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Master Lockhart

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Lockhart has a plan. He knew he could achieve it too. After all, he was a master of the mind magics, and he has already tested his power and skill before.

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Gilderoy Lockhart smiled out at his class, as he sat back in his chair. Well, it was more a throne, he didn’t care much right now. Most of the class was simply reading his books, and just ignoring everything else, even as a high-pitched whine echoed in the classroom. Sometimes Lockhart surprised himself with how amazing his power was. He had long mastered the mind magics, and he was very confident in his skills.

After all, before he started his plan, he tested his skills against the strongest wizards he could find. Even the powerful Dumbledore couldn’t see through his magic, or the dour Snape. His smile grew. Yes the potion master was a surprise challenge, but not even he could hold up to his power. Once his power was proven, he began his most important mission- to bind the Boy-Who-Lived to him.

Ever since the boy became famous, he knew he was his perfect match. Not only was the boy a celebrity like himself, he was also a beautifully innocent wizard. His smile was pure, his eyes shined like jewels, and he was wonderfully effeminate. Then the rumors began once he started school, and that just secured his place at Lockhart’s side. Then when the boy revealed he was a parseltongue, he wanted him even more. After all, only someone special, someone unique, could be his other half.

Today was when he began his mission to capture Harry Potter. Last night, he spent hours crafting, casting, and fine tuning, his most powerful spell. He based it off a compulsion charm, but it was so much more. It was a powerful net, where anyone that walked through the spelled doorways, was instantly caught in his spell. But he had to be clever. He obviously spelled the entrance to the Great Hall with his net, as that would catch all the students, and a lot of the professors, but not all of them. So he also spelled specific points in the castle. Places like bathrooms, entrances to the grounds, and the entrances to common rooms, just in case. Once all were caught in his spell, the next part of his mission started.

He sat in his comfy throne, and waited for his first class. This class was just random fourth years, but they would be a good test group. When they all sat down, he began the class like normal. He got up, and began wandering up and down the desks, and watched as the students watched him attentively, but he easily saw the signs of his spell. Stopping next to a random girl, he abruptly pulled out his wand, and with a wave, the girl’s clothes were shredded, instantly showing off the student’s growing breasts for all to see. Yet no one reacted, not even the girl. Even as he stopped behind her, and reached down to harshly pinch and pulled the exposed nipples, no one said anything, not even the victim.

Moving back up to the front of the class, and assigned reading, he watched as everyone acted like normal. As though he hadn’t just touched and exposed their classmate. Class ended, and since the next two periods were free for him, he followed his victim around and watched everyone’s reaction. But he eventually just smiled. No one even noticed as the girl walked around with her breasts out in the open. They didn’t even notice that her clothes were cut up. For further testing, he simply vanished the rest of the girl’s clothes.

Not even the great Dumbledore saw through his spell. He simply greeted the fourth year like any other student, and didn’t even say anything when Lockhart came up behind the girl, and forced his fingers into the student’s pussy. The Headmaster simply looked up to him, and talked to him like normal, even as the girl panted like the whore she was. With that, Lockhart left, leaving the girl as she was, after all, the other students will be like her soon. But with his experiment done, he was ready for his main goal.

He returned to his classroom, and waited for his next class, which was the second year Gryffindors and Slytherins. When they were situated at their desks, he smiled. Zeroing in on Harry, he called the boy up to the front. With a confused look, he obeyed, and stood in front of Lockhart. With a wave, he watched as Harry blinked, and began looking around, as if just waking up. Yes, Harry won’t be under his spell, his perfect match didn’t need that after all. Even if he fights early on, he’ll come around to love him back.

When that confused look focused back on Lockhart, he gave the boy a smile, and then waved his wand once more. The boy’s clothes instantly vanished, causing the boy to panic, attempting to cover himself with his arms. Reaching out, he quickly grabbed onto the boy, and pulled him back against him, eventually holding him in his lap as they sat on his throne. The boy looked shocked as he was turned to face the students, and the students simply stared ahead, seemingly watching everything attentively. Even as Lockhart pulled the boy’s legs apart, and began playing with his cute little genitals, the boy was frozen in shock.

He eventually took pity on the boy. Whispering into his ear, he explained that everyone was under his spell. They can see, feel, taste, or hear everything that’s going on, but if Lockhart wills it, they will either forget whatever he decides, or their mind will simply convince them that whatever he wants, was normal, expected even. To show Harry, he picked up his wand, and with a wave, all the students were suddenly naked. No reaction. Even as Lockhart told them to just read the books, they never noticed the drastic change. Not the prideful Draco Malfoy with his pale-white skin, not the shy Neville with his dirt-marked stomach, not even his friend Hermione with her perky breasts.

As the boy quietly begged him to stop, Lockhart chuckled. Shushing the boy, he moved his exploring hand from the small prick, to the tight little hole. As the class progressed, Lockhart worked his fingers into his boy’s soft, tight hole, all while he would lecture about whatever was in his books, before assigning chapters once more. It was a double period for this class so he had plenty of time. Soon, he was able to fit a few fingers comfortably into his perfect match, and he quickly continued his plan.

Moving around, he was able to free his own cock from his robes. Harry stared in horror, but that’s alright. Understandable really, he was quite big after all. But the boy will get used to it. Guiding his cock to the loosened hole, he slowly forced his way in. The boy only let out a quiet groan, and Lockhart couldn’t help but coo at him. He was being so strong, but really, he doesn’t need to be so quiet. When he finally bottomed out, he grabbed onto Harry’s slender hips, and moved him up, and then back down. Up, down, up, down, and so on. Then Lockhart couldn’t hold back anymore, and began bouncing the boy on his cock like he was a toy. The classroom filled with the loud SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Of his cock burying itself into his boy’s perfect hole.

Finally, Harry started letting out those perfect whines, but really, did he have to hold them back this long? Honestly, his perfect match was such a tease. With one final SLAM! He bottomed out once more, and began filling Harry up with his cum. With a sigh, Lockhart kept Harry there for now, and simply leaned back. Looking around the students, he hummed to himself. Later on, Harry can clean him up, but for now, he’ll just let his boy rest.

With a call, Draco and Hermione both came up to Lockhart, standing right in front of Harry. Looking the students up and down, he nodded. They weren’t bad to look at least. The Malfoy boy was like a more effeminate version of his father, and muggleborn was a perky little girl, from her tits to her ass. Plus the girl’s slight splattering of freckles added to her looks, in his opinion. So they’ll do. Waving his wand, and a simply command to clean him up, they both instantly fell to their knees, and began licking around Harry's stretched hole, and his sweaty balls.

Looking back to Harry, the look on his face caused him to laugh. The boy had a mix of horror, shock, confusion, and embarrassment, and that just made Lockhart want to fuck him all over again. Thinking about it, he smiled, and began thrusting into the boy once more. The feeling of his boy’s tight hole hugging his cock, as little wet tongues licked and sucked around him was bliss. He fucked into his boy for the rest of class, and when he came, it was his best orgasm yet.

With a sigh, Lockhart pulled his cock out of the stretched hole, but he held Harry to him still. Leaning back, he watched as the kneeling students continued licking and sucking. He smirked as the girl latched her mouth to Harry’s gaping hole, and the surprised squeak from the boy was just so cute. With a hum, he told them they were done, and he watched as they stood up. The girl’s face was a mess of cum and sweat, and the boy had cum staining his lips still. With a smile, he dismissed them, and turned back to Harry. With a wave of his wand, he produced a plug, and quickly stuffed that into the boy’s hole. Once done, he dismissed the boy, and watched as he limply made his way from the class.

As the year progressed, the entire student body was now permanently naked. Which was perfect for him, because he is a really stressed man, and having access to any and every hole he wanted was what he deserved. Harry would always be his special one though. The others were just holes for him to fuck. Asses to ruin, pussies to stretch, mouths to gag. Harry was different. Harry was his perfect match.

While he brutally pounded the Weasley children’s holes, he would lovingly thrust and pleasure Harry. Where he made the Chang girl choke on his cock, he slowly and carefully worked and trained Harry to swallow around him. Not only that, but the rest of the school was fed special potions, while Harry wasn’t. He didn’t want to have to worry about the whores and sluts being impregnated, so he just made all the students drink the potions everyday to stop anything from happening. With Harry though… Harry was worthy to carry his children. Even now, the boy was beautifully pregnant, which is the real reason he started using the other students.

Plus, those stupid attacks stopped when his spell went into effect. The main reason was that his spell combated against some dark book that the Weasley girl had, and when he came around to use the bitch, he was given the book. He really didn’t know what to do with the thing, so he just threw it into some random room. He never found that room again, but at least that was dealt with. He was busy preparing for Harry to move in with him after all.

As the year came to end, Lockhart looked out at the students. The Headmaster and professors were fully under his control now, after some more experimenting, and he sat on what was once Dumbledore’s throne. The professors were all standing at the back of the room, acting as his shadows. The tables of the Great Hall were all gone, and the naked students stood in perfect lines staring adoringly up at Lockhart. Harry was seated comfortably in a smaller throne next to him. He was leaning against his chair, sleeping soundly, and Lockhart let him. Really, his perfect match needed the rest. He was so far along now.

Staring out at the students, Lockhart raised his hands high, and clapped. That triggered what would be the new end of the year celebration. One by one, students came up to him, and were fucked and used one last time, before being dismissed. Some of the seventh years he made stay at Hogwarts though. They were some of his favorite whores. His smile grew cruel as he brutally pounded the Bones girl. He had the girl’s aunt come to Hogwarts, and she instantly fell under his spell. The woman was blankly staring ahead as her little niece’s pussy was ruined even more, before finishing up. With the woman under his control, he had control of the aurors.

Soon he finished up. He’ll need to work up his stamina better, he almost couldn’t ruin the last student, a boy named Zabini, properly. Once the hall was empty, Lockhart left with his perfect boy, his perfect wife, and brought them to his rooms in the castle. As he laid the boy down, he stared out the window, and laughed. He couldn’t wait until next year. New students to ruin, and old ones to destroy. His children will go to Durumstrang or something, but he’ll come to that when they get there. For now though, he had a summer of loving Harry, and caring for his wife. He needs all the attention now after all. He should be due toward the end of summer.

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