The Children of Atum

Wow three updates in two days! See this is what happens when you all review! Big thank you’s to everyone who took the time.

I’m getting an overwhelming ‘no’ to het now. So it looks like Harry won’t be experimenting with girls in this story unless I get a bunch of reviews saying otherwise. Big thank you to Blackwolf who suggested doing a het remix instead if people want it. If you want to see this let me know and I’ll see what I can do.

This chapter was supposed to have HP/SS in it but it got too long so you’ll have to wait till next chapter instead *ducks the flying rotten vegetables thrown her way*. This does have some other yummy smex in it instead though, all leading towards HP/SS.

Warnings: this chapter will contain chan/minors (15/11 and 11/11), anal, toys, oral, and coarse language.

Last time
“I will receive weekly reports from all your teachers about your progress and we will sit down to discuss them each week, this is to make sure you are on track. The teachers will also give you practical tests throughout the year as they see fit. Now do you have any questions at the moment?” the dark man asked.

“Err… no I think I’ve got it all… I should be okay with the self directed thing, that’s how I’ve done everything so far. I just wanted to thank you all for going out of your way to help me like this… so yeah um… thanks.”

The teachers all smiled at this and the Potion’s Master then guided the boy from the room, wanting to get him into bed before he collapsed.

Chapter 13: Entertainment

Harry was bored, he had been studying so hard these last few weeks at Hogwarts, he had made friends with the rest of the Slytherin first years as well as a few other students from different houses and year levels that he worked in classes with. Some of the older students had been wary of letting the boy into their classes but his quiet, unassuming manner and obvious brilliance convinced them. Severus had also pulled the fifth, sixth and seventh year Slytherins aside and explained to them that he wanted to draw Harry to the dark side and that them being friendly to and encouraging the boy would help. With the boy-who-lived on their side they would be unstoppable.

Harry was missing physical and sexual contact, he couldn’t remember the last time it had been this long without being fucked and he wanted it bad. He was, at this point, alone in his room, naked, a jar of lubricant beside the bed and a large dildo in his hand that Sirius and Remus had given him as a going away present. He sighed, it just wasn’t the same. He put the things back away, donned his shoes some casual clothes and a robe and left the room in search of the real thing. He hadn’t used his allure on a stranger before and he was a little anxious, he also had only ever had sex with his guardians and wasn’t sure what to think about allowing some random student to touch him, he felt a strange mix of excitement and nervousness. He had picked out a likely guy, a Slytherin fifth year who had been giving him hungry looks, and decided to search him out. He found the boy in the common room and went over to talk to him.

“Hi, Michael right?” he asked the older boy.

“Yeah that’s me, what can I do for you, Apprentice Potter?” the boy asked, glancing appraisingly over the younger boy.

Harry swallowed and allowed his allure to flare directing it at the boy, something he had learned to do a few years ago, “I was wondering if you could help me with something… some… entertainment…” Harry trailed off giving a suggestive look at the boy.

Michael grinned, “My pleasure Harry, shall we find somewhere more private?” Harry just grinned and allowed the boy to drag him from the room. They headed down the passageways of the dungeons to a hidden alcove; the boy pushed Harry against the wall and crashed his mouth down on his soft lips. The kiss was intense and wild, it was so different from kissing Paddy and Moony, they were familiar, where as he barely knew this guy. Harry moaned into the kiss, opening his mouth to permit the questing tongue entrance. The younger boy ran his hands over the other, slipping his hands under his shirt to feel the hard muscled flesh underneath. He reached a hand up to tweak a nipple and moaned as he felt his partner copy his actions.

Michael reached a hand down to unzip his pants letting his erection spring free then pushed the young boy to his knees. Harry took up the pulsing cock eagerly wrapping his mouth around it and swallowing the entire thing in one go eliciting a strangled gasp from the older boy. Harry loved sucking cock, this was what he was missing. He loved the feel of the velvet smooth skin rubbing on his lips, he loved the taste of the pre-come on his tongue, the musky smell, the way it filled him and he loved the noises he could draw from the person.

Michael, a typical teenage male couldn’t contain himself, the hot, wet mouth around his cock, the knowledge that this was the boy-who-lived sucking his cock, the sheer beauty of the boy, it was too much and he was climaxing before he realised. He went to move his cock away from the boy but he held on tightly, drinking his come and sucking on the head to get it all. Michael couldn’t believe this just happened; it was like something from Play Wizard! He couldn’t wait to tell his mates, he was sure they wouldn’t believe him though, Harry Potter the come whore?

Harry stood feeling somewhat sated but still painfully aroused, he flared his allure again and kissed the boy harshly, his hand moving along the wilted shaft trying to coax it back to life. The older boy groaned at this and Harry felt the member begin to stir again. He pulled away from the kiss to whisper in the boy’s ear.

“I want you in me… I want you to fill me with your come… fuck me… please.”

This hardened the boy up immediately and Harry turned around, flipping up his robe and dragging down his pants. He heard the boy mutter a lubrication charm and felt as his finger tentatively entered him, before being joined by another and then a third.

Michael was breathing harshly now, he had his fingers in Harry Potter! He finished preparing the boy and removed his fingers before nudging his head at the puckered opening.

“Oh yes… Michael… please… in me, now…”

Hearing this, the boy growled and pushed himself in slightly, Harry sighed impatiently and moved back impaling himself on the cock behind him. Michael was fully seated in the boy saviour and they both took a moment to adjust to the new sensation before the older boy began to pound into the younger with abandon. ‘I’M FUCKING HARRY POTTER!’ was all that he could think, it was so incredibly erotic. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to last much longer even after coming so recently and reached around to pull on the boy’s small penis, jerking him roughly and enjoying the feel of the boy tightening around him.

Harry gasped, coming on the command that he had been taught years ago, clenching his muscles around the cock inside him. Splattering his come onto the dungeon wall and floor.

Michael came moments later, filling the boy hero with his seed. Listening to the moans and mewls the erotic creature underneath him was making. After regaining his composure Michael pulled out of the young boy, tucking his member away.

Harry straightened, casting a cleaning charm over himself and his partner, he grinned and leaned over to whisper ‘thanks’ in the boy’s ear before pulling up his pants and leaving the stunned fifth year to ponder what just happened. He wondered if he should tell his mates or not. He decided he would, it was just too good a story.

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Harry wondered back to his room to resume the reading he had abandoned earlier. He found that his new schedule was not as intensive as he first thought it would be. He didn’t need to attend every practical lesson he scheduled and he had almost no theory classes. His only new subject Care of Magical Creatures turned out to be a bludge and he was grateful for some time to relax.

In his other subjects the fact that he knew the theory so well meant that he was usually the first to complete a new spell or potion in the class allowing him extra time to work on the next part or one of his essays.

He was settling down now on his bed to resume reading one of Severus’ tomes ‘Rituals for Improving the Human Body’, unfortunately as he wasn’t exactly human himself he couldn’t use some of the more interesting rituals straight from the book. He would need to use his Arithmancy and Ancient Runes skills to modify some of the Ritual parameters to match his physiology and magic. He was planning a set of rituals to increase his strength, speed, stamina, night vision, memory retention and senses as well as rituals increase his magical core, improve his capacity for wandless magic and to reveal and improve upon any magical gifts he had. These needed careful planning as they not only had to be altered to fit a mas-Bastet but each successive one had to be modified to fit with its predecessors and adjusted to synchronise perfectly with the wizard. The calculations and dangers involved dissuaded all but the most determined wizards and the sensitivity of the rituals were such that many failed, often with catastrophic results. Harry however was determined to succeed, it would take many months just to plan out the rituals and then many more to complete them as each needed sufficient time to set between the next. While Harry was lost in planning, his recent partner was telling a fantastic story about the boy-who-lived.

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Michael was sitting on his green four poster bed, his two best mates Alasdir and Cygnus sitting on another, “yeah it was him I’m telling you the truth”, he said exasperatedly, “Harry Potter came up to me in the common room, proposition me and then gave me the best blow job ever and then bent over for me. He was all like ‘I want you in me’ and ‘take me’. I couldn’t believe it. He’s no virgin either!”

The other two laughed the story off not believing for a minute that the boy saviour was anything but a goody-two-shoes bookworm.

The small blonde outside however did believe him. Draco had watched as Harry Potter entered the Slytherin common room to seek out the older student, he saw them talk, he saw the lust in the fifth year’s eyes as he dragged the smaller boy from the room. He waited not wanting to be caught snooping, and was rewarded as the slightly dazed and dishevelled boy stumbled back through the portal and dragged his two mates up for a chat.

Draco smirked to himself; if Harry was already sexually active and obviously submissive it only made his job easier. He ran to the owlery to send a letter to his father, plotting all the way about how to best make use of his time.

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Harry realised he hadn’t sent a letter to Remus and Sirius for a while so he set the book aside to write a note detailing his encounter with the Slytherin to his guardians, letting them know how classes were going as well. He smiled as he walked up to the owlery to send his letter. He had decided to let Hedwig stay with the other owls rather than keeping her cooped up in the small room, with no real window for her to come and go from.

He climbed the stairs to the owlery, whistling lightly to himself, stopping suddenly when he noticed the sleek blonde hair of his best friend, Draco Malfoy.

“Good afternoon Draco, how are you?” he asked as he called Hedwig down, tying the letter to her leg and whispering who it was for before releasing her.

“Good, have you been enjoying yourself Harry? Have you met many people yet?”

“”Yeah it’s been great, my schedule is crazy but it mean I meet heaps of different people ‘cause I’m not stuck with one class.”

“Hmm that must make it interesting” Draco purred, moving closer to the boy. Using his larger frame to push the boy back onto the wall, “I guess you get to do all kinds of interesting things, hmm…”

“Err… yeah I guess.”

“Like Slytherin fifth years perhaps?”

“Yeah like… wait. What?”

“Do you like that Harry?” he asked, pressing his body along the smaller boy’s whispering into his ear, allowing his lips to brush over the sensitive skin. “Like having dominant partners? Someone to hold you down and fuck you? Someone to push you to your knees in a hall way and make you suck them?”

Draco smirked as he heard the boy whimper, “So beautiful”, he whispered, “would you like me to take you Harry? Fuck you into oblivion against the hard stone wall?” Harry couldn’t believe that this was happening; he could do nothing but nod dumbly allowing Draco to spin him around pressing him against the wall. Draco flipped Harry’s robe over his shoulder and dropped the boy’s pants. He dragged the waist back and pushed the slim legs apart to reveal the pink pucker, glistening come oozing out of it. Draco grinned, that would be lubrication enough. He unzipped his pants and shoved his cock into the boy in one swift movement, slapping a hand to Harry’s mouth to stop him from crying out.

“Mmm… you’re so tight and hot Harry. I can feel his come in your arse, sloshing around making you all slippery and wet. But I’m gonna come so hard in you that I’ll push it all out and you will be just filled with me.” Draco began to thrust long deep thrusts into the quivering boy in front of him, “Do you want to be filled with my come Harry?” he asked.

Harry moaned and nodded in reply but that wasn’t good enough, “Answer me” Draco demanded, pulling the boy’s head back to face him.

“Yes, Draco… fill me… please…”

“Oh but you beg so prettily, I might do it then, or perhaps I will pull out and come all over you, marking you with my seed? Hmm…?” he asked speeding up his thrusts, “Or perhaps I will turn you around and come on your face, make you drink my come from my cock like the good little slut that you are?”

Harry couldn’t think straight, Draco was so good. He loved it when people talked dirty to him and Draco was a master.

“What do you think? Hmm…?”

“I…”, ‘what was the question?’ he couldn’t remember, “Nghh…”

“Do you want me to come in you, on you or on your face? Hurry up or I will choose for you.”

“In me… oh Merlin! Please Draco, I want you to fill me, pllleeeaaassseee… mmm… fuck!”

“All right”, the boy chuckled; amazed at the incoherent mess that was Harry. Draco pumped a few more times before gushing his orgasm into the tight channel gripping his member. He held onto the smaller boy as he convulsed in his own climax spurned by the feeling of being filled by Draco. The larger boy wrapped his arms around the smaller, capturing him before he could fall, steadying him. He pulled the dark haired boy to his chest, softening erection still in his arse, he caressed a cheek and leaned forwards to kiss the bared neck presented to him. He gently pulled himself from the boy and casting a quick cleaning charm he reclothed them both, straightening and neatening their dishevelled clothes before dragging the boy down the stairs to the bench he knew was just outside.

“Here, Harry sit, that’s a good boy” he whispered, petting the boy’s hair and allowing him to lean on him.

Harry slowly recovered and realised what had just happened, he had never felt that wonderful and it was just a quick shag. He sighed and nuzzled closer to the boy.

“Hmm, did you enjoy that precious?”

“Mmm” Harry replied.

Draco chuckled, “Come now, we had best get you back to your room before people start wondering what’s wrong with you.”

Harry was not quite sure how he got back to his room but he fell asleep instantly face down, on top of the sheets. Not even bothering to remove his clothes or shoes.

This was how Severus found him a few hours later, the Potions Master sighed before casting his customary sleeping charm so as not to wake the obviously exhausted boy. He left the boy lying face down and removed his shoes and socks, his robe and then pulled down his pants so he could change him into pyjamas. As he turned to find a pair of pants for the boy he noticed a shine on the boy’s thigh, turning back to investigate he found a trail of come from the boy’s arse!

The boy was exhausted from sex? He checked the boy over quickly including under his fingernails for sign of a struggle but there was none, it seemed as though it was consensual. He hoped it was at least, otherwise someone would be dying soon. Slightly disturbed at the thought of someone else taking the boy before him he cast a powerful cleaning charm over the boy, finished redressing him and tucked him under the sheets.

It was a testament to how tired Harry was that he did not wake even with the ineffectual sleeping charm.

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Severus left the room to sit in his favourite chair by the fire, a glass of brandy in his hand, dark thoughts swirling around his mind. It felt like the boy had betrayed him, but that was stupid, they weren’t together. Besides what would a beautiful young boy like Harry want with an ugly, grumpy, old Potions Master like him?

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Nearly there folks HP/SS next chapter I promise! Should be up in a few days if not a few hours. My muse is running a marathon at the moment and I’m struggling to keep up with it. It keeps getting distracted by the plot bunnies that bounce across the track though. Tell me muse, where did Severus’ bout of self loathing come from? And Draco what the hell was that? That wasn’t in the plan till chapter 15, and he was supposed to submissive not dominant!!!! I think I’ll have to make him a switch now. Stupid muse messing up my story. I think it was pretty hot though *grins*.

Anyway enough ranting from me, love it? Hate it? Let me know. I’ve been typing all day the least you could do is take 20 seconds to review *gives puppy dog eyes*.

BTW Harry will be getting a light punishment in the next chappie, probably a spanking but the big blow up about Harry hiding the truth about himself from Severus is comming. I have some delightful ideas about how to punish Harry but if you have an idea let me know! The kinkier the better!

Love always, MeToo!