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Rise from the Ashes, Chapter 12.
🕑 Added 2024-02-23 16:39:10 +0000 UTCPlanet Magix, Adquistes.
The city of Adquistes was a circular settlement locked in a lush green valley at the foot of a mountain located near the Wildlands, also called Resort Realm; a popular spot for vacations right in the middle of unclaimed nature. The city itself had high walls and most buildings held in tan, gold and blue colours. It was arranged in three tiers that separated the settlement into parts. Both lower tiers were for shopping, clubbing and restaurants due to Adquistes' main income being tourism and commerce, making most shops cater to a specific clientèle. In the smallest and topmost ring was the housing for residents with buildings ranging from modest apartments to luxurious villas and mansions.
In the upper floor of one such mansion, in a room with a beautiful balcony, was still light on. Something that was about to become redundant as dawn arrived and the sky became tinged with red, pink and gold. After a look inside the room one would immediately see that it belonged to a young woman from the décor alone. Everlasting candles placed all over the room provided their romantic and gentle light to the occupants. Two set of clothes were strewn about haphazardly, furniture was displaced here and there, and two empty vials with a few leftover drops of a blue potion sat on a dressing table beside a full one. Not that the two figures on the canopy bed noticed anything else beside themselves.
“You're perfect.” a naked blue-haired fairy gushed emotionally. “I love everything about you!” she was of average height, possessing an hourglass figure, pale skin, blue eyes framed by beautiful lashes and blue hair that reached her trim ankles. Her eyebrows proved that the colour was natural. She also had a delicate heart-shaped face, lips made for pouting, a cute button nose and a tiny mole under her left eye.
Her partner's eyes widened in surprise and he didn't say he loved her back. But when his lips fell on hers, and they traded the tastes they'd acquired tenderly, breaking apart to kiss with closed lips a few times before tonguing again, she was happy. Convinced her newborn feelings were accepted and reciprocated at least to some degree.
“More now.” she pleaded, bucking lightly up into him with her arse as she laid under him on her back. The young woman's extremely long blue hair splayed wide under her. Her sensitive pussy was red from the friction and oozing copious amounts of their mixed fluids that flowed down to lubricate her arsehole. “I know you've got more for me, Daddy. I need it, please! Right up my ass, however you'd like, just fuck me more. Daddy, say you will, say you love my whore-holes, say you'll fill me up, say you're proud of me! Please, Daddy, I want to hear it!”
“I am proud of you, Chimera.” He cooed, kissing her neck so he didn't have to see her sending him looks of adoration, alternating between pulling at her nipples and massaging her tender breasts. “I do love your filthy little cunt, your pretty lips, and your virgin arsehole.”
“Thank you, Daddy! Thank you so much! I love you so much, you don't even know!” she cried out ecstatically, steel-blue eyes shining wetly, and feeling pleasantly sore all over by their vigorous activities. The Invigoration draughts in her system the only thing keeping her going at this point. He couldn't even tell if she was all there anymore.
He groaned and peeled himself back off of her, pushing down against her medium breasts to stand back up, leaving red hand-prints on them that Chimera thought looked just too cute. Pushing her buns together, Chimera joked, a little manic. “Thank you for choosing Chimera Celsius today, sir!” Spreading her cheeks wide, she continued to crow, staring at him at the edge of the bed. “Please use and abuse this slut's virgin arsehole to your heart's content!”
“Fuck!” Harry growled out almost angrily, entirely unable to hold back as lines of green lightning races all over his body, empowering him, banishing his fatigue that had accumulated from the fuck session lasting all night long in an attempt to spend as much magic as possible. In preparation the wizard scooped some of their mixed essence out of her quivering pussy and smeared it onto and into her arse, pushing first one, then two and then three fingers in until he deemed it enough, and vanishing any waste while he was at it.
“Here we go.” Harry warned as he pushed himself forward, slowly and steadily stretching his newest conquest's rosebud open further with his slick cockhead. He shifted forward, breaching and clearing her delicate anus with a soft pop and a harsh squeal from Chimera.
“Fuck! You're in my ass, Harry! My ass, your cock is so hot in my ass!” the slovenly fairy babbled out in a daze.
“Hmm.” Harry hummed in contentment as the purple rim of his swollen head breached into the fleshy warmth of his partner's bowels. Harry grit his teeth, reaching down to hook his thumbs in the sides of her cunt, stretching it open as his other eight fingers wrapped around her narrow hips and thighs, holding her in place as his cock ventured slickly deeper into her impossibly tight arsehole. Using his leverage to sink himself the rest of the way into her anus, drawing a mix of a gasp and a cry from the horribly aroused young woman.
“Naahh!” Chimera screamed beneath him. “You're stretching all of me! Daddy, my cunt and my bum, you'll make me cum, cum, cum! I'm cumming again! I'm cumming from your cock in my arse, Daddy! It's so hot!” she cried out in ecstasy and rapture, writhing on the bed with what was left of her body's energy. Chimera's pussy and butt clamped down hard, unprepared for the new type of stimulation filling and stretching her in new ways that she instantly fell in love with.
“You're so warm.” The wizard commented a little hazily, his eyes closed in bliss as he enjoyed the constricting tightness of Chimera's insides. On her back, panting and whimpering, Chimera cried out softly. “Fuck!” to herself over and over, her arse radiating discomfort, pleasant fullness and carnal ecstasy in equal measures.
Harry leaned down towards the pale-skinned beauty, holding still and humming a little tune to let the fairy adjust. “Relax.” he soothed, kissing at her neck and chest, and giving her a soft smile, which caused a goofy grin of her own to spring up on Chimera's face. He noted that it looked much more beautiful without the constant sneer he had seen her wear so far. It prompted him to lean down to give her a quick passionate kiss on the lips. When he felt her ring ease its stranglehold his hands grabbed the fairy's ankles and he said. “I'm going to start fucking you now, and I'm not going to stop until your belly is bulging with my cum. Just like you wanted, okay?”
Chimera shivered beneath him, lying on the edge of the bed with her legs thrown up in the air, her ankles now held tightly in his grasp to prevent escape. Anticipation coiled inside her, waiting for the next orgasm to explode out of her core after so many already. Harry looked at her with fathomless emerald eyes, naked and slick with sweat that accentuated his defined musculature and scars. It was the most beautiful thing Chimera had ever seen.
Not waiting for a reply, Harry unsheathed nearly all of his cock, leaving just the rim of his fat glans within her desperately grasping pucker. Lifting himself on his tiptoes, Harry angled down for maximum stretching and plunged, extracting a shameless shriek from Chimera. Repeating the motion, still on the balls of his feet, Harry wrenched himself from the impossible tightness of the wanton girl's arse, only to slam back into her as hard as he could, driving her into the bed and sending her tits jiggling erotically.
Plenty slick from their shared fluids, the wizard continued his relentless assault, the frantic slippery friction heating up his cock and her arse, and adding to both of their pleasure.
“I'm cumming!” Chimera squealed, tightly gripping the sheets as she squirmed helplessly at the unbearable stimulation. Her pussy and bum both clamping down once more as a trickle of her ejaculate leaked out of her violently rocking cunt's opening. Harry was harsher than he had been with her pussy previously, but slower as well, and Chimera was allowed to feel the hot fullness that jerked her forward in detail, slipping free and pounding back. Over and over and over he did it until her anus was infused with such heat she could barely stand it, forcing her to cum harder than before, letting her jerk wildly in a futile search for sanity. Harry her only rock in that toiling sea of mad lust, holding her fast.
Ignoring her orgasm and gritting his teeth, Harry kept his word and kept fucking his hot, swollen length into Chimera's now slippery arsehole, tuning her out and instead focussing in on the way her anus clung to his meaty pole, pulling out like a fleshy hill as he withdrew, and sinking further when he hammered forward. Totally mesmerized by the lewd display of skin. Using his momentum, Harry shifted back and slammed deeper and harder into the gurgling slut's guts than before. Mostly freeing himself again before repeating the action, burying every inch of his cock inside her, fucking the young fairy into the bed like an animal as she cried out her pain and unbearable pleasure without restraint.
Chimera began cumming again and didn't stop, her breasts and face flushed from the strain. Even as the puddle under her weeping quim grew. Unable to even think anymore, the blue-haired fairy felt tears leaking out of her eyes as the man pounded her into insanity.
It was almost half an hour later that Harry shouted triumphantly. His legs were beginning to tire and sweat clung to him all over as he came harder than he ever had before into the violently shaking fairy beneath him. Cum streaming from his by now overworked balls, down his impressive length, and finally into Chimera's bowels. “I'm cumming!” Harry gasped as he came as deep inside her as he could, her arse undulating around him, milking him for his seed. “Your ass is so tight, drinking it all up!”
“I am, I really am!” she blubbered near incoherently, laughing in delight as the by now familiar hot liquid began filling her guts. Chimera couldn't get over how hot everything felt. Her arsehole was stinging, on fire even, and Harry's cock felt like a searing metal poker. His load almost boiling hot, and she couldn't get enough of it, her back arching like a bow through Harry's orgasm, cumming messily against the groaning man's groin.
“Ha, ha, ha.” Harry panted out, beads of sweat clinging to his body and showing all the little delights of his body, which Chimera admired from a world away. Still cumming around his cock up her bum.
Harry withdrew completely from his partner, letting go of her rubbery legs which flopped uselessly down in a spread position, showing the world her taint. His emerald eyes widened in amazement as her hole retained the large O-shape he had pounded into it. He could see her fleshy depths coated deeply white and quivering from the brutal fucking it had endured. After a moment the hole puckered closed, and then opened back up, winking at Harry as Chimera's sphincter clenched feebly at nothing.
Waiting for her abused hole to wink again, Harry huskily growled out. “You look absolutely pathetic. I've never seen such a shameful display; it's like your hole can't figure out where my cock went.” he shook his head in mock-disappointment, knowing the girl's masochistic streak by now. “But what can you expect from a little slut asking a complete stranger to take her virginity? For shame!”
The shivering girl failed to respond, her cunt still seeping its spent love juice onto his cock in slurping gulps from where it was flung onto the floor.
“It's right here!” he mumbled, violently wrenching a squealing Chimera back, who instinctively wrapped her legs around his body, hooking her ankles behind him so her feet rested above his buttocks, and effectively preventing him from leaving.
Using that opportunity, Harry lashed out quickly, seizing her painfully erect nipples with his fingers, and pulling hard enough to lift her breasts off of her ribs.
“Ahh!” Chimera cried out in agonizing pleasure, trying to sit up for relief but her body refused to follow her command. She only managed to prop herself up on her elbows before those also gave out, leaving her to wallow in that prison of rapture. She didn't know how long it lasted, that journey through valleys and peaks of orgasm, but didn't care either way.
When he was finally done, his promise fulfilled, and hot sloshing cum stuffed her insides to the brim, Harry gingerly extracted himself. Breathing heavily as he did so and letting his enhancement fade away, feeling pleasantly empty now. Some perverted pride welled in him as he watched Chimera's ruined bum and pussy clench uselessly at nothing, leaking clear and milky liquid that formed a puddle under her. The young woman's right leg twitched like a dreaming dog's, her steel-blue eyes unfocussed as she stared up at the ceiling blankly. Her extremely long hair was wild and unkempt after the long night of brutal sex, and she was drenched in sweat with semen her or there marking her body.
Harry himself was pretty sweaty too, his softening prick raw and red from the friction and exertion.
It had been a long session, lasting from early evening to late morning. 'What a night.' Harry mused slightly bewildered, thinking back how he came to be here in the first place as he went to the adjacent bathroom, taking a leak that was long overdue. The bathroom would not have been out of place in a palace, with its decorated marble floors, magically moving mosaics and pillars around which vines of gold wreathed themselves. Harry drew water into the luxurious and downright gigantic tub set in the floor that resembled a small pool and easily provided enough space for multiple people.
After having left Alfea with his stack of books he did do some research, hoping he wouldn't have to deal with his problem for a while. That hope had barely lasted through the night before it was dashed. Apparently neither the Trix nor Bloom used much magic at the moment, or at least not nearly enough to significantly draw on his reserves through his Dark Mark. Still, Harry was not one to take his body's signals seriously and adept at ignoring them too. Instead he magically did some improvements on the Citadel of Night, adding some things as well as trying to spend as much magic as possible. Something that did not work out as intended.
He had held out for about two days, hoping in vain Bloom would be ready soon, but apparently she couldn't get a hold of her boyfriend for a while now. Not that he pressured her or anything during their time getting to know each other. It was frustrating nonetheless. With that unsatisfying revelation and his problem demanding answers immediately he set out to look for relief. First Harry had thought about asking Musa, but in the end decided it'd be better to not mess around with Bloom's friends.
Luckily, he didn't have to look for too long and found Chimera quickly enough. 'I don't know why she sought me out, but she's a lifesaver.' Harry thought with a chuckle. Chimera having approached him as he had left Alfea yesterday and roamed Magix City for a while.
“Probably should've asked more questions, though.” Harry grumbled to himself good-naturedly, having the inkling he just stuck his dick in crazy before closing the tap now that the tub was ready and the water had a pleasant temperature. “What did Seamus call it?” the last Potter pondered, trying to remember the Irish boy's probably fabricated exploits, tapping his chin in thought before snapping his fingers as it came to him. “Daddy issues!” he exclaimed before remembering where he was. Fortunately Chimera was still unresponsive and hadn't heard him.
He sighed and surveyed the bath and glanced into Chimera's room. Aside from being an absolute mess, one could see its extravagance, like someone had wanted to use it show off everyday. The floor of her room was made out of polished hardwood on which expensive carpets laid. A decadent chandelier hung on the ceiling, basically a work of art with its fine filigree. In fact all the rooms he had seen were large and comfortable and opulent. There was a humongous pool outside and there was a jacuzzi in four of the twelve bathrooms that the mansion held from what Chimera told him. It was empty though, lifeless and stagnant. He was just plain uncomfortable seeing something so huge be so empty. It reminded Harry of his own much bigger temporary abode now that the Trix were gone.
Harry pushed himself off the now full and steaming tub's rim, and went back in Chimera's room. He probably should leave right now, but that simply wasn't in him after she helped him out. 'Not that she had any objections.' if anything Chimera was insatiable, using her mouth and even offering her ass once her pussy was too raw and sensitive, having practically begged for it.
Though, that posed the question if he should make this arrangement last longer than a night. Harry didn't want to look for others, if he could help it. Already having a bad enough conscience by remembering Darcy and Bloom. One giving him a simple kiss, Bloom went further, and Chimera even went straight to the L-word. Three different young women and three different stages. Harry knew he had no obligations to either of them, but it felt like unfinished business nonetheless.
“Fuck!” he muttered under his breath with a sigh, having no idea how to handle this mess. 'At least the books I got from Alfea gave me some avenues to explore on how to solve my problem.' Sadly, the solution was more than a little while away, and no help to his current predicament. Something the room itself reminded him of by smell alone.
His nose finally registered the distinct and near overpowering scent of sex in the stale air of the room, which now had mixed with candle smoke. Harry promptly opened the door to the balcony, letting the cool mountain air hit his naked body as the exquisite curtains rippled in the wind. Hopefully it was enough to clear his thoughts too.
As the fresh air entered the room Chimera stirred, eyes blinking slowly as she came back to the land of the living. “Daddy?” she asked groggily, trying to sit up but ending up wincing instead. “By the Great Dragon, you own my fucking ass now!” she giggled, a huge blush on her face. Chimera barely managed to roll over like a turtle so she was lying on her stomach, intent to not let anymore of his precious load escape her holes. With considerable effort she managed to face him, her face lying on her arms. Chimera's shining and adoring eyes sought his out immediately, watching him.
Harry didn't even have the energy to grimace at her nickname for him and instead just snorted in amusement. “I've drawn a bath so we can properly clean up.” he sat down beside where her head laid on the rumpled, stained and messy bed, knowing the sheets would have to be washed quite rigorously.
“I can clean you up.” Chimera offered, wiggling close to him so her face was on his crotch, nuzzling his cock. Her right hand cradling his testicles, eyes closed in rapture as she took in their combined essence and the strong musk emanating from his impressive prick.
Instead of taking Chimera up on her offer Harry gripped her long hair, twirling it around his right wrist a few times for a stronger grip and forcing her doe-like eyes to look into his. “While I'd like you to tell me how your ass tastes, my cock is still rather sensitive.” he growled out at the needy minx.
“Alright.” A shiver raced down he spine as Chimera submitted to him, evidently disappointed, and staring forlornly at her denied prize. “I have something on the dressing table, holding Star Grass Salve mixed with Murtlap Essence. It should help with that.” a quick summoning charm later Chimera held the intricately decorated box in her palm and opened it, followed by scooping some of it out and softly massaging the green ointment into his cock.
“Ah.” Harry sighed in relief, feeling the magical balm do its soothing work immediately. “Thank you.”
A moment after finishing the fairy asked meekly. “Daddy?”
“Yes, Chimera?” Harry replied with his eyes closed. He was adept at ignoring problems, so Chimera's endearment for him was just another thing on that by now long list. He hoped that it stayed something private as he let the salve do it's glorious work. All while wondering why she was prepared in such a way as to have ointment and potions ready.
“Can you put it on me, too?” her face hopeful as she watched him raise an eyebrow in question.
Harry hummed as if pondering the question. “Hmm, I don't know. Are you a good girl?”
She nodded her head, or tried to, unable to move it much due to his tight grip, gasping out uncertainly. “I am?”
“Was that a question or a statement?” Harry replied, untangling his hand from her hair and pulling her forward to lay her across his lap with her arse in the air. He carefully swiped her long tresses aside so they pooled on the ground, followed by slowly stroking her sensitive behind. “Maybe I should start with something easier?” He mused before asking further. “For your first time you were awfully well prepared, but chose just anybody to do it with. Why is that?” Curious as to why Chimera didn't chose someone significant to her.
Chimera felt her body reignite from the slow and gentle teasing Harry was doing to her, and suddenly felt a little self-conscious lying naked on his lap, her behind pointed at the door. Her mother or the few employed servants could walk in any moment and see what she was doing. Unlikely though that was, it only heightened her arousal. “You're not just anybody to me, Daddy!” Chimera exclaimed passionately, frantically even, as she squirmed in his hold.
“I know.” he told the distraught girl, stroking her butt lovingly, effectively calming her down. “However, that doesn't answer my question, does it?” he pointed out, his words accompanied by a sharp slap as he struck her bottom, knowing she loved it. The sound and her delighted moan echoed through the room. 'Why do I always get the complicated ones?' he mentally questioned himself. Even on Earth his friends weren't the most normal or well-adjusted. Or maybe it simply had something to do with magic making people bonkers? Something only supported by his own actions. He wasn't really stopping himself, after all.
“Uh, no.” Chimera gasped out, barely able to talk as her breathing became ragged with need and her pussy once more grew moist. “I did it to become more powerful.” Chimera finally admitted, looking over her shoulder at Harry. She watched tantalized as he raised his right hand high in the air to bring it down to within an inch of her bottom, but then stop and slowly lower the hand down to gently massage her burning behind. Each time the hand rose Chimera felt a tightness and coiling in her lower abdomen. Only to have the effect dissipate when he merely massaged her bum rather than continue through with the spank.
“Daddy, please.” Chimera called out in a needy whine, wiggling her ass in invitation, her voice having become utterly wanton. Upon seeing his unimpressed look that told her the information was insufficient, she meekly elaborated. “I used a simple sacrificial ritual, using my virginity to increase my power.” normally fairies didn't use those, deeming them dark magic. “However, the increase also depends on the partner's magical strength and how much magic you receive during it to keep the ritual going.” the increase was only a percentage of what she had received from him. Chimera shrugged a little, done to maybe get him to spank her by chance. “I knew you were extremely powerful, having met you in that pizzeria and luckily found you again.” by his reaction he remembered that brief encounter. “One or two Invigoration Draughts were intended for you,” followed by her muttering under her breath. “not that you needed them.” in the end she had used two of them herself.
“I see.” Harry mused, thinking that the extended session also helped him lose more magic than usual; for which he was grateful. His right hand still performed the same mechanical motion, followed by fondling her smooth and juicy bottom, alternating between stroking it tenderly and tracing his fingers around her pucker, causing it, and her, to shiver. “So that's why you were such a needy slut?” his index and middle finger traced down towards her pussy, driving them through her wet folds to her clitoris, rubbing the sensitive knot of nerves between his fingertips. “Or have you always been one and that was just a convenient excuse for you to get some cock, hmm?” his question was accompanied by his right arm resuming its previous motion.
Chimera toyed with her lips using her teeth. She was Chimera Celsius, a future Princess of Solaria if her mother was to be believed, she shouldn't act like this. Almost against her will, she tracked Harry's right hand out of the corner of her eye as it rose and then came down sharply but stopped before making contact with her butt. She could feel the breeze it caused rushing across her bottom and pussy before he lowered his hand all the way, and the gentle warmth as the hand rubbed her aching cheeks.
“Yes, I'm your slut, your cum dump!” she cried out, abandoning reason entirely, wanting nothing more than for him to continue. Utterly unable to withstand this sweet torture. “I want you to fuck me everyday from now. So long until I'm an hour away from dying of thirst! Then just cum down my throat and keep going!” her whole body shivered in anticipation as she said that, body dancing to the hidden tune of her perverse desires.
"All you had to do was ask." Harry stated and brought his hand down sharply against her butt causing a resounding slap. His decision of possibly making this a permanent arrangement apparently made for him by Chimera.
Chimera, who had almost expected another feint, squealed and started shuddering as that last little bit was all she needed to be pushed over the edge, and into one of the most intense orgasms of her life. The intensity of it and her exhaustion were so great she didn't even notice as Harry took the ointment to carefully rub it onto her sore arse and other places on her body were it went to work immediately, soothing her red behind.
Chimera came back out of her stupor surrounded by warmth from all sides, suffused by it. Opening her blue eyes allowed her to see she was in the bathroom, inside her own tub full of steaming water. To be more precise she was sitting in Harry's lap, cradled close to his chest like she was his to keep. Her ankle-length hair restrained for now, magically held together by a few ribbons.
She let loose a wistful sigh as she listened to his heartbeat, snuggling closer into his muscled chest, and tracing circles on them with her finger. All while enjoying him lovingly washing her body with his strong, calloused hands.
“Back again?” humour and some smugness was evident in his voice, so much so that Chimera could feel and hear it rumbling in his chest. His hands now driving over her legs, softly but firmly massaging the enticing flesh of her thighs before going down to her feet and toes.
Chimera began kissing his chest with closed eyes, working her way up to his face, and briefly stopping to nuzzle his neck. “Uh-huh.” she hummed in affirmation, alternating between his cheeks as she slowly peppered him with kisses. Completely unmindful of his beard. “I can still feel your huge load inside me!” she purred, slinging one arm around his neck and another resumed stroking his strong chest, finally she opened her eyes to look into his. “Mmm.. you filled me to the brim with cum!” her words only interrupted by her kisses.
“I must've missed a spot then.” Harry said, a mischievous twinkle in his emerald eyes. The hand belonging to the arm around her waist, holding her close, wandered south. Rubbing her clit between its fingers and pressing softly against her crotch. The other slipped two fingers into her slit, finger-fucking her with a come-hither motion. “Let me fix that.”
Whit what surely must've been instinct by now Harry easily applied his Dark Mark, etching it onto her willing body.
“Ahh.” Chimera could only gasp out her enjoyment as she shuddered helplessly, liquid fire surging through her body outwards from her crotch. Her body surrendered to his ministrations immediately and completely, having about as much strength as a wet towel. Only capable of moaning as she sat atop of his lap, curling her toes as Harry did as he pleased to her sensitive body. His hands wandered all over her body, cupping her breasts better than any bra ever could, playing with her nipples. No place was neglected by him.
After a while she gathered her wits enough to see what he had done. “What's this?” she gushed dreamily, one hand stroking the new addition to her body lovingly. She could feel the connection between them much stronger now. His presence, warmth and power easily pervading her very being.
“You wanted to have more power, so I gave you some.” was his succinct reply, wondering why he met people who wanted to be more powerful and if that was a bad or good thing. Though, he supposed it was beneficial in his circumstances.
“I feel so warm!” Chimera giggled seemingly intoxicated, trying to embrace him. Yet, she was so sluggish that it ended in failure. Harry even ended up summoning the last vial of Invigoration Draught from Chimera's room for her to ingest, lest she blink out of it again.
“No, you probably need it more than me.” she declined his offer gratefully, pushing it away towards Harry. Strength slowly returned to her jelly-like limbs once her second wind hit, enabled by his Dark Mark. Her last two doses would hopefully see her through the rest of the day. Consuming any more of those was ill-advised. “Now, let me wash you.” she said, already having summoned a flannel to clean him with. While completely willing to continue their night of debauchery, Chimera was also aware of what her mother would say once she found out. Not to mention possible dehydration.
After swallowing the potion Harry sighed in contentment and simply leaned back, his arms lying on the edge of the huge tub as he enjoyed Chimera washing him. Beginning at his torso, Chimera gently worked her way up his muscled and scarred chest and to his arms, cleaning each with great care. If Harry didn't know any better he'd say Chimera's eyes held a reverence in them as she did so.
While she did that Harry resolved to quench some of his curiosity. “Do you go to Alfea, Chimera?” it seemed only logical if she lived near Magix City.
Chimera shook her head with a frown, scrubbing his arms carefully. “No, I go to Beta Academy on Solaria. I'm just here during the holidays.” knowing what question came next Chimera elaborated on her own. “There weren't enough spots left for me to go to Alfea and I had no one to vouch for me.” clear distaste in her tone as she said that, and Harry couldn't blame her knowing it very much seemed like nepotism. “Mother had promised me there'd be an open spot before the beginning of my first year, but that fell through in the end.”
“Oh, why is that?” the last Potter asked absent-mindedly, his head lolled back in relaxation.
Stopping her efforts, Chimera crossed her arms before her modest breasts in a huff. “Originally Princess Varanda from Callisto had a spot, but everyone knew she wasn't going to attend Alfea for personal reasons.” gossip was the favourite hobby of nobles all over the Magical Galaxy. The frown marring her otherwise beautiful face grew into a fierce scowl. “Princess Stella had been entrusted with a letter of withdrawal from Varanda, yet no spot became vacant. Turns out the some fairy from Earth of all places got the spot, who later turned out to be Bloom, the long lost princess of Domino!” by the tone of Chimera's voice she was still pissed about that.
For her it would've been perfect to attend Alfea, for the prestige alone. Not to mention going to the same school as Stella and forging connections. She possibly also could've shared a dorm with the Princess of Solaria, if she had been lucky.
“Really?” Harry inquired after a while, thinking about that particular revelation. “Is that why you practically stole Stella's dress?” he remembered that vividly, having offered Stella a new one in place of the one she had lost.
Chimera goggled at him, arms falling slack at her sides, blue eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights. “What?” she gasped out utterly stunned, and denied it, shaking her head. “No, I wouldn't steal from the Crown Princess of Solaria!”
Raising an eyebrow at her, Harry replied a little amused. “You don't know how the future Queen of Solaria looks like? Remember the golden hair, slender hourglass figure, amber eyes set in a pretty face?”
After blinking rapidly Chimera remembered and blanched, staring at him for a few seconds before exclaiming. “Fuck!” over and over, pacing in the oversized bathtub in front of him, causing ripples and dragging foam along. “Mother is going to kill me!”
Harry let her get it out of her system for a while before interfering, gripping her around the waist with his right arm and hugging her close to him with a sigh. “Relax, you can't change that now.” he cupped her face with his left hand, pushing some strands tenderly out of her face and looked her in the eyes. “What you can do is apologize.”
Looking up in those caring fathomless emerald eyes, Chimera began calming down a tad. She hugged him back, enjoying the feeling of her stiff nipples rubbing against his body, took a deep breath, and asked. “How? I was supposed to get on her good side and messed that up before even beginning!”
“Simple, you tell her the truth.” judging by the look on her face, his words confused Chimera, causing him to elaborate. “Admit you didn't know who she was, but also add that the dress you bought was intended as a gift for her Princess Ball.”
Chimera thought it over. It'd somewhat absolve her off the blunder, while also offering something to Stella. Still, Chimera couldn't help but pout. “But that means I have to give her mydress!” she whined a little but shrank back upon seeing his reprimanding look. “I don't even know where I can find her.”
“Leave that to me.” he assured her, waving his left hand dismissively. He had a meeting with Bloom today, practising to dance and discussing some option for the Trix' legal counsel. “By the way, how do you not know how your future queen looks like?” Harry asked once more, somewhat disbelievingly. Unable to see how that could be possible.
The young woman shuffled a little in his hold, wanting to look away but unable to. A dark look overcoming her features before it was gone. “Mother doesn't bring me to court all that often, not that I have the time outside of vacations. King Radius also is highly protective of Stella. Apparently the Fall of Domino was the trigger for that and it had been worse during Stella's early childhood. Only during her teens did she make some appearance at court. Something not all that uncommon among nobles during the aftermath.“ after all, if Domino could fall then so could everyone else. “However, in his case it even put additional strain on the marriage between him and Queen Luna.” they were now divorced, but still awkwardly lived near each other for Stella's sake.
“I see.” was all Harry said, falling back down to sit in the gigantic tub, taking a squeaking Chimera with him. “I think you were in the process of something.” he told her with a grin, causing the fairy to resume her efforts in cleaning him.
It didn't take long from there for both to be absolutely clean, leaving the bath dressed in bathrobes only. Harry didn't even need to put Chimera's room to rights. The servants had done it already, leaving a spotlessly clean room and breakfast behind. It sat invitingly on the nearby table together with a steaming pot of coffee and some milk.
Upon the soft blankets of her bed they comfortably sat as they ate, with Chimera scooting as close to him as she wanted, not caring about appearances at all in the moment. Because for all the exquisite furnishings in her room, for all the wonderful aromas of breakfast and coffee, it was Harry's eyes Chimera loved the best. Being the things she remembered most from their night of passionate fornication. She could rest in those emerald pools forever, hold him forever, kiss him forever. Maybe it was the child in her that wanted those things, a part of herself which never knew her father and desired that strong sense of love that kept on going. She was alright with that; she'd own those emotions. This was truly special and it wasn't the bed or breakfast which made it so. No, it was all about his presence and being close to him.
Yet, before the fairy knew it breakfast was eaten, both of them were dressed again, and Harry in the process of leaving. “Don't you want to take a look at some rare volumes?” she blurted out with an edge of despair in her voice, remembering some remarks of his that could help her keep him here longer. Her words had the desired effect, causing Harry to stop short.
Frowning, he took a look at the clock before admitting. “I do have a few hours to spare.” his dancing lessons for the Princess Ball were only in a few hours. Besides, if it could potentially help him in his search for a cure, he'd check it out.
Chimera promptly took his hand and led him somewhere else in the manor, past a drawing room, the quarters dedicated to guests and up the winding stairs to the top of the building. The room Chimera showed him smelled of rich wood, dark alcohol, and fragrant pipe weed; a mingling of comforts that paired well with the worn leather of the high-backed chairs dominating the space. The tapestries decorating each wall depicted famous battles throughout history, against Manticores, Minotaurs, and undead hordes. Small piles of books, some half-open, adorned the desk and tables scattered throughout the room.
The richest appointments in this enormous house obviously were to be found here in this room; the solar. Its paintings, bookshelves and tapestries illuminated by the warm sunlight shining through the windows. A comfortable reading chair sat with its back to the windows, providing ample lighting for a leisurely afternoon spent perusing some salacious tome. A polished table was positioned between two more chairs just in front of the fireplace, just the right size for the platter of treats and a couple of brandy glasses.
As a pleasant surprise there even were a few books with topics of interest present. The solution to his problem slowly took shape in his mind. Sadly, no ready made spell or such was available to him. Instead Harry had to craft it himself, utilizing a combination of magical disciplines to do so. Luckily, the experiences and knowledge accumulated in Omega helped him do so, and through practise those expanded his ken and became truly his own knowledge. Whereas before they were separate.
A pleasant silence enveloped Harry as he worked. In the past you wouldn't have found him using his free time reading books, but ten years with only yourself and your mind as company had changed that. Before Hogwarts he actually read regularly in his cupboard, if not his school books then things of other genres. Mostly because Dudley didn't read at all and books were therefore safe from him. Only once he got to Hogwarts did that change.
Now he used that rediscovered drive for knowledge to his advantage.
“What're you doing?” Chimera inquired, leaning towards him. Finally no longer able to restrain her curiosity, and abandoning her own book to peek over the rim of it to look at his notes.
Harry did not stop scribbling, intently transcribing the information on what he needed from the grimoire before him. “Calculating a few things on what I need for the future.” mainly to gauge what kind of ingredients he needed, as well as their quality and quantity. Done for a rough draft of a ritual designed to let someone hold much more magical energy than before.
Chimera looked at the paper with a frown, trying to decipher the equations and formulae. “Is that for the problem you mentioned?” she cooked her head to the side a little with a pout, which accentuated the cute mole under her left eye. “Why would you need that if you can just use me?” it would also mean he wouldn't ever leave her.
That caused the quill to stop writing, and Harry to give Chimera a look with an eyebrow raised in amusement. “Really? I could grab you at any time of day?” he took a strand of hair framing her face and began playing with it, twirling it on his fingers. “Push you against the wall, or fuck you on this table?” he leaned closer, susurrating in her ear. “Maybe even in public to show everyone what kind of slut you are?”
His eyes raked over Chimera's delicious form clad in her Lolita-style dress in various shades of purple, worn together with stockings on her slender legs that finished with high-heels on her cute feet. She only wore minimal make-up in form of red lipstick and black eye-shadow. Her ankle-length hair braided intricately so it comfortably rested at her buttocks.
Chimera couldn't help but squeak at that, heat spreading to her cheeks, and heart pounding in her chest as she looked at him with hungry blue eyes. Only to be disappointed when he removed himself and went back to working.
“While I have nothing against that, I'd prefer a permanent solution.” he shrugged unapologetic with a disarming grin. “Besides, having one doesn't exclude the other.”
“I love you.” Chimera blurted out, subconsciously taking his words as confirmation. Her eyes widened as she realized what she just uttered out loud. It was on par with stupid things like 'I need you.' or 'I miss you'. An admission of weakness, at least according to her mother. Nonetheless Chimera's jaw was set, back straight and her eyes narrowed as her resolve grew firmer.
Harry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, having hoped it had simply slipped out in the heat of passion earlier. Apparently that was not the case. “Chimera, listen: We just met and you don't really know me. So, how about you take it a little slower?” in the past he would've tried to avoid this altogether, ignore it and not talk about it at all. Ten years in prison changed that stance considerably. He didn't want to waste time with poor communication.
“I'm not taking it back!” she replied heatedly, a little hurt, and slightly panicked. She wouldn't apologize for telling him how she felt. Nothing haunted a person more than things left unsaid.
“Neither am I saying you should.” Harry countered easily and honestly, placating her somewhat. “You shouldn't apologize for telling people how you feel. However, I won't lie to you by saying it back. I think what you feel is not love, not so soon at least, but you simply confused sex with love. It is an easy mistake to make.” he really should've been more selective, but that hadn't been an option at the time. “I do care for you, but a relationship is made up of more profound things than what we shared up until now, alright?”
“Alright.” the fairy reluctantly agreed with a hesitant nod, a frown adorning her face. Not knowing exactly what to think, but settling on not giving up so easily either way. She belonged to him now, after all. Harry also wouldn't have marked her so intimately, if he didn't feel the same to some degree.
With that cleared up for now he went back to his work. A slightly uncomfortable silence stretched out before it dissipated with some time. Both returning to their own tasks at hand.
'Seems I will have to visit different worlds as well.' Harry thought, finished with his calculations and having roughly determined some potential ingredients for the ritual, and where to find them. A mixture of annoyance and excitement swirling in his gut at the prospect of exploring this new galaxy. Not wanting to be delayed any further from going home, but also utterly thrilled at the possibilities. His curiosity and sense for adventure inflamed like dry kindling near a fire.
Accompanying his search for materials on other planets were their customs and how to travel between them. Apparently someone wanting to visit another planet had a few options to do so, which could be classified similarly to plane travel. One was to book a seat on one of the shuttles travelling between the many different realms. The second was to buy a portkey from a licensed maker. Both options involved going through customs. Though, the only real differences being the cost and the amount of comfort the first option offered compared to the second.
Of course, there were other illegal ways to enter a planet, but then it grew more complicated due to various defensive measures in place. Severity depending on the planet one wanted to visit. A few had none in place, like Earth. Others were nearly sealed off hermetically, like Omega with just one point of access. Relix was a special case because it was a different realm altogether not located in the normal cosmos.
Even then there were methods that couldn't be monitored. Slower and more complicated, but more effective all things considered. Methods Harry had access to, fortunately. Namely travelling through the Twisting Nether, also called the Rainbow Ocean or the Blind Eternities. It enabled relatively safe and extremely fast travel but demanded much expertise and patience. Lest one get lost in the deep ethereal with no way back, cursed to forever wander aimlessly. It was the same area portkeys travelled through, programmed with a predetermined route in mind.
Next he looked at languages, wondering why they spoke English in Magix in the first place. As it turned out, they didn't.
'Now I know why reading these books seemed so weird to me; the letters are different.' Harry thought in revelation. Like with all things in this new place; magic was involved. A permanent enchantment was woven over people to let them read and speak nearly any language, letting them perceive it as their native tongue. 'Just like Parseltongue.' Harry thought, remembering that for him it sounded just like English and not hissing. Of course, only diplomats, Alfea fairies, royals and other high-ranking officials had access to that kind of magic. Ordinary people still needed to learn the hard way. Luckily, Harry seemed to have gained that enchantment during his time in Omega as well.
'Things are looking up for once.' he thought relieved. 'Travel and language are taken care off. Now I just need to locate the correct ingredients necessary for the ritual.' considering the nature of the ritual it required many rare and difficult to obtain ingredients. Chief among them being a seed from the Tree of Life, Tears from the Black Willow, and Fairy Dust from an Enchantix Fairy. Though, according to his calculations there were a few things missing he hadn't determined properly yet.
Further research was interrupted as Chimera and Harry heard people's footsteps coming nearer and towards them, shadows moving under the door.
“That's my mother.” Chimera hissed as silently as she could, sending everything swiftly back to their respective places with a wave of her hand. “We need to hide!” the fairy insisted, taking his hand in an attempt to be gone before she arrived. She'd never hear the end of it. Not to mention the possible tirade in her future.
The wiggling doorknob dashed those hopes. In an instant Harry had woven an invisibility and silencing spell over them, and backed away into a corner. Safely hidden in plain sight both waited for the newcomers to enter. Harry could've apparated or flamed out, but wasn't sure if the one the wards were keyed to would notice that or not. Better safe than sorry, though.
Entering the room were three people; one woman and two men.
The woman was Chimera's mother and named Cassandra, if Harry remembered correctly. She was tall with long honey-blond hair that cascaded gracefully down her back, brown eyes, porcelain skin and aristocratic features. Her dress was overly elaborate, consisting ofa skinny light purple mermaid-style dress that had swirly design embroidered at the hips, a wide light-blue piece of fabric flowed out of a bright emerald jewel on her chest down to the floor, with a thick indigo band along the bottom of her dress, rounded up with puffy sleeves going to her elbow. She also had an indigo cape that hooked around her shoulders, which was lined with white fur at the edges and several tufts of white fur on the end.
After her came two older men.
One of them was pudgy and very short, dwarfish in stature even. He possessed pale skin, round facial features, and light grey hair that all came out in form of a beard, leaving him bald. The small man wore long red robes, brown boots and a golden pendant hung around his neck.
The second man seemed the opposite of his colleague, being rather tall and thin, possessing gangly arms and legs. His skin was tan in contrast to the other one, and his long hair was just in the process of greying. His face had very angular features, with a hooked nose and a pointed chin only exasperated by his goatee. Robes of light green with an orange collar and sleeves were worn by him, rounded up by boots of the same colours.
'Seems even here most wizards dress outrageously.' Harry thought, amused at their attire, while remembering Dumbledore and others. He observed the newcomers intently, wondering what business they had here.
Cassandra took place behind the desk and gestured to the two seats in front of her. “Please, sit.” she bade her two guests, who did so promptly. With a snap of her fingers a silver tray appeared, carrying expensive and exquisitely painted china, as well as a small carafe with milk and a pot of sugar. Wisps of steam puffed out of the delicate teapot as she levitated it before her. “Tea?”
“Yes, thank you.” Both of them accepted the offer graciously and soon each had a cup of tea to their liking in front of them.
“So, what can I do for The Council of Light at this fine morning, Councilman Givelian,” Cassandra asked after a sip, inclining her head towards the tall fellow before doing the same to the other. “and Councilman Yerka?”
Putting his saucer down, Givelian smoothed his robes and dusted off imaginary dust before speaking. Nearly rolling his eyes and practically looking down his nose at Cassandra. “We both know why we are here, Cassandra.”
“That's Countess Cassandra to you!” she replied civilly, an edge of coldness detectable in her tone as her eyes grew sharper.
Yerka looked like he had swallowed a lemon, but tried to stay affable. “Of course, Countess Cassandra.” No sense in escalating the situation. “As you know the Trial of the Trix is to be held as soon as possible.” he began. “Luckily, the date is set shortly after the Princess Ball of Crown Princess Stella of Solaria.”
Givelian took over then. “Much, if not all, of the Magical Galaxy's nobility will be there. Considering that you're in the midst of the festivities, we had hoped for some support.” he smiled in a smug and self-satisfied manner. “After all, we wouldn't want your dealings in certain circles be made public.”
Cassandra nearly snorted derisively, but such a plebeian action was beneath her. “I have nothing to hide or any knowledge of incriminating evidence against me.” she pointed out dryly. Cassandra had used her daughter for these tasks and nothing could be traced back to her. Yet, despite her acquaintances' smarmy nature her deals with them were mostly beneficial. “What kind of support are we talking about?”
“Nothing much.” Yerka claimed, setting his own cup back on the saucer. “You'd just need to foster some distrust among the nobles against the Trix.”
Cassandra seemed to ponder that a little while, sipping her tea as she leaned back to contemplate. Finally, she shook her head once, slowly. “I don't think I will.” she forestalled any objections by waving her hand dismissively. “I don't know what your intentions with the Trix are, but things simply don't add up.” she held up a hand, index-finger extended to the ceiling as if counting. “Firstly, why were the Trix released from Relix in the first place?” the extra-planar realm could've held them just fine.
“It wasn't for justice brought about by a trial, or there wouldn't be one now.” she smiled in a predatory manner before a second finger extended. “My second point ties into the first. The Trix were thrown onto Omega, a planet covered in ice!” she chuckled at them condescendingly. “How can one expect Omega to hold the Witch of Ice like intended? They still needed to escape from Omega, but as we saw they were able to do so with Valtor's apparent help.”
A third finger joined the other two. “Thirdly, what are the odds of of them meeting Valtor so easily and soon, if it wasn't intended to be so by parties knowing exactly where he was on Omega?” Cassandra smiled smugly at their outraged expressions. “All in all you had the ability and opportunity to facilitate this plot. Only the motive is missing.” she tapped her chin with a finger in mock-thought. “How many times did you appeal for Cloud Tower to be closed? What better opportunity than to use the Trix' infamy as a steppingstone to do so?” the Countess, seeing her guests reaction, shook her head mockingly and added. “Such impertinence, trying to involve me in your petty plots.”
“Enough!” Givelian thundered, jumping up from his seat in a rage. His face as red as a tomato. “We won't be insulted any further!”
Without so much as a goodbye the two councilmen left the solar, closely followed by an invisible Harry and Chimera. Cassandra's polite farewell was drowned out by the door slamming shut.
The wizard and fairy went in the opposite direction of the visitors. Only dispelling the invisibility and other spells once they were a good distance away. “How about you get that dress for Stella and I make my way outside?”
“Sounds good.” Chimera nodded with a smile, adrenaline still pumping through her body from nearly being discovered. Impulsively she pulled him down into a kiss, surprising him with the action. “See you soon.”
Harry could only nod and watch her form strut away. For the first time noticing how, even in heels, she wasn't impressively tall. Though, to be fair, earlier activities had only been of the horizontal variety.
Expertly sneaking through the mansion with ease until he arrived in the foyer. Two people were sitting there, being serviced by a butler as they waited. Reapplying the spells to hide himself away, Harry stalked closer. Now able to see two familiar faces.
'What're they doing here?' the last Potter wondered, observing Darko and his father. But now that the opportunity presented itself, he couldn't resist to manipulate things to his advantage.
“Why do we have to come here?” Darko whined, sitting on the couch as if he owned the place. Completely unaware of the danger nearby.
The older man sighed painfully, pinching his nose with eyes closed that told of a familiar struggle. “Because you were a fool by nearly running over the princess of Solaria!” the words grit out between teeth as Mazakis glared at his progeny. “Countess Cassandra has considerable sway in the Court of the Sun and should hopefully be able to lend us her aid.” he wasn't near important enough to be able to go to King Radius directly without losing his head for what could've happened.
“You could've just bribed the police to let it drop, like always.” Darko shrugged unconcerned, munching on some pastries provided by their host.
Now the glare was positively smouldering, something the pompous fool of a son didn't notice either. “I would've, if that had been a distant possibility.” Mazakis bit out, harshly slapping his son upside the head.
“Hey, what gives?!”
“But due to various factors, such as our coffers already running low, employing mercenaries from Serenia, and various offers of gold to the local constabulary in the past, we don't have much left!” Mazakis raved, not even acknowledging his son in any way. A mad glint in his eyes. “Not that such a thing would help when they're pressured to follow through with the investigation by Princess Stella! I just so prevented the police and the paladins from questioning us or searching our home by not cooperating without warrants.”
It was a mess plain and simple. Had they searched their home things would've been laid bare that he didn't want to be made public. Making himself look like a fool for calling the paladins and then not even yielding to reasonable demands, piling suspicions onto himself in the process. If only Icy had not escaped, then everything would've been fine.
While the policemen were waiting for a warrant Mazakis went in search for allies and the closest was Countess Cassandra, who luckily was on Magix currently. Hoping for her to run some interference, soothing Solaria's anger.
Pleasantly surprised Harry though. 'That makes this easier.' having heard the incriminating conversation.
“Obliviate! Obliviate!” Harry intoned twice, erasing himself from their memories and modifying them, only leaving Icy. He knew Darko didn't admit to who beat him to a pulp to the officers. On the other hand, Mazakis had too many shady dealings to let the police investigate his estate properly. They probably wouldn't have been a threat either way, but better safe than sorry.
Still hidden Harry noticed as both came back to their senses and were called up to Cassandra's solar shortly after.
Not too soon after Chimera arrived with a gift box in her delicate hands, black wrapping paper that had twinkling silver stars on it used for it, and a golden ribbon on top.
Once they were outside Harry swiftly transported them to Alfea to his dancing lessons with Bloom.
I hope you liked it. Despite the little “deception” at the beginning. Sorry, for those who thought it was Musa and not Chimera. Anyway, things are picking up and next chapter will be the last before the actual Princess Ball, where the plot and some action will pick up more.
I put a bit more lore into it all. Like why they everyone speaks English and how travel is done between the various planets outside of royalty or people high up. Mostly twisting existing things just a little to make them click a bit better, but also adding a little bit of my own touch.
I also added a bit more personal drama. Like Chimera nearly going to Alfea, only to be foiled by Bloom. Something that will come into play next chapter. Chimera clearly has daddy issues, even shown in canon by how envious she was of Stella's father, and using those here to my advantage. More than a bit of the Princess Ball will be spent fleshing out Chimera a bit.
Hope the bit with the members of the Council of Light was alright. It only sets the stage and asks some questions I asked myself in regards to the Trix. Is their goal truly to close the last school for witches in the Magical Galaxy?
The loose end of Darko and Mazakis is tied up here. Both having come to Cassandra due to her influence in Solaria, hoping she can put a good word for them in. For a price, of course.
