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Sorcery and Seduction Chapter 15
🕑 Added 2025-03-05 19:21:46 +0000 UTCHogwarts was closed.
They had all woken up that morning and not even had the chance to leave their common room before McGonagall told them all to pack up their things. The school was being shutdown effective immediately, and all of them were being sent back to London on the Hogwarts Express.
No one even had a moment to protest, nor even to ask questions, as they were all soon herded out of the school and rushed onto the train. Harry felt his head spinning at the unforeseen series of events, wondering just what was going on.
Is this a ploy by Umbridge? A way for her to show off the power of the Ministry? He wondered if this was some outlandish way for the Minister to outmaneuver Dumbledore, taking away his power as Headmaster by forcefully shutting down his school. Umbridge did become High Inquisitor, so maybe this really is her doing.
Part of his mind whispered that all of this really was Umbridge’s fault. The woman had been on the warpath against them, and it was very likely her role as High Inquisitor was linked to the school’s shutdown. Maybe she shutdown the school just to piss me off.
He had finally been making progress on his plans as of late. His coven had been steadily expanding, with witches lined up to join him in the fight against Voldemort. That wasn’t mentioning the DA, and the dozens of students learning to defend themselves behind Umbridge’s back.
And yet all of that had been hindered by the school’s sudden closure, leaving Harry unsure about the future and unable to move forward with his plans. All of it served to increase his frustration, and he channeled it all as he drove his cock harshly into the witch in front of him.
Pansy’s body was pressed harshly against the mirror inside the loo onboard the Hogwarts Express, the tips of her toes barely touching the ground as he held her bodyweight up. The room was tiny, only having enough space for a toilet, sink, and mirror, but that didn’t stop him from taking her like a bitch in heat.
The brunette’s entire body was positioned so she could get brutally pounded by his big cock, his hands grasping her hips tightly as he slammed into her. Pansy could only moan and scream like a whore, unable to do anything against his power.
Her hands pressed against the walls of the loo, desperately trying to hold onto something as he pistoned her back and forth. All while he moved her up and down his shaft like some sort of fleshlight, focusing on his own release and not caring for her pleasure whatsoever.
He could feel her core tighten around his shaft, as he pulled back and then slammed into her once again, pushing her flat against the loo’s mirror. The action caused her makeup to be smeared against the mirror, her face being brutually pressed against its surface.
Her clothing was ripped and clumsily dangling around her thighs and midsection, leaving her arse bare and tits exposed. He had been in such a rush to fuck her that he didn’t waste a moment to drag her into the loo before having his way with her body. It wasn’t like he would see Pansy anytime soon with the castle’s closure, so Harry figured he might as well make the most of it.
Would he go back to the Dursleys now? He genuinely didn’t know what would happen now that Hogwarts was closed. Maybe back to Sirius at Grimmauld Place?
All of those thoughts made him that much more irritated, and he slammed into Pansy that much harder.
“You better not forget about your mission, pet.” Harry growled as he fucked her, knowing that he wouldn’t be around Pansy nearly as much while they were out of Hogwarts. There was a certain risk she could escape his grasp, not having him around to fuck her and ensure her loyalty. But Harry would have to accept that risk, and hope she would go through her mission of seducing Malfoy and continuing to be his spy. “Tell me, will you see Draco at all outside of Hogwarts?”
“I-Agh!-his mother will invite me over for t-tea if I ask.” She managed to get out between moans.
“Good.”
He hadn’t informed Pansy about his discussion with Narcissa that day, and the girl was still under his orders to seduce Draco. All the while Mrs. Malfoy was unknowingly trying to push Pansy and Draco into a relationship. The irony that both of them were working with him against Draco while not knowing about the other was not lost on him.
Just then his cock shuddered and he felt his balls give way, and Harry slammed himself into her. Pansy let out a loud wailing moan, and he felt her pussy squeeze and convulse around his cock. The girl was having another orgasm, all while he despoiled Draco’s fake lover and filled her to the brim with his cum. Even after all this time of fucking her, he still felt that sense of vindictiveness when he fucked Draco’s bitch.
“Morgana’s tit’s! Gah! S-S-So much c-cum!” Pansy blabbered as he filled her up. “H-Harry p-please! D-Don’t stop fucking me!”
“You’ll have to wait till we’re back at Hogwarts for me to fuck you again.” He told her darkly. “Until then, I want you to remember this moment. Even when Draco is fucking you with his pitiful dick, I want you to never forget what it feels like to be taking my cock.”
“Y-Yes!” The Slytherin brunette quivered in her place, mounted on top of his massive cock as her body seemed to once again go through another orgasm. He pulled out of there then, letting a cascade of orgasmic fluid waterfall out of her gaping pussy.
“Clean yourself up.” Harry said, tucking his shaft back into his trousers and ignoring Pansy’s disheveled form.
“Y-Yes, My Lord.” She managed to get out, as Harry opened the door and exited the train’s loo.
He and Pansy had met at the back of the Hogwarts Express, the least occupied part of the train with the smallest amount of students, and he began the lengthy process of making his way through each car towards where his friends were. Harry knew that he at least needed to talk to all of them before they split ways, with Ron and Hermione probably wanting to speak to him, and the same being said for Susan and Daphne.
Luckily, the first person he came across was Ron, as the redhead went about performing his prefect duties. Not that it was entirely necessary, with the school having closed, but Ron still patrolled the train nonetheless.
“Harry! I need to talk to you.” Ron called out when he noticed him, having stepped out of a compartment full of younger students. “It’s about Hermione.”
“Is she okay?” Harry asked.
“A bit of a mess actually.” Ron answered with a grimace. “I think this whole thing has got her in a tizzy.”
That would make sense. Hermione loved Hogwarts, especially when it came to studying and attending classes, and them suddenly being sent home might even ruin her year.
“I need your help, mate.” Ron continued. “About her, I think that I did something wrong. We’re supposed to be dating… but she seems to be avoiding me.”
“Really? Why is that?” Harry realized then that he wasn’t spending nearly enough time around his old friends. Something big like Hermione avoiding Ron should have already been noted by him, and yet he had missed it completely. In the previous years the group of them were practically tied at the hip, but now Harry was distracted with his own love life.
“I don’t know, it’s just since our last date she’s been quieter than normal.”
The answer to Ron’s problem seemed pretty self-explanatory to him. And Harry didn’t need to be in a relationship with multiple Witches to know what was wrong. “So you had a bad date?”
“No! We talked a ton about quidditch, and… other things too.”
Hermione hates quidditch. Harry remembered Krum, the Quidditch Superstar Hermione dated last year during the Triwizard Tournament. It would make sense if the girl never wanted to hear about quidditch again after dating a quidditch superstar of all people. “No wonder you had a bad date if you only talked quidditch. Ron, you need to talk about more personable things on a date. Actually take the time to ask Hermione questions and get to know her. Did you at least wear some proper clothes on it?”
Ron chuckled nervously, scratching his hair. “About that…”
Harry sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Just apologize to her. And next time you go out, wear some nice clothes and bring her flowers or something.”
“A Weasley wearing nice clothes? I don’t think anyone’s heard of such a thing!” Came a familiar drawl, and Harry looked behind Ron to see Malfoy headed his way, accompanied by Crabbe and Goyle.
“Go away, Malfoy.” Ron growled.
Malfoy ignored him, sauntering up to them and looking Harry over. “Looks like your precious Hogwarts got closed down, Potter.”
“What would you know about it, Malfoy?” Harry narrowed his eyes in suspicion. “Is your Father behind all this?”
“The school wouldn’t close down without my Father having a say.” Draco sniffed haughtily. “Dumbledore can hardly do anything without my Father’s approval.”
There was a certain possibility that Harry hadn’t fully considered, being that Voldemort would be behind the school’s sudden closure. And where Voldemort was involved, it meant that Lucius Malfoy was involved as well. I know Draco’s Father can influence the school’s board, so maybe Voldemort ordered him to close the school?
There was even the chance that Voldemort had finally revealed himself, and that the Ministry had accepted the truth of his return. Something huge like that could cause the school’s sudden closure, as Harry doubted parents would want their children away from them when a mass-murderer was out for blood. Not to mention how Voldemort has attacked Hogwarts multiple times at this point.
I’ll need to talk to Narcissa soon. He had made the woman part of his coven, and yet he didn’t have easy access to her like the others. She was still married to Lucius, and embedded deep inside Voldemort’s council, making her a great ally. Not to mention a bonafide MILF he liked to fuck.
“~ter, Potter!” Malfoy yelled, getting his attention. “Weren’t you listening to me, you filthy half-blood?”
I need to stop spacing out. Harry internally berated himself, hating that he let his guard down and got caught up in his own head in front of Malfoy.
“Apologies.” Harry said dryly, and continued talking as if nothing was wrong. “I was just thinking about rutting your Mum.”
Malfoy stilled, and even Crabbe and Goyle looked lost. “…what?”
“Your Mum, she’s really a great lay. Her whole look with that blonde hair and those tits and that fat arse, it all goes together perfectly when she’s on her knees taking my cock.” Even Ron was looking at him with abject shock at this point, but Harry didn’t care. Technically, he was telling Malfoy the truth about the ferret’s Mum, but Draco wouldn’t see it that way.
Instead, Draco Malfoy reddened in pure rage. It was almost like molten lava was being poured down the blond’s ears as his face became alight, his teeth clamped together so hard that Harry thought they might crack.
And Harry just had to push him over the edge. “Do you think the Lady Malfoy is a spitter? Or does she swallow like a good pureblood girl?”
Malfoy let out a cry of rage as he moved, forgetting his wand completely as he went to punch him. It would have been a nasty confrontation for the old Harry, one that would leave him bruised even if he managed to beat Malfoy.
But Draco was dealing with a different Harry Potter. One who’s body was corded with strong muscle, powered by magic and might and the strength of his coven. To him, it was almost as if the blond ponce was moving in slow motion.
Harry moved then, snapping out an uppercut that probably broke a few of Draco’s teeth. Before the boy could even fall, Harry snapped out two other punches, to the left side of his head and then the right. Each sent his head back and forth, sending blood flying out of his mouth.
After that Harry kicked him, slamming his foot forward onto the boy’s chest and putting him to the ground. His bully let out a gurgle of blood along with a gargled scream, and Harry leaned down and grabbed his hair before pulling him against the side of the hall.
Crabbe and Goyle watched on in abject shock, both boys gaping in horror as they didn’t even bother and try to protect Draco. Ron was little different, but more shocked than horrified like the others.
“Y-You… You can’t do t-this.” Draco managed to get out, his mouth bloody and his jaw probably broken. “M-My Fath-”
“Did you think I had forgotten what your father did in that graveyard?” The edge in Harry’s voice could have cut steel, and everyone present winced.
Harry was still furious over what happened in the final moments of the Triwizard Tournament, and had been carefully nursing that anger ever since. Now he had an opportunity to get some of that frustration out, and he did so by taking it out on Lucius Malfoy’s son.
Sadly, Malfoy seemed to get the memo, but not the lesson. “Um-Umbridge will-”
“Hogwarts is closed, haven’t you forgotten.” Harry gained a cruel smirk. “Umbridge isn’t here, but that doesn’t make me forget you were part of her little Inquisitor Squad.”
Ron swore in anger from behind him, probably forgetting that piece of information. Harry wasn’t the only one tortured by Umbridge, and he knew the Weasleys hated her almost as much as him. It made his beating of Malfoy that much more justified.
“Think of this as a warning.” Harry told Malfoy. “I want your father to see his pathetic excuse for a son when he gets off this train. And I also want him to know who did it to him. And I especially want him to know… what will happen to those who support Voldemort.”
Draco was looking at him in abject terror by the time he finished, and his two bodyguards weren’t much different. Harry stood then, taking a step back, allowing Crabbe and Goyle to grab Malfoy and haul him away.
“Bloody hell, mate.” Ron said. “That was amazing.”
-
Sometimes Daphne Greengrass wondered what the hell happened to her life.
She used to be so vain and arrogant, high on her own self-importance because of her rich, pureblood ancestry and magical might. She was the future Lady of House Greengrass, one of the wealthiest pureblood Houses in Britain. And not only that, she was one of the best academic students in Hogwarts, and held the lofty title of being the Slytherin Ice Queen.
And now she was the girlfriend of Harry Potter, and relegated to spending her life surrounded by blood traitors and mudbloods. Oh, how the mighty had fallen.
Her lip quirked in amusement at that thought, remembering how ridiculous her old life used to be. Back then, it was all about looking her best and retaining her position in the Slytherin hierarchy, all while making sure Hermione Granger wasn’t going to score better than her on the next exam. Now she was taking death defying trips down to the Chamber of Secrets and helping her boyfriend with his secret war against the Dark Lord.
In all seriousness, Daphne Greengrass much preferred this life to her old. It had a sense of realism and weight to it that she had been lacking before, making her choices and decisions that much more important. Now longer was she simply waiting to graduate Hogwarts and be married off to whatever pureblood wizard paid top-dollar for her body. Instead she was selected with the prestigious position of being Harry Potter’s girlfriend from among all of the whores he could have picked from.
A normal witch would have cheered at being selected for such a position, but not her. Daphne knew the requirements that came with such a task, having to sexually pleasure and keep up with her lover in bed. It was something not to be taken lightly, and that was without mentioning all the games she had to play in order to avoid gold diggers and sluts from distracting her man.
And she was doing well so far. Harry seemed happy with her as the primary lover in his coven, and Daphne had been able to balance all the new witches coming into his love-life. Susan Bones was already under her thumb, with Tracey primed and ready to recieve his mark. Soon enough, Cho Chang, the Carrows, and even Daphne’s own sister would be ready to join.
And yet her careful maneuvering was being disrupted by this new development. Hogwarts being closed down was unexpected to say the least, and Daphne had to wonder just how she could interact with Harry outside of school.
Maybe he could stay with me? She bit her lip at the thought, imagining what it would be like to wake up everyday next to him in bed. That wasn’t mentioning her family, and how Astoria and her Mother would react. If need be, they can be convinced to let Harry stay in their Manor.
The door behind her closed suddenly, and Daphne tilted her head just enough to see Susan Bones enter the train car. Daphne sat next to Tracey in one of the nicer cars on the Hogwarts Express, being one large open space lined with seats and tables instead of being split into multiple separate compartments.
Susan moved and sat down across from them, speaking as she did so. “Hannah asked Hermione, who’s a prefect, and she didn’t know anything about the school closing either.”
The redhead had gone off to visit the Hufflepuff bimbo that was Hannah Abbott, hoping the girl would know something about Hogwart’s sudden closure. Of course the girl didn’t know anything, something that didn’t suprise Daphne in the slightest. Hannah was dumber than a troll in her mind.
She opened her mouth to say exactly that, but that was when Harry entered from the other side of the train, getting plenty of attention as he headed their way. He had come from the rear of the train for some reason, and she had to wonder what he was up to.
He moved in and sat down next to Susan, putting him directly across from herself and Tracey. Meanwhile the redhead’s face turned as red as her hair, and Daphne could only guess his hand was feeling up Susan’s plump thighs.
“Malfoy doesn’t seem to know anything, nor does anyone on the Inquisitor Squad.” Harry said suddenly.
“How do you know that?” Tracey inquired.
“I asked nicely.” Was his answer, clearly hiding how he got information out of the Inquisitor Squad.
“So we’ve all been kicked out of Hogwarts and we don’t know why.” Daphne stated with some irritation, deciding not to press Harry.
“Pretty much.” He shrugged.
That led to her next question, which was what they would be doing now. The group of them needed to meet outside the castle, as Daphne wanted to at least visit her boyfriend. The question was burning her up inside, and she finally caved and spoke. “Where are you going to be staying? I’d like to visit my boyfriend outside of school at some point.”
Harry sighed as if the very question pained him. “Honestly, I’m not entirely sure. I doubt I’ll stay with my muggle relatives, so maybe with some of my Father’s friends…”
Her brows shot up at that, and Tracey looked at her before mouthing the words ‘muggle relatives?’. Daphne found herself just as confused as her, and a glance at Susan revealed the redhead to be just as puzzled.
Sometimes it simply amazed her how complicated Harry’s life was. It felt like Daphne had gotten to know Harry so well, yet in reality she had barely scratched the surface. Just like with the Chamber of Secrets reveal, something that happened all the way back in their second year, and yet Daphne had only found out just recently.
“We’re going to meet outside of school, right?” Susan asked. “My aunt isn’t around all that often, so we can always use my place.”
Susan’s unsubtle suggestion that ‘you can stay with me, Harry!’ went unsaid, but the redhead’s ploy was obvious to everyone there. To Daphne’s annoyance, her boyfriend even seemed to be considering Susan’s offer, something that she simply could not allow. Ignoring how Harry would be out of her reach by staying with Susan, it would simply be dangerous for him to sleep under the same roof as Madam Bones. The DMLE director was extremely competent, and it was possible the woman could even discover Harry’s plans along with his coven.
She needed to do something, and Daphne’s mouth moved before she could stop herself. “It’s only right that you stay with my family, Harry.”
He looked at her strangely, and she felt her cheeks warm in embarrassment. “I mean… if you’re okay with it?”
“Of course.” She nodded, trying to ignore the impropriety of having her boyfriend over before they were even betrothed. Maybe we can figure that part out while he stays with me. “My Mother and sister will love having you around for company. Greengrass Manor is quite large, and can be lonely at times.”
I did promise my Mother to Harry after all. Daphne recalled the night that Harry took her into his coven, and how she promised him her sister and her mother. This will be the perfect time for them to be acquainted at least, alone and protected inside Greengrass Manor.
She was well aware of Susan’s annoyed look, and ignored the girl. Harry was going to be staying with her outside of Hogwarts, and there was nothing the redhead could do about it.
Soon the train pulled into platform nine and three-quarters, revealing the hordes of parents eagerly waiting for their children’s arrival. They all had worried expressions on their features, and glanced around warily as if an attack could come at any moment.
The students were all kept in the dark about why exactly the school was closing, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out something terrible had happened. It was the only explanation Daphne could come up with that made sense, and her mind went through a list of possibilities from Voldemort’s official return, to the statute of secrecy being broken. Only something terrible like that could generate such a reaction from the group of worried parents.
The scene of herself and boyfriend making their way through the crowd generated quite a lot of attention, but most families only spared them a quick glance before dashing to the floo. All the while Daphne remained calm, grasping Harry’s hand and guiding him along with Astoria to the edge of the crowd.
It was there that an older blonde woman waited patiently, her appearance immaculate, and her hair elegantly done. She was the woman who raised her, and Daphne had done her best to adopt all of her looks and mannerisms over the years. Her mother’s blue eyes went to Astoria first, then to Harry for a long moment before finally settling on Daphne with a questioning look.
A/N:
I know this is a small plot twist, but be assured that everyone will return to Hogwarts soon enough. After all, Harry needs to get some Witches from outside Hogwarts.
More details about what's going on will come out in the future chapters!
Comments
yan boul
what an unexpected turn the ministry is in the process of sinking even if it speaks of schoolchildren as traitors that Voldemort and his gang never had this label a yes he was blood-pure in the eyes of the ministry
