"Uh, Harry?" said Alicia. "What are you doing with your wand? I thought you were going to point out the culprit."
"That's what I'm doing," Harry said.
"But your wand is aimed at me."
Harry was still at the top of the podium. Only now, he had his wand out, and just like Alicia said, its wooden tip was pointing directly at her forehead. Harry smiled. He didn't lower his wand.
"Isn't that interesting," he said.
Alicia stepped back. "I don't understand!"
"Let's explain it, then," said Su.
The Ravenclaw was also pointing her wand at Alicia. The suspects were murmuring to each other, looking curious. Harry cleared his throat.
"Let's start with the first point," he said. "We were assuming that the culprit had to miss lunch. But that's not exactly true. They just had to drop the note and potions off to the house elves. There was no reason they couldn't have come to the Great Hall after that. And you, Alicia, entered late. I remember you tripping when Fleur flirted with me."
"You came late too!" Alicia said.
"True. That alone isn't enough to make you guilty. But lots of little things add up. You were really eager to help us out. You made off-hand comments about how the culprit couldn't be interviewing others, just to keep the heat off yourself. It was enough to make me suspicious. So I went and asked the other Gryffindor Prefects if they had lists of the people missing from the Great Hall, and Su asked the Ravenclaw ones. None of them did… except for you."
"It… I…" Alicia stuttered. Suddenly, she smiled, even though Harry was still pointing his wand toward her. "Wow. Nice job, Harry! I honestly didn't think you had it in you. I was sure you were going to pick one of these four and just call it a day."
"Why'd you do it Alicia?" Harry asked.
"I don't mind telling you. But not here. Let's change the venue up a little bit."
Robes swished around the room. All four suspects drew their wands, and aimed them at Harry and Su.
"You missed something," Alicia said apologetically. "You got a correct answer, but there wasn't actually a wrong one."
"All of you?" Su asked in disbelief.
"Cho brewed the potions," Alicia said. "Tracey planted the explosives along the Slytherin table. Zacharias and Seamus were supposed to keep from being seen, so that they could distract anyone looking into it. My job was to deliver the potions and stay undercover, but I guess I didn't manage that. I underestimated you two. I can see why he wants you, Harry."
"I don't swing that way," Harry said hastily.
"Oh, shut up," Alicia groaned. "It's not like that. You four! Get them moving."
Harry and Su's wands were confiscated, while Harry was pulled down off his podium. They bound their hands with rope as if they were prisoners being marched between cells. Su gave Harry a look, but he just smiled to tell her to go along with this for now.
Seamus walked to the door and peered out into the hallway. When Seamus had checked the coast was clear, Zacharias gave Harry and Su a push in the back. They were moved through the halls for a few corridors before veering into a hidden passage protected by two suits of armor.
The passage was dark and angled, leading them up a long flight of stairs. They emerged in one of the suites that professors could choose to stay in if they didn't want to live outside the castle.
As soon as they arrived, the four half-bloods they had interviewed fanned out, guarding the entrance. Alica pulled Harry and Su toward a closed door at the far side of the room with steam leaking out of the cracks.
On the other side, Harry and Su found themselves in a lavish bathroom. A broad tub next to the far wall was filled to the brim with bathwater, flower petals and pink soap bubbles dotting the surface. A woman was humming to herself as she rubbed soapy water along her arm. Su gasped.
"Professor Vector?" she said. "But I thought that note was a fake!"
"And who was it who said that first?" said Harry.
Alicia giggled. "Guilty!"
Professor Vector looked over at them. Without a hint of hesitation or shame, she stood up in the tub and rested her arms on the rim, exposing her entire body. She had thick thighs, narrow hips, and perfectly bite-sized breasts shaped like teardrops. Her crotch was crowned by a patch of brown hair, while the hair on her head hung down in long, wet strands. She had a pretty if somewhat square face, with a broad jaw but a sharp chin. She beamed at Harry and Su… Or perhaps just Harry, because that was where all her attention seemed to be.
"Welcome!" she said. "It's lovely to meet you personally, Harry. A true honor. I am Professor Vector. I teach Arithmancy, if you didn't know, and I have great plans for you."
Alicia had turned to the door, layering on locking charm after locking charm. Harry was discovering that it's actually quite difficult to have a serious discussion with a woman who was both hot and nude. Vector's nipples felt like they were staring him in the face.
"What kind of plans?" Su demanded, filling in for Harry as he forgot to speak.
"Oh. Hello Su," Vector greeted. "I didn't expect to see my star student here. I thought you would be too timid to get mixed up in all of this… but perhaps I was being hasty. To answer your question, I think I should first explain a bit about myself."
Professor Vector pushed off the rim of the bathtub, leaning back to sit on the opposite side. She idly swished her leg through the water, a motion that offered glimpses of the lips of her pussy.
"I'm a half-blood," said Professor Vector. "I don't expect either of you to have known that. I try not to spread it around. Not because I'm ashamed of it— oh, no, I actually draw great amounts of pride from my heritage, and I always have. It's just that sharing what I am has only ever held me back in the eyes of others. Fools like our dear headmaster are so concerned with helping Muggle-borns that they just don't have time for our plight. Meanwhile, even though we've been raised around magic all our lives, pure-bloods act as if we aren't the same as them. So while both sides toss favors to their favorites, we're the ones that get left out." She leaned forward, still smiling. "I loathe it."
After a sufficiently long pause to let this sink in, Professor Vector leaned back.
"Now, I've always felt this way, but it isn't like I actually did anything about it. We have no pull, even though there are more half-bloods than any other kind of wizard. So I put my head down. I lived my life the way I've always lived it. I was a coward, in short. But I was shown the error of my ways."
"I don't like that expression," Su said, staring at the professor.
Alicia pushed her, making Su stumble. "Quiet! She's getting to the best part."
"The moment I heard about him, I knew it was fate!" said Professor Vector. "He made fools out of pure-bloods like it was nothing. He acknowledged the superiority we hold over Muggle-borns. But most of all, he was powerful! The Ministry was helpless to keep him captured. The moment I read about it in the Prophet, I knew I couldn't keep living the way that I had been. I could no longer afford to be a coward."
"That's when you found us!" Alicia said excitedly.
Professor Vector smiled. "That it is, Alicia. I reached out to students the moment school started again, picking only half-bloods I could count on to show pride in their heritage. I've taken them under my wing with one goal: to train them for the day we can proudly serve the great Tom Riddle openly!"
Alicia applauded. Su, who had fallen down onto her knees when she was pushed, looked up at Harry as if to say, 'Do you see what you've done?'
Harry thought that was exceptionally unfair. Crazy was crazy, and you couldn't be held responsible for what crazy people did in your name. He'd know, considering he wasn't quite sane himself.
"But what do you want with me?" Harry asked.
"Your cum," said Professor Vector cheerfully.
Su gave him another look, this one even more disbelieving, but Harry could only stare at the professor. "Come again?"
"That's right," said the professor. "I need it. In here, specifically." She pointed to her crotch around where the womb would be. "Tom Riddle chose you. I don't care that you were torn out of his clutches at the last moment. If you're good enough for him, you're good enough for me. You will father the next generation of half-bloods, Harry. As many as possible! And with that, the half-blood will grow even more powerful!"
"You're telling me to knock you up," Harry said.
"Oh, not just me!" Professor Vector said hastily. "Every woman here is willing to do what she must— Alicia, and even the ones outside. Tracey Davis is a dashing witch. You have a crush on Cho Chang, do you not? Imagine her bearing your child. This is for you, Harry, as much as it is for us!"
"Do I get a say in this?"
Professor Vector grinned. "Alicia? Get his clothes off."
Harry's Quidditch teammate immediately started stripping him, pulling his robes off over his bound wrists. Harry was left in just his boxers, which Alicia pulled off next. She had to unhook them over his erection. When she bent down to do so, she paused briefly with her face next to Harry's cock, giving it a quick peck with her lips.
"I can't wait to feel you inside me," she said.
Harry had been hard since first seeing Professor Vector's body, but he certainly wasn't going soft anytime soon after that.
Alicia shoved him forward sending Harry stumbling up to the bathtub. Professor Vector walked closer, wading through the knee-high water.
"Excellent!" she said. "I just knew Tom Riddle would pick well!"
She grabbed Harry's cockhead with a wet hand, gripping it almost hard enough to hurt. She tugged his dick, and Harry was forced to hastily step forward, swinging his legs up to step into the bath.
Professor Vector stared down at his dick, rubbing her wet soapy hands along the length of it. "Oh, yes. This will do nicely."
The tub was oval-shaped, with two sides that were narrower than the others. Professor Vector pushed him back into one of these, so that Harry's back was touching the wall. She fondled his balls for a moment, smiling at the feeling. Then, she turned around, bending over.
Using her hands, she braced herself on the sides of the tub as she backed up her large, thick ass. Harry felt the lips of her pussy pressing against his cock. He slipped smoothly between them.
Professor Vector wiggled her hips, feeling things out. She slid back, until her bum slapped against Harry's body. Then she began to move.
Her cheeks rippled and jiggled as they moved in mesmerizing patterns. Her pussy slid up and down Harry, riding him as well as he'd ever been ridden before.
"Oh, dear." Professor Vector giggled. "This takes me back! I haven't pulled this trick out in decades!"
Droplets of water flew off her body, spritzing Harry's chest. With his hands tied and his back against the wall, he was forced to stay still and take it. Not that that was a bad fate. The professor's hips were incredible.
"What do you think, Su?" asked Professor Vector, looking over without stopping. "Not bad, right?"
Su wrinkled her nose. "You enjoy that?"
Harry knew she was talking about the position, which had the professor in complete control, but Professor Vector took her disdain to be about something else.
"Sex is natural, Sweetie," she said. "And with a man like Harry on hand, it can even be fun! You know, you're a half-blood yourself. You're a smart girl. I can't think of anyone better to join us in siring the half-bloods of the future!"
"I'll pass on joining your club," Su said flatly.
Professor Vector sighed. "I was afraid you might say that. Alicia, make sure she gets the message."
"Yes Boss!" Alicia said.
"Huh?" said Su. "What are you— Wait!"
Alicia tore Su's clothes off with more violent motions than she used on Harry. Su was left with her hands bound lying on the floor, until Alicia slithered beneath her. The athletic blond wrapped her legs and arms around Su from behind, grabbing her face and pussy.
"Watch," Alicia commanded. "We'll see if that resistance keeps up."
Her fingers started to pump through Su's insides. Periodically, Alicia would yank them out and slap Su's crotch, before starting up again. Su's moans joined the groans from Harry in filling the room.
"Don't hold back, Harry!" Professor Vector urged. "Statistics show that even well-timed sex only has a twenty-one percent chance of causing pregnancy, so there's no point wasting time!"
Her hips sped up. She rolled them in circles, rubbing her slick pussy all along Harry's throbbing length. Across the room, Su cried out.
Alicia had given her nipple a twist. The blond added another finger, shoving three inside Su's pussy instead of two.
"Do you really think this is right?" Harry gasped.
"Of course," said Professor Vector. "What could be wrong about it? The Wizarding World is what's wrong, not us. We're just doing what we must. The half-blood will rise! So cum already!"
She threw her whole body back against Harry, causing her ass to compress with a loud clap. Harry's back thudded against the wall. Professor Vector's body continued to collide with him, creating a succession of loud thumping sounds.
"And Tom Marvolo Riddle?" Harry gasped. "You think that he'll approve?"
"Approve? Approve?!" Professor Vector turned her head, smiling broadly as she looked back over her shoulder. "Harry, he'll love me!"
"...What?" said Harry.
"He's not like these other men," Professor Vector babbled. "He'll see me for who I am. As soon as I show him everything I did for our cause, he'll sweep me off my feet and carry me away as his wife! I'm not high-maintenance, no matter what any exes say. I just have high standards, because this whole time, I've been waiting for him!"
Her hips sped up again, pushing themselves even faster. The rhythmic clapping of her body against Harry adopted a quicker tempo. Her pussy devoured his cock each time she pushed herself back, her wet walls sucking at him as if they were vacuum-powered.
On the floor, Alicia was beaming as she watched. Seeing her leader kicking things up a notch, she did the same. She added a fourth finger, while at the same time grabbing Su's throat. Alicia slid back until she was flat to the floor, dragging Su with her, the smaller girl wrapped up in her clutches. Her fingers were blurs as she used them on Su, lightly choking the Ravenclaw all the while. Her muscular legs were hooked around Su's thighs, holding the girl still.
"Cum for me, so I can prove myself to the one I love!" exclaimed Professor Vector.
Her hips continued to rock and—
"Excuse me. Could you go a little bit harder?"
Professor Vector and Alicia stopped, looking across the room at Su. Su was still wrapped up in Alicia's limbs, completely at her mercy. But despite all those fingers inside of her and the hand on her neck, Su's face was politely calm.
"What?" said Alicia.
"Rougher," Su clarified. "It's just that, if we're going to be doing this, I'd like to feel it. Your grip is too loose. And four fingers? Really? With the size of your hands, you should go and use the whole knuckle. If it's not too bothersome."
"Su, how can you be so calm?" asked Professor Vector.
"Did you really think my assistant couldn't handle something like that?" Harry asked.
His voice was smooth and confident in a way that it hadn't been moments earlier. Professor Vector tried to speak, but something looped around her throat. The ropes that had bound Harry's hands, now loose, knotted themselves around her neck, Harry holding the other end like a leash. A mask had appeared over his face seemingly from nowhere, completely dry despite the water splashing off of their bodies.
"Tell me," he said, "who was it that I wouldn't be able to help but love?"
Professor Vector gasped. "Impossible!"
Harry pulled the rope, dragging her body up with it. For the first time, he thrusted his own hips forward. His thighs clapped against the professor's, filling the room with the noise of their resounding collision.
"Impossible?" he asked. "And who are you to tell me what is or isn't possible?"
"I'm sorry, dear!" Professor Vector moaned. "I didn't know… I never could've realized… I had no idea who you really were!"
"Of course you didn't," Harry said. "I was keeping that hidden. I trust that word of this won't escape this room?"
"Of course not! I'll make sure of it!"
"Good." Harry reached around, casually groping Professor Vector's small breasts. "I will hold you to that. Now, there's just one more matter to address."
"And what's that?" Professor Vector gasped.
"I'm not in the market for a lover," Harry said. "Now, minions on the other hand… I'm sure we can work something out."
"Anything!" cried Professor Vector. "As long as I can serve you!"
"Wonderful," said Harry. "Now, you've gotten me all worked up. So for your first order, be a good girl and take what's coming."
He smashed his dick inside of her so hard that Professor Vector's toes left the floor. She howled as Harry continued holding the leash he'd fashioned. Moments later they pitched forward, Professor Vector dropping onto her hands and knees while Harry positioned himself behind her.
He powered through her pussy with brutish thrusts. Professor Vector moaned, her booty rippling just as much as it had earlier each time Harry barged against it.
"For taking me and my dear assistant captive, this is going to be a bit rough," Harry said apologetically.
"Do it! I can handle anything—"
Professor Vector's head was shoved underneath the water.
Harry watched bubbles drift to the surface as he held her neck down. He didn't ease up in his pummeling of her, but she was forced to keep her moans inside as she held her breath. Fifteen seconds later, Harry dragged her head up.
Professor Vector gasped for air. Her brown hair was hanging in a wet curtain across her face, water dripping from the ends.
"I told you I can take anything—"
Harry shoved her under again.
This repeated two or three more times as Harry continued dunking her. His thrusts grew more forceful, if slightly slower. On the fifth time Professor Vector's head was pushed out of sight, he finally came— outside, of course. There was a certain level of one should never go past when (inadvisably) 'sticking their dick in crazy.'
His penis emerged from her, and his load landed across her back, while a few trails instead dribbled down his length. He stood up, and as he did,' Professor Vector didn't follow, remaining on her hands and knees as she attempted to recover her breath.
"Su—" Harry blinked and paused as he looked over. Somehow, Su had not only gotten free from Alicia's clutches, but had stripped the Gryffindor Witch out of her robes. Alicia's athletic backside was sticking up as she lay flat on her stomach, Su kneeling on top of her, spanking her ass bright red.
"Yes?" Su asked.
"I'm dirty," said Harry. "Have her clean me up."
Su beamed as she stood up, taking a fistful of Alicia's hair and pulling her toward Harry. Alicia was forced to crawl forward. Harry pulled himself out of the bath, sitting down on the rim of the tub with his legs spread. Su dragged Alicia until the Gryffindor was kneeling directly in front of Harry.
"Go on," he said. "Clean it."
Alicia shivered. She opened up her mouth and stretched her jaw, managing to wrap her lips around the tip of his cock. Harry felt her tongue running along him, while her hands rose and stroked the lower portions of his shaft.
"That's not how you do it!" said Su.
Before Alicia could react, the other witch had planted two hands on her scalp and shoved straight down. Alicia was left gagging as Harry filled her throat. She grabbed onto his knees for stability. Su twisted her head back and forth, even as tears were beginning to dribble from Alicia's eyes.
"This is how you do it," Su said cheerfully.
Harry smiled as he leaned back, admiring the view and enjoying the sensations. Sometimes, it really was amazing to have an assistant around like Su. Some things were just possible with her that he never could've pulled off alone. Like this.
And now, it wasn't just Su he had access to. Six whole minions, all at his beck and call!
Hogwarts wasn't going to know what hit it.