To The Victor Go The Spoils - Chapter 12

Summary: An ancient law founded long before the time of Merlin awakens after Harry strikes down Voldemort. Now the oaths of all the Death Eaters transfer to him. Bound to his service, the war criminals must now hand over their fealty, wealth, and even their wives and daughters to satisfy the ancient rite.

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A Promise Kept

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“I must say Narcissa you are positively glowing these days! The single life really suits you!”

She smiled politely at her “friend’s” words and paused to sip her tea. Across from her, Eloise Nott smiled back almost sickeningly sweet. If it were up to her, she’d never have stepped a single foot in the Nott family home, much less sit in their living room and drink tea with the haggish Lady Nott. Unfortunately, it was a small sacrifice in order to help Astoria.

“Yes well, it seems my recent split from Lucius has created many new opportunities for me. Opportunities I would not have if a particular dark fool had his way.”

Her barb had the intended effect. Eloise’s nostrils flared slightly as her smile cracked into a scowl. Good, Narcissa thought, let this dreadful sow know where I stand when it comes to our former ‘master’. Yet just as soon as the scowl appeared it was no sooner replaced by a mocking smirk.

“Oh yes. I have no doubt. I’m sure you’ve worked hard to… create many of those opportunities yourself. Tell me- does Lord Potter-Black keep you in his bed every night or does he alternate his playthings nightly?”

Anger like a white-hot knife pierced her chest. Her blood screamed for her to curse the spiteful woman where she sat but Narcissa restrained herself. She let the anger cool yet not extinguish. It burned smoldering low to temper her rage into the sharpest weapon at her disposal.

Narcissa smirked dangerously and leaned towards the Nott matriarch. “Oh, every night to be sure Eloise. Make no mistake, I am our lord's favourite and with that comes oh so many advantages! I hear you’ve been trying to match your snivelling little rat of a son to Daphne Greengrass. Quite an admirable goal if a little too ambitious for someone of your… standing.” She sneered. “However, I’m afraid it simply won’t happen. You see our lord has taken a liking to Miss Greengrass, as have I. The things she can do with her tongue are-” Narcissa feigned a shiver of delight. “-exquisite.”

Eloise reared back as if she’d been struck. “You- You have no shame! The horror that a woman of your breeding would become a filthy-!”

“Whore?” Narcissa interrupted. “Harlot? Slut? Call me what you wish Eloise, it matters not. In the end, you- the perfect pureblood lady- will spend her life penniless and bitter while I’ll be rich, powerful, and getting shagged by our lord’s fat fucking cock! I dare say being a whore has its advantaged yes?” Eloise tried desperately to form a response but it seemed that words eluded her as she sat gaping up at Narcissa. “Don’t worry dear! I will ensure our lord gives your son a match worthy of his standing. I believe Milicent Bulstrode is yet to be married?”

Eloise went white as a sheet. The Bulstrode girl, while never a great match, had fallen even farther since the war ended. It was common knowledge that the poor girl was now a prostitute working the side alleys of Knockturn for coin. What little she made was quickly spent on all manner of illicit substances. Theodore marrying her would be a social death sentence for the Nott family, if not an actual one. Who knew what diseases that girl had after all?

“You cannot-”

“I think you’ll find I can! Lord Potter-Black certainly won’t object to my decision!” She exclaimed.

Eloise stammered nervously, her teacup crashing to the floor as she fought to compose herself. “Narcissa, please! I-I’m truly sorry for my words, I did not mean them! Do not betroth my son to that girl, I’ll do anything!”

Internally Narcissa smirked. The Lady Nott was right where she wanted her and now it was time to go for the kill. 

“Well… perhaps I was a bit hasty. I certainly wouldn’t wish the horror of marrying your son on anyone, even poor Milicent.” She hummed in mock thought and pursed her lips. “I will give you a choice then. Cease your efforts with Daphne Greengrass and I will consider this little transgression forgiven. Otherwise, your son will be wed to Miss Bulstrode before the month ends.” 

Eloise nodded her head frantically. “Yes! Yes of course! Miss Greengrass and her family will have no more trouble from us I swear!”

“Good. Another thing- We are well aware of your attempt to blackmail Daphne with her sister’s curse. Lord Potter-Black was obviously displeased with this. As such, you will have Theodore come personally to the Greengrass offices and dispel the curse. If he does not, then you will not have to worry about marrying him to anyone dear. Our lord will kill him personally.” She bit out with a growl.

Soon enough, Narcissa was walking through the Nott estate gates with a winning smirk on her face and Eloise was left shakily pouring herself a drink while calling for a house-elf to fetch her son.

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Harry and Daphne looked up from the kitchen table as Narcissa marched into the room with an unreadable expression.

“Did they accept?!” Daphne asked hurriedly as she stood. “Please tell me my sister will be alright!”

Narcissa stared at the frantic blonde for a moment, letting a beat pass before a wide smile spread across her face. 

“You’ll be happy to know that soon Astoria will be free from her malediction and that you should not have any more trouble from the Nott family again.” She said.

Daphne launched herself at the older woman. Tears streamed down the girl's face as she thanked the woman over and over again.

Narcissa simply laughed and hugged the girl tightly. “Of course my sweet, but you should not be thanking me. It was, after all, Harry’s idea.” She pushed Daphne away and turned her towards their lord.

“All I did was send you a letter about what happened. You were the one who really did all the work Cissy.” Harry waved her off. “‘Sides, kicking the Nott’s down a peg is always fun.”

Narcissa hummed. “Yes but without you, I nor Daphne would have had the power to put a stop to their plot. I believe that still entitles you to a reward my love. What do you think Daphne?” She leaned down

The younger blonde’s face instantly changed from tearful relief to a more… hungry visage. 

“I think you need to show me to the bedroom Narcissa, he’ll join us quickly enough if he’s smart.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” Narcissa smirked as she pulled Daphne out of the kitchen. “Don’t dally my love~” She called behind her shoulder.

Harry sat motionless for but a moment, before jumping up and rushing from the kitchen in a haste. Pansy squealed in surprise as he passed her cleaning in the hall. The brunette watched him dash past in shock before rolling her eyes and muttering something about sexy blondes.

He caught up to the duo just as Narcissa pushed open the door to their bedroom. Inside, Isabella looked up from where she was lying on her stomach atop the bed, reading a novel. The fact that she was topless did little to dissuade her from propping herself up on her elbows and showing off her large caramel breasts. The piercings hanging from her dark nipples only served to make the sight of her tits all the more alluring.

Isabella watched them enter with interest, though not before sending a hateful glare towards Narcissa. The two women still couldn’t stand each other.

“I’d ask what has the three of you rushing in here so quickly if it weren’t so painfully obvious.” The Italian woman said with a pointed glance towards Harry’s tented crotch.
“Out Isabella, I’m not dealing with your games right now.” Harry ordered.

Isabella clicked her tongue and stood, her breasts bouncing erotically as she did so. “That’s not what you said this morning ‘master’.” She said mockingly as she closed her book. “But fine. I’ll let you have fun with your blonde whores. Find me when you’re ready to fuck a real witch.”

Harry stepped towards her retreating form with a scowl but a hand on his shoulder stopped him. “You can punish her later. I’ll even help you do it.” Narcissa hissed into his ear. “But for now you’ll do as she says and play with your two needy sluts~” She dipped her head down and teasingly bit the lobe of his ear causing Harry’s breath to hitch.

With a growl, Harry spun around and hefted the blonde into his arms by her thick thighs. Narcissa’s gasp was cut off as he smashed his lips against hers and carried her to the bed.

They fell onto the plush mattress without a word save for the soft moans as their tongues fought for dominance. Harry’s won out in the end and soon he was exploring her mouth deeply while ripping at her black cocktail dress.

“MMM!” She exclaimed and broke the kiss. “D-don’t you dare- fuck!- rip this dress! Oh Merlin!” He was sucking on the spot that always drove her wild and Narcissa’s hips bucked in response. Yet as he descended further down and pulled at the straps of her dress, another pair of lips replaced his.

Narcissa whimpered against Daphne’s mouth. The younger girl’s lips were softer and much fuller than Harry’s and the buxom blonde couldn’t help but revel in the way they felt against her. 

“Why doesn’t- Ah fuck it.” 

Narcissa cursed internally as she heard her lover curse under his breath. She knew what would come next.

RIIIIIIIPPPPP

“You’re paying for that Potter!” Narcissa groaned.

“Yeah sure, Daphne can you shut her up please?” 

The younger blonde peered down at her with deep hooded eyes and a sultry smirk. “Oh most definitely~”

Daphne moved like a flash. One moment she was kneeling next to Narcissa fully clothed and the next she had her bare pussy hovering inches above the older witch’s face.

Narcissa felt her own pussy clench at the sight of the young girl’s sweet quim and she reached up to dig her nails deep into the blonde’s pale thighs.

“Yesss!” She hissed and began to pull the younger girl down. “Come let your mistress have a taste.”

Daphne moaned deeply as Narcissa’s wet tongue ran itself between her folds. She fisted handfuls of the woman’s light blonde hair. Jolts of pleasure spiked through her core with every flick and twist of Narcissa’s tongue and soon Daphne found herself rocking her hips to grind her pussy harder against the woman’s face. 

From behind her, Harry was prying the Black sister’s legs open. A whimper from Narcissa was muffled by Daphne’s cunt as Harry rubbed his tip against her entrance. 

He didn’t take it slow or sensual. Lust was burning too hot in his veins to even consider it but in the end, there was no reason to. Harry had taken her countless times and in countless ways. So when his cock slammed into her pussy, Narcissa only wailed in pleasure. Her walls gave way to him without a fight, greedily pulling his cock in further. There was no hesitation or brief pause from him. As soon as his cock slammed into her and stretched her pussy wide he had already begun to set his pace.

Loud slaps filled the room as he brutally slammed into her pussy. Narcissa did her best to keep up her ministrations on Daphne’s cunt and not succumb to the pleasure, but it was a near thing. Her first orgasm had hit sudden and hard. She trembled between Daphne’s thighs as her cunt flutterest around her lover’s cock. If it wasn’t for her tongue slurping at the younger blonde’s folds, Narcissa would have screamed in ecstasy until her throat was raw.

It came as no surprise to her when Daphne tumbled over the edge not long after. She had essentially abused the pretty witch’s clit over the last 10 minutes and all it took was a single soft bite of the small nub to have her come undone. Daphne came near silently, the only tell of her climax was the way her legs clamped suffocatingly around Narcissa’s head and the small mewls leaking from the girl’s lips.

Narcissa smirked from under her and continued to lap at her cunt even as she came. Her juices soaked the buxom blonde’s chin and yet the woman still kept going. Daphne cried out from the overstimulation and fell to the side, whimpering as she clutched her quivering pussy. Narcissa paid the girl no head as she threw her head back and moaned in pleasure. Harry’s cock had yet to stop ravaging her pussy and it wouldn’t be long till she came once again.

Her mind was too hazy with pleasure to notice Daphne shakily pull herself up and move further down the bed. It was only when she felt something wet and warm suddenly whirl around her clit did she realize what the sneaky witch was doing. Narcissa screamed as her cunt spasmed once more in climax. From below Daphne lapped at the juices gushing from her pussy, every now and then flicking her tongue across Harry’s thrusting cock as well.

Harry grunted from the way her cunt fluttered around him. The older witch’s tight walls were as heavenly as always and he could feel himself approaching his peak. Yet it wasn’t her pussy he wanted to fill, at least not just yet.

His cock lurched within Narcissa’s wet folds. He couldn’t hold it back any longer and he pulled himself free from the older woman’s cunt with a wet ‘schlik’. As quick as he could, he lashed out with his hand and grabbed hold of Daphne’s honey-blonde locks. She gasped in surprise but was cut off by his thick cock forcing its way inside her mouth.

Harry let out a deep groan as he spilled within the witch’s warm mouth. Daphne froze as the first spurt of cum splashed against her tongue. By the second and third, she threw caution to the wind and began to suck greedily on his pulsing cock. She hummed quietly in satisfaction as she swallowed his large load.

He let out a strangled gasp and threaded his fingers through her golden strands of hair. Daphne took this as a sign to keep going. She descended further down his length with slow bobs of her head. Ever time his cock would push down her throat, she’d rock her head back and forth forcing such wonderful sensations to travel up his length. Within only a few moments, Harry was rock hard once more.

Daphne pulled off him with a ‘pop!’ She smirked up at him teasingly while absentmindedly stroking his cock. “So hard for me, even after fucking poor Cissy’s brains out~” She leaned down and gave his tip a sloppy kiss. “Do you want to fuck me now Harry? Do you want to make me cum all over your beautiful cock?”

”Fuck yes!” He groaned, closing his eyes as her hand began to pump him faster and faster.

”Tell me what you want. I am yours ‘my lord’.” Daphne teased. “Order me to spread my slutty legs for you and I’ll happily do so.” She moaned as Narcissa, not wanting to be left out, slipped two fingers into her wet cunt. 

“Come my love, give her what she wants~” Narcissa purred. Her hand moved quickly, pushing her fingers in and out of Daphne’s quim. with hurried movements.

Harry growled and pulled Daphne flush against him. Spinning, he flipped them around until her was flat on his back and daphne was nestled nicely on top of him.

”Bounce on my cock. Now.” He ordered.

“Yes my lord.” Daphne whimpered.

She eagerly sank down on his length, piercing herself deep in mere moments. Narcissa moved behind the blonde. The older woman wrapped her arms around Daphne’s torso just as the younger which began to slowly bounce up and down with panting breaths. 

“How does he feel my sweet? Doesn’t his cock fill you to the brim? Can you feel your pussy stretched to its limit as you fuck yourself on our love’s thick member?” Narcissa whispered into her ear. Her hands roved over Daphne’s bodies, teasing her stiff nipples and rubbing at her clit with precise movements.

”Oh fuck yes!” Daphne cried.

”That’s it sweet girl. Lose yourself to that feeling and let his cock ruin you for all others. You are his now, so show him.”

“Yes! Oh merlin yes- HARRY!” She cried.

Daphne slammed herself down on his cock and stilled. Her pussy clenched around him like a vice and the girl wailed as she trembled from her orgasm. Harry groaned under her and gripped her thighs hard. From behind her, Narcissa smirked and descended upon the blonde’s neck, leaving a hickey behind where she sucked on the porcelain flesh.

Daphne fell forward bonelessly against Harry’s chest as her orgasm ebbed away. The after shocks of climax ripping through her cunt made his cock lurch inside her with need.

”Now’s the time my love. Fuck her and fuck her hard~” Narcissa breathed.

Harry didn’t need to be told twice. Setting his legs, he gripped Daphne’s asscheeks in a tight grip and slammed his hips upwards. His cock impaled her ripped through her tight snatch with ease. Daphne sobbed with pleasure and buried her head in his shoulder.

With each wet slap, Harry cock slammed into her once more. The sounds were quick and powerful as he pounded into her with reckless abandon. Daphne’s mouth was a cacophony of slutty moans and mewls of pleasure as her pussy was brutally taken over and over again. Already, another orgasm was building within her core and she doubted it would be her last.

Narcissa watched the scene with keen interest. The smirk on her lips never left as she watched her love fuck another girls brains out. Watching him brutally fuck another girl always made her feel like the most powerful witch in the world, and that fact drove her wild with lust. Already her pussy was aching with need once more.

Oh Harry fucked her just as hard. That much was true, but Narcissa knew without a doubt she was the one he favored over all else. Her mind and body were his by right of magic, but her heart was his by right of her soul. 

She was the first after all, and that came with many privileges. Her favorite was that he’d always follow her lead when it came to the other girls. They belonged to him just as she did, but they were still just as much her toys.

True, Daphne Greengrass was different, and Narcissa would be lying if she said she didn’t favor the girl over the others. 

Pansy was nothing more than a pet, a favored pet to be sure, but still a pet only fit for their amusement. Astoria, despite her recent attitude change was still a sniveling bitch and thus would never gain any true favor. Bellatrix, despite the love she held for her sister, had committed to many atrocities for that as well. And Isabella… well that Italian whore was nothing more than another set of holes to be filled despite what the woman believed.

The Lovegood girl was perhaps the only one who could come close to Daphne in her eyes but the whimsical young witch was far too happy playing the subservient little cumdumpster to ever rise higher.

As she watched Daphne wail in orgasmic pleasure once more, Narcissa considered that perhaps the younger blonde was the only one she didn’t mind sharing her spot of mistress with. After all, having another help dominate all the stuck up trollops in the house would surely be just as fun.

With that in mind, she leaned forward and began kissing her way down the trembling blonde’s back. it wasn’t long before she reached the crevice of the girl’s amble ass and saw her target. Daphne’s crinkled asshole stared back at her from where Harry had the younger witch’s asscheeks spread open. With zero hesitation, Narcissa dove forward and whirled her tongue around the blonde’s backdoor.

”AH! M-MORE!” Daphne screamed.

Narcissa happily obliged, eargarly devouring the girl’s ass without question. She mentally giggled each time Harry’s balls slapped against her chin and once she even tilted her mouth down to catch one in her mouth. The plump testicle pulsed in her mouth, foretelling her lover’s impending climax. That only drove Narcissa to attack Daphne’s asshole with renewed gusto and soon the younger blonde was moment’s away from her own orgasm.

”OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK- HARRRRYYYY!”

Her master grunted in response and tumbled over the edge right after Daphne. She sobbed in pleasure as her cunt was seeded with his warm cum. The white hot liquid filled her womb to the brim, until she could contain no more. The small streams of cum that leaked from her folds were graciously lapped up by Narcissa quick licks of her tongue. 

The buxom milf seemed to soon grow impatient with the small droplets. Harry grunted in surprise when she hastily pulled his cock from Daphne’s dripping folds, his length still pulsing with orgasm and splashing the last spurts of his seed over Narcissa’s chin as she dove forward to lap at the cum pouring from Daphne’s cunt.

Without warning, the door to their bedroom slammed open.

”Harrryyyy! Did you know there’s a family of gerbal-toed lich’s in your- OH! Heyyyy no fair! Why wasn’t I invited to the blonde orgy!” Luna whined.

Harry looked from Luna, to Narcissa, and even glanced at Daphne’s sex-drunken face in bewilderment. Narcissa thankfully picked up the slack.

”Well you’re here now my dear. Be a good girl and grab my special box of toy’s from the closet. There’s a new vibrator I simply must try on you!”

Luna looked as if Christmas had came early and sprinted towards the closet faster than Harry had ever seen her move. He sighed in faux exasperation and pushed Daphne off him gently.

”You enjoy this too much.”

”Oh do shut up my love.” Narcissa commanded as she sank down to suck his cock clean.

Harry smirked as the blonde swallowed him. Perhaps this lord thing was growing on him.

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Author’s Note

Next chapter continue’s with the threesome + Luna and! We’ll finally get the reintroduction of Astoria. I’m sure she’ll have plenty of ideas on how to thank Harry ;)

Thanks for reading!