building harry’s harem – part 1

Harry walked through the halls with a grin on his face. He had a new scare on the corner of his eye from another encounter with Voldemort. He had been captured and tortured for over 3 months, and truth be told he was slightly insane now. People avoided him, including his old friends and his girlfriend from before he was captured. But he had a plan. He had done nothing but learn since he got back last month, and he had enough to know what he could do. He just needed the right opportunity.

There was a giggle down the hall and he looked up and mouthed ‘thank you’ to the sky before slowly heading over. He looked down a long corridor and his grin got bigger when he saw Ginny talking with Hermione and Lavender Brown. Slowly, he crept over and stunned them before they noticed he was there. He tied them up and created a portkey, grabbing the rope holding them all together and activating it.

The group appeared in a well furnished house, and with a wave of his wand he levitated them down the hallway, down a set of stairs, and into a dark cellar with stone walls. It wouldn’t be hard to imagine torture devices in here. As it was, there were a number of hooks and pulleys around the room. He waved his wand and the ropes holding the girls dissapeard. Another wave and their clothes started sliding off their bodies and folding themselves up in a corner. He banished the wands upstairs so there was no risk on the off chance they escaped. He started salivating at the sight of the three girls cunts. Ginnys had a slight fuzz as if it had been shaved recently, Lavenders was completely bare, and Hermione had quite a bush. He flicked his wand and all the hair completely disappeared from the areas.

He shook himself and caused a rope to grab each of the girls arms and legs and suspending them in the air, spread eagled. Their heads were lying just above their chests. He disrobed and walked up, gently caressing each of their chests. Ginny had maybe a B cup, Hermione a D, and Lavender a D cup. He licked at their nipples, looking at the shine given by his Saliva, and his dick got painfully hard. He decided it was time. He woke them up.

“Wha…” Ginny started as the other 2 blinked, before they screamed.

“It will do no good. I do so love the silencing ward.” He told them, twirling his wand around in his right hand. “It makes everything much more…” he looked them up and down. “Private…” they looked at him fearfully.

“Harry? What are you doing? Why are you doing this?” Hermione asked, starting to cry.

“I read a little known thing the other day. Apparently if a virgin witch is… forced into sex, magic itself will force the witch to fall in love with the person forcing themselves on them. All I want is to be loved.” He told them with his grin.

“We do love you Harry! Everyone loves you! You know we do!” Ginny cried.

“Then why have you all avoided me like the plague?!” he suddenly spat at her, before returning to his grin.