"When Papa and Maman first discovered the life debt, Papa investigated the public records of both the betrothal and the concubinage. 'E didn't do that earlier as it was not important then. 'E was able to get 'old of a copy of both documents and 'e said 'e was very impressed," she said before she gave a little giggle. "'E was even laughing at a couple of points."
"She turned to Hermione and asked, "Is it true you only need to make one small statement for the betrothal to be cancelled?"
"Yes," said Hermione. "The same applies for Harry."
"And similar are in the Concubine Bond Agreement between Harry and me," said Daphne.
"So the real purpose of both agreements is... what?" she asked.
"Protection," replied Hermione. "At least, that was its original intent. However, both Harry and I are of a different mindset now. We want this to work. As things stand, neither of us intends to utter those words. We will marry and I will bear the Potter children."
Daphne glanced at Harry and said, "Honesty time for me, too, I guess." Turning to look more at Harry, she said, "I know the reason for the Concubine Bond Agreement was conceived from the idea of the protection of me and my House.
"However, sooner or later I would still need a Concubine Bond contract or another very willing partner, who would be willing to risk not passing on their own line through us. I'm sorry, but I cannot see that happening. Therefore, the first option is the only way.
"If I was to look around and wonder who would make a good father... sperm donor, as Hermione put it... for any children I was to bear through a Concubine Bond contract, which I have already done many times, there is only one who I can see fulfilling that role and me remaining happy about it. That's you, Harry."
With an expression of self-deprecation, Harry gave a grunt and shook his head. "You're fifteen, Daphne. You have years before it would become an issue."
Daphne shook her head and said, "I don't think you recognise what a 'catch' you are, Harry. You're, without a doubt, one of the best looking boys in the school, now. That malnourished, undersized... waif... who wore hand-me-downs and poorly fitted glasses is gone.
"On top of that, you are easily the most magically powerful student in the school. Merlin, you're probably the most magically powerful student this school has seen in fifty years! That, alone, is an aphrodisiac for one such as I, who is looking to bear children to continue my House.
"And, on top of even that, you are kind, considerate, chivalrous, and a whole heap of other similar words too numerous to list out."
She gave a sigh and said, "My nightmares, until you and my father signed that agreement, consisted of things like... Ronald Weasley or Vincent Crabbe coming into a room where I'm lying naked on a bed. He leers at me, strips off and... cl- climbs on, you know?"
Starting to clearly become more upset, she continued, "Then, not even w-waiting until he knows I'm r-ready, he just... sticks his... in me.
"Wh-Once he's done... not even wo-worrying about how I felt about the whole thing, you know?... he just climbs off and gets dressed. Then, just before he walks back out the door, he looks at me and sa-says, 'Thanks for the fuck, Greengrass. Let me know if I need to come back and give you another one'."
By the time she was finished, she was sobbing. She curled up and rolled to her side on the sofa, clearly in emotional pain. Harry silently rose from where he was sitting, walked over, sat down beside her and wrapped her in his arms.
"That will never happen, Daphne," he firmly said. "As long as Hermione is alright with it..." he looked over and could see she was nodding, "... then I'll be the only man you'll need."
Gently moving her, he picked her up and placed her in his lap, as she remained in a ball and sobbed her heart out. He began to using soothing sounds and rocking her back and forth as he rubbed her back.
A few moments later, Betsy popped in with a small vial. Hermione accepted it and offered it to Daphne by way of placing the opened mouth of it directly onto her bottom lip. "Calming potion," she firmly said. "Drink!"
As Daphne allowed her mouth to open, Hermione upended it directly into her mouth.
Daphne wrinkled her nose for moment, gave a small shudder as she swallowed and almost immediately calmed.
'So much for telling these two off tonight for manipulating me,' thought Harry.
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After getting Daphne calm, she very soon drifted off to sleep in Harry's arms.
Harry noticed and sighed, "Hermione, could you go in and turn Daphne's bed down for me?"
At first she looked curious, then she clearly noticed and smirked at him. "Alright, Harry," she said, rising and walking to Daphne's room.
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