Harry's Gorean Life Chapter One - Rewrite

Here is the new version of Chapter One, and it gives a bit more background on the changes made in the Wizarding World, as well as how things got there.   I'll be working on the next chapter in a day or so.

STORY TITLE: Harry's Gorean Life

CHAPTER: 01 of ?? Rita's Big Mistake - Rewrite

AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (red.jacobson@gmail.com)

DISTRIBUTION:  My Patreon, Hentai-Foundry, Questionable Questing 

DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers.   I also don't own the world of Gor or any of the concepts 

SUMMARY:  Harry discovered a fascinating series of books the summer between third and fourth year, and after the Tri-Wizard Tournament, starts to put the ideas into practice.

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster

RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Cho/Luna/Multi, Sirius/Hermione/Multi, Neville/Hannah/Susan

RATING: NC-17

WORD COUNT: <6,871>

SPOILERS:   None, if you don't know how the Harry Potter story goes by now, why are you reading this story?

WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, Dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.  WARNINGS: Partner Swapping!

AUTHORS NOTES:  Even though there are references to Gor, and the Gorean Society in the story, I have to admit that I'm only vaguely familiar with the books.  Never got around to reading them when they were readily available, and now they are too expensive to get print copies.  

HOGWARTS AT 16

Ministry for Magic

Lord Potter's Office 

July 20th, 2054

Early Afternoon 

Harry sat back in his chair, watching as Sirius and Neville read the papers he had printed out.   It was the forward to the book that they and their Kajirae had been putting together for the last few years. The book was fairly sanitized, there was no need to get specific about which of their Kajirae enjoyed different activities.  It was more important that they understood the underlying rules and customs of the  Magical World, to avoid the problems that arose with Grindelwald and Voldemort and young Malfoy over the years.   

He smirked, remembering the look of shock on Draco's face when he realized it was his own mother who cast the spell that killed him, but the idiot was jeopardizing everything they had worked for with his attempt on the Royal family, of course he was going to die!   And it was just coincidence that Narcissa had been the one serving him when the alarm sounded.   Draco had been so shocked at seeing Narcissa in all her glory that he hesitated, allowing the cutting curse to hit him in the throat.

Harry heard a snort from Sirius and looked up, guessing which part the older man had reached.  “The first weekend after you were cleared?” 

Neville chuckled and Sirius gave his barking laugh, “I love the way you describe a visit to the brothel, most guys would have been far more excited about losing their virginity, but you and Neville just acted like it was a Gryffindor/Hufflepuff Quidditch game.  Fun, but nothing to get all that worked up about.”

Harry laughed, “Yeah, I suppose the memory of our reaction was colored by the experiences we've all had since then.  I mean, when you have as many kinky women, including a Veela and a Metamorph who are eager to share your bed, getting naked with Hestia Jones pales in comparison.   Don't you think so, Nev?”

“At least you had Hestia, I ended up with Penny Clearwater's older sister.  Remember Fenella?  She was enthusiastic, but less imagination than Crabbe or Goyle.  I prefer to consider the first time with Hannah as my real first time.” 

Harry nodded, “Good point, but at the time I was still dealing with breaking the blocks on my libido, and would have shagged Trelawney if she'd been willing, so Hestia was just fine with me.”  

Looking back at Sirius, “So, do you think it's enough for the book?  I'd really like to get it printed and out to the stores in time for school shopping on August 1st.”

Sirius and Neville both nodded, and Sirius said, “Yeah, it's fine, but you can spare us the 'school shopping' excuse, we all know why you want it released on the first of August.”  

Seeing that Neville was grinning and nodding, Harry smirked, “Yeah, well I don't think the general public needs to know the reason I chose the date.  We know it was the day that the last irritant was removed, but really, who even remembers Rita Skeeter these days?”

The others laughed, but Harry dropped his grin. “She was actually lucky to be dead before I got around to watching her memories, or she would have suffered a much more painful end.   She had dug up some information that, with her usual skill at destroying reputations, could have given the wrong impression of what we doing, especially since most of the Wizengamot hadn't come around to our way of thinking at the time.   Oh well, good riddance to that ridiculous woman!”

With that, Headmaster Sirius Black and Chief Warlock Longbottom rose from their seats and left the office.    Harry called for another mug of apple juice and started a final re-read of the introduction.

“The most important phrase that our witches learn when they agree to begin training is “la kajira” which means literally “I am a Slave-girl,” and every witch who joined us was well aware of the meaning of the phrase before they knelt down for their collars. You see, contrary to the vicious rumors that Rita Skeeter tried to start prior to her mysterious disappearance, all of our Kajira took the bond willingly, in full knowledge of what would be expected of them.   

What Rita never understood, probably because she was such a poisonous person that no one would want to claim her, is that every witch who joined us, even those who came later after they were already married to their Masters, spent a year as a trial period.  They spent that year learning their duties as well as serving their Master as he required, but without taking the bond.  At the end of the year, each of the witches were offered the choice to accept the bond, or to reject it. Several witches have turned down the bond over the years and have been free to go about their lives.  We are still friendly with all of them, but they are not as close as they could have been.

Of course, none of this is news to you, but I include it for the benefit of those who are curious about how a series of books I discovered in the Summer of my 19th Year change not only my destiny but that of the entire Wizarding World, starting with my godfather and the man who became my best friend, and the witches who have joined us.

It all started on a Thursday night in June 1994, when my godfather Sirius Black confronted the traitorous Peter Pettigrew, who caused my parents deaths as well as many others.   I was also present as were the famous Hermione Granger, and our friend Ron Weasley.   It was mass confusion until our Defense Professor for the year, Remus Lupin burst in, carrying the Marauders Map.  

I'm sure you all know the story by now, how my godfather was sent to Azkaban without a trial, and the real traitor went into hiding for all those years.   There are still pictures of Pettigrew receiving the Dementor's Kiss hanging in the Ministry, right next to pictures of Sirius shaking the Minister's hand after he was declared innocent by the Wizengamot.

But what a lot of you don't know, is that, during the trip back to the castle from the Shrieking Shack, we were attacked by nearly 100 of the Dementors, and it was my Patronus that drove them away.  I didn't discover until later that night, that casting a spell that powerful, it broke a number of blocks on my magic as well as my personality.   Something else I learned I could 'thank' Severus Snape for.   It's no secret that the man suffered greatly before he died, and it still wasn't enough.   

The first break I noticed was the one on my libido, because I woke up in the middle of the night from an extremely arousing dream with a massive erection.   The reason I noticed something different was because that was literally the first time it had happened!  Yes, I was 18 years old, already through puberty, and I had barely noticed girls.  Of course, I made up for the oversight very quickly, but that's a bit later in the story.   

After taking care of the massive problem and washing my hands, I went back to bed and found myself enjoying several more arousing dreams, featuring Hermione of course, as well as Cho Chang and the three chasers on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team.  Hell, Pansy Parkinson even showed up in one, and I cordially detested the girl at that time.   Our relationship improved a great deal over the years, of course.

The next morning I hurried through breakfast, having a hard time looking at Hermione and the other girls, because I was picturing them all naked and smiling in front of me, and I couldn't stop blushing.  But I made it through the meal and went up to the Infirmary and stammered through an explanation to Madame Pomfrey.  Fortunately she was completely professional and just started running her diagnostics.

I'll admit I was getting nervous by the time she ran the same scan three different times, because she was actually looking angry.   But she looked up and said, 

“Relax, Mister Potter, I'm not angry at you, but at whoever put these blocks on you.  They've been there for years, and could have killed you, or left you a squib if you hadn't broken them on your own.   I can't believe I didn't find them before, but they were extremely well hidden.  Anyway, the reason you had such interesting dreams last night, and will continue to have them for the near future, is that a block on your libido was destroyed by the magic you used to cast your Patronus.   Other than a bit of embarrassment, you shouldn't suffer any ill effects from adjusting to its removal.”

I must have given a sigh of relief, because she looked at me sharply and continued, “Unfortunately, you are going to have a busy summer relearning to control your magic.  There were three separate blocks on your magic, leaving you access to less than a third of what you should normally be able to use.   Until you get used to controlling how much magic you use, you are going to have to relearn all of the spells you've covered since you started Hogwarts.”

“That's not going to be a problem, once I get a place for us to stay, Remus and I will go over everything so he'll be able to control his magic.”  I hadn't noticed Sirius getting up from his bed until he spoke, but it was good to know that a) I wouldn't be spending the summer at my relatives, and b) I would have help practicing my magic.

Madame Pomfrey nodded, “That's a good start, but honestly, I would suggest hiring tutors to go over all of the subjects to make sure he actually learns them.  If I could figure out who did this to Mister Potter I would be very tempted to forget my Healer's Oaths!   One of the blocks was actually a compulsion, so that his natural curiosity was almost nonexistent, and even worse, that he not actually try to excel in his learning! I'm amazed that his grades are as good as they are, with the handicap he's been operating under.”

The nurse went over other things she had found, but honestly I was too angry at the time to listen to her.  All the problems in school I'd had over the years, the difficulty in understanding the theory behind the spells, it was all caused by a compulsion?  Was that why I followed Ron in taking the easy electives?   I mean, when was I going to use Divination after I leave school?  And Magical Creatures?  Yeah, Hagrid's an okay bloke, but he's not a teacher, and the creatures he thought would be good for a 3rd year class were way too dangerous!   I need to talk to Professor McGonagall and see if I can change classes.

As an aside, the decision to switch to Arithmancy and Ancient Runes was one of the smartest things I ever did.  Without the things I learned in those two classes, I wouldn't have been able to create the spells that so many of you use on a daily basis.  So, you're welcome.”

Harry continued reading through the remaining pages until he was satisfied, and turned to his computer and sent an email to the publisher, with the file containing the introduction attached.   Once he got confirmation that it was received, he shut down the computer and stood from his desk, slipping on his outer robe and putting the pendent around his neck that was his badge of office.    Stopping at the door, he looked to the side and smirked at the faded newspaper article from nearly 50 years ago.   It was the Daily Prophet, and he could still read the headline, “What Happened to Rita Skeeter”

They would never know, and it was better that way.  He still remembered going through the woman's memories, and was almost sick at the things she'd done.    No, it was best that Rita remained a mysterious disappearance.

Opening the door, Harry James Potter, the Minister for Magic stepped through and headed for the floo, it was almost time for dinner.

HGL & HGL & HGL 

From the Memories of Rita Skeeter, late of the Daily Prophet.   Extracted 11:38 pm, August 1st, 2004. Additional Memories volunteered by Headmaster Sirius Black and Minister Potter.

Port of Dover, UK

Sunday, August 1st, 2004

The Miracle Queen

Rita had to admit, she was really looking forward to this, to be able to tear Potter down.  She'd held a grudge against him and his pet Mudblood, not to mention the wog and the lunatic, ever since they'd forced her to write and print that interview about You-Know-Who being back, and how it had happened.   She'd barely escaped with her life way too many times to count after that.    

Sure, the interview alerted enough people that they started fighting back against the Death Eaters, and the Dark Lord was killed by a mob in Diagon Alley when he appeared to lead an attack, but the indignity of being forced to write what that Mudblood bitch wanted, and not even getting paid for it!  She'd never forgive Potter or the bitch for that.

Unfortunately, the bitch was currently untouchable, since that bastard Sirius Black had married the girl right after she graduated.   Something else Rita didn't understand, sure, the bitch was reasonably attractive, but why marry her when there were plenty of decent pureblood girls around?  He could have done what any respectable Lord would have done and kept her as a mistress.   She'd love to find a way to bring him down as well, but the Blacks weren't to be trifled with, and Rita valued her skin far too much to risk it.

But Potter, for him, she'd risk a bit of danger.  There'd been rumors for years, ever since the Dark Lord was destroyed, that he was suddenly ruining multiple girls, a few mudblood and half-bloods and even a couple of pureblood wogs, so they weren't important, but then she started hearing names of good English pureblood girls who were being lured, or coerced into acts of depravity that almost made her sick!   She'd heard that there were things a Knockturn Alley whore wouldn't do, no matter how much you paid her, but he had managed to seduce these innocent girls into doing them!

What was his secret, and why hadn't there been more uproar?  But even when young Draco, Heir to the Malfoy family since his father's untimely death, was forced to break the betrothal with the youngest Greengrass daughter because Potter had ruined her, there was no outrage, not even from the Widow Greengrass or the Widow Malfoy. In fact, both women seemed rather amused by the situation.

Rita had been trying to find a way to expose this so-called 'hero' for the depraved monster that he really was, and, not so incidentally, get revenge for his treatment of her, for years, but he was a lot cleverer than she'd originally suspected.    He was also very, very good at covering his tracks, she would give him that.

Sure, there were suspicions about how Cornelius Fudge was 'accidentally' kissed by a Dementor when he was being taken to his cell in Azkaban to serve his sentence, but nobody could find any proof that it was anything but a tragic accident.   And when Dolores Umbridge disappeared without a trace?  The word was she had gone on the run because everybody knew that Potter absolutely hated her.  But then, if that was so, why wasn't her Gringotts vault touched?  It was still open as far as anybody was aware, meaning that Dolores was still alive, but the money had never been touched.   

Even when she found solid proof that the bills he introduced in the Wizengamot were designed to chip away at pureblood privileges, nobody seemed to care, they just shrugged and said things like 'He's the Man Who Won, he wouldn't do anything to hurt us' and other such nonsense!   Sure, his father may have been a respectable pureblood, but his mother was a Mudblood, and clearly her tainted blood corrupted the boy. 

It was pure chance that she discovered his latest perversions, and these would be enough to bring him down, permanently.  She was going to destroy his reputation just as thoroughly as he and his 'friends' destroyed so many of the Traditionalist Lords. Nobody, not even their Heirs mentioned their names any longer, which would have been unthinkable just 10 years ago, but it happened.  Yet Potter was far worse than anything that the fallen lords could have possibly imagined, and she was going to prove it. 

She'd been disgusted when Potter had taken that wog, Chang as his Lady Potter, sure, she was at least a pureblood, but she wasn't English!  And then he took the lunatic Lovegood girl as Lady Peverell?  Nobody seemed to have been aware that he was that last member of that family, but he used it to activate the Multiple Marriage Laws, which was probably his plan all along, to lure more witches into his depravities.   

It hadn't been hard to discover what poor girls were forced into taking the Consort role, he had chosen the disgraced Greengrass, Astoria for the Potter family, but taking the poor Parkinson girl for the Peverell's?  And the two of them actually managed to act happy about it when they dared to show their faces in public?  Had he used compulsion charms on the girls, or memory charms?   She wouldn't put it passed Potter to do something like that.    

Unfortunately, she hadn't been able to discover who he had put the concubine collars on, or even how many girls he was degrading that way.  For a change, the Ministry Records Office was locked up tighter than a Dementors arsehole, nothing was getting out, no matter what she tried.

But she had picked up some interesting gossip about Potter a few days before, that he had scheduled a two-week vacation, and was going on a muggle cruise, of all things.   That didn't sound like something he would do, so Rita did a bit of digging, and discovered that several pureblood widows had also purchased tickets for the same cruise.  She was practically salivating at the names of the witches, Narcissa Malfoy, Anastasia Greengrass, Imelda Parkinson, and a few others, all on the same ship at the same time as that damned Potter, this could not be a coincidence!

She knew that she had to get on board the cruise, so she convinced old Cuffe to give her the time out of the office with pay, and after she cast the mouth cleaning and freshening charms, she converted some of her galleons to muggle money. She managed to purchase passage but got strange looks from the girl who sold her the ticket when she had no idea what the Gorean Society was all about.  

So now she was on board and had to find out where Potter was.  Dropping off her luggage in her cabin, she cast her strongest 'notice me not' charm on herself and shrunk down to her beetle form.  Flying under the cabin door, she rose up to the ceiling and started heading to the main area of the ship. 

Rita wasn't paying a great deal of attention to the traffic in the passages, mostly just registering that none of the voices she heard was Potter's.  She was more interested in reaching the Grand Ballroom, where the attendees would gather once the ship was underway.

She eventually, after flying down a couple of wrong turns, reached the ballroom and flew through the open doorway and up to the vaulted ceiling.  She quickly found a convenient ledge to sit on and turned to look down into the room.  It was a damned good thing that she had a secure spot because she almost transformed out of shock! 

At first, all she focused on was that there were quite a few people already milling around the room, which wasn't a shock, but then she realized that every single woman in the room was completely naked, other than a collar around their throat, and, even more degrading, all of them were completely hairless between their legs!  What sort of monstrosities was Potter associating with?  

After she bit back the urge to vomit at seeing all these poor women, she started looking at the faces and realized she recognized more than a few of them.   It was no surprise to see Potter there, but Lord Black was there, with his pet mudblood kneeling at his feet, and Rita would have snorted if she could, that was a good place for the uppity little whore, but there were also several pureblood women kneeling beside her, the Carrow sisters if she remembered correctly, and the oldest Greengrass girl? And they were just as nude as the mudblood, right down to their collars. 

Tearing her eyes away from the deviant lord, she realized that, besides Potter, Lord Longbottom was there as well, with his wife Hannah and Susan Bones kneeling next to her.  The Minister for Magic's niece was involved? Did Amelia Bones know about this – how could she possibly approve of a member of her family being treated like a whore?  For the first time, Rita started to feel nervous about what she was investigating because this was a lot bigger than just destroying Potter.  Following through with this could bring down the entire Ministry, and nobody would be there to protect her from the fallout. 

Her mind was reeling as she recognized other powerful members of the Wizengamot and the Ministry, all with naked women kneeling at their feet. It seemed like the only Department Head that was missing was Arthur Weasley.  How long had this been going on?  She'd never even heard a whisper about any of these men, they were all perfectly respectable purebloods, but their wives were kneeling beside them.  She wanted to be sick!

Almost against her will, Rita turned to look at Potter, to see just who he had kneeling with him.  If she was in human form, her eyes would have fallen out they got so wide.  Not only did he have his two wives there, and the known consorts, but Narcissa Malfoy, Anastasia Greengrass and Imelda Parkinson, and, oh shit! That's Minister Bones kneeling next to him!  There were a couple of other girls, and the wog twin sisters, but Rita didn't remember their names, maybe she'd remember them later.

There was a loud horn blowing, and a man's voice echoed throughout the room, announcing that they were leaving the dock now.  Rita braced herself on the ledge, in case the movement jarred her loose, but she was surprised that she barely noticed a change.  Settling down, she kept watch on the goings-on, promising herself that she was going to get stinking drunk after the story was done, to try and forget what she was having to witness. 

HGL & HGL & HGL 

Later that evening

Harry's Private Cabin

Sirius grinned as Hermione licked his shaft, she knew exactly how he liked her to use her mouth and took delight in improving her skills.  He'd been stunned that the bossy bookworm had been hiding such a submissive streak, but it certainly made their marriage a lot smoother than most. 

He really hadn't planned on marrying the girl, he was just planning to offer her adoption into the Black Family, to give her the backing of a pureblood family as a way of paying back the debt he owed her for her help in capturing Wormtail when he tried to transform and escape.  But that changed when she came to visit while Harry was off on his honeymoon with Cho and Luna.   

They were working in the library at 12 Grimmauld Place when she stopped in front of one of the bookcases.   He looked over when she suddenly went quite, wondering what had captured her attention.  When he saw that she was looking at the shelf full of the Gor books, he grimaced, sure she was going to start lecturing him on respecting women.  But instead, she just got a really strange look on her face, before she took a deep breath and started stripping out of her clothes.   You could have knocked him over with a jobberknoll feather when she knelt down in front of him and asked if she could serve him.

Sirius had already read all the books Harry had given him, and found them interesting, so there was only one answer he could give, he gave her permission to serve.      

He had been delighted to discover that Hermione was a complete virgin, other than playing with the girls in her dorm, but she had an extremely filthy imagination, and the vast majority of her fantasies involved submitting to a dominant older man. Finding out just what sort of relationship her parents had made her fantasies understandable, and he'd done his best to make them come true before the left his bedroom.

It was while they were taking a break that he asked her to be the Lady Black, with the understanding that she would be his Kajira in private. She gave him a blinding smile and then shifted around so his cock was at her mouth and she started sucking him again. 

It was the next morning before they finally left his bedroom.  He had dressed casually for breakfast, but Hermione just followed him out the door naked except for her slippers.  He had been surprised to see that there were already people at the table, he'd gotten so distracted that he'd forgotten Harry and his wives were due back from their honeymoon the night before.   

Sirius was about to warn Hermione to get dressed when he noticed two things. One, both girls were just as naked at Hermione, and two, they had collars around their throats. Sharing a quick glance with Harry, who had seen Hermione coming in, he just shrugged and took his seat with Hermione sitting beside him. He had been impressed that Hermione, when she saw the others, just greeted Harry politely and grinned at the girls, lifting her throat so her own collar was visible.

Sirius had been rather pleased with the way the collar turned out since conjuration and permanancing things weren't something he had been good at in school.  Remembering one of the fantasies his Kajira had shared, he waited until they had finished eating and said, "Hermione, I believe that it would please me to see you welcoming my godson properly." 

She didn't even blink, just nodded and said “Of course, Master, I'm happy to obey.”

Harry had grinned at her reaction, and, to Sirius's surprise, had directed Cho and Luna to do the same for him. It had been years since he'd had the pleasure of two girls sucking him at the same time, since Hogwarts in fact, and it took a lot of concentration not to go off too soon, but he managed.    

It was later, while they were watching the three girls have sex on the living room carpet, that Harry had told him that he'd started training the two girls and a few others from the beginning of his Fourth year.  They had known from the beginning that he would be sharing them and learned to take pleasure in serving him that way. 

Harry had actually considered including Hermione in the group of girls he was training, because he could recognize her submissive nature.  But he decided against it when he noticed that his friend had a massive crush on Sirius.   That was why he made copies of the Gor books and gave them to Sirius during Yule of Fourth year.   Sirius wasn't sure how he felt about being manipulated like that, but since he couldn't complain about the results, he just said nothing.

He found out that Harry had found the books at a boot sale in the Summer after his third year, before he'd moved in with Sirius.  He'd already had the meeting with the nurse to check his MMI after the blocks on his magic were gone, and it was clear that that Jeremy's Law was going to be an issue.  Since he was already finding the idea of submissive lovers attractive, he dove deeper, finding out everything he could about it, and when he and Cho started dating, he found out that she had actually read the first few books.  

She was fascinated by the idea, but nervous about committing to spend the rest of her life as a Kajira, so they decided on the one year trial period.  Even with her nervousness, Harry still had the girl naked and kneeling before the end of the date.  He had told her, flat out, that he would have other lovers because of the magical imbalance, and she suggested Luna and a couple of other girls in Ravenclaw.  

The two of them seduced Luna the first Hogsmeade weekend and found her just as eager to submit as Cho was, even before reading the books.  That was the start of everything, as far as Harry was concerned, the three of them adding Padma and her sister, as well as Cho's friend Marietta before the Yule Ball.   It was after the Second Task when he and Cho seduced Fleur Delacour, but she was just as eager as the other girls to submit.  

Sirius had been a bit jealous when he discovered just how many different girls that Harry was shagging, but that soon passed, especially since Hermione had introduced him to her parents, and before the day was out, he was shagging Monica while Richard was sliding into his daughter's pussy.    And that was after watching Hermione and her mother have sex with each other.  It was a hell of an afternoon, and it had only gotten better since then, as they added Daphne and the Carrow Twins, plus his cousin Tonks as Kajirae, and he was quite content.   Of course, he did enjoy special occasions like this, when there was a lot of switching around as the Masters enjoyed the different women.  But that was for later, he needed to focus on Hermione, she was taking him close the edge.

It was only a couple of minutes later that Sirius felt the pressure build and relaxed his control, filling his Kajira's mouth, Hermione swallowed the first burst, as always, but pulled back and opened her mouth for the second and third.  When he finished, she turned to her sisters, Daphne, Flora, and Hestia, and shared his seed with all three of them, Tonks was busy at the moment.  All the girls swallowed and then they started snogging, as he had trained them to do.  Not that any of them took much training, they were all very familiar with the taste of another girl by the time they joined him. 

Sitting back, he took a sip of his water as he scanned the room. Harry and Neville had managed to expand the cabin until was large enough to handle all of them easily, which made it easy to enjoy all of the different Kajira, he liked that term, it sounded a lot classier than calling them slaves, even if that is what they technically are.   But Sirius didn't really care about that, the women were all happy, and none of them were mistreated, which was important.   

It was worrying about the possibility of mistreatment, as well as his refusal to even try and improve himself that caused Harry and Neville not to introduce Ron to the society.  The boy wouldn't mean to treat the girls improperly, but his jealousy would cause problems. Plus the way his mother dominated the household meant that he wouldn't have the support of his father, so, sadly they left him out of things.

Looking over at Neville, he had to grin picturing Frank's reaction to what his son was doing.  The older man had been fairly straitlaced, as had Alice, so they would probably be completely shocked at seeing him with his cock in Amelia Bones' mouth, while Susan had her mouth on Amelia's pussy.   Personally, he thought it was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen, and he'd spent a night fucking Hermione's mother while her father had her!

Of course, their lives weren't all naked fun times, all of his women, and Harry's, and Neville's were extremely intelligent and cunning women, and they were working very hard behind the scenes to correct a lot of the things that needed to be fixed.  There had been far too many Dark Lords rising in Britain over the last couple of hundred years, and a lot of them had their start in the Pureblood Supremacy ideology.  They had made progress, but there was still a long way to go.

Surprisingly, or maybe not, it was Narcissa and her sister 'grieving widows' that had done more to get things moving among the Traditionalists than any of the speeches he, Harry or Neville had made.  From what Harry had mentioned since the 'widows' were all wearing his collar, the women had been so enthusiastic, and explicit in their 'ladies day' conversations, that several of the women decided to try it themselves.  Needless to say, their husbands rarely had a problem with the idea, leading to happier home lives for the couples.  This also meant that the men were more open to reasoned arguments in a private conversation with Harry and Neville, because they weren't dealing with the stress of an unhappy marriage. 

He still had fond memories of the night that they got the House-elf bill passed, making it illegal to order a house-elf to punish itself, and requiring all owners of elves to come into the Ministry and swear an oath that they would obey the law.  Hermione had been so excited that she'd begged for him, Harry and Neville to take her at once!   His wife/Kajira was extremely sore the next morning, but her smile lasted for days. 

Watching his girls was getting him hard again, and he got out of his seat and moved behind Daphne, rubbing his cock along her soaking pussy, making her spread her legs for him.  Sliding in, he smiled at the pleased moans from the girl when she lifted her mouth from Flora's quim. He was definitely glad Harry had suggested this cruise!

HGL & HGL & HGL

Later

Rita wondered where her sense of outrage had gone?  Over the last several hours she'd been forced to watch Potter, Black, and Longbottom, and several other Wizengamot members degrading all these women, and she wasn't even disgusted anymore.  She just felt numb, but she would probably be feeling sick again when she finally was able to get out of here. 

The men had used all of the women, more than once having the poor woman satisfying two or more of them at once!  And the women all acted like they were getting pleasure from it, which was clearly impossible.  She hadn't really been surprised to see Narcissa Malfoy acting like that, she used to be a Black, and that whole family was little more than beasts.   

But Imelda Parkinson and Anastasia Greengrass? Those two were practically the pinnacle of Pureblood society, yet they were eagerly debasing themselves by having sex with each other while everyone watched!    And then they held themselves open so Potter and Longbottom could bugger them while they used their mouths on Potter's wives, a wog and a lunatic, it was obscene and she was really looking forward to being able to totally destroy all of these disgusting animals.    

Finally, after far too long, the men finished with amusing themselves and allowed the women to go get cleaned up while they dressed.   When the crowd had left, to go back to their own cabins she assumed, it was only Potter, Black, and Longbottom still in the room, with their women.   She hesitated, wanting to see if they talked about anything important, but it was just small talk as they got ready for bed. 

At last, Potter lowered the lights, so she could make her escape.  She honestly had all she could stand, and spread her wings to fly toward the door.  It was too bad that she hadn't realized her notice-me-not spell had faded during the last several hours, and Potter had extremely keen eyesight. 

She had just lifted off the shelf she'd been watching from and flown a couple of feet when she felt an explosion of pain rock through her entire body.  It felt like she'd been struck by lightning, and she plummeted to the ground, still in her beetle form.

She was stunned by the impact, as well as whatever hit her, and she couldn't focus enough to transform, and by then it was too late.  She felt herself being levitated and saw Potter looking at her, an amused expression on his face. 

“Hello Rita, what a surprise to see you here.  I wish I could say it was a pleasure, but I'm in too good a mood to lie right now.   You've tried to be a pain in the arse to me and the others for years, and now you've managed to cross the line from being an annoyance to being dangerous.  That's not a good position for you to be in, but don't worry, you won't be dangerous much longer.”

Rita wondered just what Potter was blathering about, whatever it was, she wished he would get to the point so she could work on healing herself.  Unfortunately, that didn't seem to be in his plans, as he kept talking.   And it was so distracting, because she felt like he was rifling through her thoughts, and she tried to put up her occlumency shields, it was no good, he just brushed them aside.  He didn't show any reaction to what he found, he just kept talking in the same mildly amused tone.

"In a way, it's rather fitting that you were caught in your bug form because there's somebody I want you to meet." 

Floating her in front of him, she suddenly realized where they were going as she noticed the terrarium sitting in the corner of the cabin.  In the terrarium was an incredibly ugly toad, and Rita had a sinking suspicion about where Dolores Umbridge had disappeared to.   His next words seemed to confirm it, but she didn't care, she had to get away...

“Rita, I'm sure you know Dolores, the former Senior Undersecretary to the late Cornelius Fudge.   She looks a bit different now, but I find it an improvement.  But the thing is, Dolores gets hungry quite often, and she really enjoys eating bugs.”   He dropped her in front of the toad, and the last thing Rita heard before the tongue came out and grabbed her, was Potter's mocking laughter.

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Harry and the others, who had been watching eagerly broke into laughter when the toad swallowed the irritating bug.   All of them had been annoyed by her persistent attempts to cause problems, but she hadn't crossed the line, until tonight.   Well, she wouldn't be writing any more poison pen articles any more.

Turning to the group, Harry said, “Now that the last of the potential problems has been taken care of, I think it's time to do something my wives and I have been waiting for since we married.”    He smiled at Cho and Luna who both were wide-eyed with excitement.   “Yes, tomorrow morning we will forego the contraceptive charms, and we will be starting the next generation of Potters and Peverells, so eat a hearty breakfast ladies, you're going to need it!”

End Chapter One