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The Real Wizarding World Chapter Ten

“Who wants to go first?” Harry asked from his chair.

“I will,” Emma said quickly and draped herself over Harry’s lap before Hermione even had a chance to respond.

Hermione looked at her mother a little put out, she thought they would at least talk about it first, but sat down next to Harry to watch. 

“Hermione, ready position,” Harry instructed as he settled Emma on his lap.

Hermione immediately snapped into action, before she could even think she was in position.

“Good girl,” Harry praised.

‘If Harry had said that to me a few days ago I would practically bite his head off,’ Hermione mused. But now she craved it.

Emma felt Harry’s hand resting on her ass, giving it a light squeeze as he kneaded each cheek. Despite how tired she was now, she still felt herself growing wet at his touch. 

Then Emma gasped as before she knew it she felt the sting of four slaps, two to each cheek before she felt the warm touch of his hand caressing her ass again, soothing the sting she felt.

She practically melted into his lap as she felt his ministrations. 

Then without warning she gasped again, this time feeling ten strikes on her ass before the warm touch of his hand caressing her ass again. 

She even felt the tip of his finger press on her rosebud, not penetrating, but slowly turning in a circular motion.

The effect was immediate, Emma could feel she was dripping wet now, ready for anything that Harry put inside her.

Then without warning, 6 more spanks rained down on her ass, surprising her again.

After that it became a sort of game. Harry would tease her body, and just when she relaxed into his touch, that is when he spanked her.

She tried to anticipate when he would spank her next, but he always seemed to surprise her, knowing exactly when to strike.

Sometimes it was a few minutes before he spanked her next, sometimes it was just a few seconds.

She still felt the sting of each slap, just like when Arcanum spanked her, but now with the way Harry was touching her between each spanking she found she enjoyed it more and more.

All too soon for Emma, her spanking was over, but when she tried to sit up, she felt Harry’s hand on the small of her back, pushing her back down.

“Hold on Emma,” Harry said. “Arcanum told me I have to apply this cream as well,” he said as he pulled out a container from his robes.

A moment later Emma felt Harry apply the cream to her reddened ass. It was cold at first but quickly warmed up as he massaged the cream into her skin. After just a few minutes her muscles quickly turned to jelly as she fully relaxed into his touch. 

Emma felt Harry’s thumb pressing against her back entrance. Since it was already slick with the cream, he was able to slide it in with no resistance.

Emma mewed in pleasure as he circled his thumb inside of her, slowly stretching her anal ring open.

After a few minutes she felt his other hand slide underneath her, stroking her clit.

Emma arched her back in pleasure as Harry worked both of her holes expertly, bringing her closer and closer to her third orgasm of the day.

She hadn’t realized when, but Harry had replaced his thumb in her ass with two of his fingers. Then her eyes grew wide as she felt a third finger work its way into her as well.

Emma was now openly moaning in pleasure as Harry brought her to the edge. Just a few seconds more and she would be there, but Harry somehow knew when she was close and backed off just before she reached the height of her pleasure.

Emma groaned in disappointment as, for the third time, Harry denied her orgasm. She couldn’t take it anymore. She had to cum now. “Please Harry, I need it!” Emma begged wantonly.

“What do you need, Emma?” Harry asked. “I want you to say the words.”

Emma hesitated only for a moment as she bit her lip. The way she was behaving it was not how she was raised, but it felt too good to stop now. “Please make me cum! Please!” Emma shouted.

“Hermione,” Harry called. “Come over here and lick your mother’s ass,” he ordered as he extracted his fingers.

Hermione didn’t have to be told twice. She had been watching the whole time, getting wetter and wetter with each passing second. She kneeled on the floor, pulling apart Emma’s unresisting ass cheeks and staring down at her rosebud for a second before she bent her head and licked.

Emma moaned wantonly as she felt her daughter’s tongue circle her ass, multiplying the pleasure she was feeling from Harry’s fingers on her clit. But she still wanted more.

“Harry, please, I need it,” she groaned. 

“Tell us what you want,” Harry demanded.

“Please, Hermione, stick your tongue inside my ass,” Emma begged, instantly rewarded when she felt her daughter’s tongue slither deeply into her ass.

“Harry, I need more,” Emma said. “Please put your fingers inside me.” She let out a long moan as Harry’s fingers started to piston inside of her cunt, followed shortly by Hermione’s tongue matching his pace.

“Cum Emma!” Only a second later, she came hard with a scream of pleasure. “AAAAHHH”

 “Hermione, clean my fingers,” Harry orders as he held out his fingers, coated with Emma’s cum.

Hermione did not hesitate as she sucked his fingers into her mouth, cleaning away every drop.

“Now Emma’s cunt,” Harry ordered.

Emma felt her daughter behind her, delicately licking her thighs and cunt, trailing her tongue up and down from her cunt to her asshole, searching out every drop of cum.

“Good girl,” Harry praised as he coaxed Emma off of his lap.

“It’s your turn now, Hermione,” Harry said as he patted his lap for her.

Hermione bit her lip lustfully as she looked up at Harry. After the spanking she had witnessed her mother take, she was eager to receive one of her own. 

With no hesitation she draped herself across Harry’s lap, then looked over her shoulder at Harry lustfully.

“Are you ready, Hermione?” Harry asked as he ran his palm up and down her ass.

“Yes, Harry,” Hermione said in a sultry voice. “Please spank me.”

Hermione didn’t have to wait long before she felt ten hard slaps land on her ass. She moaned in pleasure when she felt his hand rubbing her ass soothingly and waited in anticipation for the next set of spanks.

She glanced up at her mother to see her looking at them with lidded eyes, tired, but still clearly aroused.

The next 5 spanks came quickly, and Hermione could already feel Harry’s erection pressing into her side. She hoped she would get another chance to taste him tonight.

Hermione couldn’t help herself. There was just something so freeing about submitting to Harry, to let him make all the decisions. She loved the feel of his hands on her ass as he fondled it between each set of spanks.

When she felt him circle the rim of her ass with his thumb, she instinctively clamped down when he pulled his finger away, and when he pushed his thumb back down, she relaxed her ass, welcoming him inside of her.

Hermione knew her ass by now was red from her spanking, but she didn’t care. That feeling just between pleasure and pain was just so intoxicating and she wanted more of it.

“Pull apart your ass cheeks for me,” Harry instructed as he finished her spanking. 

Hermione reached back, exposing herself to Harry and her mother greedily expecting what would happen next.

“Emma,” Harry ordered. “Come here and look at your daughter’s ass.”

Emma crawled around to see Hermione’s exposed asshole with undisguised lust. She desperately wanted to taste her ass again.

“What do you want to do to it?” Harry asked her.

Emma licked her lips as she looked at her daughter’s ass. “I want to stick my tongue in her ass. I want to taste her again,” she admitted.

“Then come over here and get to work,” Harry ordered.

Emma didn’t have to be told twice as she crawled over and easily stuck her tongue inside, flicking it from side to side.

Hermione mewed in pleasure as she felt her mother explore her ass. “Please Harry,” she begged. “I need you inside me, too.”

She felt Harry stick a finger into her cunt. Slowly, teasingly sawing it in and out. “Please, Harry, I need more,” she begged.

Harry said nothing as he pushed another finger into her hole as he continued to tease her.

Hermione growled in frustration. Harry knew what she wanted. “Faster!” she demanded.

Harry picked up the pace, moving his fingers in and out a little faster, but still slower, than Hermione wanted.

“Please, Harry!” Hermione begged desperately. “I need you, please! Make me cum!”

As soon as she said those words, she felt an immediate change. Harry pumped his fingers in and out of her, tapping her clit with each thrust, adding to her pleasure. 

“Cum for me Hermione.”

Hermione was in heaven. All she could think about was her mother’s tongue reaming out her ass as Harry pumped his fingers into her faster and faster. “I’m cuming!!!!” She shouted as she felt her orgasm hit.

Hermione panted heavily as she came down from the most powerful orgasm she had ever had, wondering if it would be even more intense when it was Harry’s cock that was in her cunt instead of just his fingers.

Hermione lay across Harry’s lap as she slowly came down from her orgasm. She could still feel his cock pressing against her side, and somehow it seemed even harder than before. 

“Hermione, Emma,” Harry said. “I need you to take care of something for me,” he said as he helped Hermione off his lap before pulling his cock out of his pants again.

Hermione and Emma kneeled side by side between his legs, both of them staring lustfully at his cock. 

They both started by licking his shaft on either side, working their way up and down, and then Hermione trailed her tongue down to his balls, licking them while Emma sucked on the tip of his cock.

It was obvious Harry enjoyed their attention when he groaned in pleasure. 

Hermione sucked his balls into her mouth, gently sucking and flicking her tongue across them.

“Yes, good girl Hermione,” Harry said. “Do it just like that,” he praised.

Not to be outdone, Emma descended down his shaft, taking him halfway into her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down.

“More Emma,” Harry said as he put his hand on the back of Emma’s head, pushing her further down until his shaft was in her throat. 

Emma held him there in her throat as long as she could, using her throat to massage his cock until she couldn’t hold her breath anymore and pulled back.

“Switch,” Harry ordered as he let go of Emma’s head.

Hermione and Emma quickly switched positions, this time Hermione taking his full length down her throat as she bobbed up and down on his shaft and Emma licked his balls expertly.

“Just like that, girls,” Harry praised as he held onto Hermione’s hair. Pumping his shaft down her throat. 

Hermione moved her head on her own, deep throating Harry’s cock. She knew he would be close now.

When Harry let go of her hair, she pulled back, taking a breath of air, and continued to suck until she felt the first spurt of cum touch her tongue. She sealed her tongue around his tip, making sure not to spill a drop as Harry emptied his load into her mouth.

She was just about to swallow before Harry admonished her. “Share with your mother Hermione.”

Hermione looked between Harry and her mother, wondering how she was supposed to do that when Emma crawled up to her and kissed her.

She felt Emma’s tongue push against her lips and knew what to do. Hermione parted her lips, allowing Emma’s tongue to explore her mouth as they passed the cum back and forth between each other before swallowing.

“Both of you, inspection,” Harry instructed after a few moments to rest.

Hermione and Emma both snapped into the pose and watched as Harry walked behind them. 

First Emma, then Hermione, then felt the now familiar butt plug press against their anal openings. 

After he pushed them inside, the plugs expanded, locking into place.

“You should get some rest,” Harry advised as he walked back in front of them. “Arcanum said that we will have another busy day tomorrow,” he said, glancing back at them before he left the room.

After Harry left, both Emma and Hermione felt they could think clearly again. 

“That was intense,” Emma said as she sat down on the bed.

“I know,” Hermione agreed. “I’ve never seen that side of Harry. He was so in control.”

“I was embarrassed at first,” Emma admitted. “The way I was acting around Harry, the things we did, but once we got started, it was like a drug. I just couldn’t control myself.”

“Do you think it’s the potions they made us drink?” Hermione asked as she bit her lip. “Or…”

“I don’t know,” Emma admitted. “When it was Arcanum, it didn’t feel like it did with Harry. Everything was just so much… more.”

“Do you think we can go back to the way things were after we undo the ritual?” Hermione asked.

“I don’t know,” Emma admitted. “I don’t even know if we can undo it. Do you want things to go back to the way they were?” She asked.

That was the crux of the problem for Hermione. Did she want things to go back to the way they were with Harry? With her mother? Could she ever look at them the same way again after all the things they had done?

“I don’t know,” Hermione admitted. “Everything just happened so quickly.”

Emma nodded. “I don’t know that I could either… just the things we did today with Harry. I don’t think another man could give me that.”

Hermione blushed at the reminder. The things that she had done, both with Emma and Harry, she never thought she would do in her wildest dreams.

Hermione let out a loud yawn as the events of the day caught up with her. She was exhausted. 

“Come to bed, Hermione,” Emma said as she lay down on the bed. “We can talk more about it tomorrow.”

Hermione nodded as she lay down on the bed and Emma draped an arm around her waist. They both fell asleep almost immediately.


Arcanum walked through the halls of the training center, stopping at an office, and walking inside.

“Hello Mr. Weasley,” Arcanum greeted him. “How are our guests doing?”

“Hello, Mr. Arcanum,” Weasley said as he quickly got to his feet to greet him. “Both the Grangers are responding well to the treatments and will be ready for the ritual on time.”

“That is good to hear, Mr. Weasley. In my profession, timelines are very important,” Arcanum replied. “Have they revealed anything interesting while I was not present?”

“No, nothing important, sir.” Weasley shook his head. “Mr. Potter had some ill thought out plans to overpower the guards and escape, but the Grangers talked him out of it.”

“Good, good,” Arcanum nodded. “And Mr. Potter, how does he feel about taking on two slaves?”

“He seems reluctant, but for the safe return of the Grangers, he will do as he’s told,” Weasley answered.

“I will defer to your judgment then. You did go to school with him after all,” Arcanum said.

“Will this really be our last job, sir?” Weasley asked.

“It will certainly be my last job,” Arcanum agreed. “Why do you ask?”

“Well sir, the money is quite lucrative, and it opened doors for me I thought would remain closed forever,” Weasley answered. “Why stop now? There are plenty of muggle-born still out there, and demand has never been higher.”

“I have made more than enough money to retire comfortably,” Arcanum said. “In this line of business, becoming greedy leads to mistakes, and mistakes have a way of catching up with you sooner or later.”

“Much like how Mr. Potter became our guest,” Arcanum reminded him.

Weasley winced at the reminder. “That was unfortunate, but it has also led to our most lucrative contract.”

“That reminds me, how did the clean up go? Was anything left behind?” Arcanum asked.

“No, as per standard procedure, all personal belongings were destroyed, and the entire house has been sanitized. No one will find anything that leads back to us.”

“The neighboring houses have been canvassed, and the muggles’ memories have been altered to show Mrs. Granger packing up and returning to England.”

“Excellent work Mr. Weasley,” Arcanum praised.

“I would like to ask sir, the original buyer for the Grangers. Who was it?” Weasley asked.

“Why do you ask Mr. Weasley?”

“Well, after seeing how the Grangers turned out, I can only imagine how disappointed they must be to not receive delivery,” Weasley answered. “I’m sure that with a little effort, we can find a suitable replacement for them.”

“Planning to venture out on your own then, Mr. Weasley?” Arcanum asked.

“Not exactly sir, the team said they would like to continue operations. With your blessings, of course,” Weasley added quickly.

“Hmm,” Arcanum said. “Well, I can’t say that I am surprised that you would want to continue operations… Very well, at the end of this contract I will reach out to the original buyer and convey your interest in finding a pair of suitable candidates. Should they be interested in your services, I will pass on their information to you.”      

“Thank you Sir,” Weasley smiled. “I appreciate your support.”

“Think nothing of it, Mr. Weasley,” Arcanum smiled. “I’m sure that you will have all the success you deserve.”

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