Well, guess what? I'm back!
I promised to return sooner, but my hometown has been so hot lately that I haven't had the energy to do anything.
Because of this, new chapters will be published every two to three days.
Also, since most of you wanted more smut, I'll include more of it whenever possible. If not, I'll continue in the same style as before.
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--Loki POV
So I started to look into my soul to look for the World Tree Seed, and while looking at my soul I found something that surprised me.
I found the system in my soul. It tried to keep me out of observing it, but nonetheless I observed it.
I knew that if I tried to tamper with it, it would self-destruct, so I didn't touch it and just observed.
And throughout the two years I waited for Luna and Hermione to become 18 years old, every night after fucking both Daphne and Fleur and yes, I fucked Fleur every night too as I teleported her to Daphne's room every night to fuck her and then I would observe the system, trying to find out how it worked.
I would do experiments on it, and because I had no intention of destroying the system or its ego, even though it barely had one, it let me experiment with it.
And through this I learned much. I learned to create simple systems and could give them to others if I wanted. I learned that giving an ego to a system, let alone an egoless being was so hard that I only scratched the surface of how I could create an ego.
I also awakened a minor Divinity of Runes and upgraded to middle rank from observing the runes the system had.
Yes, this system was essentially an uncountable number of runes working together in sync. This is exactly why I couldn't create a more complex system: I didn't know that many runes and didn't have that much proficiency with them.
Luna, during this time, occasionally slipped into my mind when I was deep in meditation, her voice a swirl of riddles and sugar: "Husband, your soul looks like a crossword puzzle made by a drunk centaur… don't poke too hard or it might poke back." She would then giggle and vanish.
----Timeline: 1 Month Before The Third Year of Hogwarts
--Hermione POV
Fuuh. (Deep breath) "Tomorrow is the day, Hermione. The day I will lose my virginity alongside Luna. Take a deep breath and relax," I said to myself.
No matter how much I told Loki I had no problem with him taking my virginity, I am still a girl. A girl that will lose her virginity.
I would have to ready my mentality and the pain that would come from losing my virginity.
I knew he wouldn't care if I was in pain as he told me himself, I was just a side piece for him to have and therefore he didn't care if I got pleasure from this.
I don't like pain like all normal women, and unlike noble women I am not prepared for it.
To relax myself I began to think about how things came to this.
When I was 16 I suddenly awakened my magic in front of my parents and they were horrified.
They first locked me up and then summoned a priest to get "The Devil" out of me. When nothing worked they used hard steel chains to bind me and never even let me see the light of day for the next week.
After a week a letter came to our house with a woman that called herself Professor McGonagall and told my parents that their daughter was a witch and needed to attend Hogwarts.
My parents, hearing this, sighed in relief but also started to look at me with a little hate. They are religious so they think witches are the servants of the Devil, but they tried to hold back in front of Professor McGonagall so as not to anger her.
After my parents took the chains that bound me off, Professor McGonagall told my parents about Hogwarts and after that she took me shopping for the books and things I would need.
But the moment we were alone she hurried me to a corner to speak with me.
"Professor?" I asked, mentioning her.
"You are a muggle girl so you need to be prepared for things to come."
And then she began to tell me about Hogwarts, its houses, about nobles (purebloods) and what it meant to be a muggle girl in Hogwarts.
She told me that I would probably be r#ped by the nobles there when I turned 18. Before 18, we are protected by the school against such cases, but when we turn 18 that protection stops and nobles in the house I will be in will r#pe me.
I had no escape from this as in every house there are noble men and it had become a tradition for the last years to take the virginity of muggle women before getting r#ped by almost every noble man.
Even sometimes other noble women couldn't escape from this, so she told me I needed to prepare myself for this inevitable end.
I told her I would protect myself by using the magic I learned but she just laughed at me and then said:
"Girl, if it was the past you would have a chance but our 'Great' Headmaster of Hogwarts banned almost every useful magic you could use to defend yourself so you have no choice but to take it."
She said and then pushed me to the wall. She said with great pain in her voice, "I am sorry I can't help you Hermione but it is what it is." Tears began to fall from the Professor's eyes.
"When the time comes don't try to resist, just let them r#pe you. They will get bored of you after a year but if you resist they won't leave you alone."
"Please don't resist," she said, pleading with me.
At my second year I asked Loki why Professor McGonagall cried pleading me and he said that she was too sad from watching her beloved students get r#ped over and over again throughout the years she could hardly take it.
I understood at that time that being a muggle-born witch is worse than it seems.
Thankfully Professor McGonagall also said that if I found a strong enough noble to sponsor me, other boys would leave me alone but I would be practically that person's slave.
But it was better to be that than gang r#ped, so first to confirm Professor McGonagall's words I looked at the books if there was any spell that would help me and when I couldn't find it, I started to look for knowledge about the nobles.
One female muggle that was working at book store happily told me as she did not want me to experience what she experienced.
After much talking I found a few strong noble families that could sponsor me and I planned to seduce them during the second year.
And then I went home and the moment I entered home my father and mother once again chained me as they said they did not trust me.
A few weeks of being chained later it was the time for me to leave for Hogwarts so they took the chains that bound me off.
During the time I was chained I read every book I had been given and I could say at that time I was pretty knowledgeable about the wizarding world.
After leaving the house with great effort as my parents looked at me sternly and said with seriousness that I should not make any friends, I should not leave the school grounds and the moment my school year was over I should come back immediately.
I nodded at them but inside I was angry. How dare they chain me! I will take revenge!
And just as I was about to leave my father took a hold of my shoulder and said to me sternly:
"I don't know about witches and wizards but don't you dare to lose your virginity. As a woman if you lose your virginity no man would want you."
"Do you understand, daughter?" he said.
I nodded at him with a scared expression. I knew that expression, this was the expression he made when he would hit me in the last few weeks.
I had no strength right now so I nodded at him like a good daughter he wanted but internally I scoffed.
This was the last nail in the coffin. It was better to find a sponsor and be his slave than be in this house.
He nodded at me and almost threw me away from the house like I was a plague that needed to go away.
I snorted quietly and then literally ran off to the train station.
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