Fun Times and Revelations

As Harry steps into the diner, he can't help but smile. Located in a prime spot on the corner right outside of Gringotts, the restaurant, simply called 'Abbott's' is doing quite well for itself. The place is popular and that shows right here in this moment with the fact that its still relatively full even now, two hours after the usual lunch rush.

But then, Harry had always known that it would be successful. It was Hannah Abbott herself that had taken some convincing. The blonde, well-stacked Hufflepuff had simply had zero confidence in her cooking, despite her being a natural at it. Susan and Harry had had to double team Hannah (in more ways than one) and practically force her to open this restaurant.

She'd agreed to give it a try, clearly not expecting it to do well. But it had done well. And Harry hadn't even had to pay people to go! Sure, he'd advertised it a little bit, but this rush of popularity and the strong reputation for good food that Hannah had built up for Abbott's these past few weeks had been all her. The blonde witch had really found her stride, as evidenced by the fact that he finds her sweaty but still active once he steps through the doors at the back of the restaurant and into the kitchen.

"Alice! Get these places to Table Five, asap! Fred, what's the status on Table Six's meal?"

"Almost done ma'am! Three minutes!"

"Good! Remember, don't rush! Quality over speed!"

Harry smiles as he leans against a wall and just watches Hannah do her thing. Alice the waitress barely spares him more than an appreciative glance, but then, as Hannah's husband and a silent partner in this little venture, he's not exactly trespassing or anything like that. And when it comes to things Harry himself isn't very good at, he knows how to stay out of the way.

Still, it doesn't take long for Hannah to notice him. She freezes for a moment, and then a wide, happy grin spreads across her face. But much to his satisfaction, she doesn't stop working. Beyond giving him a rather telling look, Hannah ignores him, turning back to her work and seeing the last bits of the lunch rush through before she even thinks about taking a break. Watching Hannah work, watching her command the kitchen and everything else, its definitely a proud moment for Harry. She's really come into her own.

Of course, the moment things have finally died down (only a couple hours before the dinner rush, as it so happened) Hannah was more than willing to take a break. Grabbing him by the hand, the owner of Abbott's pulls Harry into her office, and as soon as they're inside, the door shut behind them, she's dragging him close and kissing him deeply.

Harry pushes Hannah back at that, until her fat, beautiful ass is pushed up against the edge of her desk, his hands groping her behind and holding her close. Hannah's hands in turn run down Harry's chest, ghosting over his front as their lips smack together quite needily, their tongues slipping out of their respective mouths and intertwining together.

After a few minutes of this, Hannah pulls away from the kiss and slides down to her knees, completely of her own accord. Trapping herself between the front of her desk and him, the blonde, busty witch bites her lower lip as she unbuttons the front of her white blouse, tugging it out of the waist of her black skirt and exposing her bra-clad tits. Said bra ends up pulled down a moment later as well, and Hannah grins impishly up at Harry upon hearing his breath hitch at the sight of her gorgeous chest bouncing free.

Then, her hands begin to work on his belt and button and zipper, and in moments Hannah has drawn Harry's cock out of the confines of his boxer and put it in her mouth. Her tongue swirls around his cockhead for a moment, and then she's bobbing up and down his length with as much enthusiasm as she can muster, swallowing inch after inch of his cock as Harry groans and places a hand atop Hannah's head, lacing his fingers through her blonde locks.

She was a good cock sucker, that much was for sure. Almost as good a cock sucker as she was a cook. But no, Hannah food transcended sex, in a way. It was sublime… which was why Harry had pushed the blonde to open this restaurant in the first place. It certainly wasn't so that he and Hannah could engage in copious amounts of near-public sex in her office with no one outside being the wiser.

Heh, though there was no doubt that that bit was certainly fun. Grinning down at Hannah as the blonde witch in turn looks up at Harry with a smile in her eyes, her lips stretched wide around his prick, Harry groans as he has to toss his head back again, Hannah's tongue finding a very sensitive part near the base of his member. Because she is taking him all the way to the base. By this point, the blonde knows how to suppress her gag reflex. She swallows continuously in rhythm with Harry's cock going in and out of her throat.

It feels wonderful, her neck muscles rolling over his length as she gulps and gulps down his meat rod, never actually getting full on it. At the same time, Hannah reaches up under Harry and grabs hold of his balls with one hand while the other unzips the side of her skirt and goes right down the front of it, into her panties so she can finger herself while deep-throating Harry's majestic member.

Massaging his balls, fingering her cunt, swallowing Harry's cock… and all the while, her breasts are bouncing and jiggling with Hannah's movements. It's a mesmerizing sight, to be sure. Harry could stand here forever, enjoying Hannah's technique. He has the stamina to last a long time, to be sure. If he holds back, he could turn this into an hour-long blowjob.

But that wouldn't be fair to Hannah. In the end, Harry doesn't try to hold back. He lets the needy blonde witch milk his cock, his release exploding out of his tip and into her mouth. Of course, its far too much for Hannah to handle, far too much for any witch to handle alone. In the end, overwhelmed by his seed, the topless Hufflepuff pulls back and takes the rest of Harry's thick, viscous load across her face and tits, not so much as flinching as she moans in appreciation of the facial.

Of course, even as they're both luxuriating in the afterglow of Harry's release, a knock on the door comes. But then, the danger of being found out is one of the reasons that they do this kind of thing here in the first place. Before the door handle can turn all the way, Harry has his hand on it, holding the door closed even as he fixes himself up.

"Just a minute!"

"Lord Potter-Black? I have Lady Bones out here, here to see Mrs. Abbott…"

Meanwhile, Hannah is rushing to fix herself up, zipping up her skirt and buttoning up her blouse once more. She forgets to clean her face though, having grown far too used to having his cum all over her features. She barely even notices its there these days, and as a result, Harry's facial is still very present on Hannah's cheeks and nose and chin and lips as she straightens herself out and gives Harry a nod.

"We're good, open the door Harry."

He does so without question, but in the same moment looks up and realizes the state of his blonde wife. Unfortunately, its too late to close the door again. Susan and Alice are already walking inside. Susan immediately sees the cum all over her friend's face, but Harry is able to step in between Alice and her boss, cutting off the waitress view of Hannah and also cutting off further access into the room for her as he smiles down at her.

In return, Alice blushes at the attention given to her by the handsome Lord, fidgeting a little as she gestures at Susan.

"J-Just, um… just escorting Susan here."

Of course, her words would seem more honest if she didn't keep trying to sneak glances around Harry. In the end, the wizard sighs and catches Alice's attention, giving her a very specific type of smile as he nods to the door.

"Thank you for your help, Alice. Go on now, back to work with you."

Biting her lower lip, the waitress ultimately does as she's told, and Harry closes the door to Hannah's office behind her, even as Susan erupts into giggles. Hannah of course, has no idea what's happening even now. At least, not until Susan points at her and manages to get out some words amidst the snickering.

"Going for a new look, Hannah? Honestly, I'd say it suits you."

Blinking, Hannah reaches up to touch her face, eyes going wide as she finally realizes that Harry's cum is still covering her features and even her tits. Her white blouse has stains on it now where his seed soaked through, as she didn't have time to properly put her bra back on. Blushing profusely, which only causes the streaks of cum to become more visible, Hannah goes to clean herself up, only for Susan to grab her friend by the wrist and pull her back around.

Before Hannah can wipe any of the seed away, Susan begins to do it for her, smirking wickedly as she scoops cum off of Hannah's face with her finger and then slurps it off of said finger, suckling her digit quite provocatively, right before her blushing friend's eyes. Hannah squirms a little but allows Susan to go about 'cleaning her', even as Harry walks back over to the two women, smiling a little, but also lifting his brow at the fact that Susan is here at all in the first place.

"Didn't you have auror training today, Susan? What happened? You're done a bit early, aren't you?"

Susan shrugs, still smiling as she sucks her finger clean one last time before answering Harry.

"The Auror I'm currently apprenticed under had to leave early for the day due to a family emergency. So, I figured, why not just go see my best friend? Of course, how could I have possibly guessed that she'd be here, blowing my dear husband behind my back?! Oh, how betrayed I should feel!"

Neither Harry nor Hannah are all that impressed by Susan's faux outrage, even as the chesty red head places the back of her hand against her forehead as if she's about to swoon. As always, Susan can definitely be a little over-dramatic when she's messing around. Still, seeing that she's not really getting any laughs, Susan stops after a moment, becoming more serious as she gives Harry a certain wicked grin.

"Still, I'm glad you're here, Harry. I had to talk to you anyways."

Lifting a brow at that, Harry cocks his head to the side as he crosses his arms over his chest.

"Is that so? About the…"

Susan bobs her head up and down, even as Hannah leans in close as well, just as excited to hear what's been found. There are no secrets between the three of them. Hell, Harry does his best to make sure there's no secrets amongst his extended family and harem at all. He doesn't like the idea of ANYONE trying to one up the other, and he's made sure his multitude of wives know that. At this point, they're all equals in his eyes, and if any of them try to change that, he's made it quite clear that they can only LOWER his esteem of them through such things, not enhance it.

Regardless, Susan has information for him. Information he's been waiting for.

"As you know, I contacted one of my aunt's acquaintances, a retired auror that auntie said could be trusted. He agreed to work for us as a private investigator… well, that's finally paying off. Here's the details."

Susan produces a scroll from her moleskin pouch and Harry takes it from her, pulling the tie loose and opening the scroll so he can read it. As he consumes his contents, Susan explains them for Hannah's benefit, sounding positively wicked over their findings.

"The P.I. found that Malfoy has been a very, VERY naughty boy this past month. There's photo evidence deeper in the scroll that shows Draco engaging in smuggling. Dark objects, mostly… but then there's also the smoking wand."

Harry unfurls the scroll further, the thing magically rolled up, so in truth its MUCH larger than it first appears. Near the bottom, he finds what Susan is talking about. There's a picture of Draco Malfoy, his face very clear… supervising the transfer of scared women, muggles from the looks of them.

"Slaves. He's dealing in slaves."

Hannah gasps in horror at that, while Susan's smile drops off her face entirely, even as she nods. Harry's jaw is set, and his fingers are clenching down hard on the scroll's sides.

"That he is. He used the money he took from Lord Greengrass to create this little criminal enterprise of his. He's been very careful to float under the radar. At least, careful by wizarding standards. Luckily, the P.I. that auntie suggested is a muggleborn who spent a decade training with their police as well. Its only through those connections that he was able to find out about a deal that'll go down next week between some foreign criminals and Malfoy."

Harry's eyes flicker up from the scroll to meet Susan's. For a moment, he's silent. Then, he asks the obvious.

"Why are you bringing this to me and not your Aunt, Susan? Or even just the Aurors in general?"

Grimacing, Susan shifts her weight from foot to foot, clearly uncomfortable with this question. But she answers, nonetheless.

"After the war, after all the death and figuring out who was bad and who wasn't, the Ministry is seriously understaffed, Harry. As you well know. That translates to the DMLE as well. We're swamped right now, even if my aunt wouldn't admit it in a million years. She'd tried to handle this too, but it might get botched if she did so. On the other hand, I know how you feel about all this, Harry. And I know you'd probably love first crack at Malfoy too…"

… She's not wrong. And if Susan is right and the Aurors really are too short-staffed and too busy to deal with this properly, then is it not his duty and responsibility to handle it himself? Harry inwardly snorts at his own thoughts. There's no point in him trying to be all self-righteous about this. He wants to deal with Draco Malfoy for his own reasons, at the end of the day. He wants to put Draco in prison because the damn blond idiot has gotten away with his shit for far too long.

Realizing that Susan is still waiting for a response, Harry smiles at her and steps forward, one hand going to the small of the red head's back and the other lacing through her hair as he looks her in the eye.

"That I would, Susan. That I would. Thank you for this."

Rather than answer him with words, Susan responds by wrapping her arms around his neck and stealing a kiss. Said kiss is in fact a lot longer than most stolen kisses, but then Harry doesn't much mind as they begin making out right there on the spot, their tongues intertwining just as his and Hannah's did only a little while before.

Of course, Hannah is still in the room. It is HER office after all. Stepping up to them both, the blonde scowls as she plants her hands on her hips and pouts at the two of them.

"Susan! Harry and I were busy before you came in here. He should really finish with me before starting with you! It's only fair."

Pulling away from his lips, Susan turns to her friend and scoffs, teasing Hannah with words even as she reaches out and scoops up some more of Harry's cum off the blonde's face.

"Sorry, Hannah. You snooze, you lose~"

But before Susan can put it in her mouth, Hannah grabs her friend's wrist and swallows the cum-covered finger herself, sucking it clean. Before pulling back with a needy, lustful growl.

"I'm the one who worked for that cum, Susan. If you want your own, you'll have to put in the effort."

Sensing what's going to happen next, Harry pulls away from Susan. Hannah takes his place a moment later of course, and the two best friends embrace in a very much non-platonic way as they kiss and makeout with one another instead, all while molesting each other… and stripping off the other witch's clothes. Harry chuckles at the sight of the two Hufflepuffs 'making up' so quickly. But then, this is just the kind of relationship Hannah and Susan have these days. They've gotten over any hang ups, gotten over anything that might have split them apart because of Harry.

Now, they're as much in love with each other as they are with Harry, and it shows as the two heatedly make out right before his eyes while removing each other's garments as fast as possible. Harry enjoys the show for a moment longer, and then he reaches up and begins to do the same, unbuttoning his shirt and stripping out of his clothing as well.

By the time he's done, Hannah and Susan are naked. But catching glimpses of his own nude body in their periphery sees the two witches pull apart partway. Standing side by side, an arm around their fellow sister-wife, Hannah and Susan give Harry smoldering glances as they flaunt their voluptuous curvaceous bodies in his direction. Their tits are pressed against one another at the side, and they both have wicked smiles on their faces as they speak back to back.

"Well, Harry?"

"Which of us is it going to be?"

"Only you can make that sort of choice at this point…"

Smirking, Harry shrugs and makes his way over to the couch that lines one of the office's walls.

Sitting down on it, he strokes his cock a bit and raises an eyebrow as they turn to regard him, waiting for his verdict.

"… Hannah. Sorry Susan, but she really was here first, and we really do need to finish what we started."

Hannah happily prances over, even as Susan approaches at a more sedate pace, pouting but at the same time not arguing the point. She sighs, even as Hannah climbs into his lap and sinks down onto his cock, placing the tip against her pussy lips before outright impaling herself on the entire length. A loud, long, wanton moan leaves Hannah's throat, but when he closed the door on Alice last, Harry not only locked it this time around, he also cast a couple muffling spells, sensing where this little meeting was heading as soon as Susan walked in.

Hannah can moan all she wants, and she does just that, even as Susan moves over to the side of the couch. Before she can sit down however, Harry surprises her by laying down across the entire couch, pulling Hannah with him as he goes. The blonde Hufflepuff still gets to ride his cock, but now his head is lying back on the couch cushion… in perfect position for his tongue to pleasure anyone who cared to sit on his face.

Seeing his grin, Susan's eyes brighten up and she climbs aboard as well. Even as Harry's hands grip Hannah's waist, his cock thrusting up into her needy cunt from below, he's also sliding his tongue up along Susan's slit, running it over her clit for a moment before pushing up inside of her cunt and writhing around there.

The office is soon filled with both witches' moans. Harry isn't the kind to half-ass anything after all, and this is no exception. He fucks Hannah with all his might, while eating out Susan's juicy, drooling quim. Its not long before they both start to cum. Hannah's pussy juices flow down Harry's length and Susan's flow into his mouth. He just keeps right on fucking and licking, doing what he does best and giving his beloved wives as much pleasure as possible.

Of course, after that superb blowjob just prior to Susan's arrival, it takes a little while for Harry to cum again. By the time he fills Hannah with his second load of the day, her pussy walls are clenching down around his cock, squeezing his throbbing member hard as she goes through her sixth orgasm. Susan isn't much better, watching Hannah cum, watching her best friend turned sister-wife get filled with Harry's seed. It sends her over the edge one more time as well.

Of course, Harry is still more than ready for another round. Eager to get started once again, the powerful young wizard rises up from the couch, displacing both Hannah and Susan at the same time. Manhandling the two witches into position doesn't take long at all, and soon Harry is pounding into Susan from behind, even as he grabs a fistful of the red head's crimson locks and pushes her face into Hannah's cream-filled cunt.

"Time to apologize for interrupting Hannah's alone time, Susan~"

The Hufflepuff witch lets out a muffled moan in response, all too happy to be eating out Hannah's cunt, drinking down the mixture of her friend's pussy juices and Harry's cum. At the same time, Hannah moans as well, not at all muffled and much louder as she tosses her head back and laces her fingers through Susan's hair, taking over for Harry so he can lean back and place both of his hands on Susan's hips.

Pounding into the red head with all his might, Harry enjoys the feel of her plump, heart-shaped ass beneath his fingertips, and the way her butt cheeks ripple and jiggle and bounce with every deep, penetrating thrust he makes into the depths of her pussy. Susan cums again and again around Harry's cock, and Hannah in turn cums all over her friend's face, the pleasure from Susan's squeals causing her to slip over the edge over and over.

Eventually, Harry does cum again, a third time. But that's not the end of it, not by far. Susan and Hannah are more than ready to continue, and Harry's endurance is nigh god-like anyways. So of course, they keep fucking, the two best friends happily switching back and forth as the positions constantly change up. Harry fucks Hannah and then Susan and then Hannah again, pounding into whichever one of them is presenting their hole to him at the time, even as the other invariably receives some form of pleasure from their sister-wife.

Still, all good things come to an end. The end of their frenzied, enthusiastic ménage a trois comes when there's another knock on the door while Hannah and Susan are in the middle of giving Harry a VERY enthusiastic double tit-job, their busty chests working together to wrap around his cock, even as their tongues duel with one another atop his length, slurping around his tip and leaving the two witches practically kissing around his cockhead.

"U-Uh, Mrs. Abbott? The evening rush is starting in a half hour, we need your go ahead on some things!"

Hannah pulls back and twists her head to look at the time before paling somewhat. Harry and Susan both watch in mild amusement as the blonde witch jumps to her feet and begins to get dressed.

"I'll be out in a few minutes, Alice! Just get back to work for now!"

Susan sighs, still on her knees and now the sole witch giving Harry a titjob, giggles up at her friend.

"Mm, you're so… disciplined, Hannah. I don't know if I could EVER pull myself away from Harry's cock like that. Still, we'll be here for a while. You can come back and join us whenever you want~"

Growling lustfully, Hannah steps over to the couch and leans in to give Harry a deep kiss, before pulling back with a huff as she fixes up her bra and buttons up her brow.

"Ugh, I don't want to go… but I do need to go. This place isn't nearly ready to handle a dinner rush on its own yet, not without me overseeing things."

Leaning in for another deep, tongue-filled kiss, Hannah eventually reluctantly pulls back with her eyes smoldering as she looks down at Harry.

"I expect you both to still be here after the rush is over, alright?"

Harry just smiles and nods, quite content to remain in the blonde's office with such excellent company as the red head currently enthusiastically bouncing her tits up and down Harry's cock. Before Hannah can leave, Harry lets out a groan and cums all over Susan. She's quick to swallow the tip of his cock so she can drink down the rest, and once she's done, she stands up and gives Hannah an impish grin as she wipes the seed off of her face and suckles her hand clean with her mouth.

"We'll definitely be here, Hannah. Hurry back to us, or who knows what we might get up to in your office while you're gone~"

Hannah both blushes and pales at the idea, and Harry can see all sorts of ideas going through the blonde's head. Specifically, her eyes dart over to her desk for a moment before she swallows thickly and leaves the room, valiantly resisting the urge to stay and ignore the dinner rush. She'd put too much into her restaurant at this point to abandon it for even one night when it needed her, and Harry couldn't have been prouder of Hannah for the discipline she showed.

Not that that stopped him from grinning wickedly and rising from the couch as Susan hops up onto Hannah's desk, rubbing her big fat naked bubble butt all over the wood finish as she spreads her legs wide and grins.

"C'mon Harry… she practically told us to do it here next, hehe!"

Chuckling as well, Harry strides across the room and grabs Susan up, kissing her deeply and squeezing her flesh in his hands as he thrusts into her ready and waiting cunt, his entire length filling her. Susan moans as she happily falls back onto the desk, taking Harry with her. His mouth ends up on the red head's absolutely gorgeous tits, and his hands hold her by the hips as he fucks her across Hannah's poor desk with nice and deep thrusts, pounding away into her cunt again and again and again.

Susan, meanwhile, is having the time of her life, her mouth formed into a large O as she moans and her eyes rolling around in her head. She slides her fingers through Harry's messy mop of black hair and pulls him closer as he sucks and nibbles and tugs at her teat with his teeth. Switching from breast to breast, one after the other, Harry worships Susan's mammaries, suckling at them and slurping at them and all around enjoying them, just like he's enjoying the way her tight cunt is squeezing down around his cock as she cums along his dick again and again.

Their fucking is fast and furious and quite loud, but no one is going to hear them, no one knows what they're doing. Right outside the office, Hannah is leading her bustling kitchen, the only soul who even knows what's happening between them. Outside the kitchen, Abbott's is probably nice and full by now, the dinner rush showing up and the line waiting to be seated out the door and around the corner of the building.

Hannah's food is worth the wait, Harry and Susan both know that quite well, just as half the wizarding world does now. Still, Harry knows what he'll be having for dinner when they're all done here. It'll be takeout of course, heh.

As Susan and he continue to fuck, Harry cums again and again. Of course, he doesn't release his loads into her nearly as often as the red head squirts her pussy juices all over his pistoning prick. That makes his own releases just perfect for knowing when they should change up spots or positions. The smell of sex in Hannah's office only intensifies as Harry and Susan fuck every single way under the sun, and ultimately, he eventually has to move to Susan's back door due to the sheer volume of seed leaking out of her well-fucked quim.

Sitting back on the couch, Harry holds Susan by her thighs as she slowly sinks herself down onto his cock, moaning all the while as inch after inch of his messy, lubed-up length disappears up into her asshole. The red head shudders, shaking and trembling, even as Harry lets go of her thighs once her butt is touching the base of his cock in order to reach around and grab her tits. At the same time, he leans in and nuzzles Susan's neck, eventually sucking at her sensitive flesh as he bounces her up and down on his cock with nothing more than the strength of his upward thrusts.

"H-Harry~ Oh HARRY!!!"

Susan cums in record time, her pussy juices and some of his seed flowing out of her cum-stuffed quim as he continues to plow her ass and grope her tits. Harry just grins into the red head's neck, fucking the Hufflepuff witch's ass with wild abandon. Why not give it his all, right? After everything, his cock is covered in enough juices that it slid right up into Susan's perfectly shaped bubble butt. Playing with her rock-hard nipples, squeezing her breasts with all his might, Harry is having the time of his life messing Susan up as he fucks her and fucks her and fucks her some more.

But then, she always has had a weakness for anal sex. The red head loves it, and its no wonder that she cums over and over again around his cock as it deeply penetrates her bowels. Meanwhile, Harry can only groan at just how tight Susan's clenching anal passage feels around his cock. Not nearly as tight when they first met, and she was still an anal virgin of course, but more than tight enough to get him off now.

By the time Harry cums for the umpteenth time that day, this time painting Susan's bowels white with his seed, Susan herself is barely cognizant, laying back against his chest and rubbing her cheek into his cheek as she moans, her eyes heavily lidded. It's around then that Hannah walks back into the office, hours having passed and the dinner rush finally dying down.

Harry smiles at the blonde witch as she immediately begins to strip naked again, while Susan slowly leverages herself up, drawing herself off of Harry's cock with a little help from the wizard. Slumping down on the couch next to him, she waves a hand airily in Hannah's direction.

"Tag, you're it. Have fun, you two~"

Harry chuckles as Susan finally passes out, and just as he's standing, a familiar blonde babe strikes him like a missile, Hannah jumping him immediately. Its clear she'd spent most of the intervening hours thinking about what he and Susan were up to in her office… and equally clear that she could care less about the mess they made. She's much more interested in adding to it, from the looks of things.

As she wraps her limbs around his body, Harry grabs onto Hannah's rump, even as his cock slides into her needy cunt right on the spot. Grinning wickedly, the wizard proceeds to give his beautiful blonde wife the dicking she so desperately needs. Everything else can wait for now… all that matters is Hannah's pleasure.

-x-X-x-

After several more rounds of sex, this time with the end goal of exhausting Hannah in the same way he'd exhausted Susan, Harry had succeeded, leading to all three of them limping home with some take-out boxes filled with leftovers from the night's rush. Seeing Susan and Hannah to bed is the work of minutes for Harry, and then he's heading up to his study, food in one hand and Susan's scroll in the other.

Settling down at his own desk, Harry focuses on the food first, opening the takeout box to look down at the pasta dish within with a grin of pure, anticipatory delight on his face. Picking up his fork, Harry twirls around some noodles and then brings the utensil to his mouth, pulling the pasta past his lips and sighing happily as his eyes close shut and he chews the food up.

The flavors spark off of his tongue, off of the roof of his mouth, hell, off of every surface. He chews and savors and then swallows… and then he goes back for more. He eats fast, but not too fast. He's honestly quite hungry by this point, ravenous even, but he doesn't inhale Hannah's food, because you simply don't do something like that. No, when you have the good fortune to have a nice, well-cooked meal from Abbott's, you savor it as best you can, giving it your full attention and enjoying it to the last.

That's why Harry wastes until the last few bites to even think about the scroll that Susan had brought to him today. After finishing off the last of the pasta in the takeout box, Harry tosses said box in the trash by his desk, pulling the scroll front and center and unrolling it once more. He takes the time to go through the information without properly this time around, rather than skimming it as he'd had to do earlier.

Draco Malfoy's crimes were numerous, and the depths to which he was willing to sink in order to make a quick galleon were truly monstrous. It was everything Harry expected from the boy he'd gone to Hogwarts with all those years, and everything he'd expected from the man that boy had become. There were reasons Malfoy hadn't gone to Azkaban at the end of the war. Reasons that Harry had had to swallow, had had to stomach.

But Draco shouldn't have fucked with his family if he wanted to say beneath Harry's radar. He shouldn't have ever gotten involved with the Greengrasses, no matter how much of an idiot Lord Greengrass was. No, at the end of the day, Draco had brought this upon himself. The reckoning that Harry would visit upon Malfoy would be legendary.

He might have been more lenient if it was just dark objects. He might have been more forgiving of Draco's transgressions against House Greengrass. But as Harry stares down at the last moving picture, as he watches those terrified muggle women get shoved onto a boat under the watchful eye of Draco himself, to be carted off to who knows where, enslaved and used and discarded like they weren't even people… Harry knows what he has to do.

He's not going to let this slide. He's not going to let Draco continue to get away with this. His eyes shift down beneath the picture, to the end of the report where the information on Malfoy's next meeting is going to be happening. The day, time, and location are all right there, plain as day. The P.I. they'd hired did good work, and Harry made a mental note to have Susan pass on a bonus from them as a thank you for the hard work.

In just about a week, Draco Malfoy was going to get his just desserts, one way or the other.

-x-X-x-

If you'd like to read more of my work not seen on this website, check out Hentai-Foundry.com and QuestionableQuesting.com! I'm known as 'Cambrian' on those websites.

If you'd like to contribute to funding my writing at all, check me out on P atreon.com/Cambrian

Thanks for reading!