Cho put the letter on the table in front of her. The dark Lord of England himself had sent it to her and she would have to comply. All good things must end eventually after all. She stripped down until she was stark naked before floo powdering her way to the fuck house where her favorite mouth pet was.

Cho stepped out of the fireplace to an audience, her cock began to stiffen as she crossed the large room. It swung back and forth with the motion of her steps as she approached her destination.

"Clear his schedule." Miss Chang commanded as lavender brown obeyed. She opened the door and stepped inside. Harry, or what was once Harry, ran to her and fell to his knees In front of her.

"Today I have something special in store for you mouth bitch." She said as she began to cast spells. She bound his limbs with rope and suspended him in the air in the center of the room. She transfigured a makeshift platform to stand on which put her large dick at Harry's face level. Finally she cast a vanishing spell on his mouth, removing all his teeth for the time being.

"Suck me dry my little bitch." She told him as she dangled her cock in his face. Harry wasted no time as he took her in his mouth, licking and slurping her member with gusto.

"You've become the perfect fag my little mouth pet. You've serviced so many cocks, sucking one after another, taking them in your ass pussy. Letting them pound you again and again because that's what I've taught you to do. That is what I've made you into, your just a hole for cum now faggot." Cho said to Harry as he sucked her perfection. She grabbed the back of his head with her right hand as she began humping into his mouth more forcefully, her large cock filling his throat.

Cho Chang was living this moment to the fullest. She was practically shaking in anticipation of what was to come, the darkest parts of her had taken over. She and her cock was God to this fucking idiot and she was going to show him that gods are cruel.

"My cock is God to you, suck toy. You worship it. Suck me off you fucking bitch. I own your fucking soul fag. Your nothing, your head is an empty void, just a wet mouth waiting for cock. Your ass is my fucking plaything ready to be fucked into at a moment's notice. Your nothing, FUCKING NOTHING TO ME. " Cho said viciously as she pushed her cock deeper into his throat. She pressed his head onto her cock, pumping his face as hard as she could. She kept her cock deep in his throat, suffocating him. Harry looked at her and saw her merciless smile, fear set in.

"You fucking slave, you soulless idiot. Your nothing, FUCKING NOTHING and my cock is everything." She began to fuck his head wildly. She loved the feeling, the total power. The ultimate superiority over her obedient bitch. She was losing herself in the lust of it, her cock was quivering inside his throat. She grabbed his head harshly and fucked his mouth without remorse. Harry's face began to turn red, his body jerked and writhed as it struggled to breathe. He stared into Cho Chang's face and saw nothing but animalistic lust.

"Oh God Harry yes, this is it baby. The boy who lived...to die sucking my cock. You ready mouth bitch? You fucking end today, with my cock in your stupid mouth." She told him as he started to flail in earnest. In Harry's death spasms his throat was convulsing around Cho' s cock in the most heavenly way. She lost it completely, she screamed in pleasure.

"FUCKING YES! DIE YOU FUCKING PUSSY BITCH DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE LIKE THE FAGGOT YOU ARE!." She screamed into his eyes as she watched Harry Potter's life end watched as it was destined to. The last thing Harry saw was Cho's face. It was full of merciless pleasure as she looked down at him. She threw her head back and howled in primal joy as he felt the cum coating spilling into his throat for the last time. Harry's vision went dark as she pumped the cum into him, and Cho glared down at him as he died.

"Fucking pathetic little bitch. Death is what weak little gags like you deserve." Cho told him as she ran her hands delicately through his hair for the last time. She withdrew her slowly softening cock out of his throat and took a step back. She looked the corpse over, he hung limply from the ropes. Drool was hanging from his mouth, his face was blue and swollen. Veins bulged across his temple and his eyes were bloodshot.

Cho exited the room, her cock still dripping with spit and her seed. She looked over to lavender and spoke. "Get somebody in there to clean up his body, he's dead." Lavender Brown looked at her and hesitated for only a moment before obeying.

As Cho walked down the hall headed towards the exit she felt an exquisite feeling wash over her, power. She had taken her first life although, when she thought about it she had taken Harry's life years ago. From the moment she had stripped him of his freedom and made him into her fuck doll he had been dead. But the act of it, feeling his throat as her cock took his life, the finality of it all.

Mistress Chang was a new woman, a powerful woman. She had done as the dark Lord commanded in his letter to her. She had rid her self of her favorite pet, the others meant nothing to her now. She had discovered the pleasure of feeling the death throes around her cock as she watched Harry's face as he died. Not tonight, but soon, she would make Lavender suffer the same fate. Others would follow, she was a powerful woman after all. Her cock swung back and forth as she made her way to the fire place, still dripping seed as she went.