Chapter 20

The next day's classes go smoothly, though both McGonagall and Flitwick go out of their way to challenge Harry and his retaine The next day's classes go smoothly, though both McGonagall and Flitwick go out of their way to challenge Harry and his retainers.

Finally, Friday arrives and the teens wait in the DADA classroom anxiously.

Once class starts, Snape walks to the front of the room with a top hat in hand. "Good morning. Today we will continue the duels. To make things fairer, the name of every student in this class is in here; I will draw two names out of this hat and the two students will then duel." Snape reaches into the hat and draws out two slips of paper. "The first student is Draco Malfoy." He opens the second piece of paper and suddenly wonders if this was such a great idea after all, "The second student is Hermione Granger."

Draco walks up to the mark smugly as Hermione serenely takes her place. Before Snape can start the match, Draco says, "Ready to be humiliated mudblood?"

Hermione instantly sees red as Snape starts the match. She immediately sends off a Bind spell.

Draco's so surprised at the intensity of the spell that he can't even think to dodge, which proves a very painful mistake.

Hermione next spell Vanishes his clothing and finally, she shouts out, "/HUN FILIWN BIGIADAU!/"

Snape recognizes the hex and tries to shield his student; however Hermione's rage fueled spell tears through his shied without loosing any energy.

Draco screams out in pain as it feels like over a million hot needles are piercing the skin of his entire body. There's not a single patch of skin anywhere on Draco's body over one-quarter of an inch square that hasn't received several stings.

Severus looks at the enraged witch fearfully, "Ms. Granger, please calm down."

Hermione forces herself to relax as she feels the temptation to use several of the more permanent curses she's found as of late.

Snape relaxes as Hermione lowers her wand and walks back to her seat.

Hermione sits down as the class watches in fear.

Snape sends one of the students for Madam Pomfrey and dismisses the class.

All of the students, except for Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville, hasten out of the room as the nurse enters.

She takes one look at Draco and promptly Stuns him before she casts a levitation spell on him and leads him out of the room.

Hermione watches Draco being taken out of the room. As soon as he's out of sight, she turns to Harry and starts to cry.

Harry wraps his arms around her and holds her while the other two shoo Snape out of the room and guard the door while their friend recovers.

Finally, Hermione pulls away, "Thank you Harry."

"It's not a problem Mione."

The door opens and Ron sticks his head in, "You alright Hermione?"

Hermione wipes the last tear from her eye, "I'm fine Ron."

"Good, cause the Headmaster wants to talk to the pair of you."

Albus walks through the door and says, "Mr. Potter, I need to speak with you and Ms. Granger in my office immediately. You both are dismissed from classes for the remainder of the day; however, I would appreciate it if you would instruct your other retainers to resume their normal schedule."

Harry and Hermione both stand up and walk out of the room.

"Ok guys, do what the headmaster said. However, I have a feeling I'm going to want Narcissa for this meeting."

Albus smiles, "I anticipated that request. She is awaiting us in my office."

Harry nods and leads the small party to the gargoyle which jumps out of the way as they approach. The teen sit down across the desk from Albus. "First let me say Ms. Granger that I am slightly disappointed; however, from Professor Snape's version of events, your lashing out was quite justified. Regrettably, Harry, you of your retainers has broken the rules of this school. I must insist that you punish her in accordance with her offence or else I will be forced to take matters into my own hands, which in accordance with the rules that govern the school will result in Ms. Granger's expulsion." His eyes are twinkling, "I need not know the details of this punishment, only your solemn vow that you will punish her."

Harry looks over to Hermione and nods his head sadly, "Very well sir."

"Thank you Harry. Now on to the other matter which I needed to discuss with you. Ms. Granger did technically violate the law. The use of a Regulated Spell must always be justified before the eyes of the law, much like the use of lethal force in the muggle world. This will only become an issue if Mr. Malfoy chooses to make one of it. However, it will be several weeks before he can make his claim. He is to be transfer to St. Mungo's within the hour for treatment; your spell was surprisingly powerful Ms. Granger."

The two nod in understanding.

"Do you have any other questions?"

Harry looks at Hermione who shakes her head slightly, "Not at this point sir."

"Very good Harry; I would suggest you punish your retainer quickly before word of this incident can reach the wrong ears."

Harry nods his head confused, but leads the other two ladies to their room.

Once the door is closed Narcissa start to laugh wildly.

The teens look at each other confused and Harry says, "Would you mind explaining what you find so funny Narcissa?"

Between bouts of laughter, Narcissa manages to say, "I'm sorry master, but this is quite perfect. I doubt you realize it, but the headmaster gave your complete freedom in how you deal with Hermione."

The teens exchange looks, "What do you mean complete freedom?"

Narcissa is down to merely giggling as she says, "You can punish her in any way you please master, from a simple slap on the back of the hand to several hours of torture. All that is required is that you punish her."

Harry nods his head as he looks at Hermione and says, "You did step over the line Mione, and punishment is certainly in order. However, given your circumstances a high degree of compassion is in order."

Cissa says, "Master, might I make a suggestion?"

Harry nods his head for her to continue, "Perhaps a spanking master. That does convey a certain degree of discipline but it is also generally quite merciful, at least when compared to some punishments you have concocted."

Harry nods again, "Does this sound acceptable Hermione?"

Hermione is blushing beet red and murmurs her consent.

Harry bobs his head a bit as he thinks, "Alright then, I'm going to give you a choice Mione. Your choices are five hard swats, ten medium swats, or twenty light swats on the bum."

Hermione is studying her feet rather hard as her mind works. Finally, in a voice barely above a murmur, she announces her decision, "Ten swats."

Harry nods his head and looks expectantly at Narcissa who nods her head in understanding.

The blonde thrall leads her master and mistress to the study, "Please sit down master."

Harry sits down while Hermione shakily undoes her robe. The layer of cloth falls to the floor revealing a rather nice dress. Hermione moves so she is lying across Harry's lap.

Narcissa's grin is a strange mixture of evil anticipation and benign intent as she goes behind her mistress and pulls the young witches dress up exposing her panty covered arse.

Harry feels his body start to react as his thrall grabs Hermione's waistband and pulls her knickers down around her knees.

Hermione's face is almost hot enough to boil water as her naked bum is exposed to Harry's gaze.

Harry shakes his head violently as he draws back his hand and delivers a firm blow to one of Hermione's arsecheeks.

Hermione stifles a moan at the sting from the first blow, but she can't completely stop the yelp as the second blow lands on her other cheek.

Harry delivers the third blow which also results in a yelp from his friend while trying to keep the more lurid thoughts from dominating his mind.

Hermione forces her legs and hips to be still as the fourth blow stings her bum. As the sixth blow lands, she starts to wonder if this is a good idea and hopes that there won't be a wet spot on Harry's robe.

Harry lands the seventh swat to the bushy haired witch's bum and is startled that her yelp sounds unpleasantly close to the ones from Bella when he punishes her. The eighth blow confirms Harry's suspicions; he's positive that the shout is a mix of both pain and pleasure.

Hermione can feel Harry's cock twitch under her as he lands the eighth blow on her arse which makes her fairly light headed with arousal. The ninth blow leaves her head spinning and she hopes her humiliation isn't compounded by coming on Harry's lap from a spanking.

Harry decides to land the tenth blow across the crack of Hermione's arse and gets the surprise of a lifetime.

Hermione bites her lips to keep from screaming out as Harry accidentally lands one blow directly on the butt-plug.

The young wizard can't believe his eyes as he watches his best friend shudder in orgasm from being spanked!

Hermione finally comes down from the earth shattering climax and goes to crawl off Harry's lap.

As Harry watches the young witch move off of him, he sees her arsecheeks spread just enough and he almost passes out. When Hermione is on her feet, he says, "Her... Her... Hermione, are you wearing a... a... a butt-plug?"

Hermione blushes crimson and replies in a meek voice, "Yes I am."

The entire situation is too much and Harry's world spins moments before darkness claims him.

Narcissa manages to catch her master before he can tumble out of the chair. She looks at her mistress in admiration, "I'm surprised you had it in you honey. I suspect that we will need to have a very interesting talk in the near future."

The two witches manage to get Harry into his bed without waking him.

Narcissa leaves to deliver the message to Cho while Hermione sits next to the bed and wonders how in Merlin's name she is going to face her best friend when he wakes up.

Her mind is jumbled heap as different thoughts race through her mind. "What's wrong with me? I'm not a slut. Only a slut would climax from being punished though. Then there's that butt-plug! Why oh why in Merlin's name did I every want that damn thing in me!" Hermione's mind races, trying desperately to appease her self-image with what she's found out about herself as of late. "Am I really a slut? No, I don't want to shag everything with a penis, just Harry. But why am I turned on so much by things only a slut would like? But what about Tonks? She's not a slut, a flirt yes, but not a slut. She seemed to like being sodomized by Harry. Bellatrix is a twisted bitch perhaps, but she's not a slut either and I know she was turned on when Harry spanked her. Then there's what Tonks said, is enjoying a spanking really that common? Could it actually be normal for a person to be turned on by chastisement?" Her musings are cut short as she sees Harry start to stir. Hermione eyes the door carefully, considering bolting, but she stays, knowing that this is a conversation that needs to be had.

Harry wakes up from the strangest dream, Hermione had hexed Draco a good one, but then Harry had been forced to spank her, causing her to climax. Then he saw that she was wearing a butt-plug. He slowly sits up and looks around. He sees Hermione and pales. "That wasn't a dream was it?"

Hermione shakes her head sadly.

"Do you want to talk about it now or wait for later?"

Hermione looks away from Harry. She stands up and walks to the window where she stands and stares for a moment. "I want it to wait, but I think we need to have it now."

Harry moves so his feet are hanging off the edge of the bed. "Alright, then where do we start?"

Hermione still has her back to Harry as she says, "Are you disgusted with me?"

Harry gives his girlfriend an odd look, "Why would I be disgusted?"

"Because I've been acting like a slut lately."

Now Harry's truly confused and his voice reflects that, "You've lost me. How have you acted like a slut?"

Hermione turns around ready to rip into Harry for mocking her, but when she sees the honest confusion in his face, her anger suddenly evaporates. "You honestly don't think that I'm a slut? You watched me climax from being spanked for Merlin's sake! How can I not be a slut?"

Harry slowly stands up and walks over to Hermione. He wraps his arms around her in a hug, "The more important question is, how could you be?"

Hermione leans her head against Harry's shoulder and asks in a very quiet voice, "What do you mean?"

"Hermione, we are both teenagers. This is the time when we learn most of the more disturbing things about ourselves. It's also when our urge to experiment is at its peak. This might just be a phase you're going through; something you will out grow or it might be part of who you are. A part of yourself might be yearning to let go of control."

Hermione thinks about Harry's words, "Could he be right? Could this just be the result of wanting someone else to be in charge?" She looks at him, "When did you get so wise?"

Harry gives her a half-grin. "Beat me; I think I have tapped into Cissa for a moment there." Both of them laugh quietly as they separate.

Hermione looks at Harry with something very akin to love in her eyes, "Thank you Harry. I think I'm going to be working through this for a time to come, but now I have a counter argument."

"Talk to Narcissa about doing some research for you. There's a historical precedent for almost anything."

Hermione shakes her head knowing that he's right.

"Well, we've got a full day free Hermione. Any thought on how to spend it?"

Hermione smiles, "How about making preparations for the first DA meeting."

Harry curses himself for an idiot, "I had completely forgotten."

The witch shakes her head, "I know. Narcissa and I started working on them last night. What we're lacking right now is a day to start."

Harry nods his head as he runs possible dates through his mind, "Tomorrow or the day after might be best honestly. Next weekend is the first Hogsmead weekend and I may have some rather pointed plans then."

"Involving Cho?"

"Probably, if things go as she wants them to during her audience at least."

Hermione nods still somewhat unsure. "Harry, I have a favor to ask of you."

"You can ask anything of me Hermione, my lady."

Hermione blushes at Harry's high comment, "I need to talk to mum and dad about the way things have been going."

Harry nods his head, "I'll speak to Albus immediately. If he's agreeable, then what would you think of leaving for #12 tomorrow after my talk with Cho and coming back Sunday night?"

Hermione's smile is almost enough to light up the room on its own. "Thank you Harry. Is there any way I can thank you?"

Harry grabs her in a hug again, "Consider this a part of my payment for all the stuff I've put you through over the years."

Hermione pulls back and glares angrily at Harry, "Harry James Potter repeat after me please."

Harry recoils a bit and says, "Alright."

"I am not responsible for the actions of other."

"Uh, I am not responsible for the actions of others."

"I will not blame myself for the actions others take."

"I will not blame myself for the actions others take."

"I have not forced anyone to act against their will."

"I have not forced anyone to act against their will."

"I have not forced my friends to follow me; they have done so out of their own free will."

"I have not forced my friends to follow me; they have done so out of their own free will."

"Good, now kiss me."

"Good, now," Harry shuts up and grabs Hermione. He gently presses his lips to hers, a silent promise for the future.

When the pair parts, they hear a sniffle by the door. They turn with wands already in hand to find Narcissa wiping tears from her eyes. The teens exchange looks as the blond witch crosses the room and grabs both teens in a bone crushing hug. She kisses each of their foreheads before releasing them. "I'm so pleased that you two are finally coming together."

Harry gives his thrall a dirty look and quickly dismisses the idea of spanking her for ruining the moment. "I need to talk to Albus immediately Narcissa."

The witch in question nods her head and the pair quickly leave the suits, where Hermione sits down and plans out what she wants to discuss with her parents.

The pair arrives at Dumbledore's office and finds the headmaster reading a report as they enter. "Ah Harry, have matters been dealt with?"

Harry sits down uninvited, "If you mean have I punished Hermione, then the answer is yes. However, I need a small favor."

"Yes?"

"I was wondering if it would be possible for Hermione and myself to visit with the Granger's this weekend."

Albus nods his head, "When would you like to leave?"

"I have the talk with Cho scheduled for tomorrow, so right after that."

Dumbledore nods once more, "If you could settle the matter this evening; then you could Floo there immediately."

Harry nods his head, "Cissa..."

"Meet Ms. Chang immediately after class and bring her to your room, yes master."

Both Albus and Harry grin, "Thank you Cissa. What would I do without you?"

Narcissa smiles gently, "Let us hope we never need find out."

Harry nods in agreement, "Albus, would you please contact Remus and see if the Grangers are interested in this arrangement?"

"I'll notify you if things don't go as planned."

"Thank you," Harry says as he stands up.

Albus nods as he sketches out a quick note and hands it to Fawkes.

Harry and Narcissa return to his suite. Tonks comes in swearing up a storm, threatening to hex the hands off the next male besides Harry who grabs her bum. When Narcissa reaches over and give her arse a quick squeeze Tonks almost hexes her right there. Harry reaches over and gives Tonks bum a quick smack which seems to calm her down.

Near the end of the day, Harry sends Tonks to pick up Bella and Cissa to fetch Cho.

Bella and Tonks return first, though Tonks Disillusions herself and the group waits in the study until Narcissa leads a blindfolded Cho Change into the room.

Cho looks around the room and sees Hermione looking at her thoughtfully; Bellatrix LeStrange giving her a slightly heated look; Narcissa Malfoy looking at her coolly; finally she looks at her hopeful future master, who is glaring at her outright.

Harry's voice is harsh as he says, "Chang, I agreed to this against my better judgment. You approached my thrall about joining my little group. Your actions last year have biased me against you. However, I will listen to your arguments before I make a final decision."

The Asian Ravenclaw swallows hard, knowing that this is going to be unpleasant. "Alright, my first argument is that I am a Ravenclaw. My knowledge of spells and other assorted topics is almost unparalleled."

"I have two Ravenclaw's already. Hermione and Narcissa, both of whom were offered a shot at that House; I hope you have another argument."

Cho chooses her next words carefully, "Then perhaps the fact that I'm a powerful witch in my own right. You gain a small amount of power from each thrall you have."

"I already have powerful thralls. Your addition would not be a great asset."

Even Hermione cringes at Harry harsh tone and cruel words.

Cho has tears in her eyes, as she says, "DAMN IT ALL! I WANT TO BE YOUR SLAVE, ISN'T THAT ENOUGH?"

Harry's taken back by Cho's pleading tone. He looks at his thralls questioningly. Cissa nods her head slightly and Bella follows suit. Harry can feel Tonks agreement. He's still unsure when Hermione speaks up, "Harry, may I say something?"

Harry nods his head.

"Chang's addition to your harem would increase your chances of defeating Riddle. It would give you another source of power when fighting; another set of eyes when researching; and an extra wand when defending yourself."

Both Cho and Harry are shocked by Hermione's words, "You endorse this Hermione?"

"Yes I do," the grin Hermione turns on Cho is absolutely feral, "though my reasons are not wholly pure."

Harry nods his head in understanding, "Very well Cho, I will give you an opportunity to prove your determination. Return to your dormitory tonight. Your test will begin during the first Hogsmead weekend. Do you understand?"

Cho kneels down, "Yes master."

Harry nods and Cissa approaches the kneeling witch and blindfolds her once more before leading her out of the room.

Tonks appears and says, "You are really going to go through with it."

"I am. If she can make it through that test then she's determined enough to become a thrall."

Each of the ladies nods in understanding.

Cissa returns and says, "What do you wish to do about the others master?"

Harry thinks, "If they have their homework finished and wish to, they may accompany us."

Narcissa nods and leaves for a moment.

"Bella, please pack sufficient supplies for three days."

"Yes master."

Cissa is returning as she sister departs. "Ms. Weasley wishes to join us master, the others will remain here. Though Mr. Weasley and Ms. Lovegood requested the use of my sister's room."

"What do you mean Cissa dear?"

Narcissa blushes, having forgotten to show this room to her master. "My apologies master, we were saving that room until one of us angered you. However, Ms. Lovegood deduced its existence and mentioned she might enjoy a little time there with Mr. Weasley."

Harry stares hard at her. "My friends my visit as they please. However, I wish to see this room myself."

Cissa's throat constricts as she lead her master to one of the walls in his bedroom. She touches the wall and a doorknob appears. Narcissa opens the door and allows her master entrance.

Harry gasps as he sees the room. Every wall is cover in chain, whips and other devices of torture. He can easily identify one Rack and several sets of manacles hang from the ceiling. Harry turns around. "If they want to use that room, I'm not going to pass judgment on them."

Narcissa and Bellatrix both sigh in relief. Narcissa says, "Shall we leave master?"

"Yeah, let's go get Ginny and then see Albus."

Bella grabs the bag with the supplies and they grab the youngest Weasley as they go to the headmaster's office after making sure Luna knows her request has been granted.

Albus wishes the group a happy weekend and hopes Harry's plans don't get disrupted.

Harry and company tumble out of the fireplace at #12 to find Remus and the Grangers waiting for them.

Remus helps Harry to his feet. "Hiya pup, now what's up?"

A/N: Until next time.