When the connection was cut, Harry turned to his wives and said, "You do realise, this means we're going to have to prank him, right?"
"Definitely," Daphne Hermione just nodded.
firmly
replied. After a few minutes Hermione said, "I have an idea." And promptly dragged Daphne away to softly talk to each other. From the squeals and laughter coming from the two of them, Harry thought it must be a
The next morning owl delivery saw a stack of owls coming to Hermione and Daphne. The two girls eagerly checked the loads and started removing them from the individual owls. When Harry moved to help, he found the back of his hand resolutely smacked by Daphne.
"This is for us ladies, Harry," she mock-scolded him. "We'll let you know what we're up to later."
Harry just pulled his hands back in a gesture of surrender and smiled.
During History of Magic, both his wives sat next to each other - a very rare occurrence as they usually sat either side of Harry - and, while whispering at each other, were madly filling out forms of some kind and snickering to each other.
When they were ready to head to lunch, the two girls said they had to attend the owlery first and would meet Harry there; sending him on his way, alone.
Walking down to the Great Hall, Harry felt somewhat naked. He hadn't not had a witch on his arm for walks like this since they'd started the school year.
When he walked into the Great Hall he went immediately to the Ravenclaw table. Of course, Harry not having one or both of the school's most beautiful witches on his arms was so odd that all talking stopped as he walked in. It was only Luna who asked. "Missing something, Harry?" she asked.
Harry smiled and cocked an eyebrow at her. "The ladies are engaged in some secret women's business that me, as a mere male, am not privy to."
Luna cocked her head and looked at him before she said, "They're engaged in setting up a prank. I don't know who the intended victim is, but I know it's not you or me."
'Sirius,' thought Harry. 'Look out, godfather!'
It was a couple of days later when Harry's mirror buzzed indicating Sirius wanted to talk to him.
When he answered, the first words out of Sirius's mouth were an almost barked, "You did this!"
Harry could hear the laughter coming from the background behind Sirius and recognised it as the laughter of both Remus and Nymphadora Tonks. 'Well, that's one relationship I won't have to worry about making sure happens.'
"What am I supposed to have done?" he calmly asked.
"Magazine subscriptions!" "Lots of them!"
barked
Sirius.
"You have magazine subscriptions?" asked Harry.
Harry didn't notice his wives suddenly look at each other, get up and walk into the bedroom before closing the door behind them.
"No!" barked Sirius. "Well, yes! But I didn't organise them! There are owls everywhere!"
"Wait," said Harry. "What did you subscribe to?"
"I didn't subscribe to anything!" barked Sirius. "That is, I didn't subscribe to anything except the Prophet. You did this!"
"What? No!" decried Harry. "I wouldn't have... well, yes, I would have if I'd thought of it... but I didn't!"
Harry could see Sirius frown at him for a long few seconds before he turned on his friend, Remus, in the background. "Moony!" he barked.
Harry heard Moony laughing. "It wasn't me, Padfoot. honour!"
I
told
you
that.
Marauder's
Meanwhile he could still hear Tonks laughing near-hysterically in the background.
When Sirius turned back, he again glared at Harry before he asked, "If not you; then who?"
Suddenly, Harry heard Tonks's voice call out in a sing-song voice, "Yoo-hoo! Sir-ius! Your copy of Well Hung Wizards has arrived!" before she broke down hysterically laughing again, with Remus.
"Well Hung Wi..." Harry started, shocked. He suddenly smirked and said, "Sirius? Do I need to worry there won't be a rightful Heir of House Black in the future?"
"Whoever did this has declared war on a Marauder!" his godfather cried out. "Get off, you ruddy bird!"
Harry looked up to see what his wives thought of all this, only to notice they'd gone and the bedroom door was closed. 'Ah!' he thought.
When he looked back, the scene in the mirror changed and bounced around a bit before suddenly Remus's face was in the mirror. He'd been laughing so hard he appeared to have been crying.
"Wuh- Was it you... Cub?" he asked, red faced.
"No, Uncle Moony," replied a Harry who was now chuckling. "However, I think I know who it could have been."
"Oh?" asked the old wolf, calming down a fair bit. "Pray tell. Who is so brave as to have declared a prank war on a Marauder?"
"Well, Padfoot got a bit... well, smart-alecky... with Daphne and Hermione about our sex life a few days ago," replied Harry, as he listened to his godfather rant and rave in the background while his young metamorphmagus cousin laughed at him. "I think this might have been their retaliation."
Remus almost goggled at him before he suddenly smirked back. "Well, if it was... and I'm not going to tell him, by the way... it was a bloody clever retaliation prank. This place is both swarming with owls and there's naughty, and even a few not-so-naughty, magazines everywhere!"
"Hey, Sirius!" he heard Tonks call. "Can I borrow this copy of HouseWitch's Quarterly? I've not read it, yet!" "Well, it's just a few magazines..." grinned Harry before his honourary uncle laughed back.
"A few?" he scoffed. "They started arriving last night. Sirius was... shall we say... entertaining a lady-friend when the first... errr... risqué one turned up. Apparently, according to Sirius, she stormed off in a huff saying she was going to tell all her single friends what a... errr... 'dirty wizard', he was."
"Ah!" said Harry, understanding. "I'll tell the girls to stop," he said.
"That would be nice," grinning his head off.
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