Chapter 277 - Ch: 81-85 (18+)

Ch: 81-85

81 Errant Thoughts

I still had plenty of time before curfew, not that I paid it much attention anyways, and headed for the seventh floor. I checked the map for the usual suspects, noted they were nowhere near me or coming towards me, and went to the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy teaching trolls to dance ballet. It was tastefully done and I promised myself to look up the techniques and spells to make moving portraits for myself.

I paced three times in front of the blank wall across from the tapestry and asked for the room of lost things. When the door appeared, I entered the room and closed the door. It disappeared upon my command and I looked at the mounds and mounds of discarded things that the house elves had piled in the place.

I imagined there were hundreds of years of things inside, if not everything lost since the castle was built. That was a heavy thought, especially if there were some old school books from back then. So, I did the only responsible thing I could.

I called for Nanny.

The house elf popped into the room with me and it took her a moment to realize where she was. She then gasped at the mess. The football stadium-sized mess. She put a tiny hand over her little heart and wavered on her feet, so I took her into a hug to hold her steady and patted her back.

"It's going to take us a long time to work through all of this safely." I told her.

Nanny nodded her head several times and her large ears flopped violently. "Youse not be summoning anything! Youse causes everything to crashes!"

"I don't doubt that, my little friend." I said and thought about what I knew would be in the room later. I took out the map and thought about how I would find a vanishing cabinet before it was damaged.

In the normal story, Fred and George would throw Montague into it before a big Griffindor versus Slytherin Quidditch game and he disappears for several days. He apparates out and ends up in a toilet in one of the bathrooms, then Peeves the Poltergeist tosses the cabinet down the stairs and breaks it, which makes the castle elves put it into this room, because it's broken.

The problem was, there were so many magical cabinets in the school that narrowing it down to just one on a map was just as difficult as searching the school by sight. I had the brilliant thought to cast another magic detection spell on the map for only the vanishing cabinet and hoped that asking about it by that name would count, since I didn't know what it was actually called or who made the thing.

I cast the spell on the parchment and all the other details vanished as it was replaced with the new detection spell information. There it was on the second floor and I showed Nanny where it was. She nodded and disappeared with a pop and was gone for only a minute, then popped back in with her hand on the large cabinet.

"Thank you, Nanny." I said. "I assume you can't shrink it?"

Nanny shook her head. "The magic bees stopping changing it."

"Ah, I figured as much. People would be carrying them around all the time if they could be shrunk." I said and she gave me a pointed look. "They are made in pairs and you could send anything back to the one you leave at home, even other people, and there's no discernible or detectable magic use."

"That bees just like youse teleport circles." Nanny said and I nodded. "The other ones not bees here."

"No, it's at a dark magic shop in Knockturn Alley. I doubt I can go there and buy it myself." I said with a sigh.

"I bees handling thats." Nanny said and popped away.

I opened my mouth to call her back and ask how she was going to do that, then shrugged. If she could get it for me, there was no point in bugging her about how until she returned. In the meantime, I turned to the closest pile of things and wondered how I was going to handle dismantling everything to get at the good stuff that I was sure was hidden inside.

*

Andromeda was having a nice relaxing evening by herself. Ted was off with the boys at the local pub, their usual fare every couple of weeks when a game was on, and she reclined on the sofa with a small sniffer of brandy.

She didn't usually indulge herself too much with the expensive alcohol; but, sometimes she couldn't resist the heady aroma and internal warmth it gave her. The satisfying buzz she enjoyed all evening without a hangover the next day was great, too. She would never suffer from drinking the cheap stuff ever again, thanks to Harry.

Andromeda sighed at the thought of the handsome young man. He had shot up in height during the summer, probably because puberty had started kicking him pretty hard in the ass, if his bulging muscles were any indication. The little devil she had loved so much all these years had grown up right in front of her eyes.

Harry was now way past her own 5 foot 2 inches of height and was 6 inches taller than her. She sincerely doubted that he was going to stop growing, too. In fact, he was already an inch taller than her idiot daughter, Nymphadora. Oh, how she had yelled and berated that moron for dumping Harry right before his birthday!

How could Nymphadora be that stupid? Andromeda asked herself, her mind full of incredulity. So what if she wanted to focus on her career? Harry was the best thing to ever happen to our family and you don't just chuck someone like that aside!

Andromeda sighed again and took another small sip of the liquid courage in her glass. She regretted that both she and Harry were strictly moral people, otherwise their flirting would have ended up with her under him and begging him to breed her like her body desperately wanted him to.

The last time they had gone to visit Sirius together, he had held her so tenderly during the teleportation that she became instantly wet for him. The knowing look Harry had given her when he let her go, had made her even wetter. Sweet Merlin, she wanted to feel such a strong man inside of her so much!

The amused face on Sirius when they had talked to him and dropped off more food for him and the guard, let her know that he knew something was going on... and she really wished there was. The problem was, as far as Harry was concerned, she was married and that was that.

Andromeda sighed once more and finished off her small sniffer. She didn't get up to pour out more, though. She sat there and wondered what Harry was doing at school and if he was going to make their normally scheduled appointment at Azkaban for end of the month.

A soft pop sounded and a nicely dressed female elf appeared in front of her.

"Hello, Nanny." Andromeda said right away.

"Mistress Andi." Nanny said and looked at the glass and at her face.

"I've only had two fingers worth." Andromeda said, not that she would normally defend her actions to a house elf. She just wanted to make sure that if the elf talked to Harry, Nanny didn't tell him that she was a drunk.

"Master Harry bees needing youse help." Nanny said.

Andromeda sat up and her slight melancholy disappeared. "What does he need me to do?"

Nanny smiled, because she knew coming to Andi had been the right decision. The older woman was as eager to make Master Harry happy as much as she was.

*

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore paced back and forth in front of his desk. His trick knee had decided that right before bed was the best time to act up on him. He was tired after a long day of sitting on his backside and doing paperwork. It was mind-numbing and necessary, mostly because the entire wizarding world would collapse if he ever took a day off.

That's what Albus personally believed, anyway. He would never know that the Ministry, the school board, and the ICW executives intentionally sent him twice as much paperwork and things to do, just to keep him so busy that he couldn't interfere in their lives so much. A Chief Warlock and Supreme Mugwump with nothing to do, was very bad for everyone else, because he always stuck his crooked nose into everything.

As he paced, Albus went over his plans for Harry Potter, the savior of the wizarding world. His not-so-subtle campaign to make the boy famous and revered had paid of handsomely. Every witch and wizard in Britain, from young children to the old and infirm, knew his name.

Albus thought it was a shame he couldn't get any part of the royalties that companies paid for using the boy's name or access to the school subsidies donated on Harry's behalf, since they bypassed the school board entirely and dealt with families directly. It had been a quite a bold and ruthless action by Andromeda Tonks and her husband to make such ironclad contracts with all of the businesses that sold Harry Potter products.

He chuckled at someone successfully blocking him from accessing Harry Potter merchandise when he had one of the most important Potter objects stashed in his personal belongings. It was another shame that he couldn't find the Potter vault key to give to Hagrid when he went looking for the boy to take him shopping.

With that thought percolating in his mind, he paced several more times as he thought about his plan to entice the boy by giving him the invisibility cloak for Yule with the compulsion to look for the mirror, then he would leave hints for Harry to keep searching for it, thanks to the charms he placed on the mirror.

That reminded him to add the tracking charms and to tie it to the boy's location charm he set into the puffing whirligig of his own creation. It was a modified Sneak-o-scope that gave the precise location and not just warned that an enemy was near, not that he thought the boy was an enemy. Far from it. He was just an ignorant boy raised by muggles that was grateful to be rescued from his abusive family.

Albus went to his stash that was full of other people's property. Most of them were dead, so he saw nothing wrong with keeping family heirlooms, rare tomes of family magic, and other magical objects that he thought were too dangerous to leave in the hands of children, despite them being the real owners.

The search for the invisibility cloak was casual at first for about ten minutes, then grew slightly more frantic over the next ten minutes. By the time half an hour had passed, Albus was kind of freaking out. He started tearing through everything, using both his wand and his hands to move and look under and inside everything.

When an hour had passed, Albus finally realized the truth. He had lost the cloak. He almost stumbled back to his office and slumped into his chair behind his desk. His plans would have to change slightly if he couldn't gift the boy his own cloak back or charm it to point Harry in the right direction.

Albus would need to check on a few things, plans already in motion for years, and perhaps he would give Hagrid more reasons to invite the boy to tea and to talk about the Philosopher's Stone... no, his family. Yes, his family. Stories about his brave and foolish father going on adventures would be best. It should put the boy into the right mindset to also go on his own adventures.

His slightly altered plan set, Albus went back to work and had completely forgotten about soothing his trick knee in order to go back to sleep. He had much more important things to worry about than sleep.

*

It took me nearly two hours and I was nearly done sorting through the first stack of junk and repairing everything to look for metal to convert, when Nanny popped in with her hand on a second vanishing cabinet. She also had an inordinately pleased look on her face, which made me smile. She had done something out of the ordinary to get the thing, I was sure.

"Do I even want to know how you got that?" I asked her and stored the second cabinet. With the pair, I could work out how they worked and how to duplicate them.

Nanny gave me a smug look, which looked really odd on a house elf's face. "Jelly!"

A male house elf that looked quite dapper wearing a butler outfit popped in. "Nanny bees calling her Jelly?"

I had to clamp my mouth shut to stop my laugh from escaping. She worked fast to have already claimed a Hogwarts elf as her own.

"Youse bees staying here to keeps the Come-and-Go room for Master Harry." Nanny ordered him.

"I bees doing it, Nanny." Jelly said with a slight bow to her.

"I bees back." Nanny said and gave the male elf a very particular look that made the elf shiver and give her a huge smile in return. She nodded at him and took my hand. "You bees going somewheres for a bit, Master Harry."

Before I could ask her where, she popped us out of the castle to the grounds where the teleportation circle was. It lit up briefly and we disappeared in a flash of light, only to reappear on the one in Andromeda's backyard.

"You didn't." I said and Nanny gave me a similar look to the one she gave her elf. It made me shiver and I let out the laugh I was holding in. "Damn, you really did ask her for help."

"She bees waiting for youse." Nanny said and handed me a pepper-up potion.

I took it and drank it, handed her the empty vial back, and went to the house as Nanny teleported back to Hogwarts. I didn't bother knocking on the door, because my detection spell told me that Andromeda was the only person in the house. I also went through the unlocked back door to let her know I was there. She had tweaked the alert ward years ago to my magical signature.

"Harrrry." Andromeda said in a low tone, her voice dripping with sexiness.

I entered the living room and there she was, wearing tight jeans that hugged her shapely hips and a blouse that barely contained her large breasts. Shortstack, I believed was the term for a woman like her. She also had a small sniffer glass with an inch of amber liquid in it.

"How can you look even sexier than the last time we met?" Andromeda asked me.

I couldn't help answering her with my trademark joke prompt. "I'm Harry Potter..."

"...the best Harry Potter." Andromeda said with a laugh and downed the mouthful of alcohol.

"I was going to say the same thing to you, actually." I said and intentionally ran my eyes from the top of her head to her feet, then slowly went all the way back up to her face as I let her see how much I appreciated the view.

Andromeda blushed at the look of desire on my face. "Harry..."

"You know it can only be flirting." I interrupted her. "You're married and..."

Andromeda walked over to the coffee table and put her empty glass down and picked up a sheaf of papers. She walked over to me and handed them to me.

I took them and quickly read through them, my eyes wide. "You can't be serious."

"No, that's your godfather." Andromeda said and closed her eyes. "Nanny gave me those and Ted signed the separation papers barely ten minutes ago. We agreed to split everything in an amicable divorce, now that we no longer have Tonks in the house to keep the family together..."

I tossed the papers into the air and she stared at them flying all over, then I scooped her up into my arms and stored the papers before I teleported us to my castle and then to my lavish trophy room. Andromeda's stare changed to my face and then her eyes dropped down to my chest as I stripped off for her. She let out a sexy moan at the blatant invitation and started to tear off her own clothes.

We were soon naked and rolling around on the shag carpet that was the pelt from the Manticore I had slain. Andromeda's desperate kisses on my face, my chest, and down my abdomen, made me rock hard by the time she reached where she really wanted to kiss me.

What was it with older women being able to do that so much better? Was it experience alone or was it because they knew what they wanted and how to get it? Because sure as hell was hot, I never wanted her to stop doing what she was doing.

Andromeda looked at my face when I let out an indecent moan for her and I could feel her trying to smile while she also sucked on me like a champion. She didn't try to finish me off, though. She slowed down and moved to sit up on my waist.

"Why did you stop?" I asked her.

"If we're only doing it once, I want to feel it inside when you let it go." Andromeda said and rubbed herself along my length to slick me up even more than her saliva had. She must have had a hidden river down there, because it just kept flowing without stopping.

"Why in the world would you think I'd only do you once?" I asked her.

Andromeda looked surprised for a moment, then she gave me a very smug look and shifted her hips. "All right, Harry. After tonight, you no longer have to pretend Nymphadora's me."

I waited until she shoved my member inside before I spoke. "I never pretended she was, Andi."

Andromeda caught her breath and stopped moving.

"I always made sure we were easily found and easily seen. I wanted you to stop us, because I suspected a long time ago that you were right. I was just a phase and easy for her to latch onto until she got what she wanted." I reached up and dug my hands into her large breasts to make her moan. "I have patiently waited years to make love to such a beautiful and sexy woman."

"Oh, Harry!" Andromeda exclaimed and laid down on top of me to kiss me passionately.

*

In the Come-and-Go room, two house elves were having their own little get together. The sorted, cleaned, and repaired items around them that Harry had done, drove them on to greater heights of passion. They had found someone else that cared about having a family to take care of and wanted little ones of their own to take care of while they waited for their masters to have little ones of their own.

82 Just Having Fun

To my surprise, Andromeda wanted to be bred by me. She actually begged to have my child and that it was her fondest wish to start fulfilling my boast to her that I would have tons of little Potters and Blacks running around. By the time morning came around, she had convinced me. Now she was pregnant and happier than I had ever seen her.

Andromeda gave me a toe-curling kiss when I dropped her off at her place and a look so sexy that I was instantly hard for her. She saw that and patted it, then promised when I visited at the end of the month to give me another night to remember.

I agreed and she sauntered towards her house with her ass swaying so much that I thought her hips were going to fall off. She turned around at the door and gave me a wave, a smug look, and entered the house. I chuckled at her intentionally and successfully keeping my attention to watch her walk, and teleported back to Hogwarts.

"Nanny." I said and after a few moments, the house elf popped beside me and she had the exact same look on her face that Andromeda had after I had impregnated her. "Was it your plan for the both of us to have fun?"

Nanny nodded her head several times and her ears flopped violently. I laughed and took her offered hand. She popped us back into the Room of Requirement and I was glad that I didn't see a tiny bed or a half naked house elf getting dressed.

"Thank you, Nanny." I said and hugged the little elf.

Nanny hugged me back. "Youse bees welcome, Master Harry. I goes home to takes care of Miss Amy nows."

I nodded and she popped away. My eyes went right over to the sorted piles of items I had fixed the night before. There were piles of clothing that were a few centuries out of date, several out of print books, a mixture of furniture, school desks and chairs, two empty trunks, and a leather satchel bag with several leather pouches around the outside.

I stored everything that wasn't school property and put the desks and chairs off to the side near the front of the room. I had a bit of time left before I had to change into my school clothes and head to breakfast, so I left the room wearing my invisibility cloak and took the map back out. I cast the magic detection spell on it again and it replaced the specific one I had cast the night before.

With it showing me there was no one in the hallways, I went over to the Griffindor common room entrance and spoke the password. Funnily enough, the Fat Lady in the portrait opened without actually seeing anyone there. I kept the cloak on and entered, crossed the room, and went up the stairs.

Thankfully, no one was waiting for me in my bed and had believed me when I said my evening would be filled by talking to Daphne. The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint someone by making them wait for me all night.

I stored my cloak and took off my clothes, had a quick shower, and dressed in a high quality Griffindor uniform. It was almost funny that no one mentioned how much nicer my school clothing was than everyone else's. Was it expected that I would have better versions, or did it just become something that they didn't question?

I shrugged and left my room and went down the stairs. The Flying Foxes were there with the fifth and sixth year prefects and all five of them gave me smiles and waves. "Good morning, ladies."

"I bet it was." Angelina said with a smirk. "Did you get the little diva to spread her legs for you?"

The girls around her laughed.

"I will have you know I successfully inserted my tongue into Daphne's mouth and she only fainted for ten minutes." I said in a snooty voice and they kept laughing. "All joking aside, she was adorable in how innocent she was and I can't wait to meet her sister, my future betrothed."

All of them quieted and looked a little sad.

"Hey, it's all right. The contract doesn't come into effect for another three years when I turn 17, then I can choose to either agree to it and pay the stipulated bride price or pay the cancellation fee." I said and all of them looked quite happy to hear that.

"We can have a lot of fun while waiting for three years." Angelina said sexily and Alicia and Katie nodded.

"You say that now." I said and she gave me a questioning look. "What will you say when I join the team as the new seeker?"

All five girls gasped and stared at me with wide eyes.

"The flying lessons are tomorrow afternoon for first years. If you don't have classes..." I said suggestively and Angelina, Katie, and Alicia nodded. "With that settled, are you going down to breakfast?"

"Sure, let's go." Katie said and jumped to her feet and took my hand. "Are you really going to try and get on the house team?"

"I'll ask for a meeting with Professor McGonagall for lunch, so I'll find out then if she can lift that restriction for the youngest seeker in a century."

Katie giggled as the girls followed us out of the common room and down the hall. "I think if you tell her that first thing, she'll agree without you having to argue about it being a good idea to let you try out for the team."

"That's true. McGonagall is a stickler for keeping the Quidditch Cup in her trophy case." Angelina added. "She'll do anything to make sure it stays there."

"I'll do my best." I promised and led them down two secret passages and through a tapestry to end up in the Entrance Hall.

"How did you do that?" The fifth year prefect named Eleanor Birchgrove asked. "I thought only Fred and George knew the castle like the back of their hand?"

"I'd say it's a trade secret, except I don't want to piss you off." I said and she smiled. "I've been exploring every evening before I went back to the common room. There are tons of little passages and tunnels between here and everywhere else in the castle."

The girls nodded as we entered the Great Hall and I did my duty to sit Katie first, then did the same with the other girls. They were all laughing and happy at being treated like a high class lady by the time I sat down myself.

We started eating and chatting about Quidditch as the hall slowly filled up with students. It was then that a certain potions professor entered from a side door that the teachers used, when loud laughter rang across the whole hall.

I turned to look and had a hard time not laughing myself. Snape looked like a Smurf with his bright blue skin. His trademark sneer didn't lessen as he glared at everyone, as usual, then he sat down and reached for the food to load his plate. He froze when he saw his blue skin and his sneer changed to anger.

"MISTERS WEASLEY!" Snape yelled and it echoed off the walls. "Undo this prank right now!"

As if perfectly timed, that was when Fred and George entered the Great Hall. The pair looked shocked at being accused of something, then they saw Snape and burst out laughing. The pair hung on each other as they laughed so hard that they were crying.

Minerva stood and walked over to them. "You will be in detention for a month if you don't fix this!"

"Wasn't us." Fred managed to say between guffaws.

"Brilliant, whoever did it." George said and he calmed down to cough and elbow Fred.

"You are the castle pranksters." Minerva needlessly reminded them.

"Yes, ma'am. We are." Fred said and stood up straight.

"We'd claim it if it was ours, you know we would." George said and looked at their friends at the Griffindor table, probably for backup.

"That's so true." Eleanor said. "We usually can't get them to shut up about their next prank."

"It's making what's left of the Slytherins glued to their seats in History of Magic this morning." Alicia offered and several groans came from the half-empty table.

"Yep! We've been planning it all week." Fred said.

"We brewed special glue for it and everything." George added, unnecessarily.

Minerva gave them a good glare, then sighed. "If it wasn't you, then who could it have been?"

"You're assuming it was a person responsible." I said into the silence.

That comment made a few people blink in confusion and more than a few immediately turned to look at the castle ghosts floating near their house tables.

"PEEEEVES!" Snape yelled and stormed out of the Great Hall.

Everyone started laughing again at the angry blue professor's back.

"It wasn't Peeves, was it?" Katie asked me in a whisper.

"Nope." I said and winked at her.

Katie's eyes widened briefly and then she started giggling uncontrollably. No one really noticed because of all the other people laughing. I put an arm over her shoulders and she snuggled into my side and kept giggling.

"You're so bad." Katie whispered in my ear when she eventually calmed down.

"Like Angelina, you wouldn't have it any other way." I whispered back.

Katie smiled and gave my neck several kisses. "How did you do it?"

"It's people-based." I said and she stopped kissing my neck to look into my eyes. "He's only blue when people can see him. If he's alone, he's fine."

"Oh... oh, that... that's just evil." Katie whispered and her voice was full of admiration.

"Thank you, my dear." I said and gave her a quick kiss. "We need to eat."

Katie glanced down at my waist and back at my face.

I chuckled at the invitation and whispered. "If we eat quickly enough, there's a broom cupboard on the first floor we can visit before first class."

Katie gained a determined look and nodded.

We were out of the hall ten minutes later and had a bit of fun in the dark. Apparently, Katie really liked it when someone pulled a successful and non-harmful prank and got away with it, especially on the most hated teacher in Hogwarts. We both had smiles on our faces for the whole morning after our quick shag.

Thanks to Katie's suggestion on leading with my youngest seeker in a century comment, Minerva agreed immediately to allow me to try out for the house team, as long as I borrowed a good broom. Of course, I had to tell her about the gift of brooms I gave to Hooch, just so she didn't think I was using an inferior broom.

We didn't make it to lunch.

*

The next day was the most anticipated first year flying lesson in years. Even though the girls had tried to keep it quiet and only known to their teammates, most of the school knew I had been given an exception to the school's policy of no first years on the House teams and a lot of them were there in the Quidditch stands to watch the class.

Because there was only one Slytherin in first year, all four houses had the class that day, which saved Madam Hooch from having to teach two different classes and repeating the same thing twice every week. She was in a very happy mood when she carried out the shrunken packing crate onto the Quidditch pitch.

That was something the girls actually managed to not let slip, so when Hooch opened the thing and proclaimed loudly that she had 50 brand new Nimbus 2000 brooms that everyone could borrow for flying classes, everyone cheered, even the people in the stands.

New brooms meant that casual flying time could be freely booked and scheduled in the evenings and on the weekends, as long as there wasn't a game or team practice going on. Everyone was happy about that.

Madam Hooch beamed a smile at everyone as she went along and placed each broom next to a student and went back to the crate when she was done. Her brief words to thank the mysterious donor, went over everyone's heads, except for those in the know. I glanced over at the Griffindor stands and saw five girls with very happy faces and knowing looks.

The professor taught her first lesson eagerly about broom safety, how to handle it, and how to stop. Her enthusiasm infected everyone, even myself, and we were all eager to use the brooms and prove we were responsible enough to use them safely and not kill ourselves. Well, everyone else was, anyway. I had tons of experience with flying things and wasn't worried about it at all.

We did the basic drills needed, then we did the exercises necessary to show we knew and followed her safety procedures, then she released us to do some casual free flying. The very pointed look she gave me as the other students slowly floated up into the air, had me grinning back at her, because she knew full well how good of a flyer I was. She shook her head at me and waved towards the open sky.

I nodded and hopped onto the broom and took off like a rocket. People cheered and hollered when they saw me streak across the Quidditch pitch like it didn't exist. I did several loops in midair first, then I flew at a breakneck speed down the field and through one of the goal rings, looped it, and shot off to do the same to a goal ring at the other end of the pitch.

I slowed down near the Griffindor stands and the looks of utter desire on Angelina's, Alicia's and Katie's faces, made me smirk at them. "Hey, Oliver! You wouldn't happen to have a game snitch nearby, would you?"

"I'LL GET ONE RIGHT NOW!" Oliver yelled and practically dove down the stairs and almost killed himself to get to the equipment shed as soon as possible. The rest of the team howled in laughter at how excited he was.

Needless to say, Minerva McGonagall mysteriously appeared within the Griffindor stands and her sharp eyes watched me as I did several seeker exercises that Oliver put me through, then he let the snitch go and counted to ten and nodded to me.

I blew through and around the other students flying and had it ten seconds later. I brought it back to him and he had the same look of desire on his face that the girls had. He let the snitch go again and counted to twenty this time. I was back ten seconds later and handed him the snitch back.

"We are going to be spending a lot of time talking strategy, Potter." Oliver said.

"As long as it's just talking. I'm a witch's bloke, just to be clear." I confirmed.

Oliver smiled and then chuckled. "I doubt me sucking you off could make you fly faster."

"I would to get away from that offer." I joked and he laughed.

"That's good to know for emergencies, Potter." Oliver said and looked over my shoulder as he smirked. "I'll release you to the foxes now."

I felt several hands touch my shoulders and arms, so I turned around and was engulfed by the three beauties. They hugged me like I was one of my plushies and I didn't fight it or tell them to stop.

"No one is going to touch us this year." Angelina said, her voice low and sexy. I grew hard for her and she felt it, smiled at me, and gave me a discreet kiss that no one but our little group saw it.

"Not to score, anyway." I said and she nodded, as did Alicia and Katie.

They let me go and I walked over to the crate and Madam Hooch.

"Thanks for the loan, Madam Hooch." I said and handed her the broom back.

"After seeing you fly like that, I'd let you keep it if it was allowed." Madam Hooch said. "Thank you for not endangering your fellow students."

"Safety first when non-quidditch players are involved. During a game? All bets are off." I grinned.

Madam Hooch nodded and put the broom in the crate. She called the rest of the students back and had them sign a broom out if they wanted to keep flying until suppertime.

I walked back over to where Oliver had gathered with the team to talk about my performance. I saw Minerva in the back of the crowd. She gave me a nod and disappeared, which meant she was probably a cat and slipped away without anyone seeing her.

"Why didn't you keep one of the brooms out to keep flying?" Oliver asked me.

"A simple reason, my friend. I wanted to take my teammates out for a casual fly in style." I said and turned to the side. "Nanny!"

My house elf popped in beside me. "Youse be calling me, Master Harry?"

"Could you pop home and grab the family magic carpet?" I asked her.

Nanny nodded and popped away. The team stared at me like I had grown a horn on my head.

"It's only illegal to buy and sell them in Britain. I already own it, so it's okay." I said and Nanny popped in with the rolled up thing. "Thank you, Nanny."

"Youse bees welcome." Nanny said and popped away.

I unrolled it and it gained a lot of attention, because it was so big and colorful.

"This looks well used." Katie commented and knelt to pet it.

"I picked it up in Egypt a long time ago when I was there." I said, dropping a huge hint to anyone that read my book.

Fred was the first one to get it. "The Mummy's Curse!"

I smiled and nodded at him as I waved everyone to climb on. "I guess your brother Bill must know a lot about that by now."

"He apprenticed under one of the survivors." George said and sat down. "This is really comfy!"

The others quickly copied him and sat own, the girls relaxing and sighing after sitting on the hard wooden benches in the stands.

"I really regretted not being able to show up sooner." I said and let them hear the pain in my voice.

Angelina pulled me into a hug and tenderly kissed me. "Hey, no more of that. You arrived and saved who you could. That's all that matters."

"Yeah, that's right. Imagine if you never showed up at all." Fred said. "Bill would have been stuck learning under a goblin. They hate teaching almost as much as Professor Snape does."

That had everyone laugh and I motioned to the carpet. Angelina reluctantly let me go and I sat at the head of the carpet.

"All passengers, please note that the fasten seat belts and no smoking signs are lit." I joked and mimed taking the flight controls. Katie and Oliver laughed.

"He's pretending to be a muggle airplane pilot." Katie explained.

"Have any of you been on the goblin mine carts at the bank?" I asked and they all nodded. "Then this is going to feel very familiar. If you're not flying fast enough to ruffle your hair, you have to fly faster."

They were all enthusiastic broom flyers, so they knew what I meant. They yelled happily as the carpet's protective charms activated to stop them from falling out and I flew it up into the air almost as fast as a broom. They shoved their hands up into the air like people did on a rollercoaster and cheered as I put the carpet through its paces.

83 Summarizing Things

The rest of the week passed by without incident, mostly because Potions classes were cancelled. Snape was being petty and didn't want anyone seeing him looking so sad and angry, which meant he had normal colored skin until he went to Dumbledore or one of the other professors for help. As long as he stayed sequestered in his rooms and out of sight, he was fine.

Since they hadn't figured out the visual component yet, every time Katie heard someone mentioning the potions teacher, I correct them and call him Grumpy Smurf. She absolutely looses it and giggles as she laughs uncontrollably, each and every time, then she hauls me off to the nearest broom cupboard or empty classroom for some slap and tickle fun. Her reactions were both hilarious and satisfying.

I easily made it onto the Quidditch team, as if there was any doubt. I did try out officially, just so anyone that missed my flying class would know that I earned my spot on the team and it wasn't just because I was famous. Our first practice was that weekend and I slotted into the team as if I had always been there.

No one was surprised that Katie fit in so well, too. It was pretty much just extending her year-long friendships with the other two chasers, Angelina and Alicia, and they worked like a well oiled machine to score. Fred and George were the experienced beaters and even they had trouble messing up the girls when they practised their plays. The new Nimbus 2000 brooms made us all perform spectacularly.

I did a lot of studying in the library and working in the Room of Requirement during all of the free time I had with so many classes being horribly taught or not taught at all. The assigned homework was laughable, since I could create a report with what I wanted on it with a wave of my hand, wand or not.

I never did it where anyone else could see, though. Blatant cheating like that would anger all of my friends that worked so hard at completing their homework. However, I did let them look at it if they were having trouble and told them to paraphrase it in their own words.

Not surprisingly, Hermione was usually one of the first ones to ask for it and compared it to her own. Her huffs of indignation were pretty cute, so I never objected. I actually enjoyed seeing her look of concentration as she meticulously went over what I had in my essays and she actually did change some of hers to be more similar to mine.

My old book stash grew as I went through each pile of junk in the Room of Requirement, as did my trunk collection, lost bags, clothing, money, sparse jewellery, and antique furniture. Any library books I found, I copied for myself and set aside for Madam Pince.

The look of desire on the librarian's face when I passed her a normal trunk full of missing library books at the end of the week, made me shiver and promise to visit her that evening when she was off work. She had a fairly nice set of rooms like an apartment that was similar to the Head Boy's suite I stayed in, which meant I was fairly comfortable there and she looked happy about that.

Hermione's birthday was a huge affair, considering she was much more personable after getting all the knowledge she could ever stand and had become good friends with her dorm mates, Lavender, Parvati, and Fay. I also pleasured her to the point that she was quite casual with showing public affection, as long as she was distracted with a book.

Hugs and kisses were now easily shared with me and Hermione was happy. She was also getting to the point that she now expected our little secret encounters and she had a sly and smug smile whenever I managed to slip us away from our friends and we had some fun together. I even heard her whisper once that she was glad I had chosen her, despite all of the much prettier girls in the school.

Needless to say, I took her to bed that night and pampered her as I whispered that she was the only one I would do that with, because she deserved it. I also said something that made her blush all the way down to her feet, which I kissed on my way back up to her face. I told her that I loved her. Her response that it was the best present I could have ever given her, had me making love to her for the rest of the night.

At the end of the month after visiting the prison, Andromeda gave me another night to remember. It was honestly funny that the guard looked forward to our visits just as much as Sirius did. They both claimed to have gained weight, which was amazing, because everyone lost weight if they stayed at Azkaban, prisoner or guard.

During the second week in October, Lavender eventually did give me a blowjob in class under a notice-me-not charm, which she had me include Parvati in, just so she could watch us. The brown-skinned girl was almost driven insane with lust as she watched Lavender work me over while Professor Flitwick taught the class the levitation charm.

Parvati's quick warning to me that I better cast a notice-me-not charm for her too, didn't stop her from joining Lavender under my desk before I could cast it. Thankfully, no one noticed us, because we were at the back of the room. Double blowjobs were the best, especially when they were Griffindors with a competitive streak, and they wanted to outdo each other by being the one to get me off first.

When one of them won, Lavender of course, I temporarily expanded the space under the desk and silenced it with a spell, then asked her to turn around. She didn't protest, even though this was way past anything we had agreed to do in public.

Parvati flipped up Lavender's skirt for me and pulled down the girl's soaked underwear, then helped guide me inside. Lavender's loud moan didn't escape the confines of the desk, thankfully. Parvati helped her move her hips more forcefully and both I and Lavender appreciated the assistance.

I didn't last long under their ministrations, despite it being my second shot, probably because having a beautiful pussy to rail under my desk was such a rare and wonderful sight. I filled her up and Lavender moaned so loudly that it strained the silence spell. I reinforced it and Parvati cleaned the both of us up, then she made us promise to let her win next time. We agreed, since doing that again was definitely something to look forward to.

Halloween arrived and passed without incident. The feast was mostly Halloween candies from both the muggle and wizarding worlds, so no real food was had until later in my room and Nanny served myself and my friends enough to counter the huge sugar rush that most of us were suffering through.

I finally turned off the ward to stop Snape from becoming blue when people saw him. He had become so twitchy that I almost felt bad about it, then he opened his mouth and spewed his usual diatribe and that feeling disappeared. Katie still dragged me to a broom cupboard for never getting caught.

I met Andromeda that weekend for another prison visit and she was just as enthusiastic in bed as she had been the first time. Her claims of having so much fun while having so much fun, made me laugh. She wasn't wrong, though. It really was fun and after only exchanging letters and short visits for more merchandise deliveries, so spending an entire evening with her was quite fun.

We didn't always have sex the entire time, either. Sometimes, we sprawled out on the couch and ate snacks as we watched television. Another time we went out on the town in London and I bought her anything she wanted. She could have bought it all herself, since she was rich as well; but, that wasn't the point. I was indulging her and she adored getting the attention.

The first Quidditch match of the season happened during the first week of November and we kicked Ravenclaw's butt. They never scored once and we were at 120 points when Oliver told me to catch the snitch. We won the game with 270 points to Ravenclaw's 0, and the party in the common room was a huge blowout. Minerva showed up at curfew to shut it down, then joined in instead. Everyone cheered.

November flew by before I knew it and December rolled in with snow aplenty. Santa Harry was going to be extra busy this Yule holiday with all of the friends I had made at school. Putting personal touches on so many presents would make them all individually happy, so I was happy to do it. I was also not staying at the castle, so most of them had to be done before I took the train home for the break.

*

"You know, it's kind of nice that you're not demanding all of our time and trying to control our lives." Hermione said out of the blue. "You're not even trying to tell us who we can be friends with or who we spend our time with when we're not with you."

The train was about a quarter of the way to London and her comment almost startled me because of how sudden it was. I turned to look at her and she didn't have her nose buried in the book on her lap.

"I'm just going to ignore that you said that pretty much at random and without any hints or lead-up." I said and she smiled. "Instead, I'll ask you a question."

Hermione nodded. "Go ahead."

"What right would I have to ask any of you to do any of that?" I asked and her eyes widened. "You're all being wonderful about the antics I get up to, so why would I ever try to restrict anything you do?"

Hermione opened her mouth to respond, then closed it and looked thoughtful.

I reached over and ran my fingers through her hair and she leaned into my hand. "I've never made it a secret of what I get up to, because that would just cause hurt feelings and maybe make some of you feel neglected. I would never do that or tell you to sit around and wait for me. That would be selfish and greedy."

Hermione hummed and closed her eyes.

"Now climb onto my lap and wait for me to snog you senseless." I ordered her.

Hermione made a snort sound and laughed. She opened her eyes and saw my grin, put her book aside, and did as I ordered. She straddled my lap and settled herself on my growing erection as she stared deep into my eyes. I put my arms around her waist and held her tenderly.

"You don't need glasses, do you?" Hermione asked me after examining my face.

"No, they're just clear glass. Everyone expects me to have them because my dad wore them when he was a teenager." I explained and took them off for her.

"I can't tell if you look better or not." Hermione said with a hum and tilted her head slightly as she stared at me for another few seconds. "Did you really do everything that the books claimed you did?"

"In the ones with text, yes." I corrected and she raised her eyebrows at me. "The children picture books were stories of other wizards that someone else stole. I made him pay for his crimes and I anonymously donated the proceeds from the book sales to the wizards he obliviated of their deeds as compensation."

Hermione shivered and let out a soft moan. "You are too good to be true, Harry."

"That's because I'm Harry Potter..." I prompted with a smirk.

"...the best Harry Potter." Hermione finished and leaned in to kiss me.

We stayed there for several minutes as we enjoyed the feeling of each other's lips and tongue. A knock on the door had Hermione break the kiss and sigh.

"Come in." I said and didn't let Hermione go when she tried to move.

The compartment door opened and Hannah was halfway through the opening before she saw the position we were in and blushed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt anything."

Susan stepped in and they both sat down on the other bench seat.

"It's fine." I said and waved her apology away. "I can't keep my hands to myself and I was bound to be caught mauling a beautiful girl like Hermione eventually."

"You prat." Hermione said with a blush and lightly slapped my shoulder. "You can let me go now."

I opened my mouth to protest and she gave me a quick kiss to stop me. I opened my arms and she carefully slid off my lap and stopped her skirt from lifting up and flashing the compartment.

"What can I do for you ladies?" I asked them as Hermione picked up her book and started reading.

"We wondered why you never made any time for us since school started." Susan said, boldly.

"Susie!" Hannah gasped.

"What? We agreed to come here and confront him about it." Susan said and gave me a self-righteous look. "After what happened during the train ride to school, we both thought you would have made at least some effort to speak to us."

Hermione huffed and didn't say anything. She knew how busy I had been the last 4 months.

"Hannah, is that how you feel? That it was solely my responsibility to make an effort to speak to you?" I asked her.

Hannah had the same look on her face as Susan and nodded.

"Even though we have no shared classes, no mutual extra curricular activities besides meals where we usually don't see each other, and our common rooms are in different parts of the castle, it was me that had to go out of his way to go to you to start talking? That you didn't have to do anything at all but wait for me to approach you first? Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

That was when both girls realized it was them that had completely ignored me. Their self-righteous looks quickly changed to guilt and embarrassment.

"I think we should go." Susan said and stood, took Hannah's hand, and dragged her to the compartment door. "My auntie already sent you a letter about..." She stopped and sighed. "Please ignore whatever it says."

"No." I said and she looked surprised. "I will send an appropriate response, whether she wants one or not. Neither my honor nor my reputation will be trampled upon, by either you or her."

Susan looked really embarrassed now. "H-Harry..."

"I don't care if she's the Head of the DMLE and honest to a fault." I said and stood up to my full height. "If she disparages me with false accusations, I will respond in kind... and everyone will hear of it."

"No! You... you don't have to..." Hannah mumbled and looked embarrassed, too.

"I see you've already spread your falsehoods to the Hufflepuffs." I said and sighed at their guilty looks. "Thank you for making even more work for me this holiday season. I need to release an announcement in the Daily Prophet and I will also send out personal notes with my Yule cards this year."

Susan looked like she was going to say something, opened the compartment door, and stepped out.

"You should warn your aunt that she might need to call a press conference to publicly make up for your mistake." I told her and she blushed and nodded as she shut the door.

"That was harsh and fair." Hermione said.

I sat down beside her and sighed again. "It really will be a pain in the butt having to fix this."

Hermione closed her book and gave me a searching look. "What's Tonks going to say about the Puffs having a bad opinion of you?"

"Honestly, I don't care. She burned that bridge during the summer. If she says anything negative to me about it, maybe I'll threaten to take back the protective amulet I gave her for being even more stupid than she already is."

Hermione chuckled and cuddled into my side. "That won't set her off or anything."

"That's okay. I have something to shut her up that I never told her about."

"Oh? What is it?" Hermione asked.

I smiled at her and slowly morphed my face to look like her favorite movie actor and changed my hair color and shape to match.

Hermione's eyes widened so much that I thought they were going to pop out of her head. "I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!" She yelled and tackled me onto the bench seat and snogged me senseless.

84 Yule Be Good Or Else

Fixing the Hufflepuff's false opinion of me was a propaganda storm of... normal proportions. It did take a lot of effort and time to set it in motion, especially after Amelia's Howler. Of course, I sent one right back and tore her apart for her assumptions and for not gathering proper evidence and only relying on a single witness to make her conclusions to close the case.

After the small blitz of the newspapers, magazines, and Yule cards that I had sent all over both Britain and the rest of the world to make sure that my stellar reputation was still intact and well deserved, Amelia herself showed up at the castle on Christmas Day to talk to me. She looked both embarrassed and contrite, the guilt on her face was plain to see.

Petunia was quite smug about it, too. After she had delivered her own dressing down to the woman, making Amelia wince every time Petunia pointed out how much I had helped the DMLE over the years with my efforts to reduce crime and dangerous roaming beasts, I brought Amelia to my trophy room.

Let me tell you, it was quite the sight to see the experienced older woman stare with an open mouth at all of the evidence of my adventures. I hadn't made it a secret that I really did all of the things that were written about; but, most adults needed a lot of convincing to accept that I really had done everything they had read about.

They could easily accept that I might have done a thing or two that were similar to my books, only exaggerated and embellished to the point to make it a great story that would sell. They justified their opinions by the fact that I was a child at the time and couldn't really have done everything. Now Amelia knew that I really had.

I didn't tell her about the restrictions of doing exactly what was written and not adding anything, though. No one else needed to know that. I still felt guilty about it, even years later. On the positive side, the books and merchandise were still selling like hotcakes with free syrup.

Amelia needed a good twenty minutes to compose herself and she used her official persona to apologize to me and promised to arrange the press conference to set the record straight. Then she let out a long and drawn out sigh and rubbed her face with a hand, then she apologized personally for jumping to conclusions about what Susan had told her.

"I had wondered why none of the Hufflepuffs had approached me or talked to me for the last four months. Their blind and unearned loyalty to one of their own was a detriment to both them and their House." I said and Amelia looked even more embarrassed. "I assume Susan told you about the Yule cards?"

Amelia opened her mouth to say something, then nodded instead. "Was it necessary to embarrass every single Hufflepuff in the school?"

I couldn't stop a huge fake smile from appearing on my face. "Can you really stand there and tell me that each and every one of them didn't write home to their families and tarnished their opinion of me as they told them all about how the famous Harry Potter had snubbed Hufflepuff House?"

Amelia opened her mouth again, then realized Susan had done exactly that. She let out another sigh and shook her head.

"That's right. Every family was finally allowed to hear my side of the story, which was the truth. Any embarrassment their children felt was of their own making." I said and that made her wince, so I changed my fake smile to a real one and also changed the subject. "So, have you prosecuted anyone that sent me cursed objects yet?"

Amelia's face went to a bright red and she turned her head away.

"Ah, I see. You dropped them because of your completely wrong opinion of me and to punish me." I said and she flinched. "Will an article appear in the Daily Prophet about how you mishandled hundreds of criminal cases before or after your promised press conference in two days?"

Amelia turned her head back to look at me with anger on her face. "How dare you threaten..."

"I really did regret that you never had the guts to approach me to thank me for everything I've done for you." I interrupted her rant. "After seeing how you will intentionally ignore doing your job for personal reasons, I don't regret it now."

Amelia's mouth snapped shut and she glared at me.

"You have a very important choice to make right now, Madam Bones." I said and she winced at me not using her given name to address her. "Will you correct your deplorable mistakes on my behalf or will the famous Harry Potter speak out about how his long term support for the DMLE, both politically and financially, will end because of your actions?"

Amelia's face drained of color and she looked faint.

"Will 10 minutes be long enough for you to make the decision?" I asked her and she didn't react, so I cast the truth spell on her. "Tell me what you did with the years of evidence of crimes against me."

"I had it all destroyed." Amelia said and gasped as she covered her mouth.

"Tell me why." I ordered.

"You hurt my niece and it was the only way I could hurt you back without getting into trouble myself." Amelia said as tears came to her eyes.

"You destroyed the records of it all, too." I said. It wasn't a question and she nodded anyway. "How good does it make you feel to discard your own strict morals and allowed hundreds of criminals to get away with assaulting a child?"

Amelia looked sick. "It felt good at the time and now I realize how wrong it was."

"Can you arrest yourself as a conspirator and contributor to crimes against a minor for destroying official DMLE evidence and records?" I asked her and she shook her head. "I hope your empty victory on Susan's behalf was worth the personal and political embarrassment this is going to cause you for the rest of your life."

Amelia didn't wipe at the tears rolling down her face. "Harry, please don't..."

I gave her a blank look. "Shall I give you ten minutes to convince me that what you did was right? That it was justice? That you had every intention to never help me ever again because I didn't talk to the girl that never once tried to talk to me?" I asked her and she didn't answer. "TELL ME!"

Amelia sobbed. "I was going to keep burying everything you sent me to keep hurting you for hurting her."

"And now what will you do?" I asked.

"I'll cancel the press conference and your claims will fade away and be forgotten. No one will believe you because you're just a teenager complaining because you can and everyone accepts that's what teenagers do." Amelia said as her hands tried to stop her mouth from moving and failed.

I smiled at that. "Then isn't it great that I've recorded everything you just said?"

Amelia gasped and looked around for whatever it was.

"Don't bother trying to deny anything. You chose your niece over your integrity, proving that even honest people like you will throw everything away for what they think is the right reasons."

Amelia looked shocked at that, then she grit her teeth. "All right, Harry. I understand what you're doing." She said. "It's a basic shock and awe tactic. What do you want?"

"You tell me." I ordered.

"You want me and it annoyed you that you had to settle for my niece, so you ignored her to get back at me for it." Amelia said.

I stared at her for a few seconds, then I started laughing. I laughed pretty hard for several minutes and she looked really angry. I eventually calmed down and looked into her angry eyes with my own.

"You're wrong. I didn't even think about your conceited niece even once since the train ride to school. She made it abundantly clear that she was not going to date me, so why would I ever bother with her?" I asked her.

"Wh-what?" Amelia asked, her anger floating away in her confusion.

"The first thing I told her was that Tonks dropped me to become an Auror, because she wouldn't have time for me, and Susan immediately told me she was becoming an Auror. Is there any doubt at all that she was intentionally refusing to be my girlfriend?" I asked. "Well? Is there?"

Amelia looked like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. That look made me smile.

"She never told you that, did she?" I asked with satisfaction and she didn't shake her head no. "Isn't it too bad that it's much too late to undo everything you've done?"

Amelia didn't respond and more tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I hope your replacement will be less likely to react emotionally if any of their family members gets the false impression that I'm ignoring them when they ignore me." I said and motioned to the door of the trophy room. "I'll walk you out."

Amelia didn't move or say anything, so I walked over to her, took her arm, and led her out of the room and eventually to the floo room. I saw no point in taking her outside to the edge of the protection wards to let her apparate home.

"By the way, you can't cancel the press conference. I'm going to send a letter to Minister Diggory and he should be quite happy to accept changing my next DMLE donation to become a campaign contribution instead." I said and she didn't react. "I suggest taking a few minutes to get your wits about yourself before you decide what you're going to do next."

Amelia blinked her eyes at me for several seconds. "What do you mean?"

I gave her my best smile. "This is my world, Madam Bones. I won't let anyone mess things up for me." I warned her. "I got rid of Voldemort. I got rid of the death eaters. Now, I'm getting rid of you."

Amelia's face drained of color again. "You can't kill me!"

I chuckled. "I don't have to kill you, Madam Bones. You destroyed your career and your credibility all on your own. No one in the Ministry Of Magic, or anyone else in the world, is going to trust you again after you betrayed the Boy-Who-Lived and let hundreds of criminals off from persecution." I said and used a pinch of floo powder and tossed it into the fireplace. "Bones Manor."

Amelia disappeared in the green flames with a look of horror on her face.

I created the things I needed and Hedwig teleported into the room. "Thank you, Hedwig." I said and gave her some owl treats. She gobbled them down, took the letters, and teleported away.

I went downstairs to the living room and talked to Petunia about what just happened for several minutes. She sighed when I was done explaining, took me into her arms to hold me, and kissed my forehead. She didn't say anything and just held me in a tight hug, so I stayed there in her embrace and enjoyed her comforting warmth.

Petunia let me go and looked into my eyes as she put her hands on my shoulders. "At least she didn't try to disrobe when she tried to distract you with her ridiculous accusations."

I couldn't resist briefly looking down at her heaving chest in her tight sweater and back at her face.

Petunia made a snort sound and smacked me upside the head. "Don't even think about it."

I grinned at her. "You can't blame me for being curious. Uncle Vernon can't get enough of them and brags about them all the time."

Petunia shook her head and gave me a little shove to push me away. "Go get washed and changed. You're due at the Greengrass Estate in 45 minutes."

I nodded and left the living room at a fast walk. I still heard Vernon tell her that I had made an excellent point and heard Petunia's soft moan before the door closed. That made me chuckle and I ran up the stairs to my bedroom and the personal bath there. Nanny popped in and gathered my discarded clothes and I showered quickly, dried off, and put on my most expensive fancy robes.

"You really outdid yourselves with these robes." I complimented Nanny as she helped me add the right accessories.

"Youse bees meeting youse future wife." Nanny said and her little hands rubbed over the front of the robes to smooth them with both her hands and a touch of elf magic. "Youse bees charming and keeps youse hands above the misses waist."

I barked a laugh and gave her a quick hug, so I didn't undo what she just did to my robes or bothered the little bump on her front. "I can't promise that, Nanny." I told her and let her go. "The most I can promise is to keep them away from the front part."

Nanny sighed and then smirked at me. "Youse is thinking she bees wanting that?"

"After all the letters about her being so frustrated by her parents trying to keep her isolated because they still believe she's sick? I think I'll be lucky if she doesn't try to tear all my clothes off as soon as she sees me."

Nanny laughed a high squeaky laugh. "That would bees funny."

"The look on Daphne's face would be even funnier." I commented and the little elf kept laughing. "I'll see you tonight if they don't ask me to stay for the night."

"Youse bees accepting if they offers. Don't bees playing hard to get!" Nanny warned me and wagged a scolding finger at me.

I laughed. "You think I should play hide and seek to let Astoria find me alone?"

"If youse bees smart." Nanny said with a sharp nod.

I leaned down and kissed her cheek to make her blush. "Thank you for the advice, Nanny."

Nanny blushed again and looked pleased. "If Hopsy pops in, tell her hellos."

"I will." I said and left my room to go to the floo room. I entered and held in my sigh at who was waiting for me.

"I don't want you to go." Amy said, her head ducked and her eyes downcast.

I walked right over to her and used a hand to lift her head and looked into her eyes. It didn't take a genius to see that she was deeply in love with me, despite being several years younger than me.

"I still have three years before the contract is enacted." I told her.

Amy blushed. "But... but that means..."

I waved my hand and secured the room, then I cast a cleaning charm on the floor and knelt on one knee. After what happened with Amelia today, I didn't want someone else that would work behind my back to try and make me hurt for some perceived insult.

"Amy, I do love you..." I started to say.

"I know." Amy interrupted and blushed as she turned her head to look away. "I know I shouldn't think of you like that and that it's wrong to..."

"I never said it was wrong." I interrupted her right back.

Amy's head snapped back to stare at me with wide eyes. "But..."

I leaned in close and kissed her. She let out a cute little moan and wrapped her arms around my neck. We didn't move our lips or anything and just pressed them together. It was both innocent and exactly what Amy wanted. Confirmation.

Amy broke the kiss and blushed to a deep red. "H-Harry..."

"When we're old enough, no one will care about the age difference between us." I said and she nodded. "For now..."

Amy sighed and nodded again, because she understood. "Dad really hates you."

I smiled and told her a secret. "He always has."

Amy looked surprised for a moment, then she nodded once more. "You made him rich."

"Rich and happy enough to tolerate me. He and Petunia are in the living room right now."

Amy giggled. "I saw."

"Not too much I hope." I said with a laugh.

"Butter pulled me away from peeking through the door frame when mum lost her sweater." Amy said, a bit proudly.

"Sneaky." I said and reached out to cup her cheeks with my hands. "I have to go."

Amy sighed and stepped aside. She didn't say goodbye or anything like have fun or good luck.

I used some floo powder and paused before I tossed it into the fireplace. "I left you something in your room."

Amy perked right up. "Another present?"

"Maybe." I said and waved a hand to dispel the secure spell as Amy squealed and ran out of the room. "So easily distracted." I muttered and tossed the floo powder down. "The Greengrass Estate."

The flames shot up and engulfed me to take me to see my betrothed and her family.

85 The Greengrass Is Always Greener

I waited for the spinning to stop before I stepped out of the grand fireplace into the Greengrass Estate. Before me were four people, my classmate Daphne, her father, her mother, and my betrothed, Astoria.

"IEEE! You're GORGEOUS!" Astoria shrieked and lunged at me.

As if I had practised it hundreds of times, I easily sidestepped and avoided her attack, carefully grabbed her arm and swirled her around in the other direction, and pointed her right at Daphne.

"AHH!" Daphne yelled as her little sister plowed right into her at full speed and the two of them tumbled and fell onto the floor in a heap of tangled arms and legs.

The father looked shocked beyond belief as he stared at his daughters and they started fighting and trying to get away from each other on the floor, messing themselves and their fancy clothing up. The mother on the other hand, giggled like a little girl at watching the same scene.

"Mister Greengrass, it's a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance in person." I said and held a hand out for him to shake.

Cyrus Greengrass didn't move his eyes from staring at his daughters on the floor as he shook my hand absently. "Same." He said and let my hand go.

I had the distinct feeling he had a whole speech prepared for this first face-to-face meeting and had been completely distracted by his daughter's completely unexpected antics. I actually felt relief at avoiding the stuffiness.

"Mrs. Greengrass, I can clearly see where your daughters inherited their beauty from." I complimented her and held my hand out to her.

Ivola Greengrass tore her amused gaze from her daughters and gave me a quick and thorough examination with just her eyes. She definitely liked what she saw. "It's a pleasure, Mister Potter."

I kissed the back of her hand, which seemed to amuse her and made her blush. I remembered how sheltered Daphne was and wondered if she was the same, because if she was, then I could have a lot of fun trying to innocently flirt with her. I pushed that thought aside for now, though.

"Please, call me Harry. We're going to be family when I'm of age in 3 years." I said and she let out another little giggle. I leaned in and whispered. "Is that laugh natural or do you practice it?"

Ivola looked even more amused now. "A little bit of both, Harry." She whispered back.

"Charming." I breathed and let her hand go and stepped back.

It was just in time, because Cyrus reached into the pile his daughters had made and plucked Astoria up from the floor, since she was the smaller one and easier to lift. He flicked his wand at her to clean her up and Ivola flicked her own wand to straighten up her very messed up robes.

It didn't help much after a scuffle like that and a house elf dressed in a cross between a maid's and a nurse's outfit popped in. The female elf snapped her fingers and little sprinkles of magic flowed over Astoria to put her back to rights and fixed her clothing and her messed up hair. Daphne finally stood up and glared at her little sister, so the elf gave her the same treatment.

"Hopsy?" I asked and she nodded, so I knelt on a knee to be closer to her height. "Nanny told me to tell you hello if you popped in."

Hopsy looked surprised. "Youse bees Nanny's favorite?"

I nodded back. "That's what she claims, even though we all know she adores Amy."

Hopsy laughed a high pitched laugh. "Course she doos! Amy bees the lady of the house!"

I chuckled and stood up. "That was my thinking, too."

The four members of the Greengrass family stood there and watched us as if we were the most fascinating thing on the planet.

"I'm sorry for distracting you." I said to the elf and also meant it for the Greengrasses. "When will supper be ready?"

"Youse don't bees worrying about that. Hopsy comes and gets youse when it's time. Teas and biscuits bees in the sitting room." Hopsy said.

"Thank you, Hopsy." I said and she smiled and popped away. I looked at the stunned faces of Cyrus and Daphne and then at the amused faces of Ivola and Astoria. "Shall we sit and talk for a while?"

"YES!" Astoria shouted as she darted forward and grabbed my hand before anyone else could. She led the way and pretty much dragged me behind her. I had a hard time not laughing at her taking charge like that, because she was a lot more forward than Daphne was.

Daphne and her parents followed us and we all settled in the large sitting room. Astoria claimed the small love seat and was snuggled up to my side as if she was a cat and I was a nice scratching post. The blank look on her father's face and the amused look on her mother's, let me know exactly what they thought about their youngest daughter being so bold with someone she just met for the first time in person.

"I hope you liked the present I left for you." I said to no one in particular, just to see the reactions I would get.

Daphne blushed and nodded, so the diamond bracelet was well received. Ivola also blushed and nodded as she gave me a pointed look, so she might think an emerald necklace might have been a bit too much. Cyrus looked quite happy, probably because I had given him the first quarter of the bride price, with another quarter to be given each Yule until I was 17 and the balance was due.

Astoria looked excited about her gift of a new wardrobe that I would pay for. We would be shopping for it and she would be allowed out of the house to do it, which made her extremely happy. I wouldn't be telling her parents that it wasn't the clothing that was the gift, it was the excuse. The gift was getting Astoria out of the house to have fun.

"We're leaving first thing in the morning, right after breakfast." Astoria proclaimed.

"You don't think that's too early?" I asked her and made up a cup of tea for her.

Astoria and her mother let out matching giggles.

"She would have dragged us out to get started on it already, if you hadn't promised to come along and make a whole day out of it." Daphne informed me and made her own cup.

"I'm a calming influence?" I asked and all three females shook their heads.

"You're the excuse to not tear through all the shops immediately." Ivola said and both Daphne and Astoria nodded.

I chuckled and handed Astoria her tea before tending to my own. "I'll be sure to let the shop clerks know of your restraint on my behalf."

The three of them let out soft laughs and then we all enjoyed the tea and a few biscuits. After a short time, we all sat back and relaxed.

"How do you like school so far?" Ivola asked me.

"It depends on if you want me to be honest or maintain the school's reputation of being the best." I responded. Both hers and her husband's eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Honesty, please." Ivola said after a moment of contemplation.

"Half of the classes are garbage and have horrible teachers." I said and all four of them gasped. "Potions class is laughable and Snape can't teach. I've done a better job than him teaching the others in class and I'm only a first year student." I lightly chuckled. "Mind you, I've had years of brewing experience because of my adventures."

This shocked the adults and Astoria let out a sigh as she stared at me with adoration. Daphne had a blank expression on her face and seemed to be fighting to not speak.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts is taught by a drunk that Bumblemore probably pulled out of Knocturn Alley after a night of debauchery." I said and they gasped. "History of Magic should be filled with the antics of wizards across time and the ghost of the most boring professor only talks about goblin rebellions. He doesn't know the names of any of the students or what year it is."

The four Greengrasses stared at me and didn't speak.

"I've heard Divination is taught by a drunk as well. I've also heard that Muggle Studies is taught by a pure blood witch that's never been outside Hogsmeade and the book is almost a hundred years out of date. There's practically nothing she could teach other witches or wizards about what the muggle world is really like." I finished and they continued to stare at me. "But, that's just my personal opinion."

"That... you..." Cyrus mumbled.

"But that's neither here nor there, since there's nothing I can really do about it." I partially lied. I didn't want to tell them that I could easily remove them and force the school to hire replacements. The problem would be that the replacements would probably be a whole lot worse. The current DaDa professor being the proof of that.

"If the people knew what you really thought about the school..." Ivola whispered.

I held up my hand to stop that line of thinking. "I don't have a bad opinion of the school. Hogwarts as a whole is great. Transfiguration is top notch with Madam McGonagall, Charms is fun with Professor Flitwick, Herbology with Professor Sprout is fun with how much she enjoys her work, and Professor Kettleburn is as happy as ever to teach Care of Magical Creatures after some mysterious person appeared in his room and healed him of all his injuries."

"When did that happen?!?" Daphne asked with a gasp.

I opened my mouth to say just before we left for the Yule break when I was giving out presents, then realized my mistake. I had just given away that I knew something that no one but the person doing the healing would know. As if they knew I messed up, probably because some guilt showed on my face, both of the adults squinted their eyes at me.

"Yes, Harry. Do tell us how you would know about what happened late at night in a professor's private rooms in the castle?" Ivola pointedly asked me.

I lowered my hand and sighed. "It's not what you think."

"Is it because you are... that way... and that's why you're okay with marrying our sick daughter?" Cyrus asked. "To cover up your... peculiar... and illegal proclivities?"

I needed to nip that thinking in the bud right this moment, so I turned to Astoria. "I believe I owe you a particularly good snogging, my future wife."

Astoria's face immediately lost the doubtful look and grabbed me by the neck to pull me into a sound kissing. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her one of my best kisses, usually reserved for a girl that had just given me a particularly spectacular blowjob or a great shag.

After a few seconds, Astoria moaned fairly loudly and her hands started to roam over me. I didn't stop her and she grew bolder and grabbed me in places that surely surprised both her parents and her sister. When her hands tried to open my pants to see my erection directly, I had to stop her and broke the kiss.

"We are in public, my dear." I whispered to her and saw her disappointed face. "Do you have somewhere we could be alone?"

"FOLLOW ME!" Astoria yelled and jumped to her feet, grabbed my hand, and dragged me from the room. We quickly reached her room and she slammed the door after pulling me inside. "Lock it!"

I waved my hand at it and it clicked and then glowed blue for a second. "Done."

Astoria beamed a smile at me. "Now show me what I made you do."

I had to chuckle at her confidence and pulled off my outer robes before I motioned to my pants and cast a cushioning charm on the floor.

Astoria let out a giggle and knelt as her hands dug at my pants, opened them, and slid my boxers down just enough to show her what she had caused. "Oh, Harry." She moaned and gave me a look of love and desire. "We can't... um... you know."

I chuckled again and tucked myself away. "I read the contract and I know we can't do anything below the waist until 6 months before we marry." I said and helped her stand. "That leaves us only a few options for playing, if you're up for it."

Astoria pulled her fancy dress down to show me her budding chest. "I'm hoping I'll take after mum and not Daphne."

I grinned and scooped her up into my arms in a princess carry. "My dear, I honestly don't care how big or small your beautiful breasts are. We have 3 years before we're allowed to consummate, so a lot can change in that time."

Astoria hugged my neck as I carried her over to the bed. "But... Harry..."

"Yes, I have slept with other girls and I've made no secret of that." I told her and she looked sad. "It's all right, my dear. I'm learning everything I can so that our wedding night will be one that you will remember for the rest of your life."

Astoria's sad face changed to happy. "I love you, Harry!"

I laid her down on her bed. "I can't say that back yet, Astoria. We need to get to know each other in person before I can confess something so important to you."

Astoria blushed and looked down at her bare chest and up at me.

"Ah, matching you would be appropriate, wouldn't it?" I asked her and she nodded several times. I pulled off my suit coat, vest, and shirt, making it as sensual as possible.

Astoria stared at me and her blush flowed down her neck as I revealed my rippling muscles. Her hands reached up and rubbed my abs and then my pectorals. I twitched one and then the other to make her giggle, then I laid down beside her and started to make out with her as I gently fondled her bare chest. She returned the gesture and her fingers tweaked and pinched one of my nipples, so I did the same to her.

"Mmmm." Astoria softly moaned into my mouth and closed her eyes to lose herself to the snogging session. It seemed to go on forever and went by almost instantly, because Hopsy popped in and interrupted us.

"Suppers be ready in a few minutes and youse be cleaning up and dressing rights." Hopsy said.

I broke the kiss and Astoria made a sad sound. "Thank you, Hopsy. We will be right out."

Hopsy nodded, gave Astoria a happy smile and a nod of approval, and popped away.

Astoria giggled. "Well, at least there's someone else in this house besides me that approved of this."

I laughed and climbed off of the bed. I quickly dressed and used a bit of magic to clean and straighten my clothing, then I helped Astoria to put her back to her pristine self.

"Harry." Astoria said and put a hand on my chest. "Thank you."

I knew what she was talking about, because I had treated her like she was normal and not like she was made of glass. "My dear, I am only just getting started. Our shopping trip tomorrow should give your family some clue that you're not some fragile thing that will break if handled normally."

Astoria blushed and then smiled smugly. "You really wanted me to handle you today, didn't you?"

"I did and then my nanny advised me to keep my hands firmly above your waist." I told her and she giggled. "Damn me and accepting proper behavior."

Astoria laughed and took my hand to lead me to her bedroom door. I dispelled the spells I used and the door suddenly opened and Daphne and her mother fell into the room. I helped Ivola stand and Astoria helped Daphne. Both of them blushed from embarrassment at being caught. Astoria gave them searching looks.

"I didn't silence the room." I said and Astoria's eyes widened slightly, then she giggled. "That's right. Unsupervised supervision. They could hear us and couldn't see us, so they know we kept to the contract clauses."

Astoria nodded as she took my hand again and we left the room. Her mother and sister left right behind us. Supper was a quiet affair and I didn't mind. It was easier to eat and play footsie with Astoria sitting across from me. She was surprisingly good at it, despite not practising before. Was it instinct or her desire to tease me as much as possible before I had to leave?

When the meal was over and Cyrus gave a toast to the future, we all took a small sip of table wine. Before he or his wife could invite me back to the sitting room for another chat, Daphne spoke.

"Since we are leaving so early in the morning, why don't we invite Harry to stay with us for the night?" Daphne asked the room.

The look of surprise on her father's, mother's, and sister's faces was priceless.

"It's just a logical conclusion, isn't it? Why make him go home, sleep fitfully as he waits for the morning, then he has to get up extra early to rush here to be ready for us when we leave?" Daphne asked. "We could save so much time and trouble if he stayed here instead."

Complete and utter silence answered her. However, Nanny had given me advice for that, too. Don't play hard to get if the option to stay the night was offered.

"Who am I to object to your sound logic, Daphne?" I said and saluted with the small wine glass. "I humbly accept your offer of hospitality for the night."

Daphne beamed a smile at me, completely happy at my acceptance. I suspected that she was a little eager to ask me what Astoria and I did and had to get me alone for that. Of course, once she did get me alone in the guest room, I was going to offer to show her what we did. I wouldn't silence the room, either.

Unsupervised supervision was a great way for me to tease the other two females of the house and I was sure that Daphne would enjoy the experience even more than her sister did.