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February 2023 Poll Winner - Harry/Bellatrix/Narcissa - A New Master Part 3
🕑 Added 2023-02-28 16:59:01 +0000 UTCBellatrix hadn’t expected to be awoken by a floo call early in the morning, but she knew it had to be important given the fact that only a handful of people even knew that she was living in this wonderful little villa off the coast of France. Only her parents and two sisters knew the proper address to call, and it wouldn’t be like them to give out that information without good reason.
Bellatrix slipped out of her Lord’s arms, careful not to disturb his peaceful slumber, and got out of bed. She didn’t bother to put on a robe to hide her nakedness since only her face would appear over the floo. She crouched down on the carpeted rug by the fireplace and accepted the call with a tap of her wand.
Immediately, the distraught, tear-stricken face of her sister, Narcissa Black, appeared in the flames. “Bellatrix,” Narcissa called out, her vocal chords sounding ragged from use. “Lucius never showed up for supper last night like he promised to and no one knows where he is.”
Obviously, Bellatrix thought to herself. She and Harry had taken great care to ensure that no one could track either of them down after they captured that sniveling little rodent and brought him back to this private island. He was downstairs in the basement, probably sleeping or begging every deity in existence for aid.
As much as Bellatrix would have liked to gloat though, she did have a soft spot for Narcissa in her heart.
Narcissa, or Cissy as Bellatrix liked to call her, had never been one for dark magic or violent revolution. She had been a gentle girl who wanted to grow up to be a doting housewife to a handsome husband who’d take care of her. The idea made Bellatrix want to puke, especially since Cissy’s definition of a handsome man included Lucius Malfoy, but her sister’s gentle nature was something that Bellatrix would always strive to protect. She was too good for all of the horrors of the world, and so Bellatrix tried her best to ensure Cissy could live out her dream life.
But Bellatrix had someone new in her life now. Someone whose needs came before her own. And he needed a list of names of Death Eaters from Lucius.
Therein laid the issue Bellatrix faced. On one hand, she wanted Cissy to be happy, and that wouldn’t happen whilst Lucius was imprisoned. On the other, she wanted to help her Lord succeed in his goals. If Cissy learned that Bellatrix and Harry had imprisoned Lucius, Bellatrix feared what her dear sister would do to try to secure Lucius’s release.
So, she had to find a way to let everyone get what they want.
“Oh no,” Bellatrix pretended to act shocked, but she knew that she was a terrible actress. Her voice came out a little too deadpan for her liking, and Narcissa wasn’t so distraught as to not notice it.
“I know you don’t like him,” Narcissa sniffled. “But I do. I just want to find him and know that he’s safe.”
Bellatrix knew that Cissy was the key to getting Lucius to crack, especially since her Lord refused to torture him. Perhaps a sisterly visit was in order under the guise of cheering up her spirits?
“Cissy, why don’t you come over?” Bellatrix suggested as kindly as she could. “You can get showered and freshened up and then I’ll help you work out a plan to find Lucius. How hard could it be to find one ponce?”
“Bellatrix!” Narcissa shrieked.
“Sorry,” Bellatrix quickly replied, not feeling sorry in the slightest. “I’m sorry. But please, Cissy, come over and I’ll help you get this all sorted out. I’ll even go out looking with you once we’ve got a plan in place.”
“Alright,” Narcissa sniffled.
“Just floo over to the Entrance Hall and I’ll meet you down there,” Bellatrix told her sister before cutting off the floo connection.
Bellatrix hurried back to bed and gently shook her Lord’s shoulder. “Harry,” she murmured softly so as not to spook him awake.
Harry stirred and slowly blinked open his eyes. “Yeah?”
“Cissy is on her way over here right now,” Bellatrix told him proudly. “She’s in a right state since Lucius disappeared, so I’m going to get her to shower and look presentable before I’ll introduce her to you.”
“I already know her,” Harry pointed out.
“You know the future her,” Bellatrix countered. “Whatever she turned into after marrying that blond ponce surely can’t resemble who Cissy actually is.”
Harry smirked at Bellatrix’s name for Lucius. “Maybe you’re right. Okay then. Get her ready and then I’ll join the two of you and we can talk.”
Bellatrix gave Harry a quick peck on the lips before bounding over to the closet to find something nice to wear. She’d get Cissy ready alright, although she hoped that there’d be more than talking involved. Her Lord was a powerful wizard, and a powerful wizard deserved plenty of subservient witches at his side. Once she met him, Bellatrix was sure that her sister would make the right choice.
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Narcissa had looked even worse than Bellatrix had expected when she arrived. She looked fraught with worry, her hair was like a bird’s nest, and her skin had lost its normal healthy glow. After a quick, welcoming hug, Bellatrix had taken Narcissa to one of the guest rooms on the upper level to clean up. Thankfully, after a hot shower, some fresh clothes, and a healthy dose of makeup, Narcissa was once again looking closer to her normal self.
When she was younger, Bellatrix had been jealous of Narcissa’s beautiful, long, blond hair and stunning blue eyes. She had looked like a carefully crafted porcelain doll, and that hadn’t changed much since she’d grown up. Narcissa was a beautiful woman with a stunning hourglass figure that rivaled Bellatrix’s. Though barely an adult, she had a very motherly demeanour with her kind smile and welcoming appearance. She was every man’s dream, and Bellatrix had spent more than her fair share of time reminding the deplorable men at Hogwarts that they were unworthy of her younger sister’s time or attention.
Her Lord was the only man she considered truly deserving of both.
Once Narcissa was dressed in some of Bellatrix’s violet dress robes, the two sisters left the spare room and moved towards a small sitting room that Bellatrix knew Harry was waiting in.
When Bellatrix pushed open the door to the comfortable sitting room, Narcissa froze in the doorway as her eyes landed on Harry.
“Who is that?” Narcissa asked as she rounded on Bellatrix, scrambling for her wand.
“My Lord,” Bellatrix explained dutifully. She truly hoped her sister would understand the power her Lord had to offer; she could feel his magic radiating out from him this very moment. However, it seemed that Narcissa’s foolishness won out as she pointed her wand at her Lord. Bellatrix’s wand was in her hand in a flash, already casting the disarming charm. “None of that now,” Bellatrix admonished her sister, snatching her wand out of the air. “We’re here to talk.”
Narcissa looked hurt that Bellatrix had disarmed her like that. “Lucius said that you had been led astray, but I didn’t want to believe it.”
Bellatrix gestured to the couch with her wand before training its tip back on her sister. “Sit and I’ll explain everything.”
With a pout, yet keeping her head held high, Narcissa walked proudly over to the vacant couch and sat down. She refused to look directly at Harry or Bellatrix, instead focusing on the open window that was letting in the wonderful sea air. She looked just like she did whenever she had gotten in trouble as a child; apparently, her childish habits didn’t change the moment she became an adult like she always insisted they would.
Bellatrix took the opposite end of the couch from her sister and lowered her wand after an approving look from her Lord. “Cissy,” she said, trying to get her sister’s attention. “This is Harry, my new Lord. I’ve pledged myself fully to him, and, once you’ve had a chance to see for yourself why I did, I hope you’ll understand.”
“I understand that you’ve turned your back on the Dark Lord.” Narcissa’s voice came out cold and rehearsed. It was just like speaking to their mother. “Our family has aligned our interests with his; why would you risk all of that by pledging yourself to him?”
Bellatrix fired off a stinging hex at her sister for the way she said ‘him’ with a sneer on her lips. Regardless of their familial relation, she wouldn’t tolerate any disrespect to her Lord. “I did it because he is more powerful!” Bellatrix retorted, ignoring the hiss of pain that came from Narcissa as she clutched her hand. Bellatrix let the sting linger for a moment before she waved her wand again and numbed the pain. “Trust me,” she insisted. “Just open your magic up to his and feel it.”
“I can feel it just fine,” Narcissa replied in a bratty tone.
“No, you haven’t,” Bellatrix snapped. “Otherwise you’d be on your hands and knees begging for his forgiveness.”
“I don’t actually need any forgiveness-” Harry began to speak, but Bellatrix’s glare stopped him in his tracks. With a sigh, he stood up and brandished his wand. “Lumos.”
As the tip of her Lord’s wand illuminated, Bellatrix felt the warmth of his magic wash over her. It felt even more wonderful than the sun rays on her delicate skin. A pleasurable tingle ran through her body as her magic sang in unison with the power radiating over her. Even though it was a simple spell that any first year could cast, the magic that powered it was simply sublime. It felt like it was quenching a thirst her body didn’t even know it had.
Harry released the spell and Bellatrix took the opportunity to take in a deep breath of air. “You see,” she said, finally returning her attention back to her sister, only to find that her sister seemed transfixed.
Narcissa’s eyes were wide as she took in Harry. Her mouth was agape and borrowed dress robes were bunched up in her fists above her knees. “My . . .” She tried to speak but couldn’t.
“My Lord,” Bellatrix finished for her.
Narcissa nodded her head. “My Lord.” She suddenly got up and curtsied in front of Harry. “I apologize for my earlier indiscretions. I understand now why my sister has joined you.”
Harry seemed very thrown by the sudden shift in demeanor, much to Bellatrix’s amusement. It astounded her that her Lord didn’t seem to understand just how much power he commanded, how special that made him, and how it made witches feel. The fact that he lacked a coven was both insulting and yet delightful for Bellatrix since she was able to keep him all to herself. But she knew it was greedy to hoard him all to herself. As it stood, she barely managed to maintain coherence most times her Lord fucked her, and she knew that he held back for her sake. He’d need to take more witches soon, if only to keep himself and his magic fully sated.
Bellatrix stood up and walked to her sister’s side. “Our Lord is doing what is best for everyone, Cissy. The false lord is leading us down a path that will only end in ruin and downfall. We need to do whatever we can to help him.”
“Naturally,” Narcissa replied. “But what can we do?”
“Well,” Bellatrix said as a wicked grin overcame her lips. “First, I think you can offer our Lord a proper apology.”
Bellatrix slowly started pushing down on Narcissa’s shoulders. Her seemingly innocent sister didn’t so much as blink as dropped to her knees in front of Harry, her hands already reaching out for his crotch.
“Bellatrix,” Harry hissed as he took a step back.
She knew that Harry had a complicated relationship with Narcissa in the future, but that didn’t matter anymore. “You have a duty to the world, my Lord,” Bellatrix told him sharply. “And it is our duty to help you see your duty through. Your magic will wane without proper maintenance, and this is the best way to care for it. Not only that, it will empower us to serve you to the best of our abilities.”
Harry still seemed to have a little trepidation over the situation. “I know, but-”
“Look at her,” Bellatrix interjected as she grabbed her sister’s jaw and tilted her head up towards Harry’s. Even she could see how beautiful her sister was with her long blond tresses and eager blue eyes. The robes Bellatrix had lent her clung to her body wonderfully, and Harry was sure to have a perfect look down at Narcissa’s creamy cleavage. Narcissa was the perfect embodiment of seductive innocence, and she looked so eager to get started worshiping her Lord the way he deserved. “She wants you,” Bellatrix said to Harry. “And I can see it in your eyes that you want her too.”
Harry didn’t deny it; he couldn’t.
“Please,” Narcissa spoke up as her hands returned to what they were doing. She unzipped his trousers and reached inside for him. “Let me service you, my Lord. It’s the least I can do.”
When Bellatrix saw Harry’s eyes start to glaze over, she knew that her sister had won him over. Bellatrix lowered herself onto her knees beside her sister and watched as Narcissa pulled out their Lord’s cock. It was thick and it pulsed in her hand, and Narcissa seemed almost overwhelmed by the sheer size of it.
“Merlin,” Narcissa said, licking her lips.
“Trust me,” Bellatrix grinned. “It’s even more wonderful when he’s fucking you with it.”
Narcissa nodded, eyes wide as she gingerly stroked Harry’s cock. “I’ll bet.”
“Go on,” Bellatrix cooed and pushed Narcissa’s head forward. “Give it a taste. Once you get going, his magic will meld with yours and you’ll feel better than you ever have before.”
Narcissa didn’t need any more motivation than that. She leaned in, parting her pouty lips and slowly took Harry’s cock into her mouth. Bellatrix watched with no small amount of excitement herself as Narcissa’s lips stretched around Harry’s thick cock. Bellatrix had expected her delicate sister to struggle more with this thick piece of meat, but she defied her expectations as she worked her way down it.
“How is she?” Bellatrix asked her Lord, looking up at the grin on his lips. Narcissa looked up too, batting her eyelashes at him.
“Perfect,” Harry sighed as he ran one of his hands through Narcissa’s blond hair. The wet sounds of Narcissa sucking on his cock started up more loudly as she got used to the large object in her mouth. She only got the first third of it past her lips, but she was still greedily licking it. “Almost as good as your first time.”
Bellatrix trembled in delight as she remembered that fond memory of hers. “I think you were a bit rougher with me than you’re being with her.”
“That’s because you had just tried to ruin a perfectly good pub,” Harry reminded her. “Narcissa has been much more pleasant in comparison.”
Bellatrix laughed and snuggled up against Narcissa’s side. “Do you hear that?” She whispered into her ear. “Our Lord likes you.”
Narcissa hummed happily around Harry’s cock. Her innocent face juxtaposed wonderfully with how lewdly her lips were spread around the cock in her mouth. Bellatrix snaked her hands up Narcissa’s sides until she reached the top of her borrowed dress robes. Then, with one sharp tug downward, Bellatrix bared Narcissa’s breasts.
Just like Bellatrix’s, Narcissa had two very full breasts. Her pale skin was flawless over her teardrop-shaped breasts, and her rosy pink nipples stood at attention. Bellatrix grabbed Narcissa’s breasts and squeezed the flesh between her fingers. “He’s going to fuck you after this,” she whispered again into Narcissa’s ear while looking up at her Lord’s emerald green eyes with a teasing look on her face. Both Narcissa and Harry reacted pleasurably to her words. “He’s going to fuck your little pussy and make you feel better than you ever have before. He’s going to make you scream, and you’ll feel just how good his magic really is when he cums in you.”
“Fuck, Bellatrix,” Harry groaned and he grabbed onto Narcissa’s hair. “You’re going to push me over the edge.”
“Good,” Bellatrix grinned.
Narcissa pulled her head back and Harry’s cock popped out of her mouth. She’d managed to get halfway down the shaft at the end there, but there was still quite a lot to go. If Narcissa seemed disappointed by her performance, she didn’t show it. Instead, she seemed quite eager to continue.
“My Lord,” she said, looking up at Harry with doe eyes. “Do you think you’d like to fuck me now?”
Merlin, the adorable way she asked Harry that was enough to make the familiar warmth in between Bellatrix’s thighs burn hotter than before. She released Narcissa’s breasts and stood up fully, subtly rubbing her thighs together as she did so.
Harry was looking at Narcissa like he’d never seen a woman before. He looked hungry and desperate and needy to continue their copulation. “Get up,” he ordered Narcissa.
Narcissa smiled and dutifully rose to her feet, making sure to squeeze her breasts together enticingly. Harry couldn’t help but reach out and capture one of her pretty nipples in between his fingers.
“Fuck,” Harry groaned. He let her go and gestured at the couch behind her. “On your back.”
Narcissa turned on her heel and slowly started to walk over to the couch. She shimmied the top of her dress robes down so that they pooled around her waist. Then, she bunched up the skirt in her hands and teasingly moved it up her long legs. With each step she took, she’d move the dress another few inches up, revealing the slender and smooth legs that led up to the place Harry actually wanted to see.
Bellatrix was about to move off to the side, maybe to sit down in one of the chairs and masturbate as she watched, only for Harry to suddenly grab her around the waist and yank her over to his side. Bellatrix could only moan as Harry kissed her desperately, forcing his tongue past her lips and dominating her completely. He broke the kiss after a few seconds and returned his gaze back over to Narcissa who had the hem of her dress just below her ass.
“You did well to bring her here to me,” Harry murmured to Bellatrix. “She’s a good fit.”
“And hopefully a tight one too,” Bellatrix added as she watched the curve of her sister’s ass cheeks come into view. “Fuck her good.”
“I intend to,” Harry replied before giving Bellatrix one last kiss and striding over to Narcissa.
Narcissa let her blond hair fall across the armrest as she twirled and landed on her back on the couch. She hooked her arms underneath her knees and raised her legs prettily before she spread them apart, revealing a perfect, glistening, pink pussy.
Bellatrix watched as Harry practically leapt on top of Narcissa, his cock already probing at her entrance. Despite the sexy look on Narcissa’s face, Bellatrix knew that she must be nervous to have such a massive cock about to be stuck inside of her. It had made Bellatrix feel more incredible than she ever had before, but it had still been a daunting task.
After just a couple of seconds, Harry lined up the head of his cock perfectly and pushed forward. Narcissa’s mouth opened into a perfect O-shape as she let out a silent scream while Harry’s cock slowly pushed forward inside of her. He moved smoothly and confidently, pushing forward an inch every second or two.
Bellatrix swore that she was feeling a phantom sensation of Harry’s cock filling her up too. He was so massive that it was impossible to forget the feeling of his cock stretching out her walls to the breaking point. His magic mixed with his partner’s so that they could handle him though.
Narcissa’s silent scream didn’t last as such for very long when Harry fully filled her up. She let out a long, deeply satisfied moan as she released the hold of her legs and wrapped them around Harry’s waist. “Fuck!” Narcissa exclaimed. “I never could’ve imagined it’d be this good!”
“Enjoy it,” Bellatrix chuckled. “You’ll be getting fucked by our Lord quite a lot from now on, but the first time is always something special.”
Harry had treated Bellatrix like she was just an object for his use to fuck and get pleasure out of the first time they fucked, so it was quite the juxtaposition to Bellatrix to watch as Harry leaned down and kissed Narcissa tenderly on the lips as he gently rocked his hips against hers. Narcissa clung to Harry rapaciously and kissed him back with more passion than Bellatrix had ever seen her kiss Lucius. She was finally feeling true pleasure, and it was delightful to behold her sister going through the same experience she had.
When Harry finally started to pull his hips back, Narcissa let out a whiny moan. Her fingers clutched at his back, trying to keep his body as close to hers as possible. However, even when he was being gentle, Bellatrix knew that her Lord’s pleasure came first. He continued to pull back until just the tip of his cock was inside of her, and then he slammed his hips forward and filled up Narcissa’s pussy.
“Fuck!” Narcissa screamed again before letting out a wanton moan of lust.
Harry repeated his motions, only faster this time. Again and again he pounded into Narcissa’s tight little pussy with his thick cock, making her moan and scream in pleasure.
Bellatrix couldn’t help but slip her hand underneath her dress to start touching herself. As incredible as experiencing Harry doing all of these things to her, it was almost as enjoyable watching him do it to someone else.
Almost.
Bellatrix plopped herself down in a chair and spread her legs wide and started to finger her pussy desperately. She was already dripping wet from earlier, and the visual feast before her coupled with Narcissa’s cries of pleasure and the sound of Harry’s heavy balls smacking off of her ass were giving Bellatrix plenty to work with. She pumped three fingers inside of her while the base of her palm brushed up against her clit, sending little sparks of pleasure through her body.
A sudden scream left Narcissa’s body as Harry rammed forward particularly hard. Her back arched off of the couch and her toes curled up in just the right way that told Bellatrix that her sister had just had her first orgasm. Harry didn’t stop fucking her as she came around his cock though; he kept on going, loving the feeling of Narcissa’s tight pussy getting even tighter as it clamped down around his thick cock.
By the time Narcissa’s body sagged with well-deserved relief, she looked well and truly fucked. Bellatrix knew that it was only thanks to Harry’s magic invigorating her that she had the strength to keep on getting fucked.
Harry’s growls started to get louder as he picked up the pace. Bellatrix did her best to make her fingers mimic Harry’s exact pattern as he plowed into her sister, but it was hard to maintain it when she was getting close herself. Her pussy was starting to pulse around her fingers, and she was squirming around in her chair as her pleasure grew.
“My Lord!” Narcissa cried. “Please, don’t hold back! Cum in me!”
Harry dipped his head down then and kissed Narcissa deeply. With one final thrust, he buried his cock as deep as it could go in Narcissa’s pussy and spilled his seed inside of her. Between that and the effect his magic was having on Narcissa, Bellatrix watched as she was struck by another orgasm.
Surprisingly, Bellatrix felt a few familiar tendrils of her Lord’s magic reach out to her. They brushed across her skin and down to her pussy where she felt them fuel the fire burning in her core. Her eyes closed of her own accord and she let out a long moan as her fingers pushed herself over the edge, making her entire body twitch and spasm as pleasure came over her in waves.
“Bellatrix,” Harry ordered sharply.
Without even opening up her eyes, Bellatrix pushed herself out of her seat. Her legs were like jelly, so she had to crawl across the floor over towards Harry, still fingering herself to get out every last bit of pleasure she could.
Harry pulled his cock out of Narcissa’s pussy, much to her disappointment, and turned to face Bellatrix. He didn’t even need to ask as Bellatrix took his slick cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked him clean as he pet her head and praised his “little slut.”
Yes, that she was. And now she had Narcissa around to help out too.
Bellatrix opened her eyes to meet her sister’s hungry gaze. She wanted more, another good fuck from their Lord. Well, Bellatrix was happy to share. After all, their Lord truly was the best thing in the world.
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“Lucius, just write down their names,” Narcissa pleaded on her knees.
Lucius looked terribly torn between Narcissa and the sheet of parchment on the desk in his room that sat beside a nice breakfast. He hadn’t showered or bathed himself since last night so he was still covered in a bit of dirt from the battle. Harry and Bellatrix stood just inside of the room by the door, watching the interaction go down.
Bellatrix had to admit that her sister was quite the actress. After she had experienced the pleasure their Lord could bring, she completely forsook Lucius and the Dark Lord for Harry. She was even willing to go so far as to lie to Lucius in order to get him to give them what they wanted.
“If you do this, everything will be better,” Narcissa continued. “You’ll be able to leave, and we can both move on with our lives.”
Bellatrix had to suppress a snort. This pure-blood ponce had no idea that Narcissa had already pledged herself to another and was going to move on with her life at Harry’s side, not his.
Lucius’s gaze flickered over towards Harry. “You’ll let us leave?” He asked.
“Alive and unharmed,” Harry answered honestly, much to Bellatrix’s chagrin. “Other than a simple memory charm to remove your knowledge of us and this location.”
That didn’t seem to disturb Lucius much. In fact, it seemed like he was barely paying attention to Harry anyway. Ever since Narcissa showed up, the man had been overwhelmed with worry and made sure that his beloved wasn’t hurt in any way.
“Fine,” Lucius finally sighed. He picked up the quill and sat down at the desk. “I’ll write down the names and addresses of all the ones I know.”
“Excellent,” Harry nodded sharply. “We’ll be back in half an hour to collect the names, and then we’ll memory charm you and you’ll be brought back to your home.”
“Narcissa,” Bellatrix called out sharply.
Narcissa got to her feet and walked over to her sister’s side. She gave Lucius one final smile over her shoulder. “Write down everyone you remember,” she reminded him.
“I will,” Lucius promised.
Leaving the man to his work, the three of them left his room.
Immediately as the door closed behind them, Narcissa leapt into Harry’s arms. “Did I do good?” She asked.
“You did wonderfully,” Harry assured her with a kiss. It was a quick peck and not the deep smooch her sister had been hoping for, but Bellatrix knew that Narcissa was just going to have to get used to following her Lord’s will. With time she’d learn what she could get away with and when to follow his lead. “And so did you,” Harry told Bellatrix. “Thank you for all of this.”
Bellatrix grinned at him. “Don’t thank me till we’re done. We’ve got a lot of Death Eaters to go through still. And then we’ve got one last man to finish off.”
Comments
Arctis_Shox
I do that for my other stories (The Attendants, Power Plays, etc) but I do not do that for any one-shots. I'll retroactively tag this story since it has transformed into a short series. Going forward, anytime a one-shot gets a sequel chapter, I will create a tag for it. In addition, I'll create a one-shot tag to keep all of those together as well. Back when I started posting, I received multiple requests to tag actual story posts as "story" to differentiate them from polls, prompts, schedules, etc. I still see the value in doing this, so I am going to keep tagging any one-shots or chapters in a story as "Story."
ahound29
Instead of tagging your stories as "Story" could you tag them as the title so we can click a tag to see all the chapters on one page?
