The Lady

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Chapter Four: Squashed Bug!


“It appears that Mrs. Hermione Jane Granger and Mr. Barty Crouch Jr. have been lovers for quite sometime now. In fact enough time for Mrs. Granger to have a young child by the name of Audrey Morgana Aloveya Crouch. Their wedding shall take place at the end of the month with HeadMistress McGonagall presiding over the wedding.

In other news last night Ms. Parvati Patil and Remus Lupin cemented their union in the joining of their souls. May the gods shine down on them.

Pictures of Hermione and Barty came in a separate little magazine. Hermione sat pop-eyed and slack jawed as the magazine fell at Barty’s feet. He picked it up in a mild fascination and went from calm to rage in less than six seconds flat. Pictures of him and Hermione making love, in the buff and of their daughter flip to the back Remus and Parvati in the throes of passion.

“THIS SHIT’S GONE TOO FUCKING FAR! LOOK AT ME HERMIONE! THAT BITCH WILL PAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY!” he was so lost in his rage filled rant he missed what she said.

“Barty!... he spun on his heels facing her…. the mark it’s gone!”
“What mark?”
“The Dark Mark!”

He looked at his own arm in disbelief wondering when the hell did that happen.

“If you’re true love be pure there’s nothing that her blood won’t cure.”

Working on automatic grabbed her by the wrist and ran upstairs missing the first three finally coming to a stop when he reached their room. He yanked back the covers only to let a disappointed moan. The bloody bed sheets they bothered not to change until after they had showered and ate had dried. Without thinking he grabbed her hand and pop they were in his mother’s old room were he rummaged through several jewelry boxes until he found a time turner!

“Barty what are you doing?”
“Your blood did this Hermione… your blood! The pure blood of two of the wizarding world most powerful families did it! I have to go back and collect you virgin blood!”

He walked over to a cabinet grabbed three vials turned the time turner and was off before Hermione could blink.

Slipping in he poured the sleeping draught into his tea and waited for himself to come and drink it. As he drank Barty eased out of the closet he had hidden in and caught himself as he fell a quick shove in the closet. Pouring himself a fresh cup of tea he poured one for her as well and put in the blood letting and replenishing potions. He watched her as she drank. She was flushed with pink from head to toe a good sign that the potions were working.

She watched Barty transform her pink and white stuffed unicorn into a crib for Morgana.
Undressing were she was she put on a black lace nightie her mum had gotten her as part of her new wardrobe. She turned and watched Barty strip down to his bare skin, she suddenly felt hot and uncomfortable as her breast hardened again this time it wasn’t for Morgana. Sliding between the sheets a husky voice slipped between her lips and called to Barty.

“Yes my love?” he turned and gave her quite an eye full.

She tried not to stare he was long and so wide. “Think Mione’ Think”

“The Ministry already thinks you’re my husband right?”

“Yes! I believe they do!”

“Then….
“I have so husbandly duties to attend to”


Her scent enveloped him, tickling and teasing him. Barty may not have been a werewolf like Remus but he had a damn good nose! Her eyes called for him her body longed for them and it was supply and demand. “She’s in demand so I must supply.”

He looked at his sleeping daughter, how precious she had become to him in such a short time. He murmured a rocking charm followed by a modified silencing spell. Sliding under the covers he stroked the inner flesh of her arm. Hermione shut her eyes tight every sensation new and different. She hadn’t noticed him getting closer. “If you liked that you’ll love what’s next!” she was hooked his low strained husky voice had captured her.

Hermione let out a loud wail of frustration near Barty’s ear he was teasing her and she wasn’t in the mood. She was making good attempt at getting out of the bed when Barty grabbed her hips and she felt a long slow lick over her clit. She moaned and cried again as Barty popped up from between her legs. “Lie down and let me work! I promise to stop if you act out again!” the last was clear threat to leave her wanting. He pushed a finger inside of her circling around her clit. She bucked softly wanting a bit more of him whimpering he heard her need and ignored it. His second finger slid in as he took cat laps at her, savoring her sweet musk, he pushed back the urge to slam into her with abandon, no he wouldn’t do that their first few times together. Her eyes snapped wide open as he added his third finger twirling, curling and twisting them in and out of her it felt like pure heaven for her until she saw the rest of Barty’s body grinding down onto the mattress.

“Barty…. her voice nearly as husky with desire and lust as his own…. I need you!”
The ache had been unbearable for them both.

Hermione’s eyes flew open tears falling. Barty’s heart thundered against her chest as her kissed away her tears and pulled out of her. “I’m so sorry….so sorry love….so sorry my Hermione!” He slid his had between the two of them thinking of the pleasuring vial spell his mother taught him and began to collect her blood all the while she experienced nothing but pleasure. He whispered the stopping spell and entered her once again.

She couldn’t hear him any more the pain fled away pleasure in its place a coil somewhere in her belly had tightened and her whole body tensed. She locked her legs around his waist and gave him a little nudge of encouragement. Slowly he began to move as they locked eyes.

Her walls clamped down around his thick hard shaft. The coil in her belly splinter a bit as she screamed out his name orbs of light flashing behind her eyes. Her juices flowed over his cock squishing out of her coating his sweat glistened balls. Unintelligible sounds came from them both as he came hard balls smacking against her ass. Collapsing together rolling them over on their sides his seed pouring continuously into her waiting womb.

He waited until she was asleep before he slipped out of the bed trying to be as quiet as he could with twenty-four bottles of Hermione’s blood and went downstairs and opened the closet. His other self was still as sleep even as he looked himself over. He had got a hard on dreaming and he stood there staring at himself. “Well this is a first. So this is what all the girls see!”

He slipped off the sleeping Barty’s pajama bottoms and stared at his enormous length.
“This is too weird like this wanking myself off while looking at me! Not like you haven’t did it before Barty!”

He grabbed his cock with an odd but familiar feeling as he stroked himself and then the weirdest thought came to his mind as he licked his sleeping form. He moaned but didn’t wake the sleeping draught was powerful enough to keep him there until morning. He flicked his tongue over his cock again and then took it into his mouth and sucked. The idea that he was sucking himself off was oddly amazing until he felt himself about to come he pulled away quickly as he spurted all over himself.

Barty poured half a vial of blood on his now flaccid member and rubbed it in with his cum watching the mark disappear on his arm. Whispering levitating charm he placed himself in bed next to Hermione after removing his pajama top. Bid them farewell before he reappeared in front of his Hermione.

“Looks like you got it! Twenty- four bottles of it.”
“Twenty-three and a half to be exact.”

“What exactly shall it do?”
“Make all your spells more powerful than ever now call a sitter pump some breast milk and lets go to the lab.”

Without looking back he went to the lab still amazed at how Hermione’s room had a downstairs to it. Placing the vials on the table he waited for her arrival. She came sometime later in a singing mood.

“Remus is home! He’s watching the baby!”

“What a about Parvati she here?”

“Nope she shot at Remus and Tonks with an unforgivable!”

“AZKABAN”

“Nope! She has been sent away because she’s preggers and they wrote it off as mood swings”

“Well don’t sound so fucking happy!”

“She caught him giving Tonks a proper good-bye!”

“Well I never! Not out in the open! Tell me about your projects!”

They had a right hardy laugh at Remus getting caught running away from a very pissed Parvati with his manly bits saluting every woman he ran by while trying not to trip on his pants.

Barty spotted a small odd colored beetle out of the corner of his eye.
He rolled of the morning’s copy of The Prophet that he had carried all day and approached the ever busy beetle, squatting down to the level of counter top.

“Not this Ms. Skeeter! You messed with my family and friends and you know a man has to protect his family. Being that is what it is you remember the type of man I was and well…”

WHACK!!!!!!

“Barty you talk too much!” and she threw the paper back at him.

The End Of Rita Skeeter!!!


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