To The Victor, The Spoils Chapter One

SERIES TITLE: To The Victor, The Spoils 

STORY TITLE: Book One – After the Chamber

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: The Part of Tom in the Diary didn't vanish, it joined with Harry's Scar.  This changes things in many ways.  

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster

RELATIONSHIPS: Harry/Multi

RATING: NC-17

WORD COUNT: <5,016>

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

WARNINGS: The women are forced to perform sexual acts at the orders of their masters.  You will see mothers and daughters having sex with each other, Being taken by multiple men at once, being whipped, as well as the regular oral, anal, and straight sex acts.  If you are expecting to see consensual slavery, this isn't it! The women are not going to be enjoying their lives. 

IMPORTANT NOTE ABOUT CHARACTER AGES:  To avoid the issue of underage sex, Hogwarts in this AU starts at age 16, so the characters are all over the age of consent when they start doing the nasty!

AUTHORS NOTES:  This is not a story about nice people doing nice, lovey-dovey things to each other.  If that is what you want to read, I'd recommend you find another story. The women in the story are prisoners of war, sold into slavery as punishment for their crimes.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Chamber of Secrets

Saturday, May 29th, 1993

When he had stabbed the diary with the basilisk fang, Harry was still dazed from Fawkes' tears saving his life.  If he had been more alert, he would have noticed that when Tom disappeared, something was left behind, drawn into the scar that was still burning.  Harry didn't notice anything until later that night.  And by then it was too late. 

Harry saw that Ginny was on her feet and stumbling over to him and he used the corpse of the basilisk to push himself up.  When Ginny got to him, she wrapped her arms around him, sobbing hysterically, but eventually, he was able to calm her, and the two of them, with the Sorting Hat and sword, made their way to where the cave-in was blocking the entrance.   They were very happy to see Ron's anxious face peering through a hole, and Ron's smile was just as happy when he saw them. 

Once Harry and Ginny were close enough, they were able to use their wands to clear a way through for both of them, although Harry noticed that his spells seemed a bit more powerful than normal.  He shrugged it off, there were more important things to deal with.

Eventually, the three of them, plus Lockhart, were flown up to Dumbledore's office, and getting Lockhart to comprehend why they were grabbing the tail feathers of a bird had Harry very tempted to see if another 'Obliviate' would remove the rest of the ponce's mental abilities, so he would forget how to breathe.   

Later that Night 

Hospital Wing

Harry was sure he was dreaming because he was no-place he'd ever seen before!  He was pretty sure he was somewhere in Hogwarts because of the look of the room, and the Green and Silver screamed 'Slytherin!' to him.  But he was more interested in what else was going on, he was sitting in a chair looking at two women, and one of them looked familiar for some reason.  The women looked like they were about his age, 16 or 17, but it wasn't until the familiar one opened her mouth and started speaking that he recognized her, it was Professor McGonagall!   

“How may we serve you, Master?” the young McGonagall asked, her eyes looking down at the carpet.

Harry heard himself speaking, but it wasn't his voice, it was older than he was, but it was what he said that got his attention.  “You and Amelia can start by displaying yourselves for inspection my lass, and then I will give you further instructions.”

“Of course Master,” McGonagall said softly as she reached up and started unbuttoning the front of her robes, and Harry couldn't believe it, she was naked under her robes!  He could feel himself getting hard, and the main part of his mind told him that he would be having sex with both of these women, and not for the first time.   

Turning to look at the other girl, Amelia, the main thing he noticed was her dark red hair, but then she removed her robes, and he got a good look at her tits, they were as nice as Susan Bones, and Susan could compete with Lavender for the best Hufflepuppies in their year!

By now, both women were completely naked, and Harry was fascinated to see that the two of them were completely hairless between their legs, and they were already wet in anticipation.  He heard himself calmly telling them to kneel and lift their heads.   He stood up and tapped McGonagall on the throat with his wand, removing the glamour that was hiding her collar, before doing the same with Amelia.

“Before you serve me, I believe I'd like to watch the two of you pleasuring each other.  You are to bring each other to at least two climaxes before the sand in the hourglass is gone.  Begin, now!”

It was as the two women turned to each other and started snogging, their hands playing with each other's tits, that Harry realized this wasn't a dream, it was a memory!  'Oh shit, this is one of Tom's memories, how did that happen?' 

He 'heard' Tom's voice in his head, but instead of the angry voice from the Chamber, he seemed amused, “So you are awake now, are you Harry?  I've been waiting for hours to talk to you, and decided to enjoy some memories from when I wasn't much older than you. And yes, that is Minerva McGonagall, your Transfiguration Professor, she's in her Fourth Year, if I remember correctly, and Amelia is Amelia Bones, she ended up becoming an Auror after graduation, and if I remember correctly, she's the Aunt of the Susan Bones you were thinking about.  It was a shame, they were two of my most devoted toys while I was at Hogwarts, and I ended up facing both of them at wand point after I started my rise to power.   They didn't recognize me by then, because of the foolish rituals I had undertaken.”

“But we can talk about that later, for now, watch and learn what you will be capable of young Harry.”

The voice went silent, and Harry turned back to watching the two girls as they kept kissing, but Amelia had her fingers between Minerva's legs, pumping her fingers into the other woman's pussy, while Minerva did the same thing.    

He could see that both of them were getting more and more excited, the way they were moving against each other, until they suddenly stopped moving for a second, their bodies stiffening, before they collapsed against each other, their bare skin flushed as they started shuddering, moans coming out of their mouths when they stopped snogging.   

Harry knew instantly what had happened, even though he hadn't had a chance to experience it in person, but seeing Professor McGonagall in the middle of orgasm was not something he'd ever expected to see! 

He clapped his hands sharply one time, and the two girls shifted positions, with Amelia laying on her back on the carpet while Minerva moved on top of her, her face between Amelia's legs and her legs on either side of Amelia's face.   Harry held his breath, he couldn't believe what he was about to see.  Sure, he'd seen pictures in a couple of magazines that Ron had gotten from the Twins, but those were just pictures, this was really happening! 

Minerva must have already become a cat animagus, the way she was licking at Amelia's pussy, and the other girl was just as enthusiastic.  Harry knew he would have a hard time looking at the Professor the same way after seeing like this.   But at least it proved the woman was human!   He was also paying attention to how the women were using their mouths, so he could have Hermione and Ginny doing the same thing when the time came.   And he was going to have to get to know Susan fairly soon, a body like she had was meant to be enjoyed!

In the back of his mind, Tom smirked in satisfaction, the changes were already starting, and it wouldn't be long before he was on the path to gaining power.  He was going to do it a lot smarter this time, because Harry had a lot of advantages that Tom hadn't had, including the Potter's being part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight.  That would give him a political base to start from, and he wouldn't need to go the terror route this time.  He would also need to retrieve his other anchors and re-integrate them into his soul.  It was creating his first Horcrux that had been the fatal error because it started him on the path of insanity that led to those foul rituals.   But that could wait until he was out of school for the summer, there was a lot he still needed to do while he was here. 

Harry had no idea of Tom's thoughts and plans and was so distracted at the moment that he wouldn't have cared even if he did.   Both girls had started using their fingers as well as their mouths on each other, and then Amelia did something that would have had him spurting all over his hand if he was awake.  The big titted redhead pulled her fingers from Minerva's cunt and started rubbing the girl's arse, before sliding her index finger straight up Minerva's arse! 

That was enough to set Minerva off, and Harry grinned at how her juices flooded Amelia's mouth before splashing across her face.   It was amazing that Minerva was still able to keep licking even through the climax, and soon brought Amelia to her own climax.  'I've been training the two of them, and several others for two years now, Harry, they know how to keep from being distracted,' he heard Tom saying, 'By the time I'm done teaching you, you'll have your pets trained just as well.'

Harry grinned, he liked that idea.   Ginny and Hermione would be the first of course, and then Lavender and Parvati, maybe Katie Bell?  Once he had the Gryffindor girls, then he could branch out to the other houses.   He was really looking forward to getting that little bitch Parkinson on her knees in front of him, and if he could arrange for Draco to see it, well that would be even better!

Tom laughed, “So you want to show Lucius' whelp who the Master is?  That's easily done, in fact, if you take a look at the mirror, you might be surprised at what you see.”

Curious, Harry looked at the mirror on the back of the door, and his eyes widened, he was looking at a large shower area, and Pansy was standing under the water, rubbing a soap covered sponge over her naked body.  He had to admit when her face wasn't locked into a superior sneer, the girl was fairly cute.  Harry still wanted to see that face with his cum splattered across it before watching her sucking Ron and Neville.   It would be hard to keep a sneer in place when the three of them were shagging her at the same time, and it would teach the bitch her place in life! 

Harry looked closer at the mirror, and it seemed he could see the faint outline of the spell.  Reaching out with his magic, he concentrated on Lavender Brown and grinned when the mirror fogged briefly and then showed Lavender sitting on the couch of the Common Room talking animatedly with Parvati.  It was too bad he couldn't hear what they were saying because they were really engrossed in the discussion. 

Feeling himself standing in the memory, he focused back on what Tom was doing and saw that the girls had both lifted themselves back to their knees, using their hands to press their tits together and holding them up.   Harry briefly wondered what they were doing, but then he realized that he had a belt in his hand, and he suddenly understood. 

He pulled his arm back and brought the belt swinging down, landing sharply on both girl's tits, and he stared as the belt made the fleshy globes bounce, and both girls cried out.  But it wasn't a cry of pain which would have been normal, no, they cried out in pleasure!  Were the two of them naturally submissive, or did Tom train the two of them?  And could he learn to train his girls the same way? 

“They were eager little virgins the first time they came to my bed, Harry, but that was two years ago.  Now they would go down on Dumbledore if I asked them to!   Both of them have already been in Slughorn's bed by now.  You wouldn't know old Sluggy, he was the Potions Professor before Severus.  A much better teacher, and, if you made it worthwhile, he would provide favors for you.  I used the girls to get a proper introduction to the heads of the Malfoy and Lestrange families.  The girls didn't know why I let Sluggy have them for the night, and they never asked.

“But we can talk more later, your body is still adjusting to the changes it's going through, and your mind needs to rest.”

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Harry spent the next week in the Hospital Wing under the eagle-eyed care of Poppy Pomfrey.  He spent a great deal of the first few days asleep and talking to Tom, who was not, contrary to how he first appeared, all that evil.  Ambitious, absolutely, but seeing his memory of accidentally killing Myrtle, and the terror that Dumbledore would figure out the truth led to his framing Hagrid's spider for the crime.    

He had to do something to keep the school open, he couldn't go back to the orphanage, not with the Nazi's constantly bombing London!  That was when Tom's fear of death started to become an obsession.  He theorized that killing Myrtle, even as an accident, and indirectly because the Basilisk escaped his control, had damaged his soul enough to feed the obsession.  Tom readily admitted that he was insane by the time he went after Harry and his parents, it was only when the large part of his soul combined with the remnant in Harry's scar that he started thinking rationally again. 

Tom also spent almost the entire first night teaching Harry Occlumency and helping him construct mental shields so he could keep Dumbledore and Snape out of his memories.  It went without saying that Harry didn't mention the fact that Tom was in his scar to anyone!

It was a good thing that the shields were in place, because not long after he woke up for the first time, Dumbledore was there, questioning Harry about the events of the chamber.   Harry managed to keep the memories he wanted to show at the front of his mind, and when Dumbledore looked him in the eyes  Harry felt the gentle probe and guided the old man exactly where he wanted him to go.   After several platitudes, the Headmaster had left, refusing to answer questions, as usual.

Harry was surprised to find out exactly how much the two of them had in common, especially after Tom told the story of finding and confronting his father.  That was the death that he used to create the diary, and his insanity grew worse.  The two of them went over the major events of Tom's life, and it was amazing that he had managed to hide his irrationality enough to be made Head Boy his last year.

He probably wouldn't have needed to stay in the hospital so long if it weren't for the changes his body was going through.   When the diary was absorbed into the scar, it also brought the magic that Tom had poured into it, and the excess magic started repairing the damage of his earlier years.  

It took a few days for Harry to get used to the extra height and weight.  From the scrawny boy he was, he now stood close to 5 foot 7, and a muscular 130 pounds.  He was still slender, but didn't look like a strong wind would blow him over.   The change Harry was happiest about occurred below the waist, where he now measured nearly 7 inches, and he was really looking forward to using it! 

That was a subject that Tom was more than happy to spend a great deal of time, both in teaching Harry how to control his magic so he could build up his stamina and replenishing ability.  “Nothing demonstrates your dominance and power like being able to shag an eager girl through the mattress, flood her cunt with your cum, and two minutes later be ready to fill her arse!  

“I know it's hard for you to believe, having watched your memories of Minerva, but she used to beg me to bugger her!  And she would usually use her mouth to suck me hard again right after.  It was a good thing I'd learned the proper spells to clean her first, otherwise she probably wouldn't have been so eager.”

Tom continued seriously, “The key thing is to make sure the girl comes to your bed willingly!  Not only will it be a lot easier in the long run, if you take the time to get her aroused properly, there is nothing she won't agree to!  Hell, I had pairs of sisters multiple times before I graduated, and all of them were happy to come back for more.   If I hadn't created that damn diary I would have realized I was losing my grip when I started encouraging my followers to rape and kill.  My original plan was to gain power through the ministry.  That's why I wanted Sluggy to introduce me to the Head of the Old Families, but I never even tried that route once I graduated!”

Tom went quiet then, and Harry laid back, thinking about what he had said.    When Tom started speaking again, he started going over the lessons in Harry's memory, and pointing out that if he wanted to achieve the respect and admiration of the women in the school, he had to do better at showing what he could do!  

He did have several uncomplimentary things to say about Snape's classes, and recommended several books for Harry to order, not only for himself but for his friends.  This would not only help them in the class, gaining their gratitude but since Harry was the one who was going out of his way to provide them the books, he was demonstrating his leadership to them, making them more likely to follow him. 

It was unfortunate that nobody had ever explained just how charismatic and persuasive Tom Riddle could be to Harry.  Things might have been very different if the man hadn't been able to convince Harry to be so open.   Tom was quite willing to discuss his plans to achieve power, but Harry never actually thought to ask him what he was going to do with the power.  

Harry never realized, until he no longer even cared, that Tom had made any changes to his personality.  Even when he woke up after a dream of watching the Dursley's being slaughtered, he just shrugged and thought they deserved it after what they'd done to him.    He even started thinking of different ways he could make it happen.  Of course, it couldn't be traced back to him, in fact, it would be best if it happened before he even left Hogwarts.    Deep in the back of his mind, Tom was chortling with delight.   Nobody would ever suspect the Golden Boy of being able to contemplate murder, this was going to be glorious!

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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Potions Master's Office

Sunday, June 6th, 1993

Late Afternoon

Harry had been released from the Hospital Wing just after breakfast and had spent most of the morning with Ron and Neville.  Ginny had been taken home right after she was given a clean bill of health by the Nurse, and Hermione and the others were still petrified for a few more days. 

After lunch, he had told Ron that he needed to go to the library to start catching up on the work he'd missed, and grabbed his books.   Once he was out of Gryffindor tower, he made his way to an empty classroom and on a hunch, called Dobby.  The excitable elf appeared immediately, and Harry asked the elf if he wanted to work for Harry?   Strangely enough, when it was the Great Master Harry Potter asking, Dobby was no longer all that interested in being a free elf.   One quick bonding later, Harry had a personal elf, and he had Dobby pop him to the kitchen, where he had several full meals prepared and put under preservation charms, and then they went to the Come and Go Room. 

Once he was at the wall, he asked if the elf could find any Potter properties.  This was a suggestion of Tom's because he had known of several properties that the family had owned.   Dobby assured him he could, and Harry told the elf that if there were any Potter elves on the properties that needed a Master to have them come to him later that night.   Bouncing happily, Dobby popped away, and Harry started pacing, concentrating on the thought that Tom had used, and when the door opened, he slipped inside.

It only took a couple of minutes to find the bust holding Ravenclaw's Diadem, and another five minutes to have the piece of the soul joined with the others.    Replacing the Founder's artifact, he searched through the wands that had been collected over the years until he found one that worked as well as his Holly and Phoenix Feather wand.   Harry stepped out of the room and shut the door.   Concentrating on what he needed, he paced back and forth three times and a different door appeared.   Stepping inside, he checked the runes along the walls and used Tom's knowledge to confirm that the time compression was correct.  The three hours he was going to spend would be 34 hours outside time.    

At the end of the first eight hours, he was cursing himself and Tom for whoever had this stupid idea!  He had the room create a duplicate of Snape that would fight exactly the same way the man did, although without using the actual lethal spells.   He didn't think the man could possibly that good with his wand, but he was mistaken.  If this were a real fight, Snape would have killed him over a dozen times already!   If his plan worked, it wouldn't be a fight, but Harry wasn't going to count on the plan working correctly.

After taking a break to eat the first of the meals, he had the room create a bed and fell deeply asleep for several hours.  When he woke up, he used the Pensieve the room provided to examine all of the duels until he felt he understood exactly where he had made his mistakes.   

He spent some time meditating to ensure his Occlumency would keep him calm before Harry started again, and was much happier with the results.  He was still getting his arse kicked, but he was holding his own and even winning just as often.   At the end of the second group of eight hours, he swore that win or lose, he was never going to estimate Snape as a fighter! 

He followed the same routine for the last 8-hour group, and at the end, he felt he was ready, he had recognized every one of Snape's 'tells' and managed to beat him 11 out of the 12 fights, and the 12th was a draw since they knocked each other unconscious.

Taking a shower and changing into the clean robes he'd put in his book bag, Harry gathered everything he'd brought in and stepped out of the room.   Checking the time, he saw that it was still a couple of hours before dinner and nodded.  That would give him plenty of time.  Using his father's invisibility cloak, Harry made his way as quickly as possible to the dungeons.   He was in luck, Malfoy was just leaving Snape's office, and Harry caught a glimpse of the man sitting at his desk.

Stepping into an empty classroom, he lowered the hood of his cloak and called Dobby.   The elf arrived again but was taken aback by seeing only his Master's head floating in mid-air.   Dobby calmed down when Harry opened the cloak and agreed to disillusion himself so he could pop Master into the Smelly Potions Man's office.   As soon as Harry was completely covered, he pulled his second wand and said, "Now, Dobby!" 

An instant later, he was standing in front of Snape, and the man must have heard something because he pushed back his chair and started to rise, only for the red of the stunning spell to hit him dead in the center of his chest.  His most hated Professor collapsed, unconscious into his chair.  Another spell froze the portraits and silenced the room.  Locking the door he used the Incarcerous spell to bind Snape to his chair.

Going to the potions storage, Harry found the Veratiserum and put the three drops on the man's tongue before waking him.   "Imperio!" Harry hissed, concentrating on the image of a snake.  He was pleased to see that the spell worked just as well in parseltongue because the man's eyes glazed over.  He hadn't wanted to take a chance that Snape had taken an antidote to the truth serum or that his Occlumency would let him resist the Imperius.  The combination of the two should get the result he wanted.  Lowering the hood of his cloak, Harry said, “You will answer all my questions completely honestly, Snape.  Do you understand?”

The man's eyes moved to him, trying to focus, but he said in a monotone, “I understand.  And when I get out of here Potter I will see you expelled and in Azkaban for this.”   Somehow the completely flat tone held even more menace than his usual insults.

“We'll see about that, Severus.  Now, who are you loyal too?” 

Snape tried to resist, it was obvious from the clenched jaw and the sweat beading on his face, but eventually, he ground out "I serve the Dark Lord, always!" 

Harry smiled, that was good to know.  Loosening the binding on Snape's left arm, Harry pulled up the sleeve of the man's robes, exposing the formerly fading tattoo.  Hissing softly at the Dark Mark, it flared to life, the faded ink darkening, and the snake writhing on his arm.

Even through the spell and serum, Harry saw the hope rising in the bound man's eyes, and Snape whispered, “Master?”

Harry chuckled, “In a sense, my faithful servant.  I'm not quite the Master you followed at the end, I'm far more whole and rational now.  But, why have you not fulfilled the order I gave you when I sent you to Dumbledore?”

“He forced compulsions on me, thinking it would assure my loyalty.  All it did was make me determined to kill him eventually.”  Snape was speaking far more easily, not struggling against the serum at all.

“The old man is tricky, I will admit, and it doesn't surprise me that he would use compulsions to get his way.  Let me take a look at these spells of his and see what I can do.”

Harry lifted his secondary wand and started casting spells as Tom directed him.  It took several minutes, but eventually, they found the base of the compulsions, and Harry's eyes narrowed in annoyance.   Keeping his voice calm, he said, "Are you aware that part of the compulsion, it looks like a relatively recent addition, force you to see James when you look at me, and nothing of Lily?  And there is an irritation curse focused on Neville Longbottom.  What the hell is the old man playing at?" 

He realized just in time that Severus would be required to answer, and Harry almost told him not to, but it would be interesting to get the man's opinion.

“Since the prophecy could refer to either of you, it's possible he expects you to learn how to deal with adversity.  He has alluded to the necessity, which is also why he left you with your relatives and refuses to allow me to cure the Longbottom's.”

Harry struggled to keep a grip on his temper, and with Tom's whispered encouragement, he succeeded.  “Okay, I'm going to remove the compulsions, and then we can have a far more pleasant conversation.”

Focusing both his own power and the magic he'd received from Tom, Harry cast the counters to the different compulsions, half watching as the man relaxed completely, a natural smile on his face. 

“Of course, you will have to behave as normal until the school year is over, but I have a way you can explain the change after that.”

Removing the ropes binding his servant, Harry released the Imperious at the same time.   As Severus was rubbing his arms to get the circulation back, he said, “And how can I serve you, Master?”

“How would you like to help me harvest a 60 foot or longer Basilisk and explore Slytherin's Chamber?”

End Chapter One