Morning Wake Up

The next morning, Heather woke up at 8am to the familiar feeling of a thick cock poking her cheek. Without opening her eyes, she turned her head slightly and opened her mouth, allowing the nice and thick cock into her mouth.

Still slightly asleep, the Slut-Who-Lived showed she was perfectly capable of being an eager whore in her sleep by skillfully sucking on the strangers cock. As soon as the oddly tasting cum hit her tongue, Heather woke up to see a House Elf standing by her head stroking his abnormally huge cock.

"It is time to be waking up, New Slutty Witch." The Elf said as he repeatedly smacked his cock against her face. As said Slutty Witch licked the Elf's cock clean, he snapped his finger and Heather saw out of the corner of her eye, a tray with a bowl of cereal, a glass of a certain white fluid and the morning edition of the Daily Prophet.

Once she was properly awake and sitting up, wiping the cum from her face - more than was there when she went to sleep. Must have had a few visitors during the night while she slept - and happily bringing it to her mouth, she brought the tray to her to eat her breakfast. With the first spoonful, Heather realised that the 'milk' was actually something much more delicious and nutritious for a young slut like herself.

Reading the paper as she enjoyed her breakfast, she saw that there was more on the recent revelations about Dumbledore.

SIRIUS BLACK DECLARED INNOCENT!

Black Head cleared after Dumbledore Revelations.

Heather smiled as she read on, having already heard about her Godfather being locked up because of Dumbledore.

The old man had died unexpectedly near the end of her 2nd year. It was during the whole mess with the supposed Heir of Slytherin attacks, that the Headmaster had unexpectedly died in his office. Investigating his **** resulted in the discovery of the Old Man's Secret Journal in which he had written all of his past crimes and future schemes.

It also cast suspicion on Dumbledore as having been responsible for the attacks on the Muggle Borns through the year as, while he did not outright admit to such he did make several comments about his dislike of Mudbloods as he called them and how it would help his campaign to make Slytherins seem evil to everyone else.

And, considering that the attacks ended with his ****, it made it easy to believe.

The Ministry was releasing more information as they went, and each one damaged more and more of the reputation of both Dumbledore and his allies.

But Heather Potter-Dursley had more important things to think about than Meddlesome Old Men. Namely, she'd finished her breakfast, finished her drink and was now getting more straight from the source. Namely, by getting wonderfully skull-fucked by a House Elf.

Eventually, after another 2 or 3 servings of her favorite breakfast, Heather hopped into the shower and then got dressed. She was wearing a tiny white t-shirt that only just covered her tits and skin tight black pants that left absolutely nothing to the imagination, proudly showing off every curve of her ass. On her feet was a pair of sexy black high heels.

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With her lips painted red and her wand in its holster - between her butt cheeks - Heather left her room and began to make her way towards Gringotts.

what happens next?

option 1: She makes her way to Gringotts with little issue on the way. suggestions welcome.

option 2: She gets distracted on the way. suggestions welcome.

option x: something else. suggestions welcome.