CH 70: I'm Okay Now! and Hogwarts?
{[Last Time in Tainted Desire]}
Keeping them closed was going to be rather difficult in just a few minutes.
While she considered the mistakes leading to her mother turned into an adult movie star, I continued probing her puckered hole with my fingers, their numbers increasing soon after.
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{[Now]}
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But I was feeling impatient after putting the third finger in.
I knew that she hadn't fully loosened, and pushing forward might have been dangerous, but on the other hand, that was why we had healing charms.
With that in mind, I stood up as I pulled her fingers out, though her entrance didn't stay empty for more than a second, forcibly replaced by my rough push.
The exclamation of pain carrying hints of pleasure that she let out was utterly delicious, enough to make me even harder.
I pushed forward mercilessly, lodging my shaft halfway in with the first push. "Ouch," she exclaimed, and I decided to lean forward, my head appearing next to her. "Come on, sweetie, you're a big girl, you can handle a bit of pain. Can't you?"
"Careful-" she tried to argue, but I pushed even harder. Hermione was a smart girl, so she got the message, that only another stab of pain awaited her whenever she reacted negatively.
So, she stayed silent despite my repeated intrusions.
"Good girl," I said, rewarding her with a rather stiff spank. "So, now that you're having your first anal experience, care to comment on your cousin's performance."
The blush that climbed to her neck was rather impressive, but I kept my gaze on her even as I continued to pound her, making her aware that answering was mandatory.
"She's doing-" she started, but stammered halfway. "She's doing well," she repeated, her second attempt being much more successful.
"Yes, she definitely is," I answered with a widening smirk. "But don't worry, after a few sessions of careful practice, there's no reason for you not to catch up with her." After another spank, I brought my hands to her chest, mauling them mercilessly.
Under the grasp of her virgin puckered hole, my rather early trigger was not a surprise. With a gasp, I exploded, filling her insides with my seed.
Then, without even pulling out, I wrapped my arms around her waist then sat back to my seat, her naked ass skewered with my shaft, which was trying to get back into life.
"What a nice movie," I murmured, my eyes on the screen. "But we have more important things to talk about.Namely, these Horcruxes. Do you have any idea what they are, or where we can find them?"
Hermione was a bit flustered, but that was to be expected from an amateur spy when she was naked in public, fleshly lacking her final virginity, and trying to give secrets of the most dangerous dark lord of the recent times.
"We expect them to be founders artifacts…" Hermione murmured before launching on a detailed explanation.
I listened carefully, but not carefully enough to keep me from starting to pump once more when my shaft returned to life.
Hermione proved her impressive smarts and concentration by not missing any important detail despite my treatment, or the scene of her cum-covered mother on the screen…
Being a spy was my best idea yet…
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Walking through the crowd was an interesting experience, I noted as I walked towards the Hogwarts Express.
I could feel every single eye on me, though emotions behind them had differed.
Most looked at me with fear, as after all, I was the heir of the Malfoy family, one of the most famous dark families, and the general public assumed great strength behind the name.
But the scions of the dark families -mostly Slytherin students- had a different expression on their face.
They looked at me with hunger, because, to their best knowledge, Malfoy family had lost Dark Lord's favor, and its great status went down with it.
They wanted payback for the years of subservience and humiliation.
Honestly, I couldn't really blame them for it. With Malfoy's past memories as an open book.
I could see that he was little more than an annoying shit for the Slytherin House, using his family's influence with all the subtlety of a blasting curse, forcing his opinion and will as the House's, and nobody had the ability to resist due to fear of Lucius, and implicit support of Snape. But with Malfoy's powers gone and Snape too strong to care about Malfoy's, the students were enthusiastic about paying back.
The fact Snape had made Nott the new Head Boy was all the confirmation they needed.
It was a pity that their hopes were in vain, useless against my overwhelming power.
Other than my little games with Hermione and Fleur, I had spent the summer devoted to training, learning every available spell, and considering I had unlimited access to Black and Malfoy libraries, it was a lot, and with the help of the memories from two different lives, my occlumency and legimency had reached to a level that I was willing to pit against anyone other than the Dark Lord and Snape. Even without the support of the Elder Wand, I would have been a tough nut to crack.
With the wand, I would bet that I had a good chance of surviving Voldemort's assault. To a bunch of snot-nosed brats, I was simply unassailable.
It was with that confidence, I walked through the corridors towards the back, searching for an empty cabin, ignoring the sneers of the students.
As I passed Prefect meeting room, with Nott sitting in the center of the room, surrounded by all of Slytherin prefects like they were his honor guard, with the exception of Daphne Greengrass who was sitting on the other side of the room, alone despite the badge of Head Girl pinned to her chest. Curious, I thought, but didn't bother to spend more than errant glance inside the room.
A storm of laughter exploded in the room as I passed, no doubt to a joke made at my expense, but I ignored it.
They were lucky that I was afraid of getting Snape's attention, because, it would have been fun to kick the prefects out of their room, staking my dominance with one simple move.
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I'm okay now ☺️ I read blue lock so the trauma ease. and don't forget to Review this fanfic.