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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Petunia_Evans_Dursley/Harry_Potter, Amelia_Bones/Harry_Potter, Pansy
      Parkinson/Harry_Potter, Daphne_Greengrass/Harry_Potter, Su_Li/Harry
      Potter, Cho_Chang/Fleur_Delacour/Harry_Potter
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Hermione_Granger, Mrs_Granger_(Harry_Potter), Pansy
      Parkinson, Fleur_Delacour, Su_Li, Blaise_Zabini, Astoria_Greengrass,
      Daphne_Greengrass, Amelia_Bones, Susan_Bones, Narcissa_Black_Malfoy,
      Bellatrix_Black_Lestrange, Flora_Carrow, Hestia_Carrow
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-03-19 Chapters: 1/? Words: 3815
****** Life of Control ******
by BigBlue2289
Summary
     What happens when a submissive aunt helps Harry open up and spread
     his wings? Harry with some control issues gathers his own inner
     circle and a mask in place he plans to conquer the wizarding world.
     Harry with a harem of slaves taking down Voldemort and Dumbledore.
AN: Harry Potter Belongs to JK Rowling and her genius beautiful mind. This is
just my playbox.
Harry Potter was not a man that was having a good day, the day started of
gloriously bad by his “Aunt” Petunia burning his food and killing the roses, to
be followed by the call of the Goblins via raven demanding his attention for
problems with his accounts. After Harry locked Pet in her play pin (steel cage)
which was in the room her and her ex runaway husband use to share 6 years ago,
Vernon grabbed Dudley and ran not being able to handle the Freak anymore when
he was 8 years old. Pet was someone of a submissive mind early from her
childhood, first being disciplined by her father, then her first “mistress”
Lily even though they did not know of titles yet, and then onto training her
nephew to be the strong minded Dom like his mother was.
With Pet locked up and secured a 14 year old Harry Potter went curbside waiting
on the Knightbus like he did 10 months prior the previous summer. Just like
last time the bus was quick to show but instead of embarrassing himself like
last time he happily remained standing on his two feet. Paying his knuts and
taking the toothbrush because why not collect a souvenir of his journeys Harry
sat in the far back away from witches and wizards, he was not wanting to be
annoyed by mindless drivel and just focus on the new comic he received “Xmen
New Mutants #98”. Harry’s kink toy supplier would not shut up about this so
called Merc with a Mouth Deadpill, Livepool…. Deadpool.
Three minutes into his journey Harry’s mind starts to wander away from the
world of mutants to the world he has been trying to figure out and where he
fits in that puzzle, or more accurately a very suspicious game of chess by old
grey beard himself Merlin.. oh so he would want people to think. The info
pulled from Hagrid on their way to the Leaky Cauldron that Hagrid the Oaf
willingly gave him and the info that was manipulated out of him. Ever sense
that day Pet presented him with that collar those years ago he learned he would
need to gather more info and be able to make things appear “normal”. After
hearing the oaf and all the patrons praise the great Albus Dumbledore he knew
he would half to play there game, all while setting up his own chessboard on
the side where he would take the Kings spot.
He thought back to the loud Weasleys outside the platform and how it was
obviously a trap, convincing the hat to place him in Gryffindor because that is
where he would attract the less attentions, and playing his role obediently
with the traps and placing the correct stone in his underwear while saying the
big old mean teacher smashed the stone. The most important step he took though
was making a secret alliances with ambitious students such as the Patil twins
whose families would definitely help his global reach once he reached that
level, the Greengrass girl Daphne who put on a even better mask a obedient
submissive pureblood who just wants to have pureblood babies, in reality she
had dreams to take the Greengrass’s to new heights. Also enlisted the help of
her best friends from childhood Blaise Zabini who was scary good at information
gathering, and a cheerful on the outside Tracey Davis whose parents died during
the first war because they wanted to remain neutral and lived with Daphne her
whole life. The final Sytherin was a secret even to his Knights of Grey as he
called them and his true right hand, Pansy Parkinson.
Pansy grew up in a household much like Harry’s first 7 years under the watchful
eye of Vernon, starving, beatings, and humiliation. Marcus Parkinson was a
proud supporter of the Dark Lord and it took the whole family accounts except
living expense to bribe a little birdie to say the magic words “imperious”.
This lack of money left Marcus on the outside of a prominent circle of rich
purebloods so without his wife who ran away to the Americas Pansy was an easy
victim. That being said when Harry was gathering intel on the castle in the
first week of first year and heard sobbing from a closet to find a Pansy broken
and beaten ready to just give and becomes Draco’s beating stick, he promised
her revenge against all those who use and abuse her and think they skip away
while she remains broken. He recruited her and a beautiful partnership was
born.
While bonding over the idea of world domination and the idea of using Pet
anyway she wanted to get relief they came up with a plan where Harry would play
the perfect golden boy and be shy and hot tempered being a dumb Gryff, while
she would play the ditzy pureblood who idolized Draco. They would often have
friendly debates on who had it worse, her with Draco and the two clubs or him
with the obsessive know it all and the human garbage disposal. The great thing
about Pansy was she had an actual mask in place, Pansy was a very beautiful
woman but she learned from her aunt that being very beautiful can be a
hindrance and make you a bigger target. Aunt Jamie had taught her how to place
a very effective glamour that turned her from a knock out ten, to a pug face at
the age of 10.
This act went on for the past two years building up his Knights of Grey to
total 25 students from all social classes and countries. Daphne Greengrass
quickly rose up with her cunning trying to assume the right hand to quickly be
disciplined lower to remember her place, he would allow her to rise to great
power for sure but order and discipline still had to be maintained. As Harry
peaked at his comic and finally found this Deadpool and loving the design of
him, his thoughts came to an abrupt stop as he felt the jerk of the bus and saw
his destination.
Looking at the clock seeing it was too late since the bank closed in 10 minutes
Harry proceeded to the bar
“Hey Tom, how are the wife and kids? Bridget teething yet?” Harry was always
building a good relationship with all those people that could definitely
benefit him in the future. Tom responded “HEY! How is it Harry? Yea found her
chewing on my wand the other day and turning the whole living room blue, you
haven’t been teaching her spells have you?” Harry had to give a real laugh, Tom
may be a pawn but who said you can’t be good friends with your pawns.
“Who me? Come on Tom would I do that? I am as innocent as freshly ascended
angel.” Harry giving his best innocent look. “Maybe freshly descended angel.”
Tom jokes back, “Room for the night?” “You know me too well Tom.” Paying him
for the room and some food and then some good hearted joking back and forth
finally Harry found him in his room.
Guilt built up in Harry for leaving his Pet behind cause she may be his
property and she was happy to tell the world if he would allow it, he still had
a great level of possessiveness over her since she allowed him to be free and
spread his wings. “Dobby” Harry called for, who he bonded with right after the
Malfoy incident.Pop “yes Master Harry, how may this elf help the great Harry
Potter?” The excitable elf responded. “Please go fetch me Pet, she is locked in
her kennel.” “Whatever the great Harry Potter wants, Dobby will do.” The
excitable elf popped away and popped back with an older but still fit nude
slave on her hands and knees with only a tail in, and collar around her neck.
As soon as she gathered her senses she crawled over to Harry kissed his feet
and remain still with her forehead on the ground like she was commanded all
those years ago. “You summoned Master?” She responds in a submissive voice that
is just ready to please.
Harry walks around his property watching her await a command, playing a little
bit with the tail in her rosebud eliciting a soft moan from her lips. “We are
staying here the night and going to bank to speak with the Director, you will
be my voice and I will follow until the Directors office.” SMAK Harry grabs his
belt and smack the leather across her left ass cheek. “Mmmm yes Master.” He
yanks her hair back so her neck is craned back getting a loud moan from her,
“You will behave and act professional unlike last time and not make a mockery
of the House of Potter am I understood?” A look of fear crosses her face
remembering her punishment embarrassing her Master at the bank last year when
she perceived a comment as an insult towards her Master Harry, embarrassing her
and almost name dropping his name for Rita Skeeter to have a field day. “Of
course not Master this slut has learned her lesson.” Fearing not being able to
cum for the whole summer again when she could cum by the simple touch of her
Master. That night ended with a amazing orgasm for both parties, and a hurting
but pleased body for the slave who fell asleep quickly at her masters feet on
the bed.
The next morning Pet woke up a few minutes before her master reflecting on how
lucky she was to get a Master that knows when to discipline and knows when to
reward, while always keeping their life fresh. She reflected on her Master’s
first year at Hogwarts had been hell for her as well as his second year, she
would have to wait for breaks to get her Masters sweet release. The events of
second year changed this with him receiving his own area complete with library
in the Chamber of Secrets, and his new elf Dobby who snuck her into the school
while placing her in new quarters where Master would visit her under the guise
of going to the lake to study. She would help her Master by digging through
Salazars library that was not parseltounge or a copy of the Potters library,
and find anything that would help him in his classes or overall advance his
knowledge of magic. Deep into the Potter Library which a replica was made in
the new Chamber of Potter was a book on wandless magic by a relative 2000 years
ago.
With Harry up and ready to make the day his bitch… speaking of bitches his Pet
needed something more than she had on now which was only a collar. Dobby was
generous to predict his problem and left her with a nice blue blouse, pair of
tight fitting jeans, and a pair of open toe 3 inch heels. She maintained her
figure for her Master by running, cardio, and eating healthy. Gone was the
super skinny giraffe, she knew her master demanded more and deserved more.
Harry decided to go with a new Armani suit showing off the good form of his
swimmer type body that had been developed by joining Pet on her runs, eating
healthy with her, swimming for muscle building, and of course Quiddith. Just
because he hung out with the poor Weasleys didn’t mean he couldn’t use some of
his wealth to look good. Plus for Harry it was funny watching Ron’s ears turn
red every time he had on an outfit that cost more than everything he owned
combined. Ron over the year had been getting on his last nerves, Harry was
almost considering moving up his dates just so he could get away from the
bitter jealously. Who gets jealous for getting attention at school for being
the Heir of a house that is killing everyone?
Harry turned to his little slut that was dressed and kneeling awaiting orders,
“Stand up Pet, and drop your jeans to your knees.” Without hesitation Petunia
unbuttons her jeans and drops them to her knees and straightens her back and
interlaces her hands behind her back high army style.
“What a good little slut,” Harry massages her pussy hiding under her panties
getting a moan from her and shut eyes “now no cumming in public, am I
understood?” She responds quickly not sure where her Master is going with this
“Yes Master.”
He smiles pleased at her obedience wanting her to have a sister just as
obedient as her to share the fun with. He pulls her panties down a little bit
and slides a vibrator in her bare pussy, places it on low and uses a sticking
and silencing charm on it. She initially struggles but gains control of her
body quickly. He redresses her, places the invisibility cloak on himself and
pushes her forward signaling it’s time to move.
She proudly moves through the alley being eyed down and whistled because she
knows she has a body that her master can be proud of or she wouldn’t have these
tight of jeans on. Thinking of her Master as she passes the book store and
feeling the vibrations she has to calm her body and mind down. Finally making
it to a large cobblestone bank and walking in greeting the teller,
“Good morning honorable goblin my client would like to speak with the
Director.” Snagtooth raises an eyebrow at the collar still on her neck, “You
mean your master human? Hehe.” He says in a low whisper. She finally realizes
that the color was still on her neck and is happy her master is displaying her
like this, she feels that the plans must be coming along nicely then.
“Yes, my Master would like to speak with the director immediately. Tell himgo
arsenal and he will understand.” The goblin nods and disappears, while waiting
Harry still under the cloak turns her vibrator up to level 2 making her
fighting the moans now. Amidst a moan and a chuckling Harry a smirking goblin
comes back knowing something interesting is happening to this obedient slave
and guides her back. Once in the office Harry takes off the cloak reaveling
himself and Pet stands at parade arrest.
“Good morning Director Deathclaw, may your enemies blood drain down the stream
of their hopes” Director Deathclaw gives a dark toothy grin knowing he likes
this human already,
“Good evening Lord Potter, May your enemies be submissive as your slave here or
be amongst the dead.” Harry gives a good hearted smile at the compliment of his
Pet. He sits down in the chair when the director gives a wave for him to do so,
as he sits his Pet kneels next to his chair forehead on the ground not moving a
muscle after years of practice and hard punishments.
“You know director I had you pegged as one of the Manchester fans, me
personally I go for Real Madrid.” He could hear Deathclaw muttering under his
breathdamn bandwagons “Well let’s get down to business Lord Potter we have a
lot to cover today and by the end of this you will not be in a good mood.”
Harry had grabbed ahold of Pets ponytail in anticipation, the pain making it
harder for Pet not to flood her juices all over this goblins floor and receive
another harsh punishment for cumming without permission and making a mess in
the director’s office thus embarrassing her Master.
“Let’s get this news over with Director.” “Of course my Lord, there has been
some discrepancies with your accounts, we have been monitoring the account but
the assailant used bank employees to use a back door and take up to 2 million
galleons, and placed a copy of your will which I have a feeling you have no
idea about, and a marriage contract with one Hermione Jean Granger.”
To say Harry was fuming was an understatement, magic was swirling around Harry
and Deathclaw felt something he had never felt before, pity for that poor slave
tonight. Pet knew her role was to be an obedient slut, pet, slave for her
Master but this was the only day she wish she had days off.
Harry finally got a hold of himself released his Pets hair and calmed down and
was developing ideas how to have the person who he knew was behind this all
behind bars tomorrow. “What is our options, I want him in Azkaban before the
school year begins.”
Pet made a risk that made her question her own sanity, “Master, may I say
something?” she has meekly, he glared at her while still in control, the hate
boiled on his skin. “This better be good or you’re going to be a whole lot of
trouble.” She could feel his eyes even though she was still looking at the
ground. “If Albus Dumbledore is as powerful as you say, talk with the head of
the DMLE and start to build a case because he will not be such an easy target
that these two papers and theft will be able to lock him up.”
She shut up feeling anxious to see what her punishment is for making a stupid
comment. He contemplates her theory and gets a nod from Deathclaw that the plan
is solid.
Pet lays there on the ground awaiting judgment, feels a hand graze her ponytail
getting ready for the yank…. And no yank comes she instead feels a herself
being petted. “That is a good suggestion my little Pet.” She damn near cums
from the praise and petting. “Go ahead finish you have jeans on my little slut.
You have earned it.” She is so overjoyed she can finally release something she
has been holding in for so long she doesn’t even care she will have to walk
around with wet jeans on, in fact she wants to show it off to show everybody
how good she was. She lets out a loud moan, moaning like a whore in heat not
caring how many people hear. She feels the liquid drip down her leg and smile
crosses her face.
Harry grins down at his precious Pet and looks back at Deathclaw with a serious
business face once again. “Would you gather those documents so I can show the
Head of the DMLE please and generate an ownership form for Petunia Evans to one
Lord Harry James Potter?” Pet knows she is not supposed to look up without
permission but her glee is even higher than the experience she just had. Harry
playfully pushes her head back down to the floor. “I can have that written up
in 10 minutes Lord Potter, now Petunia you know once you sign that contract you
are no longer Petunia Evans, but are not Pet of house Potter. Your praise is
house Potters praise, your embarrassment is House Potters embarrassment, and
your accomplishments are House Potters accomplishments and will stop being too
seen as a person but as a thing in the wizarding world that belongs to House
Potter.”
Pet could not keep the glee off her face, she had been suggesting this since
the day he entered the wizarding world and now it was happening. “Yes Director
I understand.” He glanced at Harry with a are you sure look. Harry replied “Do
it Director.”
Ten minutes later a document was presented to both parties. Harry patted on his
knee and Pet got off the floor and curled up with her Master on the chair. Then
two blood quill signatures later a choker decorated Pets neck with a large P on
it for House Potter.
Moments later a excited goblin knocked and came in “Sir we unlocked the Potter
will, it took ten of us 3 months but we got it.” Lord Potter and Deathclaw
grinned because not Harry could become liberated in both world due to last line
clause, which stated as long as you have someone over 17 living with you and
you’re the last of line you are now considered an adult. Wouldn’t want 12 year
olds living by themselves now. And Deathclaw was happy because Lord Potter now
could access his accounts to get the full withdrawal statements to plaster
Dumbledore to the wall and rebuild the Potter shipping company. The Longbottoms
had the ports, the Potters had the ships, and the Greengrasses had the
merchandise. Before the previous war which broke all three families the
families had an alliance and made each other money hand over fist.
A happy Harry, Petunia, and Deathclaw all left his office with treasonous
documents in hand and the two powerful figures shook hands, a handshake that
the whole wizarding world would feel. While slavery was rare in the wizarding
world it was not unheard of, so Harry got glances walk with leash in hand and
behind him attached to the leash was a happy but head down Pet finally able to
be the slave she wanted to be in public. As Harry walked by a large rundown
opera house off the main alley on the way to the Ministry of Magic he wrote the
name of the real estate company down, it was time to bring back the arts to the
wizarding world and who else would be the patron saint of arts but the “Golden
Boy” himself, because for every shining political hero there is the mask they
show the public and friends, and the mask they show there enemies and true
friends.
Once at the MoM they went to the DMLE office of Amelia Bones, “Excuse me miss”
peaked at her desk plate “Wozniak, I don’t have an appointment but I would like
to see Madam Bones please.” The girl looks sheepishly at him and his companion,
“Sir she was told not to be disturbed today, by anyone. Sorry sir can I book an
appointment?” She stated in a deep Polish accent. He gave her a winning smile
“Please my Polish princess it will only be a minute?” She blushes furiously and
reluctantly allows him pass. He wraps his knuckles on the door and hears a
grunt, he accepts this as entrance and finds a very interesting scene…….
 
AN:
This is my first story so please provide constructive criticism, as you can see
it will be a small Harem. It wont be every female in the HP universe and will
not be a females are submissive and men are dominant story. I plan to make
Pansy a strong character and anybody to a certain extent in his circle. So
anything you want to see? Anyone you want to see added?
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