Maturity of Magic Chapter 35

The ballroom of Chang Manor was the most extravagant room that Harry had ever been in. And to call the building it was located in a manor would be a disservice, as palace would be a more apt description in his view.

Ornate columns made of red marble and inlaid with gold veins lined the room, holding up a large second story balcony that skirted the room’s edges. Oligarchs and wealthy philanthropists from all over wined and dined, all while couples danced and reporters looked on for what scoop they could find.

He had learned that Wizarding balls were a part of life for the pureblood upper class in wizarding Europe. It wasn’t uncommon for wealthy and powerful pureblood families to drift from one ball to the next throughout the year, each themed to the seasons, whether they be Samhain, Yule, or the summer solstice to name a few.

The Chang Yule ball, as Narcissa had informed him, did not cater to the political powerhouses of wizarding Britain. Rather, it instead served only the wealthiest merchants hailing from mainly Britain and the continent. The Chang family was not invested in politics, instead fostering different business connections since they immigrated from China as refugees.

And it was this reason that they had chosen to announce Narcissa’s candidacy for Minister here, due to the ball’s occupants being influential people from all over the world. Their objective with having Narcissa run for Minister wasn’t to actually win, but rather to get their name out there and gain notoriety on the world scale. They needed to create a coalition independent of Dumbledore and Voldemort, one that still respected wizarding tradition while also not falling to the pureblood dogma that the Dark faction favored so much.

And so they had taken to the free market to do so, utilizing his connection to the Chang family in order to spread word far and wide. It also didn’t hurt that the other attendees were some of the wealthiest people around, and Harry was sure that six and seven-figure contributions would be pouring into Narcissa’s campaign fund by the time the night was over.

And one of the ways they worked to get more headlines was by Harry Potter attending in person, along with his betrothed, Daphne Greengrass. Strangely enough, this was likely the only situation he’d ever been in where someone close to him was more sought-after than himself. The rich purebloods were practically drooling over the opportunity to meet the heiress of House Greengrass—being one of the wealthiest families in the world—and potentially get some of that wealth for themselves.

Apparently, the Greengrasses only interacted with a small circle of close business partners and friends, and were notoriously difficult to get an audience with. As such, to see their heiress out in the open in public was a prime opportunity for those present at the Chang ball to try and get ingratiated into their good graces.

At one point they even had a line of people waiting to meet with them. And the interactions were almost entirely the same, with Harry introducing himself and being recognized as the famous Boy-Who-Lived, before whoever they were talking to turned to Daphne and began inquiring about her father’s future business plans.

It was pompous and tiring to say the least, but that was politics. Shaking hands and arse-kissing was considered normal, and he felt himself slowly withering away as one pompous pureblood after another approached him and his betrothed before singing their praises. He gained a new respect for Daphne the longer it went on, as his betrothed acted as if this was entirely normal, easily charming every Lord and Lady, and politely smiling her way through every interaction.

He could definitely see why the Slytherin Ice Queen developed said persona at Hogwarts, as it would be a bore to have to deal with so many flatterers on a daily basis at school of all places. Being a cold bitch would definitely help ward off any potential social climbers and manipulators, which was exactly what Daphne did. Harry was becoming irate just dealing with the small group of people at this party, and just when he was ready to burst, the party’s host approached.

“Lord Potter.” Cho’s mother, Ko Chang, bowed.

She was as exotic as she was beautiful, being the Mother of Cho while at the same time being a proper pureblood woman from a foreign land. Much like her daughter, her body did not disappoint, however, unlike Cho, Ko was busty and curvy. Large breasts that made impressions where her dress covered them, along with the flair of wide hips and a large bum he would risk glancing at later.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He did the customary greeting for a woman of her status. “Thanks for going to the trouble to set all this up.”

“It was my pleasure.” He got the sense she meant those words. “Please, dance with me.”

Soon they were making their way onto the dance floor, with Harry doing his best to not make a fool of himself. He was pants at dancing, something Ko seemed to notice, as she eyed his clumsy movements before adjusting their rhythm to make things more easy. I’ll need to thank her later.

Surprisingly, no one seemed to notice nor commented on him dancing with an older woman. Likely because of her status as the party hostess, and figuring that she was simply entertaining one of the party’s more prominent guests. For his part, Harry did his best to keep things scandal-free, and didn’t hair let his hand fall below her mid back.

“I was surprised when I found out about the contract my daughter had signed.” She spoke finally as they twirled, eyeing him as if to gauge his reaction.

“Me too.” He replied carefully. “I only found out about it later on.”

“Oh? Would that happen to be when my daughter walked off the train with a limp?”

“Err, yes.” He tried not to stumble. “You see— I was just…”

“Sampling the goods? Marking your territory?” She asked with an elegant raised brow. “My daughter spent quite some time in the baths after your rendezvous, soaking away her soreness.”

“You don’t seem mad.” He noted, and at her questioning look he elaborated. “I never knew about my betrothed’s agreement with Cho, and I’d be angry if I was in your shoes right now.”

That was the strange part about their conversation, in that Ko didn’t seem the least put-off by their agreement. She was a powerful and seemingly well-respected witch, and yet she had taken her place by her daughter’s side as his mistress.

“You are a powerful wizard, Lord Potter, and one that can satisfy so many witches at once.” She looked him in the eye. “I am fortunate to get with someone so renown and sought-after. Especially when you are younger while I am old.”

“You’re very beautiful. And if anything, I’m the lucky one.” He replied instinctively. “Oh, and call me Harry. But that wasn’t really what I was asking.”

“Harry, then.” Her lips rose in a light smile. “I learned a long time ago that who my partner was wouldn’t be up for me to decide. Cho’s father passed some time ago, and after so long alone… This feels right. There is also…”

She seemed to hesitate then. “What is it?”

“You will find that old wizarding families carry certain characteristics. For instance, the Potters often have unruly dark hair, with the Bones being redheads, and the Malfoys being light blond and only having one child. The Changs, however, are known to be naturally subservient. We like to please others, not so much be taken advantage of, but rather to serve those in power. My daughter is no different in that she inherited this trait, and it was my failure as a Mother to not see something like this occurring.”

“Huh.” He blinked, wishing he knew move about the subject. “Still, if you want me to change anything…”

“The offer is appreciated, but there is no need for your intervention.” Ko swiftly replied. “House Chang is benefiting quite a bit from this too. Any children you give us will continue our line, and we will ascend to Noble status in turn. And to be honest, Cho needs to learn from this as well.”

He blushed at the mention of children, feeling on the back foot for the first time in a while. Cho’s Mother was very straightforward, and it gave him a better piece of mind that she wouldn’t cause any problems. If anything, their relationship would be very beneficial to the both of them.

They soon left the dance floor, parting ways as Lady Chang made her way up to the ballroom’s podium before raising her wand to her throat. A quick use of the Sonorus charm, and she gave a short speech celebrating everyone’s presence and thanking them for attending.

“Now,” Finished Cho’s Mother, “For tonight’s entertainment!”

The room’s lights went out, with only the center area being lit. A man entered with an exotic beast then, and Harry’s eyes widened at the sight of it.

At first he thought it was an oversized lion, but a closer look revealed it was something else entirely. The creature was dressed in all sorts of fancy, multicolored fabrics. Clearly it was some sort of circus animal, as bells and streamers were attached to its fancy outfit.

“It’s a Zouwu.” Cho whispered in his ear, having made her way over. “Mother paid a fortune to have it perform.”

Drums suddenly began to beat in the background, as the gigantic creature made its way forwards, before suddenly leaping into the air. Harry’s mouth went agape as it literally hopped and skipped and danced around the room. The zouwu twisted and turned in midair, the streams of fabrics creating an elegant rainbow of color behind it as the creature entertained them. At one point it even jumped onto one of the room’s massive pillars, twirling around it before leaping back onto the dance floor. The beast finished its performance with a bow as it outstretched its front feet and puts its head down in subservience.

The room erupted in cheers and applause, as the zouwu soon left with its owner where Ko Chang took the podium once again. However, she wasn’t alone, as Narcissa was there, with Andromeda standing behind her.

The time had finally come for Narcissa to announce her run for Minister.

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The sound of warm running water filled the background as he laid down, an enchanted warm cloth rubbing against his skin, washing away any dirt and grime as he relaxed. Soft hands massaged his shoulders, his robes having been divested only moments earlier.

“Hmm.” Harry let out a satisfied groan. “I can get used to this.”

If asked, Harry wouldn’t be able to recite one line of Narcissa’s speech afterwards. It was prim and proper, definitely written for purebloods in mind, not being too ambitious while rigorously clinging to formality. The fact that it was someone as beautiful as Narcissa giving the speech was what likely drew most in, as its words reminded him far too much of Umbridge’s speech at the beginning of the year when she interrupted Dumbledore.

A feminine giggle could be heard from behind him. “I am glad to hear that, Harry. After all, the hostess is supposed to take care of her guests. And let it not be said Ko Chang isn’t the best at what she does.”

He was coming to learn that Cho’s Mother took her responsibilities as a hostess very seriously. In the aftermath of Narcissa’s announcement, he had given his public endorsement, which led to a horde of purebloods trying to get in his good graces and join their new political coalition. Luckily, Ko seemed to notice his plight, and took him aside to give him a break.

She was his mistress after all, meaning her role was to serve and pleasure him. And that role perfectly described what she was doing now, as she led him to the private bathhouse that was part of Chang Manor. Although bathhouse was a broad term, as rather than swim, she instead settled for giving him a magical massage so they could return to the party in a timely manner rather than getting in the pool and getting all wet.

His robe and trousers lay folded perfectly to the room’s side, only wearing his underwear as Ko continued to massage his body. Embarrassingly, being alone with the Asian MILF was taking its toll, as his underwear bulged obscenely from his excited manhood. It was something she seemed to notice, as the older woman kept shooting it silent glances.

Soon, she was in front of him as their eyes met. Her gaze went to his bulging crotch, before looking back at him as if seeking permission. Harry simply nodded, as the older woman tugged down his trousers before his manhood sprung upwards.

His shaft pointed skyward like a monument in that moment, erect and filled with blood and magic. Beneath rested two heavy balls, filled with copious seed that could produce one heavy load after the next. Ko’s breath hitched at the sight, her eyes widening as she stared.

“You’re so… backed up.” She noted faintly.

He couldn’t help but snort. “That’s all you noticed?”

She blushed. “If you want me to say you’re big, just say so. You’re certainly larger than I thought possible. A mark of a virile and powerful wizard, as most witches would say.”

She waved her wand, and a small wooden box floated over from the side. She opened it and dipped her hand inside, scooping out a bit of oil onto the surface of her palm. Ko lathered his cock with it, smearing it till it glistened, jacking him off all the while.

SCHLCK SCHLCK SCHLCK

Her hand ran up and down his manhood, doing so in a rhythmic motions as she made sure to smear the oil on every stretch of foreskin. It wasn’t something Harry was used to, as he typically just used spittle or precum as lubricant before sticking it into whatever witch he was fucking at the time.

“You’re so proper.” He couldn’t help but note.

“Well, you can’t expect me to use my spit.” She raised her chin proudly.

Maybe he was too used to harsh blowjobs and arse spanking, to the point that Ko’s gentleness genuinely surprised him. He wondered what her reaction would be in the future, when she witnessed the depths of the depravity him and his lovers usually got up to. Just the other night he had fucked Julia’s arse before slamming his cock to its base down Apolline’s throat.

I could get used to this. The change of pace was certainly nice, and that wasn’t to mention how the Chang residence was a lot more laid back than he was used to. It certainly wasn’t as cramped as Grimmauld Place, with Ko’s home being a literal palace with entire wings for guests.

He made the decision to stay there at some point, and to visit the homes of his other lovers as well. There was also the Delacour estate in southern France, which would be a great vacation spot for the summer. Seeing the girls at the beach would be great…

After a long enough time, his shaft thickened and flexed before giving way, as seed erupted and sprayed high into the air with each load. Ko jerked him diligently all the while, doing so until his orgasm was over before vanishing his seed with her wand.

“Come.” He noticed her face was red and slightly breathless as she spoke then, the woman turning away as if to hide her embarrassment. “We must get back to the party, otherwise our absence will be noticed.”

Harry nodded, standing up and putting his robes back on as the Asian MILF walked away. All the while he stared at her thick, fleshy bum in that tight dress, savoring the sight of it bouncing with each step and looking forward to the day she would give herself to him fully.

Disclaimer: All Characters are over the Age of 18