Like the Dogs They Are

Disclaimer: Most of this is JK Rowling\'s. Anything you don\'t recognize is mine. Anything you do, It\'s someone else\'s and I\'m not getting paid.

WARNING! DO. NOT. READ. ANY. FURTHER. IF. YOU. CANNOT. HANDLE. IT! This was written after a particularly nasty break up with my ex fiance and it IS very angry. If you do not approve of bondage, female-female pairings, or male-male pairings, then I suggest you stop reading now. I will not accept Flames for ANY reason, because YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

\"My lady.\" Lucius Malfoy bowed low, his nose nearly touching his toes. \"It is wonderful to have you back with us...\"

\"I\'m sure.\" Her voice was cold. Silky, straight black hair fell to her mid-thighs, spilling in a velvet wave over her shoulders and sides. She wore a midnight blue velvet dress that shone when the light hit it in a certain way. The sleeves narrowed to fit her arms, and a golden ring fastened a chain hooked to thperepered point of the sleeves that came down over her hands in place. The top was shaped like a corset, accenting her cleavage and her butt, and the neck narrowed to a point, revealing almost too-much cleavage to be modest. Her face was delicate, beautiful...but somehow cold and cruel.

\"I would never presume to...\"

\"Hold your tongue.\" She swept by the speechless bottle-blonde, walking into the chambers beyond. Upon sighting the man surrounded by black cloaked, whitskedsked men, she smiled in anticipation and shoved aside the cloaked figures with abandon as she was swept into strong, sinewy arms.

\"Hermione!\" The voice was more of a hiss, really...but she no longer cared.

\"My lord...\" She whispered, pressing against him. Tears leaked from the corners of her brown eyes, and she firmly shoved them back.

\"I was wondering when you would come to me...\" He whispered, his face in her hair.

\"I couldn\'t stay away...\" She sobbed out. \"That awful boy! I wanted to kill him!!!\" She clutched his cloak, pressing close.

\"Of course. Now, stand back. Let me look at you, my child.\" She obeyed easily, lifting her chin so that he could see the choker that he\'d sent her for her birthday hanging around her neck. \"Beautiful.\" He whispered, lifting a hand to tuck a lock of shimmering black hair behind her ear.

\"I am ready to return to your service.\" Her eyes met his, and Voldemort smiled slowly.

\"Good...I have yoe you might wish to...punish, now.\" He hissed, his eyes moving to the bottle-blonde in the doorway. Lucius quailed under his look.

\"My lord...\"

\"Bella.\" Voldemort said. The deatheater in question lifted her wand.

\"Imperio!\" Lucius seemed to go through an internal struggle before an empty, pleasant look came across his face. \"Lucius...give our Lady your wand.\" He took the wand and slowly turned for Hermione, offering the wand. She took it, glanced to Voldemort, and then waved it.

\"Imperio. Thank you, Bella, that will be all.\" She said, quite calmly. \"This way, Lucius.\" She began to move, and then stopped, turning back. \"My Lord...what would you have me do to him?\"

Voldemort looked at her, considering. He wanted to know whether or not she could do what he wanted her to do. To test this, he was willing to sacrafictraitraitor...as he had determined Lucius to be.

\"Break him.\" He said. \"Slowly.\"

\"Gladly, My Lord.\" Hermione said, easily. \"Come, Lucius. To my rooms.\" The blonde followed her like an obediant puppy, his eyes empty.

\"My Lord...are you sure this is wise?\" There was a silky whisper from the side. Voldemort smiled, evilly.

\"Quite, Severus. My Hermione is ready to take care of a pet.\" An audible shiver went through the ranks...none of them was certain that they enjoyed that thought.

~~*~~

Lucius came to, slowly, chained to a table. It wasn\'t like any other table he\'d ever seen...it was almost comfortable...with a cushion behind his head, which was strapped down, and all sharp edges carefully smoothed out. He groaned softly and looked around the blurry, half-focused room. It wasn\'t his own...and...and why was he chained down?!

\"Hello, there.\" There was a purr from the side. Lucius whipped his head around as much as he was able with the strap holding his head, and groaned. He couldn\'t see...what was wrong with him? \"Oop. Silly me.\" A giggle. \"I forgot.\"

He tried to ask, \"Forgot What?\" But his mouth wouldn\'t work...like his tongue was swollen, or...or...or something. All that came out was a wordless babble.

\"It won\'t do you any good, Lucius...\" A warm hand, stroking back his hair. \"Growing up in the muggle world did, believe it or not, do me some good.\" Her breath was warm on his ear. \"You\'re so doped up on muggle drugs that you won\'t know your name if you\'re NOT on them after a while. Don\'t worry, though...if you\'re a good puppy, I\'ll give you some.\"

He whimpered. Already, he could feel a headache. Squirming against his bonds, he shivered. He heard a chuckle, faintly. Everything was in a haze...why couldn\'t he think straight?! There was a tiny prick in his arm and without warning he gasped, all feeling leaving his limbs as his blood rushed straight to his cock. Funny, when had he taken off his clothes? That wasn\'t important. What he needed now was...was...was...

\"Fuuuuuuck...\" He groaned. There was a delighted laugh to the side and slowly, he felt a warmth on his cock. He couldn\'t speak any more...couldn\'t think...all that he could do was feel...feel the pain, wave after wave of it...until he finally groaned and gave...cum shooting up to coat his body. And then he sank into oblivion...

The next time he came to, the world was clear...but he couldn\'t see through the headache pounding at him. He groaned and rolled to his side, throwing up many times over, not noticing the chain around his neck. He whimpered, curling up and then straightening back out, writhing in discomfort.

\"Lucius...sit.\" The voice was sharp and unexpected, and it sent his body into another spasm, in which he slowly sat up. He didn\'t know what would happen if he didn\'t. \"Good boy...good Lucius...\" Slowly, he felt a mask fitted over his nose and mouth...

...and a stream of foggy deliciousness filled his nostrils. He inhaled deeply over and over...but all too soon she took away the mask and he felt something clipped to his collar. \"Heel.\" He made to get up, but a blow knocked him back down. \"I said heel, not beg.\" He whimpered and curled into a fetal position. \"HEEL, Lucius.\" He whimpered and crawled after her, eyes on her...not wanting her to turn and strike him.

She led him into a room where he felt many figures around him. He whimpered and pressed his neck against her leg as she stopped, looking around with wide eyes, finally letting his blonde hair hide his face as he curled around her, trembling. \"My Lord...\" Who did his lady call Lord? Lucius whimpered, pressing closer to her until she stumbled. Whirling, she struck him with a whip. \"Down, Lucius!\"

Crying silently, he curled up beside her and waited. \"As I was saying, My Lord, how is this for broken?\"

\"Wonderful...you have done well, Hermione...\" He felt a rough hand that was not his mistress grab him, force him to turn his head. He moved to snap at the hand, but his eyes strayed to his mistress, and he stilled, praying for it to be over.

\"He is no longer aware of anything beyond what I let him know, my lord.\" Hermione said, proudly.

\"Very good. He only obeys you?\"

\"Yes, My lord.\"

\"Nice...but I want him further broken...\"

\"I fear it is too late for this one, my lord...if there are any others?\"

\"Perhaps...yes, yes...one other, my lovely Hermione.\"

\"Bring him to my room...I must put Lucius up before he forgets all of his indoor training. Heel, Lucius.\" He hurried after her, whimpering. In the room, he felt the prick of the needle and his headache finally disappeared as he fell to the ground in spasms, all blood flowing to his cock.

~~*~~

Severus, beaten and bloodied, felt himself thrown into a room. He lifted his head, slowly, and looked into the corner, where Lucius was making cries and moans of pain and pleasure. He shivered softly when he saw what he saw...There was a curtain of black hair hiding Lucius\' cock from view...and slowly Hermione lifted her head, licking blood from her lips and pulling away as Lucius cummed all over himself and dropped into oblivion.

\"Well, well...hello Professor.\" He heard, and he struggled to get away. He\'d watched Lucius\' breaking. He\'d seen every gruesome detail and had vowed to keep that fate from himself.

\"Mobilus Corpus.\" He felt himself rise into the air and felt the needles that Lucius had been too drugged to feel pierce his back, each needle placed to strategically hit a nerve. Severus went into spasms, trying to speak as he felt his arms and legs chained.

\"Severus...I need you to pay much attention.\" Hermione cooed softly. \"You will not be going back to Dumbledore, understand?\"

The hell he did. Severus growled softly at her. She swung one spiked glove, striking him on the face and cutting it open. \"Let us see how often you will do that when I break you, shall we?\" She slowly opened a black box and took out a scalpel, walking up and laying it on a tray with several other things. \"First things first...\" She slowly took out an oil and smeared it in his nostrils. Gasping, Severus fought not to breathe out of his nose. He recognized the oil...it was a blend that gave men hard-ons for weeks or until the oil- which soaked into the bloodstream and couldn\'t be gotten rid of save by sex or a shower- lost its potency...which, if he knew this witch, it wouldn\'t.

But slowly he sighed and let the smell fill his nostrils, no longer caring. If all she did was give him head, he\'d be thankful.

That wasn\'t what she did.

Hermione had gotten him stripped, and so that was the way she left him now. Slowly, she picked up the scalpel and cut into his chest, in a circle around his erect nipples. Severus screamed in pain and an odd sort of pleasure. In the next moment, both of his nipples were gone. Severus screamed until his voice went, which only seemed to excite himself further. His captor was massaging something into the wounds now that made them hurt...endless hurt...

When he no longer felt pleasure-though his cock didn\'t see it like that- He began writhing. Hermione laughed softly. \"What could possibly be the matter, Severus?\" She slowly poured oil on his chest, on his stomach, on his groin. When it soaked in, he gasped and began bucking his hips and fighting the bonds holding him. He choked on blood as he bit his own tongue. Every time he went back down on the needles, his body went into spasms...until he couldn\'t think...couldn\'t do anything but try to ease his pleasure.

\"Please...Oh god...\" All that came out was a croak...his voice spent. Hermione laughed and slowly stripped. At her signal, a harem of women walked in and all began to finger themselves...and then each other...until they were one mass orgy. Lucius watched from the corner, where he\'d woken up. His eyes were empty, though the look on his face was interest. Severus couldn\'t see Lucius...all he could see and hear was the harem. He could feel his humanity slipping...and he clutched at it until one of the women screamed in an orgasm.

With that last bit, Severus let go...the chalice of his mind shattering. He lay still, staring into emptiness, his hips still writhing to get free...though Severus no longer felt any of the pain or the need. Hermione spelled him off of the table and called Lucius over...

Leaning down, Lucius closed his mouth over the throbbing length of Severus\' erection. He began to suck, hard, his head moving up and down as he massaged, poked, prodded, and sucked the raven-haired man into an orgasm. Severus let out a choked scream, his hips lifting, as Lucius finally pulled back, swallowing the cum and walking over to rub his blonde head against Hermione\'s knee. She smirked and reached down, petting him, before she walked over and settled Severus down in his own doggy bed near Lucius\'.

When Severus awoke, he was aware only of the fact that he was alive...and that the pain was gone...and that, somehow, he knew that Hermione had made the pain go away. It never entered his mind that she had made the pain come to begin with...because she really hadn\'t...she had just enhanced it. Whimpering, he crawled out of his dark doggy bed and to the end of his chain, tugging on the chain as he tried to reach the place where Lucius slept, curled up along the warm length of Hermione\'s body. Hermione shifted and looked at him, smiling and then slipping from the bed, leaving the blonde to sleep. She walked to him and clipped a leash to him.

\"My Poor Severus...they beat you too much, yes they did...\" She stroked his hair back from his face, making him whine and press his face into her stomach. Hermione led him easily into the bathroom adjoining her rooms and had him slip into the tub. He whimpered as the hot water touched his wounds, but she was gentle, and soon he was settled in the bedroom on the other side of her, sandwiching her between himself and Lucius and curling over her protectively, nuzzling his face into her stomach and softly beginning to suck on the velvet flesh. Lucius was already sucking softly on her shoulder, the two men acting more like babies than grown men.

~~*~~

\"My Lord...I would like you to see my new pets...\" Hermione stood, draped in her elegant silk robes, before the death eaters.

\"Yes, bring them forward, my darling. I am eager to see the product of your second breaking. If I enjoy the outcome, I may give you more pets to play with. I have recently gained several bitches to breed to your wonderful males, as well.\" Voldemort spoke, easily.

\"Of course, My Lord...\" Hermione bowed her head and turned. \"Severus, Lucius!\" The two men slowly slinked through the ranks of the deatheaters, snapping and growling as Voldemort\'s followers got too close. When they made it to Hermione, both turned and growled at the deatheaters, warning them away.

\"Lucius. Sit. Severus, Heel.\" Lucius sat, still staring into the ranks of the deatheaters. Severus moved to her left side immediately. \"My Lord...ask him to do something.\"

\"Severus...\" Voldemort said, slowly. When the dark man\'s eyes were focused on him, the Dark Lord stood up and pointed to Draco Malfoy. \"Take down.\" Severus turned and looked at Draco, then up at the Dark Lord. He leapt from the platform immediately and tackled the other man. There was a stirr in the deatheater ranks as several of the Dark Lord\'s followers moved to pull the deatheater from danger, but a look from Voldemort stopped them all. Severus pinned Draco\'s hands and snarled in his face, his jaw ready to clamp over the younger man\'s jugular.

\"Wonderful...\" Voldemort crowed. \"Simply...wonderful! What say you, Draco? Is he fit to breed to your Pansy?\"

\"Simply...divine, my lord.\" Draco managed, sweat beading on his brow.

\"Severus. Heel.\" Hermione said. Severus moved to her so quickly that he fell several times trying to get back onto the dais, finally reaching her and pressing against her legs, whining. \"Good boy.\" Hermione soothed, softly.

\"Perfect. I will send the bitches to your quarters to be bred, my darling.\"

\"Of course, My Lord.\" Hermione bowed her head again. \"Severus. Heel. Lucius. Heel.\" With the men pressing close to her, Hermione made her regal way out of the hall.

~~*~~

Lucius woke at a disturbance in the room and came out of his doggy bed, snarling softly, to lean on the end of his chain. Severus, healed by Hermione when they\'d returned, moved out of his own bed to stand by his blonde companion, also snarling. Draco Malfoy froze, staring at the two of them. Pansy Parkinson, on a leash at his side, whimpered her misgivings and pressed against his leg. Hermione entered the room.

\"Oh Draco...you\'ve brought her.\" She said, quietly. \"Severus, Lucius, That\'s enough!\" The two men stepped back into their respective beds, lying down to stare out, their eyes drilling into Draco and Pansy. Severus was the first to shrug it off, leaning over to sofly bite at his blonde counterpart\'s neck. Lucius whined and snapped at him, staring hard at Draco and Pansy. Severus whined and stood up, leaning down to nuzzle and lick at Lucius\' chest. The blonde finally responded, letting his own guard down and beginning to lick and touch Severus.

\"Are they always this...affectionate?\" Draco asked, motioning to the two men chained in the corner.

\"One of the downsides to always having hard-ons.\" Hermione stated, quietly. She motioned to their drinking bowls. Draco sniffed at the bowls and smelled the tell-tale scent. Hiding his own now-hard cock, he turned back to Hermione.

\"I see.\" His voice was huskier than normal, and she smiled knowingly. \"Now...down to business?\"

\"Of course...which of my pets do you want her bred to?\" Hermione asked as Lucius began to moan and writhe on the ground, Severus\' head buried in his crotch.

\"I was hoping Severus, seeing as I\'ve already got one out of her that was mine and thus, indirectly out of Lucius.\" Draco said, feeling himself harden even further at the moans coming from the corner. \"Gods...how do you stand this without doing SOMETHING?\" He gasped out.

\"Oh, you get used to it. It helps if you haven\'t smelled any of the oil.\" Hermione stated. \"Severus it is then...Severus!\" Severus whined and yanked himself away from Lucius to come to the end of his chain, obeying his mistress. Lucius growled and was about to pounce on him when Hermione\'s firm \"Lucius\" sent him back into his own bed to wait his turn. Hermione clipped a leash to Severus\' collar and led him to Pansy, who leaned forward eagerly, reaching out to touch his broad chest. Severus looked up at Hermione and, when she didn\'t deny him, he shoved Pansy over, burying his face in her breasts and biting and licking them until the nipples were erect and Pansy was aminaming in the pleasure. Severus drove his cock into her, the two of them growing sweaty and desperate as he sped up and moved harder and harder, finally shooting a load off into her.

\"Off, Severus.\" Hermione said, firmly, when he tried to work Pansy towards another orgasm. He fought her all the way back to his chain, and still he leaned on the end of it, until she took a whip to him twice. Whimpering, he disappeared back into his bed, shivering. Pansy was, similarly, straining to get back to Severus.

\"I suppose I\'ll have to leave her here until she comes out of heat, hm?\" Draco said, holding her back with ease.

\"It would be best...just so that we can insure that he got her.\" Hermione nodded. \"I have another room that I can put them in for a couple of days. After that, we can do a preg test spell. If she\'s pregnant, then you can take her, if not, then we\'ll leave them in there for a bit longer. If we put the oil in their drink, then he\'ll have her bred fairly soon.\"

\"Will the oil hurt the pup?\" Draco asked, stroking Pansy\'s smooth black hair.

\"It hasn\'t hurt any of my harem\'s children...and I had them all bred when they were on it.\" She said.

\"And what of her pup now? He can\'t come off of her tit for at least another week.\" Draco said, quietly.

\"Is he here?\"

\"Yes.\"

\"We\'ll put him in her bed in the room...her mothering instincts will drive Severus off of him when they\'re not breeding.\" Hermione said, one hand running through Lucius\' silky hair. He whined and rubbed his face against her leg, sighing happily.

\"Alright...where is this room, and I\'ll go get him now?\" Draco said, quietly. Hermione led the way to the door that stood just beside her bed and opened it into a full-sized room much like her own without the bed. There were, however, several dog beds around the walls. \"Planning on expanding?\" Draco arched an eyebrow.

\"If I can...I want to get at least one bitch to breed.\" Hermione explained. She put the dog beds inloseloset to the side before walking out and getting Severus and his dog bed. Chaining him up by his bed, she put in a new bowl of water and food for Pansy and Severus and glanced at Draco. He chained Pansy up near Severus, so that the two began to slowly touch and kiss, even as Draco hurried out and came back in with a baby that was just beginning to crawl and a doggy bed. Settling the baby and the bed out of Severus\' range, he settled the baby down and filled a puppy bowl up with water and puppy food before unclipping Pansy\'s chain.

Pansy growled softly as Severus came too close to her baby, and led him away from the infant. Severus caught her quickly and the two were once again entangled with each other.

\"And that\'s that.\" Hermione left the top half of the door open so that she could be sure that Severus behaved himself and shook hands with Draco.

\"Now...\" Draco found that the sounds from the other room were all too pronounced, and that his own cock was rapidly becoming too much of a weight on his mind. \"I\'ll be...I\'ll be...\" He trailed off, gasping a little for breath and reaching up to loosen his collar. \"I\'ll be...\" He tried one more time before giving up, his eyes rolling backwards in his head. Hermione frowned and glanced at him from where she was standing by the bed, just to see that Lucius was slowly licking Draco\'s cock. Unable to stop his own reactions, Draco felt his knees turn to jelly and he slid to the ground, slowly. Lucius buried his face in Draco\'s crotch, biting and licking at his cock through the fabric of his slacks.

\"Hmm...\" Struck with an idea, Hermione walked over to where Draco was writhing on the ground, trying to fumble with the button on his slacks. She knelt beside him and swatted his hands away, easily undoing the button and pulling Lucius back just enough that Draco could rid himself of any other pieces of clothing that he didn\'t want. And rid himself, he did...shedding everything. Lucius moved in, slowly, and slid his tongue over the head of Draco\'s cock, eyes rolled up to watch the younger man\'s reaction. When Draco shuddered, unable to speak, Lucius closed his mouth over Draco\'s cock and began sucking, his mouth working up and down along the cock.

Hermione smirked, slowly, watching the two blonde men. Draco\'s body tensed up, suddenly, as his cum exploded down Lucius\' throat, after which he fell limp, gasping for breath. \"Gods...\" He managed. \"Hermione...what have you been teaching these two?\" Lucius\' tongue was still slowly and rhythmically sliding across Draco\'s balls, easing the younger man towards another erection.

\"Lucius. Go lie down.\" Hermione said, sternly. When he did, she walked over and helped Draco up. \"I didn\'t teach them...they taught each other.\" She smirked.

\"Well hell, that was amazing!\"

\"I wouldn\'t know...they don\'t touch me. It\'s one of the unspoken laws. I can\'t let them think they have any type of power of me, only me over them.\"

\"God...I don\'t know how you stand it.\"

\"By watching shows like that.\" She smirked. \"I love it.\"

\"I can tell.\" He pulled on the last of his clothes and cleared his throat. \"Well, today\'s Sunday so...I\'ll be over Tuesday to witness the spell?\"

\"That will be fine.\" Hermione nodded. \"I\'ll check up on your pup several times, as well, to be sure she\'s not neglecting him.\"

\"Thank you.\" Draco shook her hand and walked out.

~~*~~

When Draco returned, that Tuesday, he noticed two things. The first was that Severus was tied back up out of the room with Pansy in it, and the second was that Lucius was eyeing him hungrily, like you\'d eye a favorite treat. Hermione came out of the room, just then, and when she saw Draco, she smiled.

\"Oh, good...here you are.\" She held up her wand. \"Ready?\"

When he nodded, she turned and waved the wand. \"Pregnante Reveal!\" A blue line floated above Pansy\'s head, causing Draco to nod in satisfaction.

\"Wonderful.\" He said, smiling and walking inside. Once he had Pansy and her pup settled for the ride home, he walked back in. \"Thank you, Hermione. I don\'t know how I can repay you.\"

\"Bring her back and breed her again, let me keep the second pup out of Severus and I\'ll consider the debt paid.\" Hermione smiled and reached up, hugging him. He sighed and turned his face into his hair, breathing deeply. It was a favorite habit of Lucius\', unknown to him. Hermione smiled and turned her own face into his neck, biting down softly. He let out a strangled, half-growl of longing and she laughed softly.

\"Be careful, Hermione...or I\'ll jump you myself.\" Draco whispered, letting her feel the edge of his desire. \"Blaise and Pansy aren\'t enough to keep me busy...and now that Pansy is bred and I\'m bringing Blaise over later to breed to Lucius...\" He leaned down and bit her neck, softly.

Hermione let out a coy little laugh that she knew drove men to desperation. Predictably, Draco whined softly under his breath. She ran her fingertips down his arms, slowly. He was hers already and didn\'t even know it. But she could wait. She had to wait until both Pansy and Blaise and their pups were there. This had to be done just right...Voldemort wouldn\'t allow it any other way. \"Bring Pansy when you come, Dray...\" She whispered in that coy, seductive voice. \"I\'d like to check up on her...\" She dropped her voice to a coo. \"Progress.\"

Draco didn\'t know what was happening, but he knew he liked it. With a groan, he shoved away from her incredible touch and stumbled backwards. He tripped, and both of the men were on him. Severus nuzzled his shirt up and began sucking on his chest, particularly his nipples, which was a fetish of Draco\'s, and Lucius, with Hermione\'s help, took his throbbing cock into his skilled mouth once more. By the time the young Malfoy got back home to his manor, he\'d cummed four times...twice in the mouth of each man.

Once there, he let Pansy go in the room that he kept his two pets in and called for his whole harem. Funny...none of them seemed as skilled anymore. None of them seemed skilled at all, in fact...

~~*~~

\"My Darling, how are you doing?\"

\"Well, My Lord...Draco is already eating out of the palm of my hand...when he brings Pansy and Blaise both over, I will finish it.\"

\"Wonderful. And what of the new one?\"

\"I am confident that he will be mine within the week.\"

\"Perfect.\"

~~*~~

Bill Weasley opened foggy eyes and looked around the room. It seemed that he was chained to a bed of some kind...and every time he moved a needle pierced another nerve. With each spasm that his body had, another nerve was pierced. Finally, gasping for breath after what felt like hours, Bill was able to focus on where he was. The room was nice, regal, and perfect...save for one thing. Bill felt his blood run cold as his eyes landed on what was in the corner.

\"So this is where you disappeared to, Professor. Professor Dumbledore has been worried.\" Bill said, quietly. Severus and Lucius both continued to snarl and growl at him, oblivious to his words.

\"Severus, Lucius.\" A feminine voice from just out of Bill\'s range of sight said, firmly. \"Go lie down, Boys.\" The men whimpered and immediately moved back into a pair of dogbeds, staring out at who Bill assumed was the one to speak. When she came into view, he gasped.

\"We thought you had been killed.\" He said.

\"Hardly. I\'m perfectly alive, as you can see. Alive and...well.\" A small, warm hand rubbed his bare cock. When had he been naked? Bill shivered softly and leaned his head back, deciding that it didn\'t quite matter as much as he thought it should have. \"Let\'s see...what, Mr. Weasley, is your weakness? Is it...here?\" She pinched a nipple, making him shiver. \"Or...here?\" Her tongue pressed into his Navel, making him gasp. \"Oh...I remember now...it\'s...here...\" She began sucking on the backs of his knees, making him cry out and strain against the bonds that held him secure, writhing.

\"Ika, Dia.\" Hermione said, quietly. Two harem girls crerom rom the corner, where the harem was gathered. They immediately began sucking on the backs of his knees, their hands tracing his legs. Bill closed his eyes, fighting the urge to respond to the pleasure.

\"Wh...Why are you...are you...\" Words failed him as another harem girl began softly sucking on his navel. He struggled to remember how to speak. \"Why...doing this...?\" He gasped out, trying to keep hold of his sanity.

\"Because, Darling Bill, I am a servant to My Lord.\" Hermione cooed. \"He is my all, and I am his right hand.\" Bill\'s lips parted and his brain struggled to make him deny it...to prove her wrong. All of that seemed somehow distant now, though. \"Girls, back off...let our new pet think about it a bit.\"

Bill gasped, arching his back and writhing on the table. The needles were gone, he thought, dimly. Hermione reached to the side for something and tilted his head back, pinching his nose and pouring it down into the back of his throat. Automatically, the redhead swallowed the peppermint tasting potion, his thought process too far gone to give him any strength with which to resist. Immediately, he felt as if his body was on fire, and he began straining against the bonds holding him, bucking his hips and struggling. One of the harem members caught his eye, and he snarled, pulling until he bled, trying to reach her. A whip blow landed on his cheek, making him blink.

\"Bad Boy! Stay, Bill!\" The voice was firm, it made him hesitate, but the harem member\'s pussy was dripping juices, and he began snarling, trying to reach her once more. Another whip blow landed. \"Stay, Bill!\" He whimpered and looked around in confusion. When the whip didn\'t fall again, he began to move towards the harem member a third time. This time, before he could begin snarling and fighting at the restraints, the whip landed twice hard and fast. \"I said Stay!\"

Bill stayed.

~~*~~

The next time he woke up, Bill\'s first thought was escape. The shackles at his wrists were gone, so he jumped out from where he lay and stood, taking a step...just to be pulled up short and yanked back to his knees by the chain that was hooked to the wall. Bill looked at it and crawled to it, beginning to fumble at it. When he gave a whine of frustration, he reached for his wand, just to find it missing.

\"What?\" He gasped out, softly, looking around. He then became aware of where he was. There was a half-door to the side, and the place that he\'d woken up in was a doggy bed. Sighing, he looked over at a bowl of water. It was that instant that his thirst caught up with him and he crawled to it, leaning down and beginning to lap. He\'d only reached his third lap when he caught himself and picked the bowl up, draining it. It filled again, magically. After draining the bowl, twice, Bill sighed softly and looked around at his imprisonment. In the next moment, he felt all of his blood rushing to his cock, which grew to stick out hard and long between his legs.

Then, two things happened at once. Bill decided to just jack himself off...and the door opened and in walked Hermione with a harem member right after her. Bill looked up and began to move for the harem member when Hermione\'s voice came, sharp and clear. \"Stay.\" Bill whined softly and sat back down, writhing uncomfortably. \"Stay, Bill.\" Hermione said, again, and then she nodded to the harem girl. The girl slowly began to fondle her own breasts and finger her own clit, making Bill whine and start to move for her. He glanced at Hermione, however, and stopped, sitting back down and writhing some more.

Bill stared at the harem girl, drooling. He whined and shifted, leaning down to lap at the water, hoping it would take his mind off of the beautiful temptress on the other side of the room. Instead, he felt the fire in his groin double, and he gave up, looking over towards the harem girl. He stood up and made for her, but something made him stop, something told him that moving towards her would be a bad thing. Bill groaned softly, closing his eyes as he felt something inside him snap. The moment that his eyes went dull, Hermione smirked, quietly. It was just a matter of manipulating their minds, really. Simple. She nodded to the harem girl, who moved forward after casually orgasming to jack Bill off.

Long beyond disobeying his Mistress, Bill sat there silently, casually, as she brought him time after time. Finally, Hermione spoke. \"Bill...Breed.\" He growled softly and grabbed the harem girl with enough force to bruise her. \"No...\" Hermione said, just as he was about to shove himself in. \"Like the dog you are.\" She snarled, coldly. Bill whined, shoving her over and forcing her to her knees. He slammed his cock between her legs and into her pussy. He began to work, fucking her with all of his might. When she screamed out, her pussy tightening around him, he shot his cum hard into her. Panting, he pulled out and leaned down, biting at her back and shoulders possessively. Hermione was about to intervene, when she snarled and snapped back. Hermione sighed and checked to make sure that the harem girl was pregnant, and then she walked over and pulled her around to look into her eyes.

\"Broken.\" She cursed, chaining the bitch up. \"Bitch...well, I got my wish...a bitch for breeding.\" She set out another dog dish and smiled, patting both of them on the head on her way out. Severus and Lucius stood just inside of the door, watching with empty interest. \"Bill.\" Hermione said, turning. He perked up. \"I almost forgot...you\'ll need your shots...and of course, we\'ll need to neuter you. Can\'t have any bad blood if this pup doesn\'t come out well.\" Bill whimpered and moved into his bed, curling up and staring out.

~~*~~

\"Draco...\" Hermione\'s voice was pleasant as she walked out of the room adjoining hers. \"How are you?\" She smiled brightly and walked over to him. Draco gulped, finding his eyes drawn to the sway of her hips. Unconsciously, he leaned in to sniff at her hair, breathing in the intoxicating scent that was uniquely her. \"Draco?\"

Hermione\'s voice brought him back to himself, with a harder cock to show for it. \"H-Hermione...I brought Pansy and Blaise.\" He gulped and loosened hillarllar, just slightly.

Hermione smiled brightly. \"Oh, good.\" She seemed completely oblivious to his discomfort. \"Go ahead and bring Blaise in...I\'ll have Lucius mount her. If it takes this time, we\'ll only need to do it once.\" She smiled and touched Draco\'s elbow. He nodded, only half-listening, and she smirked and walked around the room, lighting inscense and casting a spell as she walked. When Draco walked back into the room, his jaw dropped slightly and his face went slack. A line of drool trailed down his chin as he salivated, staring at Hermione. Blaise was at his right, similarly effected, but Pansy sat, bored, at his left. Groans came from Lucius and Severus\' corner, as usual, as the two men worked each other\'s fetishes to the maximum.

Severus was braced up against a wall, his body tense, muscles showing in every movement as he writhed, pressing harder against the wall until there was sure to be bruising. Lucius\' head was down in Severus\' crotch, and his jaws were working violently. A line of blood could be seen coming from Severus\' cock, which just seemed to excite the black-haired man more. His body tensed until it could do so no more and he cummed, sending his hot load down Lucius\' throat.

Draco whined, softly, against his will. His knees seemed weak...and it wasn\'t until he was on his hands and knees, his cock swelling until it was hard as iron, that he noticed that Blaise was no longer at his side. In fact, Hermione had Lucius mounted on her, fucking her happily. He saw Hermione\'s lips move, but he couldn\'t quite hear her. Struggling up to his knees, Draco got one foot under him and was just about to push himself up when the floor came up to meet him and he knew no more.

~~*~~

When Draco woke, he was nestled in Hermione\'s bed, surrounded by the scent of her. Sighing, he stretched out and arched his back in contentment. He slowly rolled into a sitting position when he noticed something heavy on his neck. Putting one hand to the collar around his neck in confusion, he looked around the room and couldn\'t quite find it in him to take the collar off and leave the room. Indeed, it seemed to him a waste of effort to stand on two legs and walk out. Draco yawned softly and looked down to the corner, where Blaise was curled up with Lucius, the two of them looking rather cozy. Severus was watching with his empty, barely interested eyes, and Draco couldn\'t quite find it in him to be concerned. Severus certainly wasn\'t, so was there a reason that he, Draco, should be?

In the depths of his mind, he registered something being off, but at that moment, Hermione walked in and his attention was completely on her. Indeed, he was off of the bed and hurrying to greet her that it wasn\'t until he was rubbing his face into her thigh that he realized that he was on all fours. Shrugging it off as a problem for later, Draco sighed and ran his tongue over the back of Hermione\'s hand as she ran it over his head.

\"Where do you want her?\" Draco growled, softly, and pressed against Hermione. She was his! Who dared speak to this goddess?

\"Put her on the table.\" Hermione said, paying no attention to Draco\'s anger. He looked up at her, baffled. Surely she was better than to have to answer to lowly pigs such as these! In his bafflement, Draco sat where he was, staring at the Goddess, until he felt a rough foot kick him. With a snarl, he pounced on the foot and bit, hard.

\"Draco, go lie down.\" With a whine, Draco hurried to the bed and obeyed Hermione, though he stared angrily at the men who carried the unconscious blonde girl in and lay her out on the table. Once he saw the girl, he began to salivate and he slid off of the bed and was almost on top of the table when Hermione pulled him back. \"Draco. Go. Lie. Down.\" Hermione\'s voice was more firm this time, colder. He hurried to obey. \"Stay.\" She said.

Draco stretched out on the warm, thick comforter, his eyes never leaving the woman on the table, a line of drool trickling out of his mouth that, every now and then, he\'d lap up. His still hard as iron cock made him writhe, whining and whimpering, as he stared at the strange new woman.

~~*~~

\"Weasley\'s wife.\" Hermione glanced over at one of her harem members, one who\'d been scorned by Ron in the past. She advanced upon Fleur Delacour-Weasley\'s motionless form and was halfway on top of her when Hermione pulled her off.

\"Go jack Severus off.\" Hermione said. \"Severus, breed.\" She pointed to the harem girl, who walked quietly over to where the black-haired male was now standing, his cock standing at attention and waiting for her.

As the moans started up, Hermione grabbed a potion bottle and prepared to break yet another pet. \"I think we\'ll breed this one to you, Draco...\" She said, easily. He perked up and smiled that stupid, empty smile that she\'d noted on Severus and Lucius\' faces when she addressed them. Draco had broken himself, really. At any time, she knew he could pull out of it...which was why his wand was on the bedside table and the collar was easily taken off.

Yes...he would do fine for a mate for Fleur.

~~*~~

Fleur swam upwards towards the light as a peppermint concotion was poured into her mouth. She didn\'t swallow, just began breathing out of her nose...which, after a second, was pinched shut. Fleur swam desperately upwards, trying to remember what to do, when she felt something push on her throat. She arched her back and, when the pressure was gone, swallowed the concoction to take a gasp of air.

Slowly, she became aware of her surroundings, looking to the side to see her husband\'s best friend standing there, smiling. \"Hermione.\" She whispered.

\"Yes, Fleur...I\'m here...\" Hermione whispered. Fleur could hear moaning and gasping distantly. She felt her own body respond, immediately, and a pool of her own hot pussy juice began to form between her legs, making her uncomfortably aware that she was naked and strapped to a table.

She was about to say that she didn\'t do bondage when she heard the scream. \"Oh yes...RON! YES!!! FUCK ME HARDER! YES YES YES!\" And then a howl that signalled an orgasm...from the both. Fleur\'s eyes filled with tears and she sobbed.

\"Why? Ron?\" She cried out, turning her face away from the sounds. Her body, however, betrayed her...and the screams had just made her want more. Her body began to crave touch...any touch...and slowly, she began to feel the touches. Hermione spread an oil across her body...and where the oil soaked in...she felt her body being touched in a million different ways. To torment Fleur, however, Hermione had left her groin and breasts untouched.

\"God...oh...fuck...shit...\" Fleur gasped, beginning to writhe and fight the straps holding her down. Soon, however, the strength went out of her muscles and she was unable to do more than gasp and moan. feltfelt something across her swollen, full of milk breasts...her two year old son still on the tit...and began gasping as a mouth fastened hard over one nipple, then the other. Her eyes parted and she stared, her eyes unfocused, at the two harem members sucking on her breasts, working her torso with their hands and mouths for all they were worth. Funny...she didn\'t remember any women living with her and Ron...where?

She looked between her legs as something harder and more painful than a cock was shoved into her pussy. Ron stood there, between her legs, raping her with...something. She cried out, her body responding in every way it wasn\'t supposed to. She couldn\'t move her arms or her legs...indeed...she couldn\'t even arch her back or buck her hips. Ron slapped her. \"Move!\" He shouted. She was trying! God, she was trying! Her mouth wouldn\'t work...and he slapped her again. \"MOVE, DAMN YOURTHLRTHLESS BITCH!\"

Hermione reached out andppedpped Draco when she saw the sense of self leave Fleur\'s eyes. \"That\'s enough, DraThanThank you.\" Draco stood, moving to mount Fleur as the polyjuice potion wore off. \"No, Draco. Go lie down.\" He whined, but obeyed...and Hermione lifted Fleur up and carried her to the bathroom, bathing her limp body and tucking her into her own special doggy bed. She fastened and magically locked a collar on the part-veela woman and tied her up out of h ofh of the other \"dogs\" in the room.

When she returned to her own room, Draco was gone. His wand was still there, and the collar wasn\'t...so she figured she was safe. Sure enough, the man in question slinked back into the room not too long after, looking pleased with himself. His cock was no longer erect, and Hermione smirked, shaking her head. She took Blaise in and tied her up with Pansy in the other room, looking around at the others. Bill was watching her contentedly, his tongue slowly running over Gia, the bitch he\'d bred earlier, in a way that Gia would have punched him for had she known that it was indecent.

\"You are very, very good at what you do, Hermione.\" Hermione turned her head as Voldemort walked into the room. Immediately, Bill and Gia were at the ends of their chains, first to growl and then, when Hermione warned them, to sniff curiously at the Dark Lord. \"I assume you were successful with the veela, as she\'s now chained up?\"

\"Yes, My Lord. It was easier than I thought it would be to break her. Did any of the deatheaters rape her?\"

\"Many times. You may want to check that she\'s not pregnant before you breed her, Hermione. You have my permission to abort the pup she carries now, if she does.\" Voldemort looked over at the unconscious Veela, who was beginning to twitch. Blaise and Pansy were too busy to notice Voldemort...and they\'d been shown to him enough that they were familiar with him anyways...their faces were buried in each other\'s crotch, sucking bit biting fiercely, making each other moan and move.

Voldemort made a face. \"Hermione, my dear, are you sure this is suitable behavior?\"

Hermione smiled. \"I give them pure, undiluted Passion Root in their water, My Lord. It is the only way I have found to keep them broken. Draco kept them broken before by using them for his sexual pleasures...I do not wish to do that...so I give them Passion Root so that they must either live with the passion or rid themselves of iwithwith each other.\"

\"I see.\" Voldemort watched the women in fascination. \"Amazing...\"

\"Mmm...I\'ve got quite the pack here, now. Depending on what Bill\'s pup out of Gia looks like, I may or may not have him shaved...\" Voldemort shivered. \"Gia threw a damned good pup out of Lucius, so I know she can...but if she doesn\'t out of Bill, then I\'ll have to have him shaved. I\'ve bred him to one other of my harem...and we\'ll see.\" Hermione began absently rubbing Bill\'s head, making him rest it against her hip and sigh. \"Did you come here for any specific reason, My Lord?\"

\" act actually. Do you know Parvati and Padma Patil and Lavender Brown?\"

\"Yes I do, my lord.\"

\"I have secured them to breed to one of your males...it\'s your choice. Oh, and did you find that aging potion for the pups that I left you?\"

\"Indeed My Lord, I did. And Parvati and Padma? I wonder if I might purchase Pai...i...\" Hermione frowned, thig abg about it. \"Maybe a trade? Yes, yes...or I could...\"

\"Just break Goyle? I assure you, darling, that Goyle would be far too easy to break...and you\'d have to have him shaved.\"

\"I could do it.\" Hermione said, quietly. \"It would be a quick and easy way to get what I want.\"

\"If it comes to that, I will allow you to. However, we will see.\"

\"Of course, My Lord. Do you have their pedigrees?\"

\"I\'m sure I could find them, darling. Now mus must be on my way. The Dementors request a meeting.\" Voldemort smiled and kissed her on the forehead. \"Good day, my darling.\"

\"Good night, My Lord.\" Hermione said softly, walking him to the door.

~~*~~

Draco groaned softly and lifted his head away from its pillow...that is, Hermione\'s breast...and stared at the door. Lucius and Severus were already standing from their warm spots at Hermione\'s side, growling softly at the figure in the doorway.

\"Draco...Professor Snape? God, what\'s happened to you? Don\'t you recognize me? It\'s me...Dean Thomas.\" The cloak was pushed back to reveal the black boy, who stared at his former professor and classmate.

\"Stupefy!\" He didn\'t even see the wand that was raised by the dainty hand that lifted out of the bed, wearily. \"Mobilus Corpus.\" When Dean was securely tied, Hermione groaned and rolled over, entangling herself with Draco, even as Lucius and Severus wrapped their bodies back around the two, curling close.

~~*~~

Dean wok see see two identical pairs of gray eyes gazing at him with empty expressions. He turned his head to see Draco and Lucius lying on the bed, curled around the feet of someone else. Looking around to see what woke him, Dean finally lay eyes on the black-haired man slowly running his tongue up Dean\'s cock in long, slow, firm motions. Normally, that would have been a turnoff...but this time, Dean fohimshimself arching his back and groaning. Severus bit down, working his mouth so that his teeth scraped along Dean every time Severus moved his head. Soon, Dean was beyond protest, even if he had wanted to do so.

He was so wrapped up in the man sucking his cock, in fact, that he didn\'t hear the soft voice that bid Severus back to his chain. Dean\'s unseeing eyes stared up at the ceiling, and he groaned. \"Don\'t stop...oh god...don\'t stop...oh...please...I\'ll do anything...I\'ll fucking do anything!\"

\"Anything?\" The voice was a coo in his ear. It was familiar, but he was beyond recognition.

\"Yes...god...please.\" He gasped out.

She walked out...but soon he felt a mouth over his cock...violent...angry. Whomever was sucking his cock was being too rough. Dean tried to speak...but he was beyond protest. Beyond everything. He looked up at the ceiling and knew, somehow, that he\'d do anything to stay here...to be here...it was wonderful...painful...it was...everyt. He. He closed his eyes, and his mind shattered.

~~*~~

\"Good girl, Fleur...come here, girl...\" Hermione said, gently. When the veela obeyed, she led her back in to chain her up. She then cleaned Dean up and chained him with Pansy and Blaise.

\"Draco! Here boy!\" When he trotted up to her, she walked to Fleur and called her. When the veela came, eyeing Draco oddly, Draco\'s face went slack and he began to drool greatly. Hermione had long since recognized this as the expression that he got when he was fighting to keep under control. His cock hardened until it bumped the ground between his legs, and he growled softly, moving for Fleur who stared at him and backed away, slightly. Draco whined and he stopped, fidgeting slightly with need.

Fleur stared at him and sat down, eyeing him. So long as Draco didn\'t move, she would sit and stare at him. Every time he fidgeted closer to her, she\'d jump up and back away warily...but eventually she let him come closer and closer...until he leaned down to lick her breast. Fleur jumped, stared at him hard...

But the oil in the w was was far, far too potent for the veela not to be affected, and the next time Draco\'s warm tongue slid over her breast, she let it. When his mouth fastened on her tit, she let him suck the milk from her sore and swollen breasts...and when he was finished, she let him push her over onto her back. She stared up at him, her half-focused gaze keeping him mesmerized. Draco\'s tongue slowly slid into her pussy, making her arch her back and moan softly. His teeth made a trail along her thighs, down to her knees and back up, past her pussy, along her stomach, and up her chest to fasten on her neck, posessively.

When he shoved himself inside of her, her scream was not from fear or pain.

~~*~~

Hermione laughed softly as she saw Draco trot into the back room, making straight for Fleur, who was staring at him eagerly. She rolled her eyes and stretched, climbing out of bed and calling Lucius and Severus over to their chains. When they were chained up, she patted them both on the head and smiled. The men whined and licked her hands before they turned their attention to the door and growled softly, pressing against Hermione.

\"Hermione, Darling...\" Hermione turned and smiled in that wicked way of hers.

\"Ginny! Oh my god! I didn\'t think you got my owl!\" Hermione ran to the younger girl and scooped her up, pulling her close and kissing her. The redhead slid her hand around the back of Hene\'ne\'s head and held their lips together, prying Hermione\'s lips apart with her tongue and slipping it in to explore the familiar place. Hermione\'s own hands slid up the girl\'s shirt and cupped her breasts, massaging them slowly. Ginny moaned against her lips and pulled back, staring up at Hermione.

\"Gods...I\'ve missed you. When you disappeared...\" Ginny cut off and bit her lower lip, familiar tears coming to her eyes.

\"Oh...oh Ginny...\" Hermione kissed the tears away. \"Oh, Baby...I\'m so sorry...I should have owled you earlier.\" She nuzzled Ginny\'s cheek and wrapped her arms around the redhead, holding her close. Ginny sniffed softly, wrapping her arms around the back of Hermione\'s neck and resting her head in the spot that it seemed meant for...her forehead nestled against the side of Hermione\'s neck and her hair spilling over Hermione\'s shoulder like a curtain.

\"I missed you...I wanted to be with you. Why didn\'t you tell me?\" Ginny whispered.

\"I was afraid that...that I\'d lose you.\" Hermione said softly.

\"Oh, My Only...\" Ginny cooed softly. \"I love you...you won\'t ever lose me. I promise y...\" She was cut off when Hermione\'s lips were crushed against hers. Hermione\'s tongue pried her lips apart and she felt the familiar, warm, delicate hands unbuttoning her blouse, slipping it off. Hermione unhooked Ginny\'s bra and filled her hands with the breasts of her love. Pulling her mouth away from that of the dazed younger girl, Hermione lifted Ginny easily in her arms and lay her back on the bed, pausing only to deftly unbutton Ginny\'s skirt and slip it and the redhead\'s thong off, tossing them aside.

Ginny closed her eyes as Hermione\'s lips fastened around her nipple and the older girl began sucking roughly. She let out a soft moan of pain and pleasure, reaching up to touch Hermione\'s cheek. The older girl ignored her, biting down until Ginny whimpered. Switching to her lover\'s other breast, Hermione repeated the process...finally beginning to kiss down the younger girl\'s body. She shifted, slowly, so that her own pussy was in front of Ginny\'s mouth, even as she bit down on Ginny\'s inner thigh, slowly working her way in to run her tongue into the lips of Ginny\'s pussy. Ginny gasped, her hips coming off of the bed to press her hot pussy into Hermione\'s face.

Hermione shivered in delight at the sight and taste of the juices that were flowing from Ginny\'s pussy. The Weasley had always seemed to react more than most to just being touched. Hermione smiled and bit down on one of Ginny\'s pussylips, sucking on it slowly. Ginny had always shaved, especially for Hermione\'s delight, and vice versa. Ginny groaned softly as Hermione\'s own juice dripped onto her lips. Licking it off, she automatically raised her head and sank her tongue home, making Hermione jerk and groan. Hermione bit down until Ginny was gasping, her head thrown back, unable to continue pleasuring Hermione. She tried to lift her head again, but Hermione bit down once more, signalling that Ginny was to let Hermione have her fun first.

Ginny groaned softly, knowing that if she didn\'t bewitch the older witch before Hermione had her way, she would be lost and of no help to the Order...but when Hermione\'s tongue slid over her clit like that...or when she softly bit down, holding Ginny\'s asscheeks tightly, gripping them so hard that the redhead knew she\'d have bruises the next day...

Ginny decided, as Hermione began to press three fingers in and out of her pussy, that the Order was SOL. Letting out one last shudder, she gave herself to Voldemort\'s Temptress...her screams echoing through the corridors as she orgasmed.

~~*~~

When Ginny woke, she was being held close to someone. She wasn\'t sure where she was, and the person was lying behind her, spooning her body, so Ginny couldn\'t see who it was. She was just about to sit up, when two things happened at once that told her exactly where she was and who she was with. Candles were lit in the room, darkening with the sunset, and the arm across Ginny\'s abdomen tightened, pulling her securely against the front of the woman she was lying with.

\"Hermione?\" Ginny\'s voice was soft, uncertain. She was already fading, however...endless nights of no sleep at all were catching up with her, and her mind and body were ready to check out of consciousness in safety for as long as they could.

\"Shh...\" Ginny felt lips on her temple, her neck, her shoulder. \"Go back to sleep, Angel. You\'re safe.\" Her voice seemed to come from far away, and Ginny sighed in satisfaction as she dropped into darkness.

~~*~~

When she woke, Ginny found that Hermione was gone. She was not, however, alone in the bed. Draco Malfoy was pressed up against her side sleeping peacefully, an interestingly empty look on his face. She screamed and scrambled from the bed, tripping over Severus and Lucius, who\'d come to the ends of their chains to see what the commotion was about. She fell, screaming, and the men were on her, licking and pawing at her body.

\"Lucius! Severus! Go. Lie. Down!\" Hermione\'s voice was liquid poison. The men whimpered and scrambled into their beds, curling up and staring out, hard. \"Here, Angel...\" She set the two coffee mugs she was holding down and leaned down, picking Ginny up. Sitting down, Hermione cradled the younger girl close and rocked her until she stopped whimpering. She then reached up and picked up the fuller of the two coffees and raised it to the redhead\'s lips. \"Drink.\"

It never occured to Ginny not to obey, and she sipped the concoction that was exactly as she liked it, slowly reaching up to take the mug from Hermione and drain it all. When it was gone, she rested her head against Hermione\'s breast, closing her eyes. \"What are Professor Snape and Mr. Malfoy doing chained up in your bedroom, My Only?\"

Hermione sighed softly and kissed Ginny\'s lips. \"I\'ll start at the beginning...See, Tom Riddle had a younger brother...who was a muggleborn witch. His brother married a witch and had a daughter...but they were killed last year. Tom sent his neice into the past to live with muggles and grow up as a...\" She choked on the word. \"Friend...of Harry Potter\'s...\"

When she was done with her story, Ginny was staring at her, entranced. \"So...just like that, you\'re a Riddle?\" Hermione nodded.

\"Hermione Tempest Riddle.\" She leaned down to kiss Ginny. Ginny responded almost too eagerly, and when Hermione pulled back, she looked a bit dazed.

\"So...when we get married, I\'ll be Virginia Weasley-Riddle?\" Hermione nodded. \"Okay...I think I need to think.\" She said, nodding. \"Yeah...I need to be alone to think...\" But she didn\'t move, so Hermione leaned down and began to run her tongue over the younger girl\'s boob. Ginny gasped softly and tilted her head back. \"Hermione...I...I need to think.\"

\"Think later...\" Hermione growled softly. \"Right now, just feel...\"

And she did.

~~*~~

For the third time in a matter of days, Ginny woke up in Hermione\'s bed and stretched. Standing up, she pulled on the clothes that Hermione had left for her and made her way into the bathroom. After quickly cleaning up, Ginny walked out of the bathroom and was on her way to the bookshelf when she heard something from the next room...a woman\'s moaning. Frowning, she opened the door to see Fleur in Draco\'s grasp and Gia in Bill\'s...all of them chained to the wall. She felt the world spin, and she stumbled off to a corner and fell to her knees, puking.

When she was finally able to get back up, Ginny walked over to Bill. \"Bill...oh my god! What happened to you?!\" She knelt down and looked at him. He growled softly and bit her hand when she reached for him. \"Ow!\" Ginny pulled her hand back to her chest and stared at him. She then stood and walked to her sister-in-law. \"Fleur! Fleur!\" The veela looked up at her with a glare, only to catch Ginny in her enchanting gaze...the one she\'d worn since she\'d been broken.

When Hermione walked in, Ginny was still standing motionless where she had been before, a line of drool trickling down her chin. Hermione licked it off, delicately, and gathered her fiancee close, picking her up and carrying her back into the bedroom.

~~*~~

\"Why do you have to go?\" Ginny whined, softly. \"I don\'t want you to leave.\" She stared up at Hermione, desperately.

\"Oh, Ginny...I\'d take you with me but I\'m going to be working with a Veela. Fleur\'s the only one I can take with me, and only her because she\'s part veela.\" Hermione tucked a lock of red hair behind Ginny\'s ear. \"Just remember, Angel, what I told you about the pets...and keep Draco tied up while Fleur\'s gone...he\'s become a Veela-addict.\"

\"Okay, My Only...\" Ginny sniffed softly, reaching up for her lover in forlorn sorrow. Hermione leaned down and kissed her, gently, before she stroked Ginny\'s hair back from her face.

\"Keep Severus or Lucius with you at all times when you go out, Ginny. Promise me.\"

\"I promise, My Only...\" Ginny said, softly. She began to cry again as Hermione walked in to retrieve Fleur and tie Draco up. And then she was gone, with only an \'I love you, Ginny.\'

~~*~~

\"Fleur! ENCHANT!\" Fleur\'s eyes caught the tied up male Veela\'s, and he suddenly fell silent, slacking over in his chains. There was a chain from each wall to his neck, holding him captive. Hermione walked forward and began her work...

When she returned, three days later, she was leading a completely tame male veela by a chain. \"Darling.\" She called out as she tied up Fleur and let Draco loose. \"I have a present for you!\"

Ginny came through the door. \"A present for...Oh!\" Her brown eyes widened as she looked at the Veela, who was staring around the room quietly, pressing close to Hermione. \"What\'s his name?\"

\"He doesn\'t have one...\" Hermione smiled. \"I left it up to you.\"

\"Ooh!\" Ginny squealed. \"I\'ll name him...\" She looked at him. \"Sorcerer!\" She smiled and held out a hand to the Veela, who looked up at her.

Hermione leaned down and whispered an order to the Veela, who captured Ginny\'s gaze with his eyes. Ginny saw a flash of silver and all went fuzzy.

~~*~~

Hermione caught Ginny as she swayed and fell. \"Thank you, Sorcerer...sit and stay.\" When he obeyed, Hermione sat Ginny up against the wall. Their marriage had been several months ago, so Hermione could get truthful answers out of the younger woman now.

\"What is your full name?\" Hene ane asked, softly. Ginny\'s face screwed up as the voice penetrated, and she began to come out of the trance. \"Sorcerer! Enthrall! Enchant!\" Sorcerer caught Ginny\'s eyes with his own and his flashed silver twice.

\"What is your full name?\" Hermione repeated, slowly.

\"Virginia Katalina Weasley-Riddle.\" Ginny\'s voice was vague, empty...distant.

\"What is your purpose?\"

\"To serve My Lord Voldemort in whatever way necessary.\"

\"Are you faithful to your wife?\"

There was a long pause. \"Yes.\"

\"Do you have any regrets?\"

\"Yes.\"

\"What are they?\"

\"That I cannot tell Hermione what I came here for, originally.\"

\"And what did you come for, originally?\"

\"To betray her.\"

\"What changed your mind?\"

\"I...don\'t know.\"

Hermione closed her eyes and sighed. \"Sorcerer...breed.\" She watched, quietly, as the veela used his Lady\'s memories and thoughts to make Ginny respond...only when she screamed out in orgasm, his cock deep within her, did Hermione pull Sorcerer off and tie him near Fleur. She then walked over and lifted Ginny in her arms, carrying her into the bathroom and sitting down to a warm bubble bath. As the warm water engulfed the redhead, her eyes rolled slowly back in her head and she moaned, half in disorientation, half because baths were her fetish.

Hermione leaned over and began sucking, hard, on her wife\'s neck, only pulling away when there was a nice, juicy hickey. She slid one finger into Ginny, who arched her back and shuddered. A second finger joined the first, and then a third. Hermione fingered Ginny until the girl was right at the brink of an orgasm...and then she smirked and pulled back.

\"No...My Only...Please...Send me over...oh god...don\'t stop. DO....\" Ginny\'s voice rose to a scream as Hermione\'s fingers jammed back into her. Her hips bucked uncontrollably, and her pussy tightened as she orgasmed. When she came over, she gasped desperately for breath and settled her head on Hermione\'s chest, sighing.

\"I love you, Ginny.\"

\"Mmm...\"

~~*~~

\"I don\'t understand it!\" Ginny sobbed, staring at her stomach. \"My Only...I have always been faithful! I don\'t know how I\'m pregnant!\"

\"Shh...don\'t worry about it. We\'ll get through this.\" Hermione pulled Ginny into her lap and rocked her, kissing her slowly until Ginny began to fumble at her breasts. When she lifted her head up, the look on Ginny\'s face was proof enough that she\'d always been faithful. \"Don\'t worry about it.\" Hermione whispered, sliding her tongue into the younger woman\'s ear, sliding it out, and then sliding it back in once more, causing Ginny to close her eyes and moan softly.

\"My Only...can we keep my baby?\"

\"I wouldn\'t have it any other way.\" Hermione whispered, biting down on Ginny\'s earlobe and beginning to suck on it.

\"Hermione...please...be yourself.\" Ginny whispered, desperately.

Hermione paused for a moment before she began to massage Ginny\'s breasts, biting, pulling, prodding, and sucking at them hard until Ginny gasped and leaned backwards, nearly out of Hermione\'s lap. Hermione began to rub oil in erotic patterns on Ginny\'s body, and Ginny thought she would turn to fire at her wife\'s touch...

It was much later when Ginny collapsed into unconsciousness.

~~*~~

When the pups were born, it sent Hermione into a flurry of motion. Ginny had been ordered to the bed, and she was attended at all times by the harem girls, who were under strict orders from Hermione that if they failed, they would all be bred and broken. That warning, having witnessed most of the breakings themselves.

Pansy was the first to have her pup, a fine young boy with glittering black eyes and the potential of a great breeder. Gia had hers second, and her pup was a bit less fine, but breedable. Blaise threw third, a bitch of great potential, silver eyes glittering with intelligence, even on her first day. Fleur\'s puppy was several more weeks in the womb before making her appearance, and when she did, Hermione had to chain Draco with Lucius and Severus to prevent him from being torn apart by Fleur. She\'d also had to move Bill and Seamus into a separate kennel that would be used for breeding males from then on, to prevent the bitches from harming them.

The pups were aging in matters of weeks with the potions that they were given. It was designed to speed their growth so that they were on the tit for only five weeks before being weaned. After their fifth month, which translated into roughly fourteen years- Breeding Age- they would be bred. The bitches would be bred immediately after the pups were born, their second moon-cycle, to be exact.

Pansy\'s pup held the black hair and eyes of each of his parents. His skin was olive, much like his mother\'s, and he watched the others in the room with a shrewd cunning that, if not for the lack of intelligence also captured in his gaze, would have made even Voldemort shudder. Ginny hadn\'t yet been ordered to bed when he\'d been born, and she\'d given him the name Zorro, the spanish translation for Fox. His was a softer collar than his mother\'s, a velvet thong that held him chained to the kennel.

Gia\'s pup was bright eyed and brilliant, a shock of red hair capping ice blue eyes that watched everything about him with an unbridled interest that only the youth possessed. Capulet, Hermione had named him. A similar velvet collar held him chained, and he could often be seen playing with it when his mother wouldn\'t.

As for Blaise\'s pup...well, let it be said that should the bitch-pup thrown by the combination of Lucius and Blaise have had any intelligence or schooling whatsoever, she would have been a man-killer. Bright silver eyes peered out from beneath silky hair of the purest white, her skin a dark tan in pallor, the only thing that betrayed the fact that she wasn\'t an albino. Hermione had named her Juliet.

Fleur\'s pup was more of a mystery. Bright silver eyes watched the world with a bored dispassion, as if she felt everything that didn\'t have to do with her mother below her. Her hair had taken up both her father\'s platinum and her mother\'s white, and it shimmered in a silvery sheen of beauty. Voldemort had named her Amour. Appropriate, in Hermione\'s opinion.

And then, amidst it all, Ginny\'s baby arrived in a package of not just one, but tow. Bright brown eyes shone beneath white hair, and upon their birth, they was doted upon by not only Ginny and Hermione, but Voldemort as well, who swore that they would lack for naught when it came to love. Ginny, however, only had a few hours to dote. The children had been so long in coming that their mother\'s womb had been torn and twisted beyond repair...and Ginny Riddle died before sunrise. Veronica had been born at midnight. Valentien had been born at a minute past.

~~*~~

As it always does, life goes on. Hermione redoubled her efforts to produce breeding stock. Unable to bear betraying her dead wife, she did not send V or Ronnie to the harem to break and raise, but instead hired a wetnurse to get the children through until they were ready to be weaned from the tit. Neither did she slip them the potion that sped up their growth, choosing instead to raise them like the mother Ginny couldn\'t be.

Zorro, Capulet, Juliet, and Amour were moved out of the main kennel and into a second, smaller kennel the very day each of them turned five weeks old. Without their mothers for the first time, the puppies cried and refused to eat for the first week. But time ended their memories, and it wasn\'t long before they were playing happily in the kennel. Hermione trained them each for an hour each day, even as she turned her attention back to the breeders.

~~*~~

Fleur didn\'t recognize the kennel that she was led to, nor did she recognize the male standing before her. It didn\'t matter. She was but a quarter veela, and he was full. Sorceror was on her as soon as she entered his kennel, growling and biting at her when she tried to squirm away. He bit down on her still swollen tit, tasting her milk. With a snarl, he drained her breasts, mouth working violently and without remorse. Fleur moaned, pleased despite herself...feeling betrayed by her body\'s response. Sorceror raked his claws over her back and sides, tearing her apart as he feasted on her fear and pleasure.

And then, he was in her, his cock swollen and painful in Fleur\'s still-sore pussy. His body rocked mercilessly against her, as if he were trying to crawl out the other side of her. Her scream, however, was not of pain...and it threw them both over, crashing on the waves of their clis.
s.

~~*~~

Hermione bathed Fleur gently that night, as she did every night, but this night there was an odd gentleness about the woman that the bitch didn\'t often see. Nevertheless, Fleur was too sore and content to notice, and she welcomed her bed eagerly when Hermione chained her back up and let her slip into her bed.

Blaise was the next to come in, led to a new kennel where she was alone to sniff about as she would. Not two minutes later, the door opened and Bill walked in, perking up as he spied Blaise. She walked over to him, stiff-limbed. He ignored her wariness, sniffing at her crotch and running a warm tongue over her clit. Blaise opened her eyes, never aware of closing them, and trembled as he bit down softly. She growled, weakly, and he snarled, biting her stomach harshly. True to her submissive fashion, the bitch rolled onto her back, exposing her stomach to him.

Bill leaned down and sniffed at her abdomen before beginning to lick it...

~~*~~

Hermione sat down to tea with Voldemort one day seven years later, sipping the brew easily.

\"How are Valentien and Veronica?\" He asked, formally.

\"They are doing good. They will be ready for hogwarts.\" Hermione said, calmly.

\"Good, good...and the dogs?\" He asked.

Hermione smirked behind her tea cup. So that was why he was visiting. \"Well, Draco, Severus, and Lucius you can see.\" She had stopped drugging the latter two\'s drinks, as they were getting on in their years. Severus\' silken black hair was a sheer gray, and Lucius\' own hair was a shade paler than it had been. Still, it hadn\'t affected their sexual appetite, and the two older men were sending Draco into so many climaxes per day that Hermione had had to move the younger blonde to a chain beside her bed. He was at that moment curled up asleep, one hand over his nose and chin, long blonde hair spilling over his body. His hair had grown long...so long that it would be to his ankles were he to stand on two legs...and it blanketed his body in a warm comforting mass, easing his sleep.

\"Yes...but I\'m looking for the others.\"

\"Of course.\" Hermione stood and led him into the main kennel. Bill had been moved to a different kennel, where Hermione was keeping all of her breeding males. \"As you can see, Pansy, Blaise, Gia, and Fleur\'s pups are growing well. Juliet and Amour will be bred to Sorceror next week...he throws particularly fine pups out of them. Rowena and Helga are bred to Draco, and will throw their pups soon. As for Maleficent? I\'m going to have Bellatrix take her and Arthur out into the woods and Avada them. Every bitch throws a bad pup now and then, I guess...but I\'ve already drowneo ofo of Maleficent\'s pups.\"

\"What about the bitch that threw Maleficent?\"

Hermione shook her head. \"Her dam, Pony, threw a perfectly good pup this time around, as you can see.\" Hermione motioned to the redhead. \"I guess Maleficent was just her fluke puppy. She was also young when she threw Maleficent.\"

Voldemort regarded the doomed bitch, quietly. \"Who have you bred her to to get the bad pups?\"

\"Well, Maleficent was sired by Draco, and Pony by Zorro. I bred her to Arthur once, hoping that with HIS breeding we\'d get something worthwhile out of her, despite his deformities.\" Hermione explained. \"He\'d fathered a managable pup out of Pony, but to no avail.\"

\"Who is Pony out of?\"

\"Martini and Zorro.\" Hermione said, referring to Fleur\'s second pup and Pansy\'s first.

\"I see...\" Voldemort looked around, taking stock of the bitches available for breeding. \"Well...let us look at your males, Hermione.\"

Hermione stepped through a door into a second kennel, where the weanling puppies were kept. Continuing through it, she opened the door into a third kennel and let him precede her before walking through herself.

~~*~~

That night, all hell broke loose. One of the harem girls woke Hermione, urgently. \"Mistress!\" She cried, very near tears. \"Mistress, the Light Forces are attacking! Harry Potter has come!\"

\"Quick, Daila, wake my children. I will get the dogs.\" Hermione said, quietly. Draco stirred in her arms, his face pressed into her silky black hair. Hermione sat up, gently, and tucked his hair behind his ear. \"Draco...wake up.\" When he obeyed, blinking bleary gray eyes at her, she smiled and kissed his forehead. \"Stay awake, darling...we have to go.\"

Severus and Lucius were considerably harder to wake, hard hearing and near blind in their old age. Still, Hermione got them tucked away in their portable kennels, followed by the other dogs, one by one. She then walked into her own room and with a swish and flick, she was packed. When Veronica ran in through the door, blonde hair flying behind her, brush in hand, Hermione quickly brushed and braided her daughter\'s hair in pig-tails before she turned to Draco, braiding his hair as well. She then walked into each room in her suite of rooms, methodically packing up everything for everyone that she was taking with her.

The sounds of fighting could be heard by the time she lifted her seven-year-old twins up to sit on one of the kennels, and the harem, crowding around the kennels like they were a lifeline, looked fearfully to the door.

\"When you reach the castle, I want you to wait for Draco and I.\" Hermione said, calmly. \"Don\'t touch ANYTHING. It\'s rigged. I should know. I did it.\"

\"Yes Mama.\" Valentien and Veronica responded, automatically.

\"Yes Mistress.\" The harem whispered. Hermione activated the portkey on the kennels and they were gone. She then picked up Draco\'s leash and knelt beside him, gripping his collar, the portkey that would take them to join the others.

Harry Potter burst into the room, followed shortly after by Ronald Weasley.

\"Your lord is dead. Surrender.\" Harry said, coldly. He\'d changed. His sparkling green eyes had gone hard and cold with the betrayal of Ginny, the only woman he\'d ever loved besides Hermione herself, who he thought dead. His hair was longer, held back at the nape of his neck with a black ribbon. His scar showed plainly, and his wand was out, pointing at Hermione.

They recognized Draco, first.

\"Crikey! Malfoy!\" Ron yelped. Harry merely opened his mouth, his eyes widening just slightly. There, he thought, was another traitor.

Hermione stiffened slightly and wrapped her arms around the man that she\'d come to love. He lifted his head and looked at the two men standing before him. Recognition flickered in his eyes, and Hermione watched as his sense of Self returned.

\"Potter? Weasley?\" Draco looked at them for a long moment before he acknowledged Hermione, looking at her fearful face and smiling. He remembered. Oh yes, he remembered. Reaching up, he unbuckled the collar and closed his fist around it, taking one of Hermione\'s hands and closing it around the other end. Her black hair hiding her face, Hermione stood up.

\"I\'m assuming my clothes are there already?\" His voice was low and amused, beneath Harry and Ron\'s hearing. Hermione blushed and nodded. \"Good. Say your piece...and then we\'ll be off.\"

Hermione lifted her head, then, to look at the boys from her childhood.

\"Hermione.\" Ron whispered.

\"No.\" Harry choked out.

\"Hello Harry, Ron.\" Hermione said, quietly.

\"Surrender, Hermione.\" Harry said, coldly, gripping his wand more tightly.

Hermione smiled, then. A bittersweet smile. \"I already have, Harry. I\'m leaving here forever, now. My fortune and Draco\'s fortune will keep us well. I daresay that you will even see us around Hogwarts in four years. But not before, Harry. Not before. Too much has happened. Too much has changed.\"

Harry looked at her, trying to decide if he wanted to trust her or not. Finally, painfully slowly, he inclined his head once before looking to Draco. \"Take care of her, Malfoy.\"

\"Count on it, Potter.\" Draco wrapped one arm around Hermione and pulled her against him, even as she whispered the spell to activate the portkey.

...and then they were gone.