Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

Lucifer pulled her hand off his cock. "I want you to do something for me."

"Anything."

The corner of his mouth curled into a wicked smile. "Be careful. You might regret that one day. Crawl to the middle of the room and get into position for me."

Hermione gave him an enthusiastic nod and crawled to the empty space between the sitting area and the bed.

Lucifer listened to her get into position then rose and walked around to get some things from the dresser.

"I got you a good luck present" Walking around where she could see him, Lucifer crouched down in front of her and held out a small bracelet with a silver chain.

(Enhanced version of what Amenadiel gave him....)

It had a gem which looked like amber, but there was something dark and liquid rolling around in its depths.

She'd never seen anything like it.

It was quite pretty, small and understated, the amber no bigger than her thumbnail.

She wondered how he got the liquid into its center.

"I won't put it on you now-I have something else to discuss first-but it's a talisman. It will help keep you safe."

Hermione opened and closed her mouth a few times, her eyes going from his face to the bracelet resting in his palm. "Did you make it?"

He nodded. "Initially it was Amenadiel's feather which he changed into a bracelet. I tried to use my own efforts. It's your blood. I thought you should get some benefit from it."

She stared at the bubble of liquid as he tipped it back and forth in his hand. "I love it, Lucifer. I'll wear it every day."

"You can put it on later," he said, standing and placing it on bedside table.

"I want you to reveal this for now," He ran his fingers over her neck.

Hermione watched long fingers trace the curve of her neck.

It gradually revealed a thin, flat, black collar, words engraved ----

Property of Lucifer M.

"I want to explain some things again regarding your collar."

She nodded and waited for him to go on.

"This collar says you belong to me. No other evil being (not human) will be able to touch you without my permission. Not even Dementors like in our 3rd year. Though, I doubt any would try. Besides, any human at Eros would recognize my signature from across the room. I know you never remove it, but just to remind if you're going to go there with me, you must wear it. It is for your safety."

"After putting this on during holidays, your obedience has been greatly improved. A collar signifies submission. You can't talk back or question what I say."

"At Eros, you must call me sir at all times: not Lucifer, not Daddy, or any of the more colorful names I know you've thought of. It is a role you must play, and no deviation from that role will be tolerated."

He tipped up her face to look at him. "I will never ask you to do anything you can't handle. Besides, it's not even really about dominance and submission. This collar says you trust me. It says you agree to play by a certain set of rules. What I say goes, whether you love it or hate it. Everything you do wearing this reflects back on me. I will be judged by your behavior."

"It also says that I trust you too. I want to be perfectly clear-I do not need or want your unquestioning obedience in everyday life. I am quite satisfied with the way we spend time together. The game begins and ends when you seriously ask me to do it. Hermione, do you understand what I'm saying to you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. I want you to think very carefully before you answer me now. Do you want to continue wearing my collar?"

She understood perfectly what he was saying.

It made her nervous, but there was no confusion on her part. "May I ask a question?"

"Anything, pet."

".....Do you consider me your slave?"

He took a deep breath. "Only in the capacity that you will be expected to obey me at all times."

"May I call you master when I felt like?"

He studied her. "Do you want to call me master?"

"It sounds nice."

"If you want to call me master when we're alone, that would be fine. But when we're in public, I want you to call me sir. Master suggests we have a different relationship than we actually do, and it could lead to misunderstandings. So, it's sir."

"Okay."

"Wearing it says you want to obey me, not that you're doing me a favor. Do you understand the distinction?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good."

"What happens if I mess up?"

"In what way?"

"What if we're out and I say something wrong?"

"We'll practice before taking you anywhere."

"What if I call you Lucifer when I'm coming or something?"

He tried not to smile. "It depends on the situation, but I'd at least have to make a show of reprimanding you."

"What if I'm too scared to do something you ask me to do?"

"I thought Gryffindors were brave."

Hermione pursed her lips, giving his smirk a dark look. "Nobody's perfect except you."

"....I am not perfect. But, if you were just slow to act, you'd be reprimanded. If you outright refused, I'd have to punish you. If you think you aren't up to the task, remove the collar."

"I didn't say that. I just wanted to know."

"Don't go into this with any doubts."

"What happens if we're out but I still have my collar, since I don't ever remove it....?"

"Do you mean because you no longer wish to obey me?"

"Yes. What if you ask me to do something I just can't do?"

He crouched down and looked her in the eye. "That would never happen. I will never ask you to do something you cannot do. If you ever removed your collar without my consent, I'd better not ever see your face again."

Hermione's eyes went wide. "I understand."

"I thought you said you understood before. Obviously you did not. This collar says you are bound to me. It says that I take care of you and that I am responsible for you. I specifically stated that I would not ask you to do anything you couldn't handle. Removing your collar would be like spitting in my face."

"I understand, sir. I promise," she assured him.

When his face relaxed, she thought of something. "What about . . ." she stopped her train of thought.

He might get angry if the next question was too insulting.

"It's all right. I told you to ask. I don't want any confusion. What is it?"

"What about you? You won't ever be with other girls again? I know a few is a couple of thousand for you..."

"Do you mean will I be fucking other woman or completing their desire?"

"Fucking . . . or anything else."

His lips twitched. "No, I won't be fucking anyone else. You are the only girl I intend to fuck."

"That's really good...."

"But, I might ask you to 'interact' with other versions of you by using the device I made though...."

"Oh." That was a lot to take in.

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