12 Greatness is standing on the shoulders of Giants!
Hermione looked around and gasped, she was in the headmaster's office and Harry was sitting behind the headmaster's desk! Then something clicked in her mind, she hadn't masturbated in the restricted section… yet. Second of all, it is July! Third, and most of all, Madam Pince never caught her when she was masturbating in the library!
When Hermione noticed my grin, she got the message and got into her role. She answered, "Headmaster, I am truly sorry. I saw a spell in a book that I had to try out."
I asked, "What was that spell, student Granger? Name that book that made you shamelessly masturbate in the library."
Hermione blushed, "A hundred and one spells for the lonely witch, Headmaster. It was in the Druid section under nature spells. Lilith Lovegood is the Author. The spell goes: Virgam meam crassiorem et vibrantem fac."
I was puzzled, "What exactly does that spell do, student Granger?"
Hermione whispered, "It increases the girth of my wand and makes it vibrate, Headmaster."
I pushed my chair a bit backward and patted my desk, "Sit on my desk and demonstrate that spell for me, student Granger. I want to examine that spell in case it is harmful for students."
Hermione's eyes sparkled. She got behind the desk and faced me. Slowly, she sat on my desk and put her feet on the armrests of my chair, giving me a full view of the goods. Hmm? Where are her panties?
Hermione leaned back on her elbows and softly said, "I would rather have a real one inside of me, Headmaster."
I dropped my pants and grinned, "You read my mind, Student Granger."
When my Dude was about to enter the cave of pleasures, Dobby popped the Patil twins in the office. Parvati protested, "Hermione! Don't be selfish, we want to have fun here too!… No, this is actually interesting. Fuck her, Headmaster. We were the ones who called Madam Pince on her, she was hogging that book all of the time! On your back, slut, so we can have a clear view."
Now we are talking! Dude went in with a big trust, while Hermione lay down on the desk, "Open your blouse, Slut, we want to see your tits shake." came the voice of Parvati, "Pad, rip that blouse open and play with her tits!"
Padma got flustered, but obeyed when I told her, "Do it, Padma, rip that blouse apart and play with her tits."
Parvati grinned when she saw Padma rip Hermione's blouse and watch Hermione's nipple-free bra. "Play with those tits, Pad, suck them!"
Padma was leaning over Hermione's head to reach the tits. Once she had a nipple in her mouth, she felt Hermione grab her boobs and fondle them. I groaned, "Parvati, I want to see Padma's tits too, open her shirt so I can look at them!… yours too."
Parvati unbuttoned her shirt slowly and showed a black lacy bra. She went behind Padma and unbuttoned her shirt too, showing a white lacy bra. Hermione took advantage, pulled Padma's bra down, and started sucking one of her nipples.
Parvati grinned and teased, "Do you like the view, Headmaster? Two bookworms sucking each other's tits while you are fucking one of them. Here, let me come to your side. There is a clit that is begging to be rubbed."
After a few minutes, Hermione lost it and came with a scream, spoiled from three sides was too much for her. It was for me too when Parvati said, "Fill her up, Headmaster, shoot your load deep inside her. There is another bookworm that is craving for your Dude."
Dobby popped two more girls in, Luna pouted, "Not fair! You started without us!"
Ginny was panting, "I had to run to get outside the Burrow's wards before Dobby could pop me to Luna. We want to play too, Parvati."
"ENOUGH!" came a voice from one of the paintings, "Never in all these years did I see students misbehave like that! Stop befouling the Headmaster's desk like that!"
I frowned. Who the fuck is yelling? Ah, Armando Dippet, the headmaster before Dumbledore. The other paintings were awake but did not react or comment.
I kept on trusting in Hermione when I said, "I can understand you never saw that, Dippet, Dumbledore was gay, you would at most see him bugger Snape or one of his students. Let me remind you that I am Lord Slytherin, temporary Headmaster of Hogwarts, and I am currently roleplaying with my fiancées. So shut your trap or move to another painting, I am about to shoot my load in Lady Potter!"
"Shut up, Dippet!" came from a painting picturing a medieval Headmaster, "you are spoiling the only bit of fun we can have in here! It has been from the time Dillis got it from behind with Ambrose that this office saw some action, besides you and Albus jacking off in here. Not something I enjoyed watching, especially when you were sucking each other off."
I groaned, "Thank you, Gramps, for killing the mood. That is a nasty mental picture you put in my head."
Dillis protested, "I was in my forties when I did that, Potter! Don't judge me by the age of my painting."
Ambrose nodded, "I had her the same way you were having fun just now, Lord Slytherin. Too bad nobody else was there to help out. She had a fine body and killer baps, though."
The medieval Headmaster shrugged, "In our days, it was not an exception for graduates to show their gratitude to the Headmaster or favorite Professors. Some of the new magics wanted a child from us to start a new bloodline. I sired many children that way. Ah, I remember Dotty Weasley and Brinna Diggory, they came at me together until both were with child."
One of the oldest paintings commented, "That was common practice in the old days, Heliotrope. Witches were attracted to powerful wizards to get the best offspring possible. In our days, single mothers were no exception. With Magic, they could raise their children alone if they had to. Most formed covens, though."
The old Headmaster continued, "Rumors had it that Godric sired a lot of children. Not Salazar, his wife and two children were murdered by superstitious villagers, he never took another girl. He left the country when his last daughter became a concubine of the Gaunts."
Nothing kills the mood more than when a bunch of old fossils start yapping about the good old days. Parvati was buttoning her shirt, Padma did the same, Hermione cast a reparo on her blouse with a sad face, and sighed when Dude hung his head down, he could not deliver.
I pulled my pants back up and spotted Dumbledore's painting. Dumbledore is sleeping, it takes a few weeks to wake him up. I called out, "Dobby! Can you bring the bottle labeled Aceton and the plastic gloves I bought with the bottle?"
I turned to the paintings and said, "Maybe you already heard it, yesterday, Dumbledore was declared a Dark Lord. For his actions in the first civil war and crimes against me and my parents. First of all, his painting will be put in a storage room where he can not harm or influence students or Headmasters."
I took the bottle of Aceton and conjured a piece of cloth. I put my plastic gloves on and wet the cloth with Aceton, I commented, while I began to remove the paint bordering the frame. "I read that if the paint doesn't reach the frame, nobody can get in or out of the painting. That is what I am doing right now. I am locking the old bastard up."
When it was done, I grinned, "You know, Dumbledore had a way with words. He could convince a corpse that it was their fault for being dead. Let's remove those lips like I did with Walburga… better! Oh! He had to have that wand in his painting… not anymore. What to do with those bookcases? Nah, keep them, I'll just smudge his eyes a bit, let's name it cataract."
I looked at Armando Dippet, "Let's hear why Dippet here allowed Dumbledore to abuse his students? Could it have been because Dumbledore pointed like-minded students his way?"
Armando sputtered, "I never abused students, Lord Slytherin! Stay away from my painting with that cursed bottle!"
Xxxxx
We returned to Grimmauld Place, I complained, "Those fucking paintings ruined our fun time!"
Ginny shuddered, "It is weird to find out that our House was created at the same time as the Diggorys. A threesome of two graduates with Headmaster Heliotrope Wilkins in the fourteenth century. Dad will freak out when I tell him about it. Or Mum! Great, Great, Multiple Great Granny was having a kid out of wedlock! The scandal! The shame! The Threesome!"
Penny asked, "What paintings could kill your fun time, Harry? What kind of fun were you talking about?"
Parvati was happy to explain, "Role playing in the Headmaster's office. Harry was fucking Hermione on the Headmaster's desk when we arrived. Padma and I helped out. When Luna and Ginny wanted to play too, Armando Dippet had to run his mouth and ruin it."
Penny frowned, "You fucked your slut on the Headmaster's desk? What? I am not deaf, you know, I heard you call her your slut plenty of times!"
I shrugged, "I called Hermione my slut in our bedroom, Penny. And I am certain that I silenced my room almost every time. How did you hear that plenty of times?"
Parvati giggled, "It must be a listening spell! Penny is a perv too! I knew it!"
Penny rolled her eyes, "It is hard to miss when you sleep in the room next to him, Parvati. Their dirty talk was quite loud."
Luna grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs, "We will continue in Harry's room. Penny, it will take two or three hours. Don't you dare to record it."
Parvati giggled, "Luna, you just gave her the idea to do that!"
Luna smiled while she was pulling me along, "I know, Parv."
Xxxxx
The Country was shocked, from one day to the next, Dumbledore was outed as a Dark Lord, and proclaimed dead the next day. Rumors say that Lord Slytherin finished him, or that Dark Lord Potter took Hogwarts and is planning to attack the Minister.
It took a while for the rumors to calm down. Minister Bones gave a statement at the Wireless.
Yesterday, in the Emergency meeting of the Wizengamot, we declared Albus Dumbledore a Dark Lord. People who were listening to the live broadcast of the Wizengamot heard the reasons.
Albus Dumbledore tried to escape with his Phoenix, when that failed, he escaped with the help of a House Elf. Lord Potter called out that Dumbledore would flee to Hogwarts and turn it into a fortress.
Two teams rushed to Hogwarts but were too late. Dumbledore, in his function of Headmaster, put Hogwarts in Lockdown and activated the war wards. As you all know, Hogwarts is autonomous from the Ministry and can not be controlled.
Last night, Dumbledore died. When we questioned the Head Elf, he testified that Lord Potter, as Lord Slytherin, fired Albus Dumbledore and ordered him to evict Dumbledore out of the wards with his possessions. That is what the Head Elf did. He did not know what happened to Dumbledore after that.
Lord Potter messaged me that he took control of Hogwarts and invited me to breakfast. At the breakfast table, Deputy Headmistress McGonagall reported the death of Albus Dumbledore due that the oaths she took to Dumbledore were gone. A fact that can only be done if the recipient dies.
On Lord Slytherin's advice, we took the complete staff to St Mungo's to have them examined. What we found out shocked us. Every member of the staff was having signs of their memories being altered or Obliviated. Our most experienced healer discovered Alchemy-based potions in their bodies. The school nurse, Madam Pomfrey, had it worse. She can not perform her duties anymore, her mind is too damaged.
The staff will spend a week in St Mungo's to clear all the damage, then they will have to testify to what happened all the years they were at Hogwarts. Dark Dumbledore did a lot of damage to our nation. It will take years to rectify what he destroyed.
Lord Slytherin is in charge of Hogwarts at the moment. He told me he will wait to hire new Professors until it is clear who deserves to stay. Three positions are currently open, Potions, History, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. St Mungo's will appoint a new healer.
We are still looking for Dolores Umbridge, there is an arrest warrant out for her for torturing students with a blood quill. Any tips to lead to her arrest are welcome.
Last, but not least, we appoint a team from the Department of Mysteries to look for the curse on the DADA position and remove it. Something that should have been done more than twenty years ago.
We ask the public to be patient, and candidates for the positions I just named, to send their resumes to Lord Slytherin.
Xxxxx
When we came down for lunch, very satisfied, Penny replayed the speech. Parvati scoffed, "If Hogwarts is autonomous, why was Umbitch running wild in it?"
Hermione shrugged, "Napoleon said, never stop an enemy when he is busy making mistakes. Voldemort was resurrected, it was just a matter of time before it came out. The bigger the mess Umbridge made, the better he would look when he was proven to be right. It did, he got his Chief Warlock seat back and his place in the ICW. Not the Mugwump, that job went to a witch from Nigeria last year."
Penny added, "It made the Ministry look like fools, especially Fudge. He was listening to Malfoy for years, until Malfoy got caught red-handed. Word is that he is hiding, others say that he was eliminated by members of the Ministry or Death Eaters. There are also some that say he made a run for it to South America, with his Paramour."
I pointed out, "Penny, there is no more danger to the Wireless, you can tell the director to arrange the repair of the building and equipment. On my tab. We will calculate the costs the shareholders have to pay."
Penney asked, "Does that mean I have to move out, Harry?"
I shook my head, "No, I like having you here. Through you, I stay in contact with the news, and you are easy on the eyes. You are also the one who can keep my feet on the ground."
Luna added, "And he loves it when someone is listening when he is talking dirty to us."
I shrugged, "I can't deny that. It will go up a nudge now that I know Penny is listening."
Parvati asked, "Will she be one of us, Harry? Do you have a Lordship to spare for Penny?"
I thought it over and answered, "Hermione will be Lady Potter, Ginny is Lady Black, Parvati for Lady Slytherin, and Padma for Lady Gaunt. I can claim House Peverell for Penny, so that Luna can be Consort Peverell, she needs to keep Lovegood. Am I right, Luna?"
Luna gasped, "You collected all three? When? How? Where? Of course, I want to be Consort Peverell!"
Penny shook her head, "Not happening, I am dating Bart from the day after we went to the Basilisk. We are like-minded and want to see it through." She looked at me and said, "When it gets serious, I will move to his place, Harry."
I nodded, "I wish you all the happiness in the world, Penny. You were a big help to me. Stay as long as you want, and expect a big wedding gift from me if you decide to tie the knot."
Padma held her hand up, "Then I want to be Lady Peverell, Harry. Gaunt is an old house too, but it has a bad reputation."
Luna giggled, "Padma Gaunt doesn't sound good either. Padma Peverell, however, Lady PP… No, we will never say that. That sounds wrong too."
I warned Luna, "I can not claim House Peverell yet. Voldemort cursed the stone with something foul. The Goblin will break the curse on it first week of August, at the same time as the curse behind my scar, the locket, and the Tiara."
Ginny gasped, "It is your birthday next week, Harry!" She sat on my lap and stage whispered, "We will go all the way that day, Harry. Luna and I will give our first time to you."
Parvati rolled her eyes, "You gave him plenty of firsts today, Ginny. Are you sure you can hold back until next week?"
Ginny sniffed, "We can, Parvati. As long as you don't heat us up and make us do crazy stuff like today."
Xxxxx
That night, Dobby and I took a trip to the Cairngorms, a nature park in Scotland. Dobby remembered a valley where his old master had a cottage under wards. We spotted a dozen Giants and a big fenced field with a few sheep in it.
Dobby said, "We be just on time, Master. They be out of food tomorrow. We be preparing the good stuff?"
I shook my head, "We can't, the explosions will attract the rangers and those big bodies are too hard to dispose of. They are too much for the Acromantula to feed upon. We need the Ministry to clear this mess. We have to use the sniper."
Dobby sighed, "Dobby will prepare a spot, Master."
Dobby popped me to a spot up a Munro… that is what they call a mountain here. I didn't know either. I installed my Sniper with a clear view of my targets. I scouted the area, ah, the Giants wanted a change of diet? I spotted the remains of two Death Eater Grunts. The Giants must have noticed there was no fresh supply of food.
Carefully, I selected my first targets. They are sleeping, I'd better not wake them up. I aimed at the first one and pulled the trigger. The bullet entered the jaw of the Giant and traveled to its brain. Instant kill! The others didn't wake up. The second Giant got the same headshot. The third had his back turned to me, the bullet entered the skull next to the spine from below. That is three down, nine to go.
The Giants started to wake up, three impacts from sniper bullets made a noise, this started a rapid fire. I targeted the weak spots of the giants. A bullet through the neck does a lot of damage, it is not an instant kill, but they won't survive. Their skulls are too hard to penetrate, with a bit of luck, I downed four of them.
That made the Giants crouch down behind the dead bodies and look for me. They got the general direction from where the bullets came from. Five more to go, I can't be spotted below my invisibility cloak, my rifle is silenced, the flashes from my Rifle are obvious, though.
I targeted the meanest looking Giant, and risked a headshot through the eye… no, the nose is better, it is bigger and has access to the brain. Bullseye! Bull's nose rather. Quickly, I got a second one while two giants made a rush to my spot. The last one turned tail and made a run for it.
One of the giants had his hand before his face for protection. I got the second one with a nose shot. The first one was quickly closing in, I had to remove that hand… A nut shot made the giant fall on his knees with his mouth wide open and his hands between his legs. I put a bullet in his nose, of course.
Boy, Giants can run fast! They can't outrun a bullet, though. My aim was perfect, and the Giant got an extra hole to shit. One after the other bullet made extra assholes. Cruel? Mean? Twenty-five-foot-tall giants have to be dealt with from a distance… a long distance. The puts has a helmet on, so a headshot is out, one in the neck will do… two will do… OK, three, four, five! Done and Done!
Giants are like Trolls, they can heal fast, so this one kept on pumping bullets into everything that moved. Finally, I went down and checked them out. With my trusty rifle in my hand, of course.
Xxxxx
I returned home and said to Penny, "An anonymous tip from a listener will point you to a hidden valley where a dozen Giants were sheltered by the Malfoys. That Mad Bomber killed all those Giants… let's not call him a mad bomber, that is bad for my rep. A vigilante, a freedom fighter like that Dude Wallace… no, not him, he got his guts pulled out, we can't have that. Blue isn't my color either."
Penny asked to be sure, "You killed a dozen Giants? How? Bullets hardly harm them, nor any spells. To kill one, a team of at least fourteen experienced Wizards is needed!"
I shrugged, "Penny, the last one that tried to shoot a giant did that with a Musket more than a hundred eighty years ago. My snappy fired ten shots a minute, and twenty shots a minute when they came running to me. I targeted the weak spots, like the throat and nose. Here are the coordinates for the portkey. With a bit of luck, you get the morning news with it. I am off to bed."
Xxxxx
I woke up when Hermione got into my bed. She asked when she spooned with me, "Harry? What are you doing all night that you are sleeping in each day? It is almost lunchtime."
I turned to her and hugged her, "Maybe I am pretending to be asleep so my Lady Potter joins me in bed? Good morning, sweetheart."
Hermione shook her head, "It happens whenever Penny reports on something big, like exploding Malfoy Manor, or Greyback's house, Nott Mansion, and today the dozen Giants. Did you know they found Crabbe and Goyle there? What was left of them.
I shrugged, "That is another question for Narcissa. Why did she not report them?"
Hermione frowned, "How did you know that lodge was from Malfoy?"
I pecked her lips, "I spoke with Penny before she left. She got a tip from a fan."
Hmm, that was close. Hermione is the sharpest tool in the box and won't miss those clues. I'd better keep my mouth shut.
Xxxxx
A dozen dead Giants is big news, there are not that many left after I was done with them. There were no females; they must have stayed behind in Russia, Siberia, or wherever they lived.
I got asked by the Department of Mysteries to give access to the Wardstones. As in all the Fan Fictions, Dumbledore messed them up good. He even made Slytherins and Griffindors mistrust each other with it. Wards that alert to spells and violence in the hallways? Dumbledore did not need those.
One after the other was reset or corrected. Some were completely removed. It took two days to set it all straight. The unspeakables were mad at me for mutilating Dumbledore's painting, one of them said, "We had questions for him, Lord Slytherin. Now we will never know the answers!"
I shrugged, "Do you really think he would tell you the truth? Wake up, man, Madam, whatever your gender is. That man had a God complex. What answers do you expect to hear?"
Xxxxx
It's my birthday! The second one with a cake! The one from Hagrid's pocket counts as one. As Lord Potter-Black-Slytherin-Gaunt, my social standards demanded that I invite my peers and family… OK… those are the Su and Patils, I can not skip those. Daddy Lovegood, the Grangers, and the Weasleys have to be here.
Then there is Susan Bones and her Siamese twin Hannah with Aunty and parents, of course. The Longbottoms, we can not skip the old hag. Although Neville said she mellowed down after our stunt in the DoM. He has his new wand and is proving that he is not a squib.
The Greengrasses and Davis came with their offspring. They are the only ones besides Penny who know the Vigilant, the Freedom fighter… they better keep their mouth shut.
Anyway, Winky has recovered and loves the work, so do Dobby and Bessy love the party. Kreacher? He is serving the purebloods. The house is almost clean. Only the master bedrooms need work. Buckbeak did a number on those rooms.
Anyway, I changed from a kid who never got a party, never was asked to attend a party, to a rich snob who needs to throw a party, caused by social standards. Another dilemma, it is expected as a Lord to mingle with the Lords, and as a kid, to mingle with the heirs and possible marriage candidates. Although I sorted them out already… except Gaunt.
Lord Su saved me, "Mingle with the young ones, Harry. We keep the adults happy."
The Weasley clan was present, Twins, Ron, and Ginny. Social climber Percy was licking boots with Madam Bones, the Greengrasses, and Davis, not to forget Lord Su and Lord Patil. A surprise was Bill Weasley and his girlfriend, Fleur Delacour. Meh, she works at Gringotts. If they can't detect love potions, then there is no hope.
Ron was bragging about his new stuff, "A Clean sweep 380! The broom to have for a keeper! I bought a full set of keeper gear too. See my boots? Dragon leather! I finally get to wear Acromantula silk."
I shook my head, "Ron, you are almost sixteen, you have two or three more years to grow. Everything you bought now will be too small when you stop growing. How many Galleons did you spend? You only got 10,000 Galleons, you need that for two more years at Hogwarts, and what comes after that."
Ron stuck up his nose, "I am a master strategist, Harry. My chess skills prove it. Money will not be a problem anymore."
I patted his back, "Sorry to disappoint you, Ron. Being good at chess has nothing to do with strategy. Generals or Admirals don't have enough time to play chess and are at most passable at that game. Chess Grandmasters are horrible at strategy, besides that game. They are too focused on that Game to have interest in something else. Let them lead a battle, and their asses will get kicked. It is, after all, just a game to pass the time."
Bill heard me and added, "Harry is right, Ron, you can only make money from chess if you become a professional chess player, that means playing against Muggles. If you don't want that, you'd better study hard. Or you end up in Fred and George's joke shop stocking shelves."
Fred protested, "Hey! That is an honorable Job! Verity loves that job! She does the cash register too. And pretty to look at."
"Prettier than me, Fred?" came Alicia's voice from behind him.
Fred shook his head, "It is impossible to find someone prettier than you, Alicia."
Ron couched, "Whipped!"
Xxxxx
At the end of the party, Tracey asked, "We talked to your girlfriends, who do you have in mind for House Gaunt?
13 Lady Gaunt?
Hmm? Tracey and Daphne are still here? Their parents left hours ago. They have been whispering with the girls all night. I looked around… The Twin Weasleys with their girlfriends were the last ones to leave. Only my girls, Penny, and those two are still here.
I raised my right eyebrow, "Why? Are you volunteering, Tracey? The job is still open. If you are interested, just say the word."
Tracey got a stubborn look on her face, "So, what if I am volunteering? We heard what those bastards were planning to do that night. If someone deserves our love, it is you."
Hermione stood up and cheered, "I knew it was Harry who destroyed Malfoy's Mansion! I just knew it!" She gasped, "The Giants! It was you too! Fenrir and his pack! Nott Mansion! Did you do Dumbledore, too, Harry?"
Penny dryly commented, "Ask him who he didn't do, Hermione. Last I heard, he did you on the Headmaster's desk, and finished the job here upstairs."
Parvati giggled, "We were planning to let Harry do us all, tonight. You are welcome to join us, Tracey and Daphne. Penny doesn't want to, she is dating someone. She doesn't know what she is missing, though. Parseltongue is made to satisfy witches."
I kept on looking at Tracey to see her reaction, but she didn't budge, just gaining a blush. She said, "We witnessed you deal with those Death Eaters and their goons in less than a week. You took care of Dumbledore, and Aunty Amelia said it was you who told them how to clean the Ministry. I doubt we can find a better man elsewhere. So yes, I am volunteering, so is Daphne."
I glanced at Daphne, she nodded, "Consort Potter, Black, or Slytherin, please… No, I'll choose Gaunt, I want to stay with Tracey." She explained further, "Our parents are OK with it. You did more than save our lives and virtue, you saved our family and family businesses too."
Parvati warned them, "Tracey, Daphne, tonight we will let Harry go all the way with us, it was just Hermione before. Today, we are giving ourselves completely to Harry. Are you staying too? You don't have to participate, you are allowed to watch, though. Hermione loves it when someone is listening, or watching her. We like it too now."
Luna dreamily said, "Ginny and I were listening to Harry and Hermione when they were masturbating. Feeling Harry's Parseltongue on my clit is a hundred times better, though. Especially when Ginny was riding my face."
Tracey shrugged, "You can not shock us, Luna. Daphne and I were eating each other out from our third year. Harry's tongue would not make much of a difference."
Ginny giggled, "A challenge, Harry! Eat Tracey's pussy, here and now! Tracey, on that table. If you think you can resist more than five minutes, we will admit defeat."
I shook my head, "You don't have to accept that challenge, Tracey."
Tracey walked slowly to the table, went with her hands under her skirt, and pulled her red panties down. Then she sat down at the table, presented her panties to me, and said, "I will last more than ten minutes, Lord Gaunt. If I win, then I claim Lady Gaunt for me and Consort Gaunt for Daphne."
I got in front of her, took her panties, and stuffed it in my pocket. I raised her skirt to get a good view and asked, "What if I win?"
Tracey grinned, "Then, Lord Gaunt, you may claim me to be your Lady Gaunt and Daphne as Consort Gaunt."
I spread her legs and went down, § Let's see how long you can last, little tramp! For the girls, I sang slow songs, let's find out what heavy metal does for you. Metallica on your snatch will make you scream… what number… Master of Puppets will do. §
Singing a Parseltongue song on a Heavy Metal tune with 220 beats a minute got Tracey screaming for Morgana in less than three minutes. When she came down from her high, Luna said, while she gave me her panties, "Move aside, Lady Gaunt, Lord Gaunt has been holding out on us. I want what she had, Hubby!"
Metallica's Master of Puppets became popular that night, I sang it for Luna, Ginny, Parvati and Padma, Daphne, Penny, Hermione… wait a minute, Penny? I thought she was dating Bart?
When we started the second round, I looked questioningly at Penny. She blushed, "I had to have it once, Boss… twice… thrice. Go down already!"
After the second round, I dropped my pants, sat on the table, and held my hand up, "It is Harry time! I can hardly move my jaw anymore. I want to feel a set of lips on my Dude and a fresh set of lips every three minutes!"
Hermione eagerly said, 'I'll start, Harry, but first get naked. It is not a sexy look watching you with your pants on your ankles."
With a spell, all my clothes vanished. Those bitches! They vanished my hard-earned panties! I groaned, "Hey! There were eight perfect panties in my pockets! I wanted to keep them for my collection."
Bessy popped in, "They be in the laundry, Master Harry, with your clothes too."
I smiled, "Thank you, Bessy. Can you put the girls' clothes in the laundry too?"
Bessy snapped her fingers, "They be clean tomorrow morning, Master."
"Thank you for your hard work, Bessy. Tell the others that today was a perfect day thanks to all of you."
I turned to Hermione, pointed down, and asked, "Why aren't there sucking noises and your lips on my Dude, Hermione?"
While Hermione sucked on Dude as if it were a lollipop, I admired the scenery. Seven butt naked girls surrounded me, with number eight attached to my Dude. Daphne is a natural platinum blonde with a nice trimmed platinum blonde pussy. Tracey is the opposite, with black hair and a black trimmed pussy. I have all the colors, Ginny Red, Luna Blond, Parvati and Padma black, and Penny brown. Hermione shaved it all off.
I'm not a fan of shaved cunts, but it prevents hairballs. What bothers me is that Tracey and Daphne are so comfortable around us… Comfortable around me. Tracey did not have a problem letting me eat her snatch, even when it was a dare. It was as if they already knew what we did in our bedroom… those sneaky bitches! I bet Hermione or the Patils have been talking with them before today... Or gave them a listening spell.
There is no other explanation, they have no problem being naked in front of me. Although after eating them out, it could hardly get more intimate… Double teaming Dude… OK, it can get more intimate. They must have practiced it. Tracey and Daphne took turns to take Dude in their mouth. I groaned. It is hard to control myself when two gorgeous girls are sucking the life out of my Dude.
I warned them, "Watch out, I'm cumming in 3. 2. 1."
Daphne took it all, it was not that much, really. Not even a mouthful. I always wondered when some author claimed to see the belly swell from the amount of cum they pump in it. I mean, pregnancy only starts to show after three or four months, for females below a hundred sixty lbs. Or eighty kilos. That is more than two pounds or one kilo to let a belly swell… Not even a horse produces that much sperm.
Hmm? Daphne shares everything with Tracey, even my spunk! Watching it almost got Dude hard again. Soon, every girl wanted to have a taste, my sperm got passed around, even Penny got a taste. However, I think they just enjoy snogging each other, naked snogging. Great view, I'm not complaining.
I snapped my fingers, "Hello! You are not done yet! Penny, you may start this time."
Did I tell you that Penny is a babe? A solid 9.5 on the scale of 10. Perfect tits, a killer ass, a pretty face, and bloody great with her mouth! Dude was up and ready in seconds! I have to warn you, though, grabbing the head and pushing it down is a big no-no. Did that once, and the wife puked all over my Dude. It took a year for her to do that again.
The twins must have learned something from Tracey and Daphne, and double-teamed me too. Ginny and Luna got on the table and started to kiss me. I am glad they learned the mouth cleaning spell from me. No dude wants to taste his own Dude's spunk… Ron or Draco, perhaps. Wrong mental picture… snogging Ginny, snogging Luna… shooting my load in Padma's mouth… it is great to be me.
I stood up, "Girls, let's take this to the bedroom, it is time to feed some pussies to my Dude. Dobby? A pepper-up potion for me, please. Thank you, Dobby. That will be all for tonight. You did a great job. Enjoy yourself."
Xxxxx
After Ginny, Luna, Parvati, and Padma got a turn, I looked at Tracey and Daphne, "If you want it, you have to go Cowgirl style on me."
Daphne frowned, "I am not going to impersonate a cow, Harry. I will sit this one out. I would love to shag you, but that is going a step too far... Ten steps too far."
Hermione giggled and explained, "Daphne, he means that he will be on his back and you riding him. It is an American expression, from the time they herded cattle from one place to another on horseback. Hence, the cowboys and cowgirls. Mount him, and ride him hard, Daphne!"
Twenty minutes later, Daphne panted, after her second scream to Morgana, "What else do they have in MACUSA? This was marvelous!"
Hermione said, "Well, there is the reverse cowgirl, which is facing the other way."
Tracey pulled Daphne from my body and said, "I want to try that… Harry? Do you still have the stamina for this?"
Bravely, I nodded, "For tonight, yes, but no more than four at the same time in the future, please. I am running on fumes… it is a muggle expression."
Dude was exhausted, still standing brave, but milked out to the last drop. Tracey had fun riding the reverse Cowgirl, going on the calls to Morgana.
Penny was last, weakly I asked, "Rain-check?"
Penny grinned when she got on top of me, "Nope, this is for all the hours you were riling me up with your dirty talk. For all the hours I rubbed my clit raw. For all the hours you made me horny."
Confused, I asked, "What about Bart?"
Penny shrugged, "I lied. Being a lady scares me. They consider me a Muggleborn, and I experienced firsthand what the upper class thinks about Muggleborn. Today I just want to have fun. Now fuck me, Boss."
Xxxxx
I slept until noon, there is something like an upper limit a man can handle, and I crossed it yesterday. When I ate my lunch, a few stacks of letters were waiting for me. Hermione pointed them out, "The biggest stack is job applications, the middle stack is betrothal offers, the smallest stack is alliance offers. New ones, and renewing ones."
Penny said, "Fernsby wants to interview you for your point of view on Hogwarts and the Ministry. Your opinion counts. I also want your approval to tap into pirate radio stations and broadcast them on the third wireless channel. We plan to monitor a few stations and record the programs we like. With a bit of editing, we can fill a day with appropriate music for the young people."
I thought for a bit, "Tell him to come over at one o'clock. You have my blessing for recording pirate radio stations. I will look at the job applications until then, I am going to answer the betrothal offers by telling them all spots are filled. Did everyone go home this morning?"
Hermione shook her head, "Not all of them, Harry. Padma is with Li in the library, Parvati is exploring the basement. The boys are in the playroom, Kreacher has been feeding them snacks and drinks. They were not hungry. Ginny and Luna had to return, they told Molly and Xeno that they were sleeping at the other one's home."
She grinned at me, "Tracey and Daphne went to talk to their parents to write a contract. You impressed them, Harry. Satisfying eight witches on the same night blew their minds. It blew our minds too."
Penny commented, "Boss's Parseltongue is a deadly weapon. It ruins you for other men."
I shrugged, "You had your shot at Lady Gaunt, and you refused, Penny. There are some consort spots open if you change your mind. You are free to make an occasional visit until I marry. I won't cheat on the wives."
I announced, "Tomorrow I will have my scar removed at Gringotts. That will be the end of Voldy. I don't know how long it will take, though."
That will end an Era. The only thing left to do is change the mentality of the Wizards, or we are back at the start in twenty years. My future? Shag eight gorgeous girls, invest in a few Muggle companies, and be filthy rich. All that in less than two months.
Xxxxx
My interview went fine, Fernsby kept it professional.
For our listeners' information, we are currently in the residence of Lord Black. Or should I say Lord Potter, Black, Slytherin, and Gaunt?
Me: I answer to any of those titles, Mr. Fernsby. But you may call me Harry.
Fernsby: You have two Lordships from the Sacred Twenty-eight. What do you feel about that?
Me: Let's be honest, who wrote that book and when? Nott wrote that book at the start of this century. When you follow the lines, a lot of them came from France. That book was just promoting the pureblood lies. Trying to elevate themselves to the true old Houses.
Fernsby: What do you mean by the true Old Houses, Harry?
Me: Li, the daughter of the Proxy House Potter Lord Su Li, let me read an old book from my library. A book about the old Houses. The Houses that started the Wizengamot, that drove the Romans back to Italy, or came with the Vikings. That Old. Malfoy, Lestrange, Nott, or Rosier were just piggybacking on the more ancient lines. They came to Britain after their Revolution and used that book to worm themselves into the upper region of our society.
Me: I will show you the book later. To give you an example, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Emrys, Peverell, Black, Potter, Longbottom, those are some of the Founding Families that shaped our Society. Too bad it went downhill this century. Albus Dumbledore is a big reason for that.
Fernsby: Is it true that you fired Dumbledore from his Headmaster's job?
Me: That is true, the Wizengamot declared him a Dark Lord. I could not let him keep that position. Not after he made Hogwarts his personal fortress to fight the DMLE. To prevent damage to Hogwarts, I fired him and let the elves evict him with his personal possessions.
Fernsby: You are hiring new Professors, History, Potions, and D.A.D.A. Are there other positions open?
Me: That depends. The complete staff is at St Mungo's to clear all the spells and potions Dumbledore put on them. After the DMLE questions them in their part of what went wrong in Hogwarts. There are courses that need a serious revision, though. Muggle Studies, for one, is a century behind. Astronomy is questionable too.
Fernsby took the bait: Astronomy? That is a core course! What is wrong with Astronomy?
Me: Well, the main use of Astronomy is to define the proper time to perform Rituals, and since the fools of the Ministry and ICW banned all Rituals, what use does Astronomy have? Give us the dates of the full moon?
Fernsby: Rituals are banned for a reason, Harry. Too many of them went wrong.
Me: Don't make me laugh, St Mungo's is filled with people that have spell damage, are you going to ban the use of Magic? Forbid wands? Our ancestors started to do Magic by doing Rituals. Were they evil? For every Dark Ritual are ten beneficial Rituals. Just like for every Dark Spell, there are dozens of useful and normal spells.
Fernsby: This will be discussed in the Wizengamot, no doubt. What do you want to change in our society, Harry?
Me: In the short term, it is to revoke all the laws, Fudge, Umbridge, and Dumbledore endorsed or presented. Especially the anti-werewolf laws.
Fernsby: What is wrong with the Anti-Werewolf laws, Harry? They are here to protect us.
Me: Let me ask you, what will a Werewolf do when the Ministry forbids them to find work in the Muggle world or to keep a job in the Wizarding world? These laws are forcing them to commit crimes to stay alive. Fenrir Greyback changed a lot of children into werewolves. Why is the Ministry punishing those children? Did those children volunteer to be bitten?
Me: Those laws have to go, farms have to be founded to grow ingredients for the Wolfsbane potion. That potion should be distributed at cost. Not only will it prevent new people from being contaminated, but crime will go down with it when the Werewolves can do jobs again.
Me: I know this would not make me popular, but imagine what will happen to you when you get bitten and turned into a Werewolf. Will your husband or wife stay with you? Will you keep your job? Will your parents still love you? Will your children run away from you? After all, the Werewolves are evil beings.
Xxxxx
Penny shook her head, "You did it again, Harry. You went through the pureblood's way of life like a bull in a china shop."
I grinned, "I did, Penny. Did you know some American Muggles tested that? They fenced off a meadow and put shelves with china on them. Then they let a bull loose in it. After an hour, the bull did not break one dish or topple a shelf."
Mythbusters, I loved the show, and the myths they busted. Fernsby sighed, "Penny is right, Harry. Nobody likes being told by a student that their whole world is rotten, even when it is a Lord."
I argued, "We need to make use of the current situation, Ferdinand. People witnessed the Ministry help Voldemort's case by refusing to believe me or even to investigate it. They were on the brink of a second civil war if not for someone to take out the trash. We would have the same terror as before. If we don't do something for the Werewolves, they will still be forced to steal."
Xxxxx
Blooddagger and Bluntaxe led me to the ritual chamber. I handed the master Curse Breaker a bag and said, "Three parts of Tom Riddle's soul, I would like to keep the artifacts complete, please."
I turned to Bluntaxe and said, "As Lord Black, I want to hire a team of curse breakers to inspect Bellatrix's Vault. Dispel all artifacts, and all Goblin-made silver is yours to collect. I suspect there is a soul container in there too."
The Master Curse Breaker spoke up, "One of them is the Peverell ring. The Gaunts claimed that ring to be theirs, but it was originally the Peverell ring."
I called out, "I need that ring in one piece, please!"
The curse Breaker pointed to a big stone slab. "On the table, so we can start, Lord Potter. Remove everything from your body except your Lord rings. They will help you.
I sighed. I recognize a slaughter table when I see one. There were channels to drain blood and gore carved in the stone. I turned to Blooddagger and handed him an envelope. "This is my will. Lords Su and Patil were my witnesses, so was Madam Bones. They all have copies."
"A wise precaution, Lord Potter," said the Curse Breaker, "On the table, naked."
When I lay down on the stone table, Humans and Goblins entered the room and took positions against the walls. I recognized Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour. Bewildered, I looked at Blooddagger.
He shrugged, "These are curse breakers who paid to witness the ritual. They paid a lot to watch the Ritual."
I grumbled, "Then this won't cost me except some dignity."
Blooddagger shook his head, "They paid the team of Master Curse breakers for the privilege to witness the Ritual, Lord Potter. You will be billed for the Ritual in full."
I was cursing something foul when they put me to sleep. Cheapskates.
Xxxxx
I survived! That was the first thing on my mind when I woke up. Padma's voice let me look beside my bed. She informed me, "It took two full days to get it out of your head, Harry. You have been out for a week. We have been taking turns to watch over you. Dobby took you home. He will have warned the others by now."
Padma sat on a couch next to my bed, with a book next to her. It took me a while to get my wits back online. One by one, the girls entered my room, gave a small peck on my lips, and sat on the bed, facing me.
I asked, "Did I miss something when I was out? And was it a week after the Goblins were done with me, or is it included?"
"Included, Harry. Father and Uncle Jacob, with their faction, pressured the Ministry to revoke most of the laws of the last twenty years," reported Daphne, "They will be discussed one by one, and canceled if necessary. The ICW is doing the same for the laws Dumbledore endorsed."
Tracey grinned evilly, "Narcissa and Draco are on the run. The DMLE was not happy that she had been hiding a dozen Giants in their lodge. She escaped just in time. Daddy put a bounty on their heads. Five thousand Galleons will be enough to keep them on the move."
Penny reported, "The Wireless is functioning again and fully operational. The normal programs are back on the air, and we are promoting the extra channels. We need a total of ten portables to record all the Quidditch matches, Harry. I took a gamble and approved the acquisition in your name. I discussed it first with your girls, though."
Luna remarked, "You still need to claim House Peverell, hubby."
"And hire new Professors. We made a first selection based on their resumes. We need to investigate the Headmaster's office too." said Hermione
Parvati chuckled, "You want to be fucked on that desk again, admit it, you slut."
Hermione blushed but said, "Of course, I admit it, that was so exhilarating to get fucked on that desk with all those paintings looking at us. And be honest, Parvati, who came running when they found out Harry was about to spear me on that desk?"
Ginny grumbled, "Dippit ruined the mood for that."
I stretched out, "I need a bathroom break, a long soak in my tub, and food, not necessarily in that order. Hmm? This is not my room?"
Dobby popped in, "This be the Master's room, Master Harry. Kreacher, Winky, Bessy, and Dobby made proper room for Master Harry and the Mistresses to sleep in."
Luna smiled, "The tub is big enough for us all, Hubby. Bathroom break, meal, and then fun in the tub. My pussy is craving for your Parselmouth."
Xxxxx
I sat behind the Headmaster's desk on a comfortable chair, that throne went into storage along with the one in the Great Hall. Before my desk were the Professors who wanted and were allowed to come back to teach.
I started, "A new Rule, or it is an old rule, every Professor or Headmaster is obligated from now on to sign a contract. In that contract, you will find the lines to treat every student equally. No matter what House they are in, pureblood, Half blood, or Muggleborn alike. And to teach to the best of your abilities."
I glared at McGonagall, "Abuse like Snape was allowed for fourteen years will be impossible. The Headmaster and Deputy will find the lines about checking the teachers regularly in their contract too."
I looked at Burbage, "First of all, several courses are out of date. Muggle Studies is the major one. Professor Burbage, go to a bookstore in the Muggle world, and buy the book: The Most Important Events in the twentieth century. You will use that book for your Newt classes. Compress what you taught into the other years."
"Professor Babbling, we heard nothing but praise for your teaching and professionalism. You are welcomed back, and if you are willing, to be Head of House Gryffindor."
Babbling looked nervous at McGonagall. I reassured her, "It is an honest offer, Professor Babbling. Professor McGonagall proved to be unfit for that task."
Babbling nodded, "Then I accept the position, Lord Slytherin."
I turned to Professor Sprout, "Professor Sprout, I offer you the position of Headmistress on two conditions. First, hire a professor to cover the first five years, and give up your position as Head of House Hufflepuff. What is your answer?"
Professor Sprout was silent for a few moments, then she nodded, "I accept, Lord Slytherin, if I can choose the Professor who will teach the first five years."
"I trust your judgment, Professor Sprout," was me giving her my blessing.
I looked at Flitwick, "Professor Flitwick, I was told you were aware of the bullying in House Ravenclaw, but were ordered not to do something against it. Luna told me you showed her a room with a mattress and blankets when they locked her out again."
I sighed, "Professor Flitwick, I offer you the position of Deputy Headmaster on the same conditions as Professor Sprout."
Professor Flitwick was surprised by that offer. "I accept, Lord Slytherin. I hope to have a say in the hiring of the new Charms Professor."
I nodded, "I'll be waiting for your and Headmistress Sprout's recommendations."
"Professor Vector, as with Professor Babbling, you have a high percentage of graduates, many with Outstanding. Are you willing to be the Head of House Slytherin?"
Slowly, Septima Vector nodded, "I am willing, Lord Slytherin."
"That leaves House Ravenclaw. I hope Professor Sinistra will be willing to be the next head of House."
Aurora Sinistra nodded, "It will be my honor, Lord Slytherin."
I told Sinistra, "I will see if it is possible to enchant a room to simulate the night sky, so that the lessons in winter can be done inside. and during the day."
Sinistra pointed out, "We will have to see the real sky occasionally, Lord Slytherin."
I looked at McGonagall, "The position as Transfiguration Professor is still yours if you want it, Professor McGonagall. That is the best I can and am willing to offer you. Too many things have happened to let you keep those other positions. Do you accept?"
McGonagall took a deep breath, then sagged her shoulders, "I accept, Lord Slytherin."
Trelawney… what to do with that bint? "Professor Trelawney, you are a true seer. I heard you give me a prophecy, one I could only understand after it was fulfilled. The trouble is, you are a fraud in other branches of divinations. You are overcompensating for your incompetence by telling the most ridiculous nonsense."
"Dumbledore kept you here because you made a prophecy about Voldemort and me. Although I think it was about Dumbledore and me. I give you a chance to shape up. However, the moment you touch a sherry bottle during the day, you will find yourself outside Hogwarts gate."
The last one was Filch, I told him, "Filch, why on earth did you accept to work here? You hate children, you dream of torturing the little vermin. Words I personally heard you say. You will receive a small pension calculated on the years of service. Be out of Hogwarts before September 1st. Keep in mind, Filch, in the old days, they chained and whipped students, but they also drowned their squibs. Be careful what you wish for."
Xxxxx
I talked to Firenze, he was willing to stay on as Divination Professor. Grubbly-Plank got her job permanently. Pince was glad she could restock the books Dumbledore found too Dark. Hooch was happy, Penny requested on the Wireless to donate old brooms to Hogwarts, and Hooch got plenty of them.
We filled the vacant positions with foreign Professors. There is not one Brit that knows about our History besides that Goblins are nasty shits. Not one British Potion Master was willing to clean Snape's mess, and I refused to hire Slughorn.
Last I heard of Hagrid and Grawp was that they were moving to the Giant community. The most violent ones are dead. That reminds me…
Xxxxx
That night, we prepared. Dobby popped a bomb every two yards around the Acromantula colony. Each bomb has a hand grenade attached to it. It is a big colony, so there were plenty of bombs. You ask how we were going to set them all off at once?
Well, we replaced the pins with conjured pins, we conjured them all at once, so they will fade at the same time. We tested it with a timer, we first conjured the pins, Penny geminood the bombs while I did the hand grenades. A switching spell replaced the pins with the conjured pins.
The result? An explosion, one that was heard miles from there. The shock wave alone killed most of the Acromantula. I moved in with my trusty Snappy. Aragog has a cozy cave below ground. We can't have him survive that blast.
Corpses, Corpses everywhere. I remembered well where Aragog lived, close to the center. We met more survivors, not anymore, I finished them all, the little survivors I leave to the Centaurs. If they let them grow again, then they deserve to be eaten.
Aragog was out of his cave, still dazed by the explosion. I faced him and said, "Do you remember me, Aragog? The food that walked into your lair? Running for my life was a blast, I can tell you. Did you enjoy my blast? Meh, I don't want to hear your answer. Fuck you, Aragog." A dozen bullets showed what I thought about that spider.
I went to the entrance of the cave and looked inside. This is his nursery. "Dobby, the canisters of petrol, please."
One after the other went inside the cave. I removed the lid and rolled them down, all twenty of them. I made a trail with the last one and let it stand a few yards inside the cave. A Grenade Launcher fired one inside the cave. And lit it up, while Dobby popped me home.
Xxxxx
Minister Bones' German Shepard Patronus barked at me, "Lord Slytherin! Do you have any information about the explosion in the Forbidden Forest and the forest fire that is burning that Acromantula colony?"
That is a show of power! Most can hardly do one sentence. I'd better answer. My stag stood next to her, "Minister Bones! That explosion is probably an old munition depot that a fool triggered. You can tell it to the Muggles that way. The forest fire must have been started by the Acromantula. Once they get intelligence, they want to try everything out. Are you going to miss them?"
She did not answer. I smiled at Penny, "Someone, I suspect, the Ministry culled the Acromantula colony in the Forbidden Forest, Penny. They used the good stuff." I hugged her and asked, "What about taking a shower with me? I am in the mood to eat a pussy."
Penny pecked my lips, "Deal, if you fuck me afterward, and remove the silencers of your listening spells. I want them to hear how you take me, Boss. I want them to wake up to our voices and rub themselves while you fuck my brains out."
Great idea!
14 Loose ends and Happily ever after.
I skipped breakfast. Last night, Penny let me do all the work while she kept everyone awake with her dirty talk. It got Hermione, Padma and Parvati, and Luna in my bed the next morning. They kept me busy until lunch. What can I say? Life is bloody great!
Xxxxx
Contracts are signed, it is official, I have fiancées! A lot of them! Yes, even Hermione signed up. She shrugged, "What is the big deal? Muggles have prenups too. People are starting to use them again with the growing number of divorces. It protects the family fortunes that way."
I claimed House Peverell at the last Wizengamot of August and made Luna's Father my Proxy. The Wizengamot needs a bit of Lovegood craziness. That was not all that happened in that session. Malfoy lost his seat, so did Nott, Lestrange, Flint, and McLaggen. The bodies of their Lords and Heirs were found in Malfoy Manor with the brand on their arms.
Minister Bones's voice was heard on the Wireless, "Members of the Wizengamot! People at home! We have the opportunity to correct a flaw in our system! In the rise of Voldemort and his Death Eaters in the sixties and seventies, several families got wiped out. It so happened that those families had a seat in the Wizengamot, and those seats were claimed by Voldemort's supporters. Tilting the Wizengamot to the Dark Faction."
Minister Bones was blunt, "We did an audit on all the seats that been appointed to families from the sixties until now. I want a vote to cancel those who got it by murdering the previous Wizengamot members. Most of those seats are vacant, but Parkinson, Bulstrode, and Selwyn are still sitting here without blushing."
Lord Selwyn stood up and protested, "We got this seat by vote of the Wizengamot, Minister! All the procedures were followed!"
Minister Bones answered, "It came also with blackmail, bribes, and oppression, Lord Selwyn. Can you swear you were not an active supporter of Voldemort? Lord Bulstrode? Lord Parkinson? Swear it and I will not object to your presence here."
Lord Su and Lord Patil were with the new Wizengamot members after the others were kicked out. Padma and Parvati were ordered to shag me all night. That is what they told me. I didn't believe it, but I did not refuse it at all. It was a great shag.
The Grey faction was the big winner. Losing Dumbledore gave the light Faction a black eye… two black eyes. A lot of them shifted to the Grey Faction, so did Potter, Black, and Slytherin. I am happy to report that Gaunt got their seat back, Lady Davis got the Proxy. Tracey and Daphne were ordered to shag me all night. That is what they told me… Meh, it was a fabulous shag.
Hermione pouted when she heard Sprout was the new Headmistress and moved into her new office, "Harry! You should have waited until we had our fun in there!"
I answered, "Two years, Hermione, imagine what we can do at Hogwarts in two years. First of all, as Lord Slytherin, I have private quarters, and my fiancées are allowed to move in with me."
Xxxxx
The next two years were boring during the day and fun at night. Penny was on all our Hogwarts weekends and became one of us. She settled on Consort Potter.
Tonks, you ask? Once she lost the potions and her oath to Dumbledore was gone, she dropped Lupin like a brick and kicked him out. She got her job back after a lot of groveling.
Shacklebolt? Who cares? He kept Sirius on the run. It was only the oath and potions in his system that prevented me from using Snappy on him.
That brings us back to Hogwarts, Neville got his Hannah with Susan on the side. Ron made a move on Lav-Lav, the poor bloke crashed and burned. Lav-Lav found out he spent almost ten thousand Galleons in two months. That would be fine, were it not that it was all he had to begin with. It is good that there is a job for him at the WWW, stocking shelves.
The Ravenclaws kept a low profile all year. Luna, being my fiancée, made them remember what they did to her, and it was not looking good for them. Sadly enough, Luna loves fun more than revenge. She lives in my quarters and never looks back. Too bad, they deserved a kick in their ass.
Xxxxx
Rumors said that Lord Davis paid Five Thousand Galleons to a band of Mercenaries, they did not say what it was for.
With a sad face, Dobby returned the fun stuff back to the munition depot. We kept our Snappy, though, with too many runes on it. By the way, Winky and Bessy are expecting. Dobby had a weird grin on his face for weeks, we know the reason why now. I bet Winky and Bessy got horny watching me and the girls fornicate.
Who am I forgetting? Ah, Dumbledore's painting was put aside in a broom cupboard of Sprout's office. A plaque was attached to his frame: Dark Dumbledore. Fooled Britain for almost a century. His painting is banned here for eternity by order of Lord Slytherin.
Xxxxx
19 Years later.
Everyone's heads turned when the Potter Coven delivered their kids to the Hogwarts Express. There are a lot of them. Each wife has two kids, which is still sixteen of them. I can afford them, though. Some smart investments in the Muggle world paid off big. You won't find an Albus Severus, nor a Rose, nor a Hugo.
Ron? He is still single and stocking shelves at WWW. He is the keeper at the Chudley Cannons, fifteen years in a row now. They still didn't manage to win a game.
Hermione got her wish fulfilled when she became Headmistress and got fucked on her desk by all of us. I bet that was the only reason she had to start teaching at Hogwarts.
Penny is CEO of the Wireless. She is managing our TV station too. We own 95% of the shares.
Luna took the Quibbler over from her Dad and turned it into… Meh, she kept it the same. People need that kind of craziness to forget the daily worries.
Ginny was a Holyhead Harpy for ten years and is now a sports reporter at the Wireless and TV station. Unlike Ron, she did win games and three championship titles.
Padma is the new Librarian at Hogwarts. She was the driving force to get Rituals back to the public. Forming a coven was her idea.
Parvati started with a fashion column in Teen Witch Weekly. We own TWW now, and the Daily Prophet too. Nobody protested. We demand that every employee sign a contract to report truthfully and impartially.
Daphne and Tracey are our politicians, they keep the Wizengamot on the straight and narrow. They handle a big voting block, helped by Longbottom, Su, and Patil, our Allies. Together, they dragged Magical Britain into the twenty-first century.
What worries me is that the torture room is mentioned more and more as to "Spice up our nights." Happy ever after? That is debatable.