"Now, professor," I said even as I raised the camera I brought up with me. "Let's start taking photos so we can keep our allies happy."
Aurora, the newest headmistress of Hogwarts, looked at me hesitantly, wearing only her underwear. "Y-you told me that there would be no photos if I told you the story," she whispered.
"Oh, headmistress, you need to be more attentive while listening," I answered as I took a step back, smirking in satisfaction. "I didn't say there will be no photos. I said one less set of photos. You need to be more careful about it. Your new role requires it."
Aurora didn't say anything for a moment, but her slowly growing blush showed my admonishment worked perfectly, her supposed position of ultimate authority making it even more entertaining. The headmaster — or headmistress in this case — of Hogwarts was supposed to be one of the strongest people in Britain.
And it was not just something Dumbledore achieved. After all, Fudge wasn't the only Minister who decided that controlling the premier education facility under his direct control was a nifty idea. Yet, for centuries, Hogwarts managed to maintain something close to independence, which was impressive.
Of course, it was not Aurora's fault that it finally changed, but it would take a nicer man than me to respect that fact.
Instead, I just raised my camera and watched her through it, her face slowly reddening, making her even cuter. Her mouth opened like she was about to say something, but I used my camera exactly then, the flash enough to distract her from what she was about to say.
"You're lucky the camera loves you, headmistress, as that was a horrible pose," I said.
"N-not my fault, you surprised me," she answered, her tone showing that she was losing the last remnants of what was left of her control — not that she had that much remaining.
"You're right. Why don't you give me a beautiful pose, then?" I offered.
That made her realize that it wasn't a good point to argue, but she still followed my command. She didn't exactly have the strongest willpower among the professors, and the events of the day had been enough to erase her ability to resist completely.
Fascinating.
"Now, something more interesting," I ordered, and she followed, looking sexier with each other. No wonder James Potter was tempted by the idea of her, especially if Lily Potter had been just as domineering as I expected her to be in their marriage.
Aurora, with her beautiful lips giving an attractive curl, looked perfectly attractive. I took a few more poses, before I waved my wand, and suddenly, her clothing changed into … porn movie version of a cheerleader outfit in Slytherin colors, and at the same time, I conjured a toy of Gryffindor colors.
"Y-you can't expect me to do that here," she suddenly complained as she looked around. "T-this is supposed to be my office."
"Good point," I said as I took a step forward. She shivered, but unlike what she expected, I just hugged her waist. "Let's find a better place. The top of the astronomy tower sounds good?" I said.
That suggestion shocked her, but rather than waiting for her to answer, I started walking with her in tow. Her hesitation was beautiful, but her shock was enough that she followed silently until she was at the doorway.
"M-my wand," she stammered as I opened the door, finally giving a semblance of resistance, but that didn't last long when I tugged her forward.
"You won't need it," I said as I closed the door of her office and dragged her. It was interesting to see how the lack of a wand affected wizards and witches, but unfortunately, she focused on the next thing, preventing me from focusing on that.
"B-but, what if someone sees me," she whispered as she looked at the empty corridor.
"It might not be a bad idea. It'll convince everyone about why I made you the headmistress, and get rid of spying suspicions."
"No!" she gasped, but she still continued to walk with me, showing that she was even more submissive than I suspected. No wonder it took seconds for Lily to take her down.
"Really, headmistress. Even if it was for the resistance," I said.
She looked hesitant, but her answer was still sharp. 'Y-yes, even then," she admitted. I could feel her pulse under my fingers, beating at a frenzied pace. She was clearly afraid of being seen by her students.
I decided not to push her too much, especially not during the first day.
"Very well, but it makes my job much harder. You owe me once," I said.
"Yes, deal," she accepted immediately. From the corner of my eye, I could see the emotions passing through her face, determination leaving itself to gleeful acceptance. It was an amusing sight, like a walk around the beach before the main course while she surrendered to me.
"Excellent," I said as I directed her to the nearest secret passage — which, being Hogwarts, had many of them, the map allowing me to discover many of them. "Now, no one will see you," I said as I raised my camera once more. "Now, pose."
Ordinarily, a secret passage wasn't exactly the most excellent location to take photos, but the current situation was rather unique. We were taking pictures for Lily, due to Aurora's past affair with James.
James, made an art out of discovering and leveraging the secret passages as a part of the marauders.
A surprisingly nostalgic location for Lily.
However, as Aurora limited herself to limited, almost boring poses, I decided to focus on the present. "Bend down a bit and keep your back turned at me," I said.
"B-but, you … you transformed my underwear into a skirt," she whispered, her hands palming the skirt in question.
"I know," I answered, not bothering to hide my smirk as I caught her gaze. She looked hesitant. "Don't forget, your photos are needed to convince a very skilled but vindictive resistance member to a dangerous mission," I said.
Her expression shifted as she started leaning forward, keeping her hands on her shirt. "Keep your hands free," I ordered, feeling absolutely no guilt about using the war efforts to my benefit. Why should I, when I was doing more for the war effort than with the exception of now-dead Dumbledore.
Aurora followed that order, even though it meant revealing her most secret part of her to the camera. The skirt rode up, giving me a glimpse of her perfect ass. "Perfect," I said as I took a few more photos in rapid succession, getting closer even as I did so.
"You look amazing, headmistress," I said, deliberately using her new title to condition her even more. She looked absolutely amazing in her transfigured cheerleader outfit, displaying her beautiful legs alluringly.
The thin fabric didn't exactly hurt either. Rather than the thick, opaque fabric of her robe, the cheerleader outfit was made of thin layers, too weak the prevent the light from penetrating even before she started sweating and turned it even more transparent.
"Now, stand up, and look at me," I ordered her, initiating the next chapter of our little session. I cast a spell on my camera to take occasional photos, but deliberately from a bad angle.
After all, I needed something to bargain with Lily.
"Y-you're too close," she whispered as she found herself locked between me and the wall, the small secret tunnel making her feel even more imprisoned.
"I know, professor. Now, look at me seductively," I ordered her with a sensual whisper, a sudden change as I grabbed her hair. She opened her mouth to protest, but it was too late. Just a step away from her, and I used my lips to seal hers.
She blushed and squirmed, but since she didn't try to push me away, I didn't care about the rest. I wrapped my arms around her waist, my hands much more adventurous, slipping under her skirt, cupping her plump ass.
She said nothing, just whimpered, which drove me crazy. If I didn't feel like she was already at the edge of a total collapse after everything, I would have pushed down my pants and would have gone all the way.
However, since that wasn't possible, I started doing the next best thing. My fingers slipped under her skirt, testing her wetness aggressively until she climaxed — which wasn't particularly difficult with everything going on — and then I pulled back, letting her collapse.
The camera catching every bit of it.
"I'll see you tomorrow, headmistress," I said with a chuckle, leaving her back. "Be careful not to get caught by your students."
"I … I can't go out like this," she whispered.
"Well, I can let you borrow my invisibility cloak, but you'll have to pay."
"H-how much?" she whispered.
I chuckled. "Oh, come on, headmistress. Do you think I need money?" I said as I pulled an invisibility cloak — a spare one, and not the Deathly Hallow. She said nothing, but accepted it, which I took as her acceptance.
With a chuckle, I turned and left, curious just how good those moving pictures would look.
I was sure that Lily would love it.
Though, I doubted she would be happy with the message I planned to attach, one that would detail the conditions for another set…