23 What do we do with Luna?
Hermione slapped my arm and said: "We can do that tonight, Harry. We better go over our courses so that we don't use OWL or NEWT spells. Silent casting is out too. We better not get caught doing spells we are not supposed to know."
I shrugged: "We can spend a few weeks in the library, and pretend to have learned them faster than normal due to the Soulbond. Wizards are gullible about that."
"We better set our bonding issues aside and concentrate on our courses." commented Daphne, "for the record, I am still not comfortable with snogging Hermione, I mean, I like you a lot Hermione, that I am sure of, but it is the physical stuff that scares me."
Hermione sighed: "It is new to me too, Daphne, having a relationship with a girl never crossed my mind... Actually, it did cross my mind once or twice out of curiosity, not that it would happen in real life."
I took my Transfiguration book out and said: "Safe that discussion for later. Let's start with changing that bird into a Guinea pig."
Xxxxx
At lunch, the talk was about Moody and Snape and their replacements, several candidates were nominated, Slughorn and Andromeda Tonks for Potions, although someone mentioned that a squib can brew potions too. That comment got chills running down everyone's spine. For the defense post, there were no candidates, due to the curse.
Fleur followed our discussion and asked: "That curse does exist for real? We took this for a silly rumor to buff up the reputation of Hogwarts."
I asked: "How can a new Dada teacher every year buff up that reputation? I would think it tears it down." I explained, "For almost thirty years we have had a new teacher every year, so the ones we got now are morons or with a death wish. In our first year, we had one who was possessed by the Wraith of Voldemort, in our second year an author that claimed the achievements of others and obliviated them, in our third year we got a werewolf, who was actually a good teacher, and we had a Polyjuiced death eater this year. So not much to brag about, don't you think?"
Luna said dreamily: "The curse is gone, Harry, you destroyed it with the Basilisk venom."
Surprised, I looked at Luna and asked: "Are you sure, honey? We can only hope that it is true, maybe it is time to look for a decent one."
Wtf? Why did I call her honey? That is going to backfire someday. Going by the look at the present company, that day will be today.
Without missing a beat, Luna answered: "Yes dear, from next year on we will have competent teachers. Thank you for that."
That moment the doors slammed open and a bunch of Aurors streamed in, looked around, and made their way to me. I recognized Shacklebolt, Tonks, Dawlish, I did not recognize the fourth one.
Shacklebolt said: "Mr. Potter, Madam Bones asked you to confirm the claims you made to her when you talked to her. Are you willing?"
I nodded: "If you have memory vials, I will give copies of my memories. Does that satisfy you?"
Shacklebolt looked at his colleagues, all of them nodded affirmative, "That will do, Mr. Potter, do you know how to extract them?"
Hmm, I better play dumb: "No, I just heard about it in passing when a senior said he was going to owl a copy of his memory to his parents. Can you assist me?"
That got them the Troll, detention in the forbidden forest, Fluffy until and including the mirror with Voldy, Basi the Basilisk, freeing Dobby, Sirius in the shack, and me chasing a hundred Dementors away, and dear Fudge eager to let Sirius have a snog. That will do for now… oh I totally forgot! I called them back and gave them Aragog and his extended family, which will make them shit their pants.
Hermione asked: "Are you sure you got everything, Harry?"
Tonks could not help but ask: "You mean to say there is more?"
I thought for a bit and I said: "Yes there is, here is one more." that Fudge seemed to be doing something by arresting Hagrid, and that big lump telling us to follow those fucking spiders.
I grinned: "If I can think of something else, I will owl it to you Miss Pinky."
"Hey! I am on duty!" Tonks complained, "You can get arrested for harassment for name-calling, you know."
I shrugged: "I apologize, Miss Nymphadora Tonks, I didn't know that calling you by your hair color offended you, I will call you Miss Nymphadora from now on. Does that satisfy you, Miss Nymphadora?"
"It is Tonks! Call me Tonks! I hate my given name, so call me Tonks." she almost shouted.
"OK, don't get your knickers in a twist," I back paddled, "Tonks it is, but you look familiar to me, did we meet before?"
Dawlish interrupted: "Quit flirting, Tonks, we have to go."
The pink shifted through different colors and ended blood red "I am not flirting, Dawlish! That you are not able to get a girl says enough that you can't tell the difference!"
Shacklebolt closed his eyes and shook his head, "Zip it, the both of you, you are not exactly promoting our office." They left while Tonks and Dawlish were staring daggers at each other.
Hermione slapped my arm: "That was not nice of you, Harry, you almost got Tonks in trouble."
I grinned, "Once they view those memories, they will forget all about it."
Fleur asked: "Are those memories that special? How bad can it be?"
I looked at Hermione, she shrugged, I turned to Fleur and said: "Come to our quarters after dinner, I suggest to bring an extra pair of panties along. Some of my memories are a bit scary."
Fleur scoffed: "How can a little boy scare me, I witnessed a lot of scary events, Harry, I am not that easy to impress."
"You are going to regret saying that Fleur, how about we make a bet, I bet that you will scream at least two times when you see my memories. What do you say?" I offered.
Fleur smiled: "So, you think I will scream like a little girl, Harry? What are we betting for? No indecent demands, please. I get those enough without the bets."
"I need tutoring in French, so a week of tutoring for every scream. Name your conditions, no indecent ones please, I am taken." Hah! I turned that around, I have to protect my virtue after all.
Fleur thought for a minute: "Veela are looked down upon in Britain, I am planning to apply for a Job at Gringotts in London, I need a sponsor to take me in their House for protection against perverts."
Luna commented: "That is not a real bet, win or lose, you are going to do that anyway."
I smiled at Luna: "I suppose we will, Luna, but it is still fun to find out who will win the bet."
Xxxxx
After dinner, our group expanded with Tracey and Astoria, they were curious too. Dobby got the Potter Pensive, yep, the one from Dumbledore's office, I put the first memory in, the Troll.
"This is a warm-up, Fleur, just an event from our first year. Sit down and put your finger in, everyone."
Well, Tracey and Astoria are screamers, and Fleur had to bite her tongue to prevent it, Daphne had my arm in a vice grip, and Luna the other one. I skipped the Detention in the Forest, and presented Fluffy, Astoria screamed at Fluffy and made comments that the rest of the tasks were not that impressive. She and Tracey screamed when they saw Voldemort's face sticking out of Quirrel's head and turning into dust. Fleur was biting her fist to keep her screams in when I dusted Voldy, suddenly she wasn't sure to win that bet anymore.
Aragog made her scream for the first time, entering an Acromantula lair, and escaping alive is an achievement, this time Daphne joined the screams. Astoria was a nervous wreck by now, and I bet Tracey peed her panty already.
When I added Basi, the Basilisk in the Pensive, was the first time I kept Astoria out: "Trust me Astoria, you will have nightmares when you see this memory, the spiders are lame compared with this one."
Astoria paled: "It gets worse than those Acromantula? How in Morgana's name is that possible? Harry! You almost got eaten by them! Who in their right mind would tell you to talk to them! This is pure madness!"
We entered the memory, from the moment Fraudhart took Ron's wand until I stabbed the diary. Tracey and Fleur got into the high notes, and were hoarse from screaming, so were Daphne, Luna, and even Hermione.
When we came out the Pensive I asked: "And? Are your knickers dry?"
Luna shook her head: "There is no doubt that I am going to have nightmares, Harry. Seeing the corps or seeing how it hunted you down is completely different. I will pass on the rest of your memories. Your head is not a fun place to be in. I need a shower and clean panties. Astoria, do you need one too?" Astoria nodded and followed Luna into her room.
Tracey shivered: "Luna nailed it, Potter, your head is not a fun place to be in. Daphne, can I borrow a fresh pair of panties?"
Fleur sighed: "I can use some too, but do you have more memories, Harry?"
"Just one more with Dementors, Fleur. We could stop now if you want, I think all the girls are shaken to the core, I can assume I won the bet?" I asked.
"Yes you won, Harry, this school is a madhouse. Hermione? Can I take a shower before I change my clothes?" Asked Fleur. Hermione nodded and stood up.
When Fleur came back from her shower, in Hermione's clothes, I said: "I will take you in House Potter protection, Fleur. I consider you a friend, and sponsoring you is no problem at all. This weekend Gringotts representatives and Mr. Greengrass, a member of the Wizengamot will be visiting us to render that Basilisk. I will ask what procedures I have to follow, to take you in."
Fleur hugged me: "Thank you, Harry. I already made inquiries, there are four options to choose from, you can make me a wife, a Consort, a Concubine, or a Ward. I was hoping you could make me a Ward of House Potter. It needs to be confirmed at Gringotts and the Ministry before the Tournament is over."
I smiled: "I will be honored to have you as my Ward, Fleur. I am still kicking your lovely butt in the Tournament though."
Astoria complained: "I am going to have nightmares for weeks! Daph? Can I sleep with you?"
"Hey! I was going to ask that too! There is no way that I am returning to my room alone!" shouted Tracey, "How Potter can sleep at all I don't understand! That bloody snake was huge!"
Daphne said thoughtfully: "Tracey, I share my bed with Harry and Hermione, last night Luna slept with us, the bed isn't big enough for all."
"I am not asking to sleep with that disaster magnet!… wait a minute! To bunk with you he has to be included? What about Story? Does she have to share the bed with your husband too?" asked a wide-eyed Tracey.
"No, she doesn't," I interrupted before they let their imagination run wild. "Daphne, you can bunk with Astoria and Tracey, if you want, they are clearly against joining in our bed."
"But Tracey is always kicking me out of bed." complained Daphne "And Story is a hugger."
Fleur offered: "I don't mind sharing a bed with them, sleeping alone doesn't appeal to me right now."
"Dobby? Can you bring six Calming Draughts, please? Girls, drink up, that will reduce the nightmares." I said.
I had to do some damage control, or they would wake up screaming. Showing all those memories was a bit overkill, I admit, I was too cocky to impress Fleur. If you play all those memories in a row, then you realize there was something very wrong in Hogwarts.
Hermione looked at me and asked; "What do we do with Luna?"
I shrugged: "Same as yesterday, I suppose, what do you think, Luna?"
Daphne chuckled: "Don't ask, Harry, she is already in our bed."
Xxxxx
I don't know who started the rumor, but word got around that I slept with six girls last night, one of them a second-year, and one a seventh-year Veela. Some naffer saw us leaving our quarters and heard the girls complaining about a rough night and the loss of sleep. Worse, Potter was a maniac, and fighting that big snake was giving them nightmares.
It was annoying to see first and second-year girls make a run for it when they saw me coming, third and fourth-year girls were looking at my crotch every time I passed them, the older girls made rude comments. The males? Half were hating me, the other half were admiring me. I wanted to bash my head against a wall.
Fleur shook it off and commented: "It could be worse, Harry, if all of us were walking with a limp. That would make their tongues get in action."
Luna picked up on it and added: "Or complaining that Tracey was kicking all the time, that would send the wrong message too."
I groaned: "Don't say that out loud, Luna, it is bad enough already."
We got distracted by the owls that delivered the newspaper.
The Daily Trash reported:
Sirius Black Innocent!
Dear readers! You will be as shocked as we are after reading this report! We all know what happened that fateful night on Samhain in 81, or what we were supposed to make believe what happened!
After questioning the Boy Who Lived, Madam Bones came to the conclusion that there was a big miscarriage of Justice done to Sirius Black. With the body of Peter Pettigrew as evidence and the statement of the Boy Who Lived, Madam Bones investigated Sirius' Black Case again.
It turned out Sirius Black never got a trial! Without even questioning him, Mr. Black was shipped off to Azkaban on the same day of his capture. It was signed off by the former Minister Bagnold, the Head of DMLE at that time Barty Crouch, and the current Chief Warlock Dumbledore. Why was Sirius Black put in Azkaban without a trial? Even Bellatrix Lestrange got a trial!
Sirius Black, at that time, was a reputed Auror, and a good friend of Dumbledore, so why was he treated so badly by his own kind?
It got worse, dear readers, Sirius Black escaped when he found out Pettigrew was posing as a pet rat in the same dorm room as the Boy Who Lived, which made him escape Azkaban on a mission to save his Sworn Godson from danger.
Sirius Black managed to capture the rat, but not for long, Pettigrew escaped and Sirius Black was taken prisoner at Hogwarts.
Now it gets sinister, dear readers, Black was locked up in Hogwarts, and Dumbledore was notified of the situation by Black and the Boy Who Lived, who witnessed it all. Instead of calling the DMLE as is the Law, Fudge, who was for some obscure reason at Hogwarts, called a Dementor and wanted to administer the Kiss to Black. WHY? Why was Fudge so eager to have Black kissed? Why was Dumbledore allowing it? Black managed to escape, with the help of his Godson. But Dumbledore could have easily stopped Fudge and demanded a trial for Black. According to the Boy Who Lived, with Black out of the way, the Black fortune would go to a sponsor of the Minister. Dumbledore, who took the guardianship away from Black would have lost control over the Boy Who Lived, the boy who is currently trapped in a deadly Tournament meant for adult Wizards.
Such intrigues on the highest level, such treason, such abuse of power, such corruption. It is unheard of.
We trust that Madam Bones will sort it out and clean the Ministry of these stains on our society.
Edited by Barnaby Cuffe.
Dumbledore, Hero, or Dark Lord? More on page 2
Fudge, accomplice at Line Theft? More on page 3
Arresting procedures, more on page 4
What happens when you are imprisoned innocent? More on page 6
Tri-Wizard Cup, stopped when the death rate was 67%, why start it again? More on page 8
Being the wife of an Azkaban guard, the stress and the worries, more on page 5
Why does a Dementor want to suck your soul? More on page 7
Wildlife on Azkaban, we questioned an ornithologist, more on page 9
Xxxxx
"I bet Madam Bones has Skeeter on a leash. Although I wish they stopped with calling me the Boy Who Lived." I commented.
"Sirius can have his trial now, I bet this is an open invitation to turn himself in and get a trial. With Dumbledore in St Mungo's and Fudge embarrassed, it is an opportunity to get free," said Hermione.
The doors slammed open again, and my four favorite Aurors barged in again. Shacklebolt asked: "Mr. Potter, Madam Bones wants to know if you can contact Sirius Black for us."
Ah! I remember this from Sinyk! With a smug face, I asked: "Did you try to send him an owl? No? Maybe send a House elf? Oh! I got it! Send a Patronus! That will do it for sure! If that doesn't work put an ad in the paper. Hey Pinky, Purple, White, Black, Red… stop changing Tonks, you suck the fun out of it that way."
"I am on duty, brat! Don't give me a reason to arrest you for taking liberties at an Auror on Duty!" she bit back.
I held my hand up and said: "Hold your Centaurs, Cousin Nymphadora, I am just trying to be friendly with my cousin, or is it Aunty?"
Shacklebolt put a hand on Tonks and interrupted: "Madam Bones assigned Auror Tonks as a guard for the duration of the Tournament. We contacted Deputy Headmistress McGonagall to arrange quarters close to yours."
She is going to babysit me? She is a total babe, with shitty taste in men… she better not start drooling over me, I have enough with my two Soul mates and a potential third one. I guess two or three more nights are needed to put these memories behind them before we can move on. Luna was doing a koala last night, she was glued at my back, and wouldn't let go until morning, I should have stopped after the Acromantula.
Shacklebolt said: "Madam Bones want to have a meeting with you on the weekend, about house business and the memories you showed."
"I have an appointment with my bond mate's parents on Saturday," I explained, "Madam Bones is welcome to attend that meeting, part of that meeting is about the events that happened in those memories."
Hermione put a question forward: "Could it be possible to get some retired Auror to teach Dada with some Auror cadets as assistants? They could make it a rotation, we are pretty sure that we removed the Curse on the Dada position."
Daphne nodded: "They can rename the course and teach it in a different classroom to make sure."
The old Auror, whose name I can't remember, commented: "That is actually a good idea, teaching students is a good way to rehearse the curriculum. Renaming the course and relocating the classroom can break the curse. We will put that proposition on Madam Bones' desk."
Shacklebolt added: "I will talk to Professor McGonagall, we can not go over her head with this, although she will be glad with this solution."
Tonks sighed and sat next to us at the table: "It looks like I am stuck with you until June that sucks."
Hermione offered: "We can give you a room in our quarters, or you can ask Professor McGonagall for private quarters nearby. It depends on how close you want to guard Harry."
"Private quarters if I have a choice," said Tonks, "I outgrew teenage drama, and am not eager to live through it again. I bet you guys want some privacy too."
Fleur smiled: "I like her, she acknowledged that you need privacy, most bodyguards just want to sit in a small room on top of their charges to keep them safe."
Tonks grumbled: "That thought crossed my mind when I heard of my assignment. But being in the same room as that cheeky brat doesn't appeal to me at all."
Xxxxx
That evening, Tonks got the apartment next door to us, we made a deal with her to get along. I proposed: "We install alert runes at our door here that you can monitor when we are inside, it will alert you when there are visitors and even when they have bad intentions. We have some friends keyed to our quarters, when others are visiting you may come into our room to keep an eye on things. How does that sound?"
Tonks asked: "How about I put a listening charm in your common room? That way I can react on a moment's notice."
Luna said: "That is very kinky of you, Auror Tonks. Are you that curious to hear Harry snog with his wives? I heard Daddy tell Mommy that every room has to be blessed at least once, recently I found out what they were talking about. I expect Harry will do the same, I hope I can watch it."
That comment made Hermione answer: "You can, Luna, snogging Harry in every room sounds interesting." she said with a teasing smile.
Tonks shook her head: "Call me when you go out." and went to unpack her stuff.
Daphne smiled: "It will be fun teasing Tonks like this. Come, let's do our homework first."
Astoria and Tracey spent the evening in our quarters again, their excuse of bad dreams is paper-thin, the dust hasn't settled yet in Slytherin house, and Astoria and Tracey rented their rooms out to classmates, the wards that I made could not be breached and made it a safe spot against predators.
Astoria placed her sideways on my lap, put her arms around me, and made puppy eyes: "Brother-in-law? Can you make some more of those wardstones? I can't promise you a firstborn, but I will be the very best Aunt for your children."
I sighed: "I bet your father is a sucker for those puppy eyes too. Alright, I will take another approach, instead of the rooms, I will make something for the hallways… get off my lap, please? Thank you."
It took four hours to carve the Runes, when I was almost done, I said: "Can someone get one of the upper years so I can explain where and how to set these up?"
Tracey returned with Diana Withley, I started explaining: "These ward stones have to be placed at the start of the female section of your dorms. A yard into the hallway, in the four corners against the wall. They will activate when you place them with the sticking charm against the wall."
I grinned: "What these wards do is let every female pass through, the males, however, will be judged on their intention. They can pass if they want to visit their girlfriend for a snog or something more, if they have bad intentions, they get punished on the magnitude of their ill intent. Either way, their passage will be blocked. There you go, Miss Withley, you can sleep undisturbed now."
Withley asked suspiciously: "What do you want in return, Mr. Potter? There is no free meal in this world."
I shrugged: "I would say you firstborn, but I heard Slytherins won't find that comment funny. No, seriously, it is just to keep my sister-in-law and Tracey safe."
And neuter the snakes, they have to be brought down a peg or two. Draco was timid to me this week, squibbing his Godfather shook him up, but that didn't stop him from harassing the women in his dorm.
Withley nodded: "We won't forget this, Mr. Potter, you made some friends in Slytherin house."
I smiled at her: "Good, I always wanted more of those, you are welcome to pay a visit whenever you want, Miss Withley."
She hurried out to install them, she hadn't had a good night's sleep in days, the poor thing. Astoria sat on my lap again and made puppy eyes. I frowned and asked: "Now, those puppy eyes making me worried, sister-in-law, you know I am not Santa, or whatever the Wizard equivalent of that man is."
Astoria asked with a pouty face: "I want to sleep with Daphne tonight, it was forever ago that I slept with Daphy, can I?"
I took Astoria's chin and turned her head to Daphne: "Ask your sister, I can not tell her what to do."
Daphne was armed against puppy eyes and answered: "Astoria, Hermione, and I need to spend the night with Harry to strengthen our Soul bond, with Luna that makes four, our bed is full, and I doubt you want to sleep with Harry in your bed."
Hey! Don't reject that right away! Talk it over! Crap this is deja vu! This situation is familiar, wife in front of me and sister-in-law on my lap… that is how it started in my old life! In a few years, she will start grinding her pussy against Little Dude, and a few years later I got a divorce. Bad idea!
I slapped Astoria's ass and said: "There you have it, our bed is full."
Dobby popped in: "Master Harry, Dobby made the bed bigger! Did Dobby do good?"
That is debatable, Tracey's eyes started to shine, she said: "We can have a slumber party! You did good Dobby! Make it a bit bigger if you will please."
Hermione who was reading the book where I got the major part of my wards from looked up and said: "I never had one of those, tomorrow is Saturday, so we can sleep in a bit. Let's have one!"
Astoria was enthusiastic: "We can have breakfast in bed!"
Yeah, bad idea, I did that once with the wife, first she was mad that I woke her up, then she got angry that I used the wrong glass for her juice, so it tumbled over and spilled on our sheets. To top it all, the bed was full of crumbs. She grumbled all day because she had to wash the sheets. Needless to say, that was the last time I made her breakfast in bed. The bitch complained later on that I never did something romantic for her, can you believe that? Ah, I have Dobby here, we can spill all we want.
I got wedged between Hermione and Daphne wearing my PJs, Astoria was next to Daphne, Tracey followed. Luna lay next to Hermione, all of them wearing thick nightgowns… after a few minutes, I asked: "So… What happens on those Slumber parties? I've never been on one of those."
Tracey answered: "Lots of things, we talk about boys, we play games, we sing songs."
"Great, count me out for the singing though, I can clear a hall in five minutes with my songs, and I can't keep a tune to save my life. Singing and dancing are the two skills I lack." I warned them.
Hermione asked: "I never heard you sing, Harry. Who told you that you can't keep a tune? Never mind, let's do a truth or dare, who wants to go first?"
Luna: "Me! Truth please!"
Astoria asked: "Did you have sex with Harry?"
Luna shook her head: "Not yet. Now you, Astoria, name two or more boys you have a crush on."
Astoria answered: "The Boy Who Lived, of course, Blaise Zabini is dreamy, and Bruce Wilkinson from Hufflepuff's third year is a hunk. Tracey? Who do you have a crush on?"
Tracey shrugged: "Daphne, and I am starting to like Hermione too. Hermione, it is your turn, when are you planning to shag Harry?"
Hermione was stunned for a moment, Tracey was a lesbian? Crushing on her? She came to her senses and answered: "I don't know yet, we have a three-way bond and every connection must be equal in strength. Luna? Do you have a Soul connection with Harry too?"
Luna froze up, after hesitating a bit she answered: "I don't know, but I very much want one. Daphne?"
Daphne held her hand up and said: "I'll take a dare, Luna."
Luna smiled and said: "Kiss Tracey, with tongue."
Daphne asked: "Of all the things you could demand, you pick this, why Luna?"
Luna answered: "Because Tracey loves you, Daphne, while you are starting a Soulbond with Harry and Hermione, she deserves it and I think it will look hot to watch it."
Daphne got closer to Tracey and smiled: "Relax, Tracey, you know that I like you too, come here for that snog."
A minute later they came up for air, Daphne looked at me and said: "Snog Luna, Harry, we need to know if she has a Soulbond with us."
I looked at Luna and said: "I am curious too, come honey, let's find out."
Luna jumped into my arms and locked lips with me, sure enough, there was the glow, with wide eyes, Tracey and Astoria were looking at the silver dome covering us four. Luna got passed to Hermione and after to Daphne. Making it a four-way bond. ROB is laughing his ass off.
Xxxxx
Well, there were some boundaries that came crashing down, after that snog between me and Luna, with wandering hands, the brakes were off. Astoria got some eyes full when Hermione went down on Daphne, and Daphne returned the favor. Luna said the connection was equal between us, we only have to work to strengthen the bonds with her. After that, we cooled down and played some cards. With a second year in the room, we had to keep it R15.
Breakfast in bed was fun until it was time to get ready to meet the parents.
24 In-laws, you can't live with them and sure can live without.
The mail from the Ministry and Gringotts was collected by Winky and delivered with our breakfast, the message was the same, congratulations on the bonding, Luna folded her letters back up and put them away as if they were heirlooms.
I sent a message Patronus to Tonks to tell her we were ready to move, together we went to the entrance hall to wait for the in-laws.
At 10.00 the parents arrived, Madam Bones came along with my account manager Sharpclaw and Ivanovich. After the introductions, we showed the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets. With §Property of Potter, stairs.§ I opened the passage, §light.§ illuminated the entrance while I did a small explanation of Myrtle and Tom Riddle, and that Dumbledore knew this was the entrance, showing him the alert charms I moved side.
Daphne said: "Astoria, that snake is still a gruesome sight. You can stay up here if you want."
Astoria shook her head: "No, I have to see for myself that the snake is dead. I will go down with you."
Sharpclaw was drooling at the sight of the shed skin: "If this skin is any indication of its size, then we will do good business, Mr. Potter."
I opened the main door and showed the Basilisk, I commented: "Fawkes destroyed the eyes, and some of the venom is drained, the rest is all here."
Madam Bones asked: "You killed this animal in defense of the school and to save a student, did you know that this deserves an Order of Merlin First Class, Mr. Potter? I showed this memory to the head of the Department of Mysteries, he said that the whole school is in your debt."
I shrugged: "If there is a money reward to it I will accept it, if not, then you may keep that Order for all I care."
Gregor Ivanovich was done negotiating with Mathias Greengrass and Daphne, he interrupted: "I signed the contract and will bring my tools and trunks tomorrow at the same time as today. I need a week to render a Basilisk this big. Is there a way to enter and leave this place without you opening the doors?"
"Dobby?" I called, when Dobby popped in, I asked: "Dobby, can you bring Mr. Ivanovich here and out without passing through Hogwarts?"
"Dobby can! Mr. Ivano needs to call Dobby and Dobby will bring Mr. Ivano here," said Dobby enthusiast.
I smiled at Dobby, "The contract is signed, he may call you. You can take him outside the gate, is that alright, sir? Good, Thank you, Dobby."
When they were gone I addressed the next item: "Well, this handled the Snake, now the Horcruxes, there are two left, my scar and the locket, for the locket in need Sirius to allow me inside his house. Next Friday Gringotts will get rid of the scar. Did I miss something?"
Madam Bones sighed: "Yes, the Potter Alliance, and the fact that we let you down when you needed us. We should have prevented Dumbledore from gaining Magical Guardianship over you."
Mathias commented: "You have to understand Harry that those were hectic months, we celebrated the first few days, mourned our deaths for a month, and needed months to rebuild the damage. Every household suffered losses, the parents of Susan Bones, for example, died three weeks before the killing curse killed yours."
I said to that: "That doesn't explain the three years and two months I spent here at Hogwarts. Nobody from the Alliance said something to me about the alliance. I was dressed in rags, was skinny, and had no clue whatsoever of this world. Even Neville Longbottom, who shares my dorm didn't say a word about it."
Hermione said: "Harry, remember what we suspected? Aversion Charms, spells to ignore you, and the potions that got flushed from your body, it was no wonder nobody said a thing."
Astoria commented innocently: "You can discuss your four-way bond, Harry, that should be fun."
That little bitch! She is lucky that she is a few years too young for a spanking, but it is on her tab for sure!
I nodded and said: "Last night we bonded with Luna Lovegood. We felt a connection and tried if there was a Soulbond. We are in a four-way bond now."
Candice, who was holding hands with Tracey and Astoria looked at me and asked: "How is this going to work? The reason there are so few marriages with more than one wife is for the conflicts it brings between the wives and between the children. It is rare that it ends well."
"Maybe not in this case, Deece," said Mathias, he clarified: "Our Daphne has to carry the Greengrass name, so does Luna for the Lovegoods if I remember it right, that leaves Hermione for House Potter, the children will not fight for the inheritance, and I suspect the Soulbond prevents catfights."
Hermione said: "We will make it work, Mathias. We have Luna with us, she has Mage sight and can see the connection between us, so we don't have to force finalizing our bonds. We are not ready for that yet."
Xxxxx
They left at lunchtime, when we sat down next to Fleur, Diana Whitley and several other seventh years came to us, Diana said: "Mr. Potter, we are in your debt, the wards you made for us worked perfectly, as a result, twelve boys are now in the Hospital wing, some of them with severe injuries. We can only imagine what they were planning to do to us."
Tracey, who stood with the girls commented: "No firstborn jokes, Harry, although I am considering it now. Malfoy and Nott are two nasty pricks that couldn't keep from harassing us. We can sleep now without worrying who wants to break into our rooms at night."
"I bet Professor Sinistra would have stopped it too." I pointed out, "The days of Snape's death eater training camp are over, and Dumbledore will find out that his ruling will end soon."
Another seventh-year girl commented: "But she can not remove the threat like you did, Mr. Potter. A lot of times we could not even retaliate against them for fear they go after our families."
Diana said: "We are a bit ashamed to ask, but can you make some wards for our common room? Now that they can't enter our bedrooms we fear they will drag girls to their rooms."
Fleur gasped: "What madhouse is this? Beaubatons is warded against such things! Assault and rape is impossible at Beaubatons! And it should be impossible here to!"
I commented: "To be a Hero, you need villains, to be a great Hero you need evil villains, to be a legendary Hero, you need super evil scum. And what is a better way than to train them from a young age? Dumbledore needs bad guys or he isn't needed anymore. That is why he kept Snape around."
Slander? Libel? Truth? Does it matter? Nah, Dumbledore is out for a few weeks and I have to capitalize on it, I need these weeks to destroy his reputation with every trick in the books. And so far I am doing a good job.
After lunch, Astoria and Tracey joined our group again, both got absorbed in our little family, especially after last night. Tonks was the perfect bodyguard she faded in the background we barely noticed she was around.
Therefore when we configured the RoR to a training room, we were surprised by her voice when she shouted: "Where the bloody hell did this room come from?"
Hermione explained: "This is Rowena's Secret Chamber, Miss Tonks. Are you familiar with the TV show Star Trek?"
Tonks nodded: "Yes, Dad is a Trekkkie, what about it?"
Hermione answered: "Well, this is a Magical Holodeck, instead of programming, we imagine the room into what we want. The person that imagines the room has control over the room, and can allow others to change it too."
Luna, Astoria, and Tracey were exploring the room, Daphne went straight to the book section, and Hermione was demonstrating the limits to Tonks. I changed clothes in the locker room and started in the fitness corner, soon followed by the others. Tonks went berserk on the dueling dummies after she found out about the difficulty settings.
"Mr. Potter, do you mind if I use this room in my free time?" asked Tonks, "I was worried that being here would be a demotion for me. Without the means to train myself, I would have to start Auror training again. In this room, I can even improve my body and skills."
She did even the puppy eyes, I shrugged: "Keep this room a secret, keep it even out from your reports if you can. Call Dobby or Winky If you get wounded. They will take you to the hospital wing. Most of all, call me Harry when we are in private. Do you agree?"
"Agreed, Harry, thank you. To be honest, our parents were friends, I used to babysit you before your parents got killed," confessed Tonks.
Luna smiled: "And now you are babysitting again, it is called that by the Aurors, isn't it, Miss Tonks?"
Tonks just nodded and returned to her dummies and her newfound hobby.
Xxxxx
That evening, Astoria and Tracey wanted another slumber party, we discovered their motive when Astoria asked: "Luna? How did you see that you could form a Soulbond with Harry?"
Luna shook her head: "No, I didn't see a link at all, now I can see them between us however. I see them as silver threads."
Astoria grinned: "So… if I kiss Harry then I have a chance to Soul bond with him? Harry? Can I try it?"
I shrugged: "You realize that you have to make love to your sister to finalize that bond, do you? That means shagging all of us, me, Luna, Hermione, and your sister. Are you ready to take that step?"
Astoria back paddled: "Hmm, no, I love Daphne, but can't imagine shagging her, sorry sis. Hey! Here is a thought! Tracey, give Harry a snog! Maybe it works for you."
Tracey shook her head, "I kissed Daphne, remember? There was no bonding."
Astoria poked the fire: "Maybe it has to start with Harry? Like with Luna, let's face it Tracey, you are crushing on Daphne and Hermione, I say give it a try."
Wtf? Do I have to snog the female population just to try it out? What's wrong with that girl?
I protested: "Aren't you a bit young to worry about all that? You are in the second year, you are way too bold for a twelve-year-old."
"I am thirteen, thank you very much!" protested Astoria, "My birthday is September second. Those narrow-minded professors refused me to start a year earlier. So… Tracey? Give Harry a snog?"
Hermione said: "It can't hurt to try, can it? There was no link with Daphne, but as Astoria said, maybe it has to start with Harry."
Tracey sighed, "I know that Astoria will keep nagging about it. Harry? Can we give it a try? At least then I have bragging rights that I kissed the Boy Who Lived."
I moved closer to Tracey and gave her a good snog, nothing happened, except Little dude sprung to attention. I pulled her nightgown up and made my hand move upwards, slowly stroking her boobs. Tracey moaned when I rubbed her nipples, Daphne came closer and let her fingers go over Tracey's panty, she spread her legs a bit to allow her better access. Daphne pulled Tracey's panty down and started to work on her pussy with her fingers.
I felt hands pulling my PJ down, and Hermione's mouth on Little Dude, Luna was doing something too, but at the moment I didn't care. Hermione did a bloody good job on Little Dude, and my brain cells were down along with all my blood. After a few minutes I groaned: "Hermione, I am going to cum in a few seconds!" Tracey's "me too!" followed.
When we came back to our senses, Astoria commented: "That was so hot! How did that taste, Hermione? And Daphne, how did Tracey taste?"
Daphne answered: "Try it yourself in a few years, Tory. Harry, we need to work on our bond with Luna. Tracey, I am sorry we didn't bond, but you are always welcome in our bed, you know I love you and am sure Harry, Luna, and Hermione will too."
Astoria pouted: "Hey! What about me? I am here too you know."
"Ask again next year," answered Luna, "Fourteen years is the age of consent in our world, Harry is declared of age now that he is the head of his House. Doing something with you will get him in Azkaban. So are Hermione, Daphne, and I."
The following hours we worked on our bonds with Luna, she was smiling when we finally fell asleep.
Xxxxx
Astoria and Tracey returned to their dorm with new wardstones for the common room, Tracey understood our need to work on our bonds and said to join in the fun only on weekends. Well, it is time I get off my ass and start preparing for that dragon. I skipped most of my classes to train in the RoR to the joy of Tonks.
Hogwarts is in a power vacuum, Snape is gone, Crouch Junior is gone, Dumbledore is out for a few weeks, the Slytherin boys are afraid to even touch a girl, the youngest Weasleys are afraid to be squibbed if they use their love potions, I have three girls in my bed every night, I actually enjoyed my time here.
Fleur became good friends with Tonks, they had common interests and common boy trouble, Tonks used her puppy eyes again to let Fleur use the RoR with her.
I sighed: "A vow to keep it a secret Fleur, and Tonks will show you where she is training."
Fleur was hooked, she improved her skills so much that I became afraid of losing the Tournament… Nah, I don't give a shit about that Tournament, and I loved to watch them train in those tight outfits. Hey! I am allowed to enjoy eye candy, and those two are looking smoking hot. My girls too, but you know the saying the grass is greener on the other side? Well, it's true. It is why I got a divorce in the first place.
Xxxxx
On Friday, the Goblins removed Tommy from my scar, it hurt like a bitch, and I screamed like a gir… man. The good news? My emancipation is official now, the week to object to my emancipation has passed.
So here stands Lord Potter! A proud member of the Wizarding world! No more the Boy Who Lived, no sir, it is the Lord Who Rules! The Master of Dead! Crap, I better not claim that can of worms. Merlin knows what that will bring, I have enough problems with ROB as it is. And this Fan Fiction doesn't have Lords. It sucks.
Sunday morning, the Quibbler reported on the events in the Chamber of Secrets including the pictures Luna took from us with the snake. Xeno-in-law showed his love for his little girl with the picture of Luna and the Basilisk twice as big as ours. Meh, parental love can not be debated.
Dad Greengrass-in-law leaked my Basilisk kill to the Daily Bullshit, he even showed the memory.
On Monday their headline screamed:
HOGWARTS IS A BREEDING GROUND FOR MONSTERS!
Dear readers! A concerned parent showed us the memories he obtained of our very own Boy Who Lived! We all heard some rumors of the Heir of Slytherin on the loose last year in springtime and discarded them as nonsense. Those memories proved the opposite, the first memory showed our Boy Who Lived and a friend investigating what was causing students to be petrified, some idiot told them to follow the spiders, who were fleeing the castle.
Dear readers! What followed was a horror tale! They actually entered an enormous Acromantula lair! The patriarch even developed intelligence and spoke! They only got that after twenty-five years of their life. The patriarch, called Aragog told them about an enemy lurking below the castle but didn't name it. Here was where it went wrong, both boys wanted to leave, but Aragog told them that he could not deny his children fresh food that walked into their nest. What followed was a nightmare to watch! Both boys ran for their lives, casting spells left and right in an effort to escape, hunted by Acromantula as big as horses!
They were saved by a horseless carriage, the same one that was spotted flying over the country, and escaped mostly unharmed.
Dear readers! That Acromantula colony is located not two miles from the castle in the Forbidden Forest! Why is it there in the first place? Dumbledore must have known about it because Aragog knew the gamekeeper. This memory will cause me to have nightmares, Merlin knows what those boys will dream about.
Dear readers, if you think an Acromantula colony is bad, wait until you read what was lurking in the bowels of Hogwarts! When our national Hero found out that the sister of his friend was taken into the Chamber of Secrets, yes it exists, our Hero went after her with his friend and the Dada professor Gilderoy Lockhart.
We found out what happened to that famous author, why he lost his mind. It turns out that Lockhart didn't do all those battles he claimed in his best-selling books, no, he interviewed the Wizards and witches who did and obliviated them, then he wrote the story as if he was the hero.
Too bad for him that he tried to obliviate our Hero with a malfunctioning wand and it backfired.
That spell caused a cave-in and our Hero had to face the monster alone. Then, dear readers, we witnessed a second nightmare, one of the worst kind! We learned one of the darkest secrets of the Dark Lord You Know Who!
Our Hero entered the Chamber of Secrets and saw the girl unconscious on the floor, with a transparent figure standing aside, slowly getting more solid. What followed was a bone-chilling conversation. The girl was possessed by a cursed diary she was tricked to write in, she literary pored her soul in that diary and got possessed by the spirit that lurked in that book.
That spirit, dear readers was from You Know Who! When he attended Hogwarts, he cursed that Diary, a compulsion charm to write in it sealed that poor girl's fate! In the conversation between that spirit and our Hero, we found out the real name of You Know Who! It is an anagram of his real name I AM Vol….T translates to TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE!
The parent that provided the memory commented that the man was the grandchild of the last Head of House Gaunt. Marvolo Gaunt's daughter was the squib Merope who with the help of a love potion eloped with a muggle man named Tom Riddle. That made us speechless! The fighter for Pureblood rights, the man that slaughtered muggles and Muggleborns by the hundreds was a muggle born himself!
The parent explained: "Children born by love potioning are known for having emotional problems. It is well documented that most of those children turn into criminals and cold-blooded killers."
Tom Riddle proved to be a cold-blooded killer when he called the monster out. If you look at the pictures you see that the monster was an enormous Basilisk! And Tom was controlling it by hissing at it in Parseltongue. The fight that followed was horrifying! Our Hero was chased by an eighty-foot-long Basilisk!
What puzzled us was that Dumbledore's Phoenix appeared with the sorting hat in its claws. The phoenix dropped the hat on our Hero and picked the eyes out of the Basilisk. The next puzzling event was that our Hero Harry Potter drew the sword of Gryffindor out of the hat!
Blinded by the Phoenix, our Hero took a stand and stabbed the Basilisk in his brain through the mouth. Through that action, our Hero Harry Potter got pierced by a Basilisk fang in his arm, luckily the Phoenix saved our Hero by shedding tears in the wound. With a last Heroic act, Harry stabbed the cursed diary with the broken Basilisk fang and broke the spell on it.
Dear readers, never in my life was I so scared as in those memories. Knowing that our Boy who Lived wasn't even thirteen years old made it worse. This raised several questions, Why is there a colony of man-eating Acromantula in the forest? Not two miles from school? Is the headmaster insane?
Then the Chamber of Secrets, if two boys can find it, why couldn't the teaching staff? Worse! Why in Merlin's name did Dumbledore send his Phoenix but did not come along? He is traveling all over the world with that bird, but he sent the sorting hat? Why? Is Dumbledore a coward?
The concerned parent reported that students were petrified by the Basilisk, some of them were in the hospital wing for more than six months! Because Dumbledore refused to buy Mandrakes for the revival potion and preferred to wait for Hogwarts Mandrakes to mature.
Dear readers, something isn't right in Hogwarts. This is not the way a school is supposed to be, our children are in mortal danger just by being there. We can only imagine the emotional damage it caused to our Hero. The question is, who is going to fix this mess?
Your reporter,
Mouth B. Labber
Rubeus Hagrid, destroyer of wildlife? Evil? Stupid? More on page 8
The appetite of Acromantula and what they are feeding on, more on page 9
Who authorized the colony? Suspects named on page 9
Acromantula silk in today's fashion, more on pages 6-7- and 8
Killing a 1000-year-old Basilisk single-handed, deserves it an Order of Merlin First class? More on page 2
Dumbledore, senile, fool, or hidden Dark Lord? More on page 3
Does Dumbledore use school funding to buy new robes? His crimes against good taste are explained on page 3
Board of Governors are there for the students or to fill their pockets? More on page 3
How competent does a Hogwarts teacher need to be? More on page 3
Are Lockhart's beauty care products in danger? More on pages 4 and 5
Xxxxx
Fleur looked swooning at me, smiled at me, and said: "Oh! My Hero! If you weren't already swamped with girls I would throw myself to you. But seriously? I would go to Beaubatons next year, I will start tutoring from now on."
Luna said: "You are always welcome in our bed, Fleur, I bet you can teach us a lot."
Fleur smiled at Luna: "I might do that someday, it is an honor to be invited into a soul-bonded relationship."
Most Ravenclaws and a part of Hufflepuffs choked on their food. More so as Tracey heard Fleur and told her when she sat next to her: "You must do that, Fleur, it is entertaining too, we did a truth or dare last time, it was loads of fun."
The doors of the great hall slammed open and three Aurors walked in, I looked at Tonks and asked: "Is slamming the doors open an Aurors thing? A special move? A statement?"
Tonks shrugged: "It is a tradition, see it as a rite of passage, by slamming the doors of the Great Hall they announce that they passed being students and are now part of the ruling class."
Fleur asked: "Really?"
Tonks grinned: "No, we do that for the heck of it, but we explain it that way."
We got new Dada professors, Professor Hammer, and cadets Wood and Nail, why Madam Bones thought that sending those three was a good idea I don't know but they opened themselves up to a lot of name jokes, Hammering a Nail into Wood is one of the lame ones. They are good teachers though.
Xxxxx
The weighing of the wand was hilarious, instead of Skeeter, we got crowded by international press, they were all curious about the Acromantula and the Basilisk. I was happy to get my Pensive out and gave them a front-row seat. The session with Sirius in the shack was popular too, and to fuck Malfoy over, freeing Dobby, so they know where the diary came from.
Nobody was interested in what Olivander had to say about wands. The naffer left halfway with a huff. I asked Cedric: "So, Cedric, you polish your wand regularly? I thought you dated Cho? I mean if she needs to stay pure there are other things you can do."
Cedric groaned: "Merlin's saggy balls! I said that in front of a bunch of international reporters? The puffs are going to tease me about it for years!"
Krum nodded: "Da, I made the same mistake with my broomstick. Father is still laughing about it sometimes."
Fleur commented: "With me is it when they ask if I use my wand a lot. As if I would use a small stick for it, we have life-sized dildos in our conclave for that purpose."
I shrugged: "I have three bond mates."
That got all three staring daggers at me, Fleur said: "It is impolite to brag when we are complaining about it, Harry. You have to complain too, or look at us with compassion."
The days after the weighing of the wands, the papers from all around the world made firewood of Hogwarts and Dumbledore's reputation. The poor bloke could not defend himself, he still had a week to go in St. Mungo's, Kitty was taking the heat in his stead. We used ear mufflers at breakfast to endure the howlers, twenty-six students relocated to other schools, and the Board of Governors was chewing her out.
Do I pity her? Nah, she had it coming, the bitch dumped me at the Dursleys and didn't look back for a second.
Xxxxx
On an evening, I took Fleur for a stroll through the Forbidden Forest, she said: "Harry, I hope you are not going to introduce me to Aragog."
I gave her a one-arm hug and answered: "Nope, I want you to meet four Mothers, they are a bit angry now, I would be angry too, relocating expecting mothers makes them cranky."
We must have passed a sound barrier because the roars are deafening. Shit! Those things are HUGE!
25 The Task
Fleur swore: "Mon Dieu Pan! Those bastards told us those tasks won't be as dangerous anymore, did they lose their minds?"
I answered: "You have to have a mind to be able to lose it, Fleur. 1000 Galleons and Eternal Glory that only last for a year or two. But… they will like it when we die or get maimed, that increases the drama factor you know."
I heard Tonks swear behind me, "Morgana's saggy tits! I am going to have a talk with Charley bloody Weasley."
Four massive dragons were in big cages and they were letting it know they were not happy at all. The Horntail was almost double in size than the other three and twice as mean. Somehow I know I end up with that monster, I think there must be a spell for that to happen.
Fleur held my arm in a death grip, "What do we have to do with those Dragons, Harry? They have eggs! They are ten times as dangerous if they have to protect their clutch!"
I shrugged: "I guess they will probably put something with the eggs that we have to steal?" I added, "I am going to search for spells that I can do from a distance, with my bad luck I will end up with that big nasty one."
Why I am here with Fleur? Hagrid didn't get his date with Madame Maxime after he got chewed out by Madam Bones for Aragog and his screwts. The only reason he still got his job was the Tournament, and they didn't find a replacement. I bet McGonagall didn't search for them that hard. Anyway, I thought to score some points with the Veela, she would have found out about it anyway, now she owes me a favor.
On the way back, we spotted Karakof, I said: "I'll tell Cedric about them tomorrow, then we are on equal ground."
Fleur hung on my arm and said: "Yes we better warn Cedric, I am still trying to calm down after seeing those beasts. Can I come over to your quarters for a bit? I don't want to be alone in my room, and my classmates are jealous bitches, I bet they hope I will get burned or eaten."
"Winky? Ah, can you pop us into my quarters please?" Elf transport is the best, Winky dropped us in the middle of our common room. I bet Tonks is cursing us for leaving her behind, meh, she can ask Winky to.
Xxxxx
"Dobby, four butter beers and something stronger for Fleur, please. We confirmed it," I said, "There are four nesting dragons in the forest, a Swedish Shortsnout, a Green Welsh, a Chinese Fireball, and a Hungarian Horntail. That last one is a bitch."
Hermione and Daphne accepted the news, while Luna was shocked, she shouted: "They want to kill Harry? How can Harry fight these? I will…"
I hugged her to calm her down: "Easy, Honey, we have a whole week to plan for it. In fact, I already have some ideas to get passed them."
Fleur got curious: "Already? I was thinking of using my Veela abilities, what are you planning to use?"
Hermione commented: "Probably out flying that dragon."
I shook my head and said: "No, that would be something a death eater would want me to do, my guess is that we have to steal something from the nest. I can for example put a sticking charm on a pebble, connect it to the object and Accio it to me, or do a leviosa, which are two first-year spells, that will get their knickers in a twist."
Fleur swore: "That will actually work, Harry! That object will be protected against summoning, sticking something to it and summoning that… genius!"
Not exactly genius, I stole it from Fan Fiction, there was so much to choose from, feeding it potions, freezing it, drowning, lightning you name it and that poor dragon got it. I intend to honor Sinyk and do it his way.
Fleur continued: "I plan to show my Veela powers and sing it to sleep, that will impress the judges, dragons are resistant to Magic."
I commented: "There is one big flaw in that plan, Fleur, that is the people watching you do that. No doubt Bagman will comment, do you think he will keep his mouth shut? Or that the public will keep quiet? What will happen when the dragon wakes up from the noise and you are in her range?"
Daphne nodded: "That is a possibility, Fleur. To solve that you can erect a one-way sound barrier first. The kind parents use in their bedroom, so their children won't wake up when they… you know."
Hermione added: "To be safe, make your clothing fireproof." hey! I kind of enjoyed that view!… ok the memory this Harry has from that.
Luna smiled: "Make sure the one way is to the right side, Daddy made that mistake, I learned a lot of words that month before they noticed that mistake."
Fleur asked: "How did they find out Luna?"
Luna shrugged: "When I swore 'Bugger me'. Daddy slept on the couch for a week. Mum was infected with blubbering Humdingers for days."
We didn't notice that Dobby kept our drinks full until Fleur started talking with a slur. She was quite tipsy already and became touchy-feely with Hermione and Daphne, who were sitting next to her.
I stopped her: "Fleur? It is after curfew, do you want Winky to put you in your room?"
Fleur shook her head: "No, Harry, our carriage is warded against other elves, can I sleep here? They will notice that I had alcohol and nag or mock me about it."
Hermione answered: "You can sleep here whenever you want, Fleur. You are our friend."
Xxxxx
Well, a drunk Fleur is a horny Fleur. She appeared butt naked at our bed and slipped under the covers, she snuggled up against Hermione and started to wriggle her hands under her nightgown to explore the goods. Luna stopped me from interrupting by putting her hand on my mouth.
She said: "Let Fleur blow off some steam, Harry, she is lonely, Veela are not well looked on by Witches because of the allure, and Hermione needs to relax more, she is too uptight. We will join in after they are done the first time."
Once they got down from their first top, we spoiled Fleur with a four on one, my Parseltongue was driving Fleur mad, her orgasm lasted for minutes while my tongue worked on her pussy. I didn't shag her though, I promised that the girls to have our first time together. I did avoid kissing Fleur, you never know what comes from that. Our Soul bond relationship evolved from kissing and wandering hands to hand and blow jobs, Fleur was a happy addition, so was Tracey on the weekends.
No comments! The girls let them join, and as long as our bonds progress positively, it is not harmful to our relationship, we have Luna to keep us progressing. I am glad Tonks doesn't bother us in our quarters, she spends more time in the RoR than she is following me. The worst treats are being dealt with anyway. Joining us in bed is a no-go either, she is on duty 24/7. Too bad, she has a nice ass.
The next morning we ate breakfast in our quarters, I asked: "What do we do with Dumbledore? He will be fully recovered or almost recovered by now. Do we let him return or do I have to get rid of him?"
Daphne asked puzzled: "How are you getting rid of Dumbledore? He has a lot of power, political and Magical."
I smiled: "Remember Grindelwald? The one Dumbledore vanquished? Well, he is very much alive, Dumbledore stashed him in Nurmengard and locked him up there, hidden in a cell and cared for by some elves. Harboring a Dark Lord is a capital crime, harboring him for fifty years will get him killed."
It was in Sinyk's Fan Fic, I only have to tattle on him and the ICW will be all over his case…
"Fleur? Is your Father someone important in France?"
"Yes, Papa is head of the Aurors in our Ministry…" Fleur gasped, "You want Papa to expose Dumbledore? Are you certain your information is true, Harry?" asked Fleur.
"I am, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were lovers once," I said, "Dumbledore didn't want to kill his former lover and locked him up. By doing that he broke an international law. Let your Father take the credit, it will give our Ministry a black eye. You better let Dobby or Winky send that letter away. Our owls are being tampered with, oh! And warn them about his Phoenix."
At lunch, I placed myself next to Cedric and said: "Ced, take Cho for a romantic walk into the Forbidden Forest. I recommend you take the path that starts at greenhouse six, there is a clearing a mile in that has some interesting Creatures, I bet that you will meet one of them on your first task."
Cedric asked: "Will it be romantic or scary, Harry,?"
I shrugged: "Either way is fine to get lucky, Cedric. Muggles take their girlfriends to Horror movies all the time just for that… Movies are like a big painting that shows a story for one to two hours."
What else can I wreck… Miley… her other song was nice too, I wonder how she managed to keep her tits out of the picture… Ah, those are the mysteries of life. The things she did with that rubber band… A mystery indeed.
The next morning we saw a smiling Cho sitting next to Cedric, who was between freaking out about a dragon and having the afterglow from a four-hour shag.
Xxxxx
The Daily Butt Wiper headlined:
Dumbledore was arrested by the ICW for harboring a Dark Lord!
Dear Readers, our reporter was in St. Mungo's for a visit and witnessed Aurors of the ICW arresting Dumbledore. Dumbledore just recovered from the backlash he got from invading our Boy Who Lived mind. When everyone protested, they showed the arrest warrant that claimed Dumbledore broke several international laws and was taken for questioning and trial.
When a brave man stood in front of them and demanded to know the reason for the arrest, the Auror responded: "By harboring a Dark Lord for fifty years."
That stunned us, Dear Readers, fifty years ago there was only one Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald! He is supposed to be dead! Dumbledore killed him!
So why is Dumbledore arrested for harboring a Dark Lord? It doesn't make sense!
We will surely investigate this deeply, we were barely in time to include this report in today's Newspaper. We will know more tomorrow!
Your fateful Reporter
Labber Mouth B.
More on Dumbledore in tomorrow's edition.
Xxxxx
Another article on the second page announced Sirius' trial on the last Wizengamot of the year. Sirius turned himself in to Madam Bones, who after interrogating him put him on house arrest at Bones Manor. Good for Padfoot!
Hmm, I might as well get rid of the last one.
Later that day, Madam Bones got a letter from me.
Dear Madam Bones,
Might I suggest you take your dog for a walk in London to Grimmauld Place 12 and let that dog command the elf to tell Master Reggie's tale about a locket.
That will help in the fight against that maniac. The only downside from that is that the Mark will disappear once that last one is dealt with.
A suggestion is to let real imperio'd victims swear an oath that they never did those crimes out of their free will in the Wizengamot, and demand that the Wizengamot members who claimed that do the same oath. Refusing that oath can give you the right to arrest them.
While you are walking that dog in London, pay a visit to Gringotts, I bet the Black accounts can use a Sirius audit.
Best regards,
The Boy Who Hopes To Be Alive After November 24
That will be enough on my part, if they don't manage to clean their mess with this, then I might as well move to Beaubatons.
Xxxxx
The day has arrived, the girls are nervous wrecks, I am a nervous wreck, you would be too if you saw the size of that dragon. Did I mention Dragon? Because that dragon from the Potter movie didn't come even close to how scary a real one is. Sitting on a wooden broom in front of a fire-spitting DRAGON is insane! How I survived that is still a mystery to me.
I can say I look dashing in my outfit, made from Basilisk skin, with extra pockets, those are important you know, you never have enough pockets when you go to war. Okay, pockets with an extension Charm are overkill, I could put Hogwarts Library in them and still have room to spare. Hermione can be scary when she is on a mission.
I hinted to Cedric that a single Labrador is not enough diversion and better opt for a pack of wolves. For Krum, I discussed the effects of blinding charms with Fleur when he could hear us. Does he listen? Do I care?
We gathered in the tent to get our dragons sorted, and behold! I got the bloody Horntail. Those naffers from upstairs rigged the selection, no doubt to entertain ROB. With Madam Bones on the stands, Rita didn't show, not even as a beetle.
The rest was pretty much as in Canon, only Cedric didn't get burned, he used a pack of wolves and got a lot of points for it. Fleur didn't show her ass to the public, she put the public to sleep along with her Dragon, nobody saw how she got the egg, who knew that a sonorous to her voice could do that. The Fireball still stamped on her eggs, Krum didn't listen or didn't want to listen to us. Fuck him.
My turn came up, I entered the arena and faced my Dragon. I say it again: HUGE! Well, I might as well get started, I conjured a roll of fabric, fireproofed and coated it with a thick liquid, then I enlarged the fabric and winded it around the Horntail's head, then I canceled the enlargement to shrink it tight. Chains around her legs kept her in place. Just like Sinyk wrote in his Fan Fiction, all I had to do was wait…
Crap! Those Dragons are like Crocs! They can hold their breath for an hour! OK… a cable around her neck and cut the bloodstream to the brain… Fine! I'll remove the fucking head! Oops, not the best solution, the whole arena got sprayed with blood. Quickly I bound her neck to keep the blood from spilling.
The crowd was silent and in shock, it was a spectacle, to say the least, I stood before a HUGE dead Dragon, covered in blood. I raised my voice: "I hereby claim the Carcass of this Dragon by the international laws of the ICW. So Mote It Be!"
That woke them up, McGonagall, who replaced Dumbledore as the Judge chided me: "Mr. Potter, killing that Dragon, was that necessary? You were told to get the egg not to kill the Dragon!"
I Sonorused my voice: "All I was told was to get the egg, McGonagall, not how to get it or that I had to keep her alive. Well, I got the egg right here, and since I killed that Dragon out of the preserve and in the proximity of children, I can and have claimed the carcass as my bounty. I never wanted to be in this Tournament, and I will do everything to survive it, killing Dragons included. Might I remind you that awarding or deducting points unfairly can be challenged at the Goblet? Mr. Ivanovich? She is all yours."
Gregor Ivanovich came from the tribune and commented: "Too bad you spilled so much blood, Mr. Potter, I can collect it, but with a reduced quality. It will take a few days, but I came prepared."
When I left the arena I passed Charley Weasley, I stopped and said to him: "You knew that I had to face them, your family knew you were coming to Hogwarts, and nobody warned me. No, Charley Weasley, showing those dragons four days before the task is not a warning at all, it is showing me how I will die. Fuck You, Charley."
No matter what you say, they could have told me the day after my name came out that Goblet, they knew Charley would be at Hogwarts and that it would be exciting. Maybe Charley was banned from warning me, the rest of the adult Weasleys were not. Three weeks more to prepare for the task is the difference between life and death. The naffer had the decency to blush.
In the tent I had to ward Pomfrey off: "I don't have an injury, nurse Pomfrey, if you wanted to provide medical care then you should have called a healer from St. Mungo's."
That shut her up, I know, in a lot of Fan Fiction she is a qualified Healer, but not in this one though. Here she is a skilled nurse who dances to Dumbledore's tunes.
My girls came rushing in, Luna didn't care for the blood on my body and hugged me close: "That was very scary, Harry, and messy."
Hermione asked: "Why did you cut her head off, Harry? You told me you were going to suffocate her. What changed?"
I shrugged: "I forgot they are reptilians, Crocodiles can hold their breath for an hour, some species even close to two hours, I could not hold those chains that long so I had to do some drastic measures."
Tonks commented: "By doing so you scared everyone out of their pants, Dragon Slayer, or do you prefer Basilisk Slayer?"
"Tonks, they all wear robes, only the muggle-borns wear pants underneath." I commented, and grinned when I continued, "Either Dragon Slayer or Basilisk Slayer is fine by me as long as they leave me alone."
The aftermath was divided, half called me Dragon Slayer, the other half called me the Cruel Butcher. My comment? "Try doing it for yourself before you criticize me. I am fourteen years old, and this was the only way for me to survive this. If you want to blame someone, blame the idiots that revived this Tournament, or the ones that designed the tasks."
Cedric was in the lead with 36 points, Fleur second with 35, Krum lost points with the crushed eggs and came on 32 points, I got 28 points. I could call on the Goblet, but I don't care about winning at all.
Xxxxx
The Dance! I could not escape it, girls like this stuff, and I have to perform. The shopping trip to Harrods for the dresses was a nightmare until they came to the lingerie department. Say what you want, if you wrap a present in beautiful paper with a nice bow around has more value than when you wrap it in an old newspaper. So is it with Lingerie, Victoria's Secret's success confirms my statement. Showing it to me was the icing on the cake. It made me survive the shopping trip.
Dancing however… even with the guidance of my girls, Tracey, Fleur, Tonks, even with Astoria included was a disaster. Their Cushion Charms are perfect now, On the evening before the dance they said I am passable.
Flitwick, the new Deputy Headmaster protested when I arrived with three dates, I shut him up with: "They are equally important to me, Professor, are you forcing me to pick a favorite? Are you trying to sow discord in my house? I didn't think so too. And for your information, none of my girls will go down in that lake, I will kill anyone that will try to do so."
Flitwick frowned: "I don't like to be threatened, Mr. Potter."
I shrugged: "I am not threatening you, Professor, I am threatening the ones that will try to abduct one of my wives. Putting humans in a lake in the middle of winter is criminal."
When we sat on the Champions table, Fleur asked: "What was that all about, Harry? Is it the second task?"
I nodded and answered: "Yes, if you open that egg underwater, you will hear a rhyme that you have an hour to get what you will dearly miss. Only the What is the Who you will miss. Imagine that they will put your favorite dress in the lake, will you be worried? Now imagine they put your sister down there, you will do everything possible to get her out aren't you?"
Is this cheating? Nah, we have to do our best to complete the tasks, telling them what the tasks are to the other Champions is not prohibited. Fleur will make sure her sister will be nowhere near that lake that day.
Fleur swore: "Papa would never allow for Gabrielle to be used that way, she is only nine years old, and Veela are Fire Magicals, being in the water is our weakness."
Cedric asked: "You solved the Egg already, Harry? Are you sure a hostage will be taken?"
"They select your date of this ball or a close relative if this date is a one-time deal." I answered, "So expect to find Cho in the mermaid village, tied to a pole."
Krum's date, a pretty girl from Beaubatons paled, the thrill of being his date disappeared, what was left was fear, I bet her granny will get sick a few days before the task.
We had a good time at the dance, the Cushion Charms were doing overtime, but we had fun. Tracey got a few turns with me too, so was Fleur. Astoria was too young to attend and went home pouting.
Fleur whispered: "You will be rewarded, Harry, Gabrielle means the world to me, once you complete your bond, I will ask your wives for permission to give that reward."
Crap, now I have to dance the rest of the ball with a boner.
Xxxxx
We visited the in-laws the day after, starting with the Grangers. It was a bit awkward at the beginning, but once Antony Granger got his 'don't hurt my little girl or else' out of his system we had a good time.
Daphne and Luna stepped into a whole new world, they didn't pay attention to the technology at Harrods, being focused on clothes put blinders on women. Yes, don't deny it, ladies, it is evolutionary, females from the homo sapience race use clothes to make themselves more desirable to the opposite sex. As I said, a nice wrapping puts more value to what is in it. It is the same for the guys, they have to show off what they have, like a car, or a big house… good looks, a nice voice, strong, smart… I wonder how I ever got a wife, I had none of the above.
Where was I? Ah, explaining a TV to Daphne and Luna was fun, showing that a radio can receive hundreds of stations instead of one was a blow to the Magical world, the telephone puzzled them knowing you can talk with everyone around the globe without going on your knees and your head in the fireplace. When Dad Granger demonstrated the Home computer and its abilities, Luna wanted to move in.
I comforted her: "We will get all of those at our home, Luna. When we are at that, the computers will be stronger and faster, the telephones will be so small they will fit in our pocket, and you can video call with anyone in the world."
Next year Windows 95 will launch and dominate the market for a few decades. I already invested my money, and tipped Dad Granger on it, this way I will be the perfect son-in-law. Now I am the dude that dragged his little girl into a hippy community. We slept in one bed after we enlarged it, but didn't do anything fancy after I witnessed Dad Granger cleaning his hunting rifle.
Xxxxx
Greengrass Manor was big, Dad Mathias and Mum Candice welcomed us at the door, after the hugs, Dad said: "Come in, we have lunch ready, we need to settle some business."
Astoria hugged me and said: "I have a stack of books that needs your signature, Harry. You will have to sign them all before you walk out that door or prepare to get hurt."
"Well hello to you too, Tory, how was our ball you ask? We had a lot of fun, we wished you were there." I said.
Astoria pouted: "Hello Harry, how was your Ball? Did you have fun? Now sign my books!"
I whispered in her ear: "Careful, little sis, or I will spank you."
She gasped: "You wouldn't dare! And besides, I am your only sister-in-law, you have to spoil me! It is in the rule books!"
No, it isn't! That is how I got my divorce! Not that it will happen here, she joined us several times in our bed to play games… the innocent ones, I am not ready for Azkaban. Fleur and Tracey were regular visitors too, board games, card games, explaining the normal world to the purebloods, explaining the Wizarding world to me and Hermione, we had fun.
The girls had a slumber party at the Greengrasses, with Tracey and Astoria, Millicent and Pansy came too, even some classmates of Astoria. Most of our year remained in Hogwarts after the Ball. While I was reading a book in my bed, the girls were having fun in Daphne's room.
That was until they started a truth or dare. It started with Millicent, she knocked on my door and came in when I called to come in, she blushed and said: "Mr. Potter, they told me to kiss you on a dare."
"A kiss?" I asked, "What kind of kiss?"
She sighed with a blush: "On the lips with tongue they said."
"Who are 'They'?" I asked
"Tracey did, and Hermione, Daphne, and Luna said it was ok." she softly said.
I stood up and approached her: "I understand, you can kiss me if you want, and understand if you don't do it. Either way, it is your decision."
She grabbed me and snogged my tonsils out for more than a minute. Surprised at first, I held her close and let my hands wander a bit.
She released me and softly said: "Thank you for those wards in our dorm, those boys started to sexually harass us from our third year on. We couldn't sleep without worrying who was trying to break into our room."
"It was a nice kiss, Miss Bulstrode, you know, after a kiss like that you can call me Harry."
"Milli for you, Harry. I enjoyed that kiss. I better go back before they think we did more than kissing." she joked.
Ten minutes later, Astoria came in. I asked: "Will it put me in Azkaban, Tory?"
She shrugged: "I doubt it, the wards will alert Daddy if you do something I don't want."
I grumbled: "I am worried about the things you Do want, Tory. What is your dare?"
She climbed on the bed and straddled me: "A snog, and before you ask, Daphne said it was ok for once."
I gave her a quick snog and slapped her rear: "Now, get back before your dad gets here and curses me into next year." giggling she left.
Hermione came in after, I asked: "A snog?" She shook her head: "Nope, a blow job."
I grinned: "Now we are at the good stuff, go ahead love."
That is so much better, Hermione went back with the proof in her mouth, I enjoyed that dare very much more than the snogs.
A bit later Pansy came in and looked at my crotch, I asked: "You are not here for a blow job, are you?"
She nodded: "Daphne dared me, I have to do a hand job or a blow job, either way, I have to show the proof."
"So Daphne dared you? What do You want, Miss Parkinson?" I have to ask Daphne why she dared Pansy to do that.
"I asked Daphne for it," answered Pansy, "The upper years told us to thank you for those wards, I want to thank you for that. Giving a blow job is the least I can do, I was forced to do them many times, now I am happy to give you one."
And there is my answer, Death Eater Boot Camp, how to be a scumbag in seven easy steps. Pansy left my room with a handful of evidence.
Five minutes later Daphne came in and laid next to me, she explained: "Milli and Pansy asked me for it. They wanted to thank you for those wards, you can not imagine what those wards mean for us girls. If you are not from a powerful House, you will be treated as a whore, many girls quit school after their OWLs for that. Slytherins are not used to getting something for free, this way they feel you got something in return." She kissed me and added: "So no, we won't pass you around to other girls. This was a one-time deal in the name of Slytherin House. Fleur and Tracey are the only exceptions. Are you mad at me?"
I hugged her: "No, I understand now. You can go back, but keep Astoria's classmates away from me."
Xxxxx
The Rookery was something special, Xeno Dad was on a field trip, so we got the place to ourselves, Luna's room was nice, although some of her wall paintings were a bit troubling, Hermione and me on the back of a dragon with a blurry third person, a small cottage at the sea, me and Hermione in front of that tent, Hogwarts with giants, werewolves, and spiders in front of it. Those paintings shocked us.
Hermione hugged Luna and softly said: "That happened once, Luna, it will never happen again. Our future changed."
Luna sighed: "That is good, I wasn't looking forward to that future."
Later that evening we discussed the Slytherins and their mentality.
"I blame Dumbledore for it," I said, "He allowed them too much and didn't punish their crimes, Snape was raised with that mentality and added to it."
Daphne commented: "The girls talked to Sinistra about it, she promised us to change that policy, McGonagall is obstructing it by following Dumbledore's example."
Luna said: "Tomorrow is the Wizengamot, you can start the change there."
Xxxxx
All dressed up, Mathias Greengrass guided me into the Wizengamot. It is time to kick some ass.