Harry Potter And The Loa’s Child - Chapter 115

“Hahah, why so serious Potter, it’s a party! Liven up!” Viktor shouted with two blondes on his arms.

“He’s probably shy!” Zabini recklessly, due to his drunkenness, probed Potter’s mind causing Lucien to react and put up a wall, before Potter’s mind was shattered.

“Reckless, he’s not like us and your drunk. Toy with muggles Zabini, not our own.” Lucien emitted a force that squeezed Zabini’s bones. and Viktor just shook his head.

“Ahhhh! Okay! Lucien, I get it! It won’t happen again. I just wanted to find what made the tosser tick!” Zabini wailed

“Well?” Lucien asked

“Chang! Cho Chang! The boy likes her and that sissy boy Diggory is after her. It really grinds his gears” Zabini found it amusing

“That simply won’t do, Potter, it’s time you start living for yourself. Chang will be your date for the Yule Ball” Lucien spoke while fondling the bottle girl.

“Yeah! What’s the plan.” Zabini and Viktor spoke in unison as they took a seat in the booth with their girls.

For the rest of the night everyone got hammered. Lucien and Zabini used the Imperius curse on the men in Lucy Loo’s and sent them away. Viktor put out a sign that said, ‘Ladies night, free drinks, women only!’. Using glamor magic, Harry changed the look of Lucky Loo’s to a spot a little more lady friendly. Four young men in a club, full of women, and Lucien’s pheromones doing a number on them. It was one hell of a time. When the build hit the occupancy limit. Viktor and Lucien expanded it. More ladies just kept filing in. Lucien at some point, charmed the door and cloaked the Lucky Loo’s shop from muggles and magical folk.

“haha you said your fiancée gave you a little diamond!” Lucien shouted

“You want a star for your birthday, love?!” Zabini shouted

“Yes!” the women cheered in unison. Performing a series of hand gestures, energy began to converge around them. Zabini had conjured a fuċkɨnġ mini star that now floated in the middle of the dance floor.

Lucien had created pebble sized diamonds. “What the fuċk?” Viktor and Harry muttered and unison. The females loved the magic show.

Placing a hand on Zabini’s shoulder, ” you and the guys take your pick, everything else is mine.” Lucien said.

Zabini passed the message along. Viktor and Zabini took two ladies each, in their early 20’s and Harry went for girl that strongly resembled Cho but with a body way more developed than Cho’s.

Once in the private rooms, Lucien sealed the doors cutting their women off from his influence, yet still in need of release. Focusing on the woman dancing, stripping, and reveling in the euphoric atmosphere. Lucien began an orgy. The first three women were fuċkėd to death and their energy completely drained.

Though, Lucien suddenly got a perfect idea. Conjuring a salt circle , Lucien started a mass sacrifice. Every women he plowed, was bestowed with his mark and when they die, he received double the power, one by one the muggle women fell. The power was vast, Lucien opened the channel to his family as well. Feeding them energy from the sacrifices. Lucien’s High priest tattoos grew past his elbow and stopped halfway up his bicep.

“W-what are you?” She stuttered.

” It doesn’t matter now, witch” Lucien flick his wrist and the witch’s wand flew to him and was devoured to feed his tri-core soul wand.

Lucien snapped his fingers and the pendant shattered, ” what is your name?” Lucien asked. The girls body began to get hot and tingly, it moved on its own, pushing her closer to Lucien

‘N-Nymphadora T-Tonks” she replied

“Hmm, what a pretty name, for a pretty lady. Unfortunately, you are fated to die under my ċȯċk tonight.” Lucien pulled her close and her body went limp when he pressed his lips against hers, snaking his tongue in her mouth , Lucien was in complete control. Stripping Nymphadora nȧkėd, Lucien kissed her neck, fondled her brėȧsts, and made his way to her nɨppŀės. Licking, biting, suċkɨnġ them, he pulled mȯȧns from her and roused the energy in her body, pushing her to an ȯrġȧsm.

Picking her up Lucien laid her onto a table and spread her legs apart revealing her dripping sėx before he dived in to ŀȧp up her love juices, plunging two fingers into her pussƴ. Lucien worked them inside of her and used his thumb on her swollen ċŀɨt, bringing her just to the edge before stopping, to thrust his rod into her. Tearing through her hƴmėn. Like a beast he ravaged her and pounded away at her pussƴ, Orgasm after ȯrġȧsm, Lucien siphoned her energy, until he filled her with a load his warm spunk.

“ha- ha – ha” she heaved, laid out nȧkėd on the table with Lucien’s seed spilling from her freshly fuċkėd ċunt.

“I will use you as my anchor.” Lucien snapped his fingers and the sound of drums playing a Yanvolou rhythm echoed throughout the shop. With a few hand gestures, Lucien pulled his still warm seed from the corpses and formed his Veve. Pulling out a snake rattle, Lucien shook it and muttered words in creole. His Veve began to glow and Nymphadora’s nȧkėd body rose from the table,

With his sacrificial knife, Lucien stabbed it into the ground and the screams of the souls that belong to all of the corpses in Lucky Loo’s could be heard.

Lucien hands came together in a loud collision.

The seed that was spilling from Nymphadora, had froze in midair and reentered her body.

“You be the Wanga for this Bokor!”

Smack!

Lucien brought his hands together again and Nymphadora’s body contorted

“do you submit?”

“Yes, my lord!” she replied

“Swear to serve me even after death?”

“Yes, my lord!” she answered

“I Do!” She screamed

Lucien twisted his hand and blood fell from Nymphadora and bathed the bodies below her. Igniting them all in black and white flames. From the smoke the souls of women rose and ɨmprėġnȧtėd Nymphadora binding with Lucien’s seed in her wȯmb

Lucien began to dance in the flames to the sound of the drums, channeling power. Pulling out six snake eggs, he placed them in a circle . the drums, flames, and Lucien’s dancing channeled power. Bringing the eggs to term. When all of the souls had settled in Nymphadora, she fell from the air and was caught by Lucien “My lord” she gasped. In the middles of the circle of eggs . Nymphadora And Lucien came together in another sėxuȧŀ union. Using the energy to finally hatch the eggs. Six black mambas slithered from the eggs and enter Nymphadora’s body through her mouth and ȧss, as Lucien continued to fuċk her. Her eyes turned a milky white with a black slit pupils formed in the middle.

“Our lord, we thank you…” the beast inside of Nymphadora spoke

“I originally planned on calling you forth later, but I am growing impatient. ” Lucien spoke. Meeting his thrust the beast now in control of Nymphadora’s body began to move with the purpose of bringing pŀėȧsurė to their master.

“We live…to serve. … our lord…haa” the beast spoke

“Find the Samodiva. and bring it to me. The people who went have taken too long.” He replied. Then let off another load of spunk into Nymphadora.