquered had just finished his cup of tea when unexpectedly there was a knock on the door and his newly appointed secretary Hannah Abbott slipped inside his office.
"Yes?" Harry asked, slightly irritated by getting interrupted, "What is it, Hannah?"
"I'm sorry to disturb you during your break, sir," she apologized profusely as she stood before his desk scared of her new boss. She steeled herself hoping that Harry wouldn't be too irritated by getting interrupted in the middle of the lunch break. "But it's Mrs. Malfoy. She is out in the lobby and very insistent on meeting you immediately, sir."
Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise. Narcissa Malfoy had completely isolated herself from the Wizarding world ever since her husband and son had been sentenced to Azkaban for following the Dark Lord. So, he had to admit he was a little bit curious about her reappearance and the reason behind her sudden desire to meet him. Harry shuffled through the pile of papers on his desk and handed some to Hannah.
"Deliver these to Kingsley's office and send Mrs. Malfoy in on your way out," Harry instructed Hannah as he vanished his empty cup with a wave of his wand to clean up some of the mess.
A few minutes later as Narcissa Malfoy entered his office, Harry's heart skipped a beat. He took a moment to take in her appearance. Her dark blue robes fit her hourglass form perfectly, with just a hint of tasteful cleavage visible. Her blonde hair with their unique black streak at the front were not pulled in a bun but were flowing down her back in waves. The way she carried herself with all that grace and elegance, she looked a completely different person from the desperate woman who had saved his life that night in the forbidden forest.
"Madam Malfoy," Harry said politely as he stood up to greet her. Narcissa didn't hesitate and with her head held high proudly approached him.
"Auror Potter." She inclined her head in greeting as she offered him her hand.
Harry now properly acquainted with the Pureblood customs by Andromeda Black took Narcissa's hand and kissed the top of it gently. He gestured for her to take a seat as he leaned back in his cushioned chair.
"Would you like something to drink, Lady Malfoy?" Harry asked trying to be a courteous host even though she had all but forced herself in his office.
"I'll appreciate a glass of water, Auror Potter," Narcissa answered smoothly as she placed her perfectly manicured hands on her crossed legs.
Harry clicked his fingers and a glass of water on a tray materialized before her courtesy of one of the many elves working in the ministry.
"Now, how can I be of service Madam?" Harry asked as Narcissa sipped the glass of cold lemon water.
Narcissa's back straightened at his formal tone. The composed noblewoman now suddenly looked a bit nervous, with her thumbs rapidly tapping over her clenched knuckles in a clear sign of agitation.
"It's about Draco, Auror Potter," Narcissa hesitantly began. "My son, he's not well. Every day he spends in Azkaban, the dementors are destroying his mind. Last week, he couldn't even remember that I am his mother. You need to get him another trial, Harry. It's been six months already. Draco doesn't deserve to waste away on that horrible island." Narcissa begged him miserably as her dignified Pureblood persona completely vanished revealing a desperate mother worried sick for her only child's life.
Harry gritted his teeth in frustration. He himself sympathized with the poor woman. Draco was a cunt of that there was no doubt, but he didn't warrant a life sentence in Azkaban unlike his father. Harry had tried his best to convince the Wizengamot to give Draco a light sentence but surprisingly for once his status was of no use. The Lords had wanted to make a clear example of the defeated Death Eaters so that in the future all witches and wizards would think twice before joining any megalomaniac in his reign of terror and destruction.
Harry leaned forward in his chair and folded his hands on top of the desk. He wanted to make sure that the Malfoy matriarch understood that he was truly powerless.
"I'm afraid you have wasted your time by coming here, Madam. I had already submitted a application for Draco's retrial. Beyond that my hands are tied up in this matter. It were the Lords of the Wizengamot who had convicted your son. And it is in their hands whether Draco merits another trial."
Narcissa let out a shuddering breath. Ofcourse she already understood that. Once again she cursed Lucius to seven hell's for following the Dark Lord. The Malfoys had led the largest Dark faction in the history of Wizengamot before the Dark Lord's rebirth. They were so powerful that every proposal needed their blessing to get approved. But now they had no power. All the lords who had willingly followed Voldemort had not only been stripped from their position in the chamber but had also lost their ancestral seats. They had been replaced with people who had fought in the war for the light side. The likes of the blood-traitor Weasley and the mudblood Granger now had voices in how to steer their world.
Still Narcissa knew that she couldn't admit defeat yet. Her precious Dragon's future depended on this meeting. She was no simpleton to waste her time on a dead end. She wouldn't have come here unless she had every belief that Potter could secure her son his freedom. And she wouldn't leave this place without the guarantee that her son will be home soon.
"I had saved your life that night, Auror Potter. If not for me, your body would be lying dead rotten somewhere in the forest. And this is how you repaid your debt to me?" Narcissa asked in a bitter voice.
Harry's eyes narrowed in anger and he glared daggers at the ungrateful woman. "Yes, you did save my life. I'll always be grateful for that. But I have already paid my debt when I made sure that Draco didn't join his father on a one-way walk through the veil." Harry countered venomously.
Narcissa shivered as Harry's anger caused his magic to materialize and cover his body like a cloak.
"You can show yourself out, Lady Malfoy." Harry said in a clear dismissal as he picked up his quill and began scratching away on the mountain of pages on his desk.
Narcissa's eyes widened in horror as her plan to guilt Harry backfired. "W-wait! No please, I apologize for my rudeness Auror Potter. Please, just give me another chance. I beg you." She pleaded desperately.
Harry placed his quill back in the inkpot as he waved for her to continue.
Narcissa took a deep breath. Draco needed her to succeed no matter the cost. "Auror Potter, I wish to ask you a favor. I want you to use your considerable influence with the Lords of the Wizengamot to change Draco's life sentence in Azkaban to a house arrest."
Harry's eyebrows raised in surprise. He snorted in amusement. "Mrs. Malfoy, Do you even realize what you are asking of me? I would have to owealmost the entire Wizengamot a major favor to secure your son a house arrest, even if it would be for all his remaining life. Why on earth would you believe that I would do that?" Harry asked in mirth interested to hear her answer.
Narcissa raised her head high. "In return for your service House Malfoy would become a vassal for House Potter for perpetuity." She said proudly convinced beyond doubt that Harry would be a fool to refuse her offer.
Harry sobered up quickly. Even though the Malfoy's had lost a lot of their prestige due to the war it couldn't be denied that they were still a powerful house if someone accounted their material wealth.
"That's an interesting proposal, Madam," Harry said slowly but as the corner of her mouth lifted in a small smile his mind flashed back to her earlier manipulation and he changed his approach. "But unfortunately it wouldn't be enough. There is no Malfoy family besides you and Draco and I have no guarantee that Draco would honor your word."
Her smug little smile died an ugly death. "No, he will honor our deal, Auror Potter. I'll make sure he does once he's out of prison." Narcissa tried desperately to convince him.
Harry amused with her desperation maintained his neutral expression. "Unfortunately Ma'am, I'll need some kind of foolproof guarantee from you before I risk my reputation for your son."
Narcissa cocked her head to the side, considering his words. She had no money or valuable trinkets to her name. The Malfoy vault was only accessible to the male members of the family. She had a few priceless tomes and artifacts but she was sure that the boy who lived would just accuse her of harboring dark magic.
A minute later she straightened her shoulders in resolve as the only path available to her cleared.
"I will sign a concubine contract, Auror Potter. In return for my son's release from Azkaban, I'll belong to you, body, mind, and soul for all my remaining life." She said confidently as she offered him herself.
Harry had to admit he was very surprised by the woman's dedication to her son. A concubine act was a new act that Minister Shacklebolt had proposed to the Wizengamot to help increase the population of Wizarding world which had suffered drastically from two major wars in the past 60 years. According to the act, a man can have concubines along with a single wife. Any child from the concubine will not be a burden to the father as the ministry would take responsibility for the money required for the child's welfare. But every fertile man was obligated to sire atleast 10 children within the next quarter of century. lt was a bit archaic but necessary for their world's survival.
Harry nodded at her words in consideration. "I wonder how you know such a secret, Madam. But still that will be enough of a fail-safe. Ginny and I have talked about it and we understand that when this motion passed, I would have to take a concubine to fulfill my duty."
A slow grin spread across his face at the thought of banging Malfoy's mom as his eyes roamed over her body hungrily. "Yes, you'll do very nicely, Madam. You are still quite beautiful." Harry said as stood up and walked up to her.
Harry extended her his hands. "Come-on, get up. And from now on just call me Harry." He ordered as he waved his wand to lock his office.
Narcissa took his hand with a little hesitation and got up from her chair. Immediately, Harry turned on his heels sharply and apparated them away to the master bedroom of Black manor, his current home.
"You'll know this place from your youth, right, Mrs. Malfoy?" Harry asked her curiously as he kicked off his boots.
"It's the Black Manor. I used to come here with my parents when Lord Arcturus hosted a family event." Narcissa replied as she looked around the room, lost in the memories of the past.
"Yes. I've been living here for some time. Sirius Black left it to me in his will." Harry informed as he pulled off his Auror robe and the white shirt underneath it.
Narcissa finally focused on what he was doing. A large blush covered her pale cheeks as she realized that he intend to receive his payment right this instant. She took a step back as Harry unbuttoned and pulled down his pants and underwear in one go, leaving him naked in his birthday suit.
Narcissa's eyes widened in disbelief as Harry's tool stood at attention in front of her eyes. It was so huge. She had no idea how it was going to fit inside her without destroying her insides. She realized that she was definitely in over her head now!
Harry meanwhile stalked towards her like a predator closing in on his prey. He waved his holly wand and all the clothing on Narcissa's body vanished leaving her completely exposed and a little vulnerable.
"So beautiful." Harry whispered distractedly as he looked at the older woman's body. Her breasts were larger than Ginny's and without any hint of sagging, they were capped with round pink nipples, Harry thought they were begging to be sucked as he stared completely mesmerized.
And then Harry kissed her deeply, pushing her backwards as he lead her towards his bed. He wrapped his hands around her ass and raised her in the air. As her mind blanked from the wonderful kiss and his hands on her ass massaging and kneading her flesh, Harry tossed her on the king size bed.
Narcissa felt Harry get on the bed behind her. He turned her around roughly so that she was lying on her back with her legs raised in the air. He then knelt right between her legs so that his hot breath blew right on her dripping wet pussy.
"Har- Harry!" She groaned impatiently as he kissed her up her legs, all the way to her upper thighs but stopped just as his lips neared her mound. He licked and massaged her there for a few minutes as her groans increased and she started to buck and thrash her hips to force his lips on her gushing cunt.
Finally, Harry decided that he had teased the poor woman enough. And he burrowed his tongue deep in her pussy making her cry out in pleasure. With his finger rubbing her clit, he started lapping her juices making Cissy clench aher legs around his neck pushing his face deeper into her sweet spot.
However she soon came undone, as a orgasm broke through her with a force of a tsunami when he gave her a playful little bite on her clit, resulting in her squirting directly on his face. One after another jet of nectar of her pussy cum landed on his face and shoulders completely drenching his body.
"I'm so s-sorry... " Narcissa tried to apologize for her embarrassing accident but Harry stopped her in the most delicious way as he forced his tongue in her mouth. Tasting her juices on Harry's tongue as her tongue lost quickly in the battle of dominance, doubled her excitement.
Now it was time for the main event.
“Is this what you wanted, Cissy?” Harry growled, positioning himself just outside of her entrance. “For me to take you? Claim you? Make you my concubine?”
“Yes.” She whined pathetically in need as she tried to pull him closer. Her body was on fire, and the smug bastard was teasing her? His cock was right there. Did he have any idea how long it had been since she had someone inside of her? Her pussy had been empty for such a long time, after all Lucius had never been able to properly fill her.
“Are you sure?” He was definitely smiling now as he teased himself on her snatch, rubbing his head against her clit.
"Please Harry! Fill me with your big dick! Fuck me as hard as you want Harrrrry!" Her passionate demand was finally fulfilled as Harry pulled her to the end of bed and forced her on her hands and knees with her ass raised high in the air facing him. With a hard thrust, Harry sheathed himself to the hilt in her eager cunt.
Cissy's heart pounded in her chest, as Harry slowly pulled his penis back inch-by-inch, until only the tip was inside. Then he slammed back inside. He did it again and again until he was thrusting in and out of her pussy with wild abandon.
Suddenly Harry grabbed her hair in his hand and pulled her up so that her back was pressing against his chest as he pounded her from behind. Her tits bounced in the air with each thrust and Harry's other hand slipped down her stomach to her clitoris as he rubbed it to push her to the edge. Narcissa looked down to see his penis disappearing in and out of her in a blur.
The sexy sight made Cissy's inner walls clench forcing Harry to grit his teeth from the pleasure. He pushed her on the back back so once again she was on her hands and knees. With one hand bunching up her hair, he began to slap her ass with his other hand. Her pleasure doubled from the spanking. She pushed her hips back to meet his every thrust. Her hands pressed on his thighs pulling him in her faster.
Finally, Harry couldn't take anymore. "I'm cumming." He breathed in her ear.
In response Cissy's inner muscles tightened around him in a vice-like grip trying their best to milk him. He then fired his load deep inside her. The feeling of hot cum splashing on her inner walls was enough to push Cissy to her edge as she felt her entire womb fill up with his cum causing her to shudder and thrust as much as she could around his dick.
Both of them collapsed on the bed, on top of each other. Harry meanwhile popped his cock out of Cissy's pussy as she laid underneath him panting, like she'd just run a marathon. Harry dropped down beside her and pulled her in his arms as she began to snore in sleep.
Waving his hand in the air, Harry covered them up in a blanket as they both drifted off to sleep.
