What a Witch Needs

Here’s the real Chapter 37! LOL Many kisses and hugs to all the reviewers out there, you have my gratitude.

WARNING: Harry is getting darker… (It’s time to play with the bad boys.)

I can clain no ownership of any Harry Potter characters or places used in this fiction.

This chapter was beta’d by Narcissa Black and gardengirlgarden. Thanks!


Blood and Obedience

Hermione paused and looked at Lucius as well. Then she looked at Professor Snape in question. Didn’t the professor tell Lucius who she was?

Draco walked up to her and put his arm about her, trying to usher her further into the room. “Father, let me introduce you to…”

“I know who she is, Draco,” Lucius said with distaste. “How could you even touch…eh…eh…” Lucius could no longer speak. His hands grasped at his neck as an invisible force squeezed his windpipe. His face was turning purple and he struggled to breathe.

Hermione turned to Harry and pleaded, “Harry! No!”

Harry looked at her and said, “It’s not me. I’m not doing it.”

“Hermione, try speaking to them,” urged Draco, thinking that it could only be Those That Dwell Below.

Hermione stepped forward and looked around the room as she spoke loudly, “Please stop! Please do not hurt Mr. Malfoy.” Immediately they heard Lucius take a deep and desperate inhalation of air as he could finally breathe again.

“Are you all right?” Hermione asked worriedly.

Lucius only glared at her as he tried to resume normal breathing. Snape looked at her in interest, wondering what these beings could possibly be that seemed to be looking out for the girl. Were they poltergeists of some sort? But poltergeists were not known to be benevolent. Snape realized that he would indeed have to be careful with his words as Potter had warned.

“Lady Marlston asked you a question,” Harry warned. “It would be disrespectful not to answer.”

Lucius’ eyes opened wide in surprise and his breathing calmed. “Lady… did you say…?”

“Yes, Father,” Draco stepped next to her again, placing an arm around her waist. “Hermione is the heiress of Marlston.”

“You’re a… Marlston? All this time and no one knew,” Lucius said as his eyes raked over her anew. He glanced at Snape and asked, “Did you know?”

“I did,” Snape said with a slight smirk.

“And you didn’t think it was important enough to mention to me?” Lucius sneered.

“It has been a day for surprises, hasn’t it, Lucius?” Snape crisply returned.

Lucius glared at the smug man and said, “Perhaps there are more yet to come.” Snape’s nostrils flared as the smirk left his face.

Lucius then noticed that Harry was still glaring and watching him hawkishly. He knew he had better start making amends if he were to ally himself with Potter. Lucius stood up and took a step towards Hermione. Giving her a small bow of his head he said, “My Lady, I apologize for my reaction to this news. I do hope we can put all past animosities between us to rest. I see I was completely wrong about any opinions I expressed regarding your lineage for it is a fine and noble one indeed.”

Hermione looked at him as if he had grown horns. Was Lucius Malfoy actually apologizing? In his own snobbish way, she supposed. Hermione’s hand slowly rose, holding it out as she said, “It’s my hope that you are sincere, Mr. Malfoy. I will accept your apology for now, until I am given reason to believe otherwise.”

Lucius clasped her hand in both of his and charmingly replied, “Oh, I am most sincere, my Lady.” The tip of one of his fingers stroked the sensitive skin of her wrist and Hermione felt it as if someone had held a live wire against her.

When he did not withdraw his hands, Hermione pulled her own back. “However, I do not share your opinion regarding the importance of bloodlines. I would ask that you refrain from saying anything further regarding the superiority of people by reason of their blood. I was proud to be part of the Granger family. Please make yourself comfortable, Mr. Malfoy.” She turned gracefully and took a seat in an armchair as Lucius sat back down. Draco came and sat on the arm of her chair, resting his hand on her back. Lucius wondered at the intimate gesture but kept his expression neutral as they gazed on each other in uncomfortable silence. Harry now moved to an armchair next to Hermione’s and watched as house elves scurried around to serve tea or coffee to everyone.

There was much to speak about, but no one knew quite where to begin. Harry was having a difficult time believing Lucius wanted to switch sides. It was the foremost question in his mind. “Why are you here, Malfoy? I want to know the truth,” Harry began.

“There are many reasons, my Lord,” Lucius began, “the most important one being the safety of my family. The other Dark Lord…”

“Voldemort,” Harry interrupted. “Call him Voldemort.”

Lucius looked unsure for a moment and then he said, “Of course, my Lord.” He paused and then swallowed, “Voldemort is displeased about my failure to obtain the prophecy from the Department of Mysteries last spring. But you are all already aware of that. I was put in charge of that task and so the blame was put on me. I have fallen out of favor with him and I’m certain he has plans to dispose of me and my family soon. Already there are death warrants out on our children who have turned their loyalties to you. Narcissa is filled with worry for Draco, and I do not wish to lose my only son.”

Harry glanced at Draco, who was looking rather uncomfortable right now. He knew Draco had a hard time discussing feelings when it came to his family.

“Draco’s mother need not worry,” Harry said. “He is safe with me.”

“Yes, my Lord,” Lucius acknowledged.

Harry looked at Lucius intently and then said, “It would get you back in favor with Voldemort if you were to pretend to switch sides and then stab me in the back when I started to trust you. Wouldn’t you say that’s true?”

“No, my Lord,” Lucius said. “You see, he wants to kill you himself. But that is beside the point as I have no intention of betraying you. I will never follow another command from him again. When I was younger, I thought allying myself with him would be beneficial and allow me to enjoy the status that came with being his supporter. But the reality of being a Death Eater is much different than what I first imagined it to be. We are nothing but his slaves, branded and bonded magically to do his will or die.”

“You have killed innocent people,” Harry stated.

“Yes, my Lord,” Lucius said.

“You have committed many unspeakable crimes,” Harry stated.

“Yes, my Lord,” Lucius replied. “I did what I was told to do, as I’ll do for you as well.”

“Potter,” Snape said, “surely you understand what the Dark Mark means. If you do not do what the … what Voldemort… tells you to do, the penalty is death for your whole family. It’s similar to the blood you’ve taken from the villagers.”

“No, it’s not,” snapped Harry. Harry pointed a finger at Snape and said, “You know nothing about the traditions of Marlston and don’t you pretend that you do.”

Snape looked at the finger pointed at him and then back to Harry. Oh, how he wanted to put this brat back into his place. How he loathed his arrogance. But he knew that finger could do considerable harm and who knew how much more powerful Harry had grown since his time here.

Harry looked in to Snape’s eyes with understanding. “You want to harm me, don’t you Snape?” Harry mocked. “I can see it in your eyes and I can feel it seeping from your pores. Go ahead, try something.”

“I’m not that stupid, Potter,” Snape said. “I realize from that little display with Lucius that there are forces here protecting you.”

“Even without them I can still beat you,” Harry said, a deadly gleam in his eye. Snape didn’t take the bait. He only looked at Harry coolly.

“Tell us, Professor, which side are you really on?” Draco asked.

“That is not a topic for discussion in present company,” Snape said.

“Is it not, Severus?” Lucius smirked. “What do you have to hide from Lord Potter?” Lucius was clearly enjoying Snape’s discomfort.

“Potter is already aware of my loyalties,” Snape said.

“Am I?” Harry asked.

“Harry,” Hermione said, “we do already know the answer. Why are you doing this?”

“Because I don’t trust either of them,” Harry said.

Draco leaned towards Harry and whispered in his ear. Harry then turned his head and said, “Bugger?”

Bugger appeared immediately. “Yes, master?”

“Bring the knife and cloth,” Harry said, with a grin towards Snape.

Snape’s chest began rising up and down faster. “I will not swear a blood oath to you, Potter! I’m Dumbledore’s man, not yours! I’m here on his orders.”

“I’m not asking for an oath, Snape, only for your blood,” Harry said.

“Why?” Snape hissed.

“If you betray Dumbledore and our side, I can dispose of you quickly. Your refusal to cooperate is already a sign that you may have something to hide. If you are truly Dumbledore’s man, then you’ll have nothing to worry about.”

Snape looked at Harry in shock. Dispose of him quickly? Like a used tissue? Potter was definitely more dangerous than he thought. The sooner they left Marlston, the better. “I think we should return to Hogwarts immediately. You are not yourself, Potter,” Snape stated. “Clearly this place has a negative influence on you.”

“You’re wrong,” Harry answered coolly. “This is where I belong, where all three of us belong.”

“You’re mad!” Snape snapped.

Harry flicked a finger from the armrest of his chair and Snape flipped upside down as he was magically pulled from one foot to hang over the place he was just sitting. Surprise and rage filled his face as he used his arms to gather the robes that had fallen over his head and lift them out of his vision.

“Harry!” Hermione said in surprise.

Harry, Lucius, and Draco were laughing as Snape sputtered with indignation, his face going red. “It’s a good thing you’ve learned to wear clothing under your robes, Snape,” Harry said. “I guess you come prepared ever since my father exposed your filthy underpants to all the students at Hogwarts.”

“I demand that you let me down now!” Snape roared.

Hermione was shocked at first, but an unusual giddiness seemed to bubble from within as the laughter of everyone else began to affect her. She put her hand over her mouth and tried to stifle a giggle. ‘What is wrong with me?’ Hermione thought. ‘I shouldn’t be laughing, I shouldn’t! But I can’t seem to help it.’

“You’re hardly in a position to demand anything, Snape,” Harry laughed. He put his finger on his temple, pretending to think. “Let’s see,” Harry pondered, “what would be suitable punishment for calling a Dark Lord mad? Hmmm…”

“You’re in over your head, Potter,” Snape spat. “There will be consequences for this, I assure you.”

“I think you’re the one who’s over your head, professor,” Draco laughed.

“I know!” Harry said with excitement. “I could have your bowels squeezed. Everything in them would come out and run down your body, perhaps land in your filthy mouth.”

“You wouldn’t dare!” Snape growled.

“Wouldn’t I?” Harry glared.

Snape began to feel a squeezing sensation in his lower belly and he called out, “Stop! Potter!”

“Are you going to be obedient while you are here in this house and refrain from insults and threats?” Harry asked.

Snape was sweating as he felt the pressure on his bowels increasing. “YES!” he yelled out. Immediately the pressure withdrew and Snape let out a long ragged breath.

“Very well,” Harry said, “but remember that the consequences for breaking this promise will be much worse than you have just experienced.” Harry flicked his finger again and Snape came crashing down, head first, onto the sofa below him.

They sat sipping their beverages in amusement as Snape righted himself and tried to smooth down his robes. His face was still red with anger and humiliation and he would not look directly at anyone. He turned his head and his gaze fell on the woman in the corner of the room. She was clad in what seemed to be a black furry bra and knickers and she now had her hand down the front of those knickers, obviously masturbating.

“Who on Earth is that woman and why is she half naked?” Snape snapped, trying to get everyone’s attention off of his recent discomfort.

“That’s Hermione’s pet, Kitty,” Draco grinned.

Snape and Lucius both looked at Draco to see if he was joking.

“Isn’t she lovely?” Hermione asked, sharing a smile with Kitty.

Lucius looked with amusement at Hermione’s expression. “A human pet, my Lady? What a novel idea. Is it a spell or a potion?” he asked.

Hermione looked at him and said, “Neither. She volunteered to be a pet. It’s a Marlston tradition.”

“And a lovely tradition it is,” Lucius smiled knowingly at Hermione.

“Do you fancy her, Father?” Draco asked.

Lucius lifted his gaze from Hermione and looked at his son in consideration. “I’m a married man, Draco.”

Draco laughed incredulously. “Stop treating me like a fool, Father. You and Mother have kept separate bedrooms for as long as I could remember. Don’t think I haven’t heard the voices of other people behind your bedroom door, or Mother’s for that matter. It always bothered me that you didn’t think to put up silencing spells when your lovers came over.”

“I did not think you were lurking on the other side,” Lucius replied. “Forgive me for that error.” He looked at Draco’s impassive face and said, “Your mother and I care about each other very much, but we have an understanding with each other about enjoying the company of others at times.”

“I figured that much out,” Draco replied. “I’m not complaining, Father. In fact, Mother always seemed in very good spirits after ‘enjoying the company of others’ as you would say. What I want from now on is complete honesty.”

“I see,” said Lucius. “Am I to tell you every detail of my personal life?”

“No,” Draco answered. “But if I ask you if you fancied someone, don’t pretend that you don’t for the sake of appearing the good husband.”

“Very well,” Lucius conceded with a slight nod. “Yes, I find … Kitty… most appealing. I’ve always enjoyed submissive women.”

Kitty purred and they all turned their heads and watched as she pulled her fingers out of her knickers and stuck them in her mouth, sucking and licking them as she eyed Lucius.

“It seems that Kitty likes you, Mr. Malfoy,” Hermione said with a grin.

Bugger was now standing nearby with the cloth and dagger, waiting for instructions. Harry pulled their attention away from Kitty by saying, “Will you bleed for me?”

Lucius and Snape looked at Harry and Lucius was the first to reply. “Yes, my Lord. And I’ll gladly give you my oath as well.” Harry’s brow went up and a slight twitch of a grin could be seen on his face.

“That would be a good start, Malfoy,” Harry nodded. Then he motioned to Bugger who laid the cloth with Lucius’s name on it down on the coffee table. He took the wizard’s hand and sliced his palm, massaging some blood out of the wound. Then Bugger closed the wound with a spell.

Lucius got up and stood before Harry’s chair. Then he knelt on one knee and bent his head saying, “I swear on my life and the lives of my family that I will serve you loyally, my Lord, until I am no more.” Harry leaned forward in his chair and lifted his hand towards Lucius. Lucius bent and kissed his hand.

Snape watched the proceedings with dread. Surely Potter wouldn’t expect a kiss from him, would he?

Harry put that hand on Lucius’ head and said, “You have done well. Though my trust is not given, this is a good beginning. Do not let me down.”

“I won’t, my Lord,” Lucius replied.

Harry took his hand off Lucius’ head and sat back again. “Bugger, clean and heal Mr. Malfoy immediately.”

“Yes, Master,” Bugger said. He looked at Lucius, sweeping his green arms in the air; a breeze blew in and took every blemish of dirt or blood from Lucius’ skin, clothing and hair. Lucius felt his bruises and cuts tingle with heat as they were mended and soothed.

“Thank you, my Lord,” Lucius said, rising and sitting back on the sofa he had occupied before.

They now looked at Snape, who seemed extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

“Well, Snape?” Harry asked. “What have you decided? Lucius has been very cooperative. In fact, I feel inclined to reward those that are obedient.” Harry looked over at Kitty and said, “Kitty? Do you fancy Lucius?”

“Meow,” Kitty nodded.

“Are you sure, Kitty?” Hermione asked. “You only have to do what YOU want to do.”

“Meow,” Kitty nodded again.

“Go to Lucius, Kitty,” Harry ordered. Kitty crawled across the room, her lithe body moving with feline grace, her breasts dangling below her encased only in her skimpy furry top.

Everyone in the room was affected by her sexy slink and heated eyes staring at Lucius as she approached. Draco tugged gently on Hermione’s arm. “Let me sit there, love,” he said. “I want you to sit on my lap.”

Hermione let him sit in her chair and she sat right on his growing arousal, feeling the hardness against her ass. She was getting aroused as well and understood Draco’s need. She wiggled her bottom gently against him and he stroked her hips with his fingers as he held her firmly down.

Kitty now sat at Lucius’ feet, looking up at him with a lustful expression.

Lucius was definitely turned on by the little vixen, but he wasn’t sure what was expected of him. Did Potter want him to perform in front of them? Kitty slid her hands slowly up his legs and halted on his knees as she pulled herself up to a kneeling position between Lucius’ legs. She looked at him and licked her lips.

“Kiss her,” Draco groaned.

Lucius smirked at Snape as he leaned forward. He tilted his head slightly to the side and began kissing Kitty’s lips gently at first. Kitty’s hands flew up and grabbed Lucius’ head, pulling him in for more, plunging her tongue into him. Lucius’ attention was now fully on Kitty as he made a noise deep in his throat and began tonguing her back, stroke for stroke, tasting the cool cavern of her mouth.

His hands soon found their way to Kitty’s back, lightly stroking her while she purred into the kiss. ‘If they want a show,’ Lucius thought, ‘then they’ll have one.’ He found the clasp of Kitty’s bra top and snapped it open. Kitty put her arms down without breaking their kiss as Lucius slid the straps off her shoulders. Then his big hands covered her breasts, kneading them and rotating her erect nipples between his skilled fingers. Kitty moaned and purred in his mouth, leaning her chest forward into his grip and curving her lower back in, which made her ass stick out further.

Snape was sitting directly across from Lucius on his own sofa. He couldn’t see Kitty’s breasts from here but he could damn well see that luscious ass sticking up towards him. Snape’s cock jumped to attention and he shifted himself uncomfortably.

Harry was watching Snape’s reaction with amusement. Harry had a feeling that he would soon get what he wanted. Lucius had now moved his mouth down to Kitty’s breasts, biting and sucking them as he lifted them from underneath. Kitty had her arms around his head, her eyes were shut and she was moaning with pleasure. Harry decided to help Snape’s decision along further.

“Malfoy,” Harry said, causing Lucius’ lust filled gaze to lift from Kitty’s breasts and look at him. “Stop,” Harry said.

Lucius reluctantly released Kitty and sat back, his shallow breaths and swollen lips formed the words, “Yes, my Lord.” Kitty sighed with disappointment when Lucius’ hot hands and mouth left her body.

“Harry, what a mean thing to do to Kitty,” Hermione scolded.

“I’m sorry, Kitty,” Harry said. “I was just checking on the obedience of my newest servant. He passed my little test, so I’ll allow him a further reward. Take out your cock, Lucius.”

“Yes, my Lord,” Lucius smirked. He looked at Snape and saw a slight look of surprise that Lucius so easily complied with Potter’s demands. He didn’t care, though. Not if it meant having this lovely creature pleasure him. He slipped off his robe and unfastened his trousers, pulling them down from his hips and under his bottom. He pulled his large, erect cock out and lightly ran his fingers over it while his eyes devoured Kitty’s pretty face.

Draco had tried to sneak his hand discreetly under Hermione’s skirt to play with her clit as she rubbed her bottom over his cock, but at the angle they were sitting it was hard to hide. Snape glanced over at them with a frown. Hermione’s eyes were riveted on Lucius and Kitty, but Draco saw Snape watching his hand moving under Hermione’s skirt and he grinned at the disgruntled professor. When Snape noticed Draco’s expression, he looked back to Kitty and Lucius.

Kitty was licking her lips and looking at Lucius’ cock that he was stroking in front of her.

“Kitty, do you want to suck him off?” Harry asked.

Kitty nodded her head and moaned.

“Do you want that, Lucius?” Harry asked. “Do you want Kitty to suck your cock?”

“Yes,” Lucius rasped out. “I’d love Kitty to suck my cock.”

“Very well,” said Harry.

Kitty purred and bent over Lucius’ lap, taking his cock from his hand and wrapping her cool fingers around the hard shaft. She began lapping at the tip, licking up his pre-cum and making noises like it was the most delicious meal she had ever tasted. She swirled her tongue around the knob before she took him fully into her mouth, pulling and sucking and tasting. Lucius closed his eyes and sighed in delight as Kitty tongued him and nipped at him in all the right places.

Harry could see that Snape was now sweating as he watched Kitty’s head bobbing up and down on Lucius’ lap and her perfect ass sticking up for his viewing pleasure.

“Well,” Harry said to Snape, “have you decided to be obedient while you’re a guest in this house?”

Snape tore his eyes away from Kitty and looked at Harry dumbly. How could Potter ask questions at a time like this? “I’m not swearing an oath,” he said quickly, turning his eyes back to Kitty and Lucius.

“I don’t need an oath, only your blood,” Harry said. When Snape made no reply Harry looked at what Snape was staring at. Kitty’s ass was moving around as she sucked Lucius off. Harry could tell that Snape was aching to get his hands on Kitty’s ass.

Harry then said, “Wouldn’t you love to drive yourself into that hot, wet muff? All you have to do is give me your blood.”

Snape shut his eyes, trying to get his senses under control. But he couldn’t, damn it! He wanted to fuck her, fuck her senseless. He made an anguished sound and stuck his hand out towards Bugger. “Do it!” he snapped at the smirking half-goblin.

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A/N Guess you know what the next chapter will be about. (he he)

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