Negotiations of Debts - Part 1

Summary:
Narcissa is forced to sell herself into servitude to be able to pay off her fines with Lucius in Azkaban and Draco kicking her out. Andromeda "convinces" Harry to become her sole patron after hearing what others want to do to her if they had the money.

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Harry stepped through the Floo. After years and years of practice he finally could get through without winding up on his butt. Most of the time. His arrival had become an event to see if he would keep on his feet. Usually, Andromeda, Teddy, and Narcissa with number cards greeted him as he strolled out of the flames instead of a tumble. with disappointed faces.

Things had changed since the war. After Lucius was tossed in Azkaban Narcissa had reconnected with her sister. It was rocky at first, but it only took one visit with Teddy present to change that. Soon enough, Narcissa was over almost ever day and had become Nana Cissy. Seeing her with Teddy made him wonder how Draco would have turned out without Lucius.

Today, it was only Andromeda. The focused and concerned look on her face was a far cry from the levity. Narcissa and Teddy were missing. Harry cocked his head to the side.

"Narcissa has put Teddy down for a nap." Andromeda explained. "She needed some rest too."

Teddy was cuddly. Nap time meant a long snuggle before the toddler would drop off to sleep. He had a hidden power that would knock out the person who was on nap duty. It wasn't magical, his metamorphmagus abilities meant that his body temperature was slightly higher than usual. The added warmth made it incredibly hard to resist the siren call of sleep.

"What's wrong?" Harry sat next to Andromeda on the couch.

She was an attractive woman with black hair, true to her name. Magic slowed the aging process which made her look around thirty when in reality she was almost double that. She would probably keep that appearance for another ten years or so. Even then it would be subtle. Now, she was just starting to get the occasional gray hair. Today, she wore a sundress with a bit more skin than usual. He found his gaze inadvertently drifting to her ample cleavage and the way the dress hugged her curves just enough to make his mouth water. Harry forced his eyes away from her breasts to find himself admiring her legs. They were smooth and shapely. She was barefoot as well, which sent a thrill down his spine which he didn't expect.

It was a silly thought, but it made him realize she was a woman. Logically, he knew she was a woman. He just saw her as sort-of family. They were connected through Teddy, and he hadn't delved beyond a superficial acknowledgement of her sex appeal.

"Draco banished her from House Malfoy." Andromeda said through grit teeth.

Her words snapped him back to the matter at hand.

"Damn." Harry shook his head. "How is she taking it?"

"She expected it to happen." Andromeda sighed. "She's hiding it well, but I can see she's hurting."

"That ferret doesn't realize the only reason he isn't in Azkaban next to his dear old daddy was her."

"It gets worse." Andi grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "Lucius had many outstanding debts. She was protected by House Malfoy, but now, they are coming after her. If she can't pay, she'll be pressed into servitude to work off the debt."

Harry's mouth dropped open.

"It's all perfectly legal." Andi continued; each word dripped with venom. "A bunch of pureblood lords got together years and years ago to agree on it. The fact that 'servitude' is a nice way of saying 'prostitution' was an added benefit. What better way to get even than to treat a trophy wife like a whore?"

Harry clenched his hands into fists to keep his emotions in check. The last thing he needed to do was to release a wave of magic. Strong emotions could trigger one, those caught in it would feel an echo of what caused it. The range depended on the strength of the witch or wizard. Harry could easily cover the entire house and the neighbors on either side. He did not want to wake Teddy up like that.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Harry asked. "I've got plenty of money. She's still a Black, right?"

Andi gave him a loving smile.

"It doesn't work like that." She squeezed his hand. "Those old bastards didn't want the bill to fall back on the wife's family. The debt falls to her. She has to come up with a way to pay."

Her hand drifted from his to stroke along his thigh. Harry flinched.

"What are you doing?" Harry squeaked.

The wave of anger was suddenly snuffed out by a downpour of panic and arousal. He wasn't some blushing virgin, but he sure felt like it right now. His eyes dropped to the now plunging neckline of her dress. She wasn't wearing a bra. Even from this angle her breasts were magnificent. The look on her face was a predator stalking her prey.

"Asking you to help my sister." Andi purred as she leaned closer.

"Of course, I'll help her." Harry whispered.

"I know you will, Harry." She kissed the tip of his chin.

The contact sent a shiver through his entire body. He was no stranger to the company of women. Usually, he was the one in charge. In fact, it had only been a couple of days since he had bent Susan Bones over her desk. He had experience with older women too. Rita Skeeter was more than happy to earn his forgiveness.

Andi somehow cut through all of that. Some part of his brain told him it was the pure, natural sexual energy she had. The unexpected switch from friendly to sexual caused the mental whiplash.

That part of his brain was thoroughly silenced when her fingers traced along his confined member.

"It's not easy, though." She climbed into his lap, straddling him. "You have to buy her."

Harry tried to process her words. Every ounce of his being was screaming to fuck this sexy witch until she couldn't walk. It made forming a coherent thought incredibly difficult.

"Buy her?" He managed to get out.

"Seventy thousand galleons." Andi lifted her dress to show she was nude underneath. "You would own her. She would be your slave, consort, concubine, whore, whatever you want her to be."

That cut through the fog.

"I don't want a slave." Harry stated.

"I know." Andi started to grind against him. "That's why I'm convincing you. It's for the best."

"But-" Harry began to say.

Andi stopped his words with a searing kiss. Harry's head spun.

"I trust you, Harry." She increased her speed, basically dry humping him now. "She trusts you. We both know that you are a good man. You are the only one that she can trust with this."

Harry took a deep, shuddering breath.

"I need to convince you more?" Andi pouted. "Oh, deary me, what ever shall I do?"

She slipped off of him to rest on her knees between his legs. Their eyes met. A powerful hunger in her gaze made his already hardened member throb. Dexterous fingers undid the button and zipper on his jeans. On instinct, he lifted off the couch a little to allow her to get his pants and boxers down below his knees.

His cock sprang out as she passed. The knob smacked her cheek as it was released. Andi gasped and gave him a false scandalized look. It was a brief flash before she took his in full length. He wasn't monstrously huge, but he knew he was big. Most of the time he was a little over eight inches. Right now, he swore he was a solid nine at least. He didn't think he had ever been this hard for a witch before. Fleur was in a class all her own. Plus, it was a one-time thing on her birthday. Bill was a great husband.

Hopefully, this wouldn't be the only time with Andi.

She placed a sloppy kiss on the crown of his cock. Her mouth trailed lower; her tongue teased the ridge before continuing down along his shaft. She didn't stop until she reached his sack. Once there, she placed a gentle kiss on each of his testicles. Andi let out a little coo after each one. She rested one in her mouth and added a bit of suction as she pulled away. She repeated the process on the other.

Harry's head lolled back as she lavished his balls.

Soon her attention returned to his shaft once more. She licked him like a sweet treat and made sure that every bit received some love. Andi had just about driven him out of his mind by the time she made it back to the head.

Harry ran his hands through her hair. He held it up out of the way. She made a happy noise at his touch. Andi locked eyes with him as she took him into her mouth. She bobbed nicely and slow all the while maintaining eye contact. Each dip down reached a little more. Her pace stayed achingly slow.

He growled, his grip on her hair tightened. Their gaze met for a brief moment for a silent confirmation. She gave a slight nod. On the upswing of her head, Harry latched the hand not holding her hair on the back of her head. He thrust into her mouth as he pressed her down.

Harry groaned as he felt his cock reach her throat. He set a punishing pace. Fucking her throat hard and fast. One of her hands dropped low to play with her clit while the other gripped his thigh. Through it all, she tried desperately to keep eye contact. Tears rolled down her cheeks as he used her mouth for his pleasure.

Andi moaned as her fingers worked her clit in just the right way. The extra stimuli from Harry's attention sparked a small orgasm. Harry thrusted at the perfect time for the vibration to travel along his shaft. He groaned as he hilted himself in her throat as he erupted. Harry held her head in place as he rocked forward. He sent rope after rope of thick cum down into her stomach.

He let out a relieved sigh and slumped back against the couch as he pulled out of her mouth. Andi took a deep breath now that her airway was clear. She wasn't sure if it was magic that keep her conscious, or the desperate horniness that was finally being sated.

"Oh damn." Harry chuckled. "I needed that."

Andi closed her eyes and hummed.

"I can feel your magic." She rubbed her belly.

"We're not done yet." Harry flashed a roguish smile at her.

"Oh?" Andi returned with one of her own.

Harry raised his hand and snapped his fingers. His clothes disappeared by the time the sound faded.

"You, my dear Andi, are overdressed." Harry said.

Andi stood. She swished her sundress from side to side as she raised it over her head. Harry's member grew back to full mast as he watched. Her thighs were smooth and just thick enough. His mouth watered as her wet lower lips were revealed. She had trimmed her bush into a strip of hair that practically highlighted her clit.

He would taste her soon, that much was certain.

Harry appreciated a woman who took care of herself. He kept himself shaved. It was something he picked up while playing quidditch and the women he had slept with had seemed to enjoy it enough for him to continue.

Andi pulled her dress over her head. She kept her arms raised as her breasts came into full view. They were large and firm with a hint of sag that came with age. Her breasts filled his hands nicely with a good amount of overflow. She giggled as her nipples played along his palms.

He enjoyed a natural woman, the dalliance he had with a muggle girl with implants had turned him off from further experiences with that. The same went with breasts that were huge, it only took one time getting knocked senseless by a boob the size of his head to squash that interest. Motorboating was one thing, unexpected in the middle of sex was something else.

Andi straddled his lap. She dragged her slit along his shaft, teasing them both. Her strokes started short until the tip of his crown brushed against her clit. She raised herself up to rub his cockhead from her clit to her entrance.

Their eyes locked as his head slid inside. The cloud of lust parted to expose suppressed desire and need.

Harry pulled her in for a long, deep kiss. Andi moaned into his mouth as she sank lower. His voice joined her as her tight heat enveloped his cock. They broke the kiss, their foreheads pressed together, and gaze locked on each other as she settled on his lap.

Andi buried a hand in his hair while the other gripped his shoulder. His hands firmly squeezed her ass. He had stolen a few appreciative peeks in the past and he was pleasantly surprised to find it was just as delectable to grope.

She began to rock back and forth. Harry tightened his grip. Her eyes fluttered as he began to work her up and down his length. He started to go faster and met each downstroke with a thrust. Andi mewled as she felt him reach deeper than she had ever felt. The wonderful head of his cock brushed against her special spot then kissed the tip of her cervix. Any deeper and it would have been painful. She had no doubt she would had a bit of a limp.

Their pace grew in speed and force. Neither was sure how long it continued. The slap of their bodies echoed off the walls as the smell of sex filled the room.

Harry shifted his grip from her ass to her shoulders. He pulled her down in time as he got closer to his release. Andi stifled a scream as the increased intensity set off the strongest orgasm she had ever had. Harry pulled her into another kiss. Their tongues danced. Andi sucked on his bottom lip when they pulled apart.

That sent him over the edge. He held her tight as he slammed as deep as he could. The waves of heat accompanying each burst of his seed sent Andi on another orgasm. They rode it out together. Harry kissed along her neck as she rocked back and forth in short, quick movements. Andi rested her head on his shoulder.

She gave him a loopy smile. Harry returned it with one of his own. He gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. Andi began to play her fingertips along his chest. Her other hand stroked through his hair.

"What should I tell Cissa?" Andromeda whispered.

"I might need you to convince me a few more times." Harry chuckled.

She slapped him playfully on the chest.

"Was there any doubt I would help her?" Harry asked.

Andi shook her head.

"Then what was this?" He whispered.

Andi blushed and hid her face. She mumbled something that he couldn't understand.

"What was that?" Harry wiggled.

Andi gasped as his cock shifted inside of her.

"How are you still hard?" She asked.

"That's all you." Harry gave her a cocky smile. "Now, what did you say?"

"I wanted to." Andi blushed. "I haven't been with a man since…"

Harry nodded. He kissed her forehead.

"Well." He bounced his eyebrows at her. "I would like to do this again. Many times."

"How about now?" Andi gave him a vixen smile.