Chapter 572 - Ch: 7-9

7 The Train ride.

Daphne said, "We all will be happy to sit on the train. Harry, we have to keep the contract ruse up until Sirius Black is free and has his Lordship. That can take a month, maybe two."

I shrugged, "I don't mind, Daphne, being your and Tracey's Fiancée is fun, I get to compliment you, and take you for walks, holding hands. Every boy is jealous of me. I bagged two of the most beautiful girls in school. It got worse! Potter has seven gorgeous girls around him! We want to kill him!"

I grinned, "And to get them, all I had to do was to look up their skirts. Ah, Fate is a fickle Deity."

Hermione said, "I want to get rid of those trackers and listening spells, they are driving me mad."

I patted her leg, "We remove the last ones when we are on the train, Honey. I am off to bed. Good night, everyone."

Xxxxx

Luna wanted the last one to count. I was spooning her when she woke me up, "Harry, can you help me? Just this once?"

Yeah, not going to happen, Luna. She has to wait a year for that kind of action. It is enough that I have an arm around her and am spooning her. A few minutes later, I whispered, "I'm still here, my future wife. You foresaw it, didn't you? That is why you are in my bed and are coming with us to that beach. Do I have to claim you now, or in a few years?"

Luna moaned, "I became your wife the moment that spell was removed, Hubby. We will make it official in a few years. There is much to do. Morgana! This feels so good."

Xxxxx

We eventually got to breakfast. Dobby and Bonny packed all our stuff and shrunk it. On the carriage ride to the train, Hermione said, "Those Thestrals are strange horses, they look creepy, and yet they did not mind Luna patting them."

Susan said, "I'd rather not see them. I don't want someone to die so that I can see them."

Our compartment was full: Hermione, Luna, Daphne, Tracey, and… Ron. He must have reflected on what I said to him, because he was almost civil to Daphne, and nearly got into a fight when Tracey called the Harpies ten times better than the Cannons. That started a Quidditch discussion until we silenced them half an hour later.

Hermione and I began to remove all the spells, starting from the stuff from our trunks. I got an almost brand-new one from the room of lost things. Not a flashy one, a two-compartment trunk with anti-theft safety lock, shrink and featherweight included.

Hermione was grumbling, her trunk and contents were riddled with spells, which bordered on being ridiculous. She moved them all to a shoe when she was in the RoR and threw it out the window, then she did a last search. I mean, how many listening charms does a man need to hear her talk? I already destroyed my old clothes in an iron bin with an Incendo.

The Weasleys were not happy. We taught our detection spell to the Twins, and they lit up like a Christmas tree. Worse, Ginny and Ron had a nasty spell on them, and when they checked them on the train, that spell was gone! So were their spells. That proved to them that they are puppets, fools that are allowed to play the clowns until he said stop. The Twins don't think Hogwarts is a fun place anymore.

Percy had it bad, his mind was also altered. The Twins taught him the spells. This time, his mind-altering spell was not removed. As an adult, Arthur would overlook checking him. It can be used as proof when they let Bill examine it. Maybe Percy will lose his stick up his ass.

I sat back down, with my trunk in my pocket, "All done! Dumbledore has to find another toy to play with. Sorry for ignoring you, my Beloved Fiancées, but this had to be done. Are your plans for the summer still the same?"

Daphne smiled, "They are, dear. Our parents need to get Sirius Black exonerated, then Tracey will follow the World Championship, while I am visiting family in Denmark. Are you still planning that trip to the beach with Hermione's parents?"

I glanced at Ron and answered, "Yes, we travel to Greece. We stay in a hotel on Lesbos. But we will make daily trips. We will be visiting your parents, of course. I can not neglect my future in-laws."

Ron giggled, "Lesbos, what a name for a Hotel."

He clearly didn't listen, but it is enough for Dumbledore to take a trip to Greece to look for us. Half an hour later, Lavender dragged Ron to their compartment for some extra instructions, although with Molly feeding the pig, he will relapse in no time.

I asked Daphne, "What is the situation in Slytherin? That bastard Flint finally graduated, won't that calm the violence?"

Daphne shrugged, "There is always another lowlife that takes his place. Snape encouraged it, although his influence diminished, now that everyone knows he is a Muggleborn. The purebloods are taking their distance, especially after you spread the rumor that Snape is training them on Dumbledore's orders."

I chuckled, "Did you know Snape is the Ferret's Godfather? Snape and Malfoy Senior go back all the way to the good old Death Eater days." I clapped my hands and proclaimed, "Enough about those fools, tell me about your relatives."

Soon, every girl was telling me about the pedigrees and who the crazy Aunts and Uncles were. Hermione told us about her bitchy cousins, Luna about the searches for the Crumpled Horned Snorkack.

Luna gasped, "Now I remember! When I was five, I walked in on my parents and asked what they were doing. Mommy told me she was searching for a crumpled horned Snorkack. They must have thought it was funny. From then on, we went on an expedition each summer to look for them. Daddy was devastated when Mommy died."

I put an arm around her shoulders, "We have to check your Father for mind-altering spells, Luna. It is easy to put a spell on a mourning man."

Luna frowned, "Why would he spell Daddy?"

Daphne answered, "Because he would have noticed that you were acting differently, Luna. Now both of you are acting eccentric. No one will take you and your Father seriously, even when you tell everyone Dumbledore is a Dark Lord."

I thought for a bit, "Daphne, Tracey, what are the odds for the Ferret to have his mind messed up? His behavior in Hogwarts is over the top, don't you think? You can not say that he is cunning. He acts like a brainless Gryffindor most of the time."

Tracey shook her head, "Snape is his Godfather, Harry. Surely he would not allow such a spell on Draco."

I shrugged, "Snape doesn't need to know that. He probably thinks Draco is playing Dark Lord or something like that."

Xxxxx

Susan and Hannah came into the compartment. Susan sat down in Ron's spot. Hannah looked around, then grinned, and sat herself down on my lap. She leaned back against me and chuckled, "If someone asks, I am trying to get Daphne and Tracey jealous."

After a minute or two, I tapped her bum, "Hannah? Can you move a bit forward? I have to adjust my Dude, he is getting cramped up."

When Dude was standing up, Hannah slid back and felt Dude against her bum. She giggled, "Is Dude standing up for me, Harry? I am flattered."

I shrugged, "Hannah, I am almost fourteen. Dude will get up for every girl who will sit on my lap. He will stand up faster if it is one of you, girls, though."

She turned her head and asked, "For me too? I thought you had the hots for Daphne and Tracey. We knew that you cared for Hermione long ago, and you seem to be fond of Luna."

I put my arms around her and hugged her, "I admit that I have the hots for Daphne and Tracey. But why wouldn't I have the hots for you or Susan? You are pretty, fun, and these last days you have been flashing your panties at me. Right now, your bum is driving Dude crazy."

Hannah giggled while she snuggled against me, "So you noticed that. Watching you naked all those evenings, I thought you deserved something back. It was kind of exciting to flash my panties at you."

I commented, "You were not the only one, Hannah. Those nightgowns didn't cover everything. It surprised me, though. I thought they would be big, warm nightgowns covering the whole body to stand against those Scottish winters. Most of your nightgowns were almost transparent. Even Padma's gown did not hide much."

Tracey spilled the beans, "We found an old spell to alter our clothes permanently, Harry. We had fun changing our night robes. They were, as you said, designed for Scottish winters."

I smiled, "Then I have seen everyone's panties. I am not complaining. It was not starkers, but you showed me enough to be happy about it. These last few weeks were the best of my life."

Hannah asked, "So, did you and Hermione go all the way, Harry?"

I shook my head, "No, we kept it at handjobs, Hannah. There is no need to rush things. I am not even fourteen. How far did you go with Susan?"

Hannah blushed, but still answered, "Pretty far. Everything two girls can do together, I think."

I pointed out, "There is a toy called a strap-on. Did you ever use one?"

Hannah asked, confused, "What is a strap-on, Harry?"

I was happy to answer, "It is an artificial Dude that girls can wear using straps to bind it in place, often with vibrating parts. That way, you can fuck your girlfriend. There is a lot on the market to let you and your partner have fun."

Susan's eyes sparkled, "What else is there, Harry?"

"Well, for starters, there are dildos, Penis shaped toys that have all kinds of sizes. From extra small to pony dick size. Some can vibrate using batteries, some dildos have an extension that touches the clit while vibrating inside the vagina."

"For girls, there are nipple clamps and clit clamps, some vibrating toys that you can strap on your clit, a vibrating egg that you can insert and move around in public, Butt plugs…"

Crap! I should not have told them that! Before you know it, they will want to test it on me! Or that strap-on! I have to divert them. "There are also sexy outfits. Leather ones are the most popular. And there is erotic underwear. Bras that leave the nipples exposed, panties with an open slit, so you can keep them on while being shagged… Fucked, damn birds, high-heeled boots, all kinds of silk stockings, an apron…"

Daphne raised her hand, "What is so sexy about an apron?"

I smiled, "Housewives seduce their husbands with them when they are cooking, wearing only an apron and high heels."

Daphne shrugged, "We have elves for cooking. That will be hard to accomplish. Benny and Betty don't want us in the kitchen."

I shrugged too, "Then there are cosplay costumes, like the Maid, Magical girl, School teacher, the Concubine. It all comes down to when you bend forward, your cunt is exposed, with or without panties. It is irresistible for men, I heard."

I grinned at Hermione and teased, "I bet Hermione would love to play the strict librarian and the naughty student, or the slutty student that the Professor has to bend over his desk and has his way with her. I can think of a good one for me, I place my seven pretty girls next to each other and eat them out, one by one, turn them and fuck each one from behind. But that is my fantasy."

Hannah giggled, "Good luck getting Padma in that row, Harry. I, for one, would want to try it out. Is it different when a boy eats us out compared to a girl?"

I answered, "Only if they have a mustache or beard, Hannah."

All the while I was talking, my hands worked on Hannah's body, stroking her body from right under her tatties to where her panties would begin, all above covers. Tracey dryly asked, "Hey! Are you trying to make us jealous or get us horny?"

Hannah joked, "He is getting me horny, alright! I don't need much more to get off."

I shot back, "Said the girl who is dry-humping her ass against my Dude and almost letting him cream my pants."

Hannah turned her head to me and happily asked, "True? I can let you cum like this?"

I rolled my eyes, "A girl from the top ten prettiest girls in Hogwarts is riding her ass against my Dude. Of course, I am ready to blow! I would be gay if it weren't so."

At that moment, Padma paid a visit. Luna stood up and sat on Hermione's lap. She said, "There is room next to Harry, Padma."

Padma sat down and asked, "What were you discussing?"

Daphne answered, "Hannah is making us horny instead of jealous. Earlier, we discussed our nightgowns and the panties we flashed to Harry."

Tracey added, "Harry also told us what toys are available to have fun with couples. And right now, Hannah is riding her ass against Harry's Dude to get him to blow in his pants. It is also his biggest fantasy to line us up and eat us out, one by one."

Padma blushed, "That was more than I wanted to know. What toys do you mean?"

I said, "Toys to have fun alone, or with a partner, like a dildo, that is an artificial Dude. There are other toys too. I bet I can get a catalog."

Hermione asked, "Where would you get one, Harry?"

I looked at her strangely, "From your Father, of course. I want to bet he has one. I think your mother has one or two for lingerie."

Hermione frowned, "Why would Mother want lingerie? They are naked all of the time!"

I shrugged, "Buy two boxes of chocolates, wrap one box in fancy paper, and put the other one in a plastic bag. Then give those boxes to Daphne and Tracey. Who will be happier to receive a gift while the other gets just a box of food out of a bag? A nicely wrapped gift is valued more, Hermione."

Daphne grumbled, "Great, now I am craving for chocolates."

I added, "That was also why I wanted to wait to get starkers before everyone, because at the moment, this boy is nothing much to look at. It will be different in August. I already gained two inches."

With a big sigh, Hannah stood up, "Sorry, Harry, but I want my first kiss before you let me go too far. Susan, switch places before I lose my mind."

With a big grin, Susan sat down, she even lifted her skirt before sitting down, pressing my Dude against her panties. I groaned, "Are we there yet? Susan, you do this on purpose, don't you?"

Susan nodded, "You are a safe choice to experiment on, Harry. If we do this with another boy, there are three outcomes: First, we get a reputation of being slags or worse. Second, the boy runs for the hills. Or third, the boy will get all possessive and won't take no for an answer."

Susan added, "For as long as Hannah sat on your lap, you did not try to feel up her tits or go under her skirt to cop a feel. You only moved your hands on her stomach and up to under her tits."

"The last few days we have been flashing our panties at you, and you did not get gropy, even when you got a boner from it," commented Tracey.

I pointed at Hermione, "That is mainly because Hermione released the pressure each morning. Also, I don't know you all that long. Not nearly long enough to jump you the first time you flash your panties."

"I must say, being naked these weeks, and sleeping with Hermione and Luna, gave me more confidence to talk and interact with girls. It also gave me more confidence to go starkers at that beach. Or meet Hermione's parents." I confessed.

I looked at Daphne and Tracey, "Meeting your parents at the station is also going to be nerve-wracking. I pulled their daughters into the spotlight, a negative spotlight. I bet that vindictive head of House Slytherin will spread nasty rumors about us."

Daphne shrugged, "That won't be a problem. We can handle some negative publicity. Now that Rita is out of the picture, things have cooled down. Malfoy lost his influence once Sirius made it clear he had no authority over any Black property. Neither in the Wizengamot nor the board of Governors at Hogwarts."

Susan sighed, "I can get used to this, Harry, sitting on your lap, being hugged, your hands moving on my body, making you and me horny. I want to do this more."

I chuckled, "You were horny before you got on my lap, honey."

Susan asked, "Hermione? Do you want to sit on his lap? Luna?"

Hermione shook her head, "I have him for me the whole Summer, Susan. Luna will be with us for a big part of the summer. We don't mind you having fun with Harry."

Susan pressed her bum against my Dude and said, "You hear that, Harry? I can have fun with you."

Daphne commented, "Then you better pull the blinds down, Susan, or you will give people in the hallway a show."

Susan stood up, pulled the blinds down, and locked the door, then she straddled me and gave me a searing kiss, "Now it is OK to let me have fun, Harry."

Hannah grumbled, "Why didn't I think of that?"

I rubbed Susan's butt, "Cool down, honey, I want to do this right, not in a cramped-up train compartment or a broom closet. I want to kiss you all over. I am going to eat you out while Hannah is watching or helping. Daphne and Tracey will be there too if they want. I bet Hermione, Luna, and Padma will masturbate when they see us going at it. Can you wait until September?"

Susan groaned, "You are right, but I can hardly wait that long. Visit us when you are back from France. When do you leave, Hermione?"

Hermione answered, "From July 4 to July 24, we stay a week at home, then we fly to Marseille and hire a car to drive to the hotel. We make day trips to different cities and monuments. I was trying to get information about Veela enclaves, but could not find anything."

Daphne chuckled, "Good luck finding an enclave. They are very private witches."

Susan sighed, "Padma, switch places, or I won't care about a cramped train compartment."

Carefully, Padma sat down on my lap, just out of range of Dude. I tried to make her loosen up, "Relax, Padma. Officially, you are trying to make Daphne and Tracey jealous. Unofficially, we are out of seats. Nothing will happen, or I would be ravaging Susan right now. I would have pulled her panties down and eaten her out until she screamed, then I would stick Dude inside her cunt and fuck her until Morgana is deaf from her screams. Then I would take Hannah and rip that red panty she loves to flash from her body, I would snog her senseless, then I would…"

Padma turned to me and stomped with her fist on my chest, "Stop teasing me, asshole."

Everyone started laughing. We loosened up, though.

Xxxxx

When we were an hour from the station, I called Dobby, a minute later, Dobby popped in. "Master needs Dobby?"

I pointed at the girls and asked, "Can you find them if I ask you to bring them a letter? Or to their House elf? I suspect that Hedwig is being monitored, or trained to let Dumbledore read my letters."

Dobby looked at the girls, one by one. "Dobby can do now, Master. These be Mistresses?"

I shook my head, "Not yet, now they are very dear friends. I have business in Diagon Alley and Gringotts. Can you pop me to Hermione's house when I am done?"

Dobby looked at Hermione and nodded, "Dobby can find Mistress Hermi."

Hermione shook her head, "I am not married to Harry yet, Dobby."

Dobby shook his head, "Dobby sees the bond, Mistress Hermi. The bond is strong."

I asked, "Could it be from the Troll? We have been saving each other many times since then, we need to research it, Hermione."

I looked at Dobby and said, "You can return, or stay, your choice, Dobby."

Dobby sighed, "Dobby could use a break, Master Harry sir. Bonny be fun, but demanding."I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed some Magic power into him. It did him good. I told him, "Dobby, when you need extra Magic, come to me. You are breeding seven Elves, you need the extra Magic."

Daphne called out loud, "Dobby is breeding seven elves? That is double of what the strongest breeders can manage!"

I put a hand on Dobby's shoulder, "This is Dobby we are speaking of. A Potter Elf can't do any less. I talked to Bonny, and she praised him for having strong Magic. Dobby did even two at the same time."

Dobby sagged his shoulders, he looked up at me, "Three now, Master Harry Sir. Bonny, Zinny, and Minny be wanting to breed Dobby together. They be saying Master Harry Potter sir telling Bonny it was fun with more."

Daphne giggled, "You have corrupted a House Elf, Harry? Why?"

I protested, "Hey, we were talking! Bonny stayed with me to prevent me from peeking when you girls took a bath. She was the one who helped me get Dobby. She asked as a reward to breed with Dobby. So we talked about breeding. I found out that the Master must give permission to breed. So I gave Dobby lifelong permission to breed with any elf he wanted or wanted him."

I shrugged, "I might have told Bonny that it could be more fun with three, or four."

I looked around, "It is true! Having Hermione and Luna with me in bed is more fun. And Hannah has to admit she loved it when everyone watched my hands on her body."

Hannah nodded, "I felt all your eyes burn on my body."

Xxxxx

We arrived at the station, Hermione kissed my cheek and said, "I will leave with my parents first, Harry. I will tell them that you will come home later. That way, they will not see with whom you leave. Be safe, Harry."

A big group was waiting for us. I helped Daphne and Tracey step down from the train as the perfect Fiancée, took their elbows, and walked them to their parents. We stopped in front of them. I kissed the girl's hand. As a fiancée, I was allowed to touch them with my lips. I know, details.

Daphne said, "Father, Mother, Uncle, Aunt, this is Heir Potter. Harry, these are our parents. Lord Cyrus Greengrass, Lord Robert Davis, Lady Veronica Greengrass Harrison, Lady Ellen Davis Harrison. No, they are nieces. And finally, Heiress Astoria Greengrass, my sister, and Heir Damon Davis."

Boy! That is some introduction! I almost got scared. I made a bow to the Lords, brushed my lips above the hands of the females, and shook the kid's hand. "I am glad to meet you finally, sir. I want to pay a visit next week, if it is convenient for you. I am afraid I have to cut it short, I have more people to meet. Oh, Lord Greengrass and Lord David, can you come with me, please? There is a situation I want to alert you to."

We passed the Abbots on the way to Luna, and we stopped for a quick goodbye, letting the in-laws know I'm friendly with the puffs, too.

We went to Luna and her Father, "I shook his hand, and said, Lord Lovegood, two weeks ago I found your Daughter outside her common room after curfew. Someone locked her out and confounded the doorknob. Recently, I found an old detection spell and cast it on your Daughter. She had a strong mind-altering spell on her. I took her to Flitwick, who recognized the spell and said: I don't know if I am allowed to remove that spell."

I looked around to the three lords and continued, "I threatened Flitwick with the DMLE and St Mungo's officials before he removed that spell, a spell Dumbledore cast."

I took a deep breath and said to Lord Lovegood, "I suspect Dumbledore cast one on you when you were mourning your wife, sir. We will find out if you allow me to cast my detection spell."

Lord Lovegood frowned, "Why would Albus do something like that? Go ahead and cast your spell, Heir Potter, my Luna said to trust you."

Behold, Lord Lovegood had one too. I told the lords, "I am afraid to say it, but I suspect Dumbledore has a lot of buddies in St Mungo's. Lord Greengrass and Lord Davis, could you escort him there when he goes to remove that spell? Otherwise, I fear he ends up like Uncle Frank and Aunt Alice."

Lord Greengrass shook his head, "These last three weeks were madness, it is as if I woke up in another world. Why in Merlin's name would Dumbledore cast spells like that?"

I answered, "Luna was playing at the Weasleys with their Daughter, when she said that Dumbledore put me with my evil Aunt, and they should save me. A bit later, Luna's mother died. I think you can connect the dots."

I took Luna's hand, "Dumbledore knows Luna is spell-free, he will no doubt try to correct that. Can you shelter her for a week, please? We plan to take her along on a holiday with Hermione Granger and her parents."

When the in-laws were gone, I spotted Lupin. I wonder why he is here. He doesn't have a kid, and I'd rather kill him than let him shag Tonks. I went to him, "Professor Lupin? Why are you here? Practicing for when you have a kid?"

Lupin shook his head, "Dumbledore asked me to escort you to your relatives. It is the only place you are safe."

I shook my head, "No can do, Lupin. Tell the headmaster his puppet got his soul sucked out of him by Dementors, the Dementors he allowed into school. I will never return to the Dursleys, Lupin. I will cast to kill anyone who tries to take me there. I was in that Hellhole for ten years, and that old bastard keeps sending me back there. That was never a home to me."

I had to say that last line, it was used in so many fan fiction that it must be true!

I took my wand out and pointed it at him, "What will it be, Remus Lupin? This is a line you'd better not cross. You didn't give a shit about me for thirteen years, so why would you begin now? Tell that old man that I made other arrangements, and I forbid him to meddle in my life again. He is turning into a Dark Lord, Lupin."

I walked backward from Lupin, my wand still pointed at him. When I was far enough away from him, I whispered, "Dobby, Diagon Alley, please."

Xxxxx

Dobby popped me at the Portkey arrival spot. There are designated spots where you can arrive and designated spots where you can leave. I walked to my first target, Quality Quidditch Supplies. I entered the shop, went to the Desk, and took my Firebolt out of my trunk. I put it on the desk, then I put my trunk back in my pocket.

I looked at the clerk and said, "Good day, sir. I am Harry Potter. This broom was a Christmas present from my sworn Godfather, Sirius Black. By now, the word must have been out that he is innocent. Are you with me so far?"

The clerk was studying the Firebolt, but nodded. I continued, "Because Lord Black could not tell that it came from him, it was gifted anonymously. Therefore, my head of House Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall, confiscated the broom and said she would examine the broom part by part. She, along with Professor Flitwick and Madam Hooch, took my Firebolt and stripped it of all its parts."

That woke the clerk up, "THEY DID WHAT?"

I repeated, "They stripped my Firebolt to the last twig, examined every spell to check if Lord Black sabotaged my broom. I don't know if they added any spells, they didn't tell, but I suspect at least a Tracker."

The clerk was fuming, "That is illegal! They had no right to do that! The patents they violated! I will contact Randolph immediately!"

Xxxxx

Half an hour later, I left the store. My Firebolt would go to the factory, stripped to the last twig, and put back together—all expenses paid by Hogwarts. Randolph Spudmore was yelling at McGonagall for fifteen minutes through the floo. He called her everything, from an industrial spy to a clumsy cow, and there better be no strange spells on it or they have to pay for a new one… I am getting a new Firebolt!

Yes, this is payback! Flitwick discovered a mind-altering spell on one of his charges and had to be forced to remove it. McGonagall is a puppet that repeats Dumbledore's bullshit. Hooch? Collateral damage. She should have known better. I guess she was too curious.

I went into Gringotts, no doubt they will search the Alley for me.

8 A week… a day or two with the Grangers.

I entered the lobby and went to the booth. "Excuse me, sir, I am Harry Potter. Does this bank have someone who manages my Vault?"

The Goblin was trying to be funny, "This bank has someone who manages your Vault, Harry Potter."

I smiled at him, "Can I speak with him now, or do I have to make an appointment first, Sir?"

The Goblin smiled back, "That depends on what you have to tell him, Harry Potter."

I nodded sagely, "Well, sir, I recently found out I have a Magical Guardian, and I want to find out if that Magical Guardian got his grabby paws in my Vault."

The Goblin raised an eyebrow and said something in Gobelydobely behind him. Then he turned to me and said, "That is a valid reason to meet your Vault Manager without an appointment, Harry Potter. Wait on that bench, someone will come for you. Have a good day."

I nodded, "That this will be a good day will depend on what I am about to find out, sir. You have a good day too."

Xxxxx

I sat in front of my Vault Manager fifteen minutes later. Get this, his name is Cutthroat! A pirate name! He got his own office, which is always a good sign; if it is a corner office with a nice view, it is even better… not that it matters if you are below ground, but prestige counts. Cutthroat was studying my face.

He finally asked, "Why did you ask for a meeting with me now, and not meet me before, Heir Potter?"

I answered, "The fact that I only found out about Heirs and Lords when I made an agreement with Heiress Greengrass and Heiress Davis, Cutthroat. Nobody told me anything about my heritage. Up to my Hogwarts letter, I thought my parents were deadbeat drunks that died in a car accident that gave me this scar."

Cutthroat nodded, "You said agreement, not contracts. Am I to understand nothing is written on parchment or signed yet?"

I looked at him, "Is this talk confidential, or is this gossip hour?"

Cutthroat narrowed his eyes, "All talks here will be handled to be a benefit of your Vaults, Heir Potter. You may not like it, but the state of your Vaults defines my status in the Horde."

I shrugged, "I can live with that. To answer your question, Heiress Greengrass and Heiress Davis asked me to pretend we had signed betrothal contracts to get the Malfoy shit to stop harassing them and to stop him from trying to force them to submit to him. He got the delusional idea that he is the next Lord Black."

Cutthroat frowned, "So the rumors are just rumors. Too bad, being connected to House Greengrass and Davis would benefit House Potter."

I comforted him, "It is not all bad, I became good friends with both Heiresses. If there is no marriage, there will be at least strong ties between our Houses, more so because they are helping my Godfather, Lord Black. I suggest reaching out to them, it would be good for business."

I came to the point, "A week ago, I found out that Dumbledore was my Magical Guardian. That Guardian placed me with magic-hating Muggles and abandoned me. I wonder what he did with my money and possessions. That is what I am here for."

Cutthroat paged through his documents, "That is troubling news, Heir Potter. Dumbledore did withdraw large amounts of Galleons from your Trust Vault. That will be a nasty legal fight, one I doubt you will win."

I asked, "What if Sirius Black was appointed as my Magical Guardian by my parents Will? That way, Dumbledore abused his position to get his hands on my money. That is corruption and theft. Did he present an invoice when he took Galleons from my Vault?"

Cutthroat shook his head, "He showed me the paper from the Ministry that they appointed him as Magical Guardian."

Hmm, this is getting hard. "What if that paper was a forgery? I can write on a ministry paper that I am the King of Spain, but that doesn't make me the King of Spain, though. I will have to talk with Sirius about that."

I sighed, "Cutthroat, I declare Dumbledore to be the enemy of House Potter, he let my relatives abuse me, and he robbed from my Vault. That should be enough to block him, I hope. Is there a way for me to get my money back, or is this a lost cause?"

Cutthroat answered, "A 15% chance to get some of it back, Heir Potter. It all depends on public opinion. Your Declaration will block Dumbledore from having any access to your possessions inside the bank."

I got curious, "Are there others that have or had their paws in my Vault?" Paws, a catchy word from Daphne.

Cutthroat shook his head, "Not that I know of, Heir Potter."

I looked up and asked, "What if I claimed House Slytherin and Gaunt by right of conquest? How do I check that I got them? It gave me a nice glow when I claimed them."

Cutthroat raised his eyebrow again, "When and where did you claim them, Heir Potter?"

"Three days ago in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts. I claimed them in Parseltongue, Cutthroat."

"I can let you try on the rings, Heir Potter. It will automatically emancipate you if they accept you when you don them," warned Cutthroat.

Hmm, if I put those rings on, I will be rid of Dumbledore's meddling, but have a bigger target on my back from the Dark Faction and Riddle. I postpone it for now. I'd better ask my in-laws for advice.

"That will be for later, when I have consulted Sirius Black and Lords Greengrass and Davis. What I need now is Muggle money and ways to pay in the Muggle world, and the Wizarding world, Heiress Davis said, something of a Mokeskin bag."

A last topic, "The parents of my friend Hermione Granger claimed Legal Guardianship on the Muggle side when I asked them. I want to take them under House Potter's protection and hire Gringotts to put wards around their house. Anti Wizard, being one of them, do you have a folder of what is available? I first need their permission for it."

Xxxxx

I left the bank with a Credit Card linked to my mother's Muggle account, and a Mokeskin bag connected to my Trust Vault. I have to come back with Sirius to set everything straight. I stood in the doorway, and behold, there was Lupin the lapdog waiting for me!

I sighed and asked him, "Again? Are you ready to fight me to the death, Lupin? I can also call for Aurors and report an abduction attempt on the Boy Who Lived by a Werewolf. Are you going to survive that, Lupin? You are betraying my parents, betraying me, and you are betraying Sirius."

Lupin looked ashamed, but stood his ground, "Harry, be reasonable. Dumbledore said the only safe place for you is with your Aunt, Harry. There are too many who want to hurt you. We want to protect you from them. The list of people who want to hurt you is long."

I laughed bitterly, "Yeah, and my aunt and uncle are on top of that list, along with Dumbledore and Snape. Get your head out of Dumbledore's ass, Lupin, and learn to think for yourself."

I looked around… A black bald man… hah! They brought an Auror! That is Shacklebolt! I pointed at him, "Hey! You look like an Auror! I want to report an attempt to kidnap me by a band of vigilantes!"

Kingsley frowned, surprised I knew he was an Auror, "I am off duty, Harry Potter. Dumbledore asked me as a favor to escort you to safety. he said that you are in danger when you wander alone in the Alley."

I glared at him and said, "Fuck off, or I will report you to Madam Bones that you want to abduct me with the help of a Werewolf. You've got ten seconds before I scream bloody murder. Sirius will hear of this, Lupin."

With a sigh, Lupin shook his head, turned, and walked away. I bet he regrets being Dumbledore's lapdog. One of the Guards said, "Stop blocking the door, boy. We let you stand there because you gave us good entertainment, but it is time to go."

I grinned at them, "I live by being good to friends and having no mercy for enemies, sir. I appreciate your patience."

Those were double doors, plenty of room to pass me by, details.

Xxxxx

A few steps down, Dobby popped me to the departure point of the Alley, after dispelling the trackers and listening spells. Dobby then popped me to the backyard of the Grangers. Hermione rushed into my arms, butt naked.

I hugged her, then looked around, and asked, "Hey, honey… Are you sure the neighbors can't look into the garden?"

Her father, who also came out, answered, "Not after we bought the buildings next door to us. We are renting them out after removing the upper windows that looked into our backyard. Welcome to our home, Mr Potter."

I shook his hand, "It is Harry, Sir. Thank you for sheltering me."

Mrs Granger asked, "Call us Henri and Jean, Harry. Hermione told us you have no problem being naked, Harry. I want you to confirm it first."

I looked at Mrs Granger and understood why some authors have a MILF fetish. She is bloody hot! Mr Granger is not bad looking either if you are a woman or gay, he is over 6ft and buffed. Well, she got good genes from both sides, though I'm curious which side her front teeth come from.

I answered, "It is true, Jean. Although I have to admit that it doesn't feel natural to me yet."

I looked at Hermione, curious about what she told them. She said, "I told them of our last weeks in the Room, Harry."

Jean interrupted her, "Show Harry his room first, Hermione. And then have dinner after he gets a shower."

Hermione showed me my room for the next four years, two stairs up. "My room is on the other side of the hallway, you have your own bathroom through that door. My parents sleep a floor lower. They know that we are sleeping together with Luna. I told them everything, Harry."

I asked, "Did you tell them about Dobby?"

Hermione gasped, "No, not yet! I will be at dinner."

I nodded while I took my trunk out, "Good, because he will insist on taking care of us."

Dobby became visible, "Dobby does, Mistress Hermi." and he started to unpack, then frowned, "Master needs new clothes, Mistress Hermi."

Hermione nodded, "We know, Dobby, we will go shopping tomorrow. Can you get him some underwear from the wizard side? Boxers and T-shirts."

Dobby nodded and popped away. I chuckled, "I wonder what he thinks a T-shirt is, Hermione."

Hermione slapped my arm, "Shower and come down for dinner, Harry."

Xxxxx

It is a strange experience to walk starkers around the house; barefoot is not my thing. I need some slippers. I found the dining room after some searching. The food was already on the table. During dinner, we kept the conversation light.

At dessert, Henri got serious, "Hermione told me you have a conflict with the Headmaster. In what way will it affect your and Hermione's studies?"

I answered, "Hermione told you about the room we stayed in these last few weeks. To put it simply, the person who imagines the room controls it. If I think of books that will aid us with our homework, the room will present the best books. With this room, we will be the top students… Although Hermione already is the Top Student of our year."

"That Room can be anything we imagine, a practice room to train our spells or some golems to duel against is easy to imagine." I ended.

Henri looked me in the eyes, "Can you guarantee the safety of my Daughter, Harry?"

I looked in his eyes, "I will die first, before anyone gets to her, sir. I know that I am a trouble magnet, and Hermione saved me more than once out of a tight spot. But she is the most important one to me."

Henri pointed out, "And yet you flirt with other girls, even take one to your bed."

I nodded, "Luna is a special case. She has a gift. She can see glimpses of the future or what is happening right now in other places. She told us that she will be one of my wives, sir."

Jean asked, "One of the wives, Harry?"

Hermione explained, "Recently, we found out that Harry is Heir to two Houses. He needs a wife for each. Then there are cases like two of my friends who need to be a consort so their children will keep their maiden name."

Yeah, Sirius is shooting blanks, courtesy of Azkaban or Malfoy… maybe both. Probably another trope from fan fiction. I bet a bored ROB is watching the show… or this is my version of heaven… Hell… or purgatory. Hmm, not Heaven, I'd be shagging a bunch of virgins by now. The virgins coming from Hell, being forced to shag me in heaven… Because no virgin from Heaven wants to be shagged in a reverse gangbang. It's complicated, but that's the way I see it.

She blushed a bit and said, "Harry and I spent two weeks with six other girls in that room, and I found out that I am attracted to girls too. Four of those six girls are playing with each other. They do that to prepare themselves to share a husband."

Henri turned to me, "Can you afford so many wives, Harry?"

I nodded, "My properties have been neglected for years, thanks to Dumbledore, but I have plenty in my Vaults. Around sixty million Galleons, a lot of buildings in Hogsmeade, Godrick's Hollow, and Diagon Alley. I have many buildings in the Muggle world that Dumbledore knows nothing about. It is managed by a firm in my Mother's name."

Henri took a deep breath, "OK… you can afford many wives. Why didn't the Dursleys know about your mother's wealth? They would have jumped to get their hands on it."

I shrugged, "Aunt Petunia was jealous because she did not have Magic and had a falling out with Mother before she got married. I guess she kept it a secret or put it in her will."

Thinking about safety, I offered, "I also want to contribute to the expenses of my staying here. I asked in Gringotts for a folder of all available wards that can be put around a Muggleborn's home when it is under House Potter's protection. I want to pay for them after you permit me to install them."

Henri nodded, "We will look at the folder after we wash the dishes."

"Ah, that brings me to another important topic, "Did you ever hear about House Elves?"

Xxxxx

Hermione got Spew from her mother's side. I needed an hour to explain the details and why Dobby needs a place to breed. Henri looked impressed when I told him why it had to be roomy to fit them all.

Henri said, "I will show Dobby the attic where he can have his… nest. He can make himself at home there. There is also a room in the basement if he likes that better."

He turned to us and asked, "Jean and I have one more week before our holiday starts. What are your plans?"

Hermione answered, "Harry needs new clothes, not many. He is on a potion regimen and is still growing. Then we plan to visit Lord Black. The day after tomorrow, we visit Daphne, Tracey, and Luna. We go from there."

Hermione asked, "Daddy? Luna told us she will go with us to the beach. That was before we told our friends about the naturist beach. Luna just knew she would come with us. Can we take her along? She is two months younger than Harry."

"I will cover all expenses for Luna, of course." I added "I have a credit card and withdrew 5000£ in cash."

Jean said to Henri, "There is enough space in the car, and the hotel suite has enough bedrooms." She glanced at us and added, "Although I bet they only need one."

Henri sighed, "I will change my reservation tomorrow at our office."

Xxxxx

It was no surprise Hermione found her way into my bed. She cuddled up against me and sighed, "I am glad Daddy accepted you so fast. Harry."

I chuckled, "He had no choice, honey, you told him you have been sleeping with me for two weeks. What can he say? I forbid it? I like your parents, though. They are nice people, I like their daughter too. Did you know that daughter is a bombshell? Not only pretty, but a wild Witch in bed!"

Hermione straddled my body, "Oh? That wild Witch is seeing a boy. How is that boy going to make that wild Witch happy?"

I grabbed her two baps and started playing with them, "This, for starters, bend forward so that I can nibble on those nipples, honey…"

Hermione moaned, "Oh, this feels so good! Grab them harder, Harry! Suck on my nipples!"

After a few minutes, Hermione's hip movements made Dude slip inside. Once she realized it, she became a wildcat and rode me as if I were a wild bronco. It was wild! To get my dominance back, I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into a rough kiss. We turned. Hermione was now on her back. I put her legs on my shoulders, folded her double, and rammed Dude inside.

It was making Hermione lose her mind and start her potty mouth, "Fill me up, Potter, I have been waiting weeks for you to fuck me properly. I love watching your Dude fill my cunt! Fuck your slut hard!"

What books has she been reading? Meh, I will go along, "You are right that you are my slut, but I won't share my slut with any other guy. Maybe I will let Hannah and Susan eat you out after I am done, so that they can eat my cum from your snatch. On all four now, you are my bitch, so that I will do you doggy style."

Hermione moaned when Dude went in from behind, "This feels so gooood! Fuck your bitch, Harry! I am yours to do whatever you want with me!"

I have to be careful, if I leave a handprint on her ass, that will give the wrong message to her parents. I am not a fan of the hurting games either, where is the line between loving pats and slaps? Ten years under the stairs did nothing good either. It is a good thing I have another set of memories to go on, although he was a clumsy fool with women. Meh, I'll wing it.

I grabbed Hermione's hips and went to town in her Pussy… Snatch. Damn cats. "Rub your clit, slut! I am about to cum, I am going to spray it into your cunt, honey!"

I know, my dirty talk also needs work. Hermione came hard, being overstimulated by getting her first time at home. I turned her on her back. This boy is not done yet. Somehow she loves it when I grab a fistful of hair and pull her into a kiss, I whispered, "You are mine, Hermione Granger! You are my best friend, my companion, my lover, my slut, my bitch, my woman! My Lady Potter. You made my first time special, but tonight there will be a second and a third time. Are you ready for me, my love?"

She moaned in my kiss, then she answered, "I always will be ready for you, my Master, my friend, my lover, my man. My Husband, My Lord Potter." We felt something settling in, but paid no attention to it.

We fell asleep two hours later. Dobby cleared the mess with a snap of his fingers. Bonny nodded, "Bonny still needs a lot to learn from student Potter. Bonny will share memories with Zinny and Minny. Doggy style… why didn't Mistress bark? I'll ask student Potter."

Xxxxx

After an hour of shopping, we arrived at Grimmauld Place by Dobby pop. Dobby dropped us off at a nearby park. Dumbledore drones may be watching the house. We approached the house with our wands ready, but so far, nothing had happened. I used the knocker… Doorknob… how do you call such a thing?

Kreacher opened, "Who you be? We not welcoming Halfbloods and Mudbloods."

I nodded, "Be a proper elf and tell your Master his Heir is at the door and is not satisfied with his rude House Elf."

Hermione slapped my arm, "Be nice to him, Harry."

We passed the screeching painting. I cast a finite, a scourgify, a finite again, and another scourgify, then I said, "So, being a screeching banshee is the real you. A good advice, old hag: when you see me, hold that venomous tongue, or I will scratch your paint from the canvas."

That shut her up. Sirius heard me and chuckled, "I should have thought of that. Welcome, pup, and Hermione. The house is not clean yet. It is a work in progress, Mother told Kreacher to stop cleaning. Probably to get rid of me."

I said, "Dobby can help if you want. Helping out or delivering letters is almost the same. I bet his girls also want to help."

Sirius smiled, "Dobby has been a big help in keeping my location a secret. This way, I could keep the owl block up. Now tell me, I heard you bunked with seven girls, how much is true?"

I said, "This is one, Hermione will be my Lady Potter. Luna Lovegood said she would be my wife too, I guess, a consort to keep her name going. There are Hannah Abbot and Susan Bones. Susan has to keep the Bones name. Padma Patil will stay a good friend or more when she doesn't find a good match."

I grinned at Sirius, "And there are Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis. It started with them. I owed them a favor, and they asked me to fake a contract between us to shut the Malfoy Ferret up. Hermione is friends with all those girls, they are in her Ancient Runes class. So I began to spend time with them."

I told him about how I found Luna and Flitwick's reluctance to remove that spell, about McGonagall's mess-ups and Dumbledore's schemes and Snape's vitriol and bias. Not a word about me being starkers with seven girls, he would get a heart attack. Finally, I exposed Lupin's priorities.

I shook my head, "He must have heard of Petunia before, and still he wanted to take me there, even when I told him of the abuse. Dumbledore said, Dumbledore is always right. He must have had a slave contract or sworn an oath. I scared him and another man away by threatening to report them for attempted kidnapping."

Sirius sighed, "He was a good friend, he had a hard life, he could not keep a job, and refused handouts."

I shrugged, "I told him to say at the job interview that he is a pagan and goes to meetings at the full moon. How hard could it be to find a steady job?"

Then I grinned, "Do You Know Who is in trouble with the Firebolt company?"

"I don't know who. Do You Know Who?" asked Sirius.

"McGonagall, Flitwick, and Hooch. Last Christmas, they confiscated your present and stripped it clean. They removed every twig, every part, then they examined every part for spells and enchantments. Because Sirius Black could have sent it to me, and it had to be checked. Spudmore yelled at McGonagall for fifteen minutes, raging that the idiots should have let the factory do the check-up. If they find one foreign spell, they have to pay for a replacement."

I smiled evilly, "This boy is getting a new Firebolt on Hogwarts tap. That old fart stole enough from my Vaults."

Xxxxx

We spent hours telling Sirius what happened to us all those years. I even showed my back to him, although the scars are fading already. I told him about the potions I am taking to get my body in shape.

I asked, "Sirius? Did you ask Kreacher to tell Regulus's story?

Sirius nodded, "I plan to let the Goblins destroy it after I am cleared."

I offered, "I can do that now if you want. Wait a bit," I called out, "Dobby!" A minute later, Dobby popped in, panting, "Master called Dobby?"

I held my hand on his… not his shoulder, that has bitemarks, not his hands, Merlin knows where they have been poking, I settled for his head and pushed my Magic in. "In my trunk are two vials with venom. Bring one of them here, but be careful, it is nasty stuff."

Kreached scoffed, Dobby be a slow elf, weak he be."

I laughed, "At this moment, Dobby is breeding seven elves, Kreacher. How many did you breed at the same time? One? Two? You'd better respect Dobby, all seven are praising him for being a good breeder with plenty of Magic. Ah, thank you, Dobby. If you wait a minute, you can take it back."

§Open§ made the locket open. I didn't wait for the bullshit from Tom and directly dropped some Venom on the inside of the locket. A scream later, and part of Tom's soul went to Hell.

Sirius shuddered, "That is foul Magic of the worst kind! Cyrus and Robert need to know this."

I pointed to something interesting, "Sirius, I see a pattern, Malfoy, connected to a Black, Regulus, the Heir, what if Bellatrix got one too?"

Sirius closed his eyes, "Once I have been cleared of everything, I will let her properties searched and her Vaults confiscated. Narcissa will pay too. Her husband knew I wasn't a Death Eater, and so did she."

Xxxxx

We returned before dinner, Hogwarts was empty, and there was nothing to do. Translated, it means seven house elves are aiding Dobby. OK… two were cooking and cleaning, while the other five were breeding Dobby. Somehow, I saw a flash of my future life.

That night, Hermione said, "My periods start tomorrow, make it count, Harry."

Three hours later, Bonny said to Zinny and Minny, "See? Mistress Hermi does not bark, even when Mistress Hermi is a bitch."

Zinny speculated, "Maybe Bitch is nickname for Mistress Hermi? Like honey? They be not bees either. Zinny wants to try Doggy style. Mistress Hermi likes Doggy style very much."

Minny said, "Minny wants to grab Dobby's ears and let Dobby eat cat. We need to let others watch tomorrow." Bonny shook her head, "No, Mistress Hermi be bleeding tomorrow."

Xxxxx

We arrived at Greengrass Manor the next day by Bonny and Zinny express, Dobby was too tired. I was the fake Fiancée, so I am allowed to peck them on the cheek. I brushed Astoria's hand, and the ladies Greengrass and Davis got the air above their hands kissed. Luna got a hug.

We sat in the parlor with tea and cookies. Cyrus, I was allowed to call them by their first names, said, "By faking that contract, you kicked up an ant's nest. Harry. We never suspected that much betrayal from both sides. And it all started with our Daughters."

I smiled, "I would do it all again, Cyrus. We became good friends. All six are in the Ancient Runes class and are Hermione's friends. Luna was added when we rescued her. We had a good time the last two weeks."

Robert asked, "A good time doing what?"

I answered, while the girls were blushing, "I discovered a secret room, a powerful room, that let any book appear that was at Hogwarts at one time. We spend many hours reading old books, and I even read some in ParselScript. The girls learned many spells. The detection spell we used on Luna was one of them; that way, we found the tracking spells and listening spells on us and our trunks."

Cyrus nodded, "A good thing that you found that spell and cast it on Xeno. It is a nasty one; it focuses on one emotion and amplifies it tenfold. That way, you will become a violent brute, a coward, a dreamer, or a rigid rule follower. The possibilities are endless with that spell. The hard part is to detect it, the change is slow, it goes over weeks."

Veronica commented, "Morgana knows who has those spells on them. Dumbledore is handing them out like his lemon drops."

I pointed out, "Dumbledore could have used it on Tom Riddle and started it all."

Veronica said, "I am almost afraid to ask who Tom Riddle is."

Daphne said, "You should, Mother, that is V.V…Voldemort's real name. Don't laugh, Potter! You have never been scared to bed with that name."

Hermione clarified, "Tom Marvolo Riddle changed the letters from his name into I am Lord Voldemort. He is the son of a Muggle and Merope Gaunt. That is what we could find out about him. Her father was Marvolo Gaunt, that is how we found out."

Robert groaned, "The son of a Muggle and a girl from a House that went completely bonkers, the last four generations married their sisters to stay pure. I studied them a bit, we have a Gaunt in our line, back in the fifteen hundreds."

Xxxxx

We gathered in Daphne's quarters, and I mean quarters, it was bigger than the Dursleys' house: three huge bedrooms, a big common room, an office, a big bathroom, all high class. Once the door was closed, Daphne grabbed me by the shoulders and gave me a long, hot snog. She turned me around and pushed me to Tracey, who gave another long snog.

Daphne said, "That is for keeping the room and what we did in it a secret, Harry."

"No problem, Daphne, I plan on using that room until we graduate. Great snog, by the way." True, they may snog me like that any time of day… or night.

Daphne shook her head, "That is not all, Harry. We want to ask that we can keep those fake contracts longer, two years longer."

I looked at Hermione, she shrugged, "You need wives for House Black. That will get you two benefits, people won't nag at your, or Sirius's head for a spot, and girls will leave you be because you are taken." she glanced at Daphne and Tracey, "That means you have to increase the signs of affections in public."

Tracey hugged me, pecked me on the lips, and said, "That won't be a problem, Hermione. It will keep us safe for two years. Once Harry is buffed, we will be the envy of the school."

Luna asked, "Hannah will be all over him, are you going to be jealous, Tracey?"

9 A week with the Grangers…

Xxxxx

Tracey shook her head, "We are seven sisters now, Luna. Hannah and Susan are even our childhood friends. We bonded together these past weeks. It is a fake contract, not a real one or an exclusive one. You and Hermione are sleeping with him, and it doesn't bother me. Hermione is a shoo-in for Lady Potter, and you for Consort Potter, am I right?"

Hermione nodded, "Harry claimed me for House Potter two nights ago, and I gladly accepted," she smugly added, "He was shagging my brains out."

Daphne could not help but ask, "Was he any good?"

Hermione smiled with a dreamy look in her eyes when she recalled that night, "It was perfect, Daphne. It helped that my hymen was gone, so there was no pain. But it felt… perfect is the right word for it, Daphne."

I asked, before Hermione went into details, "Do your parents know about this two-year extension? Aren't they going to demand a real contract?"

Tracey shook her head, "Our parents know that we are asking it now. No, they won't demand a real contract, we only have to prove we are still maidens to convince the people it was to protect our virtue."

I acted disappointed, "Ouch! No shagging my snakes! How will I ever survive those two years?"

Luna patted my back, "Hermione will help you get over it, Harry. I will help next year."

To be sure, Daphne asked, "Harry, are you willing to extend the fake contract for two years?"

I nodded, "I do, if Sirius gives his permission. It also concerns House Black after all."

Tracey commented, "If not us, Hanna and Susan will take the spot."

Hermione asked, "I have something for you to think about. What if Hannah and Susan fall in love with Harry? Would you give up that fake contract to let Hannah be Lady Black?"

Daphne frowned, then she nodded, "If Hannah and Susan love Harry, we will gladly step aside. In two years, we are at the start of our NEWT years. I doubt they want to marry Harry before we graduate."

Tracey spoke up, "We can all agree to have fun in our secret room. We have our meals together, that should be enough, I think. We will face the rest when we come to it."

When we went downstairs, Daphne talked about Astoria, "My sister has been weak and has been home-schooled for two years. She feels better now and has been healthy since the new year. The healers approved that she can attend Hogwarts for as long as she doesn't relapse.

She grinned at me, "She has a stack of Harry Potter books that are awaiting your autograph, Harry. She is a huge fan."

I shrugged, "I'll be fine, as long as she doesn't go Colin Creevy on me. That boy is a first-class stalker."

Xxxxx

After lunch, an owl flew in with a letter and landed in front of me. I asked out loud, "Benny or Betty? Ah, Benny, can you check if there are spells on that letter?"

Benny looked at the letter, "There be Portkey on it, Mister Harry. Benny be calling Master."

Cyrus came in and cast spells on the letter, then he stunned the owl. "My, this is a kidnapping attempt. A portkey with a compulsion to open the letter to activate it. It has an ID code on it that dispels the Portkey if someone else opens the letter. Then it will be a harmless letter. My father told me about these. It was used before the Grindelwald war… and it has a timer too."

He looked at me and said, "By the time the Aurors are here, the portkey will be faded and show an innocent letter. We'll wait until the portkey fades and read the letter."

Xxxxx

The letter, Dumbledore's letter, said:

Harry, My boy,

It pained me that you refused Remus to take you to your family. I must implore you, that it is the safest place for you. Too many followers of the Dark Lord are still on the loose.

The protections I put on your aunt's house are the best in the country, not being there is risking your life and the lives of the people around you.

Please reconsider and return to the safety of your Aunt's home.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts

Supreme Mugwump of the ICW

Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot

Order of Merlin (First Class)

Grand Sorcerer

Xxxxx

I laughed when I read that letter, "He spends more time writing down his titles than writing that letter. Wait, can I have some parchment and a quill? I have to respond to this rubbish.

Xxxxx

Dumbledore took the return letter from the owl and read it.

Albus, my old boy!

Now that you agreed that we are on a first-name basis, there are some things I have to get off my chest.

First of all, my life would have been better if I had been raised by a Death Eater compared to the life I had with that spiteful hag.

I spent ten years in a cupboard under the stairs, Albus, and you knew! You, Albus, are a Dark Lord. In my opinion, you are on the same level or even worse than Tom Riddle.

A Dark Lord, who Marked me by placing me with abusive people to suppress my Powers. You were afraid I would rise to be your Equal. You are trying your best to keep me timid and beaten down so I cannot vanquish you. Maybe it is because you can't live while I am still around to beat you.

There is a saying, Albus: "Good men stand between danger and the people they need to protect. Evil men hide behind the people and sacrifice them to protect themselves."

Reflect on your actions, Albus. You have been hiding behind your students and former students and sacrificed them to save your own skin, like the coward you are. They mark you as a Dark Lord, Albus.

Leave me alone from this day on, or I will let the world know that while I was starving from hunger, you were buying those hideous robes from the money you stole from my trust vault.

Harry James Potter

The Boy Who Lived

The Boy who thought his name was Freak until he went to school

The Boy who slept in a cupboard under the stairs for ten years

The Boy who never got a birthday or Christmas present

The Boy who got punished when he did accidental Magic

The Boy who was forced to cook but was never allowed to eat it

The Boy who got belted until he had scars on his back

The Boy who got used to putting out cigars

The Boy who had to spend his birthdays in a dark cupboard

The Boy whom you hoped to turn into an Obscuros

The Boy who was many times in the Hospital wing and never got any help

Reflect on your actions, Albus, if you even think you are doing this for the Greater Good, then you are even more delusional than I thought.

PS:

If you bother me again, then I will switch schools. I heard there is a good one in America.

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Dumbledore sighed. Maybe it is best to let him be this summer. Someone is clearly a bad influence on the boy. Harry will return in September. There will be plenty of time to get him back under his control. The boy must have been confounded. A child as young as he can not see the bigger picture. That must be it, his robes are Not hideous! He will bring Harry back to the Light.

Xxxxx

Should he have spotted the hints I put in to Trelawney's prophecy? He will probably ignore it, he is used to being always right, even when people say he is wrong.

Anyway, the fake contract was extended for two years. I used this week to jumpstart my growth. Six days in a row, I took half a vial of Skelegrow and Musclegrow. Each night, I grew three-quarters of an inch. It hurts like a bitch! Each day my muscles grew to match my bones, it itched like a bitch! Dobby and his crew kept me fed and watered. I ate four times as much food as usual. Spent more time on the shitter too.

Hermione kept a close watch on my growth and told me to stop when I was almost at my goal. I started at 4.9ft and grew seven inches in three weeks! The remaining three inches will be spread over a month. I am concentrating on buffing up at the moment.

Henri had a small gym in his basement that he used to keep in shape. Old Guy used to go to a Gym for a couple of years, so I know the routine: work your ass off until you drop, then recuperate for a day, then start over. The Musclegrow, Stamina, and nourishing potions skipped the recuperation time. Now I am working out three times a day.

Hermione was smiling at night when she had her hands on my six-pack. You can hardly notice the abs, but it is a start. It was a week from hell, but it paid off nicely. On Saturday, we did a last round of shopping, I bought two sets of clothes in my size and four in a size bigger.

Jean shook her head, "I would not have believed it if I did not see him grow before my eyes. Even his scars are almost gone."

Henri agreed, "The way he is getting stronger is off the scales too. He did in a week what others need three months for and more. It is as if we see a movie in fast forward."

Jean sighed, "I am glad the Wards were installed yesterday, there was always the fear of unwelcome visitors."

Henri chuckled, "There was no fear for that after Dobby dropped one in the sea. One of Dumbledore's, I'm told. He is growing too, haven't you noticed? Harry insisted on giving him extra Magic each day. Ah, they are done. I am curious about the Greengrasses' Mansion. Hermione told us it was huge. Well, we still have an hour before we have to be there. There is a shop that sells scuba and snorkeling gear. The kids need them if they want to swim in the sea."

Xxxxx

Astoria stood in front of me and looked up and down at me, "Wow! How did you do that? You changed from a skinny guy into a handsome hunk in a week! How did you get buffed up so fast?"

I looked at her chest and asked, "Why? Do you have some parts on your body that need to be bigger?"

Astoria didn't expect that bold response and covered her chest with her arms, "No! I am just fine, perfectly fine."

Tracey looked at me from all sides and asked, "That is faster than I expected. The books said it needs at least a month. How did you speed it up so fast?"

I shrugged, "Basic biology, Tracey. If you train hard, your body will compensate by sending more energy to your muscles, making them stronger and growing new muscles. When you stop training, that energy will fade away. But if you keep on training with a day interval to recuperate, you will get stronger, more food will give you more muscles."

I grinned and explained, "Potions cut into the recuperation time. Instead of working out once every two days, I worked out three times a day. Add skelegrow and musclegrow in the mix, and you have me. Too bad I have to wait until my body finishes growing to fix my eyes."

Jean commented, "This week, we watched Harry grow in front of us. It defied everything we know about the human body. Magic is a cheat."

Hermione whispered in Daphne's ear, "It does wonders in bed. Harry lasts longer, and he is more forceful, just the way I like it. Yesterday was mind-blowing."

Daphne pinched Hermione and silently hissed, "You are mean, Hermione! You know we have to stay maidens! Stop bragging, or we will spank your butt."

Xxxxx

We had lunch in the small dining room, which could still seat fifty people, but it was the smallest they had. I asked, "Did my parents have a manor?"

Cyrus answered, "They did, in Wales. It got destroyed during the war, a few weeks before your parents were killed. You Know Who lost twenty men before he could kill your Grandparents, and it was only possible because they were betrayed. We first thought it was Sirius Black, but it turned out to be Pettigrew who let them in."

Cyrus looked thoughtful and said after some thinking, "If I recall, that mansion had the same safety features as this one. Which means by the first signs of danger, the elves transported the portraits, heirlooms, and library to a safe house weeks or months in advance. Your account manager has a list of your properties."

I asked, "Did they have many elves?"

Cyrus shook his head, "They did, but they did not survive. Sirius called them, but none came. They probably died."

I called out, "Dobby? can you come here?"

After a minute, Dobby popped in, "Master Harry sir called?"

After some thinking, I said, "Ask Cutthroat where our mansion was, and try to find out what happened with our elves. take your time for it, Dobby. I don't have much hope after all those years."

Dobby nodded, "Dobby will. Bonny Zinny and Minny will help look, Master Harry, sir."

Dobby popped away. Veronica asked, "Why was Dobby so slow to come here? Normally, they are here within five seconds."

I smiled, "Dobby is breeding seven House elves, he needs time to make himself presentable and clean."

Hermione added, "Lately, Harry has been corrupting Dobby's girls. Now they are at three at the same time and planning on four."

I chuckled, "Bonny is the best, and a quick learner."

Betty became visible and asked me, "Dobby be a breeder?"

I nodded, "According to Bonny, Dobby is strong and has plenty of Magic, enough to make a lot of babies."

Betty looked pleadingly at Cyrus with an untold question in her eyes. Veronica decided to help her case, "Cyrus, Betty is of the ideal age to breed. It can't be Benny, her brother, and the others are their parents' age. Maybe you should talk to Harry."

I shook my head, "Not me, I permitted Dobby to breed whenever he wants, with whoever he wants, and with whoever wants him. If Betty gets your permission, she has to convince Dobby… no, talk to Bonny, she is managing the rotation. I can put in a good word, but will not command it."

I looked at Betty and said, "I think that won't be a problem. Betty is a pretty, hardworking Elf. She will no doubt be number eight."

I grinned at Cyrus, "I give Dobby extra Magic every day."

Cyrus asked me, "What about the offspring? Where do they go? Who decides the ownership?"

I shrugged, "I leave that to Dobby. If there is no room in the home of the mother, then I will accept them in mine. I know Dobby will only breed with elves who want a baby, not with elves who are being commanded to breed. Although it is Bonny who is making the decisions."

Cyrus looked at Betty and said, "Betty, at the moment we don't need more Elves at Greengrass Manor, but soon Daphne will get married. She could use a personal elf to take care of future babies. You have my permission if you agree to let your child serve Daphne."

Betty nodded furiously, "Mistress Daphne be a nice person, Master. My baby be happy with Mistress Daphne."

Xxxxx

Back in Daphne's room… Quarters, we sat in her common room, Daphne said, "So, the day after tomorrow you are going starkers in France, with Hermione and Luna."

I nodded, "I have been naked all week at Hermione's house. It doesn't bother me much, not now that I am a bit bigger and bulkier."

Tracey demanded, "Show us!"

Hermione said to me, "It was the potions Tracey provided that made you look like this, Harry. She earned it."

I pointed to Astoria, "What about little miss? How much does she know?"

Daphne answered, "We told her everything, Harry. We can't leave her unsupervised for two evenings each weekend. Besides, she will also need the books from the room to catch up."

I asked, "What if she makes best friends and tells them about the room?"

Tracey answered, "We told her you are permitted to spank her bare ass if she spills our secrets, Harry."

I sighed and stripped out of my clothes. Butt naked, I stood before Tracey and Daphne, and gave them an eyeful of Dude, who stood proudly up, ready for duty.

Tracey whistled, "Potter, you clean up nicely. No more small or skinny. Turn so that we can see your scars."

I turned my back to them to look at Luna, facing me with hungry eyes. She complained, "Not fair! I have to wait a year to get a piece of you."

Daphne was annoyed, "Shush, you! You are going to sleep in his bed for two months. Why are you complaining? All we can do is look at him. And he is starting to look damn good."

I raised a hand, "Ehmm, I'll get dressed now before the parents come in."

Daphne shook her head, "Five more minutes, Harry. Turn again, Luna has the rest of the holidays to look at your Dude."

When I faced them again, Tracey poked my chest with a finger, "You will be visiting us regularly when you come home from France, you hear?" She sighed, "You are ruining us for other boys, Harry."

I chuckled and asked, "How, Tracey? By not jumping you the moment I got naked before you? I keep it with look but do not touch. Besides, fifteen is the bottom age for me to shag a girl. Luna may sleep in my bed, but I don't lay a hand or Dude on her except maybe when I am sleeping and spoon her."

Luna nodded with a sad face, "I have to rub my fanny by myself." Then she smiled, "I do that while I watch Harry and Hermione are at it. That is so hot to look at that it won't take long to cum."

Daphne frowned and looked at me, "Hermione is still fourteen, Harry. Where did her bottom line go?"

I shrugged, "Last year Hermione used a time turner to follow extra classes. If she didn't age to fifteen, she should be close to it. And it happened by accident, it just slipped in while she was riding on top of me. The second time and third were not accidents at all, I fucked her until we almost passed out."

Hermione smiled, "Harry has more stamina and lasts longer. Last night, we tried out new positions. I still prefer doggy style, but the scissor and wheelbarrow are lots of fun, so is the butterfly. Shower sex is worth it as long as the bottom isn't slippery."

She came closer and stage-whispered, "When he was eating my pussy yesterday, he used his Parseltongue. I cummed within a minute. No matter how I tried to hold on, it felt that good. Daddy got worried and came looking to see why I screamed that loud."

Hermione giggled, "It was a bit embarrassing. Harry sat with his legs crossed on the bed, and I had my legs wrapped around his head with my ass in the air, while he was hissing to my clit."

Tracey asked, "Did you suck him, Hermione?"

Hermione nodded, "Of course. If he eats me out, why wouldn't I spoil his Dude? It tastes a bit salty, but not bad. I read the taste differences depending on what he eats before, but I could not test that yet."

Astoria said, "Show us!"

I shook my head, "I am certain your father is monitoring this room for sexual activities with a boy. We'd better not risk it."

Daphne frowned, "Why do you think Daddy has such wards installed, Harry?"

I answered, while I put my clothes back on, "Because those are the wards I am going to install in our daughter's room, Daphne. There should be at least one intent-based ward active. Like the wards that prevent boys from entering the girls' dorms at Hogwarts."

"Our Daughter, Harry?" asked Daphne.

I nodded, "Sure, why not? At the moment, I have seven girlfriends, or seven girls who are my friends. Either way, sometimes I imagine what married life would be with all of you, having kids, growing old together. That's why I said our Daughter, Daphne."

Luna said, "I'll be having twin girls and a boy. Pandora, Pyrrha, and Xander. The names of Lovegood Heirs always start with an X."

Luna shook her head when the other girls looked at her with sparkling eyes, "It doesn't work that way. There are too many events that can change everything. Sometimes I see us all happy, sometimes we drift apart. Hermione and I are certain that we will marry Harry. How certain are you?"

I said to comfort them, "Let's have fun for two years, and be more serious after that. We talk about babies when we graduate… after we are married, of course.

Xxxxx

We returned home with Luna. Xeno was in Germany recuperating in an institution specializing in long-term spell damage. Dumbledore's spell made the emotional change permanent after a period of time. Xeno is a borderline case. A year longer, and it would have been irreversible.

I told them I would pay for it and would recover the money from Dumbledore.

Xxxxx

Bonny and Zinny enlarged my bed, which made Luna sad, she is missing out on skin contact that way. This is the last night in Britain, so we had to make it count. Hermione presented her snatch at me, without words, I knew what she was craving for. My Parseltongue made her cum every two minutes until she collapsed on me.

Slowly, Hermione recovered and made Dude very happy by kissing and sucking it. Luna watched it with wide eyes while rubbing her clit. She lost it when I said, "Luna, turn your body to me so I can have a better look."

That drove her over the edge, and she called upon Morgana. I tapped Hermione and said, "On your back, love, we are going Missionary in all its variations tonight."

The missionary is basic but very intimate. Our faces are close together, kissing and whispering sweet words have more meaning, there is more skin contact, our skin is a big organ and very sensitive. Missionary is bringing Hermione to a new height fast. Then, on instinct, Hermione spread he legs wide, allowing Dude to penetrate deeper inside. Hermione pulled her knees up, which made her cunt go higher and my Dude slide against her G-spot.

Hermione moaned, "Oh, Morgana! Harry, don't stop doing that! Fuck me harder! Show your Consort what she will get when she turns fifteen! Fill me up, love!"

That was enough to shoot my load inside. After recuperating for a few minutes with some tender love and care, Dude was ready for action again. I pulled Hermione on top, "Ride me hard, slut. Our Consort is watching us. Bend forward, I want to suck your tits… damn birds."

Hermione growled, "Call them tits, Harry, I want you to call them tits and boobies and pussy, fuck those birds and cats! Now suck my tits and shag me hard, Harry."

Two hours later, a well shagged couple and a well-rubbed Luna fell asleep.

Xxxxx

I woke up spooning Luna. She was cheating. She held my arm between her legs and dry humped Dude with her ass. I pretended to be asleep and let her finish. Maybe Hermione and Luna should switch sides, as I tend to wake up in the same position.

The alarm went off, and we prepared for our flight. Dobby prepared breakfast, assisted by Bonny, Zinny, and Minny. Ah? Is Betty here too? I smiled at her, "Congratulations, Betty. I hope you have a lot of fun making a baby with Dobby. Did you learn something new?"

Betty blushed, but answered, "Betty learned lots from Master Harry. Bonny made Breeding be fun. Dobby has lots of Magic."

OK… She learned from me? I'd better not ask. I changed the subject, "Dobby? Are you coming with us or staying here? How far can you pop?"

Dobby answered, "Dobby looked at the map. Dobby can reach Master. Old Master had house close by. Dobby be stronger now."

I nodded, "Then you can stay here and watch the house. The hotel has staff who serve us. Pop once a day over so I can recharge you."

Xxxxx

Luna and I had our eyes wide open. Old Guy used to do some City trips and holidays by airplane, but I never saw an airplane up close. Luna was stuck like glue at the windows, watching them land or lift off. She whispered, "So many of them! Where do they go?"

Hermione pointed at the information board and said, "On that board, you can see where they are heading. Our flight to Marseille is scheduled to depart in 1 hour. Our luggage is already being loaded onto the Airplane. We will board the airplane in forty minutes."

The flight was short, only a few hours to reach Marseilles. Luna did not look away from the window; she took it all in, leaving cloudy London to sunny Southern France. Henri must have done this several times because he went directly to the car rental office.

Henri said, "We are in France, so we rent a French car. I tend to hire a different model each year. This year, I hired a bigger model, a Citroen XM, because we are five people, add the luggage, and a smaller car would be uncomfortable."

Without a GPS, Jean kept her eyes on the map. Our hotel was close to the Camargue, the Delta of the Rhone River. A two-hour drive, we missed a turn, got to the hotel after checking in, entered our suite, Henri and Jean took the Master suite, while the three of us selected a room with a view of the beach.

Henri said, "This is our first day, put your sunblock on, Harry, especially your male parts. They haven't seen the sun and sunburn on it hurts… a lot. Speaking from experience here. Luna, that goes for you too. Sunburn on your boobs hurts, even when you have an ointment to cure it fast. Magic is such a cheat."

Xxxxx

We forgot all about Hogwarts and its senile Headmaster and enjoyed our beach. Compared with Old Guy's memories, the only difference in his holidays was the clothes. The rest was pretty much the same.

Luna and Hermione refused to change sides, so three out of five times, I will wake up spooning Luna. Knowing she will become a consort in the future made me a bit more forthcoming, and let Luna enjoy waking up in my arms. Hermione usually took Dude for a morning workout when all three were awake.

To avoid making a mess, she swallowed it all. I'm not complaining at all. We got into a routine: Henri and I went to the Hotel Gym early in the morning. After breakfast, we spent our time on the beach, after lunch, we took a dip in the sea, and we visited villages at dinner time, eating the local food. At night, Dobby pops in for his boost, tired but happy, and he pops back home for another round.

To be honest, if you think of a nude beach, you imagine lots of pretty girls and buffed jocks. Far from it! Take a stroll through your village or house block and count how many pretty girls you encounter. The beach is the same; it is littered with ordinary people, and only one out of a hundred is model pretty. The rest are regular: a belly, bald, stretch marks from having a baby or two, saggy tits, and a beer belly. The beach has them all. And yes, old people have gray pubic hair.

Couples like Henri and Jean are an exception. I think they secretly enjoy being watched. Luna and Hermione are also turning heads, they are starting to be perfect eye candy. The new and improved Potter is also drawing looks, from forty-plus women, mostly, but I draw looks. It is still better than the pity looks I got for being a small, skinny boy.

Xxxxx

We made two friends... Luna and Hermione made two friends. Two girls who have a suite on the same floor as us. Sisters, plain-looking brunettes, a bit to the chubby side, but friendly. Luna and I are learning French, while the eldest sister is learning English; we did an equal exchange. Hermione is the bridge between us, translating every word we miss. As far as I could understand, their parents are shareholders of the company that owns this chain of hotels.

Well, we have two weeks left to have fun.

When the sisters noticed we were not looking for a partner or entertainment, they kept it to socializing. We studied French in the evenings, in our room, or in the sister's suite. I bought some books and a dictionary for Luna and me, and with the sisters' help, we started to understand some of it. Not the locals, though, they talk too fast and have a dialect that is hard to understand.

Our Hotel is excellent, only not very soundproof. The doors of our bedroom are paper-thin, and the sounds of Henri and Jean making love are as if they are fucking next to our bed. That means Henri and Jean are listening to us while we were fucking like bunnies. Listening to Hermione's potty mouth… hearing Luna and Hermione scream at Morgana… it spiced up their love life, but it was nerve-wracking to me.

We got over it eventually. Now, Hermione gets hornier when she hears her parents shag. She has the same habits as her mum, who is a potty mouth too. Often, they were riling each other up with their comments, and we had to deliver. Poor Luna was rubbing her clit raw.

Florine shrugged when we were in our room learning French and English, "Our Parents do the same, they get off on other people listening to them."

She grinned at Hermione, "I bet you get off on it when your parents hear you fuck Harry."