Time Keeps on Slipping - Chapter 15

Harry stood on the platform staring at the Hogwarts Express. It looked the same, but there were a couple more cars than he remembered. The Weasley kids were out in force. He wasn't sure what was the strangest part, being ready to go back to school so soon, or the fact that this generation of Weasley's didn't arrive at the last minute. Sirius had opted out of joining them on the platform. People knew he was alive, and he was still rather famous. To him, it had only been a couple of weeks since he had been to Hogwarts. The year hadn't actually ended before he was sent to the future. Hermione had not been convinced that Harry should go ahead to sixth year since technically he hadn't finished his fifth. His old OWL scores helped her calm down since he had passed all of them. He was more shocked that he got an Acceptable in History than the Exceeds Expectations in Potions.

"How are you feeling?" Hugo asked from beside him.

"Strange." Harry replied.

The two hadn't spent much time together. Their age gap made it a little awkward to hang out for extended periods of time. Oddly enough, the young man was the easiest to be around. Hugo got most of his looks from Hermione's side of the family, aside from the Weasley ginger. Being around him didn't make Harry accidentally use the wrong name or have the odd bleed-through of old memories. He was Hugo, not Ron with wrong color of hair or Neville with blue eyes.

Neville was one of the many people he found himself wondering about. Parkinson was the Ministers Secretary, Lavender owned and ran a shop, and Hannah had a restaurant. They had mentioned that Daphne Greengrass, whom he still couldn't really remember, now taught Transfiguration. He wondered how many other staff had retired. Was the Defense Against the Dark Arts job still curse? There were so many people he could think of that he didn't know about. He wasn't sure if it would be a good idea to track any of them down. There were a few people that he was friendly with, but Hermione and Ron were the biggest parts of his school life.

Harry was pleasantly surprised that most people weren't paying too much attention to him. His return to the land of the living had been treated like a cryptid sighting. It turned out that there a 'Harry Potter' popped up every so often to try to claim the vacant Lord Potter seat. There had already been a few people who came forward as his 'children' since his return. It turned out the name 'Harry' was quite popular, as was 'Sirius' and variations there upon.

"I imagine." Hugo nodded as he offered. "I can introduce you to some of my friends."

"Sure." Harry shrugged.

"You do realize they're third years?" Rose teased.

"And Slytherin." Roxie added.

"You could come with me." Dominique offered her arm.

The young Veela wore a light blue sundress. It had to be one from Lavender's store. Somehow, the fabric flowed wonderfully along her form. It appeared almost translucent when a breeze from people passing caught it, even though the fabric was thicker than it appeared.

"Subtle." The younger Molly snickered.

Dominique glared at the redhead. Harry hid a smile. The Weasley students ran the spread of years. Molly, Lucy, and Hugo were in Third Year. Dominique and James were in Fourth Year. Louis and Rose were in Fifth Year while Roxie and Harriette were in the Sixth.

"Do you have your trunk?" Hermione stepped forward.

She straightened the collar on his shirt then tried to get his hair into some semblance of style. It didn't work.

"Yes." Harry patted his pocket. "Shrunk it down. Are you going to ask Rose and Hugo?"

"No." Hermione scoffed. "They know what to do."

"And I don't?" Harry teased.

"Hugo." Hermione turned to the boy. "What security measures do we have in place?"

"Rose and I each have two emergency port keys, a panic button, and two Aurors on the Express." Hugo said it like he had repeated the answer quite a few times.

"Wow." Harry raised his eyebrows to Hermione.

"Even one of those would have saved us many, many headaches." Hermione stated.

"That's fair." Harry nodded then pulled Hermione into a tight hug.

Hermione returned the hug.

"Take care of yourself." Harry whispered to her. "Don't make me storm the Ministry to make sure you are getting sleep and are remembering to eat."

Hermione laughed. They both pretended not to notice the moisture in her eyes.

"Thanks, Harry." Hermione whispered back. "Stay out of trouble. Things have changed, Harry. Trust the staff to take care of things. You don't have to save everyone anymore."

"It's the start of the year and Hermione is telling me to stay out of trouble." Harry chuckled. "Some things never change."

"I wouldn't have to tell you all the time if you listened." Hermione slapped him on the shoulder.

Harry turned to say goodbye to Ron to see that he had already left. Of the group that had come with them only Hermione and Fleur remained. He hadn't had enough time to spend with everyone. His 'summer' had been incredibly short. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. Extra time to spend with his friends would have been nice but that also would have given him plenty of time to think about things. It seemed like when that happened he had a breakdown. They weren't happening as often and didn't last too long, but they still were very uncomfortable.

"Be good!" Hermione yelled after the gaggle of kids. "I love you. Don't forget to write."

"Love you too!" Rose and Hugo yelled back.

There were quite a few students on the train already. The group split off to find their friends, which left Harry with the choice of who to follow. Until Dominique sneakily took his hand and led him to an empty compartment. Rose, Roxie, and Louis knew what was going on, but didn't say anything. They knew Dominique would get Harry alone at some point, it was useless to try to stop her. Only a clear rejection from Harry would be able to get her to leave him alone. Unlike the others, her parents didn't mind if she was sexually active. Well, at least Fleur didn't mind. Bill wasn't even on the same continent most of the time. At this point he was basically assigned an 'uncle' position in their family unit.

Plus, as she liked to remind people, she was a Veela. She had a different set of rules. There were more than just Veela attending Hogwarts thanks to the recent education on near-human species. Werewolves, half-goblins, and some variants of vampire were students as well. The 'classic' Vampire, one that was truly undead and ageless, was barred via the wards. However, dhampir and 'living' vampires were welcome. Dhampir were half vampire, half human. A Living Vampire was someone who had the curse in their blood but were still alive and would turn into a Vampire upon death. Until then they could eat and drink normal food. They also didn't have as many, or as potent of supernatural abilities. It had been a hard sell at first. A few significant donations by some older families eased those concerns.

All in all, the population of Hogwarts was now quite varied. There had been an influx of witches and wizards from other countries once the war was over. Most were families that had left in the first war, so they were returning now that it was safe after a few generations. The population of Magical Britain was now nearly double that of when Harry jumped through the veil.

Dominique led him to a private carriage that had to be a new addition. The compartments were bigger but looked like those for first class. A passing glance at the couple of open ones revealed that each one was basically a suite.

"Here we are." Dominique had thankfully eased off the French accent.

Harry raised his eyebrows at the statement. She motioned to the nameplate beside the door.

Ancient and Noble House of Potter

"These are the Lady and Lords cars." Dominique explained. "There are a few sixth- and seventh-year students that have claimed their titles. They are granted some extra privileges as fitting of their station. This is your private compartment. I think you get your own Lord's Quarters too."

"Hm." Harry nodded. "That will take some getting used to."

Having his own room sounded nice. Sleeping in a dorm with four other guys had lost its novelty a couple of weeks into his first year. It was easy to forget about the downsides at the start of the term, but it didn't take long to want some space again.

Harry drew his wand and walked around the suite a couple of times. Once he was satisfied, he took a real look at the place. It had a small couch, a bed that looked like it was bolted to the wall, and a private washroom.

"What are you doing?" Dominique asked.

"Making sure it's safe." Harry turned to face her. "Thanks for showing me this."

"No problem." Dominique strolled over to the couch and lounged across the cushions.

She made sure to sway her hips ever so slightly to get his attention. Harry chuckled.

"Where am I supposed to sit?" Harry asked as he closed the door.

A private screen automatically slid into place. He cocked his head to the side as he looked at the door. Privacy was nice, but the thought of someone like Draco with something like this did not sit well with him. Harry didn't want to think the worst of people. He just didn't have all that much experience with those who were responsible with their privilege.

"Does the trolley still come by?" Harry asked still studying the door.

His mind was working overtime analyzing the privacy charms and how to circumvent them if needed. Not only would it help him break through them, but the information would also show him what he could do to strengthen the setup.

"We can call them." Dominique replied.

Harry turned to face her to see that she had removed her dress. She was stretched out on the couch wearing a light blue bra and panty set. The material was sheer to the point her areolas were clearly visible. Harry felt a rush of heat spread through his body. His natural reaction to a scantily clad beautiful girl was enhanced with the full force of her allure.

"Stop." Harry stated.

Dominique flinched at his voice.

"Oh." She blushed. "Sorry."

Harry felt her allure retreat.

"I lost control." Dominique whispered. "It happens sometimes when I get excited."

Harry sighed.

"You are interested, right?" Her voice had an underlying tone of barely contained fragility. "I know my boobs aren't as big as Vic's or my mother."

"Stop." His voice was firm. "You are gorgeous, and anyone who says otherwise is an idiot."

A relieved smile crossed her face.

"I don't like people trying to mess with my head." Harry explained. "I can feel your allure. Yours, your sisters, and Fleur's. It doesn't influence me, but I still feel it."

"Oh." Dominique gave him a tentative smile. "If it helps, I wasn't trying to blast you. I've been trying to hold back since we met."

Harry returned her smile.

"I'll get dressed and go find my friends." Dominique picked up her dress where it had been folded nearby.

"I didn't say you had to do that." Harry stalked over to her.

Dominique suddenly felt very small. Their eyes met. In that moment she was a rabbit, and he was a wolf. It was amazing what sex with a couple of older women and the hungry looks from a trio of Veela did to his confidence. A shiver of excitement raced along her spine. Sweet, sexy Goddess, she hoped he would gobble her up.

Harry took a seat on the couch beside her. He patted his lap for her to take a seat. The big tent in his jeans made it obvious that he was quite interested in her.

Dominique smiled at him, taking a seat right on top of his clothed erection. She hissed at the feeling of her basically naked bum pressing down on his throbbing cock. Dominique nuzzled his neck in an attempt to hide the fact she was blushing like crazy. She may have acted like she knew what she was doing, her inner Veela sort of did, but so far she hadn't gone farther than heavy petting.

Who better to give her virginity to than Harry Potter?

She couldn't let him know that of course. The best course of action was to present a confident front. Her lips pressed against the side of his exposed neck. She was rewarded as Harry let out a deep breath. Her lips were soft beyond compare, and each following kiss made his painfully hard cock press against her pussy grind harder against his bulge. She mewled in approval, letting out soft moans in between kisses that drove him crazy.

His hands started to fondle her apple-sized tits as Dominique grinded her hips into his erection, giving him an improvised lap-dance. The thin fabric of her panties did little to stop her pussy spreading her juices all over his jeans. She would have been mortified if she saw the trails of wet spots all over the tussled fabric. Right now, she was too horny to care.

Harry leaned forward to press his lips against hers. She moaned into his mouth, eagerly sucking on his bottom lip as their tongues danced. The two lost themselves in the kiss until, reluctantly, they had to pull away to breathe.

"Please." Dominique pouted as she slid off his lap.

She slid between his legs on the floor before him. Harry nodded in answer as the blonde veela tugged down his pants. His rigid cock popped out in the all its glory. Her eyes were locked by the thick manhood that bounced in front of her face. She had seen a penis before, her mother and aunt and grandmother had taught her and Victoire about sex. Still, those had been through shared memories, not flesh and blood.

In a daze, one of her hands cupped his ball sack. She hefted them, feeling the weight. Dominique nuzzled her face into his crotch, breathing in Harry’s scent as deeply as she could. Her inner Veela sang with joy.

"You smell so good." Dominique purred.

Dominique leaned forward to wrap a hand around his beater's bat of a cock before licking the underside of his cock straight to the tip. A bit of pre-cum slid down his shaft that soon coated her tongue giving her the first taste of the cock she would come to love. She was a little lightheaded from the heady musk that banished her nervousness.

Harry shuddered, feeling Dominique's tiny but wet little tongue lick the sensitive underside of his cock.  She messily licked along his shaft. Her tongue caressed his cock-head like it was a lollipop.

"Fuck, that's good." Harry groaned and threw his head back.

Harry couldn't resist putting his hands on the back of Dominique's head and guiding her a little faster up and a little further down his shaft. Dominique used her free hand to massage his sack. With a small squeeze, she heard Harry groan before her mouth was suddenly filled with a salty creamy treat.

In a burst of speed, Dominique pounced on Harry, landing right on his lap with her knees on the couch on either side of his hips. It only took her a moment to get settled so that her core was resting right above his hard cock.

Harry reached down and ripped her panties off of her. Dominique gasped.

"I like those." She pouted.

"Take off your bra if you don't want me to rip it too." Harry growled.

She quickly unhooked her bra and tossed it away. Harry took in the sight of her nude form and let out an appreciative breath. His hands trailed along her sides until they came up to her breasts. Her pert tits were capped with pink nipples that begged to be kissed. The lighter shade of her areolas smoothly blended in with her pale skin.

Dominique ran her damp heat along the length of his cock as she rocked back and forth on top of him.

"I’m ready." Dominique drew his gaze away from her breasts.

Harry grabbed the base of his shaft and pointed it right up at Dominique's entrance. She slowly lowered her hips back down. Harry kept the tip of his cock lined up perfectly so that it spread apart her damp limps. She shuddered as the head of his cock stretched her tiny lips apart.

Dominique leaned back to see where their bodies met. She watched, enraptured as she lowered herself a little further down. His cock stretched her lips open a little bit wider. She thanked her Veela heritage that she didn't have to worry about a hymen. There would be no way to play off that she had been a virgin otherwise.

"Don't push yourself." Harry spoke through clenched teeth.

"Huh?" Dominique eyes took a moment to focus on his.

"Nothing." Harry flashed her a roguish smile.

The look on his face made her insides melt. Her legs spread a little, releasing their grip on his thighs, and she sank down until he was fully sheathed inside of her. Dominique opened her mouth in a wordless scream as he reached deep into her untouched depths.

Slowly, almost in a daze, she raised her hips. Dominique watched as his cock was slid out of her tight pussy. They both watched as their bodies joined. When she halfway back up, she suddenly dropped down hard on him and let out a throaty moan.

"You feel so good inside of me." Dominique closed her eyes gently and rocked her hips against his.

Her hips rolled in a circle as her pussy was easily gliding up and down his cock thanks to how wet she was. Dominique's moans grew louder the longer she rode him. Harry didn't hold back as he moaned and groaned too every time her pussy fully engulfed his cock or whenever she squeezed him tightly at just the right spot.

Harry placed his hands on her hips to help guide her motions. He barely needed to use much strength to bounce on his cock faster. The sound of her arse smacking against his thighs filled the room accompanied by their moans.

"I'm… I'm going…" Dominique cried started to kiss and suck wildly on his neck.

Harry was getting close too. He could feel his orgasm start to churn inside him. Dominique let out a feral scream as she hit her peak. Her orgasms made her entire body clench. She muffled her scream by sinking her teeth in his shoulder.

"That fucking hurts." Harry growled, but it didn't stop him from slamming her up and down his cock.

Dominique's mouth popped off his shoulder as she let out another scream of pleasure. Her pussy clenched down so impossibly tightly around his cock. If this was what happened every time she had an orgasm then they would definitely have to do this again. Without the biting.

The sudden increase in tightness sent Harry past the point of no return. As Dominique continued to ride her orgasm, Harry exploded inside of her pussy. He slammed down hard on his lap so that her pussy fully engulfed his cock, and he coated the inside of her walls white with his hot seed.

Harry gasped for breath as he fought to recover from his powerful orgasm. Dominique started to come down from hers. They both settled into the afterglow and a blissful smile crossed her lips.

"That was better than I ever dreamed it could be." Dominique cooed.

She froze.

"You know, for sex… with you." The words flowed out of her without a filter. "Not that I haven't had sex before. I've had plenty of sex. Like, a lot of sex."

"Dominique." Harry smiled at her.

She hesitantly met his eyes.

"That was wonderful." He placed a soft kiss on her lips. "Do you know any healing charms? I think I'm bleeding."

A bright blush engulfed her face as she noticed the bloody bitemark on his shoulder. Dominique wiped her mouth to see if there was blood. Her hand came away red.

"Oh no." She squeaked.

"I've had worse." Harry chuckled.

"No, that's not it." She winced. "That's a mating bite."

"Meaning?" Harry raised his eyebrows at that.

"My Veela side has chosen you as a mate." Dominique gave him a shaky smile.

Harry's eyes dropped to her cum-packed pussy. His cock was acting like a plug keeping his seed inside of her.

"Babies?" Harry whispered.

"Not yet." She shook her head a little too hard. "Veela can't get pregnant until twenty when we reach full maturity. It means that I'll seek you out when I get aroused and can only have your babies."

"Fleur is going to kill me." Harry leaned his head back on the couch.

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AN:
Just shy of 4k :)
Thanks for the patience
Fixed the repeating portion
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