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Bang!
James stared at the paperwork slammed into his desk wearily. He was used to paperwork given his job as the Minister, but this one took the soul out of him.
"You and I are no more from this day onward."
How could he not? Lily, his beloved wife had filed for divorce after knowing the truth behind his son's estrangement. He had expected her to be mad but didn't expect a divorce paper to be thrown in his face. He had thought his wife would only get mad but would eventually come around when the plan brought the best outcome.
That would have been the case had that old coot Dumbledore been more careful. How could he be so clumsy despite his knowledge? James wanted to curse but stopped himself. The die has been cast. The ink had ruined the milk, so he couldn't do anything. His wife had made a choice and he had to respect it. She would come around if fate dictated.
"I just wanted the best for everyone," James said softly.
"You put everyone before your family, James. A chivalrous man you are but a failure as a father and a husband," Lily spat.
"For the greater good…"
Lily scrunched up her nose in disgust. She used to like that part of James, but after experiencing firsthand its negative effect, she could only contempt it. She scoffed and exited James' office. James could only look at her distancing back sadly. He was bitter but accepted the consequences of his mistake. Letting Lily be happy was the least he could do.
But that arse, though…
James sighed and then summoned his secretary into his room. A moment later, a well-groomed blonde young woman entered the room. She was not as beautiful as Lily but was more gifted in the mounds area. The young woman had a crush towards him. She had been making advances, but he had always ignored her because of his wife.
With Lily no longer his wife, James decided to have some fun. Putting on his legendary charm that used to make ladies swoon during his academy days, he responded to the young woman's advances.
"I just had a rough day. Would you mind accompanying me, Vanessa?"
A couple of shots later, James found himself tangled with the young woman. Sometime later, he figured he wouldn't miss Lily's arse as he had found a better pair.
Unaware of what her ex-husband was doing—not that she cared—Lily made her way to Potter Mansion. Once she was there, she put all of her things into her trunk. When she was done, she went back to Hogwarts. Although she had enough money to buy a decent house, she preferred to be close to his lover.
Once she made it to Hogwarts, Lily went to her quarter. She put her luggage there and then went out to look for Harry. She could see him on the Marauder's Map which she confiscated from Charlus. Harry was in Septima Vector's office. She would normally leave Harry alone given that he was with his professor, but she needed comfort right now. Lily might not love James anymore, but seeing their long-standing marriage crumble so easily was heartbreaking nonetheless.
Knock. Knock.
"It's me, Lily."
When Lily didn't receive any response for a minute, she became irritated. The ward protecting the office was not a great one and she was feeling devious. Thus, she broke the ward. She opened the door slowly and immediately heard moaning and flesh slapping against each other. Her mind stopped working, but her hand kept moving. Before long, she met Harry's apologetic eyes.
Lily could only watch as Septima bounced up and down, swallowing Harry's member with her snatch at her desk. She watched as the woman reached the orgasm of her life and passed out. Harry removed Septima from herself and stood up. With a flick of his wand, Septima was comfortably nestled on her bed.
Harry wore his clothes and slowly made his way to Lily. He made sure to clean every trace of his debauchery. When Harry was in front of Lily, he rubbed his neck nervously. He felt like a dickhead for fucking another woman after making his lover divorce her husband.
"Lily—"
"It's okay. I am the one who tells you not to let me limit your spouses." Lily paused, evoking a pregnant silence. "But still…it hurt. It makes me feel unloved. It makes me feel not enough, even though I know I am. It hurts. It hurts so bad—I want to cry."
Lily was already crying. She lost her strength and fell into Harry's tender embrace. Harry was overwhelmed. He profusely cursed at himself while thinking about a way to calm her down. He Apparated with her to the seventh floor. He paced back and forth with her in his arms three times before entering the Room of Requirement.
The room gave Harry what he needed and according to it, he needed a very romantic bedroom. Harry thought the room had misjudged but thanked it regardless, though it didn't need it. He sat on the king-sized bed decorated with fragrant rose petals and cuddled with Lily. He poured all of the love his dysfunctional heart contained into his embrace. He riddled her neck with kisses while whispering his absolute love for her.
Harry was so occupied by his love declaration that he didn't realise Lily had gotten over her sadness. Halfway through Harry's passionate poem, she realised she was overreacting. Harry didn't break his promise. He still came back to her and loved her even after his little adventure. She was just being emotional after what she had gone through.
Lily felt bad for Harry but didn't want to stop him. She had never felt so loved; not even by James who was ready to throw his life away for her. She buried her face into his neck and enjoyed his love. Harry, finally noticing she had calmed down, stopped his foolish romantic babbling and hugged her with a sigh of relief.
"I will cut off every girl other than you from my life," Harry announced.
"What? No! I don't want you to do that," Lily said in panic.
"I don't want to see you sad…"
Harry looked at Lily tenderly. His enhanced analytical prowess had allowed him to understand Lily better. When he saw the hurt in her eyes and the shock he had caused her, his heart twisted in pain. He loved her too much to ignore her pain for his pleasure. He was ready to say goodbye to his sexual adventure. He had had enough anyway.
"Harry, look at me. I am fine. I was just a little bit emotional after the ordeal I went through. You just did what I told you to do. It was on me," Lily reassured.
"Lils…you were genuinely hurt and I understand your pain. Heck, I would immediately become a Dark Lord if I found you mingling with another man, Snivellus for example." Harry's face contorted murderously. "So, there is no excuse for me. I don't want you to be miserable."
"Harry, look at me. Do you find me normal?" Lily tilted her head. "I am fucking my own son. I worship his cock for Merlin's sake! Do I look normal to you? Stop thinking about that. You are not as deprived as I am. Just believe in me."
Harry was too stunned to speak. He remained silent for a few seconds before nodding dumbly and telling her his love wouldn't fade even if the world crumbled. Lily smiled brightly at that, but that didn't satisfy her. She took off her jeans and sat on Harry's face, feeling dominant today. Harry let her take charge and pleasured her knickers-covered snatch with his tongue.
"Does being a Parselmouth make your tongue play heavenly, Slytherin boy?"
"You tell me, Mistress."
"Oh, let me tell you." Lily pulled her knickers aside, giving Harry's tongue access. "It is heavenly! Oh, Merlin, you are using Parseltongue!"
The fact that Harry was utilising Parseltongue during their sinful session was both amusing and scandalous. Everyone would tremble in fear upon hearing Parseltongue and here Harry was playing with Lily's womanly valley using it. The mixed feelings it evoked sent Lily to climax. She fell on her back, her head falling a few centimetres to Harry's throbbing member.
"Pleasure me, boy…" Lily coyly cooed as she rubbed Harry's face with her feet.
"Uh, I am not into feet, but I will pleasure you the other way," Harry said awkwardly before sitting up.
Harry summoned his wand and waved it at Lily's groin. Lily felt her groin becoming hot. Her love juice was constantly pouring out of her valley. As she was wondering what happened, Harry ate her out with vigour, drinking the sweet liquid thirstily. Ten licks were enough to make her scream his name while squirting. It took her longer to reach the next orgasm, but she ended up having six of them in fifteen minutes.
When Lily thought Harry was done with his Magic, he thrust into her. Each thrust made her forget everything. As usual, sex with Harry made Lily stupid. After some unknown time, she was upside down. She could see Harry pumping his member into her backdoor. It aroused her greatly, so she cum and passed out.
When she woke up, Harry just finished filling up her arse. She was on her stomach and her two holes were leaking Harry's seed. A quick look at the clock revealed to her they had been going at it for four hours. She was sore and tired, but when she saw Harry's member still standing proud, she couldn't help herself.
"Aren't you insatiable, boy?"
Thus, she got her three holes filled up.
This chapter should show how fucked up their relationship is. Some of you think it is a pure vanilla story between a mother and an estranged son. It is not. It is pure degeneracy. What many perceive as mercy from Harry is a torture that Lily is forced to enjoy for redemption. It destroys her morals, principles, family, and most importantly, herself without her realizing it. Does the romance exist? Yes, but the path is a bloody one. Their story isn't sweet. Now, do I like it? Hell, yeah. It's my guilty pleasure.
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After Voldemort's untimely defeat in the First War, the Death Eaters were quickly subdued. The more notorious members like Regulus fled and went into hiding, while the cowardly ones surrendered. Among them were Severus Snape and Igor Karkaroff. Not so different from the other Harry Potter universe, they were pardoned.
Dumbledore vouched for Snape's role as a spy. Igor was threatened to join Voldemort. Their confession led people to believe they were forced by the situation to become Death Eaters. After some persuasion from Dumbledore, the ICW court decided to give them one more chance.
With Crouch Jr's revelation of the Dark Lord's return, the scrutiny put upon them was heavy. However, they had been civil for the last decade, so no one could accuse them of anything, even though they strongly suspected their involvement in some of the recent terrors the Death Eaters had caused.
James knew that Lucius and other pardoned Death Eaters were involved but couldn't do anything. Unlike what they had done in the First War, they were being careful. The Death Eaters did their deed so cleanly that the Ministry had a hard time tracking their links. Naturally, James couldn't just point his finger at them and send them to Azkaban.
Wouldn't it have been easier to douse them with Veritaserum and make them confess? It was not that easy. Given how secretive the Magical society was, if the Ministry had the power to put someone under Veritaserum for no reason, it would immediately get dismantled. Besides, Veritaserum wouldn't reveal anything if the person under it had gone through a memory fabrication.
The Ministry was better in this universe; however, it still wasn't rid of corruption. James was a very good Minister, but he had to turn the whole of Magical Britain to his enemy to change the way it operated. He was not ready for that. Dumbledore also didn't want that since he knew he would be deemed a Dark Lord if he helped James in that endeavour.
"Since we can't do much regarding Voldemort's source of funds, the best course of action is to gather all of the Horcruxes and destroy them. We have destroyed three—four, counting the one on me—so we will need to locate the other two. What are they? The locket of Slytherin, the Hufflepuff's Cup, and Nagini. Is the latter already turned into a Horcrux yet?"
Harry was thinking about his course of action in the Prefects' bathroom. Lily had a job to finish at the Department of Mystery, so he couldn't use her bathroom. Bella also had a matter to attend, so he couldn't visit her quarter. Hence, he found himself in the Prefects' bathroom.
"With how different things are in this world, I am not surprised if my knowledge is useless. I will let Dumbledore locate them and have fun until then."
Deciding not to stress over the Horcruxes, Harry submerged deeper into the water. He was about to dip his head into the water when he sensed a presence entering the bathroom. Standing up in the tub, he turned to find Fleur walking towards him. The Veela shamelessly looked at his crotch with eyes clouded with lust.
"I heard your Mama is not in Hogwarts and neither is your Bella. I figured you would be here."
"How did you know the password?"
"Cedric kindly told me."
Harry didn't bother asking how Fleur knew Cedric. The Hufflepuff was a well-known boy. He liked to socialize too, so he must have talked with Fleur. What made Harry wonder was how Fleur knew where he was.
"My Magic resonates with yours. It leads me to you."
That explained it. Harry shrugged and watched Fleur take off her clothes. He shamelessly ravaged her like she did him. He had touched every part of her body, but it was his first time seeing her naked. She was nothing like Lily and Bella but equally stunning. Once Fleur got a little bit older, Harry knew she would match Lily and Bella.
Fleur got into the tub and pressed her body against Harry. They snogged for a couple of minutes before she pushed him to sit on the edge of the tub. Taking Harry's member into her hands, Fleur stroked it up and down while looking up at Harry lustfully. After some time, she swallowed it while massaging it with her hands.
"Good girl," Harry rasped, sending Fleur to cloud nine.
Not long after, Fleur took Harry's member out and gasped for air. His member parked beside her cheek, covered in her saliva. Harry slapped Fleur with his meat and then pushed her against the edge. He positioned his member before her mouth and then thrust it into her throat. Fleur gagged as her throat bulged. Her hands were on Harry's hip but not pushing him.
Harry pulled out and busted his seed all over Fleur's face. The Veela gladly took the seed. She looked at Harry with eager eyes, intoxicated by his liquid's smell. Harry washed his seed off Fleur's face when she was done playing with it. Lifting her from the tub, he put her on the edge. As she giggled, he spread her legs and dove face-first.
"Oh, sweet heaven!"
Fleur quickly wrapped her legs around Harry's head, pushing his face closer to her slit. She could barely think and her consciousness went in and out. By the time she knew it, she had climaxed three times. Harry was ready to move to the next step, but Fleur's clarity quickly returned and she immediately stopped him.
"Harry, wait! You are not ready."
"Huh?"
Harry was naturally confused. He pulled away his member from Fleur's entrance and looked at her inquiringly. His Occlumency was back in effect, causing his member to go flaccid. Fleur was amazed by his level of self-control.
"Once you have sex with a Veela, you will be forever bound with her. The Veela's Magic will bind her to you, making her your mate. She has to constantly get your love, lest she would be depressed and die," Fleur explained. "You are an outstanding young man, Harry. I am afraid your future spouse won't be able to stand my presence."
Harry quirked an eyebrow. "Don't you want to be my spouse?"
"Oh, yes! I have been waiting for the proposal. But let's get married after your graduation," Fleur exclaimed rapidly with an excited smile. Realizing what she had done, she looked at Harry nervously. "Do you love me, Harry?"
"Love, I can't tell. But I am sure I don't want to see you with another person," Harry confessed. "You will be a great girl to marry, Fleur, and I am sure we can cultivate pure love over time. However, you have to know something. I am sleeping with Lily and Bella."
"Oh, I know that," Fleur said nonchalantly. "It is not surprising. I notice how Lily looks at you. That love transcends a mother's love."
"Are you okay with that?" Harry asked curiously.
"Is your Mama okay with me?" Fleur shot back.
"She likes you. You are a good girl even though a bit self-centred," Harry said with a smile.
"I am self-aware," Fleur tossed her hair with a playful snort, causing Harry to chuckle.
Even though the two had accepted their peculiar situation, they decided not to engage in coitus in the bathroom. Harry might not care but still wanted Fleur's first to be special. They returned to their respective room after some minutes of fooling around.
A few days later, the selection of the group duelling tournament began. Lily also returned from the Ministry around this time. She came with Harry, Fleur, and Bella to watch Charlus' watch. James was also present but kept a distance from them. They acted normal whenever Charlus was nearby, though. They still didn't have the heart to Charlus the truth.
The matches finished in two days. Charlus' team managed to get into the finals. James decided to throw a party in the evening. He used his authority as the Minister to 'rent' one of Hogwarts's classrooms. This was the night Harry properly introduced Fleur to Lily. He explained the situation to Lily and the two immediately got along.
Bella was still kept out of it since she didn't know about Harry's relationship with Lily yet. Harry was still looking for the right time to tell her. A part of him worried that Bella would be disgusted by him. That was why he always put it off.
A few weeks later, the individual duelling tournament finals were held. The U-16 category went first. After a day of matches, the grand final was a match between Daphne Greengrass and Charlus. The latter was expected, but the former was not. An intense duel occurred. People held their breaths in anticipation.
"I forfeit!"
When Charlus was about to launch another attack, Daphne forfeited. She was out of Magic. Harry smiled at her wisdom and came to her side in a flash. He gave her a few bottles of Pepper-up potion and cast the Stamina Charm on her. Charlus could only see the scene bitterly. Regardless, he didn't hate his brother. If he were Harry, he would choose a blushing girl over his brother too.
"Good job, kid. I expected you to slip up, but you didn't."
Therefore, when Harry ruffled his hair with a small grin, Charlus couldn't help but smile toothily. Somehow, Harry's praise was more rewarding than his father's. The next day was the match for the Open category. The arena was filled to the brim as everyone wanted to watch Harry's match.
While other participants were nervous, the star in question was thinking about his mature lover's thighs who unfortunately couldn't come. Lily was called by the Ministry of Mysteries again. Bella was freed from her job, though, so she could watch Harry's match with Fleur.
The match began and Harry dominated the field. Few contestants could force him to use two Spells. Before long, the tournament reached the grand final. The match was between Harry and a seventh-year Durmstrang student. The student was a competent one as it took Harry four Spells to take him down.
Although it was not surprising, everyone cheered for Harry when he won.
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