Whirlwind in Time Chapter 4

He started his first day by waking up next to Bellatrix in his bed, cuddled against her with her long dark hair covering his face. As tempting as it was to have fun with her that morning, Harry decided against it. He instead sent her away before getting ready for classes, dressing in his new Slytherin robes and holstering the elder wand up his sleeve.

He found that Bella along with Andromeda and Narcissa were waiting for him in the common room once he finally came down, and from there the three headed to breakfast together. It seemed that it was normal for the Black sisters to do everything together, and the addition of himself to their clique seemed to irritate Andromeda. He couldn’t figure out exactly why, other than her seemingly thinking he was manipulating Bellatrix in some way.

Narcissa for her part didn’t seem to mind his presence, being polite and kind which wasn’t something he expected. It was hard for him to reconcile her with the woman he knew would go on to be Draco’s Mum. The only thing he could really see in resemblance to that woman was her love of pureblood culture. Narcissa’s manners were impeccable, and she was probably the most well-dressed and fashionable woman in the school.

Andromeda, on the other hand, seemed to care less about pureblood culture. She was blasé about the whole thing, rolling her eyes when anyone nearby talked bad about muggleborns. It made some sense as to why she eventually left the family, and Harry knew he would have to search for Ted Tonks at some point.

From breakfast the group of them went on to potions class, and Harry found himself sitting next to Bellatrix with Narcissa and Andromeda sitting at the next table closest to them. A younger looking Slughorn entered them room, seemingly as vibrant as ever, and their first class of the day began.

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The sound of footsteps and the clacking of heels could be heard as they all made their way towards their final class of the day. It had finally come time for Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the one class he had been dreading.

The rest of his classes had gone quite well, in his opinion, with Slughorn, McGonagall, and Flitwick being the same as their other counterparts from his past. That left the mysterious Professor Riddle, someone he wasn’t ready to leave his guard down around.

While not entirely sure, Harry guessed that she really was this world’s counterpart to Voldemort. He knew that he would have to scour the trophy room at some point in order to find an award belonging to Tom Riddle to make sure, or even make a trip down to the Chamber of Secrets if necessary. Even then, the fact that her last name was Riddle was clue enough to her allegiances, but there was no harm in making sure.

He followed behind the three Black sisters as they all entered the defense classroom, occluding his mind as much as possible before entering what should have been his favorite class of the day. The first thing he noticed was that it was the same Defense classroom as always, with a random assortment of students from every house taking their seats.

Emily Riddle was already waiting for them at the front, watching them all like a hawk as they each entered and sat down. She watched him especially, and Harry noticed her eyes glint in recognition when she briefly glanced at him.

He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was, with her slim and tall figure that almost seemed exotic. The woman seemed like she was built to exist in high society, attending balls and Ministry functions but instead chose the life of an educator. Her face was that of a high-class pureblood aristocrat, with high cheekbones and bright blue eyes that nearly glowed. Her hair was almost darker than Bella’s, long and black as it cascaded down her fancy white and black witch’s outfit that almost seemed like it belonged to a designer brand.

Her classroom was setup with a large dueling area in the center, surrounded by rows of tables for them to sit at. For him it seemed like the room had been changed into a dueling arena, and he couldn’t help but feel apprehensive. He sat down next to Bellatrix on the end of one of the rows of seats, with Andromeda and Narcissa setting next to her.

“Welcome, to your final year of Defense Against the Dark Arts.” Professor Riddle began ominously once they all finished sitting down. “I am Professor Riddle, the newest Professor here at Hogwarts. And for those wondering, you will find that I am also one of the strongest mages in this building. Strength is something I value above all, and it is an attribute to obtain within this very room. And trust me, those of you who find this attribute will flourish in this class… others, not so much.”

Harry couldn’t help but frown at her little speech, already feeling dread pool in his stomach at what was to come. He could tell the Slytherins around him were getting excited, especially Bellatrix who had that excited gleam in her eye. Strength was always something prized by Slytherins, and Riddle’s little speech had been right up their alley.

“We will have many sets of duels and demonstrations in this class.” Professor Riddle continued on. “You will be asked to cast magic, both defensive and dark alike, in order to learn the intricacies of how battle magic works.”

“We will begin this session with a mock duel between all of you, allowing me to get a better of sense of where you all are in terms of your education.” She said. “Form groups of three, and partner with another group of three to start off.”

Everyone scrambled suddenly, right as Harry stood to find his own group to be with. He didn’t exactly know anyone, other than Bellatrix really, and he turned to speak to her only to find the three Black sisters partnered with each other. ‘Of course they would partner together.’

“Harry?” A voice called out, and he turned to see Amelia Bones calling him over. “Want to be with me?”

Harry nodded, walking over to her right as Marlene McKinnon also headed their way.

“Mind if I join?” Marlene asked.

“Sure.” Amelia nodded. “Now we just need to partner with another group.”

“You’ll be partnering with us.” A familiar voice called out, and the three turned to see Bella, Narcissa, and Andromeda heading towards them. The black haired witch took the lead, looking somewhat irritated, and he noticed Amelia stop and glare back at Bellatrix.

“Black.” Amelia seemed to hiss with pure disdain.

“Hello, Bonesy.” Bellatrix taunted. “Still second in our year after me? That’s too bad.”

Harry felt his brow raise while Amelia seethed. He had yet to see Bella’s overly teasing side that he was familiar with from his old world, and it genuinely caught him by suprise. There was also the small revelation that Amelia and Bellatrix were competitors, something he didn’t see coming.

“Good, you’re all partnered up.” Professor Riddle suddenly interjected over the room. He looked up to see she was standing above them all on the landing leading to the attached Professor’s quarters. “Now, subdue the group you partnered with.”

Harry paused in shock, seemingly wondering if he had heard her right. ‘Is she serious?!’

It was suprisingly Amelia who moved first, silently blasting Bellatrix across the room before she could move in time. She fell into a mess of tables and chairs, and then everything went to hell from there.

“That’s my sister, you bitch!” Narcissa, and Andromeda by extension, looked absolutely livid, and the blonde witch launched a dark curse at Amelia’s face.

Harry quickly deflected it out of the way, before spinning his wand in a circle to shield all the incoming fire from the two. Marlene and Amelia took the opportunity to launch curses of their own, with one hitting Narcissa and causing her to fall before Andromeda shielded the rest.

“Amelia, please give us a little warning next time?” Marlene said from his side as they fought.

“Sorry, but the opportunity was too great to give up.” Amelia snarked, firing off an advanced spell chain that sent Andromeda reeling back a few feet.

Harry didn’t bother intervening, knowing that he was strong enough to beat all of them in an instant if he wanted too. He would admit that the girls were good, with Amelia and Marlene being better than most mages he had seen.

That said, the two standing Black sisters were not to be taken lightly, as Narcissa had already recovered and was launching spells of her own. The two were good, but slowly losing against the three of them as they had been caught by suprise with Bellatrix knocked out of the fight so early on.

But it seemed that Bellatrix was still good to duel, as she finally clambered out of the mess of tables she had fallen into and attacked. Her appearence had been ruined by Amelia’s attack, all her clothes looking disheveled and her hair sticking everywhere. It made her look crazy, somewhat like the Bellatrix he had been used to, and it didn’t help when she started casting powerful spells.

Her initial barrage caught him off guard, breaking his initial shield so that Narcissa could stun Marlene. Amelia was able to act quickly, launching a group of curses at Bella before sneakily stunning Andromeda. Harry raised a stronger shield to protect himself and Amelia then, struggling through the onslaught of dark magic that Bellatrix casted in retaliation.

“Viscidus!” Bella gleefully called out, a sadistic smirk on her face as she launched her next spell at his shield.

It was the spell he had almost killed Voldemort with in the depths of the Forbidden forest forest during their duel, one he had learned in the Black Family Library. He knew it was definitely too dangerous to be using in a friendly duel, especially in a school of all places, and he felt his ire grow at Bella’s behavior.

Bellatrix was in another league compared to Narcissa and Andromeda, launching spells that made him grit his teeth in frustration in order to keep up his shield. She finally launched a wave of purple fire across the room when he finally had enough. He covered the air around the flames with his magic before dispelling it all, letting it turn to smoke from the lack of oxygen. He then turned his wand on Bellatrix, silently wrapping his magic around her and putting the witch on her knees.

She fell to the floor with her clothes disheveled, her wand falling out of her grasp as she breathed heavily. Her hair was sweaty and undone, and both of her eyes looking up at him with nothing but pure devotion. The sight of her activated a strange feeling within him, and he felt his cock twitch.

From his side, Amelia finished the fight by disarming Narcissa, wrapping the beautiful blonde in ropes. The redhead made eye contact with him before nodding in thanks, and Harry felt himself calm slightly.

“I believe that’s enough.” Professor Riddle suddenly announced from her spot, looking down at them all, but really only having eyes for him. Her blue eyes were locked on him, tracing over his form as if measuring his strength. “Class is dismissed. Those who need to visit the hospital wing may go.”

Students that were knocked unconscious were spelled awake, including Andromeda and Marlene. Bellatrix dispelled the ropes around Narcissa, and Harry watched as the rest of the room recovered. It seemed that their group’s duel had been a lot more messy than others, and his new peers were staring at them, or more specifically, at him.

‘Fuck.’ Harry silently fumed as everyone seemed to take a second glance at him as they all left. It was a look that he had grown used to over the years, especially during his second year when everyone thought he was the heir of Slytherin. ‘Now they all know I’m powerful, and they’ll be wary of me.’

And he knew it included Professor Riddle as well. The way she had looked at him towards the end meant she was observing him the whole time, and Harry could guess she was silently having them all fight in order to weed out the strongest from the weak. It was probably in some sort of sick scheme she had in order to then recruit the strongest students to be Death Eaters.

There was also the sick satisfaction she probably got from having them all fight. Voldemort had always been one to enjoy violence, especially when it had no point, and the same could probably said for Emily Riddle.

It made his job that much harder, as he now had to play her games in the castle instead of directly confronting her. Before he arrived at Hogwarts, he had initially thought to handle Voldemort all on his own outside of the castle. But with Riddle being a Professor, it made his task that much harder without drawing unneeded attention to himself.

Yet he was drawing attention to himself already, as everyone had seen his fight with Bellatrix in the classroom, and would be wary of him as a result. No doubt word would spread quickly throughout the castle of his magical prowess when it came to dueling. That, in turn, would only increase his notoriety when all he wanted was to stay under the radar.

Those thoughts made him silently fume in anger, and he grabbed his bag before storming out. He didn’t follow the rest of the students, instead deciding to go on a walk as he made his way deeper into Hogwarts in order to brood on his own.

Harry was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn’t bother observing his surroundings, and that was when a familiar redhead jumped in front of him, looking out of breath.

“Hey, you got a minute?” Amelia asked, her face somewhat red from exertion.

Harry grimaced, not really wanting to socialize, but also realizing she had probably chased after him in order to talk. “Sure.”

“Thanks for handling Bellatrix back there.” Amelia thanked him. “I had fun dueling with you, even if things did get pretty wild towards the end.”

“Bellatrix shouldn’t have acted like she did.” He remembered the dangerous purple fire spell she had used. Despite knowing he could easily handle it, Harry still thought that the spells she used weren’t acceptable for a friendly duel.

“Yeah, but I was bad of me to blast her at the start of it.”

He remembered how the chaotic duel had started, with Amelia Bones of all people blasting Bella across the classroom. From what he had seen, the redhead was seemingly always calm, collected, and organized, and not the type of person to pursue petty revenge. It was definitely out-of-character for her, and Harry gained an amused smirk from thinking about it. “It was funny.”

“I still shouldn’t have done it.” Amelia paused, and gained a slight grin. “It did feel good though.”

“It was nice to talk, but I guess I’ll see you around.” Harry went to head past her, but she stopped him.

“Hey, um…” Amelia looked apprehensive all of a sudden. “Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?”

“Hogsmeade?” Harry blinked. “Like with Marlene, or-”

“Just us.” She said quickly. “On a date.”

“Oh.” He felt strange suddenly, realizing he was being asked by a girl to go on a date. Albeit, Amelia Bones was very pretty, and he couldn’t help but see her as attractive. “I’d love to.”

Harry didn’t know how those words slipped out, but they made the redhead preen in happiness before she quickly discussed the specifics and left. Meanwhile he stood there dumbfounded, wondering how he managed to get setup on a date with Amelia Bones of all people.

“You’re going out with her?!”

The sudden voice snapped him out of his daze, as Bellatrix stormed towards him looking furious. Clearly the Black witch had been secretly listening to their conversation, and was furious that he accepted Amelia’s invitation. “You can’t go out with that redhead bimbo!”

She looked angry with him, a snarl on her face as she clearly wanted to give him a piece of her mind. But Harry wasn’t having it, as he pulled her in close wandlessly with his magic before pushing her up against a nearby wall.

Bellatrix gasped, and he smothered her body against the wall with his own as his hand slipped under her skirt and into her panties. She gasped as he made contact with her labia, and he harshly shoved two fingers into her wet cunt.

“You dare tell me what to do?” Harry demanded, plundering her core with his fingers. “Especially after that stunt you pulled in class?”

“S-Sorry!” Bella gasped, panting in pure arousal as he brought her to release.

“You’re soaked.” He snorted in amusement as his fingers were wet due to her arousal.

He could feel her cunt flood with juices, getting his hand all wet as a result. He ripped his hand out, seeing it covered in her arousal, before shoving it in her mouth. Bella gasped and her eyes widened before she eventually swallowed it down, her punishment for going against him.

“Look at you.” He looked at the panting, disheveled form of Bellatrix. “I could take you right now and you wouldn’t be able to stop me.”

“P-Please…” Bellatrix seemed even more aroused by his suggestion. She grinded her fat ass against his crotch as she remained pinned to the wall, clearly wanting to entice him.

“No.” Harry stated, deciding that leaving her without sex was a greater punishment. “I’ll make sure to take you when you start acting like a good girl.”