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SD:CH105 - The Burrow

At first glance, the Weasley Burrow gave the impression of being a large pigpen, with extra rooms sprouting here and there until it was several stories high, and crooked in all sorts of wrong directions, with four or five chimneys perched on top of a neon red roof. The movies really tried, but honestly, the building was a majestic wreck that looked like it would snap like a twig at the base if a single person so much as sneezed, but somehow it just stayed like that.

Magic seemed like th...

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SD:CH104 - Cucking Her Husband Part 3

One would think that after suffering through the hassle that Auror Robards forced upon Broderick Greengrass for an entire night, and successfully swindling Harry Potter into his subpar deal, the least Broderick would enjoy would at least include a night of uninterrupted sleep.

Unfortunately, his sleep was anything but uninterrupted.

There had been no collection of a dream before he began hearing the sounds. It had felt like a mere moment of darkness and exhaustion before the dazed...

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SD: CH103 - Cucking Her Husband Part 2

The night was about to get very interesting.

“Come with me,” said Harry Potter, grabbing Anastasia by her head as he stepped backwards until he was standing with his back against the bed. Her lips still attached to his cock, she crawled on all fours, never once letting his shaft leave her lips. She couldn’t believe what a turn on this was, she was shirtless, her gorgeous tits were on display, and her husband was watching her crawl across the floor while Harry’s cock like it was ...

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SD: CH102 - Cucking Her Husband Part 1

Anastasia stood in front of her dressing table, combing her hair. She fluffed it out so it framed her pretty face sensually, the lustrous blonde locks looking somewhat wild and sexy, as she knew Harry Potter would expect.

She had chosen a cream satin lace-up bustier, something she knew looked spectacular on her. And now looking at herself in the mirror, she knew she had chosen wisely. The satin glistened alluringly as it moulded itself to her curvy form, yet she knew the fabric was sinf...

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Just a lil' heads-up

I’m stuck in a family emergency, and it might take several weeks to sort things through. And try as I might to ignore it, it is also adversely affecting my work schedule, ambiance and motivation. For all the above, I’ve decided to pause updates to clear things up, as well as pause Patreon for the time period. No Patreon will be charged during this period, and I hope to find all of you right after I get started afresh after I’m done taking care of this shit.

Thanks, and apologize f...

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SD: CH101 - Permission

I walked into my guest-room and found Emmeline sprawled on a recliner. Emmeline apparently regarded a throw pillow as something to throw and bounced it off my chest.

“About time, Harry,” she murmured. “We were about to send a search party.”

“How absolutely mugglish,” I retorted. “Don’t think I didn’t notice your perverse preoccupation with my underwear.”

Hestia, who was sitting on the floor, blinked twice. “Say what about your underwear?”

“Emm...

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Casual Note

Hello everyone! Sorry for the delay in posting. I was suffering from a serious burnout issue, and had to take a long trip to clear my head and get it back in business. Updates will resume like before. Enjoy.

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CH100 - Delicious

A bleary eye regarded me. “What time is it?”

I shifted closer to Anastasia. A thin sheet separated our naked bodies; she’s obviously a cover hog. I squeezed her lovely right tit, prompting a soft moan from the woman I was spooning, and she shifted her delectable arse against my groin, and my John Thomas went hard almost instantly.

With a smirk, I dragged my arm down her naked flesh, reaching between her legs. Playing with the engorged bud at the top of her pussy, I said, “...

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SD: CH99

“Suck my cock, bitch!” Potter ordered, punctuating that last word with feeling.

All of Anastasia's defences shattered at this statement, the only response she could manage was a soft, lusty sigh. Any semblance of the married woman that walked into that room disappeared. Her eyes closed, her plump lips parted, her mouth salivated, and an itch appeared deep in her throat, an itch that would soon need a very thorough scratching. This all happened quickly, because in a matter of moments...

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SD: CH98

“Why don’t you stop this game of chicken, and instead you tell me what you really want to offer, Anastasia?”

For a second, Anastasia’s mind was in shambles, trying to comprehend the situation she was in. She had always known that Harry Potter was a wildcard, with strong influence and connections to Albus Dumbledore. Doubly so, given with his erratic movements this summer. She had been strongly against bringing Potter into this mess, but for Broderick, Gideon’s words were gospe...

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SD: CH97

A cold draft swept through the room.

“...Harry,” Emmeline repeated. “Who… who licked the glass dry?”

True to her word, the empty glass now sat on the table, looking utterly inconspicuous, and at the same time, filling him up with a sense of dread.

“It’s impossible,” said Emmeline. “I warded the room. Nobody could have opened it from outside without my consent. Even attempting to unravel it would let me know.”

“Maybe you were too tired to—” I b...

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SD: CH96

I explained what I could do about my ‘time-travel’ story, mostly retelling everything as I had revealed to Hestia, only in a more polished version, now that I wasn’t asspulling the entire thing on the go. I even added some of Hestia’s own deductions into it, making it more concrete, focussing on the demonic invasion and the absolute massacre of Order members. At times, I skipped a few parts, like the events in third year, and the Yule Ball in the fourth year, because they really didn...

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SD: CH95

“Ohhh…. Shitt…” Emmeline groaned, bent on all fours as she felt inch after inch of Harry’s dick fill her up to her very core. On her knees, her arse raised up with her upper-half pressed into the mattress, her hands dug into the sheets, holding on for dear life. And she had to do just that, as it wasn’t easy to take a cock as big as Harry’s up her arse.

She shivered, took deep breaths, and let her head hang down limp between her shoulders. “Fuck! You’re big! I knew thi...

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SD: CH94 - In Denial Part 4

Without another word, Emmeline leaned forward and gently kissed the sensitive tip of Harry’s cock. It was so spongy and big! Kissing down the solid length, her lips made way down to his balls and kissed them both softly. She knew she had enough experience with it earlier in the afternoon, but that didn’t stop her from spearing her tongue out as she licked each heavy testicle and imagined the cum in them. Morgana! She wanted to taste that seed so badly! That potent cum that had filled her ...

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SD: CH93 - In Denial Part 3

Emmeline had never felt so jittery in her entire life.

Unlike Harry who had casually walked his way back to the Manor, Emmeline had hardly been able to take two steps without staggering for support. She had stayed amidst the dense foliage for at least fifteen more minutes, after which she had slowly, painfully, clothed herself, and applied cosmetic and glamour charms to make herself look as stately as always, before apparating back to the manor. It had been a nightmare and a half trying...

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SD: CH92 - Bad Faith

“Ugh!” grunted Emmeline. “You men are all the same. Obsessed with boobs. Hnngh!”

She let out a groan, as I kept sucking on her tits, still pumping my dick into her eager snatch. We were now on the ground, and Emmeline had transfigured a bed on the floor for us to continue what was the second session of our fuckathon. The cloaking spell had long vanished, and neither Emmeline nor I really cared for putting it back up. The forest was completely empty with not a soul around us eith...

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SD:CH91 - In Denial Part 2

Some women loved to submit.

Was that what this feeling was? Was she taking pleasure in submitting to a man… a young man who was half her age, someone that she easily dwarfed at magical skill, political connections and life experience. A young man so mature that he was able to say no to her body, even after she had made a point-blank offer to have sex with him, and let him have her way with her. His maturity, his determination, his poise and his wisdom beyond his years, were all amazin...

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SD: CH90 - In Denial Part 1

“That was quite the stunt you pulled off,” said Emmeline. “I did not think you’d be so reckless.”

I put on my ‘confused’ face as I walked next to her. “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.”

She scoffed at me, and I realised Emmeline was quite attractive when she’s perturbed. Not that she isn’t otherwise. “Of course you don’t. We both know that you’ve something planned for Anastasia. Maybe you even came to this meeting with something in mind. As a...

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SD: CH89 - Meeting the Greengrasses

“THIS IS JUST BULLSHIT!”

I blared my lungs out inside the closed, silenced, warded room, growling and yelling at the unfairness of it all. Like, can you fucking imagine? Three entire months of nothing out of the ordinary. Three months of steadily rising anchorages, matched only by the rising affinities, rising skills, and of course, rising numbers of gorgeous girls and women that I was fucking. Golden period of my life, I assure you. Even Narcissa and her shenanigans, Amelia and her...

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SD: CH88 -Hermione's Resolve

Exhaustion weighed Hermione down.

After those twisted deathly energies had polluted her insides, and sunk her beneath a world of inky blackness, she hadn’t really anticipated waking up to Hestia bawling her lungs out. It probably said something about the corruption that was slowly taking over her soul, that her first instinct wasn’t to barge in and demand what was going on, but to stick to the shadows, and silently pace her way to the guest room where the sounds and the scents were ...

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SD: CH87 - Lilim

The bottom fell out of my stomach.

“...Wha… what did you say?”

I had to have misheard her. There was no other explanation. I and I alone was the Outlander, and only I had the ability to view the Screen and use its ability to take advantage of the System and get out ahead faster than anyone else. My one-way ticket to Godhood. There was absolutely no way the Screen would start displaying itself to others even if they were—

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SD: CH86 - A Lovely Twist

I watched Hestia go.

Like really, what was I to say to that? I knew she was a talented and well-trained spy, and perfectly capable of adorning masks at will. For fuck’s sake, even her perk was all about speaking the right words at the right time, combined with the right emotions, the right pauses and facial expressions, to trigger the reaction she wanted from others. I was absolutely certain that she had used that skill on me several times over the past three months of our ti...

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SD: CH85 -The Naked Truth Part 2

“You’re from the fucking future, aren’t you?”

There, she said it. So many times had she thought about questioning him, so many plans she had made to coax the information out of him, so many… attempts she had made, most of them after an exhausting fuck, lying in bed with a satiated Harry Potter, but none of them had ever proceeded to this question. Sometimes it was because she was afraid of his reaction, at other times, because of how ridiculous it so...

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SD: CH84 - The Naked Truth Part 1

Hestia slowly opened her eyes and found herself staring up at the bathroom ceiling. She had fallen asleep soaking in the tub. Not exactly uncommon for her after some of the long days when Harry sent her on something especially tiring, or he had power fucked into exhaustion, but she was amazed she had been able to fall asleep at all.

Maybe it was a case of her mind mercifully deciding to shut itself down before she went into yet another crying jag, or began mentally berating herself for ...

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SD: CH83 - A Most Unorthodox Deal

She knew!

She knew!

She fucking knew about Narcissa!

I… I’m a fucking fool. I should have known that there would be problems with me letting someone else in. But I hadn’t cared. I wanted the dream memory so bad, that I fucking sent an accomplished Legilimens trekking into my memories. And whatever this subconscious form of mine was, he must have been dying for some normal conversation, because there was no other way he’d be chatting up Emmeline Vanc...

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SD: CH82 - Blind-sided

I was confused as fuck.

One moment I was having the weirdest dream, in which I was in my cottage in Alfriston, the one Narcissa had signed off to me as ‘thanks’ for saving Draco’s arse from serious prosecution. I was facefucking a half-naked Narcissa, before throwing her on the bed, and drilling her pussy.

No, there was nothing weird about that bit. I mean, if anything, it was my subconscious telling me I should go fuck the feisty bitch. No, the real weird shit followed when...

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SD: CH81 - The Price of Secrets

This… This was not supposed to happen.

This was Narcissa’s memory. She had been living Narcissa’ memory, and experiencing everything as Narcissa had. No matter the humiliation, the pain, the rage, the… the pleasure, she was just a passenger in Narcissa’s body, and all of this was a memory.

Not real.

Absolutely NOT REAL.

It couldn’t be real.

And yet, it was. The face in the mirror had changed from Narcissa’s to her own, and Emmeline didn’t...

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SD: CH80 - In Memoriam

Emmeline stood in front of her dressing table, combing her hair. She fluffed it out so it framed her pretty face sensually, the lustrous black locks looking wild and sexy, as she knew Harry expected. She had chosen a red  lace-up bustier, something she knew looked spectacular on her. And now looking at herself in the mirror, she knew she had chosen wisely. The satin glistened alluringly as it moulded itself to her curvy body, yet she knew the fabric was sinfully cool to the touch, and sh...

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SD: CH79 - Lecherous Shrine

Weaving through a psychic mindscape was more often than not, an arduous affair.

Not because it was difficult, since any idiot with a smudge of talent could throw psychic power at someone’s mind like a battering ram. But more often than not, it would induce extreme reactions, often resulting in a mind-melting pot of agony for the victim causing all of his psychic structures to go haywire.

The trick was to pass undetected, and guide the victim’s mind into thinking in specific di...

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SD: CH78 - She Knows

“So… how are we doing this?” asked Harry Potter.

Emmeline took a deep breath and gave a long glance at the room they were sitting in. After Albus Dumbledore’s departure and the young Potter strong-arming her into accepting his conditions, as unexpected as they were, they had relocated the young Miss Granger to her room and put her under a sleep spell after making her drink two vials of Wiggenweld Potion. Why a third-year passout would keep Wiggenweld potion in large amounts stor...

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