The Warden of Azkaban

Feemy fimey fomey fet, its time for another SNIPPET SET!


Featuring - wait for it...

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...THE CHASER GIRLS!!!!!!!!

And for added fun...Bellatrix and Alecto!

One year ago...

Katie Bell sighed as she collapsed onto the couch of her small appartment, kicking off her shoes as she tried to ignore the slight headache that had been brewing behind her eyes since the day had begun.

*Merlin, I was supposed to be a star on the Harpies or the Tornadoes by now,* she thought, her mind traveling back to the disastrous interview she'd had with the talent scout for the Harpies a year previous. *Damn misogynistic pig...I'm glad he went to Azkaban after Harry's purge. But poisoning the other clubs against me just because I wouldn't model for him?*

Her small fire place flared suddenly, and a familiar face appeared in the green flames. "Katie, its Angelina," the dark skinned girl called, "Can Alicia and I come through? We need to talk."

Katie was sorely tempted to say no - her friendship with Angie had been strained since the year Umbridge had had Harry kicked off the team. She'd stood up for him and the twins, while Angie had been in 'Oliver'-mode since the year had started.

Still, Alicia was coming as well, so she could try to be civil...at least for Alicia's sake.

"Sure, come on through," she replied, "I'll get some tea started."

She stood up, walking towards her small kitchenette as first Angelina, then Alicia tumbled through the floo. Alicia immediately walked forward, grabbing her brown haired friend in a hug, her short blond locks shaking as she sobbed into her shoulder. "Katie...its horrible! Horrible!"

The brown haired girl gaped at Angelina, who motioned for her to lead Alicia to the couch, while she conjured herself a chair.

"What's going on?" Katie asked, as she tried to calm the sobbing girl down.

"Alicia just came back from St. Mungo's," Angelina said, "She's pregnant...and she doesn't know how."

Katie frowned. "But," she stammered, staring down at her friend, "Alicia...you were testing for the Druidic Field Operations of the D.O.M!" She felt the girl tighten her hold on her, a fresh round of sobs escaping from the girl. "You swore an oath of chastity! I was your witness!"

"And the oath would have prevented her from having sex willingly," Angelina replied, "Which means bewitchment...probably even Imperious."

Katie frowned. "Did the healers check for any residule trace?" she asked.

Angie nodded. "The tests will take a few hours," she said, "We came to you because...well...Alicia needs friends rightnow, and of the three of us..."

"I'm the only one still on speaking terms with Harry," Katie said. Alicia had never been as close to their green eyed teammate as Katie and Angie, and Angie's little tirade against him after Umbridge's ban had soured him to the dark skinned girl.

Angelina nodded. "We need his help," she said, "He still has the Elder Wand...he could find out who did this to her faster than anyone."

"Harry hates leaving Azkaban for any reason," Katie replied, "The press always swamps him. The only way to contact him is to set up a meeting at the island itself. Even I've never been there."

Alicia looked up at her friend. "Please Katie," she whispered, "I've already been kicked out of the program, and the D.O.M. My family's calling me a scarlet woman! George is still in America setting up the 3.W. branch...he doesn't know yet."

Katie sighed. "I'll ask him," she said, "But...listen, Harry once told me the Elder Wand asks a price for any favor Harry grants. Both of him, and the person the favor is too." She looked over at Angelina. "Contact George. He'll need to know about this, before I can talk to Harry."

Angelina nodded. "I've got an international portkey ready to go," she said, "I'll have him back her tomorrow morning."

Katie nodded back. "Go then," she said, "I'll watch over Alicia, and get in touch with Harry."

oOoOoOo

Harry and George glared at the information revealed by the Elder Wand. The man who'd raped Alicia was just a low level functionary, who had been bewitched himself.

No, it was the further revealed information that angered them.

"One of Allecto Carrow's sleeper agents," Harry said, as Katie soothed the blond girl. "She's already serving life in Azkaban. This'll just add to the sentence."

Alicia nodded, wiping up her tears with a hanky. "Promise me she'll have a hard time of it, Harry?" she asked, looking up at him, as her husband held her hand. "I can't blame Peterson...he was just as much a victim as me."

Harry nodded. "Oh, she'll pay alright," he said, "As soon as I get back."

George handed his wife off to Katie, who nodded as he walked into the living room with Angelina and Harry.

The Weasly twin looked at Harry as the green eyed Warden poured himself a shot of Firewhiskey. "Harry, about the price that needs to be paid," he started.

"I won't force it on Alicia, George," he said, "Katie's already said she'll pay it. Hell, if it weren't for the wand's own desires itself, I'd just write it off. Alicia's a friend, afterall."

Angelina frowned. "I won't let her pay it alone," she said, "I have a debt to pay to you as well, Harry." She sighed, looking down at her feet. "I was a genuine bitch to you that year. I need to make up for that."

Harry frowned as well. "Angelina," he said, "This won't be like anything you'll expect. You don't have..."

"I do!" the dark skinned girl insisted. "Besides, I owe it to Katie as well. She stood up for you, and I was a bitch to her as well. I miss my friends...I want them back."

Harry nodded. "If you're sure," he said, "Katie's taking a job at Azkaban as my secretary. I know you've got healer training...Luna needs a nurse for the hospital wing."

Angelina nodded. "I was sick of working as a trainer for Puddlemere anyway," she said, "Oliver's just as much a headcase now as he was then...and by the goddess, I was just as bad."

Harry nodded. "Give your notice then," he said, "I'll see you in two weeks."

oOoOoOo

Katie moaned as Harry pumped in and out of her ass, while one of Hermione's charmed feathers sawed back and forth over her clit.

The brown haired girl was hanging by her wrists, her naked body glistening with sweat as Harry played with her body. "H-h-harry!" she cried, another orgasm ripping through her body.

"I just love this arse," the young man quipped, giving her a quick spank as he continued to shag said arse. He looked over to the side, where Luna was busy lapping at Angelina's folds, the dark skinned girl hanging by her ankles with her head touching the floor.

"She's so tasty, Harry," the blond girl said, "Like sweet snorkak milk with cherry-chocolate sauce." She reached forward to pinch the suspended girl's clit, drawing a sharp, pleased cry from her.

"I thought you'd like her," Harry said, "Still, we should start getting them trained on dealing with prisoners. Besides, I promised Alicia that Allecto would pay for her crime."

Luna sighed. "She and Bellatrix are still in Chamber 999 for their last riot attempt," she said, "They've been in for a week now...they'll need at least two days to cool down."

"I want them in Chamber 912 in half an hour," he said, "Katie gets Bella, and Angie gets Allecto."

Luna nodded. "Shall I call Padma and Hermione in too?"

He shook his head, grunting as he finally exploded inside Katie's taut ass, his warm seed triggering another orgasm in the exhausted girl. "Harry..." she moaned, slumping in her chains, even as the animated feather continued to play across her clit.

"No, just these two and myself," he said, flicking the Elder Wand at Angelina, allowing her chains to lower her to the ground, as he did the same for Katie.

Luna nodded, pulling her french-cut panties back up, having slid them down while playing with Angelina so she could frig herself. "Bella and Allecto will need at least a month to recover if you're serious about this," she said, "I'd best go get my Calming Draughts and Skin Ointments ready."

"Use the ones with the extra fire-ant jelly," Harry said, "I want Allecto to really regret this."

Luna nodded, before walking out of the office.

Harry stared at the two naked girls, before conjuring a pair of leather chokers - one white, the other black - and slipping them over the girl's throats. "Crawl behind me, girls," he said, flicking his wand and forcing them to their knees, using the wand's power to drag them behind him.

The girls shuddered at his commanding tone, even as they approached the door to chamber 912. He allowed them to stand, as he opened the door to the room.

Bellatrix lay limply on an old fashioned rack, stomach down. Her ass already glowed red from the animated cat-o-ninetails that continually crashed down on her. She was obviously under a silencing charm, as she continually screamed though no sound came out.

Harry looked at Katie. "Make her...uncomfortable," he ordered, "Be creative, and don't be afraid to ask for help." He reached between her legs, cupping her newly shaved pussy. "Do well and I'll let you feel something more substantial than feathers down here."

"Oh, you bastard," she moaned as he gave her clit a quick pinch, before slapping her ass and setting her to her task. She walked over to the low table set near Bella's head, the dark haired woman glaring at her as she examined the various tools of torment Harry had arranged. "Harry...how is it she looks so..."

"Healthy?" he asked, as he showed Angelina the selection of tools he'd chosen for Allecto, who was kneeling in a pool of ice water while bamboo switches continually assaulted her tits and back. "A series of nutrient potions, a de-aging solution, and lots of exercise. She's been given 1000 years...I intend for her to serve every second of it she can." He motioned to the clear crystal rod on the side of the cart. "Try the Frost Rod...Hermione says she really hates it."

Angelina gaped as Katie picked up the horrid device, and outright screamed as she saw her tease Bellatrix's ass with it.

"That is so wrong," she whispered.

"Focus on the task at hand, Angelina," he said, tweaking one of her nipples to get her attention, "Allecto is your task. She's always been the most stubborn of these two, and the most bigotted in regards to race and skin. Bella just cares about blood." He flicked the wand, vanishing the tub of ice water and leaving Allecto shivering in her restraints. "She's got the same sentence, and remember...its because of her that Alicia's dream is over. She only had two months left before her oath would have been fulfilled, and she'd have been a Druid." He picked up a red crystal rod, running it up Allecto's stomach.

The kneeling woman screached, as a trail of fire seemed to blossom across her skin. Angelina shuddered as he placed the rod in her hands. "You have one year of service to me and the prison, Angelina," he said, "I expect you to do as told. Now, use the Fire Rod on her, or you'll feel it in your ass as she fucks you with it."

Angelina gulped, but nodded, kneeling before the sobbing woman as she began poking at her thighs.

Harry nodded as the two girls tormented his most troublesome prisoners. "You'll get used to it girls," he said, "It just takes time."

Present day...

Alicia smiled as she and George watched Angelina ride Allecto around the prison court-yard like a pony, the silver haired woman yelping in time to the slaps to her bum from Angie's riding crop.

George could only watch in awe -and heavy ammounts of arousal- as Katie and Hermione teased Bellatrix with vibrating rods of yellow crystal. The dark haired woman screeched as the two girls pressed their rods against her pussy at the same time, the combinded effect of the Lightning Rods forcing her to an orgasm intense enough to knock her out.

"Oh, poo," Luna said, as she stood next to George, "Now I'll have to go fetch a pepper-up potion from storage. I had thought after all this time that Bella's endurance was higher than that."

Alicia looked up at her husband, as he gaped at Harry, who was busily shagging Daphne Greengrass' white ass. "Dear...you are so getting lucky tonight," she moaned, "Little Freddie will just have to spend the night at your parents."

George nodded. "Y'know, I'm thinking of expanding our adult toy line," he said, "Harry sure can inspire." He yelped as he felt his wife cup his groin. "Minx!"

"Think he'd let us borrow one of those yellow rods?" she asked, "I'll let you use those muggle hand-cuffs you bought the other day...the ones with the purple fur?"

George could only grin. *I really owe Harry a thank you for this,* he thought.


Not the best I've written, but I'm sure if someone takes up the challenge, they can do it well.