The Six Million Galleon Man

Chapter 7

“So what do you think?” Hermione asked, nervous about his opinion. Harry, however, thought her idea was brilliant.

“It’s a wonderful idea!” he happily told her. Hermione blushed and smiled shyly.

“Really?” she asked.

“Of course. Having our own Headquarters while at school is a great idea,” he told her, looking around the room. “What is this place?”

“I’m not sure,” Hermione told him, much more confident now that she knew that he liked her idea. “There were no desks when I found it, so I don’t think that it’s a classroom, or at least it hasn’t been used as one in recent times. It’s too small to be a teacher’s quarters. I’m not sure what it was used for, but I think that it’s perfect for us,” she said excitedly, bouncing in place.

“Indeed it will be. It just needs a bit of work,” Harry commented as he walked around. He ran his finger down a wall and looked at it. It was covered in dust. He turned back to Hermione. “ … and a bit of cleaning.”

“We can add bookshelves and desks and have a lovely space for us to read and do homework and study …” she carried on. Harry rolled his eyes and walked up behind her. He wrapped his arms securely around her slim waist and gave her a squeeze. She squeaked and blushed when he leaned in and kissed the side of her neck.

“And maybe a large bed to have fun on?” he teased as his hands slid up her young body, and he groped her covered breasts. Hermione shuddered in his grasp.

“D-Definitely,” she gasped out as her nipples were being stimulated. “Should we invite Ginny into this?” she asked.

“Yeah. I think that would be a good idea. We’ve been keeping her out of the loop about what we’re doing, but this is different. She’ll notice if we’re suddenly gone all the time. Besides, sooner or later we’ll tell her about our plans. At least we will when we actually have a plan to tell her,” Harry snorted. He gave Hermione’s neck one last nip before letting her go. She straightened her clothes while Harry looked around the room again. He suddenly had an idea.

“Can I speak with a Hogwarts House-Elf, please?” he called out. Hermione was just about to ask what he was doing when a pop filled the room. Standing before them was a creature that Harry was very familiar with.

“Dobby?!” he exclaimed over seeing the little elf. “What are you doing here?”

“Dobby be taking a job at Hoggywarts, Master Harry Potter sir!” the elf told them happily and proudly. “I’s be getting paid and everything!”

“That’s brilliant, Dobby! Can you do us a favor?” he asked.

“Anything for brave Harry Potter sir!”

The elf beamed in happiness at the prospect of doing something for his savior. His ears were sticking straight up in excitement.

“Can you clean up this room and add a bed?” Harry asked.

“And three desks, some chairs, and some bookshelves?” Hermione suddenly joined in, not wanting her study aids to be left out.

“Of course! I’s be doing it right now! It will be done after dinner, Harry Potter sir!” he squeaked in joy and ushered them out so that he could start right away. The little elf had to work fast since it was less than an hour before dinner started. Shrugging, Harry led them away from the room. Hermione was talking about ways to conceal the room when Harry suddenly felt a little bit randy. Looking around the deserted hallway, he neither saw nor heard anyone even close to them. It wasn’t surprising. Hermione had done a wonderful job picking out a room that was far off the beaten path. Deciding to reward her, he grabbed her hips and directed her against the wall.

“Harry! What are you …?” she began to ask, but Harry shushed her.

“Drop your robe and place your hands on the wall and leave them there,” he told her. Hermione blushed but did what he said. Placing her hands on the wall, she felt him bend over and lift the back of her skirt up.

“Someone could see!” Hermione hissed in embarrassment. It didn’t seem to help since Harry pulled her panties down to her knees.

“They certainly could, so we better hurry up!” he chirped as she felt the tip of his cock rub against her naked slit. Hermione gasped and rested her hot forehead against the cold stone of the castle walls. Once Harry was lined up, he thrust forward and sank deeply into her. Hermione let out a pleasured squeal as his cock bottomed out. With her legs parted and her ass jutting out, she desperately tried not to cry out loud when he started brutally fucking her right there in the hallway. Even so, she could clearly hear the clapping of his hips on her ass reverberating throughout the corridor. She could hear the squelching of her wet pussy tightening while trying to keep him within. To her, the sounds were near deafening as they echoed off the stone walls. She bit her lip and fluttered her eyes as beads of arousal dripped from her stuffed twat and rolled down the insides of her thighs. When Harry’s magnificent cock battered her g-spot, Hermione was forced to stuff her fist in her mouth to keep from screaming in pleasure. Her body was rocked by orgasm after orgasm, but the brute continued to fuck her relentlessly. His hips were like a jackhammer, pounding away at her without tiring. His fat, bloated sack swung back and forth, slapping against her throbbing clit as she was ruthlessly fucked.

Unable to stop herself, she screamed loudly as she came as hard as she ever had. Harry pushed her body tightly against the wall and filled her sopping wet hole with cum. As he pumped her full of seed, they suddenly heard footsteps coming in the distance. Harry smirked and pulled up her panties before doing the same to his pants.

“We better hurry,” he told her, tossing her school robes at her. Hermione squeaked in fear and ran with him down the hall and out of sight.

The Six Million Galleon Man

As he ate, he once again kept his eyes trained on a certain gorgeous, female Slytherin. She was sitting by her friend, a girl named Tracey Davis. At least most people assumed that they were friends. She was practically the only person that Daphne regularly talked to. Finding information on Daphne had been a bit of a challenge. No one seemed to know anything about her, other than she was good-looking, and she usually kept to herself. Harry, of course, already knew that. He had written to his contacts in the Department of Mysteries and received a packet of information on the Greengrass family.

Harry already knew that the family made their money through importing, but that was all he found out from Narcissa. He had to admit that he was a bit too distracted by the MILF’s lovely body to ask any further. As it turned out though, a large portion of their money came from bringing in magical beasts from all over the world. They specialized in handling the biggest and most dangerous beasts on the planet. Harry wasn’t surprised by this. The more dangerous an animal is usually means the more money that you get from it. Some of the animals were used for breeding or even consumption. Most, however, were slaughtered for potion ingredients. The Greengrasses didn’t do any of that though. They just brought them into the country … or at least they used to.

Their business had taken a serious hit when the Ministry cracked down on the importation of highly restricted beasts. As it so happened, those were the ones that made the Greengrass family a fortune. After that avenue had dried up, they had struggled to find a foothold in other markets. It wasn’t as simple as stopping the importation of beasts and starting to import food or books. Other pureblood families already had monopolies on importing practically everything else, just as they had with animals. So unless they found a way to undercut the price in a meaningful way, they were kind of stuck.

Daphne’s father had been doing a fairly good job of keeping things going after the Ministry’s crackdown. That was until everyone’s favorite ferret stuck his nose where it didn’t belong. Harry certainly didn’t mind. Their loss was his gain. He just needed to figure out a way to get that contract away from him.

Harry knew that Malfoy fancied himself as the next great leader of the Malfoy clan. He had an over-inflated ego like no other. There was no way that he would allow someone else to handle the family business affairs. Since his mother was no longer a member of the family, that left him to handle the books. It was a dumb mistake on his part. Running a wealthy family was a full-time job, and Malfoy was still a student. From spying on him, Harry knew that he was sending letters several times a day. That meant that he was likely conducting his family business from school. This brought a smile to Harry’s face. It was one hundred percent guaranteed that Malfoy was dumb enough to bring the family business files with him to school … including all active contracts.

Now Harry just needed to figure out how to sneak into the Slytherin Common Room and Draco’s dorm.

The Six Million Galleon Man

Late at night when everyone was sleeping, Harry covered himself in his Invisibility Cloak and silently skulked down the corridors of the school, periodically looking at the Marauder’s Map that was activated in his hand. The path to the Slytherin Common Room was easy enough to follow. Harry even learned a few new shortcuts from the map. He made his way down the staircase and into the Entrance Hall. There was a door on the right that led him deep into the bowels of the castle. The map didn’t actually show him the location of the Slytherin Common Room, but it did show him where the Slytherins were all sleeping. Not only that, but he had been there before. Once there, he began checking the area, trying to remember where the door was.  

Sadly, it was all for not. He checked every inch of the area but couldn’t find it. Knowing that the House Common Rooms were all somewhat hidden, this didn’t dissuade him from looking. He just needed to look a little harder. Pulling out his wand, he began waving it around the corridor where the entrance should be at. Nearly as fast as he cast the Detection Spells, readings began flooding in. This area of the corridor was absolutely covered in Detection Spells and Enchantments. He would have a tough time discerning them all. One that he recognized immediately was a mild Confundus Charm. Harry shook his head and backed away from the area. Once he was at a safe distance, he continued trying to make sense of his readings.

From what he could tell, Slytherins were keyed into the area’s protections. Anyone not keyed in would become somewhat confused about the Common Room’s location when they entered or left the Enchanted area. There were also some Anti-Spying Charms laced around the area. All of this made sense to Harry. The Slytherins weren’t well-liked amongst their peers, and they needed all the protection that they could get. Sadly for Harry, he wouldn’t be getting into the Common Room that night. Also, simply following a student back might not work. It would be a disaster if he was found out. No, he needed to go about this another way.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps quickly making their way toward him. Harry threw the cloak back over himself and hid around the corner. Peeking his head around the corner, he saw Snape coming to check out the area. Looking around, the greasy bat pulled out his wand and began waving it. Harry quickly ducked back around the corner and silently made his escape. It just confirmed what he figured. That area was being monitored at all hours of the day. His spellcasting likely triggered an alarm. He decided to go back to his dorm and get some rest. He’d come up with a plan to get in.

It was the next day when he asked Hermione for her advice. They were in their new HQ examining everything that Dobby had done the day before. Like Harry had requested, there was a very large and comfortable-looking bed against one wall of the room. Like Hermione had wanted, there were desks, a sofa, and multiple bookshelves for her to fill up. They hadn’t told Ginny about the room yet, but she was planning to later that day.

“That’s tricky,” Hermione commented, thinking of an answer to the problem. “I think that you’re right. If you try to sneak in without someone noticing, you might end up getting caught. Unfortunately, there are no windows for you to sneak in through either,” she told him.

“What I need is to temporarily scramble the Detection spells. That would allow me to sneak in undetected,” Harry said as he sat on the bed, bouncing up and down a bit to test its comfiness.

“Do you know how to do that?” Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow. She had never heard of a spell like that.

“I know a spell,” Harry told her. “It wouldn’t work on powerful wards like the ones on the castle, but the ones in the corridor are fairly weak. The spell should scramble them for at least an hour.”

“Then why don’t you use it? … And you better show me the spell!” Hermione turned her head to glare at him for keeping cool spells to himself.

“Because I’m positive that the stone that’s anchoring those wards and enchantments is located inside the Common Room. The entrance is powerful enough to block the scrambling spell,” Harry explained. Hermione tapped her chin while in thought.

“If only we knew how to enchant objects. Then you could enchant that spell onto something and trigger it to go off at a certain time. Then you’d just have to find a way to hide it on a Slytherin’s body or in their bag,” she told him. Harry smiled and walked over to her. Hermione squeaked when he lifted her up and kissed her. She was just getting into the kiss when he suddenly broke it.

“That’s brilliant, Hermione! I don’t know how to enchant it but a contact that I know does. I’ll message them and have it sent over.”

Hermione flushed with embarrassment but secretly liked the praise that she had received. She liked the fact that he placed her on the bed and stuck his head underneath her skirt even better.

The Six Million Galleon Man

The next day, Harry received a secret package containing an enchanted “fake” knut. Now all he had to do was slip it on an unknowing Slytherin, and he knew just the right target.

Pansy Parkinson had been subtly looking at him during meal times. Having not been physically close to her, she hadn’t experienced the limited “allure” that he had developed after his gene-splicing, at least not fully. Harry discovered that she had started taking notice of him during one of the few classes that they shared with the Slytherins. During class, even though they sat away from each other, they were still close enough for her to feel it. It seemed that she was intrigued. She tried to hide the fact that she was looking at him from her housemates, but Harry noticed. Now he would use that to his advantage.

After dinner that night, Harry waited for her group to leave the Great Hall and go back to the dungeons. He waited hidden around a corner and when he saw them pass by, he hit them with a mild Confundus Charm. Because of that, her friends didn’t notice when he reached out and snatched her hand. He pulled her around the corner as her friends carried on back to the dungeons, talking nonsense until the charm finally wore off. Pansy shook her head in confusion as her mind snapped back to normal.

“What the …? Potter?!” she shrieked, and Harry shushed her. He held her by the hips and trapped her against the wall. He saw her cheeks turn pink as he pressed in closer.

“You may want to lower your voice, Pansy. Otherwise, we won’t be able to have any fun,” he teased as his hands traveled from her hips to her sides. Sadly, her robe was in the way.

Pansy snorted but didn’t pull away from him. “Fun? With you? Please,” she snorted sarcastically. Her words meant nothing to him. He could feel her trembling as he pulled her into an empty room. Once in the safety of the room, he began unclasping her robe.

“I’ve noticed you checking me out. It’s been happening quite a lot lately. Are you sure that you’re not curious to find out what it’s like to give in to your fantasies?” he asked as her robe pooled on the floor. He didn’t even bother waiting for an answer. He reached underneath her skirt and firmly grabbed her panty-clad bottom. Pansy squealed and gripped his shoulders tightly when he lifted her off the ground. As her body was pressed against the wall, she was forced to part her legs to give him more room.

Pansy was breathing heavily from being so close to him. She didn’t deny that she had been fantasizing about him lately. There was just something about him. Every time that she was near, her pussy began to heat up, and her panties became moist. Not only that, but Draco had been ignoring her this year. He only opened his mouth to fire off an insult or two. That just wouldn’t do. She was a woman and had needs. Now she was with a boy that clearly wanted to fulfill her needs. ‘Would it be so bad to give in?’ she thought to herself.

Her eyes fluttered closed when he leaned in and captured her lips. She couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as they began to make out. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist just as he started sucking on her tongue. Just being in his arms was incredible. Her pussy was already wetter than it had ever been, and they were just getting started. Unable to control herself, she ground her panty-clad pussy against his raging erection as his hand squeezed and groped her pert bottom. She broke the kiss and gasped through a mini orgasm. Harry moved his lips down to her graceful neck.

“PANSY?! WHERE ARE YOU?!” they heard her friends yell in the distance. Pansy squeaked and forced herself out of his grasp.

“I have to go before I get caught!” she said quietly in a panicked voice. Harry nodded.

“Okay, but I’m not done with you by a long shot,” he teased, earning a blush from her. She was stopped from responding when he grabbed her again and kissed her deeply. Pansy allowed him to manhandle her until he finally let go. She quickly fixed herself up and scampered out the door, unaware that an enchanted coin was in her robe pocket.