Private Lessons With Sirius (Revised) Chapter One

I wasn't happy with the original version of this story, so I decided to revisit and rewrite it.  I've added over 2,000 words, and re-arranged things, so I think it flows better.  Hope you enjoy

STORY TITLE: Private Lessons With Sirius

PART: 01 of ??

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

DISTRIBUTION:  Patreon Exclusive

DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. 

SUMMARY: Hermione is very curious about the 'private' lessons Sirius is giving Harry at night, asking a question about them changes her entire world!

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster

RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Multi, Sirius/Hermione

RATING: NC-17

WORD COUNT: <5,786>

SPOILERS:   None, goes AU at the end of Prisoner of Azkaban. Voldemort was destroyed permanently in the Graveyard at the end of the Tri-Wizard Tournament.   

HOGWARTS AT 13:  So Harry and Hermione are already 16 or older when they get naked.

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.  

AUTHORS NOTES:  A Patreon Exclusive to try and get this idea out of my brain!

Tuesday, August 1st, 1995

12 Grimmauld Place

Attic

11:30 pm

Hermione sagged in her bonds, her throat hoarse from screaming out her pleasure after the last several hours.  Her new Master had enjoyed her mouth, cunt, and arse already and so had Harry, including the two of them taking her at the same time.  She had also been introduced to Master's other concubine and had to hide her surprise when she recognized the two women who wore Master Harry's collar.   She had her tongue in all three of the women, and they had tasted her, and Master told her that she would be seducing several other women during the course of her training to be his concubine.  

She had nearly lost her mind from pleasure earlier, from Master fulfilling so many of her fantasies, and that was before Master had her crawling up the stairs behind him, and into the attic.  She had taken one look at that bondage frame and the rack of canes and other implements and nearly orgasmed right then!    Master had her wrists and ankles in the cuffs before she knew what was happening, and then he placed the end of the crop at her lips.   She knew what he expected, and placed a kiss on the leather flap, drawing a pleased look from Master.

Master was even more pleased with her, and told her so, when she took the crop without crying, telling her that learning to find pleasure in pain was one of the hardest lessons to learn.   She would have to tell him about watching her mother and the others, so she already knew that there was a thin line between pleasure and pain, so she was prepared.

She was still recovering from Master using the crop, a wide smile that she didn't think would ever fade on her face when Master placed a piece of chocolate at her lips, and she opened her mouth eagerly, knowing that the sugar would help with her energy.   She let the treat melt on her tongue, and then there was a straw at her mouth, and she sucked, tasting the orange juice filling her mouth.

When she was revived enough to stand, Master had his concubine take her to the bath, and then put her to bed.   She whispered her thanks, and he just smiled at her, telling her she needed her rest because Moony would be there tomorrow, and he would be enjoying her as well!   She closed her eyes as she pictured the three of them taking her, and knew she would have extremely pleasant dreams that night.

And to think everything started because she was curious about what her best friend Harry was learning!

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Monday, July 31st, 1995

12 Grimmauld Place

Late Evening

Hermione walked into the bedroom that Sirius had offered her and closed the door behind her.  Making sure it was locked, she stripped out of the tight t-shirt and dungarees she'd been wearing for the party and unhooked her bra, letting her tits breathe.  Pushing her knickers down over her hips, she gathered all her clothes and put them in the hamper for Kreacher to wash.   

Moving over to the mirror, she admired her nude body, her fingers toying with the metal posts in her nipples, giving them a light tug, before moving down and touching the hairless skin over her cunt.   She grinned at her reflection, wondering what people's reaction would be if they saw the real her?  Sure, the girls she played with got a glimpse of what she was truly like, but even they didn't know just what a horny slut she was!  They had no idea just what she would willingly do for the man she desired, and she wasn't going to tell them, not yet anyway.

Unfortunately, the one man she really wanted to show herself to wasn't aware of how she was, but if she had anything to say about it, that would change very soon.   She wasn't sure just when she had fallen in lust with Sirius Black, but it was probably right after she, Harry, and Ron had managed to convince Minister Fudge to watch their memories of what happened in the Shrieking Shack, proving Sirius was innocent of everything he was thrown into prison for, and Pettigrew was the traitor.   

When the Minister had released Sirius from the room he was locked in and told him that he was free, Sirius had been shocked, but first, he hugged Harry, and then he picked her up and swung her around, laughing.   She didn't think Sirius had noticed, but a portion of his anatomy reacted to being close to a female, and she was poked in the thigh before he set her down.

What she didn't tell anybody, was she had made a quick trip to the ladies and fingered herself furiously to the memory.   She was well aware that she had a weakness for the 'bad boy' type, she had known since she hit puberty and found herself masturbating to images of Billy Idol that she saw in her parent's record collection.  And Sirius, as filthy and scruffy as he was that night, was also a very 'bad boy'!

She had seen him several times since then of course, when he came to Hogwarts because of Harry being trapped in the Tri-Wizard Tournament.   It was seeing him in his 'Lord Black' robes, with his neatly trimmed beard tearing into Dumbledore and the other organizers, and making them back down that cemented Sirius in the number one position for her 'alone time'.   

He had been so dominating that her knickers were soaked and she had to run back to the tower and change her underwear.  It would have been embarrassing if Lavender and Parvati and a few other girls in the other houses hadn't been doing the same thing.

Hermione was already aware of the Second Corollary to Jeremy's Law, about the Dominant and submissive halves of magic, so the way Sirius affected so many of them wasn't a surprise.   But she was affected more than a lot of the others since she was well aware that she was a submissive.  She'd discovered that the summer after her first year at Hogwarts.  

She had resigned herself to her fantasies since she was sure that a man as wealthy and powerful as Sirius would have his pick of girls throwing their knickers at him, but when he contacted her earlier this summer and asked her to stay for a couple of weeks and help him organize his library and get the Black family home cleaned up, she had leaped at the chance to be close to him.

Her mum had just grinned and nodded, she was well aware of Hermione's feelings, and she wished her luck as she left.  Daddy had threatened to strap Sirius in his dental chair without Novocaine if he hurt her, but didn't try to stop her.  

Mum had found out about Sirius when the two of them had spent the afternoon while daddy was at work soaking naked in the hot tub and having a gossip session.  

That was why her mother hadn't even raised an eyebrow at her selections when the two of them went on their 'girl's only' shopping trip as a belated 17th Birthday present.  They had stopped first at a discrete jewelry store where Hermione had gotten her nipples pierced, and she had really enjoyed the looks she got walking out of the store without her bra under the tight white T-shirt.  

Things got entertaining when they got to Monica's favorite toy store, and Hermione had gone directly to the 'Pampered Pets' section.  She seemed amused that Hermione had wrist and ankle cuffs, not to mention the selection of anal toys and cock gag, but didn't say anything.  

Not that she would have anyway, since Hermione was well aware that Monica wore Daddy's collar when they were in private.  She'd found a way to see into her parent's playroom after her first year at Hogwarts, and had bitten her hand to keep from crying out her orgasm as she fingered herself watching what they did.    

She had been surprised to see that Daddy and Mum weren't alone in the playroom, her 'uncle' Nick and 'aunt' Ci Ci were there, and her parents partner at the clinic, Doctor Gary and his wife Lilah were there, and all of them were naked, with the women kneeling in front of the men, their collars easy to see!   

At Daddy's command, the three women started kissing and touching each other, the way that Lavender and Parvati sometimes did after lights out, and then they stretched out on the carpet in a circle, with Mums' face between Lilah's legs, while Lilah was licking Ci Ci and her 'aunt' was licking her mum!

It was so exciting that Hermione had stuck her hand into her pajama bottoms and started touching herself as she watched.   She'd read about things like this of course, but watching as her mum had sex with other women was completely different, and she wished she was old enough to be down there with them.  She decided right then to approach her roommates when she got back to school, to see if they would include her in their playtime.     

The two of them had been happy to include her, and she got her first taste of another girl their first night back.   Her first, but not her last, because she'd been with several other girls besides her roommates, and Parvati's sister Padma.  She'd been with Ginny and her roommates, and the girls on the Quidditch team, and even had a quick snogging session with Daphne Greengrass during the Tri-Wizard!  

The best part was when Angelina had tied her to the bed and used a new toy, called the living dildo, to take her cunt and then bugger her!  It was too bad that the dark-skinned girl was so wrapped up with Fred Weasley because she was the only one of the girls that were powerful enough to get her pussy purring.   Hermione enjoyed playing with the other girls, but none of them had the strength to make her submit, so she was always left slightly unfulfilled.

Not that she missed a chance to get naked with the girls, no way in hell! In fact, by the end of her second year, she had enjoyed everything she'd seen her mum doing with the other women, but she still hadn't been able to experience most of what Monica had done with the other men.

Sure, she'd taken off her dress and knelt down in front of Viktor, sucking his cock a few times for being such a good date to the Yule Ball, but her knickers stayed firmly in place.  Viktor was a nice boy, but not dominating enough for her to go any further. If she had given in to her fleeting impulse and invited Sirius, she was sure that her knickers would have gone home with him in his robe pocket.   Maybe she had been setting her sights too high, and try to find somebody at school who could make her feel the way her mum seemed to feel, taking all three men at once, and losing her mind with pleasure.

That was why she had picked up the cock gag and anal dildo, so she could feel what her mum had felt that night, and many other nights she'd watched them over the next couple of years.   Her mum had discovered that she had been watching them last year, and the two of them had a very frank discussion, which ended up with her and Emma stripping naked and fingering themselves as they spoke.  The two of them were even closer after that. Especially since they had licked each other's fingers clean of their juices.  And hearing later that Daddy had been watching the two of them had just made things even better!

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She had arrived early yesterday morning, after spending the first month of the summer with her parents, Harry wasn't there, he was visiting Neville for the day, getting educated on the Pureblood traditions.  Sirius had always rejected his family training, so he wasn't able to do the teaching.  Hermione had been a bit disappointed that her friend wasn't there, but that faded when she noticed what Sirius was wearing.   

He was dressed in really nicely fitted denims, and no, she wasn't staring at the way they covered his rear!  Really, she wasn't!   And she couldn't help but notice that the Rolling Stones T-shirt was tight against his muscular chest and arms, he must have spent the last year, since getting out of St Mungo's, doing some serious exercising.   

It was a good thing he was distracted arguing with his family elf, or she would have been embarrassed by the way she was staring at him.   It wasn't her fault, it wasn't! It was just that, the way he was dressed, down to the motorcycle boots and neatly trimmed beard, matched the image in several of her 'bad boy' fantasies that she'd enjoyed under the covers back in the dorms, and when she got home and could get to her toys, she'd enjoyed them even more.

The eye candy was nice, and she spent as much time as she could taking in every detail for future enjoyment, but things got confusing when Harry arrived home from the Longbottoms. She had been expecting him to be more relaxed, not having to go back to his relatives, but it was more than that.  He was more confident, but that wasn't it either.

It had been driving her spare trying to figure out just what was different, she didn't have any problems with the changes, in fact, she really enjoyed the confidence he was showing.  He had been circulating all day during his party and talking easily with all of the witches, including Cho Chang and Susan Bones...  That was it!  Harry never used to be able to talk to witches, and now he was completely relaxed talking to anybody.  

Thinking about it, she realized that Harry was flirting with several of the women at the party.  She had flirted back, finding it funny, but when Ginny and Molly Weasley had arrived to help prepare for Harry's birthday party, he had flirted with the two of them!  Ginny had gotten flustered, but Molly had actually flirted back, which nearly broke her brain.  

The reason Hermione found the flirting amusing was because she knew that Harry wasn't even slightly interested in her romantically, there was physical chemistry, that's for sure, and she was certain they would set the bed on fire if they ever shagged, but romance, there was nothing there.  The two of them knew each other too well, there was no mystery between them.  

It was kind of a relief because she was pretty certain that Ron fancied her, and, while she didn't have any interest in her other friend, it would have been awkward to try and date Harry.

Harry would occasionally tease her, asking her if there was anybody in particular that she did fancy, even confessing his feelings for a few different girls, including Cho Chang and Fleur Delacour, but she never answered.  

It wasn't that she was afraid that Harry would tease her, he would probably think it was a great idea, but he might let something slip to Sirius before she was ready, and that would be humiliating.  When she revealed herself, it was going to be on her own terms, not because Harry put his foot in his mouth.  

Dimming the lights in the room, she climbed into the bed and grabbed her wand.  Slapping the base against her palm, the wand started vibrating and she ran the tip across her nipples.  Closing her eyes, she remembered the time she had spent alone with Sirius before Harry arrived.

Fortunately, she managed to get herself under control by the time he lost the argument with Kreacher, and Sirius started teaching her the cleaning spells he was using.  It wasn't exactly a pleasant surprise to discover she could do magic out of school since they were in a magical home, but that was a battle she could fight later, she just enjoyed being around her crush.  And if she planned on reliving several different parts of the day later, when she was in the shower, well, that wasn't anybody's business but hers, was it?

By the time they finished cleaning out the living room and two of the bedrooms, Harry had arrived, and, after a quick greeting, he went up to his room and came down dressed similarly to Sirius, minus the beard and muscles, of course.   

They managed to get another two rooms finished before Kreacher had dinner prepared, and Hermione was glad to be able to sit down and rest after a strenuous day.  Just because she was using magic didn't mean it wasn't tiring.

The dinner had proceeded normally, but in her fantasies, Sirius had looked at her when they were waiting for the pudding course and ordered her to display herself, he wanted to enjoy her for dessert!  She had stripped immediately and, when Sirius pushed his chair back, she knelt between his legs and opened his trousers.  Taking his cock out of his boxers, she started licking the shaft, completely ignoring Harry who was watching her hungrily.

She took him deep in her mouth, her lips wrapped around the shaft and she sucked him as she pulled back.   She switched between licking and sucking until Sirius reached down and held her in place, plunging his cock into her mouth, fucking her face until he pulled back and ordered her to close her eyes.  

Hermione nearly orgasmed when the first rope of cum hit her face, and the second landed in her open mouth.  She swallowed what was in her mouth, and then she felt the last blast covering her tits.   She was nearly shaking with excitement, and then she heard his voice, “Cum for me slut!” and she was hit by the most powerful orgasm of her life, even greater when Angelina had spanked and buggered her while all the other girls were watching.

In her fantasy, Sirius pulled her to her feet and bent her over the table, his cock still hard.  She moaned as he pushed into her, stretching her more than the biggest toy, and his hand landed on her arse.  He spanked her as he filled her cunt, his other hand working a finger into her arse.

The fantasy was all too much and Hermione shrieked out her release, her body collapsing against the mattress and her wand sliding out of her body.   She lay there panting for a few minutes, her smile almost painfully wide, until she reached down and grabbed her wand.  Putting it under her pillow, she rolled over and was soon snoring softly.

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Not Far Away

Sirius lowered the screen behind the painting, blocking the view of Hermione's naked body, and turned to leave the hidden room.   Moving quietly, he gestured for Harry to follow until they were in Harry's bedroom down the hall.

“How much of that did you get?” He asked his godson.  

Harry smirked, “Enough to think you need to create another collar because Tonks is going to have company.   Even with my Legilimency as weak as it is, Hermione was broadcasting her fantasy, and I wouldn't mind seeing you make it a reality for her.”

Sirius looked him in the eyes, “So you don't want to make a claim for yourself?”

Harry shook his head, “No, she's probably my best friend, and we'd probably shag ourselves stupid and enjoy the hell out of it, but with our clothes on?  Not going to happen.  Honestly, I think you'd be great for her, you've got the experience to make her dreams a reality, and while I have the drive, I don't know how to train her to be what she wants to be, not yet anyway.”

He continued, “I'd much rather see her with you than with Ron.  Ron's a good bloke, and a mate most of the time, but he's too whipped by Molly to ever take control.”

Sirius grinned, “Well, we'll see how things go.  But, speaking of experience, you've got two lovely ladies waiting upstairs with my girl, so let's get back to your education!”

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Tuesday, August 1st, 1995

12 Grimmauld Place

Dinner Time

Hermione wiped her mouth with her napkin, relaxing and enjoying the pleasantly full feeling.  She had just taken a sip of the bottle of beer that Sirius had provided, when Sirius turned to Harry and said, “So, was Augusta able to answer your questions kiddo?”

Harry nodded, “Yeah, but I'm still annoyed that you assigned me homework!  Don't get me wrong, your lessons on the Black Family magic are great, but do I really need to know all this extra crap already?”

Hermione couldn't help her reaction, anything to do with knowledge was going to get her like Pavlov's Dog and she said, “You're actually taking extra lessons, Harry? What are you studying? Anything I can help with?”

Harry actually looked embarrassed as he shook his head, “Sorry Hermione, but it's something you have to be a member of the Black family to learn.  There are really strong penalties for trying to learn the magic of a family you aren't part of.”

Before she could say anything, Sirius spoke, “It's not just the Blacks, all of the old families, the Potters, the Longbottoms, even the Weasley's, have magic that is specific to their bloodlines, and very stringent requirements to be able to learn it.  It's not something that Harry or I can change, it's set in the magic itself.   The only reason that I can teach Harry is because his grandmother Dorea was a member of the Black Family before she married Charlus Potter.”

Harry added, “I know you think that magic should be available to everyone, and I understand, I feel that way myself about most things, but some of the stuff I'm learning, and the Potter magic I'm studying with the portraits of my parents and grandfather, it's stuff that could be badly abused in the wrong hands.  Just for example, you've heard of the blood boiling curse right?  What would you think if you discovered that a family had developed a specialized version of the curse that only affected muggleborn? Or house-elves?  Would you want spells like that to be general knowledge?”

She felt sick just considering the idea, and Sirius said, “Those are just examples of different spells that could be found in some of the darker families, even the Black's, dark as they were, didn't have anything quite that nasty.  But, the fact remains that for anyone not a member of the family trying to learn the magic would call down some nasty arsed penalties on themselves.”

“I'm almost afraid to ask what sort of penalties,” she said, still aghast that spells like Harry mentioned could actually exist!

Sirius looked directly at her, and she felt a shiver because all traces of the laughing prankster were gone, in his place was a Pureblood Lord, and he was practically radiating power, making her want to rub her thighs together.

“If it were a wizard trying to steal the family magic, he would be killed, after his magic was stripped from him and any of his own family magic was absorbed into the Black Family.   And, honestly, he would be lucky that was all that happened.  With a witch, she would be bound to the Head of the Family for the rest of her life, for him to do whatever he wanted.  He could kill her if he was feeling merciful, but the Black's aren't big believers in mercy.  The last time it happened, in my Grandfather's time, he bound the witch as a slave and forced her to work in one of the brothels down Knockturn Alley until she died.”  

He took a swallow of his beer before catching her eyes, “I'm not as bad as my Grandfather or father, but I would be required to enforce a penalty.  I'd probably just make the witch my concubine, and use her body to influence members of the Wizengamot to vote the way I want.   It's been done plenty of times in the past.”

She flushed suddenly, picturing Sirius doing to her what Daddy did to mum and the other women, and she started sweating, biting her lip to keep from moaning.  Stumbling to her feet, she rushed out of the room and up the stairs to the nearest bathroom and shoved the door closed behind her.  Barely remembering to lock the door, she pulled the t-shirt over her head and opened the bra, one hand pinching her painfully tight nipples while the other popped the button on her jeans and tugged them down so she could get her fingers into her knickers.    

When her jeans and knickers were down around her thighs, she reached out blindly, grabbing one of the towels and biting down on it as she shoved three fingers into her hairless cunt, pumping furiously while her other hand twisted the posts in her nipples, sending signals of painful pleasure shooting through her body.

Her eyes closed as she pictured Sirius stripping her naked and forcing her to her knees, his cock at her mouth and she started sucking, and then Remus was there, laying under her, and moving her until he pulled her down on his cock, impaling her and making her cry out around Sirius' cock.    Sirius pulled out of her mouth and knelt down in front of her, so she had to lower her body to reach him.  She wondered why he had moved for a moment until she felt Harry's hand on her shoulder and pushed her down further, so her tits were rubbing Remus's chest.  Then she felt Harry stretching her arse, and she shuddered in anticipation, she was going to take all three of them at once!

Just as Harry pushed the head of his cock into her filthy hole, the fingers in her cunt and the sensations from her tits overwhelmed her, and she fell back against the door, sliding boneless to the floor, totally lost in the powerful waves of pleasure rocketing through her body.

She had no idea how long she sat there, but eventually, she heard an urgent knocking on the door.  Shaking her head to clear it, she pulled the towel out and said, "I'm okay, I'll be down in a few minutes, just, don't worry, I'm okay."

Harry's voice, concerned, came through the door, “Okay Hermione, I'm sorry we upset you so much.”

She managed to laugh quietly, hoping he didn't hear her.  Upset was practically the last thing she was feeling at the moment!  Sirius didn't realize that he'd just offered her all of her fantasies she'd had for the last year, ever since she met him, on a silver platter.  But was she brave enough to take it?  And was Sirius strong enough to actually live up to her dreams?  That was the important question, and she didn't know the answer yet.

Pushing herself to her feet, she put herself back together and licked her fingers clean before unlocking the door.

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Ten Minutes Earlier

Sirius had kept his seat when Hermione bolted from the room, sharing a grin with Harry before his godson got up to follow her.  He had known the discussion of concubines would get to her, and deliberately steered the conversation in that direction.   He needed to let his potential pet decide on her own, he just gave her the opportunity.   Not that he had any doubt what she would choose, as aroused as she'd been since she arrived.  His nose, while not as sensitive as it was in his Padfoot form, was still able to smell when a woman was aroused.  It was one of the reasons why he was always the most successful of the Marauders, followed closely by Moony, in getting girls to take off their knickers.    

He'd been able to smell that Hermione had been slightly aroused all day, just being around him, but when he mentioned taking a concubine, she might as well have stripped down and presented herself to him, wearing a sign saying 'Take Me Now!' it was so obvious.  The only reason he would have turned Hermione down would have been if Harry was interested, but after the conversation last night, that wasn't an issue.  Besides, Harry already had Fleur and Narcissa wearing his collar, and potentially another couple of girls, so he didn't feel any guilt about taking what she was offering him.

Once he claimed her, he would teach her just what it meant to belong to a dominant male.  One aspect of the Black Family magic was that the men were always extremely dominant, a trait they shared with the Potter Family, so Harry got a double dose of the trait.  It was a good thing that Harry had already claimed his first two concubines, with more to come.  Harry's power had already been extremely high, and that was before he severed the connection between him and Voldemort when the bastard, along with all his Death Eaters, had died in that graveyard.

Well, if the girl wants to be his concubine, it's time she learned what she was in for.  Pulling his wand, he sent out three 'Adfero' messages, saying "Get here now, for a training demonstration."    The three women were already planned to arrive in about an hour, the same way they did every night ever since Harry had moved in.   Harry had already collared Fleur before leaving school, and Narcissa had just been waiting for Lucius to be removed to accept Harry's collar.  Draco wasn't happy, but Narcissa had transferred him to Durmstrang, which was a year-round boarding school, so it didn't matter how unhappy he was.

That left Tonks for him, and she only had to wear the collar for a year, in payment for bringing her and Andromeda back into the Black Family.  Of course, the way Nymphadora has been reacting to the training, she may just want to keep wearing it even after the year is over.  Not that he would object, it was fun having a woman who could take the appearance of any woman he wanted.   It had been a blast going ass to mouth on Princess Diana, and ending with a facial.

He heard Harry and Hermione moving around upstairs just as the wards alerted him to the arriving portkeys.  Looking over at the portkey area, he nodded, seeing that all three women were already removing their clothing.  “I called you earlier because there is very likely going to be another girl joining the training.  She has fantasies of being claimed and dominated by me, and now we're going to show her exactly what that means.”

Tonks looked at him in amusement, she obviously remembered just who was supposed to be visiting, while Narcissa and Fleur kept their faces impassive since it didn't affect their Master.  Harry had claimed Fleur, with her eager acceptance, the morning after the Third Task, and was already working on getting Cho Chang to join them.  

The girl had broken up with Diggory after the Tournament was over, for cheating on her, and she seemed open to the idea of taking Harry's collar.   And Narcissa, hell, she was already waiting for him, naked on her knees when he arrived home from the Hogwarts Express.  She had hated being forced to marry Lucius, and as soon as he died, the contract broke and she would do just about anything for the person who freed her.

Stepping out of the kitchen, he stood looking up the stairs, where Harry and Hermione were walking toward him.  Looking directly at Hermione he said, “I know you weren't even slightly upset, Hermione, I could tell what you desired from the minute you arrived.  And, I'm willing to give it to you.  But, you have to prove yourself by going through the same training my other concubine is going through.  The choice is yours, are you ready to step into a larger world?”

He knew the Star Wars quote was cheesy even as he said it, but damn it, he loved those movies.  And it would focus the girl on the decision she had to make.   

Glancing over at Harry, his godson looked slightly surprised but more interested as he watched Hermione.

The girl impressed him, she didn't even hesitate.  Continuing down the stairs, when she reached the floor her hands pulled her t-shirt up over her head, exposing her bra covered breasts, until she unhooked the front clasp and shrugged it off her shoulders, displaying her tits, and the metal posts piercing both nipples.    

He nodded in approval and her hands opened her jeans, pushing them, and her knickers down to her calves, before she slipped out of her shoes and stepped out of the last of her clothing  She stood, her head bowed, her arms behind her back pushing her breasts forward, and her legs open, showing the wetness on her shaved pussy.

“Very nice, now, step forward and kneel before me, your training begins now!”

End Chapter One – The rest of the evening will be in the next chapter.