Harem of the Ancient House of Potter

Harem of the Ancient House of Potter


Claiming His Alpha

by SSJ04 Mewtwo

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"You ought not to wake him like that, he probably didn't get much sleep last night." she says.

"C'mon, he won't mind." the boy states and goes to wake the sleeping figure but his hand is caught by the one sleeping in the bed. "Bloody hell! Good reflexes."

"I'm a seeker, what do you expect?" Harry asks of Ron. He had woken the moment Hermione had come into the room so he had been waiting on Ron to attempt something like that. That part of him that was the demon was demanding that he get rid of Ron and take his Alpha, but he squashes that desire and tries to see if the empathy powers could tell him whether or not she did like Ron. He only got a moment to do this for he was interrupted by Fleur coming into the room with a tray of food for him. He could sense the jealously from Ginny. He would have to deal with that later. His thoughts are hijacked again when Fleur greets him with a kiss.

'Ah, so you are one."

"One what and how can I hear your thoughts?'

'All who are considered erotic creatures can talk to each other through this method. Its harder for partial creatures though.'


"Uh,'

'Don't worry, our conversation will only take a second to them.'

'Bill's a lucky man.'

'Jealous?'

'If you continue to tease me like that I'll get Ron, Hermione, and Ginny out of here and shag you until you won't be able to stand for a week.'

'Ooooh, if I weren't getting married I'd take you up on that offer, but remember, I've got a sister that will want you once she's old enough.'

'Send her my way, hopefully Hermione will be willing to share.'

'She'll understand, your kind needs sex or they die.' she finishes and pulls away from him.

"Bloody lucky...," Ron mumbles and Ginny gives Fleur another dirty look as Molly comes storming into the room. The two women start talking, but the famished Harry ignores the two as they leave the room.

'I've got to think...,wait a minute, the OWL results are coming...,that ought to get Hermione all fired up. "OWL results come today." he says through a mouth full of food.

"What did you say?" Hermione snaps thinking that she might have heard the words 'OWL' and 'results'.

"OWL results are coming today." Harry repeats after swallowing.

"What!? Why didn't you say something earlier!?" she shouts and runs out of the room. "C'mon Ron!" she shouts and Ron sighs.

"Why did you have to get her wound up about that?" Ron complains.

"Hey, you tried to wake me up by beating me up so consider that my payback." Harry answers and Ron leaves the room. As Harry eats he examines Ginny's emotions closer. He frowns to himself feeling that her emotions for him were that of a rabid fangirl. She only loved the hero, not the real Harry Potter.

"Well, better go see my grades." he states.

"You got rid of them so you could eat?" she asks.

"Yeah, and to get back at Ron for pulling a trick that probably Fred and George pulled on him." Harry says and walks out of the room.

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'There's something slightly off with her, but I don't know what.' Harry thought. He gone outside, under his invisibility cloak walking around aimlessly. He had looked over his OWL results and as he expected, he didn't do so hot in potions. Snape would not let him in the NEWT level class with such a low grade. Of course, even if he has scored an Outstanding he was sure the greasy git would have found a reason to keep him out of the class. Although, was Slughorn much of a defense teacher? He paused in his ruminations as he felt Hermione's concern for him. Turning around, he saw her looking around curiously. Deciding to setting the question of who she wanted once and for all, he crept up to her and gripped the hem of his cloak, getting ready to lift it over her.

"Where did he get off to?" she asks herself. Then, the cloak comes over her.

"Looking for someone?"

"Why are you under the cloak?"

"Dumbledore wanted me to keep the cloak on me at all times. I'm using it now to hide from Ginny."

"Why would you need to hide from her?"

"I'm getting a fangirl alert from her." Harry answers and Hermione giggles.

"Well, that's good to have."

"Yeah, uh, am I going to have to deal with you and Ron fighting for another year? I don't like to be stuck in the middle of you two especially when Dumbledore is going to give me special lessons. I don't need you and Ron's drama getting in the way of what is important." Harry says and Hermione looks down at the ground.

"You're right," she says quietly. "You shouldn't have to be stuck in the middle when Ron and I fight. I just...,I don't know...,sometimes I like him and then there are other times when I want to throttle him, if you understand what I'm trying to say??"

"I know the feeling." Harry chuckled, then he turned serious.. "If you feel that way, are you sure he's the one you fancy?" he asked as he focused his full empathetic powers on her.

"Well...,I...," she paused, and Harry could feel her struggle to get the words out. It was an emotional conflict, but it didn't feel right, because he could tell that whatever part of her that liked Ron seemed fake. His eyes widened as he realized what was going on.

'Damn it! Somebody has fed her a love potion! Well, let's see if I can help her fight it off.' Harry focused a portion of his mind on the task and attacked the false emotions she was experiencing, determined to free her from the potions.) Whatever was causing her to have feelings for Ron wasn't very strong, but it had a deep hold on her emotions, and wasn't releasing it's hold on her. Harry grabbed the false emotions and mentally shoved them out of Hermione's mind.) Her eyes seemed to go glassy for a moment before clearing again and locking onto him.) Harry almost fell over when Hermione threw herself into his arms.)
"Harry," sobbed against him. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I can think again! There was something messing with my thoughts, it was horrible! I wasn't me, and I couldn't do anything about it. Whatever you did, it was like a wind blowing all the fog away again. It's like waking up from a nightmare."

"You ok?"

"I am now, but, it still feels like I was living a nightmare! What in the world would have made me think I fancied Ron? The only thing I can even think of to make me feel that way...? she paused, before getting extremely focused, her eyes glazed as she concentrated. When her eyes focused again, Harry saw a look of cold fury he had rarely seen before. He had to admit it was extremely exciting, as long as he wasn't the one it was aimed at. "Potions! Somebody has been dosing me with Love Potions! Making me feel like I fancied Ron, not being able to think clearly, it all makes sense. Now, the only questions are, who did it? And how am I going to make sure they never do it again?"

'Well, I guess that answers that question.' He briefly thought, before she ground herself against him, and caused all his thoughts to fly away. Her eyes shot open as she felt the obvious signs of his arousal against her thigh.

"That's...,you...?" she (asked, as she felt a jolt of pleasure run through her body, knowing she was able to get him so excited.
"You caused it." he growled and kissed her again. She sighed into the kiss and she molded herself against him.
"Harry?" she asked after they come up for air.
"Mmmm?"
"Take me...,if I fall back under the potion again before you find the culprit I want to make sure I've been with the one I really want."

"You sure?"

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." she moaned in a husky tone. Making sure they were completely covered by the cloak, Harry led his soon to be lover into the broom shed. Quickly finding what he was looking for, Harry grabbed an old blanket, and they headed for a secluded part of the property. When they reached a nicely shaded area, Harry removed the cloak and the two of them eagerly laid the old picnic blanket down on the grass. Kicking off her shoes, Hermione moved onto the blanket. She was too excited to be nervous, and quickly stripped out of her clothes, but smiled at the look of lust she saw on Harry's face. Laying down, she stretched out and ran her hands over her body, looking up at Harry with a smile. Somehow, Harry managed to hold off on his orgasm long enough to get out of his own clothing and lay down next to her. He groaned as Hermione's hand reached out and stroked him lightly.
"Hermione, I'm already having a hard time staying in control, if you do that again, I'm going to make things pretty messy!"

She looked up at him, and, grinning impishly, said, "Well, we certainly don't want that to happen, do we? Now, I read about this in one of Mum's ladies magazines.? she murmured, and wrapped her hand around the thick veined shaft of Harry's cock. He groaned through clenched teeth, obviously using every ounce of concentration to hold off his explosion.
'Merlin, he's got to be nine inches at least.' she thought, as she felt herself getting wet in readiness to take him inside of her. 'He won't last a minute like this though, so let me take the edge off.' Remembering more details from the article she read, she gathered up some saliva and spit it into her hands, and, gripping him, she started stroking him. It only took a few seconds of her hands working on him, before she felt him pulse in her hands, and she watched in fascination as jet after jet of white fluid shot out of him, and landed on her hands and arms. Curious, she raised one of her hands to her mouth and, sticking out her tongue, took a tentative taste. She couldn't decide exactly what it tasted like, but she knew that she liked it. She also liked that he was still fully erect in her hand, and wanting to take advantage of it, she rolled over on top of him, and spread her legs, kneeling on either side of his cock. Grabbing hold of him again, she lined him up with her entrance and looked directly at Harry, seeing nothing but love and affection in his eyes, she sank down on top of him, pausing as she adjusted to having something thicker than her fingers inside her for the first time. She cried out in pleasure as she took more of him inside her.

"Didn't it hurt?" he asked her in concern. He'd always heard that it hurt the girl to lose her virginity.)
"Tore it horseback riding a couple of years ago," she ground out, as she lowered herself further onto him. Once he was buried in her to the hilt, and he was sure he wasn't hurting her, Harry moved, rolling them over so he was on top of her. He held still for a moment, allowing her to get comfortable in the new position.

"Please, start moving...," she begs and Harry does so, but slowly. After about two minutes of the slow fucking, Hermione begins to feel pleasure. Her legs wrap around him and she meets his thrusts. Harry smirks and begins to pick up the pace. Her nails run down his back as he plows into her cunt. Hermione's pussy puts his cock in a lock down as she cums screaming her release. Harry quiets her with a kiss and blasts her pussy full of his seed. as this happens, his magical aura begins to merge into her magical core. It goes two-thirds towards the center of her core before Hermione's subconscious stops it. He breaths hard as he continues to spirt into her. He sighs as he finishes cumming and lays on top of her holding her to him. He looks into her eyes to see that her brown eyes now had an emerald green tint to them.

"Hermione, I've...,"

"Your family got around didn't they?"

"You know? How do you...,"

"Your nature was the first thing I learned from this link...,I can now read you like a book and you'll be my favorite book, Harry James Potter." she says and Harry relaxes. He didn't know what would have happened had he had to tell her about his true nature.

"And Harry...,"

"Yeah 'mione?"

"I understand I may have to share you, but I better have some say in who else you bring into this you understand me?" she asks pressing her nose against his.

"Don't worry, you'll be involved in those decisions as well." he says and kisses her.

"Can we go at it again?" she asks.

"We'll be missed by someone. C'mon let's head back."

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Later that night, as Harry was getting ready for bed, Ron knocked on the door and stuck his head in. When Harry waved him in, he came in and shut the door behind him. Looking around, when he made sure that the two of them were alone, he said, "Look, I'm not good at beating around the bush, so I'm just gonna say it. I saw the way the two of you were holding onto each other when you came out of the woods, and I also noticed you were carrying our old blanket with you. It was fairly obvious that the two of you had finally figured things it. All I ask is that you keep it quiet while you are here, because Mum and Ginny would go spare, they seem to think that you and Ginny would get together. I don't see it myself, but I never used to be the most observant bloke in the world." He paused, looking at the scars on his arms, "Guess that's one thing I have to thank those brains for, anyway."

Harry was looking at him in surprise, and used his empathy to find out if Ron was being sincere. He was pleased to find that his friend was honestly happy for he and Hermione. He smiled at Ron, and said, "Thanks, Mate! I'm glad you feel that way, and don't worry, we'll not be making it obvious while we are here. When we get back to school, though, that's going to change." "That's fine, I just don't feel like listening to Mum having a fit." Ron responded with a rueful grin.

Harry chuckled, then said, "Listen Ron, can I ask you to try and do something for me?"
"Sure, what do you need?"
"Can you try not to put her down when she's passionate about things you aren't?" Harry asked. "Tom's out there and we don't have time to bicker when there's a dark lord to kill." he added with a smile.
"You're right, but sometimes I just don't want to think about...,"
"I know, but with him in my head I've got Voldemort 24/7 365 days a year in my head." Harry lets out. "Besides, you and Hermione are the only two I can let on whatever Dumbledore has got in store for me and I don't want to have to calm her down every time you make her mad." Harry states. 'Even though I'd like to do that anyway.' he adds.
"Yeah, you're right, but she just goes on and on about...,"
"And like you don't go on and on about Quidditch." Harry retorts and Ron blushes. The red head sighs. He'd seen Harry's temper and he didn't want to get on the wrong end of that or he'd end up worse than Malfoy after being hexed by multiple members of their house. After a few more minutes of talk, Ron left to go back to his own room. Harry sighed in relief as the door closed behind him.

'Alright, you aren't in on this, but please don't get in my way if it's who I suspect that's doing it.' He quickly cast an alarm to let him know if Molly or Ginny went downstairs and lay down to try and rest. He was glad that Ron wasn't part of the problem, but that left the problem of what he was going to do if it was Molly, or Ginny, or both.