"Wow, she got sorted really quickly," Parvati remarked.
Rias Gremory. Her family was famously known in the Underworld for their loyalty to family and friends above all else. Placing her into Hufflepuff was actually pretty fitting, although I was still confused.
Rias Gremory transferring to Hogwarts so suddenly was no coincidence. I knew there had to be some deeper reason behind it-and I was fairly sure that reason involved me.
...
After dinner.
One of the perks of being a teacher-or even just an assistant teacher-at Hogwarts was getting a private suite. Narcissa Black certainly seemed pleased with her spacious quarters. They were also great for us being able to meet like this in relative secret.
I was laying down comfortably with my head resting on her warm, plush lap.
I sighed contentedly, savoring the feeling of her soft, bare thighs against the back of my head and neck. My eyes closed briefly as Narcissa's delicate fingers gently massaged my scalp, sending warm tingles all the way down my spine.
I opened my eyes again and glanced up at her, enjoying the captivating view of her beautiful face and voluptuous curves above me. "So," I began thoughtfully, "what do you think of this whole situation with Rias Gremory suddenly showing up here? Her entire peerage, too."
Narcissa smiled slightly as she continued to run her fingers affectionately through my dark black hair. Her soft, smooth thighs shifted slightly beneath my head, her silky skin brushing gently against me and causing another pleasant shiver to run through my body.
"Well," she began calmly, her voice smooth and thoughtful, "it's certainly not a coincidence, Harry. Someone as politically significant as Rias Gremory doesn't make a move like this without good reason. She is the younger sister of one of the four great Maous, after all."
"Exactly," I said quietly, my eyes tracing over Narcissa's generous curves, which were barely contained by the thin, silky robe she wore. I couldn't help myself, reaching out and gently resting a hand on her bare thigh, tracing idle circles on her soft skin. "That's why I wanted your opinion. You're one of the most politically-minded people I know."
Narcissa let out a gentle, pleased sigh at my touch, her eyes darkening slightly with desire as she gazed down at me. "Flattery will get you everywhere, my king," she teased softly. Her fingertips brushed over my cheek affectionately. "But if I had to guess, she's likely here because of you. Either as an ally...or something more."
I raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. "Something more?"
"Indeed," Narcissa said calmly. "The Gremory family wouldn't send her here for no reason. She might be looking for a closer relationship-politically or otherwise."
Narcissa was making a lot of sense. And clearly Sona had known something as well. I wondered if Lyra and Lyna did too. I'd have to ask them when I made it back to the Gryffindor common room after spending my daily hour with Narcissa.
If nothing else, this was already shaping up to be a very pleasant experience. Narcissa's soft, delicate fingertips continued to gently massage my scalp, causing a satisfied sigh to escape my lips. Warm tingles spread from the crown of my head, traveling deliciously down my spine. Every stroke of her fingers was relaxing yet arousing at the same time.
Feeling more daring, I turned my head slightly, pressing another slow kiss onto her pale, silky thigh. Narcissa's smooth skin was warm and supple against my lips, causing me to hum softly in appreciation. She didn't pull away or protest-in fact, a soft sigh escaped her mouth, and her fingers gently tightened in my hair, clearly encouraging me. Her gorgeous blue eyes darkened visibly with lust, making my pulse quicken.
Yet, neither of us took things further just yet.
For now, we simply enjoyed the intimacy of the moment, our bodies close and comfortable. I continued to savor the feeling of her bare thighs beneath my lips and fingertips as we talked quietly.
"So," I murmured against her smooth skin, my voice slightly teasing, "other than the class I attended earlier, how did your first day teaching go?"
Narcissa smiled softly down at me, a mischievous glint entering her eyes as she brushed her fingertips slowly along my cheekbone. "It actually went surprisingly well," she admitted calmly, a satisfied smirk on her full lips. "I must confess, I had quite a bit of fun completely stealing that fool Lockhart's class from him and taking charge."
"Heh, I bet he loved that," I said with a laugh.
She leaned forward slightly, her beautiful breasts shifting enticingly beneath the thin, silky fabric of her robe, drawing my eyes instinctively. Narcissa caught me staring, her lips curling into a knowing, seductive smile. "Tell me something, Harry," she purred sensually, her voice dropping lower. "Do you like it when a strong, older woman takes charge?"
My breath hitched slightly. Narcissa chuckled softly at my reaction, her blue eyes glittering knowingly. She shifted slightly, pressing those large, round breasts enticingly closer to my face.
"I think you already know the answer to that," I replied with a slow grin, turning my head so I could press another heated kiss onto her inner thigh, making her draw a sharp breath. "But yes, Narcissa, I absolutely do."
Narcissa chuckled again, softly running her fingers down my chest, gently stroking and teasing as she met my heated gaze with an expression filled with lust, affection, and promise. "Mmm, I thought so," she whispered playfully, her eyes hooded with desire. "Good to know, my king..."
Before we could go any further, a sharp chime from the timer beside Narcissa's bed startled us both. I glanced at it with a small groan of frustration, realizing our hour together today had already passed.
Narcissa let out an irritated tutting sound, clearly just as disappointed. Her delicate fingers paused their gentle stroking through my hair, and she sighed softly.
"I suppose we'll have to pick this up next time," I said, reluctantly lifting my head off her soft, inviting thighs. Her smooth skin felt so good beneath my fingertips, I was genuinely annoyed that I had to leave now.
She nodded slowly, a teasing smirk playing at her full lips. Her pale blue eyes glittered with gentle amusement. "Yes, I suppose we should," she agreed softly, though she clearly wasn't happy about it either. She playfully ran her finger down my chest. "After all, it wouldn't be fair of me to keep you from your other girls all night."
Chuckling softly, I rose from the bed, stretching out briefly. I quickly smoothed my slightly tousled hair back into place, then turned to face Narcissa again. She was lounging back against her pillows now, her robe only loosely covering her ample curves. I couldn't resist stepping forward again, reaching out to gently cup her face in my hands.
She leaned eagerly into my touch, and our lips met in a slow, passionate kiss. Narcissa's lips were incredibly soft and warm, parting easily beneath mine as our tongues tangled together sensually. She let out a quiet moan into my mouth, her arms wrapping around my neck to pull me closer for just a few seconds longer, as if she didn't want me to leave at all.
I finally broke away with a regretful sigh, feeling the lingering heat and lust between us. "I'll see you tomorrow," I whispered softly, brushing my thumb affectionately across her cheek.
Narcissa gave me a satisfied, loving smile. "I'm already looking forward to it," she replied smoothly.
With one last lingering glance at her beautiful figure lounging temptingly on the bed, I turned and walked out of her apartment, shutting the door quietly behind me.
Standing out in the corridor, I immediately spotted Tonks waiting nearby, arms crossed, leaning against the stone wall with a puzzled expression. She pushed herself upright the moment she saw me, her eyes narrowing curiously.
"Mind explaining why exactly you're serving detention with my aunt in her private quarters, instead of a normal classroom?" she asked skeptically.
I flashed her a smug, knowing smirk. "Reasons," I replied cryptically.
Tonks blinked a couple of times, looking suspicious. Then her eyes suddenly widened, her expression rapidly shifting from confusion to shock. "Hold on-are you fucking my aunt?" she sputtered loudly, cheeks flushing bright red. "Is that why she's suddenly getting a divorce?"
I chuckled softly, amused at her blunt question. I leaned forward, speaking quietly into her ear as she flushed even redder. "Not yet," I whispered teasingly. "And sort of."
Tonks stood there gaping, flustered and even more confused. Her hair rapidly cycled through several bright colors in her embarrassment. She quickly hurried after me, stumbling slightly on the stairs as I started back towards the nearby Gryffindor tower entrance.
"What the hell do you mean 'sort of'?" Tonks demanded behind me, her voice breathless with confusion and curiosity. "Harry! Explain yourself!"
I laughed softly again, glancing back over my shoulder. "Don't worry about it, Tonks," I said playfully. "Just come along and guard me like you're supposed to."
She huffed indignantly but dutifully followed after me anyway.
— Rias —
Rias Gremory woke up early the next morning just as the first golden rays of sunlight began filtering through the curtains of her new quarters. She lay still for a few moments, staring at the ceiling of the bedroom assigned to her.
Scotland was certainly colder than she expected, especially this early in the morning, and the fact that the castle's lower floors were chilly didn't exactly help matters.
She was grateful, at least, that Akeno had agreed to sleep with her the previous night. Rias smiled softly, feeling her queen's smooth, warm body pressed comfortably against her own under the thick blankets. Convincing Akeno to sleep naked with her had required only a little persuasion, despite the fact that the beautiful raven-haired devil could be surprisingly shy behind closed doors.
Gently pulling back the warm sheets, Rias sat up slowly and stretched her arms above her head, the movement causing her large, perfect breasts to rise enticingly. Her flawless, porcelain skin shivered slightly from the cool dungeon air that quickly brushed over her nude figure, making her pink nipples tighten visibly from the sudden chill.
Beside her, Akeno stirred slightly, letting out a small, sleepy noise as her eyelids fluttered open slowly. Her queen smiled warmly, eyes half-lidded as she gazed appreciatively at Rias's naked form in the morning sunlight.
"Good morning, Rias," Akeno murmured softly, voice slightly husky from sleep. "Mmm, are you ready to meet your new betrothed today?"
Rias felt a flutter of nervous anticipation deep within her belly. She bit her lower lip, her cheeks faintly flushing at the thought of finally meeting Harry Sitri, the young half-devil she was now engaged to. A young man she'd never even met before, yet she was already committed to spending eternity by his side-assuming things went well.
"I think so," Rias replied softly, feeling butterflies in her stomach as she rose fully from the bed. "At least, I hope so. I'm actually quite nervous."
Akeno chuckled gently, sitting up herself and exposing her own large, flawless breasts. She stretched out slowly, her slender, graceful body arching beautifully as her long black hair cascaded around her.
Rias couldn't help herself-her eyes were drawn straight to Akeno's full, heavy breasts as they jiggled slightly with every movement. She bit her lip, feeling heat blossom in her cheeks and a pulse of arousal between her thighs. There was never any hiding it. Rias was hopelessly, unashamedly bisexual, and she'd always had a weakness for Akeno's body-especially those tits. Every devil girl was a little bi at heart, and the two of them had definitely had their share of late-night practice sessions over the years.
Akeno leaned in closer to stretch. Rias almost reached out on instinct, but held herself back, settling for a bold, lingering stare.
Akeno's lips curled in a sly, knowing smile as she pressed a teasing kiss to Rias's cheek. "You have nothing to worry about," Akeno teased gently. Obviously talking about Harry.
"Thanks Akeno," Rias smiled faintly as she headed towards the adjoining bathroom to take a hot shower. She paused in the doorway, glancing back over her shoulder with a playful look. "You certainly sound confident," she teased gently, eyes glancing once again over Akeno's curvaceous naked body. "Maybe I should have you meet him first to soften him up for me."
Akeno laughed softly, her eyes dancing with mischief as she gracefully rose from the bed, following Rias towards the bathroom. "Ara ara, careful what you wish for, Rias," she purred playfully. "You never know what kind of trouble I might get us into..."
...Rias was quietly pleased that her entire peerage had been sorted into Hufflepuff. It felt reassuring that they'd all remain together through this new chapter. She stepped out of her and Akeno's shared dormitory, running her fingers through her soft crimson hair as she entered the cozy Hufflepuff common room.
As expected, a small commotion had already formed around two of her peerage members. Several students were fussing warmly over Koneko and Gasper. Rias sighed fondly, already anticipating what had happened.
Sure enough, Gasper sat nervously on one of the couches, squirming shyly beneath the friendly attention. His face flushed bright red beneath his messy blonde hair, his eyes nervously darting around. It was obvious he desperately wished to hide. Next to him, a pretty red-haired girl with a generous chest smiled sweetly, her hand extended warmly toward Gasper.
"I'm Susan Bones," she introduced herself kindly. Beside her, a cute blonde with bright eyes nodded eagerly.
"And I'm Hannah Abbott!" the girl chimed in. "We'd love to be friends with you both-there's no reason at all to feel shy. After all, we're all fellow girls!"
Gasper opened his mouth, obviously too flustered to form a coherent reply. Nearby, Koneko watched the scene blankly while nibbling quietly on a piece of chocolate she'd gotten from one of the tables.
Without even looking up, Koneko spoke in a perfectly dry tone. "Gasper is a boy."
A stunned silence immediately descended upon the entire common room. Susan's eyes widened in shock, her cheeks rapidly turning bright pink as she covered her mouth. Hannah let out a tiny squeak, her jaw dropping comically as she stared at Gasper, who looked ready to sink straight into the cushions and disappear.
Then the room erupted into chaos.
"He's what?!"
"You're joking, right?"
