The Lord The Lady and The Land

Chapter 9 Mistress

Harry leaned over to kiss Hermione when again that night; there was a knock at the door. A smile grew on Harry's face,
“ The packages are here.”

There were boxes, packages and bags.
Hermione’s mouth dropped seeing so many,
“ What did you do, buy out the store?”

Harry laughed as he looked at the many boxes, the delivery men set down,
“Well not all of them are for you, I need some clothes too.” He turned to the delivery people and said “ Put my things in the wardrobe. It's the darker one in the bedroom.”

“ I want you to see what I got you, to make sure it's to your taste.” Harry suggested.

Hermione opened one box and found several pairs of stockings, another box held a blue dress. Also, a package that contained several chemises.

Harry tipped the store delivery men well and then said ,
“You were never here Charles, .....Robert.” the men looked at the money.
“ No sir not here, we were at the pub.” Charles winked and left following the other man.

“ Do you always have to do that. Tell them not to say any thing to any one.”
Hermione asked.

“News papers are always looking for gossip. If you pay better and know the service people, they are less likely to sell you to the news paper. Besides, if I find they have talked. I can have them fired, so it's in their best interest to keep quiet. I've known those two for a while, and I always asked for them for deliveries.”

Hermione opened a bag and pulled out a cream silk night gown,
“ Oh Harry.. It’s beautiful.” she said holding it against her body.

“Try it on.” Harry suggested.

Hermione went into the bathroom and put on the nightgown. Her hands were dry and felt rough against the silk fabric. She put some cream on her hands and legs and came out to show Harry.

He looked up and smiled walking towards her,
“ You look lovely in it.”

He kissed her sweetly but Hermione could see the lust in his eyes,
“Try on something else.” and he sat down on the bed.

Hermione tried on the dresses, the stockings, the skirts, the blouses and the chemises Harry got for her.

Harry was drinking some wine when Hermione came out with one of the chemises.

He walked up to her and kissed her, he put his arm around her waist saying,
“ This is one of three chemises that I said, I will rip off of you. Why don't you put some thing else on.”

“ What if I want to keep it on?”She asked.
“ You have so many other prettier things Hermione why do you want to wear that?” He posed.

“ Maybe I want to wear this. You can't rip this off me if you can't catch me.” she said as she ran into the dining room.

Harry was on her in a second, running around the dining room table.
He sneered her to Hermione surprise.
His mouth took hers in a long passionate kiss and he whispered,
“Tearing off your slip is for another night, put the silk night gown back on, please.”

Hermione did what Harry asked and put the cream night gown back on.
She called to him from the balcony. He came up behind her as she was looking up at the stars.

Harry looked up at the stars too and said ,
“Keep looking up at the stars.”
Hermione felt his hands on her hips gradually pulling up the gown.

“What are you doing?” she laughed.
“SSShhhhh.. Look at the stars.” he whispered.

She sensed his desire on her now bare ass.
“What are you doing.”
“Just look up at the stars and lean forward”” he said softly as he pulled her hips back to his.

Hermione felt Harry slide inside of her. There were others on their balconies.
Some just looking at the stars, others at the garden below and still others watching them. It was dark and hard to see. Hermione was sure others like her self were doing the same thing as she and Harry were, making love, well that's what she would call it. She smiled as Harry slowly slid in and out of her, making small grunts and groans. His hands were on her hips and Hermione stroked his hand. He did a quick thrust and which made her arch her back and tighten her muscles around his manhood.
Harry pulled her against him, slipping his hand under the night gown. He caressed the hair between her legs until he found her bud and slowly teased it.

A ripple went through Hermione making her twitch and convulse.

“Do you think anyone is watching us.” Harry asked with a husky voice.
“ Yes. They are. They know.” is all Hermione could say trying to silence the moans that kept escaping her lips.

Harry came hard inside Hermione, grunting as he did. Hermione came with Harry.

On wobbly legs Harry brought Hermione back inside to their bed.
He turned down the covers and they slid in to bed.
They snuggled up to each other, arms and legs entwined.

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Hermione woke up to a warm body next to hers.
She nuzzled up to Harry who was sound asleep.
She noticed he had an erection and since he didn't wake her in the middle of the night she decided to surprise him.
Hermione gather some saliva in her mouth and put some on herself and the tip of Harry's penis.
She gently climbed on top of him and inserted him inside of herself gradually.
Harry let out a moan in his sleep and his hips began to thrust up. Hermione slowly moved on him, pressing down hard trying to keep the rhythm going.

His hands were on her hips as he plunged up ward nearly throwing Hermione into the air. She looked at him and he was awake now moving wildly.
Faster and faster, groaning as he moved until he filled Hermione with his seed.

Panting and out of breath Harry said,
“ You still surprise me at times. This was fantastic. I do like surprises like this. “ He sat up and kissed her. He stared in to her eyes and faintly said,
“ I love you.”
“I love you too,” Hermione replied back.

“'What are you doing today?”
“I have to go to work and then I am going to watch Victor play quidditch.”
“What ?“?“I'm going to watch Victor play today.”

Harry’s head dropped and he sighed,
“When did he ask you to watch him play?”
“ The last time I saw him, Thursday, before you came over. Why? What's wrong?”

“ I thought it would be obvious. You're with me ..now. It won't look good if people see you with Viktor Krum. I'm trying to keep us out of the papers.
We haven't gone out in London, I wanted a smooth transition. I don't want the newspapers reporting my mistress openly cuckolded me with famous quidditch player.”

“But he's just a friend.”
“The papers want a juicy gossip. Viktor tends to show up in the papers, they don't care who they hurt as long as it sells papers.”

Hermione sighed, “I suppose I'll just have to write him a note telling him I can't make it.”

“ A note? Is there a friend you can take with you? One of the girls from school?” Harry asked.

“Yes,” Hermione thought of Susanna two doors down.
“Good I'd feel better if there were two of you. Don't be alone with him keep her with you, please.”
Harry had breakfast sent up from the cafe and Hermione got dressed and ate quickly so not to be late for work.

“When will I see you again?” getting her cloak on.
“Wednesday night, if not, Thursday,” Harry said getting up from the table, kissing her,
“ I will miss you. I will write you when I know when I can get here. You'll be getting my mail here too. Invitations mostly for the theatre parties and other social events. We have a party to go to next Saturday so don't plan any thing.”

“When are you leaving?”
“As soon as I get dressed. I'm going to be late as it is.” He said.

He kissed her again and said,
“Go before I drag you back to the bedroom and have my way with you.”

Hermione gave him a kiss and then left.
She went to Susanna’s door and knocked. She answered wearing her robe.
“Jane what's going on is something wrong?”
“ No I was invited to go to a quidditch game and well ... my lover didn't want me to go alone so I was wondering ...”
Susanna smiled and said with a laugh,
“ Say no more, I'll be your escort. My lover never wants me to go anywhere this is a great excuse for me to get out and have some fun with one of girls.”

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Hermione and Susanna went arm and arm to the quidditch match. It was cold out but they got some hot tea and biscuits. Hermione couldn't remember the last time she had fun like this. Cheering for Viktor waving
his banner and screaming his name just for fun. Typical school girls.

Viktor caught the snitch and flew around with it. He spotted Hermione and blew her a kiss.
The fans looked around to see who he blew the kiss to. Susanna said,
“Look behind you.” Hermione looked behind her and Susanna pointed her finger to a pretty lady behind them,
”Ooooowwwww,” nudging Hermione to follow her lead.
So Hermione did the same pointed and said, ?“Oooooooowww. Looks like someone like you.”

The newpaper reporters swarmed the lady. Susanna and Hermione walked quickly away. The two girls laughed with relief. Viktor flew by the girls and asked Hermione to come to meet him outside the locker room. They met Viktor after he showered. Hermione introduced Susanna to Viktor.
Viktor asked them to tea and Susanna nodded,
“ Yes let's have some tea. And you can tell us all about the game from your perspective. It must look very different from above.”

Susanna kept Viktor talking for a while asking question after question.
Hermione got bored and wanted to go home so she nudged Susanna.
“Well we have to get going Jane and I have a lot of homework to do.”

Viktor asked, “ Hermione can we have dinner?”
Susanna broke in, “ Jane we have exams coming up. We can’t afford a bad mark right now.”
“ You're right. Sorry Viktor we have to study.” Hermione explained.

Viktor kissed both girls hands as he said “Good bye “ to them.

On the way home Susanna said,
“All right what is your story? He called you Hermione?”

“That's my name Hermione my middle name is
Jane. My married name isn't Puckle it's Malfoy.” Hermione admitted.
“ You're her .! Hermione. Lord Harry Potter 's..... he nabbed you on your wedding night?”

Hermione nodded blushing feeling a bit embarassed,
“Sort of, he claimed right of first night.”
Hermione told her almost everything over a few glasses of wine.

Susanna hugged her when she finished her story.
“ You poor thing. Don't worry I won't tell anyone. If you want to you can do a forgetting spell on me.”
Hermione looked at the girl, no she could trust her. She too must have done a few things in her life that she was not to happy about, she could see it in her eyes.

“If you need any help with anything just come over. I'll have to boot you out now that company's coming.” Susanna implied.

Hermione went to her apartment which seem larger now that Harry had left.
She looked through her books and made some notes. She went onto the balcony and looked down at the garden. The sun was setting in the enchanted ceiling while Hermione ate her dinner. When she went to sleep, the bed felt so big and so empty without Harry. She pulled a pillow to her face and could smell him; wishing it was Wednesday night.

Hermione went to classes Monday morning.
Madame Pomfrey spoke to Susanna for a moment as every one was leaving class and waited outside the door for Hermione.
“Hermione? Why don't you come over and have tea with me this afternoon,
I'm having a few friends coming over. We'll be doing stuff to our hair and such.
Please come, it starts around 3:30.”
Susanna said.

“Well I'm ..” Hermione began to say.
“Wonderful, see you at 3:30,” and spun away.

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Hermione left work early
At 3:30 Hermione found herself knocking on Susanna's door.
Susanna opened the door and welcomed her in.
There were seven other girls there, eating little cakes, cheese, sweet breads and other tid bits. Each of them shook Hermione's hand and introduced themselves. She noticed that they all dressd very well and something else she couldn't put her finger on.

One particular girl was a little louder than the others, she looked young and innocent, drinking the tea and eating sweet bread.

There was knock at the door and an older woman came in.
All the girls stood up and curtsied to her.?“Good afternoon ladies.”she said.
“Good afternoon Madame Rosmerta.”
“I see we have a fresh face here.” she announced looking at Hermione.
“Hello. I'm Hermione,” offering her hand.
The woman took it and said ,
“When shaking hands my dear, keep your hand so.” Turning Hermione’s hand palm down, “ palms should be at 7:30 to 8:00 never at 9:00
But your hand is nice and relaxed.”

Madame Rosmerta turned to the girls,
“Remember that ladies, palms downward. It looks nicer and less manly.”
Madame Rosmerta looked back at Hermione.
She looked at her eyes and face. Looked over her dress spun Hermione around and looked at Hermione's hands.

“ You have great potential Hermione. Do you buy your dresses or does he?”
Madame Rosmerta asked.
“ He does.” Hermione said with the realization of what was going on.
“ I would suggest going to this Bath House. It's privately owned they'll know what to do. Just say Madame Rosmerta sent you.”
The woman gave Hermione a small card with an address on it.
Hermione sat down as the Madame Rosmerta started to talk as she did she pulled out bottles, vials, and small containers of all sorts of things.

“ Now if your lover is an older gentleman you may want to use some of this ointment it will stimulate him and will keep him erect longer,” pointing to a small container and this is while you haven't warmed up,” showing a container a Petal Balm.

There were potions and charms on the table for any and everything.
She even had Illusions in a box: fantasies for all types of men.

The tea party died down and all the girls went back to their apartments.
Hermione nudge Susanna and asked
“Where does she get all this?”

“From places she lived oh, that's right she didn't tell you she's had an amazing life. She was kidnapped by a king, as a present to his son; when she was 16, while she was traveling with her father. She refused the princes advances at first so he had to promise to marry her first. The prince and the king were murdered at the start of a war soon after the marriage. She was captured and sold as a slave in Tunisia, there she was sold again to an owner of a House of prostitution in Algiers where she was taught the art of lovemaking. She only had three lovers there not including the master of the house. But they were rich and powerful men she had in her bed every night. Each wanted her for a wife or mistress so they fought over her one night.
She ran away but one of the men, a Count, followed her and persuaded her to go with him, traveling but promised to take her back to her father. She traveled around Africa, Arabia, Greece Italy Spain France and then back to England. The Count was very kind to her and she did become his mistress.
She went back to see her father who thought she was dead and on finding her alive was very happy. Within a year he arranged to have her married off to a rich a man who found out a few months before the wedding what kind of life she’d had. And on their wedding day he screamed out that he refused to marry a whore and beat her with his cane. She felt ashamed and disgraced.
Madame Rosmerta traveled to Paris and became the Mistress to prince's and kings . Such fascinating life.” Susanna said out loud, I don't think I could live such a life.”

Hermione looked at Susanna and saw that Susanna didn't dream of such a life, she was scared by it.

“It wasn't all bad Susanna. I learned how to make love and have sex and use it as a weapon and a defense. That you will learn next week. I hope to see you there my dear. Good bye.”

“Well I should be going now too. Thanks for inviting me.” Hermione said.
“You're coming next week?” Susanna asked. Hermione thought about it,
“Yes.”


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Tuesday, Hermione left work early again ,to go to the Bath House.
The place was very clean and bright in some rooms and dimly lit in others.
She mentioned Madame Rosmerta and they all jumped.
They bathed Hermione then soaked her in an herb bath.
Scrubbed all of the callous’ off her feet, elbows and hands. Exfoliated her arms, legs and even her back. Hair removed from her legs underarms and a small protest from Hermione about the hair between her legs so they just
' made it look nice'.
She was massaged wrapped, creamed moisturized and soothed, by a man Robert who spoke with a very high voice and walked more gracefully then she did. He very sweet and he recognized Hermione from her picture in the paper. He was a bit of a romantic for a man, but then he was one of those men who preferred men. He absolutely loved the story of Lord Harry Potter claiming his lady love Hermione from the evil Draco.
At the end of it all, Hermione was very pink and sore. Robert gave her a jar of soothing cream and told her to put it on at night.

Tuesday evening Hermione sat in Madame Pomfrey’s chair looking at a dark magic book. She gulped down some cinnamon tea,

“ Have we run out of ideas that we are turning to the dark arts now?”
“ Oh no dear. Just trying to see the problem or the solution from a different
angle, in a different way.”

Madame Pomfrey didn't say anything about Hermione’s pink face. Though she was sure she heard the nurse softly laugh.

That night Hermione applied the cream to her face and body. It felt much better
And she was hoping the raw, sore sensation would be gone in the morning or at least by that night, before Harry came back.

She got a letter Wednesday morning from Sirius that Harry was a stuck in the village for next few days, but assured her that Harry would be there Saturday.

The pinkness didn't go away until Thursday evening.

Friday dragged by but that evening she got a note from Harry saying he would be there by Saturday night and that she should be ready to go by 6:00.

Hermione was bathed, creamed and put on her blue dresswith matching earrings and black shoes and by 5:45 She was all ready to go.
There was a knock at the door and Hermione jumped.

There was Harry dressed in formal robes looking very handsome.
His mouth dropped a bit when he looked at Hermione.

“What's wrong Harry don't you like it.”
“You look wonderful,'He said breathlessly, “I missed you.”

He swooped her into his arms and kissed her. The kiss was like a lighten bolt through Hermione, “ God I missed you too Harry.”

The next moment they began undressing each other in a wild frenzy.
They barely made it to the bed. As Harry entered her, Hermione screamed in pleasure, “ God yes Harry.” She pulled him close ,” God I missed you.”

Harry just kept kissing her,.caressing her and moaning as he plunged into her.
Hermione wrapped her legss around his waist and whimpered ,
“Deeper Harry deeper.”
He went deeper and faster, pounding in to her.
They both let out loud moans as they climaxed and came together.
Harry fell next to Hermione, breathing in deeply saying ,
“God I missed you,” he stroked her cheek, “ God you're so soft, so smooth.”
Hermione smiled.
They heard the clock as it chimed 7:00.

“Oh damn we're late.” Harry cried.
They quickly washed up and got dressed.

There was a knock on the door and Hermione opened the door.
Susanna was there, “ Hi Hermione.” she looked at Hermione,
“ Going out tonight? Love the dress, I've got shoes that match that perfectly.
Want to borrow them.”
“Sure.”
I'll be right back.
She was back in less than two minutes with beautiful pair of blue shoes.

“Now I need them back tomorrow morning I'm going to the country for a picnic. So I'll be here early okay?” Susanna said.