THe Next Step Chapter 8 (Patreon)

"Black, come over here!" Hestia shouted. Sirius waved goodbye to the pretty witch and walked towards Hestia, Remus, and Nymphadora. Sirius smiled as he reached them, giving Remus a wink while Hestia shot him an annoyed look.

"Wipe that smug smile off your face, cousin. She was probably going to steal your blood and sell it to Borgin and Burkes," Tonks said. Sirius chuckled at Tonks' comment.

"Let's get going shall we? The sooner we leave knockturn alley, the better," Remus suggested. They all nodded agreement and began walking briskly through the dark and narrow streets of Knockturn Alley.

The four aurors made their way through the dimly lit and eerie alley, their wands at the ready. The air was heavy with danger and secrecy, as if every shadow held a hidden threat. They passed shops with darkened windows, some displaying gruesome artifacts and others emitting an unsettling aura.

"Why can't we intervene in some of these deals?" Hestia asked.

"Some shopkeepers pay ministers a lot of money to stay in business and continue their illegal activities," Remus replied.

"We had this discussion before, Hestia," Sirius added. "It's not going to change anytime soon. The corruption runs deep in the Ministry."

Tonks tripped on an uneven cobblestone, but quickly regained her balance. "Watch your step," Remus warned.

"My hero," Tonks said with a playful grin, earning ale from the others.

"Look, isn't that Mr. Yaxley?" Hestia whispered, pointing towards a tall figure standing near the entrance of a particularly shady-looking shop. The group slowed their pace and huddled together to observe him discreetly.

"I've got this," Tonks said, morphing her appearance into a hot, black-haired woman with pale skin. She covered her auror badge with a glamour charm and confidently approached Mr. Yaxley.

As Tonks approached the men stopped talking, Yaxley looked at her annoyed while the other men seemed smitten with her. She flashed them a seductive smile and began engaging them in conversation. Hestia, Remus, and Sirius watched from a distance, their wands still at the ready in case things took a turn for the worse.

"Get lost!" Yaxley said finally having enough Tonks maintained her seductive smile, undeterred by Yaxley's dismissive response. "Oh, come on now," she purred.

Yaxley threw a small bag to her and said, "Here, now leave." Tonks caught the bag swiftly, widening her eyes. "Pleasure doing business with you," she said before turning on her heel and strutting away from Mr. Yaxley and his companions.

Tonks rejoined the group, her appearance returning to normal. She handed the bag to Remus, who carefully examined what was inside. "Just a few galleons," Remus said, sounding disappointed. "Not much to work with."

"Did catch what they were talkin about?" Sirius asked.

"Not much but I did hear him mentioning his wife's name." Tonks said.

"That's not good if he mentions her here. She works at Hogwarts and Harry spends a lot of detentions with her," Sirius said, concerned.

"Lily told me Harry defends Hermione when Yaxley mentioned that she's a muggle, and ever since then, Christina Yaxley has been targeting him," Hestia added.

"Leave the young man. He should be chasing witches instead of dealing with old, single-minded pureblood fanatics," Sirius said, shaking his head. Hestia and Remus rolled their eyes as Sirius continued his rant. "Well, regardless of our opinions on Mr. Yaxley's choices, it seems clear that we need to keep a closer eye on him and his wife," Remus said, folding the bag and tucking it safely into his pocket.

"Hey! It might not be much, but that's still four galleons I made," Tonks said with a smirk. "Every little bit helps, right?" The group chuckled at Tonks' comment, momentarily lightening the mood.

"Let's get out of here," Remus said. The group swiftly exited the dark alley and merged with the busy crowd on Diagon Alley. As they walked, Hestia checked behind her to ensure they weren't being followed.

Hogwarts

Walking through the castle, Harry held his trusty Firebolt in hand. He had just finished flying to relax. The freedom he experienced while flying on his broom was always hard to explain to his friends, especially Hermione. She would always respond with a smirk and say, "As long as it makes you happy." Harry couldn't help but smile at the memory of Hermione flying on his broom with him. He had never heard her scream so loudly before.

Turning the corner, he saw Neville talking with Romilda Vane. Their bodies were almost touching. Neville noticed him when Romilda glanced at him, and he moved back slightly. Romilda quickly left the hallway. "Think about it," Neville said as she left, blushing while walking past Harry who smiled at her.

"Sorry for interrupting," Harry said.

"Oh, it's fine," Neville said.

"I thought you were dating Hannah?" Harry asked.

"We're, she's great," he replied with a smile. "We're just discussing a herbology tutoring session; Romilda is struggling." Harry nodded.

"Good job, mate! You're at the top of the class, maybe even the whole school," Harry said.

"Done flying?" Neville nodded at his broom.

"Can't stay out forever, Hermione might have a stroke if I don't finish my potions essay tonight," Harry said playfully. They both headed towards the portrait of the fat lady.

Neville entered while Harry waited at the portrait. "You're not coming?" he asked Harry.

"No Ginny said she'd meet me outside by the fat lady." Harry smiled and waved Neville off as he disappeared through the.

Only a few minutes went by untill Ginny appeared, Harry grinned as Ginny approached, her red hair shining in the dimly lit hallway. She wore a mischievous smile on her face, and Harry couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. "Hey there," he greeted her.

Ginny greeted Harry with a playful smirk. "Hey yourself," she replied, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Ready for some adventure?"

"That depends on what kind of adventure you have in mind," Harry replied, raising an eyebrow.

Ginny laughed and leaned closer to Harry. "Well, I was thinking of spending some time in your room," she whispered. Harry grinned and took her hand in dragging her to his private room As Harry and Ginny entered his private room, they couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The room was cozy, with a warm fire crackling in the fireplace and soft music playing in the background.

Placing his Firebolt on its stand by the door, Harry turned to Ginny with a mischievous smile. "So, what's the plan?" he asked.

Ginny pushed him onto the couch and straddled his lap, her eyes filled with mischief. "The plan," she whispered seductively, "is to have some fun."

Harry's heart raced as Ginny leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his. The room filled with an electric tension as they shared a passionate kiss. Their hands explored each other's bodies, igniting a fire within them both. With each touch and caress, their desire grew stronger.

Suddenly his floo bursts into flames and his mother appears from the flames. Startled, Harry and Ginny quickly pulled away from each other as Mrs. Potter stood there, her eyes wide with shock. "Mom," Harry stammered, trying to compose himself. "What are you doing here?"

"I-i wanted to disscus a few things with you," Lily replied.

"I should go," Ginny said, her face even redder than her hair.

Harry stopped her. "Stay."

"Are you sure?" Lily said, raising her ear brow while Harry nodded.

"Ginny is part of this now," Harry said firmly. "Whatever you want to discuss, she can be a part of it."

Lily began explaining Neville's actions and why he was approaching so many girls at Hogwarts. As Lily continued speaking, Harry activated the vibrating toy inside Ginny without using his wand, causing her to gasp in pleasure. Lily paused mid-sentence, her eyes narrowing as noticed Ginny's reaction. "Is everything alright, dear?" she asked, concern evident in her voice.

Ginny blushed and tried to compose herself, the pleasure from the vibrating toy made it difficult. Harry quickly stepped in, trying to divert his mother's attention. "Everything's fine, Mum," he said with a forced smile. "Just a little... distraction."

Lily looked at Harry suspiciously, but Harry's eyes told her all she needed to know. 'he was pushing her to the limits' hoping Ginny would give in completely. While Ginny struggled by the sensations Harry explained he saw Neville today talking to Romilda Vane.

"Vane? Abbott, Parkinson..." Lily said, Harry looked up at the mention of Parkinson. "I'll explain later." Lily said. looking at Ginny he could see her tring desperatly not to give in to the pleasure. Lily gave Harry a little nod and watched a little too eagerly as he finally pushed Ginny over the edge.

"Ahh HARRY!" Ginny moaned as she came. As Ginny moaned in pleasure, Harry and Lily exchanged a knowing look. "Mrs. Potter im s-so sorry." She stampered.

Lily Potter dismissed Ginny's apology, a mischievous smile playing on her face. "No need to apologize, dear," she said in a sultry voice. Lily walked over to Ginny and kissed the girl on the lips, gently cupping her cheeks. Ginny looked shocked but reciprocated the kiss, as Lily skillfully slid her tongue into Ginny's mouth. Harry watched in awe as his mother passionately kissed his girlfriend, their tongues dancing together. The room filled with pleasure and anticipation.

Lily pulled back from the breathless girl and smiled. "She'll do," Lily said, licking her lips. She walked over to the floo. "Neville might become a threat; we may have to take action," she said. Harry agreed and waved goodbye to his mother. "Have fun." Lily disappeared into the flames.

Harry turned to Ginny but was knocked over by the redhead. Ginny pounced on Harry, her desire evident in her eyes. She straddled and began kissing him passionately, their bodies pressed tightly together. Harry's hands roamed over Ginny's body, feeling the warmth of her skin and the curves that drove him wild. They lost themselves in each other, their desires merging into one intense moment of pleasure.

Detention

Harry sat once again with Professor Yaxley in detention, giving him another grueling personal demonstration of her last lesson. "Again, Mr. Potter!" she said. Harry lay on the floor as Yaxley continued jinxing him during their duel. Her lesson on countering a jinx seemed never-ending. Harry's body ached from the repeated jinxes, but he knew he couldn't give up. He wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of seeing him break. Harry gritted his teeth and every ounce of determination had left.

Standing on his feet, Harry wiped the sweat off him and took a deep breath. He could feel the exhaustion weighing him down, but he refused to let it defeat him. Professor Yaxley watched him closely, her eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and satisfaction.

"Are you done, Mr. Potter?" Harry glanced up at Professor Yaxley, his face flushed and sweat trickling down his forehead. He felt tired in every muscle but wasn't ready to admit defeat. "Has the lesson sunk in yet?" she mocked.

Harry took a moment to catch his breath before responding. "Not quite, Professor," he said, his voice filled with determination.

Professor Yaxley smirked, knowing that Harry's determination was admirable but futile. She had no intention of letting up on him until he learned the lesson to her satisfaction. "Very well, Mr. Potter," she said.

The detention continued, with Professor Yaxley relentlessly jinxing Harry pushing him to his limits. Each time he was knocked down, he forced himself back up, refusing to give in. The pain and exhaustion were overwhelming, but Harry's determination burned brighter than ever.

Eventually, Professor Yaxley became bored and ended the detention. Harry, covered in sweat and bruises, stood tall and proud. He had endured the grueling lesson and refused to let it break him.

Harry left Professor Yaxley alone in her office. Yaxley kicked her desk in frustration, angry that Harry had shown such resilience. She had hoped to break him, to make him admit defeat and beg for mercy. But instead, he had stood his ground and proven himself once again.

"That boy," Professor Yaxley muttered, her frustration evident in her voice. She knew Harry's determination and refusal to back down would make him a stronger opponent in the future. Despite wanting to break him, she couldn't help but respect his unwavering spirit. "If only he wasn't a mudblood lover," she thought bitterly. "He could have been perfect for our cause." Yaxley recognized that Harry's loyalty to his friends and belief in equality made him a formidable adversary. She wondered about the impact he would have if he were on their side.

As Professor Yaxley contemplated the potential power Harry Potter could have if he were to join their cause, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. She had hoped that her relentless jinxing and grueling detention would break him, make him question his beliefs and allegiances. But Harry's unwavering determination and loyalty only seemed to strengthen in the face of adversity.

Harry became even more protective of muggleborn students in her class, not just Hermione. he spoke up whenever he witnessed unfair treatment or discrimination, using his voice to defend those who couldn't defend themselves. Professor Yaxley noticed this change in Harry's behavior and it frustrated her even further. She had hoped that the detention would have a lasting impact on him, but instead, it seemed to strengthen his belief in equality and justice.

Harry's room.

Harry entered his room, feeling beaten and exhausted. He looked up when he heard a gasp. Lily, Dorea, Bella and Penny stared at him with concern. Lily rushed over to him, her eyes filled with worry.

"Harry, what happened?" she asked, her voice filled with concern. Harry took a deep breath and explained everything that had transpired during his detention with Professor Yaxley.

Lily's eyes widened in shock as she listened to the details of the jinxes and punishments he had endured.

"Penny explained why you had to go through all of that," Lily said, voice filled with anger. "We had no idea the extent of what she was putting you through. It's unacceptable!" Harry was placed on the couch while Lily and Penny got to work making him feel better.

"Bella don't." Harry said he could see it in her eyes. Bella wanted to seek revenge on Professor Yaxley for what she did to him.

"I won't let her get away with it," Bella said, her voice filled with determination. "No one should be allowed to treat you like that, Harry." She clenched her fists, a fire burning in her eyes.

"Than we just need to speed up our plan to take over schoolboard." Dorea said, "Parkinson is taken care of." Harry looked surprised.

"We'll explain soon." Bella said, smiling deviously.

"It's time for Narcissa to join," Dorea said. "I've already negotiated with Goldstein. Redding needs a potion for his wife. Lily already finished brewing one. Mclaggen was easily seduced by Fleur and told us everything."

"So were we blackmailing Mclaggen into giving up his position?" harry asked.

"Yes," Dorea confirmed. "We have enough leverage on him to ensure he steps down willingly. Remus will take his place."

"You better reward Fleur, the old man certainly tried his best for Fleur to actually spread her legs for him." Bella explained. "She didn't deserve that kind of treatment." Harry agreed, thinking of a way to reward Fleur.

"Sirius won Karasu's spot on the school board with a bet," Dorea explained. "And with Parkinson backing us, we just need one more vote to have a majority."

"How did Sirius manage that?" He looked surprised.

Dorea smirked and explained, "Sirius has always been quite the gambler. He challenged Karasu to a game of wizarding chess and bet that if he won, Karasu would have to step down from the school board and support our cause. "And well, Sirius."

"Crazy dog that he is," Lily said with a fond smile. "But it worked; Karasu couldn't resist a challenge, and Sirius beat him fair and square." Taking a breath, Lily continued, "I will owl Narcissa tomorrow and floo you when she arrives." Harry nodded.

"So that leaves Nott, Crouch, Fudge, Dunn, Rookwood and Kneen." Harry said.

Dorea nodded, her expression serious. "Yes, are the remaining members we need to convince or on the school board. We have a plan in motion for each of them. Nott is being investigated for illegal activities by the Aurors, and once evidence is gathered, he will be forced to step down."

"Can we speed up his investigation?" Harry asked, eager to see justice served.

"Maybe, if we get Remus and Hestia on the case, it will speed up the process," Dorea replied, considering the suggestion. "As for Crouch, Fudge, Dunn, Rookwood, and Kneen, we leave them be for now. We don't have enough yet."

"Kneen is a collector of rare magical artifacts," Bella added. "We're working on acquiring something he desperately wants. Once we have it, he'll be more inclined to support us."

Lily kissed him on the cheek and said, "Done." She and Penny's hard work had finally helped Harry relax. "You're not out of the woods yet; no sex for at least a day," Harry pouted playfully. "You need the salve and potion to do it's work."

"So you girls thought of everything," Harry said, feeling a bit down for not being as active and useful.

Dorea smiled and reassured Harry. "Be glad you're not too involved yet. Soon enough, you'll have plenty of chances to contribute."

"It's time for us to go," Dorea declared, standing up from the table. "We have a lot of work to do and not much time. But don't worry, Harry, we'll keep you updated on our progress and let you know when we need your help." Lily and Bella joined her as they all prepared to leave. Before they departed, Dorea turned back with a determined look in her eyes.

Harry hugged Dorea, Lily and Bella tightly, feeling a mix of gratitude and determination. "Thank you all for everything you're doing," he said sincerely. "I may not be able to physically help right now, but I promise to do whatever I can to support our." cause. As Harry watched them leave, he couldn't help but feel a surge of motivation. He turned to Penny who was smiling as she watched him hug his family.

"Get in bed you lazy bum," Penny teased, playfully swatting on the arm. "You need to rest, let your body heal and regain its strength."

Harry chuckled and obediently crawled into bed, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.

Next day

Lily sat in her living room, waiting for Narcissa. Thanks to Hedwig, Lily was able to personally send a letter to her. The Snowy white owl that Hagrid gave him for his eleventh birthday was incredibly intelligent and could easily deliver mail directly to someone.

An elf appeared in front of Lily. "Miss Potter, Narcissa Malfoy is at the door," the elderly elf said.

"Thank you, Berny," Lily said, standing up.

"Should I prepare a pot of tea, Miss Potter?" Berny asked.

"No thank you, Berny," Lily replied as she almost reached the door. Berny bowed and disappeared.

Lily opened the front door and saw Narcissa standing there, though she didn't look too happy. "Narcissa, if my letter came at a bad time, just let me know," Lily said as she welcomed her in. As Narcissa walked past her, Lily noticed a dark spot on her right cheek that she tried to hide with charms. However, inside Pottermanner cosmetic charms didn't work.

"No, it came at a good time. I needed to leave the house," Narcissa said, handing her robe to Berny who was waiting behind Lily. She turned to Lily, smiled, and hugged her. "What did you want to discuss?"

"Let's sit in the living room," said Lily.

Both women seethed. "Do you know what's happening at Hogwarts right now with DADA? Specifically, Professor Yaxley?" asked Lily.

Narcissa didn't look pleased and nodded. "She definitely has her ways. Draco has been sending letters to Lucius, praising the professor as 'one of the best professors they ever had, except for maybe Carrow'," Narcissa said disgustedly.

"Well, I think Harry would disagree," Lily said. "He's constantly in detention with Yaxley." Narcissa looked sad.

"Oh no," Narcissa said.

"Her detention is mostly torture. Every time Harry returns, he gets a full treatment to ensure he can attend classes."

"Why is he in detention?" Narcissa felt sorry for him, but she also knows that after the Carrow disaster, they couldn't just put someone who would randomly torture students.

"Yaxley enjoys harassing muggleborns in her lessons, and Hermione appears to be one of her favorite targets," Lily explained. "You know how Harry is; he refuses to accept that, so he talks back to her, resulting in him receiving detention."

Narcissa smiled at the thought. "Always trying to do what's right."

"I discussed this with Dorea, and she suggested replacing Yaxley," Lily said, looking Narcissa in the eyes.

"You need the school board's approval for that, Lily." Lily nodded at her words, raising her eyebrows. "What about me? Lucius is mostly involved."

"But can't you step in once?" Lily asked, trying to sound desperate.

"I can't get Lucius to listen to me, and you need a majority anyway," Narcissa said. "I'm sorry."

"I understand," Lily replied, disappointed. They talked for a while, relieving the tension. "Oh, I almost forgot. Harry wanted to see you," Lily added with a smile. "He didn't tell me why, but it was important."

"Of course, should we floo him?" Narcissa asked, ready to leave.

"No, that's fine. I'll ask if he can come over from Hogwarts." Lily walked towards the floo and called Harry. "It's up to you," she said. Harry then appeared before her.

"You did your best," Harry said, kissing Lily on the cheek and giving her bum a quick squeeze that made her blush.

Harry walked into the living room and smiled at his beautiful blonde aunt, Narcissa. "It's good to see you," he said, hugging her for longer than usual.

"Harry," she smiled. "What can I help you with?"

Harry looked at Narcissa with a mix of determination and in his eyes. "I need your help," he said softly. "There is this woman you see..." Harry started. Harry chuckled, almost sounding nervous. "There is this woman who is sweet and caring, I like her a lot but right now she is in a relationship." Harry said.

"That's a complicated situation," Narcissa replied, her brow furrowing with concern. "But I'm here to listen, Harry. Tell me more about this woman and what you need my help with."

Harry took her hand gently touching her hand with his fingers creating a soft and gentle feeling. "She's pretty, smart and has a heart of gold," Harry began, his filled with admiration. "We've been friends for years." Harry was playing with her now, Narcissa had no idea he was talking about her. He slowly traced circles on the back of her hand with his, sending shivers down Narcissa's spine. "But lately, I've started to see her in a different light. I can't help but feel this overwhelming attraction towards her."

The feeling harry was giving Narcissa with his gentle touching sent a rush of warmth through her body. She couldn't deny the feeling... It felt great, almost like being loved. Narcissa found herself leaning in closer to Harry, her heart racing with anticipation. "Harry," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

"I just want her to know, that she knows some loves her." Harry went on. "I just think right now she doesn't get that feeling." continueing to gently trace circles on Narcissa's hand, Harry looked into eyes with sincerity. "I want to show her how much she means to me and make her realize that she deserves someone who truly loves and cherishes her."

Narcissa rubbed her legs together unconsciously, feeling a growing heat between them. She couldn't help but be drawn to Harry's words and the way he touched her. "Harry," she whispered, her voice filled with desire and uncertainty.

The feeling Harry was giving Narcissa with his gentle touch made him pause for a moment. He searched Narcissa's face for any reciprocation. He could see the conflict in her expression, the battle between her desires and loyalty to someone else. "I understand if this is asking too much," he said softly, disappointment evident in his voice.

"NO no, Harry," Narcissa interrupted, her voice filled with a mixture of longing and determination. "It's too much to ask. It's just... complicated."

"It's not really," Harry said, gently stroking her cheek. "I just want to show that person someone else who truly loves and appreciates her. I want to make her feel special and cherished, like she deserves." Narcissa tried to process Harry's words as her mind raced. She knew he was talking about her, but it was difficult to resist the sincerity and affection in his gaze.

Harry got closer to Narcissa, his breath warm against her skin. He could sense the tension building between them, the unspoken desire that hung in the air. Slowly and cautiously, he leaned in and pressed his lips against. It was a soft, gentle kiss with longing and passion. Narcissa's heart skipped a beat as she melted into the embrace, her hands instinctively reaching up to hold onto Harry. As their lips met, time seemed to stand still for Harry and Narcissa. The kiss was filled with a mixture of longing and passion.

Harry smiled and grabbed Narcissa forcefully pulling her in for another kiss. Narcissa responded eagerly to Harry's kiss, her lips moving against his with equal fervor. The tension and desire between them grew stronger, their bodies pressing closer together as they lost themselves in the moment.

Behind them, Lily observed from a distance. She had the urge to rub her legs together as she watched them passionately kiss. "Good job, Harry," she thought. As their kiss intensified, Harry and Narcissa became lost in the moment. Their bodies pressed against each other, their hands exploring each other's curves and contours.

Harry released Narcissa from his grasp to catch his breath and gazed deeply into her eyes. He saw desire and vulnerability, mirroring his own emotions. "Narcissa," he whispered, his voice filled with intensity and tenderness. "I want to be the one who cherishes you, who loves you unconditionally. I want to be the person who makes you feel special every day."

Narcissa melted at his words, and Harry slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her delicate collarbone. He leaned in and placed a trail of soft kisses along her exposed skin, causing her to shiver with anticipation. Moving lower, he gently caressed her waist, sending sparks of desire through both of them.

As their desire grew stronger, Harry and Narcissa couldn't resist exploring each other's bodies further. Their hands moved with urgency, tracing every curve and contour, igniting a fire within them. The room filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and soft moans as they surrendered to the passion that consumed them.

"Harry, please," Narcissa gasped, her voice filled with longing "I need you to make love to me." Harry's eyes darkened as he gently guided Narcissa towards his room. They entered the room, their bodies still intertwined and passion burning fiercely. Harry gently laid Narcissa down on the bed, his eyes filled with adoration as he took in every inch of her silhouette. He slowly undressed himself, his movements and filled with desire. Narcissa watched himently, her eyes filled with anticipation as Harry removed his clothes, revealing his sculpted physique. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself above Narcissa, their bodies aligned perfectly. The room was filled with an electric energy as they locked eyes, a silent understanding passing between them.

Their lips met once again, this time with a deeper and urgency. They danced in sync as their bodies moved together in a passionate rhythm. Harry's hands roamed over Narcissa's smooth skin, tracing every curve and eliciting soft moans of pleasure from her.

"I want you to say it." Harry growled, Narcissa's eyes widened with surprise and desire as she looked up at. She knew exactly what he was asking for, and the thought sent a thrill through her.

With a breathless voice, she replied, "Make love to me."

Harry's desire intensified at Narcissa's response. He positioned himself between her legs, slowly entering her with a controlled and deliberate movement. They both gasped as they became one, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Each thrust brought them closer to the edge of ecstasy, their moans blending together in the intimate space.

"So this is what it feels like," Narcissa moaned as Harry moved inside her. The pleasure was overwhelming, every sensation heightened by their deep connection and the forbidden nature of their encounter. They lost themselves in the rhythm of their bodies, surrendering to the intensity of their lovemaking.

Harry kissed and sucked her neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses down her collarbone and chest. Narcissa's breath hitched as his lips found her sensitive breasts, his tongue swirling around her hardened nipples. The sensations sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, intensifying the pleasure they were already experiencing. "To be loved." Narcissa's voice was breathless as she uttered words, her body trembling with pleasure. Harry explores her body, his hands and mouth leaving a trail of heat and desire.

Outside Harry's room, Lily watched as her son ravaged Narcissa through the creaking door. Lily's heart raced as she watched the scene unfold. She couldn't tear her eyes away, even a hint of arousal coursing through her veins. This was what she had expected when she followed Harry to this room. "Ohhh yes Harry." She heard Narcissa moan.

Harry grinned mischievously as he continued to pleasure Narcissa, his movements becoming more urgent and primal. He sensed her nearing the peak of her pleasure, and he was determined to push her over the edge. "Tell me what you want," he demanded, filled with a mix of dominance and desire. Narcissa's eyes met his, her own desire burning brightly.

Narcissa's voice was filled with longing as she whispered, "I want you to make me come." Harry's eyes darkened with desire as he increased his pace, his movements becoming more intense. He could feel her body tensing beneath him, her pleasure building to its peak. With one final thrust, Narcissa cried out in ecstasy, her body convulsing with pleasure. Harry continued to move inside her, prolonging her orgasm and savoring the sensation of their bodies intertwined.

Harry flipped Narcissa over onto her stomach, his hands on her hips tightly. He positioned himself behind her and entered her with a deep thrust, eliciting a moan of pleasure from both of them. The change in position allowed for a different angle, hitting new depths within Narcissa that sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body. "There you go big boy." Harry's thrusts became more powerful and rhythmic, driving Narcissa to the brink of ecstasy once again. She arched her back, meeting his every movement with equal fervor.

"Do it! Take me!" Narcissa cried out, her voice filled with a mix of and desire. Harry obliged, his thrust becoming even more intense as he pushed them both closer to the edge. The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and the rhythmic slapping of their bodies coming together. Harry reached out and grabbed her long blonde hair, pulling it gently but firmly as he thrust into her. The sensation sent shivers down Narcissa's spine, intensifying the pleasure coursing through her. "Fuck! Harry!" she screamed, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and desperation. The intensity between them grew as Harry's thrusts became faster and harder, pushing them both to the brink of release. Narcissa could feel the familiar coil in her stomach tightening, signaling that her orgasm was imminent.

Harry could sense Narcissa's imminent release, and he determined to make it even more intense He reached around and began to caress her clit with his fingers, adding a new level of stimulation. The combination of his deep thrusts and the direct touch on her most sensitive spot sent waves of pleasure coursing through Narcissa's body. She moaned loudly, unable to contain her ecstasy any longer. "HARRRYYYY!" she screamed, cumming in a powerful and intense orgasm. Her body shook uncontably as the waves of pleasure washed over her, leaving her breathless and completely satisfied.

Harry, however, wasn't finished yet. Leaning in, he whispered in her ear, "Get ready, love. I'm going to claim you." his finger ventured to her back hole, shocking Narcissa as she felt a mixture of surprise and excitement. She had never experienced anal play before, but the thought of Harry exploring that intimate part of her body sent a thrill through her. With a nod, she gave him permission to continue.

"I don't need permission to continue. I know what you want," Harry growled, his voice filled with dominance and desire. He slowly began to tease Narcissa's tight entrance with his finger, applying gentle pressure as he circled around it. Narcissa gasped at the new sensation, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

"Did dear old lucius ever explore this part of you?" Harry asked, his voice dripping with seduction.

Narcissa's breath hitched at the mention of her husband, a mix of guilt and excitement washing over her. "No," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Only you."

Harry's words fueled Narcissa's desire even more. trusted him completely, allowing herself to let go any inhibitions and fully embrace the pleasure he was about to give her. a slow, deliberate motion, Harry inserted his finger into her tight back hole. Narcissa gasped at the sensation, feeling a mix of pleasure and slight discomfort.

"That's it, love," Harry whispered encouragingly. "Relax and let me take care of you." He began to move his finger in and out of her slowly, gradually increasing the pace as Narcissa's body adjusted to the new sensation.

Narcissa's body responded eagerly to's touch, her pleasure intensifying with each movement. The combination of his deep thrusts and the anal stimulation sent waves of ecstasy coursing through her. She surrendered herself completely to the overwhelming sensations, losing herself in the moment.

"It feels amazing," Narcissa moaned, her voice filled with pleasure and longing.

"Get ready for more," Harry growled, his voice filled with dominance. He removed his finger from Narcissa's back hole and positioned himself at her rear entrance, ready to claim her fully. With a swift motion, he entered her in one powerful thrust.

"Oh my GOD!" Narcissa cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Harry entered her fully. The sensation was intense, overwhelming her senses as she adjusted to the new level of intimacy they were exploring together. "DON'T STOP DON'T EVER STOP!" she begged, her voice filled with desperation and. Harry obliged, his thrusts becoming more powerful and relentless, driving Narcissa to the brink of ecstasy.

"You're mine forever," Harry growled, his voice a mix of dominance and adoration. He continued to thrust into Narcissa with intense passion, leaving her breathless. Each movement brought her closer to the edge.

Lily watched, wide-eyed, as Harry claimed Narcissa completely. Her mind raced with a mix of shock and intrigue. Her body reacted to the scene unfolding before her. She couldn't help but feel a growing heat between her legs as she imagined herself in Narcissa's position, experiencing the pleasure and intensity that Harry provided.

"Will you do something with the school board?" Harry asked, still moving slowly inside her. It took Narcissa a moment to process the question, her mind still overwhelmed by the intense sensations running through her body. She managed to speak, but her voice caught in her throat. "You want this don't you?" Harry added slowly moving more inside of her. "You want this dick don't you?"

"Yes, ah!" Narcissa cried out. Harry increased the pace of his thrusts. "Yes, I want to keep fucking this dick!" Narcissa's voice was filled with both desperation and intensity. The moment overwhelmed her as she teetered on the edge of release.

"That's a good girl," Harry said, spanking her cheek while thrusting into Narcissa and making her cum. Harry pulled out and watched Narcissa curl into a small ball, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. He leaned down and kissed her forehead tenderly, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and tenderness. Looking behind him to the door he noticed his mother Lily laying on the floor breathing heavily, her hand and jeans wet from her own arousel.