The Wizard of Subjugation

by OneUniverse87 (ao3)

Chapter 1: Start of the Rest of thier Lives

It was midnight over at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, most of the staff and students alike were in bed, but no one was more refreshed and energized than Harry James Potter and Ginevra Molly Weasley. Presently, they were at the Room of Requirement, wanting to get away from praying watchful eyes so they can have a bit of time to themselves. It took some effort on both of their parts, but after getting in place with all the things needed for privacy, they finally could relax and enjoy each other's company. The two found that they really did need something to unwind after everything they had been dealing with today. 

Harry and Ginny had been secretly dating since the end of the 5th year, and from what the redhead heard, he did not have a very good one. From having to put up with Umbridge's abuse of power, the illegal Blood Quill, Fudge's dismissal and denial of Voldemort's return, the bogus Occlumency lessons with Snape, his godfather's death, and a cherry on top, the prophecy that Dumbledore had hidden from Harry all this time up until that point was what caused him to snap.

After the disastrous 5th year and onto the summer, Ginny had been seeing Harry a lot more so than usual, and she expressed sympathy and comfort to him to which he was more grateful, something that not even Hermione and Ron could offer. On their day out onto muggle London, he opened his heart to her about his life and what he had to go through since his parents' deaths, the hell from his abusive relatives during the first 10 years of his life, the Philosopher's Stone, Sirius' framing, the Goblet of Fire, everything. Ginny, who listened to every word he said, couldn't believe what he told her. Tears in her eyes, she cursed the very ground Dumbledore walked on for making him prepare for a war he was clearly not ready for, and it was clear that he wanted Harry dead just so he can take all the glory and credit in eliminating the Dark Lord. After he explained everything, he was able to tell her exactly why he felt like killing him. The only thing she didn't understand was how he could feel so much love and empathy towards someone who would kill his own family. She was angry at Dumbledore, yes, but never at Harry. In fact, Ginny felt the need to protect him, as if someone were after him.

Fuck Dumbledore, and fuck his greater good bullshit.

After the revelation, one thing had lead to the other, and both Harry and Ginny knew they couldn't hide their feelings for each other anymore. 

She had seen him grow over the last few months during the time they spent together in the summer, watching him transform from a timid little boy who she first met, all the way to being a mature teenager. She found herself surprised at this bold move she made, considering that she used to run away from him in a blushing mess during their early meetings before she started her first year at Hogwarts. That was before Ginny had gotten to know the real Harry, and admittedly, she had a major crush on the legend of the Boy-Who-Lived from all the made-up stories her mother used to tell her when she was a little girl. 

Her fascination with him and his stories had been sparked by how much he seemed to like her imaginary friend growing up, but the more she got to know him and the deeper she fell in love with him, the more she realized she really meant it when she said she loved him. And while the relationship between them had been shaky at best since they'd met, there was still something special about the fact that she could call him hers. There were moments where things weren't good, though; times when they felt too close to each other, and even those moments had to be broken down so that neither one would feel bad about breaking the other's heart.

Then the Chamber of Secrets happened, the day she stopped living in a fantasy. It was the same day that she lost her complete faith in Dumbledore. She was mentally kicking herself for not knowing better, not knowing the fact that the diary that Lucius Malfoy had slipped into her school supplies, was one of Voldermort's Horcruxes. She had let the damned thing took full control of her for the majority of the year after pouring out her secrets and frustrations to it, and thanks to Harry's efforts, despite being poisoned by a giant 130ft long basilisk, he destroyed the diary, along with the fragment of a young Tom Riddle.

Then, on that fateful afternoon that would change the prospect of their lives forever when Harry received a letter from Gringotts when he visited Ginny at the Burrow, telling him about the reading of the will written by his departed godfather, Sirius Black. Ginny, being the supportive girlfriend that she is, decided to go with him there. What they had discovered through the will shocked them to the core. Sirius had written everything he had put down, leaving everything to his godson. Not only was Harry the Lord of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, but he was also now the head of House Black, making Harry THE richest person in the Wizarding World, surpassing even that of Malfoy House! Harry expressed his shock at the amount he now has in his possession, and it wasn't just all the money. But he could get more, as long as he wished, and kept his bank account open. It was all due to Sirius's will, so much so that the goblins would be unable to read any more unless they got permission from Sirius himself. Harry couldn't take all the money at once. He needed to sell or rent the rest of his properties. His parents' estate was still standing since Sirius had left and they were still technically under guardianship, which meant he could still have his things. They weren't that important to him though. 

According to the will, the Potters are the descendants of the Peverell family dating all the way back to Medieval times, and what Harry found surprising, the Longbottoms were the long-time allies of the Potters. It makes sense, he supposes, that they would want to continue the tradition of the Potter name to give legitimacy to their line. It wasn't as though his ancestors really deserved it, anyway. There's no denying his mother was an amazing witch but she didn't exactly have the kind of upbringing a wizarding family should have had.

Harry made himself a mental note to have a conversation with Neville somewhere down the line.

Sirius had put down something that the couple had found most interesting. He put down each list of the Family Houses that were on the brink of extinction at the hands of Voldemort, the responsibility of continuing the lines rests on Harry's shoulders. Meaning, much to Ginny's delight and giddiness, he has to take a couple of women in his wing. The idea of having sex with them was appealing for Harry, it certainly made him feel alive. It made him feel like he wasn't a broken man who had nothing left to lose.

It made him feel as if his life was finally beginning. 

They were at the start of the 6th and 5th year respectively, and they went through the usual routine like every start of the year. Like the sorting of the 1st years, Dumbledore's speech about the Forbidden Forest being forbidden, with the exception of placing Professor Slughorn in the teaching position of Potions class, much to the relief of every house apart from Slytherin. Unfortunately, Snape was placed in teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts, which Harry had to roll his eyes at. 

Typical Dumbledore.

He knew that Snape wasn't a great teacher; he just thought it would be fun to get a new professor this year! At least he was given a chance, unlike some teachers. McGonagall seemed pretty strict too if he did say so himself...

An hour before the feast, Harry had suffered a broken nose at the hands of Draco Malfoy after spying on him at the Hogwarts Express in retaliation of what happened to his father at the Department of Mysteries, which lead to his imprisonment at Azkaban. 

When Ginny heard about what had happened through Nymphadora Tonks, who repaired his nose with the simple Episkey spell, safe to say, she wanted nothing more than to wring the little fucker's neck by the time she would do anything unholy to him. Already, she was planning on a bit of retribution on the irritating blonde ponce, and oh, it would be glorious when the time would come. She could imagine the Slytherin cowering away, begging for her mercy while he begged to be allowed back into society. She smiled maliciously at the thought. The look on his face right now would be priceless. It would also make this all so much easier. He knew exactly how Ginny felt about him; the whimpering little shit...

Presently, Ginny was laying on her stomach on the bed, wearing just her school shirt and skirt, which Harry could swear he saw a flash of her bum cheeks just below her skirt. She crossed her long shapely bare legs, resting her bare feet on his chest. He brought one of her soles in front of his face to plant his lips onto it, which earned a soft giggle from the redhead.

"Mmmmm," hummed Ginny with a relaxed smile on her face. "This is the life, isn't it, Harry dear?"

Harry laughed at her, kissing her ankle.

"Yes, very much so," grinned Harry, wrapping his lips around her big toe to get a reaction out of her, which he did when a soft sigh escaped her lips. He had a cheeky idea to slowly rake his fingertips across her soles, which she made a muffled laugh.

"Harry, stop..." laughed Ginny softly, curling her toes slightly at the ticklish, yet wonderful sensation her boyfriend's fingers were giving her soles. "You know how ticklish my feet are..."

"Yet, you're not stopping me," husked Harry, his cheeky smile not leaving his face as he slid his hands down her smooth legs. "You know you love it, and that's what I'm doing."

"Prat," chuckled the redhead.

"I'll take it as a compliment because I am your prat," he said before he slid his hands down her calves and over to the back of her knees. 

He squeezed gently and grinned widely when Ginny let out an involuntary squeak. She looked over at him with a playful glare in her eyes, but it soon melted away into soft affection as she leaned forward and planted a chaste kiss on his lips. She could feel his body relax under hers as he returned the gesture. Ginny sighed in response before hiking uniform skirt up, and Harry couldn't help but smile wide at the sight of a lacey black thong that perfectly displayed her lush, pale bum cheeks. 

"You haven't told me you're wearing a thong, you naughty, little minx," teased Harry, placing his palms on her bum.

"Just thought I might surprise you, Harry dearest," grinned the redhead. "From the look on your handsome face, you seem to be enjoying the sight of it."

"You bet I am," admitted Harry. "This arse is not the only thing I love to have my way with, I want all of you."  

Harry gently tapped Ginny's left bum cheek, which she sighed in response. She found herself being turned around by her boyfriend, and before she knows it, he planted his lips on hers for a kiss. Ginny flickered her eyes shut, returning his kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, as the tip of her tongue touched his lower lip, seeking entry.

He immediately opened his mouth to her tongue's exploration, his hands moving down to squeeze her butt cheeks softly. The small smile that was formed on his lips grew wider at her satisfied moans and whimpers of pleasure as she began tugging on his hair roughly. 

Ginny pulled back from her kiss with a smile on her face with an idea in mind. She had been thinking about it all day and now, she was ready to go out and do something that would make Harry feel just as good as he made her feel.

"Say, Harry, I have a better idea," told Ginny.

Harry's head shot up in interest and his mouth formed into an "o". 

"What did you have in mind?" asked Harry.

Ginny just smiled brightly.

"I know how I'm gonna make tonight great!" said Ginny excitedly, climbing herself out of bed. "Why don't you just sit here and make yourself comfortable, while I'm going slip into something that I know you would love. Don't go away, Harry, I'll be right back."

She blew him a kiss before she disappeared to the bathroom, leaving Harry a little confused and excited all at once. He sat down gingerly on the bed where he and Ginny had been fondling. It was only a few minutes later when Ginny came bounding back into the room wearing something that he did not expect at all. 

Ginny emerged from the bathroom, wearing some kind of tight, form-fitting outfit that was made entirely out of latex, with a couple of white stitches that ran all over it. She was wearing a pair of matching gloves with added fake claws that were glued to the fingertips, her high heel stiletto boots making a clicking noise that she knew would send Harry into a state of lust. The entirety of her head was covered by a matching, cat-themed latex cowl that complete with heavy eye-shadow makeup and red lipstick. She swayed into the living room, her hips swaying back and forth smiling broadly like an idiot as she held out the bottle of black nail polish.

Harry blinked a couple of times, and then his eyes widened in shock as he stared at her. Harry blinked a couple of times, and then his eyes widened in shock as he stared at her. He felt himself flush, the blood draining from his face as he took in every detail of what Ginny was wearing. 

"I don't know about you, Mr. Potter," purred Ginny in a dry sultry tone that she had practiced in her spare time. "But I feel... so much yummier..."

She grinned cheekily at him.

Harry tried to respond, but couldn't form the words for once. He was too busy staring dumbfoundedly at what Ginny was wearing. It wasn't like the first dress he'd seen her in. They were always tight-fitting. Never revealing anything that would embarrass or shame her. But this one… well… it fit her figure perfectly. Her figure that Harry had never noticed before. Her shoulders were broad and her breasts were round. Harry's eyes flickered up towards her face, taking in her full mouth and long shapely eyelashes. She had dark red lipstick on, and her lips were swollen with sensuality.

Her eyes were a warm chocolate color framed by thick black lashes and Harry couldn’t help but swallow nervously when he realized that it made the bottom of her eyes look even more prominent than usual.

"Ginny?" whispered Harry finally. His voice sounded distant and strange. It seemed so far away. "You look so hot right now..."

Ginny giggled as she twirled around in front of him. Harry had never been more relieved in his entire life. 

"Thank you, Harry," Ginny grinned. 

He nodded absently as if it didn't matter. The only thing on his mind was how amazing he looked standing there watching Ginny spin like a walkway model.

"Where did you get such an outfit like this?" he asked, not once taking his eyes off her. He felt so warm all over. And the sweat trickling down his back was definitely not helping matters at all. Ginny laughed again. She was enjoying herself to no end.

"You can thank Hermione for introducing me to a muggle movie called Batman Returns," revealed Ginny. "She had rented the movie and invited me to watch it over at hers with her, and that was how the movie introduced me to Catwoman and the lush outfit." Ginny winked at him.

Harry's jaw fell slightly open. Was it possible she really thought that he found her outfit attractive? Well, maybe if she wasn't dressed as he had never seen before in his life. The catsuit was very form-fitting and fit her curves quite well. Harry couldn't look away from her as she moved closer to him. Her smile grew wider as he took yet another step closer to her. Then there was nothing else between them anymore.  He felt lightheaded. His heart was racing fast and hard, pumping through his veins.

Ginny leaned in close towards Harry's face until their foreheads touched. Her lips met his. They were soft, sweet, inviting, and perfect. This time when she kissed him, he didn't hesitate to kiss back. He wrapped his arms around her waist as he pulled her closer to him. Ginny ran her fingers up through his hair. This kiss deepened, deepening. As their tongues danced together, he pressed himself into her. Their bodies pressed against each other, making him grow harder every second that passed by. 

He moaned into her mouth as she slid her hands under his shirt. She ran them slowly up and down his sides. His mind started clouding over. She was kissing his neck now, sucking on his pulse point. A moan of his own escaped his throat and made her smirk against his skin. His whole body felt hot as she pulled his Hogwarts sweater over his head. She then threw it across the room, but Harry paid no attention. Instead, he pulled her closer, pulling her body even closer against him. She broke off the kiss, breathing heavily. 

Harry opened his eyes to see her smiling down at him with a glint of desire in her eye. Her brown eyes glimmered wickedly. Her erect nipples showed right through the latex. He licked his dry lips; they'd gone as hard as a rock. He needed her, right here. Right now. But instead, he simply sat there, still holding her tight and staring back at her. Ginny smiled down at him with a small laugh. Then she slipped the gloves off her hands, before grabbing a handful of her mask and ripping it from her face, releasing a mane of long, wavy red hair. 

Without hesitation, Harry pulled her in for another kiss. It became harder and harder the longer he kissed her. She slid her hands inside his shirt, running them underneath his shirt. Her touch sent chills down his spine. She tugged at his tie. She began undoing the ties, untying the collar. Her kisses left trails down his jaw, leaving love bites along his neck and shoulder. She gently grabbed his belt buckle. 

"Gin…" his voice came out strained. 

His body ached for her touch. His need was too much. He just wanted her. With one swift motion, she unhooked his pants from his pants. She pushed them down to his ankles. He kicked them off the bed behind him and quickly stepped out of them. Before he could take another breath she dove right back in. 

Her tongue explored every inch of his bare chest as her fingers caressed his stomach. His entire body was covered in goosebumps. He arched his back, wanting more. Need more. More of her. More of her lips. More of her. His thoughts were getting fuzzy. The endless creaking of her latex outfit was driving him insane with arousal and lust. His eyes drifted closed as he felt her lips leave his chest. He felt something soft brush against his ear. 

"Open your eyes…and let me see you," she whispered in his ear.

Her husky voice had never sounded sweeter than it did right now. He opened his eyes. Ginny smiled. His cock sprung to life at the sight. Her hand was still resting on his belly. She moved her hand slowly down toward his member, giving him a few seconds to adjust before sliding her index finger over his tip. Instantly he stiffened in reaction to the slight intrusion. 

Ginny smirked, leaning closer to his lips. He groaned in anticipation as she ran her finger up and down his shaft while slowly massaging his entrance. The sensations coursing through Harry's body were unbelievable. He could feel her fingers, stroking him in slow, steady motions. At first, he tried to resist. He wanted her to fuck him. He wanted her to fuck him, to make sure this was real. His body told him it was. That she would never lie about something this important.

But as she continued rubbing up and down his shaft, Harry gave in to his body and surrendered completely. He gripped tightly onto her shoulders, burying his face in her neck. 

"Fuck me, Ginny," hissed Harry. 

"As you wish, my darling," she purred into his ear and kissed his neck.

Harry watched her bend over him. Her long red hair fell forward covering his face as she reached into his pants. When he saw her grab his length he almost lost his grip on reality. He could only imagine what she looked like under her latex Catwoman outfit. Her lips brushed over the front of his underwear, teasing him. He bucked his hips up, desperately trying to get closer to her. With quick movements, Ginny ripped his boxers off. She tossed them aside and positioned herself fully above Harry.

She unzipped the crotch area of her suit to expose her moist clit to Harry, she trembled at the cool air hitting her sensitive area

She bit her lip at the sudden rush of pleasure. Harry watched intently, waiting for her to make a move. All he could think about right now was fucking her until he came.

"Ready?" breathed Ginny.

"I'm more than just ready..."

Without warning, Ginny plunged herself into Harry's hot wet hole. Harry clenched instinctively around her, grunting in pain and pleasure. Ginny sucked harshly, filling Harry with her cream. She began moving her pelvis faster than ever before. She pumped her hips upward repeatedly, causing Harry to tighten around her, pushing deeper and deeper into her warmth. She had already taken some extra precautions earlier on when she performed a spell on herself so that she wouldn't get herself pregnant.  So she wasn't expecting this. Harry was thrusting into her hard and fast. Each thrust caused Ginny's walls to ripple beneath him. He could practically hear them slapping against his cock. He grunted loudly, gripping Ginny's waist tighter and harder.

Ginny dug her nails into Harry's back, digging her nails into his flesh. She knew exactly what she was doing to him. She knew exactly how to drive him crazy. She knew exactly how to make him come. Harry's eyes rolled back in his head as he frantically ran his hands over the material of the soft latex suit. It was starting to become unbearably hot. He could barely stand it. She kept going faster and faster. Harry gasped as she slammed herself onto him, sending him flying back on top of the bed.

She grabbed his arm and placed it above his head. She pinned him in place, grinding against him, riding him furiously.

"Oh Merlin, Harry!" panted Ginny, her eyes screwed shut. "This feels so damn good... I want you, Harry. Take me! Take me now!" she yelled out.

"Ginny, I can't hold on much longer...you know I can't hold on...please, baby, I want it so badly," whimpered Harry.

"Yes! Fuck!" Ginny screamed, losing herself in their pleasure. "Yes yes yes, that feels so good...oh god, Harry!" Harry could feel her juices pouring all over him. She tightened around his pulsating dick. "I can't... I can't...don't cum yet...I'm not done...please...Harry...come on...let me finish you off."

Ginny continued to pound against him. She ground herself against him, feeling his thick muscles tense and tighten with every hit. Every stroke sent him further away from reality. He could no longer think clearly. He couldn't control himself. All he could do was feel. Feel her hips moving rhythmically against his. Feel his throbbing cock pumping against her insides. Feel her thighs tightening around him, forcing his cock deeper and deeper between them.

He felt himself nearing his climax, begging for release to come crashing over him. As soon as he thought he would burst, he suddenly came hard. He didn't notice he was coming; his cock jerked, spilled his juices everywhere. And Ginny followed shortly after. Her orgasm rippled throughout her body. After several moments she finally relaxed into his hold. She laid down next to him, her legs draped over his legs.

They lay next to each other, panting heavily. They both stared at each other in silence. Ginny traced Harry's lips with her thumb. He leaned forward to capture her finger between his lips, softly kissing her skin. 

He then pressed a tender kiss to the center of her palm. Ginny lifted her hand to her mouth and lapped at Harry's sweat-soaked skin, which damped his school shirt  Their gazes locked with each other once again.  Harry cupped her cheek with his free hand. He pressed his lips against hers again. The kiss deepened, deepening the moment. It seemed they had both been waiting for this moment, for their bodies and minds to collide. 

Harry crawled under the bed to remove Ginny's stiletto-heeled boots, which she sighed in relief as she flexes her toes. She couldn't be bothered removing her outfit, but she knew for sure she going to take a shower first thing tomorrow. Harry slipped out of his own shirt before joining her underneath the blankets. He pulled her closer to him as he cuddled into her side. She wrapped her arms around him tightly and rested her chin on the crook of his neck. His arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close against his body. He buried his head into her neck.

"Wow... That was... That was amazing..." breathed Harry.

Ginny giggled. "That's an understatement." She nuzzled her nose into his chest and gently placed her lips on his collarbone. She ran her lips softly back up and placed a gentle kiss on his temple. "Besides, you know pretty soon, I'm not gonna be the only girl you're gonna shag now that we have a list of women joining us."

Harry chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Well then... we better hope all those women are good lovers too!" he said, hoping that would sound more confident than it felt.

Ginny rolled her eyes at him as she playfully smacked his arm. "I wasn't thinking about you, you silly prat."

"You weren't?! But that's what I thought-"

He never got to finish because her lips were already back on his, sucking lightly on his lower lip. Ginny could feel her boyfriend starting to get hard again as his hands began to trail down her back. Harry broke their kiss and looked into her eyes. Ginny gazed back at him, slightly blushing from their sudden physical contact. She moved so Harry lay beside her. 

"Come here," he said as he patted the mattress beside him. She nodded as she scooted closer to him, resting against his side. Harry held her as she snuggled deeper into his shoulder.

"Let's just get some sleep before we discuss the list of girls," Ginny said, turning to face him.

Harry looked down at Ginny who was already half asleep with her eyes closed. He brushed her hair away from her eyes, smiling slightly. Harry kissed her forehead. "Yes, let's do that."

"And I need a shower after wearing this outfit for hours, dammit..." uttered the youngest Weasley.

Harry chuckled at her wit before sleep overtook him. 

A/N: And there you have it, folks. Harry and Ginny are now at a new chapter of their lives, and soon will be planning on bringing a long list of women to their harem! I have no clue how they're gonna get this done, but I hope you'll enjoy the ride! In case any of you are wondering which period this fic is taking place at, it's during the events of the Half-Blood Prince and there will be some bits of the story that I'm gonna stick to, but other than that, the rest is pretty much AU. Long story short, me and co-writer neostardustdragon101 discussed wanting to do this harem fic for a while, and we wanted to do something a little different for the two of us other than our Batman rewrite fics. Plus as far as harem fics go, there is a majority of them that have Hermione as the alpha which is about 90% of those fics that have her in that role. Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of enjoyable stories out there for many to read, me included, that have Hermione front and center. However, we thought it would make a nice change to have Ginny as the alpha of the harem. So, who are the women that are gonna join Harry and Ginny? That we can't tell you yet, only time will tell. 

So there you have it, I hope you enjoyed it, and this is the beginning of a long wild ride! Stay tuned! Peace!