Harem of the Ancient House of Potter

Harem of the Ancient House of Potter

The Second

by SSJ04 Mewtwo

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Author's Pre-fiction Ramblings

For those of you who wondered about the spells that Harry was throwing around after his meeting with Gringotts, and wondered why he didn't hear from the Ministry. It's simple, when he was emancipated, the spell the Ministry used to tell if he had cast any spells failed, and no longer sends it's signals out. ) (A Few Days Later)
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The house was extremely quiet, with Molly still being bound and gagged face down on the bed, her back and arse still red from the night before, she lay there, awaiting the next round of 'punishment' from her Husband and Head of House, and, Ginny confined to her room without a wand, and Fleur staying with Bill, the only other person who was in residence at the Burrow was Ron, and he was off visiting Luna. Harry and Hermione were relaxing, the remains of the lunch that Dobby had prepared for them in the basket, and the two of them moved onto the real reason they came to this spot. Hermione realized she was being needlessly sentimental, but she would always have a warm feeling for this area in the woods outside the Burrow. After all, it was here that she had willingly given Harry her body just a few days before.
She was straddling his lap, his cock pressing deliciously against her, as the skirt she was wearing allowed her to let her knicker clad pussy slide up and down his length. She moaned as he moved underneath her, his hands roaming all over her back and through her hair as the two of them drove each other into a frenzy. They were on the verge of ending the snogging and moving on to the main event, when the sound of an owl landing on the grass beside them distracted the two of them.

"What the hell?" Harry says as he took a closer look at the owl. "That's not a Hogwarts or Gringotts owl, and who else would send me a letter?" The owl didn't deign to answer, and held out it's leg to be relieved of the letter it carried. Hermione was able to move easier, and she took the owl's burden, and it flew off without any further notice. Turning the envelope over, she saw the Black Family Crest on it.

"For you, Lord Black," she says teasing him yet again. He snatches the envelope out of her hand and presses the ring against the wax seal. The letter opens and Harry takes it out to read it.

My Lord Black,

I realize you were not expecting to hear from me, and, even if you had expected it, I know that you don't have any particular reason to even read this message due to the fact that my son and husband have done their best, if not always successfully, to make life difficult for you, but I need to speak to you urgently. I swear on my magic, as a Daughter of the House of Black that I mean you no harm, and will not disclose our meeting to anyone before hand. While I have tried to save my son from the fate that the dark lord has given him, in my haste I didn't realize what that evil thing would try to do to me for attempting to interfere. My Lord, I am desperate, and will do whatever you command, pay any price I can pay for your assistance, Please, Milord, meet me at The Leaky Cauldron tonight.
Narcissa

"Read it and see what you think." Harry says handing the note over to Hermione.

"She wrote this letter. You can't fake the magic of a family crest sealed letter." Hermione states. "It still could be a trap."

"Sending a letter through Narcissa doesn't seem to be his style. I don't give a damn about Draco's mom, but if she speaks the truth and she's in trouble for trying to save that brat of a son of hers...,we go."

"We?"

"You'll be under the cloak. You'll be my eyes in the back of my head." he says smiling.

"And just how do we get there without the Order or anyone else finding out we've gone?"

"Ah, that's where my demon blood comes in to play. Phasing is better than apparition or port keying or flooing ."

"Oh, and just how did you discover this ability?" she asks.

"Well, I was thinking about all the hazardous ways that wizards traveled and wanted a way to get somewhere that didn't try to kill you when you used it and I was able to do this...," he says and the two vanish only to appear a few feet from the blanket and he returns them to their nest. "Feel anything?"

"No, and that's about as silent as a house elf." she states.

"Yep, so what do you say?"
"Without Ron?"

"He'll understand. Besides, he's so busy sending owls back and forth with Luna that he won't notice us gone." Harry replies smirking.

"Alright, but if we get into trouble...,"

"We'll just phase out of there and they'll never catch us." he says smirking.

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Narcissa had to stop herself from biting her lip in worry as she watched the front door of the Leaky Cauldron from her seat in the back of the room. She had deliberately taken a seat in the corner, to prevent anyone from sneaking up on her, that still gave her a clear view of the doorway. She began to wonder if that was a mistake, because she felt like everybody who came in knew who she was, and why she had taken the seat. She knew that she was being stupid, but she wouldn't feel secure until the new Lord Black arrived. She didn't understand it, but somehow she felt, almost instinctively that he could make everything all right again.

That instinct didn't, however, override her natural caution. She knew that she was taking a tremendous risk by even contacting him, but she had no one else to turn to. Snape couldn't help her even if he wanted to, and with Lucius being in Azkaban, and her on the Dark Lord's enemies list, being a Malfoy didn't help her at all. She looked away for a second to see if anyone was watching her, but couldn't be certain. She was glad that the hooded cloak she wore hid most the majority of her facial features, as well as her distinctive platinum blonde hair from anyone's prying eyes. A shadow fell across her table and she cursed her inattention. She relaxed slightly when she saw the Black Family Ring on the figures hand.

"Narcissa Malfoy?"

"You came, I'm surprised."

"Tom wouldn't send a letter by you to trap me. That has never been his style." Harry said, sitting down. Narcissa's complete attention was focused on her Head of House, and she didn't even notice the slight shift in the seat across from her, as Hermione, under the invisibility cloak sat down right next to him.

'She's worried, and frightened...,it looks like she might actually be in trouble.' Harry sent to Hermione over their link.

'Try to get her talking, I'll put some privacy wards up.' she responded just as silently.

"Very well, Narcissa, why have you begged an audience with your Head of House?" Harry asked. He honestly hated having to play the pureblood role, but he was grateful for the information that Hermione had picked up over the years because he knew it was the only thing Narcissa would respond to.
"I don't think...,"

"Privacy wards are up, you may speak freely." Harry states.

"How?"

"I have my ways, now, Why am I here?"

"After you thwarted my husband in the Department of Mysteries, the Dark Lord...,"

"Call him Tom. He deserves no such title."

"Tom?"

"His real name is Tom Riddle." Harry explains.

"Tom wanted to punish my husband and he was going to use Draco to do just that."

"Go on,"

"He gave my son an assignment, to kill someone at Hogwarts that no has been able to kill."

"Well, that cuts the list down to myself and Dumbledore."

"It's Dumbledore. Knowing my son couldn't kill, I decided to enlist Snape's help. I got him to make an unbreakable vow with me, but,"

"But?"

"But after we left Snape's...,"

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As the Black sisters made their way back to the apparition point, a pop sounds letting the two witches know that they weren't alone. Bellatrix turns to see Voldemort standing there smiling.

"Were you able to do what we discussed?" Voldemort asks.

"Yes, m'lord, my sister did exactly what you said she would do." Bellatrix says smiling.

"Excellent." Voldemort hisses.

"What is this all about?" Narcissa asks.

"Oh, just more revenge against your dumb fuck of a husband." Bellatrix cackles.

"What are you saying?"

"You played your role as I knew you would. Now, Snape will demonstrate his loyalty to me." he says with a vicious smirk.

"So, is this where you kill me then?" Narcissa asks standing her ground. She would not die on her knees.

"No, you are to be meat for the werewolves." Voldemort states.

"Meat?"

"You'll be their bitch." Bellatrix says smiling. "Remember this, I'm his concubine first, and your sister last." she finishes, hissing at Narcissa.

""Oh, you'll have your freedom, for now, because Greyback has told me that fear and uncertainty adds a delicious tang to the flesh, and it makes him enjoy the hunt just that much more. So, you can try to escape, but no one will help you get away from your fate. I do hope you demonstrate you were worthy of my ancestors House and don't make the chase too easy for Fenrir and his pack. They probably haven't had female flesh in years." Voldemort finished with a laugh as the two of them apparated away.

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"And that's why I sent that letter, you were the only one I could think of that could help me." Narcissa finishes and Harry took a deep breath trying to calm himself down.

"Does Tom use his female Death Eaters just for sport for the male ones?" he asks.

"No, just the wives and daughters of Death Eater men. We're nothing but sources of punishment for failure."

"Is this how it was in the first war?"

"It was worse the first time around. Muggle born witches were added to that list of rape victims and probably will again." she states and Harry's anger flares up again. Hermione's calming presence in his mind relaxes him.

"Come with me." he says and takes Narcissa's hand and he, along with the invisible Hermione, disappear from the Leaky Cauldron.

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"Where am I...,Black Manor," she says in awe.

"Yes, but you might not be able to remember the location. It's under a fidelius charm. The order has been using it for their headquarters. I'll make sure they know you're here under my protection. Kreacher!" he calls out and the house elf appears. "Get one of the rooms ready for Narcissa, she'll be staying here and I want it cleaned, you understand me?"

"Mistress Black will be staying here?" the old elf asked hopefully.

"Yes. Now, go about your duties." Harry barked. He still hadn't forgiven the elf for the role he played in Sirius' death. He wondered if he should be angry at the woman beside him as well, because she was the one who passed on Kreacher's information. He decided that he could forgive her for that, and besides, she had appealed to him as her Head of House, and that magic prevented him from doing her serious harm.

"He'll listen to you with that ring now. Bellatrix can't give him a different order than what you've given him." Narcissa states.

Your room is ready, mistress." Kreacher announced. The two, plus Hermione, still under the cloak, followed him up the stairs. Narcissa smiled, seeing that it was her old room from when she was a girl.

"Good, now, back to Hogwarts with you." Harry orders and the elf vanishes.

"Hogwarts?" she asks taking off her cloak.

"Figure he can't get into too much trouble, especially if I have Dobby babysitting him." Harry says. He sees that for a woman in her thirties or forties looked quite attractive.

'Easy Harry, I know you want to shag her, hell, so do I, but she did help spawn Draco Malfoy.' Hermione warned.

'Yes, but what would the ferret do if he found out his mother was with me?'

'always wanting to get one over on him don't you?' she teases.

Narcissa has sat quietly while Harry had his mental conversation. She wasn't sure what was going on, but was willing to wait on his pleasure. As she waited, the reality of her situation finally hit her, that she was actually safe from Tom and the werewolves, and the emotion she had been suppressing for the past day and a half finally broke through. "This is all that bastard Lucius's fault!" Narcissa ranted, . "He just had to join Tom just so he could see pure bloods get supremacy! If I could only divorce that bastard." she bemoans.
"I take it that your marriage to Lucius was contractual?" Harry asks.

"Yes." Narcissa answers sitting on the edge of the bed. She doesn't notice Hermione take off the cloak and fold it into her pocket.

"Then, being the new Lord Black, I'll try to dissolve the contract and return you to Narcissa Black." Harry states.

"You'd do that?" she asks looking into his eyes.

"It's obvious that you're in a loveless marriage. I don't like to see women suffer." he says his voice dropping in tone. Hermione smirks knowing that he was going to go for it.

"Thank you, but how will you be able to do that?"

"Ragnok is going through all the contracts that the Black family has made over the past fifty years. I wish to cut ties with all of the dark alliances this family has made and bring it into the light." he states.

"Ragnok sees you? He sees no human." she says shocked.

"The goblins seem to appreciate the way I treat them." Harry states. He sits beside her and continues. "There will have to be a change, though."

"What?"

"Leave your attitude towards half bloods, muggle born wizards and witches, and half breads out the door. I shall not tolerate such intolerance anymore in this family." he states.

"I think, I'll try...,to manage...,that." she says knowing the he meant business.

"Let's see if I can give you something to motivate you with." he says and to her shock and surprise, she found his lips pressing against her in a heated kiss. She knew that he might expect this of her, she didn't resist, and, not having had any sort of contact like this in years, her body woke up and the blond witch whimpered in pleasure. Harry pulls back a little, pressing his forehead against hers.

"I think I've proven that a half blood can kiss better than any pure blood." Harry states smirked.
"My Lord Black...Harry, if you can shag as well as you kiss, then I shall be quite motivated." she replied with a saucy grin. She looked past Harry and saw Hermione standing there, watching. "Oh, you look like a tasty one! Miss Granger I presume?" Hermione nodded, and Harry smirked as he got an idea.

Standing up and moving away from the bed, he said, "I'm going to shag you stupid before the night is out, don't worry about that, but first, I think you need to thank Hermione, it was her who convinced me to come see you.") "My Lord Black...Harry, if you can shag as well as you kiss, then I shall be quite motivated." she replied with a saucy grin. She looked past Harry and saw Hermione standing there, watching. ?Oh, you look like a tasty one! Miss Granger I presume?? Hermione nodded, and Harry smirked as he got an idea. Standing up and moving away from the bed, he said, ?I'm going to shag you stupid before the night is out, don't worry about that, but first, I think you need to thank Hermione, it was her who convinced me to come see you.?)
Narcissa grinned happily. "Oh good, you are adventurous, that's going to make it so much more enjoyable!" Not sure exactly where his ideas were coming from, Harry just went with it, and ordered Narcissa to remove her clothing, and then remove all of Hermione's clothing as well. He felt the arousal coming from Hermione, and knew that she was looking forward to having sex with the older blonde, having confessed her bi-sexual fantasies to Harry in pillow talk.
Harry smiled as he sat back on the couch in the room, watching as Narcissa removed her outer clothing, and stood there, posing in her bra and knickers, before quickly unhooking the bra and sliding it off her shoulders. Harry had to admire the size and firmness of her breasts, they were easily two cup sizes larger than Hermione's B-cups. Her nipples stood tall and firm, and she looked at the rapidly growing bulge in his pants before turning back to Hermione and sliding off her knickers. Harry was surprised to see that the blonde had shaved herself completely down there.
Narcissa felt his gaze on her, and it made her even more excited than she thought she could be. She had actually hoped that part of the price her Lord Black extracted was her body, because she had been without a man for over 16 years, since Draco had been conceived, and the spells confirmed it was a male. She had managed a few discrete encounters with Anastasia Greengrass and Imelda Parkinson, but they were few and far between, and, even though they were satisfactory, she found herself craving a good hard cock plundering her throat, as well as her pussy and arse! And she hoped that her new Lord had the stamina to provide that to her.
Turning back to the younger girl in the room, Narcissa knelt in front of her, and removed her trainers and socks, before running her hands up the girls legs until they were under her skirt, and she grinned as she realized the girl didn't have any knickers on! Removing her hands, they quickly went to the button on the side of the skirt, and pulled the zipper down, allowing the skirt to puddle at the girls feet. Narcissa inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of Hermione's arousal, before leaning in, and planting a light kiss right at the top of her curly garden. Standing, she looked in Hermione's eyes, and saw them glazed with lust, her mouth slightly opened as she panted in arousal. Not wanting to wait much longer, she quickly unbuttoned the girls blouse and slid it off her body, and the bra followed a few seconds later.
Harry watched in fascination as Hermione seemed to come alive when Narcissa removed the last of her clothing. His Alpha moved forward and grabbed the blonde's head, and pulled her into a fierce kiss, forcing Narcissa to accept her tongue in the older woman's mouth. Narcissa moaned, and Harry saw her knees buckling, and he realized just how submissive his new conquest is. Hermione seemed to get the same idea, because, with a wink at Harry, she said, "Narcissa, I require a bath after today's exertions, and you could use a wash as well. Go and prepare a bath for me, and I will join you momentarily."
Narcissa turned without a thought and moved to the en-suite. She moved on instinct, her body following her Mistresses command, and her mind not even aware of what her body was doing, it had basically turned itself off when her Mistress kissed her, and commanded her. If she had still been aware of herself, she would have wondered how Hermione had realized just how submissive some of her fantasies were, and she hoped that her Master was just as capable as her Mistress was.?)
Hermione watched the other woman move into the bathroom and close the door before looking over at Harry and bursting into laughter. ?I don't know what came over me, but it's obvious you liked it almost as much as Narcissa did!?
Harry looked up at her from his seat, smiling calmly. "Yes, I did enjoy seeing you take command of Narcissa, it's obvious you are going to be an excellent Alpha. However, I wanted to remind you that you may be the Alpha of my women, you still belong to me!" Spreading his legs, he said, "Kneel before me."

Hermione didn't hesitate, moving forward and kneeling submissively before her Master and pulling open his pants before taking his manhood out. She dropped her face into his lap and started licking his shaft before opening her mouth wide and taking him inside her. She bobbed on his shaft for a few moments before she felt Master's hands on her head, holding her still. She closed her eyes in pleasure as he pumped into her mouth, reveling in the submissive feeling. Harry didn't act as Master very often, he was usually the most considerate of lovers, but somehow he sensed when she really needed to be dominated, and was exceptional at meeting her needs.
Harry was extremely turned on by the display she had put on with Narcissa, as well as still being excited from their interrupted fun time this afternoon, and knew that he wouldn't last all that long, so he took his hands off of Hermione's head and pulled back out of her mouth. Hermione knew what to expect, and leaned back, so her thighs were resting on her heels, and raised her head high, closing her eyes but leaving her mouth open. Harry stroked himself a few more times, and erupted, some landed in her eager mouth, but more of it splashed across her face before he pushed down and the remaining blasts coated her breasts. Hermione opened her eyes and opened her mouth wide, so he could see his seed on her tongue before she swallowed and grinned wickedly at him. She looked down, and pretending shock, she said, "Oh my, look at what a mess you've made of me, Harry. I suppose I'll just have to go in and have Narcissa clean it off before getting in the bath."
The mental image had Harry instantly at full mast again, and he stripped out of his remaining clothing and followed her into the bathroom. He heard her giggle with delight as she walked away from him, and he knew she deliberately put a little more wriggle in her arse just to tease him, because she hadn't yet taken him there, and knew that he wanted to. Hermione found Narcissa kneeling beside the tub full of hot soapy water, and smiled, seeing that she was still deeply into her submissive side. Clearing her throat, she watched the blonde's head shoot up, and she said, "Nicely done, woman, but before you bathe me, your Master has made quite a mess on my face and chest, and I want you to clean me up, using your tongue!"
Narcissa was on her feet in an instant, using her tongue to clean up Harry's spunk from her cheeks and the bridge of her nose, before moving and licking it off her chin and lips. Hermione purred in pleasure as the blonde moved down, and ran her tongue along her throat, before starting on her breasts. Narcissa spent several minutes making sure that her breasts were absolutely spotless, before kneeling down with her face at Hermione's pussy and looking up expectantly, as if she were just waiting for the command.
Mistress was smiling down at her, shaking her head. "Not yet, you can pleasure me in a little while, but now I wish for you to bathe me." Narcissa rose to her feet and, holding out her hand, she helped her Mistress into the tub, and felt a surge of pleasure shoot through her when her Mistress sank into the water and smiled at her, "Well done, pet, very well done!" Narcissa climbed into the tub as well, and gathering her wash cloth, proceeded to soap it thoroughly before moving forward to bathe her Mistress.
Harry was extremely glad he's had Hermione suck him off earlier, because he would have had a hard time not jumping in the tub and ravishing them both if she hadn't taken the edge off. As it was, he had to admit that the scene of the two women in the tub was one of the most erotic things he'd ever imagined. Hermione had slid down in the tub until she was floating, only her head above water, and he could see her nipples peaking through the suds on top. Narcissa was all concentration as she ran her cloth over the parts she could reach, before tapping Hermione on the shoulder and gesturing for her to stand and face away from her. Harry moaned in his own excitement as Narcissa soaped up the cloth again and proceeded to scrub in and around Hermione's arse. He knew he was going to take one of them there before the night was out, and wasn't sure which one.
When Hermione was satisfied that she was clean enough, she started to get out of the tub, but was stopped when Harry spoke. "Now Hermione, you shouldn't be such a selfish hostess. Narcissa did such a fine job of cleaning you, I think you should return the favor. Every bit of it!" She blinked, and realized that he was right, she was being selfish, and didn't want Narcissa to resent her for it. Especially since they would have to live together and share Harry for a very long time.)
Narcissa stood in the water, looking around in confusion for a second, before Harry's words sunk in, and she started becoming aware of her surroundings again. She looked over at Harry and saw him smiling at her, and then she looked down and gasped as she saw Hermione kneeling submissively in front of her. 'So, she's a bit of a switch, is she? Or does she just submit to Harry?' She leaned back against the wall, and enjoyed the feeling of the soapy water washing away the stress of the last day, and moaned in appreciation when she felt Hermione's tongue licking along her slit, causing the lips to swell even further than they already were in arousal. She glanced over at Harry and saw him stroking himself, and her eyes widened at the size of his equipment. 'He sure puts Lucius to shame!' she thought before Hermione's tongue found her clit at the same time that a soapy finger worked it's way into her arse, making further thought impossible for several minutes as she fell into back to back orgasms. 888

Harry waited somewhat patiently while the two of them dried themselves in the bathroom, while he waited on the bed. He had been on edge ever since he watched Hermione lick her first pussy and enjoy it, as did Narcissa if the glazed look on her face was any indication. He fully intended to see the two of them in a full blown 69 session in the very near future, but right now, his cock was screaming for attention, and he was looking forward to making sure it got some!
A few minutes later, the two of them finally came out of the bathroom, and Harry stood from the couch. "Hermione I want you leaning up against the pillows with your legs spread. Narcissa, you are between her legs returning the favor to Hermione." The two hurried to position themselves as he directed, and Harry slid a pillow under Narcissa's hips, raising her up for a better angle. Climbing onto the bed behind the blonde, he leaned forward and rubbed his cock over her soaking wet lips. "Ready to see what this half-bloods cock can do to you Narcissa?"
She was too busy using her mouth on Hermione to make a coherent sound but she nodded her head eagerly. Harry grabbed onto her hips and slid forward, the head sliding into her. He paused to allow her to adjust to his size, because it was clear she hadn't had anything inside her for quite a while. He started pumping roughly as he leaned forward and bit her on the neck. He couldn't help himself and he ground out, "How does it feel to have this half-bloods cock in you, while you are eating a mudblood's pussy? And knowing that when I get done fucking your pussy, I'm going to bury myself balls deep inside that tight pureblood arse of yours!"
Hermione's eyes shot open as Narcissa redoubled her efforts with her tongue. "Ooh! She liked that idea, Harry. Her tongue went berserk when you said you were going to bugger her. Oh, Oh shite! That's the spot, that's it, right bloody there!" Anything further she had to say only came out as gurgles and moans of pleasure as Narcissa's more experienced tongue sent her off to her happy place.
Narcissa was not far behind her, as the steady pounding she was receiving after so many years without, and the way that he seemed to know just what she needed to hear to get more aroused had her on the verge of climaxing several times before he slowed down again. She hoped that she could stay conscious after she came, because she really wanted to feel him buggering her before the night was over.
As Narcissa finally came, Harry let lose with a roar inside of her, and released his demon at the same time. His demon went even deeper into the blonde than it did with Hermione, going almost three quarters of the way into her. He knew he was about shagged out for the time being, but knew he had enough for one more thing, and, sliding out of Narcissa's clenching pussy, he wet his fingers in her juices and worked them, one at a time into her arse. She started moaning again as soon as the first finger penetrated her, and by the time he stretched her enough to take the second, third and fourth fingers, she was reaching behind her and holding herself open for him, begging him to plunder her arse!
He removed his fingers and slid his cock into her pussy again, to coat it with her juices, and placed the head at her most private opening. Pushing forward, his eyes almost crossed at the heat and pressure surrounding him. He looked up and saw Hermione staring at him. "Wow!" she whispered, "Is that what it feels like? She's broadcasting right to me, and she is loving the feeling of your cock in her arse. Can you feel her?"
"Not right now, I've got my shields up so I don't lose control, I want to make this last." He said, with a bit of strain in his voice. Hermione nodded and leaned back, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the same sensations that Narcissa was experiencing. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying something she would have never even considered doing just a few days before. But, now, she knew that there was nothing she wouldn't do for Harry, if he wanted her to. Hermione moaned in chorus with Narcissa as Harry built up speed and reached around, rubbing the blonde's pussy. After a few minutes of that treatment, both women came, and Harry shot his last load of the evening deep into her arse.
When Narcissa finally became aware again, she was shocked to find that she wasn't alone in her head anymore. Harry and Hermione quickly brought her up to date on her new reality, and she readily accepted it, considering the alternative was being gang raped and her flesh torn from her bones while she was still alive!
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The goblin king had an almost feral grin on his face as he looked across his desk at the wizard who was quickly becoming his favorite customer. Not only for the wealth he controlled, but the fact that almost every time Lord Potter did something, it made several other wizards uncomfortable and unhappy, and that was always a good thing in Ragnok's ledger!
"According to the contract, Lucius violated it when he didn't provide for a daughter to carry on the Black family name. The head of the family slipped that in hoping to screw over the Malfoy head and apparently his plan worked." Ragnok smirks.

"So, can the contract be voided?" Harry asked with Hermione sitting on his right and Narcissa sitting on his left.

"Yes, plus, there is a stipulation that allows for the Black family to swallow half of the Malfoy fortune if Lucius didn't provide for a daughter. Shall I get on that?"

"Yes." Harry states. "Create an account for Narcissa and dump it there."

"There will be a ten percent fee for this action."

"Make it fifteen if there's is a problem during the transfer." Harry states.

"For that offer, we shall make sure there isn't a problem." Ragnok states.

"Cissa, start going through the Black library, I want to find out if there's anything on how that bastard survived being killed. Hermione and I have to return to the Burrow to make sure no one has notice our absent." he says and Narcissa nods in understanding. However, she had her own plan to carry out and it would involve getting revenge on her sister.