Making Up For Lost Time Chapter Four

TITLE: <Making Up For Lost Time>

PART: <04> of <50>

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

WEBSITE: < https://www.patreon.com/redjacobsonfiction>

DISTRIBUTION: <Patreon Exclusive>

DISCLAIMER:<All Recognizable Characters belong to JK Rowling.  I'm borrowing Aluria from my buddy Lucifael, used with permission>  

SUMMARY: <Harry Potter was a virgin at 18 years old when he was pulled into a locked room in the Department of Mysteries. Suddenly finding himself back at the beginning of his 4th year, he has a new lease on life and a mission from the Goddess of Love and Lust>

FEEDBACK: <Yes please, it helps me write faster>

CATEGORY: <Harem>/<Just Lots of Women>

RELATIONSHIPS: <Harry>/<Cho>/<Fleur>/<Other Females including OCs>

RATING: <NC-17>

WORD COUNT: <5,908>

SPOILERS: <None, AU from Order of the Phoenix on.    Only One Horcrux, that was the diary.>

WARNINGS: <Oral, Anal, Dom/Sub, Femme-slash, Incest, Rough Sex>

AUTHORS NOTES: <Just a Plot Bunny that would not leave me alone.  For those reviewers who complain that this is not a realistic harem, guess what? You're 100 Percent Correct! This is fantasy, not reality, we are dealing with Witches and Wizards and Magical Beasts, if I wanted reality, with jealousy and angst and all that other crap, I'd write for soap operas.  I write for fun, and I really don't enjoy writing or reading Angst.  There won't be a tremendous amount of conflict in the story, so, if that is what you are interested in, I'm sorry to disappoint you.> 

AUTHORS NOTES the Second:  I have arbitrarily aged these FICTIONAL characters by one or two years to bring them in line with the age of consent, In other words, all characters who do the nasty in this story are at least 16 years of age at the time.     

The Meadow

Shortly after the last chapter

Harry groaned as he let loose inside Cho's arse, his fingers working furiously in her fanny so that she would hit her climax at close to the same time.  She tightened around him as her juices soaked his fingers in her climax as well.   Cho looked at him with a tired smile, and said, “I think it's a good thing that you'll be sharing the wealth, Harry, otherwise I wouldn't be able to walk, or eat, or go to classes, because I can see myself wanting to do this a hell of a lot more!”

“I'm willing, but give me a few minutes to catch my breath first?” Harry mock whined to her, causing her to slap him lightly on the chest, laughing, 

“Not now, you prat! I was talking about after we leave here”  Growing serious, she said, “We're going to have to find another place though, I can't bring you here too often, because others like to use the Meadow too, and we can't monopolize it. It wouldn't be right.”  Pausing as she had a thought, and a wicked grin crossed her face, “Of course, when we bring some of the other Ravenclaw girls here, it won't be a problem.  It's just if we brought a girl from another house that it would cause problems  This is supposed to be a Raven house secret.”

“No worries, I know the perfect place, in fact, I was planning on taking you there this evening.  There is a hidden room on the 7th Floor that can do a lot of different things. I've already told Hermione that I found a room we can use for research to get me through the Tournament, and it has books that aren't in the Library.  Of course, she doesn't know, yet, that I already know exactly what is to happen in the tasks, but I'll tell her tonight.”

“I hope you planned on me being there for that conversation.  After all, I need to find out if she tastes as good as I do.”

Harry looked at her with a raised eyebrow, “I thought you weren't sure about having sex with Hermione?”

“Pfft! That was before, I was still caught up in those inhibitions, thinking that it wasn't proper to want to shag another girl.  Now I'm just looking forward to the experience.  Besides, with the way my magic is reacting, I can't wait to see what the two of us can come up with if we work together.”

“This is going to be a very interesting evening, I can tell!” 

“That's for sure.  Now, I need to clean up, and frankly, so do you.  The stream you hear actually has fresh water running through it, so we can go wash some of the sweat and stickiness off before heading back into the school.”

The Ministry of Magic Holding Cells

Earlier that Morning

Lucius Malfoy paced the 3 meters by 3-meter cell (roughly 10 x 10), wondering just what the blazes was going on.  He had been woken at 6 am that morning by a squad of Aurors bursting into his home, and before he could even demand to know what was going on, he had been hit by multiple stunning spells.  The next thing he knew was when he was revived, he was sitting chained to a chair in some featureless room and someone in a robe forced him to take Veritaserum.  He knew that he was in deep shite, because they got him to admit to his activities against the mongrels, and, even worse, what he did to the blood traitor's daughter two years before.  He just hoped that Narcissa had gotten to Gringotts in order to get some suitable 'donations' out of their vault.    

He looked up when a slot opened in the cell door, and a rune engraved stone dish slid through the opening and began displaying a series of memories.  The first was Dumbledore and the Potter brat banishing something through a veil, and then it changed to a view of Peter Pettigrew being interrogated.   This one had sound, so he heard the rat implicate him in dozens of attacks, including rapes and murders as the Dark Lord's right-hand man.   

After that, a memory of Bellatrix Lestrange appeared, she had been dosed as well, and her testimony was just as damning, but, was terrified him the most was when she finished, a Dementor came into view, and he had to watch as she was Kissed right in front of him.  Once the Dementor was done, a wand appeared and was pointed at Bella's shell, and Fiend Fyre burst from the wand.  Lucius watched horrified as the screaming body was burnt to ash in a matter of minutes.   The horror didn't end there, as one by one, every one of his Master's followers that were imprisoned was led into the same room, to meet the same fate after being interrogated.  Lucius knew he was seeing his future, and, for the first time, felt the terror that he had made his victims feel.  He fell back onto the hard cot against the wall and just stared blankly at the wall where the memories had played, not even noticing when the bowl was withdrawn, or when Cornelius Fudge opened the door and announced that he had been convicted of multiple crimes by the Wizengamot and sentenced to death.  He didn't even do more than shiver when the Dementor entered the cell and picked him up, lowering its mouth to his. 

The same scene was repeated in multiple other cells in the basement of the Ministry, as Ferdinand Parkinson, Cyrus Greengrass, Byron Yaxley, Vincent Crabbe Senior, Gregory Goyle Senior, the Carrows, Fenrir Greyback, and multiple other Death Eaters met their deaths that morning.  The massive use of Fiend Fyre totally destroyed the interior of the cells, but no one really cared that much.

By lunchtime, the only marked Death Eater that was still alive was Peter Pettigrew, but he wasn't able to take much pleasure in his survival, knowing that he was only being kept alive until the next full moon when Sirius Black and Remus Lupin were scheduled to visit him.  He almost wished they would have just let the Dementor Kiss him, he was sure it would be over quicker and he wouldn't suffer as much. 

Outside Ravenclaw Tower

A few minutes later

Cho had just released Harry from her embrace, saying, "I'm going to take a hot shower to finish cleaning up, and I'll see you at dinner.  I'm sure that Hermione will be thrilled when you tell her that I share.  Or maybe I should just walk over to your table and snog her in front of everybody.  Do you think she'd get the message?" 

“You naughty minx!  If you do that, I'll have no choice but to bend you over the table and shag you right in front of everybody, and, while the Headmaster may be willing to let me get away with a certain amount now, I don't really want to push it!”

“A fact I for one, am exceedingly grateful for, Mister Potter.” A drawling voice stated from out of the shadows of the corridor.  Whirling around, Harry's wand dropped into his hand and he raised it, pointing toward the voice.  He lowered it slightly when he recognized Snape walking toward them.  

“Good Afternoon Professor, is there something I can help you with?  I was trying to have a private conversation with my girlfriend, in case you hadn't noticed?”

Harry was surprised when the man actually chuckled, "Actually, yes there is, and, I did notice, but, if you don't mind, I would like a moment or two of your time, in fact, your girlfriend can join us if you like." 

Harry's wand shot up, and was pointed directly at the Potion's Masters face, "Who are you, and what have you done with Professor Snape?  You may have the look down, but you couldn't fool a drunken firstie with your personality!" 

This just made the man laugh, Cho looked at Harry in confusion, but had her wand in hand as well, preparing to back Harry up if needed.  When Snape saw that, he just laughed harder, leaning against the wall as he held onto his stomach from laughter.  Eventually, he regained control of himself, and, looking directly at Harry, held his hands out in front of him, showing he wasn't holding a wand, and he said. 

“Thank you! I hadn't had a laugh like that in years!  It's really me, Mister Potter, Miss Chang, but, now that the Dark Wanker is no more, I no longer have to act like I was still loyal to the arsehole, which is why I had to treat you the way I did.  I actually was looking for you to apologize, and to ask if you wanted to meet a couple of times a week so I could tell you stories about Lily?  She was a very good friend of mine growing up until she got together with your father, and I'm afraid I didn't handle that very well and said something I shouldn't have. 

Anyway, your mother was as good at potions as I was, and, had that horrible night not happened, I feel certain she would have achieved her potions mastery as well.”

Taking a deep breath, “I am apologizing for the way I treated you, and your fellow Gryffindor's over the years, but, it was a necessary facade to convince the Death Eater spawn that I was still trustworthy, so I could alleviate some of the worst of their schemes.  Now that I no longer have to play that role, I think you will find that Potions class will be a much more pleasant experience.  Now, if you will excuse me, I have to find Mister Longbottom, and offer my apologies to him as well.”

Turning on his heel, the no longer so dour Professor strode back down the corridor.  Putting his wand back in his holster, Harry watched him leave with a confused look on his face, before shaking his head and saying, “Well, that was unexpected, I guess getting rid of the Wanker is going to have some effects that I wasn't anticipating.”

With a last kiss to Cho, Harry headed back to Gryffindor Tower to get a shower of his own.  He was heading up the stairs to the entrance when he was stopped by a house elf who told him that the Headmaster wanted to see him because his Dog-father was there to see him. With a laugh, Harry reversed his path and quickly made his way toward the Headmaster's office. 

When he got there, Sirius and Albus were just finishing breakfast, and Sirius jumped to his feet when he saw Harry in the doorway.  Embracing him, Sirius sniffed, and, with a smirk, said, “Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to join us for breakfast, but it smells like you've already eaten.  Did you have some Chinese for lunch?”

Harry just blinked at him, not able to come up with an appropriate response, until Sirius started laughing and led him to a seat.

Ravenclaw Tower

Cho stood under the pulsing shower head, luxuriating in the feeling of the water easing her sore muscles and washing away the remnants of her exertions from earlier.  Even though she enjoyed them immensely, she still worked a lot of muscles that she normally didn't use.  After using her favorite fluffy towel to dry herself off, she grabbed her wand, and, conjuring a mirror, carefully trimmed her silky triangle into the shape of a lightning bolt, thinking it would please and amuse Harry when she saw him that night. 

Wrapping another towel around her hair, she pulled on a bathrobe and headed back to her dorm room.  She was a little intrigued to see that she wasn't alone in the room, at some point while she was out, Luna Lovegood had come in and was sitting nervously on the edge of her bed.  Cho didn't really know the younger girl very well but was prepared to like her, based on the fact that Harry considered her one of his closest friends.  He had told her of the several times that Luna's insights had saved him, and several others lives in the future.     

Putting on a friendly smile, Cho walked over to the girl and sat down beside her.  “Is there something I could help you with, Luna?”

Luna nodded, then, steeling herself, began to speak.  “I know that a lot of the girls here think I'm insane, but, I'm really not, I just, know things sometimes, and I can't explain how I know them.  They've always proven to be true, and I've learned not to ignore them.  But, ever since I've come to Hogwarts, they've been coming more and more often, and it's been very distracting.  I tried to make a joke of it so the others wouldn't bother me about it, saying that the Nargles are telling me things, but it didn't work, things just got worse.  But, when Harry's Patronus touched the two of us last night, something changed, I'm not sure exactly what yet, but, it seems that the change has to do with you and Harry, and it involves me and the other two girls in some way.   Can you tell me what is going on?  I'll help you any way I can, Harry saved my very soul last year, and he probably doesn't realize it!"  The last was spit out almost like a sob, as the memories of the Dementor's afflicted her again. 

Cho hugged the girl, and rubbed her back, soothing her worries.  “I don't know how much I can tell you right now, but you are right, you are involved, as well as several others.  Let me contact Harry and I'll find out how much he wants me to tell you, and what he wants to wait and tell you himself.

Grabbing her wand, she tapped her forehead and a miniature silver swan came from the end of the wand and flew through the wall.  “We should hear back from Harry shortly, and I'll know what to tell you then.  But, I can tell you that Harry and I aren't going to reject you.  And I'll put an end to the others treating you badly, you will understand why a little later, but Harry considers you one of his closest friends, and that makes you my friend as well.”

This dried Luna's sniffles, and she looked up at Cho with wide eyes, “You really consider me your friend?  That would be wonderful, I would like to have a friend.”

“Yes Luna, I'll be your friend, and you'll have lots of other friends soon, I promise you that!  We will all be closer than sisters, and have so much fun together!”

Luna smiled at that, but then, her eyes lost focus for a second, and, when they cleared again, her smile had changed.  "I take it that the fun you are referring to doesn't require clothing?"  At Cho's blush, Luna giggled, "I told you that I know things, and that was something that I just learned.  I'm not against the idea, honestly, but I'm a bit nervous because I've never done anything like that before.  I saw a couple of girls in the shower one time before they yelled at me to leave, but it looked like they were enjoying themselves." 

Cho was saved from answering by Prongs coming through the wall, and, when it got to Cho's bed, said in Harry's voice, "Hi Cho, Hello Luna.  I know that you have a lot of questions, but can I ask you to hold on to them until tomorrow morning after breakfast?  Cho and I are going to be extremely busy the rest of the evening, but I promise you that we will tell you everything tomorrow morning."  The voice chuckled, "And can I suggest you eat a big breakfast because it's going to be a long morning!"  

As the stag started to fade away, it glowed brighter for a second and washed the two of them in a bright light before fading completely away.  Cho and Luna sat there for a full minute, their eyes glazed, as they experienced the fullness of the Love and Lust that Harry held for them.  Cho recovered a little quicker, having been on the receiving end of Harry's powers earlier that day, but Luna was shuddering with pleasure as the first orgasm of her life shot through her body.  When Luna's eyes finally focused on where she was again, she breathed out "Wow!  Is that what I have to look forward to?"  

At  Cho's nod, Luna pouted, “That wasn't very nice of Harry, telling me I have to wait until tomorrow morning, and then giving me feelings like that!  Now it's going to take forever for morning to get here!”

Cho grinned, “Well, if you like, you can stay here with me tonight when I get back, and I'll help you pass the time until morning.”  It wasn't the first time that she was grateful to Professor Flitwick for arranging that all prefects had private rooms, but this was the first time she was planning to use the privilege for fun things. 

Luna nodded eagerly, “That would be fun! Can you send me a swan like that when you get back tonight, and I'll come up.  Or should I just be waiting here for you?”

“It might be better if I sent you the swan, I don't want the other girls to question why you are in my room when I'm not here.  Now, it's almost time for dinner, and I need to get dressed, so, if you want to relax for a couple of minutes, we can walk down together.”

Luna relaxed on the bed and watched as Cho removed her robe and towel and walked around totally naked as she gathered up a skirt and blouse, neglecting the knickers and bra, Luna noticed with a snicker.  Once the older girl was dressed, the two of them left the Tower and headed to dinner.

Gryffindor Tower

That Afternoon

Harry came back down the stairs after showering and changing his clothes and was sitting in the Common Room when Hermione came in alone.  Her face lit up when she saw him and rushed over to hug him, a thousand questions on her lips, but, when Harry stood to embrace her, he put his finger on her lips, and said,  

"I'll answer all your questions later, but for now, there are just two things you need to know.  One, Cho will share, and two, tonight we are going to take you places you've never imagined, and make all your fantasies come true!  I know what you really want, and I will give it to you tonight.  But, for now, I want you to go upstairs, and change for dinner, put on a skirt and blouse, but don't put on your knickers, they will just get in the way later.  You can wear a bra because I don't want you displaying yourself for anybody else.  You are mine and I get to decide who gets to see you, understand?" 

Hermione's eyes dilated with lust and she shuddered in his arms, biting her lip to keep from moaning as Harry claimed her just like she fantasied about.  When her climax subsided, she looked up at him and whispered, "Yes, my Master, I belong to you, my heart, mind, body, and soul are yours to do what you wish with."  Harry recognized the glow of a magical oath, and, knowing it wouldn't form if she didn't truly mean it, whispered in ear, "So Mote It Be"  and the glow surrounded both of them before fading away. 

Giving her a light swat on the arse to get her moving, he sent Hermione up to do as he told her, and quickly adjusted himself, so that he wasn't pointing all the way to Dinner.   When Hermione came down, she was dressed as he directed, but there was an addition he wasn't expecting.  Around her neck was a red velvet choker, with a jewel-encrusted letter "P" in a cameo in the front.  Narrowing his eyes, he could see the magic surrounding it and realized it was created when he accepted her oath.  He heard Aluria's amused voice in the back of his mind telling him that only He, Cho and Hermione would even know the slave choker was there.  The other girls will be able to see it when they are fully his as well.  

She also said 'I'm impressed with the job you've done so far, you've already changed a great many things for the better, for example, Cho is already thinking about different spell effects she wants to create.  Of course, at the moment she's also looking forward to seducing Luna Lovegood after the two of you get done with Hermione tonight.'   

As Harry's eyes glazed at the mental image, she giggled, but then said, 'When you finally get to sleep tonight, I'm going to be visiting you in your dreams, I have more to tell you. It's nothing bad, but you've made enough of a start that you deserve another reward.'   With those words, the voice faded away.

Seeing Hermione standing before him anxiously, he smiled reassuringly at her and stepped closer, running his hand up her inner thigh, until he felt her hot wet center.  Sticking two fingers inside her, he pulled them out and placed them at her mouth. Hermione happily sucked her juices off of his fingers, and moaned in ecstasy when he said, "It's good you enjoy the taste because you'll get to taste another women's right from the source before the night is over!" 

The Great Hall

Hermione held onto his arm the entire way to the Great Hall, because the force of her orgasm left her weak in the knees for almost 20 minutes after he made his last statement. Dinner was delicious torture for her because Harry and Cho sat on either side of her, and, under cover of the table cloth, spread her legs wide, and the two of them fingered her to the edge of orgasm several times, and, her Master's voice ordering her not to make a sound was the only thing that kept her from whining in frustration.

Finally, they were done eating, and, with Harry leading her, she managed to walk out of the Hall, with Cho right behind her.  Hermione wondered why the blonde with the strange necklace at the Ravenclaw table giggled as she walked by.

The Room of Requirement

Harry led the two girls up to the 7th Floor, and, finding the tapestry he was looking for, paced back and forth three times until the door appeared.  Opening it, he was pleased to see it was exactly how he had pictured it. There was thick padding covering part of the floor, and the back of the room was taken up by a slightly raised dais, with an ornate throne sitting in the center, with a slightly smaller throne to it's right.  Looking at the two women, he saw that Cho was wearing what appeared to be a Toga, with her hair pulled into a braid behind her back, with her legs bare except for the leather straps to her sandals that wrapped around her calves.  He glanced down at himself and saw that he was wearing some form of battered leather armor, and he felt the weight of a sword in its scabbard hanging from his belt.  

Feeling something on his head, he raised his hand and felt a metal crown resting there.  Smirking, he quickly got into character, knowing how Hermione's fantasy went.  Glancing over at Cho, he saw an amused smirk on her face as well, before she dropped it into an impassive mask.   Striding forward, he climbed onto the dais, and, reaching out his hand, helped Cho into her seat before taking his own.  

Looking down at Hermione, he wasn't surprised to see that she was standing naked before them, her head bowed submissively, her wrists shackled in front of her, and her ankles chained together.  Winking at Cho he turned to face his best friend and determined to make her look back on this evening with pleasure for the rest of her life.   Making his face as impassive as possible, he spoke, “Kneel Slave.”

When she had done so, he continued, “You have volunteered to serve as a pleasure slave to my Consort and Myself, and have made it through my Captain of the Guard, who claims you are acceptably skilled, now, in order for you to be accepted, you must pleasure both myself and my consort before taking care of your own pleasure.  If you are successful, we will accept you into our bed, but, if not, you will join the others in the Guard barracks.  Do you understand?  If you do so, answer 'Yes My Lord'

She spoke clearly and firmly, but with a hint of strain in her voice, totally into the fantasy that Harry was making real for her. “Yes My Lord”

"Very good, crawl up here, your first task is to pleasure my lady, using only your fingers and mouth.  You have until the sand in the glass reaches the bottom." He said, pointing to the hourglass that had three-quarters of its' sand already run through.  He saw her gulp as she moved forward as quickly as her bonds allowed her. 

Harry sat back and watched as Hermione, totally into her role as a desperate slave girl, climbed between Cho's thighs and used her shackled hands to lift her toga out of the way.  Harry had to cough to keep from laughing at how she had trimmed her hair into a lightning bolt shape.  The shape was quickly hidden by a mass of bushy hair as Hermione leaned forward and started using her tongue on Cho's pussy.   

Cho closed her eyes, and leaned her head back, enjoying the kitten soft strokes of Hermione's tongue, just as pleasurable, but very different from Harry's tongue. Harry was determined to drive her crazy with lust, while Hermione's only goal was to give her pleasure. She had to admire Hermione's focus, Cho knew, from her conversation with Harry earlier, that Hermione was a virgin, not having had sex with anyone, but she was doing a fantastic job licking her pussy.  It was then that Cho felt a jolt of lightning shoot through her core as Hermione's tongue found her clit, and started licking it, before locking her lips around it and sucking gently.  She had been keyed up ever since Harry's Adfero had blasted her and Luna earlier, and she finally let go, crying out her pleasure and bathing Hermione's face with her juices.  Hermione drank down everything she could, with the remainder running down her chin. When she had swallowed what she could, Hermione leaned back on her heels, a pleased smile on her face.   

Harry saw Hermione glance his way, and he smiled and nodded at her, before deciding to give her some relief, and, also, to give Cho some practice before her time with Luna later that night.  Once Cho had recovered, he said, “Very good Slave, you have succeeded where many others have failed, and so, you will get a reward.  Consort, see to the slave's pleasure, I wish to enjoy the view, so you may leave your toga on your seat.”

Cho looked at him in surprise but grinned in anticipation before getting back into character.  Casually removing her garment, she folded it neatly and set it on her seat, before lifting Hermione to her feet and leading her back down to the padding on the floor.  Laying the other girl on her back, she tapped the hobbles around her ankles, and lay down on top of her, with her body between Hermione's thighs.   

She started by licking up her juices from Hermione's face and then feeding them to her in a deep kiss.  Hermione was getting into the kiss, moaning against her tongue as it invaded her mouth.  Breaking away from the kiss, she worked her way down, leaving soft kisses on the other girls' throat and collarbone, drawing soft whines of need from Hermione's mouth.   She circled Hermione's nipples with her tongue, before sucking on them roughly, drawing a squeal in response.  She knew that Harry was anxious to get inside of his friend, so she broke off her attention to the girls' breasts and kissed her way down her body, sliding down until her face was level with Hermione's pussy.   

Sticking out her tongue, she gave a tentative lick and was rewarded with a wriggle of pleasure as Hermione lifted her hips slightly off the pad, trying for more contact.  Deciding that they would have plenty of time to play and tease later, she slid her tongue all the way inside and started licking the inner walls before bringing her fingers into play.  Using the pad of her index finger, she rubbed in circles all around the clit, not touching the sensitive nub, until Hermione was whining with need and shoving herself up to pull her tongue deeper inside.  Wetting the fingers of her other hand, she slipped them underneath her partner, and, just as she was locking her lips around the nub, slid her index finger into Hermione's arse.  Hermione flew off the ground at the intrusion, as well as the pleasure she was feeling from Cho's mouth on her, and soon was spraying her own juices on the Chinese girls face.   

Hermione had collapsed panting as she hit her long-delayed climax, and, when she came back to herself, she found herself looking up into the bright green eyes of her master and her love.  He was standing above her, fully erect, and she worked herself back onto her knees.  Kneeling before him, she looked up and said, "May I please you, My Lord?" 

Harry was surprised she was able to stay in character but gave her permission.  She opened her mouth as wide as she could, and took his head inside her, licking the small amount of pre-cum that was covering the tip.  He moaned as she ran her tongue across the head, before opening her mouth up and pulling back, using her tongue all along his shaft and sucking on his balls.  He lost track of time as she worshiped every inch of his rod, finally lifting her hands to fondle him as she took as much of him into her mouth as she could.   Harry held out as long as he could, but after a few more minutes, he growled out "Take it Slave!" as he erupted into her mouth.  He saw her eyes widen in surprise, but she started swallowing, managing to get almost all of his cum before she had to pull back and let the rest land on her face and chest.  Beckoning to Cho, she leaned over and licked up the remnants of his seed, leaving Hermione's breasts clean, and her nipples standing firm and erect, while Hermione purred in pleasure.   

By the time Cho had Hermione clean, Harry was erect again, and, lifting Hermione's face to him, he said, 'You've succeeded, you will be our pleasure slave, so, lie back and prepare to receive your Master.”

"Oh! Yes, My Lord!"  She said, so deeply into her fantasy that she barely realized in some portion of her brain that she was about to lose her virginity to the man she had wanted for years, even before she truly understood what it was she wanted.  It was with complete happiness she let herself be lowered onto her back and opened her legs to allow her Master to take her.   

Harry looked deep into her eyes and found no trace of any doubt or hesitation, only eagerness, and happiness, so he placed himself at her soaking center, and slid inside.  He used the same magic he had earlier with Cho to make sure the stretching didn't hurt her and buried himself deep inside her pussy.  Hermione lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, moving with him as he pounded her.  It was when he first brushed her clit that the pleasure overwhelmed her, sending her into back to back orgasms.  When she could think clearly again, she was stunned to see that the room had disappeared, and she and Harry were locked in a lovers embrace in the Transfiguration Classroom.  He was gesturing with his wand, and chains were shattering all over the room, and she felt her magic responding to his desires as it flowed through and over her, she surrendered to the sensations and let her magic take her where it wanted.   That was the last she knew for an unknown amount of time. 

When she came back to herself, Hermione opened her eyes, and, looking at the shackles on her wrists, dissolved them with a though, and wrapped her arms around Harry, pulling him close as he reached his own peak deep inside her.  

When he finally finished and slipped out of her, she reached out for Cho, and kissed her passionately, thanking her without words for making her fantasy come to life.  The three of them dozed, wrapped in each other's arms for a time before Harry sat up and said, "Are you two ready to see the Library?  Or should we just take a shower and go to bed?" 

End Chapter 4