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Aemon Targaryen, Spring Holiday, Wolf’s Den

The second semester at Hogwarts passed without pain or glory and without noticing, Aemon was back at home, ready to continue with his plans

Specifically in the exoneration of Lord Black, who was driving him crazy in the castle

And thanks to Lucretia's prodigious mind, and Lucius' contacts, Aemon knew perfectly well how to achieve it

Aemon was sitting in the office of the Lord of Wolf's Den, Frigg lying on his feet, staring at the terrified and trembling figure of Rita Skeeter, who had been summoned by Aemon

"I'm glad you were able to come Miss Skeeter" although Aemon knew that the woman didn't really have a choice, it never hurt to be cordial and even less so with people like Skeeter, who could be useful more than once

The woman only nodded in fear, there were few limits that Rita Skeeter was not willing to cross, however, crossing paths with the Starks and their terrifying and growing alliance was one of them

Rita shuddered at the thought of it, the Stark-Black-Potter coalition completely dominated Britain's politics and commerce, the rest of the families had to fight for the leftovers, and apparently, Lord Potter and Lady Clarissa were as extraordinary as Lord Jon

Even Lucius Malfoy, whom Rita had always had a respectful fear, and whom she would never dare to write against, knelt and humiliated himself before the young wizard before her

"I thank you for the invitation, my lord, what do you want from me?" she asks respectfully

Aemon smiled softly, a kind face, but his eyes denoted magical power so great that Rita couldn't help but feel totally insignificant in front of him

A subtle reminder that, although she was a guest at Wolf's Den and, for the time being, she was in the grace of Lord Stark, she was still inferior to the Lord of Winters

A message that Rita understood loud and clear

"I'll be frank and direct with you Rita, I have a bone for you, the story of the year, something so incredible that it involves two administrations of the Ministry of Magic, and everything can be yours," said Aemon, enjoying how Rita's interest was more than evident

The woman's face gained caution, as she remembered who she was talking to

“And what is the price for such a juicy story?” Rita asked, thinking that she would have to be on her knees under the young Lord's desk for several hours

Although it was not a notion she disliked, from her youth in Slytherin, Rita had to spend many afternoons pleasing the leaders of the house to avoid problems, not to mention the "overtime" she did with her boss to justify her "big" salary

However, Aemon wasn't interested in the witch that way, he had enough women to drown in pussy, some still virgins to break and fuck, like the Patil and Rossana

However, this was a great opportunity to practice his mental arts, so, using legilimency, Aemon looked straight into Rita's eyes, with only one purpose, to flood her with pleasure, a pleasure so exquisite, never seen before, that they would leave the reporter addicted and eager to please him, in order to feel such an exquisite sensation again

Lord Stark's eyes shone softly, at the same time that Rita's pupils dilated, the woman gasped in surprise and then...

Pleasure... Rita experienced an amount of pleasure so overwhelming that her feeble mind was clay at the mercy of Aemon Targaryen

It would have been very easy to completely dominate her, bend her will to his will, however, Aemon simply flooded her senses with continuous pleasure, Rita's nipples were hard as rocks and visible through the thin robe she had chosen for this occasion

Suddenly Rita screamed, at the same time that her body contorted like a snake and female juice was expelled, bathing the office floor in the most explosive orgasm of the reporter's life

However, Aemon was feeling especially naughty today, so he simply continued, increasing the amount of pleasure, overwhelming Rita's body, and causing another orgasm just thirty seconds later

The woman trembled with pleasure, her eyes vacant and her mouth open in a mute scream, seeing the witch's pathetic state, Aemon cut off the magic, giving the reporter's body a momentary respite

Rita curled up in a fetal position on the floor, shivering as she tried to calm her body after such an incredible sensation

With difficulty and after several minutes, Rita sat up, but did not take a seat again, she simply knelt at the feet of Lord Stark, who watched the act with approval

"What do you want of me, my lord?" said the reporter with crazed eyes, knowing that, from this moment on, she was nothing more than a toy of Stark house

Aemon smiled and said

"You're going to a party, and if you do a good job, maybe I'll reward you again," said Aemon, before telling the rest of the plan

Rita could only look at the prince of Slytherin with total respect and terror, the plan was sublime, and the scandal would be of titanic proportions

Rita could hardly wait

Amelia Bones, Spring Ball, Wolf’s Den

"Why the long face, Madame Bones?" Lord Potter asked, as he looked at her with amusement

Amelia looked at the son of her greatest love as usual, with mixed feelings, Harry was very different from James, while James Potter always ignored the political and economic aspects of the Potters, Harry embraced them and executed them with pristine excellence

Maybe too much, Amelia thought, when she saw her niece, dressed in Potter colors and a gold choker, holding Harry's arm with elegance and obvious happiness, while the young Lord had his hand on Susan's hip, an act of possession and dominance that made it clear who was in charge in that relationship

"I hate the circuses my lord, this event is a simple demonstration of the power of the alliance towards the Wizengamot," said the woman

Harry looked at her with amusement and spoke

"Alliance of which the Bones family is part Madame, the most important members of the wizarding society are here, even some reporters were admitted to cover the event, plus the ritual of the spring equinox is important," Harry said with a stern tone, channeling magic unconsciously, making Susan next to him, shudder completely

Amelia watched the reaction with amusement, Susan was lucky that the wizard who caused such a powerful reaction was so possessive and passionate towards her, a true blessing

Amelia made a mental note about informing Susan about the potion to prevent early pregnancy, because of the way they both looked, it was only a matter of time before Lord Potter pops her niece's cherry

Amelia looked around, her aurors patrolling the hall, which was suitable for the event, while the incredible runic butlers that Jon had created served the guests, before the incredible gaze of the guests

Some had tried to sneak out, however, the powerful Stark magic had blocked all exits with powerful runic seals, causing a couple of problems for Amelia who, although she was a guest, made sure there were no problems

Almost all of the Wizengamot were present, Fudge tried to get closer to Lord Stark, to no avail, the young Lord was surrounded by his witches and his international allies and business partners, forging alliances and future plans

However, finding himself unable to approach Lord Stark, the minister turned to Amelia with a forced smile, it was evident that, although Fudge was invited, he was outside his circle, in the celebration there were true heavyweights of the magical world, Lorenzo Vallens was present accompanied by his daughter, as well as Rajit Perma and even the Kirijo clan,  compared to those families, the Fudges were totally insignificant, to the point that they went completely unnoticed

“Amelia! What a great surprise to see you here!” said the chubby man, with obvious relief on his face

Amelia looked at him with pity, apparently, the minister forgot that the Bones were direct vassals of the Potters for less than a year, so Amelia had much more right to be here than Fudge himself

“Minister, what do you think of the event? Great families attended," said the redhead politely, but her eyes reflected the contempt she felt for the useless man

However, when Fudge was about to respond, the Floo activated again, letting a particular family through, the red hair giving them away

Arthur Weasley and his entire clan had made an appearance, it was their debut, as the new vassals of the Stark house

Something that really surprised Amelia, considering that, she imagined that they would swear allegiance to the Potter house instead

And apparently, serving Lord Stark was well paid, considering that the robes, while not exorbitantly expensive, were of high quality and of sufficient etiquette for this event

Amelia watched with amusement as the youngest of the Weasleys levitated quickly towards Harry with a huge smile and an atomic blush, as she began to speak with emotion, while Arthur went to greet his lord, the gratitude and loyalty more than evident on his face

Amelia could understand, being aware of the situation, William and Charles, Arthur's eldest sons, had worked for Jon for months, doing such a good job that, impressed by his sons' ethics and talents, Jon offered a position for Arthur, in exchange, evidently, for the vassalage of the Weasley clan

Lady Bones watched in amusement as Fudge watched Arthur, someone he considered inferior to him, rub shoulders with Lord Jon Stark and his allies with alarming ease

However, the tranquility of the night was interrupted by something in particular

The soft silver lights that gave a pleasant and refined atmosphere, turned red, while small floating spheres with crimson light reflectors descended from the ceiling, pointing directly at a particular guest

The young and terrified Ronald Weasley

"ALERT, INTRUSION DETECTED, ALERT, INTRUSION DETECTED" shouted the mechanical voices, at the same time that unknown runes began to glow and a strange object began to emerge from the robes of the terrified young Weasley, who did not stop screaming

In an instant, Amelia watched in disbelief as a rat emerged from the young wizard's robe, while Lord Stark walked steadily toward where the shock had occurred

"Nerea, situation report," Lord Stark ordered

Amelia watched as the steward of the Stark house took control of the constructs, changing the color of the runes from red to white and the elegant voice responded, at the same time that both she and the minister approached the incident

“Animagus intrusion detected Lord Stark”

Lord Jon only drew his wand, making an elegant movement, and without a word, the wizard transformed into a rat was forced back into his human form, revealing the terrified image of someone familiar, someone who, Amelia was sure, would cause a lot of trouble

Peter Pettigrew, the alleged "murdered" of the "infamous" Sirius Black

Amelia looked in amusement at Fudge who was pale and trembling, looking and shaking his head at the wizard's presence

"No, it can't be, it's not possible," said the minister

And then, Rita Skeeter spoke, her squeaky voice making sure that everyone presents, the most powerful people in the wizarding world of Europe, would hear her

"That's Peter Pettigrew! Wasn’t he dead?” she asked with a look of confusion that, for a second, deceived even Amelia, at least until Rita's eyes betrayed her and they looked for an instant at Lord Stark, who was with Lord Potter and Lady Black by his side, the three of them with a glass and clinking it together discreetly, Celebrating...

Oh... Amelia thought, fully understanding what had happened, the purpose of this event and the presence of all the magical press, even international, the scandal would be massive, heads would roll and Fudge would not be able to hide it

Amelia was only sure of one thing, tomorrow's edition of the magic newspapers would be very interesting

And who knows, maybe it would be necessary to look for a new minister of magic soon

A great day in her opinion

Amelia watched as Lord Jon, Lady Clarissa and Lord Harry looked at her with a raised eyebrow, all three raising their glasses gently, all three with non-alcoholic drinks

Amelia snorted and answered, raising her own glass and implying that she understood perfectly what happened, feeling only two things for the dangerous golden trio

Respect and Fear

If they were capable of this at such a young age, how would they dominate the wizarding world in an imminent ascension?

Amelia trembled at the thought of it

 Remus Lupin, Wolf’s Den, two days later

"Don't worry, Remus, everything will be fine, my alpha, I mean, Lord Jon is good, he won't judge you" Chiara said with a huge smile, looking better than ever, in old Lupin's opinion

Remus smiled softly, Chiara no longer had that extreme thinness, her skin shone and her eyes reflected happiness, they had spent months in Lord Stark's service and evidently, the weather had been good with The Young Wolf and evidently, serving a powerful alpha like Jon Stark did wonders for Chiara's inner wolf

"I thought that with the trial of Sirius, Lord Jon would be much busier," Remus said sincerely

The news that Peter Pettigrew was alive hit the island like a storm, at first, Fudge tried to ignore it all and sweep it under the rug, at least until Rita Skeeter released important information

Sirius Black, then heir to the Noble and ancestral House of Black, had not had a trial before the Wizengamot, Bartemius Crouch Sr. He had sent him to Azkaban on the spot and forgotten the key in the process.

The scandal was catastrophic, all the ministries put pressure on Fudge, with considerable threats such as withdrawing investments or expelling England from the I.C.W.

From what Albus had told him, the Wizengamot would have an emergency meeting soon, while Madame Bones was in charge of interrogating the putrid traitorous rat

"My Lord, Remus Lupin," Chiara said, entering the room and leaning towards the young Lord Stark and placing herself behind him

"Professor," Lord Jon greeted him, bowing his head in respect

Remus just shook his head and said

"We're not at Hogwarts Lord Stark, Remus is fine," said the werewolf sincerely, still exhausted by the latest transformation

Such a thought made Remus look at Chiara, who, unlike him, looked rested and healthy

And apparently, Lord Stark noticed Remus' gaze

"I see you've noticed," said the young Lord with amusement on his face

Remus could only open and close his mouth again and again, looking at Chiara, who had a straight and proud back

Perhaps...

"Chiara, are you free from the curse?" Remus asked, his tone full of hope

The beautiful young woman smiled radiantly, and before Lupin's gaze she changed completely, taking on an Animagus form of a white wolf and blue eyes, before returning to her human form instantly

Remus gasped, and his hands trembled without being able to contain himself, it was possible, Lord Stark had achieved what for so long Remus did not dare to dream of

Curing lycanthropy

Reading his thoughts, Lord Stark spoke

"It's not a cure technically, because it was never a curse," said the young Stark

Remus looked at him curiously, ready to debate that, indeed, lycanthropy was a curse

"Lycanthropy was born out of an incomplete ritual, one that a Lord Stark of the past purposely ruined by sabotaging a rival family's attempt to obtain the gifts of Stark blood, I studied Chiara's blood for several months, until I found the right formula to finish the ritual," said the young Slytherin, evidently proud of his achievement

Remus could understand, the young man had found the cure for lycanthropy after all

However...

“There is a catch, right?” Remus said with certainty

"Obviously," said Lord Stark, apparently pleased by Lupin's quick mind

Remus tensed, thinking that Lord Stark would be asking for an exorbitant price or something shady

“The cure will be provided only for vassals of my families, Harry appreciates you, as does Chiara, and my own experience in your classes tells me that you are competent and skilled, something that translates into someone of interest to the alliance, I wish that, on behalf of my families, you travel to the continent and recruit the peaceful clans,  offering them vassalage, in exchange for the cure”

The words silenced Lupin instantly, he wasn't stupid, and he knew perfectly well what was implied

There were about twenty thousand werewolves in Europe, of which about fifteen thousand could be considered peaceful clans, although Remus knew that, out of pride, many would not accept Lord Stark's conditional cure

However, Remus estimated that at least five thousand would accept the offer, happy to bend the knee to the Stark house in exchange for a better quality of life

An army, Remus thought, Lord Stark would assemble an army

For what reason? Remus did not know it

"It's a great opportunity, Remus," Chiara said, feeling the man's hesitation

Remus looked at her, dressed in an elegant and tight dress, with the Stark choker adorning her neck, it was evident that Chiara was totally loyal to Jon Stark and, to be honest, Remus wanted to be selfish, he wanted the cure, he wanted to be able to look at the full moon not with hatred and contempt

"It will take time, months I would say, to track down the clans and they will demand an in-person audience with you to assess your strength," Remus said, causing Chiara to smile and Lord Jon to nod with a small smile, assuming that Remus would accept

“I don't see any inconvenience, so will you accept?” Lord Stark asked

Remus looked at Jon silently and nodded softly

"Yes, however, I wish to finish my contract at Hogwarts before I take up your assignment, I don't like to leave things halfway," said the professor firmly

Lord Stark nodded and stood, offering his hand and the most important decision of Remus's life

The professor stared at her for a long time, until he decisively bent the knee and took Lord Stark's hand

A sensation of strange magic invaded his body, Remus' pupils dilated, at the same time he felt the wolf inside him show his fangs to the strange magic

At least, until Jon Stark's Wolf made an appearance, subduing the pathetic and weak wolf inside Remus almost instantly

"Welcome to the service of the Stark and Targaryen families, Remus Lupin," said the young Lord, at the same time that Lupin felt how his inner wolf was literally torn apart and rearmed at will by Stark magic

The feeling was painful and overwhelming, but the change was evident, his magic coupled with that of the Wolf, who was no longer angry and upset all the time, but calm and collected, whatever Lord Stark did, left him with a feeling similar to what Sirius and James described it as feeling like to be an Animagus

The change was so great that, overwhelmed, Remus fainted, not knowing that his weak and fragile body would change completely when he woke up

Stark magic and Targaryen magic wouldn't allow for a weak vassal, after all

Aemon Targaryen, at the same moment

Remus Lupin's limp body was changing, scars fading, and muscles growing

"He will be a great commander, your grace" said Chiara approaching Remus' body and analyzing his changes, leaning in such a way that her exquisite butt was facing its owner, while she moved it from side to side, wanting to provoke her Lord

Aemon snorted, soon to teach his naughty bitch a lesson

However, he had to finish the final details of the legion project

“Did Alexandra send the samples I requested?” asked Lord Stark, placing himself behind Chiara and caressing her butt gently, making the beautiful young woman shudder and moan

"Yes my lord, Missy, the armor please," ordered his assistant, at the same time that Aemon caressed her needy pussy gently, driving her crazy

In an instant two mannequins, one male and one female appeared in the office, showing off two incredible armors, made of steel, quite basic and with common charms, not ideal for a Stark Lord

But perfect for the werewolf army he was assembling, ten thousand soldiers stronger, faster and more ferocious than a normal human, sheathed in these armors, ready to tear their enemies apart

"Are you pleased, my lord?" Chiara asked as she rubbed her thighs with need and desire

Aemon looked at her approvingly and said

"Good job my pet, it's time for your prize" and without any qualms, he lays Chiara on her desk and use her magic to open her legs, eliciting a moan of desire from the werewolf

"I'm yours my alpha, one of your whores to please you, take what you want from my body" moaned the beautiful young woman, who was as eager for cock as Jon was to give it

With a thrust, Aemon sheathed himself in Chiara's tight and flooded pussy, ripping the air out of her and one of the most guttural moans she had ever heard, and without any qualms, began to pump hard, destroying the pussy of his little slut

"When I'm done with you your pussy will be numb, I hope you don't have plans, you'll be busy the rest of the day my dear" Aemon said crazy with desire

Chiara just moaned and spread her legs even wider, delighted to be possessed by her alpha

"Use me my alpha, breed me and mark me as one of your whores, I'm yours, I'm yours" she screamed out of her mind, she gave herself completely to the moment

For an instant, Aemon forgot all his plans, the conquest, the return to Vanaheim, everything took a back seat and only Chiara's tight and wet pussy mattered

It would be a long night for his little wolf, when he was done with her, she would be addicted to his cock and his seed

If she wasn't already

The rest of the night, Aemon took her as many times as he wished, she obeyed without question, ready to please her Lord, when he finished, mouth, pussy and butt had been conquered and baptized by Lord Stark's seed, while Chiara only repeated over and over again that her body was a temple at the service of her Lord and owner

The plans could wait, tonight, both gave themselves over to desire and pleasure

Margaery Tyrell, HighGarden, Westeros, Vanaheim

She was dreaming, it couldn't be anything else

He was in what he assumed was the Red Keep, while a deer, a crow, and a black dragon fought mercilessly to sit on the throne, none of them giving in, and everything around them was collapsing rapidly

But then, it appeared

The white dragon...

With alarming rapidity, he tore the three contenders to pieces, seating gallantly on the Throne, at the same time that everything was repaired around the Golden Rose of Highgarden

The dragon changed shape, transforming into the most handsome man Margaery had ever seen, with a King's bearing she had never seen before, with black hair and amethyst eyes, he looked at her with desire and possession

"Little rose, do you think you're good enough to belong to the Dragon of Dragons?" he asked with a strange handsomeness, taking Margaery by the neck, but there was no danger, it was more of a reminder, a necklace

A claim, the mysterious dragon claimed the maiden Rose for himself

Margaery could not stifle the moan of desire, while her virgin cunt flooded the instant when she felt the rough and large hand on her neck, and without apparent control, she threw herself towards the stranger, with all the intention of kissing him and allowing herself to be possessed

And at that very moment, Margaery woke up, her nipples as hard as rocks and her cunt flooded and burning, throbbing and wanting to massage something that, at least for the moment, would not be inside her

The rose looked into her room, it had all been a dream, an exquisite and incredible one, but a dream at the end of the day

right?

Poor Margaery, she didn't know that this wouldn't be the last time she would meet her mysterious king

This was just beginning, after all