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The Command Chapter 4

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The Command Chapter 1

The Command Prologue

Potter's exclusive lignerie ch.4

They finished their lunch in comfortable silence, then headed back inside to tackle the storage room. The space was packed with boxes and crates, all carefully labeled in Sirius's distinctive handwriting.

"My God," Andromeda breathed, looking around at the sheer volume of inventory. "He really was serious about this business."

"Pun i...

Potter's exclusive lignerie ch.3

Harry was elbow-deep in dust and cobwebs when the shop door chimed.

He looked up from the display case he'd been cleaning, squinting through the grimy air. Two familiar silhouettes stood backlit in the doorway, and his stomach immediately dropped.

"Ron. Hermione." He straightened, wiping his hands on the rag he'd been using. Dust mot...

Potter's exclusive lignerie ch.2

The prospect of spending hours cleaning alongside Andromeda, both of them getting hot and sweaty and progressively less formally dressed as the work progressed, sent blood rushing south with embarrassing speed. Harry shifted his weight, trying to find a position that didn't advertise his body's enthusiastic response to the idea.

"Where do ...

Potter's exclusive lignerie ch.1

Harry was running late. Again.

He burst through the doors of the Leaky Cauldron with Teddy bouncing in his arms, the eighteen-month-old giggling at the sudden movement while Harry tried to catch his breath. The morning had been a disaster from start to finish—Teddy had refused to get dressed, then had a complete meltdown over his socks, ...

Sorry for My Absence, Thank You for Staying

Hey everyone,

First of all, I want to apologize for my long absence. Over the past months, I’ve been going through extended treatment and serious health issues that completely took me out of my normal creative rhythm. I know many of you were waiting for new stories, and I simply wasn’t able to deliver them.

At the same time, I wa...

Queens ch.50

Autumn had arrived, leaving once vibrant, purple autumn crocuses of Grandpa's faded and the last remnants of his Japanese maple scattered across the dried beds of mulch. Despite the chill creeping in with the promised first frosts, Grandpa remained devoted to his garden terrace. His precious bonsai trees, delicate and susceptible to the cold, ne...

Three Succubi ch.3

Three Succubi ch.1

Queens ch.39

As Emma crossed the finish line, her eyes widened when she saw her parents. But when she noticed Louis, her entire face fell, looking ready to retch.

She crossed the finish line amidst wild cheers from both their parents and hers, while Louis had his phone out, only half paying attention. As she disappeared into the crowd of finishers, Emm...

Queens ch.34

Harry looked down at Fleur, her blue eyes were wide, innocent, and completely obedient. Obedient to his instructions, she raised her arms, a

Harry looked down at Fleur, her blue eyes were wide, innocent, and completely obedient. Obedient to his instructions, she raised her arms, and he pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it onto a near...

Queens ch.33

On the way back to the city, Harry made a phone call to his grandfather to briefly inform him about the recent events concerning Fleur and B

On the way back to the city, Harry made a phone call to his grandfather to briefly inform him about the recent events concerning Fleur and Bill. The grandfather insisted that they should stay at his s...

Queens ch.32

He tiptoed across the plush carpet and paused in front of Fleur's closed door, knuckles poised to knock. What did Gabrielle say? She told hi

He tiptoed across the plush carpet and paused in front of Fleur's closed door, knuckles poised to knock. What did Gabrielle say? She told him to be aggressive. There was nothing more aggressive than b...

Queens ch.31

Outside, on the patio, Gabrielle turned on the pool lights. "We need to be quiet." The pool illuminated with a warm, golden light, and somew

Outside, on the patio, Gabrielle turned on the pool lights. "We need to be quiet."

The pool illuminated with a warm, golden light, and somewhere in the distance, the faint hum of a boat engine p...

Queens ch.30

Harry imagined Daphne's sex life as an exercise in frustration, with her having an itch that Bob couldn't scratch. What harm would it do to

Harry imagined Daphne's sex life as an exercise in frustration, with her having an itch that Bob couldn't scratch. What harm would it do to give her some relief? Amber seemed to be enjoying the show, s...

Theatre ch.5

Narcissa didn't say anything to Harry, even when they got back into her car. She pulled out of the theater's driveway with aggressive turns, reminding him of her reaction after they had left Dr. Apolline's office.

"stepmom," he said. "What was that about?" She sighed and tapped her finger on the steering wheel, then looked at him.

"I...

Theatre ch.4

Narcissa was reading an issue of National Geographic in the waiting room, one leg crossed over the other and a few strands of hair falling forward onto her neckline. Harry smiled when he met her gaze. He still felt good after the session, as if every step and movement were lighter than before.

"How was it, honey?" asked his stepmom.

...

Theatre ch.3

Harry blinked. He was absolutely sure he had misheard her, but his brain couldn't decipher what her original intentions were. He opened his mouth, closed it, scratched his head, then opened it again.

"Could you repeat that for me?" he asked. Dr. Apolline smiled faintly and looked confidently into his eyes.

"It's probably best if I ex...

Theatre ch.2

Harry was halfway to the front door when Narcissa appeared in it. She didn't try to move out of his way as he attempted to slip inside; instead, she leaned forward and handed him a homemade breakfast sandwich.

"You can eat it on the way," she said.

"Mom," Harry said. "I'm not sure I'm up to it. Can we reschedule?"

Narcissa shoo...

Theatre ch.1

The sun had risen. A small beam of light fell on the top edge of Harry Potter's television. He paused his game, set the controller down, and stood up to adjust the makeshift curtain made of a blanket hanging over the window. In doing so, he knocked over an empty soda can and nearly stepped on a plate with half-eaten food.

Harry's legs were...

Hotel ch.9

The dance club was a full assault on the senses, the pounding electronic music hitting the floor, Harry's legs, and his chest, continuously pulsing and shaking his insides. Spinning lights danced across the walls and floor, casting a neon kaleidoscope glow over the writhing mass of sweaty bodies packed together in the dimly lit space. The air wa...

Hotel ch.8

Harry was sitting behind the reception desk, lost in the gritty, neon-lit world of "Redheads and Revolvers." The old man and Tonks were right. Barrington used his words to paint a picture of a bygone era when hard-boiled private detectives roamed the city's dark streets, looking for clues to brutal murders in seedy bars and grimy slums.

It...

Hotel ch.6

A warm summer breeze caressed Harry's face as he walked across the street from the used bookstore. The information he'd gathered described Two Letters as "a haven for those seeking solace from the bustling city." As he entered the bookstore, the scent of old paper and leather-bound volumes filled the still air, sparking memories of his childhood...

Hotel ch.5

"I accept your apology," Harry said, feeling she needed to hear those words.

"Thank you, Harry. That really lifts a weight off my heart. After what happened, I’ve been stewing over it all day."

"We all have bad days."

"It was more than a bad day," Tracey chuckled. "I messed up, acting like some silly sorority girl who got dru...

Hotel ch.4

Harry Potter stood before the mirror, adjusting his cheap suit for another night at the Star Hotel. It was Friday, and he couldn't help but wonder how weekends differed from weekdays. His first days as a concierge had been... interesting. Would weekends offer even more stimulating challenges?

As Harry fiddled with his tie, his mind drifted...

Hotel ch.3

The blaring alarm and flashing light yanked Harry Potter out of his sleep. For a moment, he lay in the massive canopy bed, disoriented and confused. It took a few seconds before his head cleared enough for him to start functioning. He grabbed the hotel phone from its charger and checked the screen. It was 2:12 in the morning. The call was from T...