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Chapter 77: Susan


In the seventh floor passageway a door slowly appeared in the all across from the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy and his dancing trolls. An extremely pale and malnourished boy stumbled out into the hall and raised his wand immediately, eyes darting both directions down the hallway before stumbling toward the stairs. As the doorway began to fade back into the wall a dismembered hand appeared in midair and turned the knob. The door opened, and closed before fading away once more into the scenery.

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Luna had provided Harry with some much needed direction in his training and a nice break in the intimacy department, but he loved her best in small doses. He had felt guilty for thinking that way until in typical Luna fashion, she had brought the subject up and somehow laid all his fear and guilt to rest by explaining that she did her loving best in small doses so it all worked out.

It was now Saturday, the day of turnover, and Harry really wanted to give Luna a thank you gift for the past week of relaxation and burnt fingertips. She had returned to Ravenclaw Tower to "freshen up" and get a change of clothes before lunch so he found himself sitting at the Gryffindor Table with the rest of the girls and thinking to himself.

Hannah sat across the table from him with Susan on one side and Neville on the other and looking rather uncomfortable. Susan kept trying to ask her questions, whispering in the girls ear but even Harry could feel the tension as she kept inching closer to Neville who as usual, looked completely confused at the situation.

He felt a tingle and looked up to find Luna walking toward the Ravenclaw table where she bent over and spoke quietly to a third year boy he didn't recognize. Sudden inspiration hit and Harry grinned as he raised his fist and thought of Luna.

The other girls at the table stopped talking as he opened his hand to reveal the tiny golden stag. Harry put mini-Prongs down on the floor and waited with a smile as the Patronus galloped off beneath the tables toward its goal.

"What was that Harry?" Hannah asked quietly.

"It's a Patronus, but instead of driving off Dementors its more like a messenger spell that carries feelings. That one is a little ball of Love for Luna, as a thank you for the last week," Harry replied with a smile.

As Luna walked toward them Harry waited in anticipation with the rest of his group watching as well. Suddenly Luna's eyes went wide and her mouth opened slightly. Harry's smile soon turned into a grimace as she let out a single long moan quickly followed by two loud CLUNK sounds in succession.

One of the balls rolled to a stop against the foot of a fourth year 'claw who bent down and picked it up in confusion. Harry was turning bright red by this time and desperately planning escape routes, at the worst he figured he could Apparate out...maybe Hawaii...

A flushed and disheveled Luna bent over and picked up the first ball, and with half the eyes in the Great Hall looking her way stumbled slightly over to the boy and asked him for her Bin Wah ball back. The boy handed it over not even realizing what had happened and Luna strolled up behind Susan, dropping the balls in her lap.

"You had asked about these before, I suppose now is as good a time as any to lend them to you. I know you mentioned Hannah would like to try them as well so feel free to share."

Just like that Luna calmly sat down beside Harry and kissed him on the cheek before making her plate. He waited patiently for her to blow up, but in typical Luna fashion she simply smiled dreamily at him every time she caught his eye. He looked across the table to find a still beet red Susan staring at her lap and sneaking glances at her best friend, who was also red and looking anywhere but at Susan. Poor Neville still looked confused.

"Uh... I guess I overdid it huh?" Harry finally asked.

"Overdid what?" The blond asked sweetly.

"Well uh...Prongs..."

She giggled a bit before looking up at him, "Maybe, but I rather enjoyed myself. Did you really expect me to be angry with you for giving me an Orgasm?"

"Uh..."

"Fine, Bad Puppy..." She whacked him on the nose softly, "Though I'm the one that piddled a bit on the floor..."

"Huh?" Neville asked, still not getting it. "What happened? And what are those things you gave Susan?"

Luna looked up at Neville and cocked her head slightly to the right. "Weighted balls used to strengthen the muscles of the Vagina."

"Then why do you have them with you here...and why did you drop them a minute ag-OH!" Neville blushed and appeared to be choking as he suddenly realized what had happened and his brain caught up to the word Vagina.

He sputtered a bit as he looked at Susan and then blushed again as he looked at Hannah. Poor Hannah looked as if her head were about to explode from the pressure and she was about to bolt, but Neville beat her to it, stopping his cowardly retreat juts long enough to kiss his girlfriend on the cheek before dashing from the Hall.

"I wonder what's wrong with Neville? Perhaps he has a Crodey infection? And you too Hannah, apoplexy is a symptom after all."

Hannah too dashed from the Hall leaving Luna staring after the couple in slight confusion. She then shrugged and went back to her plate. Harry caught Susan's eye and couldn't resist poking fun at her, not breaking eye contact turned toward Luna as he spoke out of the corner of his mouth.

"Actually I think it is far more likely they both have a Wrackspurt and needed to treat themselves or each other."

Susan snorted once before she too bolted from the Hall. Harry, thinking he might have gone a bit too far was about to hop up after her when Tonks put a hand on his shoulder.

"Professor?" He asked with a smile.

"Mr. Potter I'm afraid I need to see you in my office." That raised eyebrows all around the table. As far as any of them knew Nym and Remus were doing just fine.

She turned to the rest of the girls, "You lot might as well come as well."

As one the group stood and followed curiously behind the Metamorph.

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They passed right by the DADA office and hit the stairs as Nym lead them up to the Room of Requirement. None of them said a word as the situation dawned on them. Nym passed three times in front of the wall and the door appeared before she quickly ushered them all in.

Inside was Petunia's worst nightmare, rows and rows of shelves extended to a far off wall where sunlight was streaming in through arrow slit windows. Piles of what appeared to be contraband or embarrassing items littered the floor and overflowed off the top of shelves in cascades of Fanged Frisbees, faded nude witch calenders and assorted magazines and clothing items. Harry paused long enough to check the date on one of them and whistled to himself at the year.

"I think this could have been Dumbledore's its so old." He remarked.

"What do you suppose all this stuff is in here for though?" Hermione asked as she perused the wares as it were. "Not a cobweb in sight either. You don't suppose the elves clean in here? Or perhaps the room keeps everything as it was when it was put in here?"

"There must be hundreds of years worth of crap in here!" Ginny exclaimed. "I wonder what the Crown Ponce wants with it?"

Nym shrugged, "I dunno, but after seeing dear cousin stumble out I was able to catch to door. I haven't seen anything worth having in here yet but I figured more eyes was better."

Harry nodded as he walked amongst the shelves and piles, there were dark items in this room as well as the assorted contraband from Filch's ever growing list. The door opening startled all of them almost as much as the witch that stumbled in to find an audience.

"Eeep!" Trelawney exclaimed as half a dozen sherry bottles hit the floor and shattered.

Parvati was closest and quickly put an arm under the older woman. "Professor?"

Those bloodshot eyes, magnified immensely, turned toward her and a smile made its way to the old bats face. "Ah daughter I knew I would find you all here! I was just on my way to hid--er take these bottles to be disposed of. I caught some sixth years drinking and was able to confiscate this contraband."

"I'm afraid you got some on you ma'am, you smell like you been bathed in cooking sherry." Parvati said sweetly.

"Ah that...well the inner eye can sometimes be opened farther with a bit of help from the spirits, both those who have passed on and those which are...er...created by Wizardkind."

Still smiling graciously Parvati turned her former favorite teacher back toward the door. "Why don't we take care of these for you and you can go reflect on what you have been shown Professor?"

"Absolutely! That is why I came in here after all, the inner eye led me to you daughter. You are favored by fate!"

"Yes Professor, thank you..."

The door closed behind her and the rest of the group finally overcame their nervousness enough to laugh out loud. Hermione was in a right snit. "Honestly Parv I don't know how you could stand sitting through her classes. She is quite obviously unsuited to teaching OR seeing..."

"She has made at least two true prophecies." Luna commented.

"Fine then, but a broken clock is correct once in awhile..." She toed a large pile of sherry bottles near her. "And it looks as though her inner eye has needed a lot of help lately."

Ginny was able to calm her down somewhat by wrapping her arms about the brunette and whispering in her ear. Luna and Parvati were unphased and the search was renewed. After half an hour Nym cleared her throat and called out to them with a Sonorous charm.

"We had best clear out for now, no telling when my unfortunate family member will be back."

Harry nodded and remembered his earlier idea about establishing a permanent entrance to the room from his suite. He turned to a bookshelf on one of the walls and thought about what he wanted. It swung open to reveal a set of stairs.

Smiling he charmed himself as well, "This way everyone, we won't be going out the way we came in!"

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Hermione had heard out his idea and insisted on testing it, so everyone but she had gone down the stairs to his suite, emerging from behind the dark arts book shelf and closing it. They waited a few minutes and then Harry opened the passage and headed back up. Hermione's head snapped up as a section of wall slid open and Harry appeared to find her sitting on the bed in a replica of her room at her parents house.

She jumped up with a grin and wrapped herself around him as he tried not to fall backward down the stairs.

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Susan had finally shown up again for Dinner but was rather subdued in her spot beside Harry. He had expected a much more excited girl to be anticipating his sole attention but she was distracted. Finally the rest of the girls has shooed them off toward his suite to figure out what was wrong before they themselves headed toward the library and Study Group which now spanned all the houses.

Once back in his room Harry sat down on the couch and pulled Susan to him. "Hey you?" He asked playfully.

"Hmm?" She asked without looking up.

He placed his hand on her chin and turned her toward him before capturing her lips. It took only a moment for her to respond and the smile he had been expecting since lunch began to fight her lips as she snogged him. Finally breaking away for air she dazzled him with her grin and adjusted her position until she was straddling him.

"Hey yourself!"

"That's a bit more like it Suze...knut for your thoughts?"

She only paused for a second, "Nothing, just thinking about stuff, nothing important."

He nodded, "If you say so, I was wondering where my Susie went but as long as she's back now I guess I won't pry."

"Oh it wouldn't be prying exactly, it's just something I'm working through, nothing for you to worry about. So what was this surprise that Luna told us about and what was that you hit her with in the Great Hall?"

Harry had to pause for a moment, sure that he had explained it already to the girls, "Wandless Patronus but it works more like a messenger spell, only instead of words it delivers feelings. I overpowered it a bit and Luna..um..."

"Came so hard she dropped her Bin Wah's?"
He blushed but nodded at her description, "Anyway that is only part of the surprise. Luna chastised me for not asking if I could use Legiliemency on you ladies to know what love felt like, rather than working it out for myself."

"That is a bit silly though isn't it? I mean what you call love doesn't have to be the same as what anyone else calls love..."

"No you're right, but it would have helped and maybe I wouldn't be swimming in estrogen." He said playfully.

She lightly smacked his arm, "Admit it, you couldn't live without us!"

"I know I would miss you if I couldn't be with you." He whispered looking into her eyes.

Susan teared up and suddenly had to look away as she tried to compose herself. Suddenly on alert he knew those weren't happy tears as she never had trouble showing him those. "Suze?"

"It's nothing Harry...but...how about you show me what this Patronus can do?"

Sighing he nodded and closed his fist before pulling up his feelings for her. Once he felt the magic form he opened his palm to reveal the tiny golden stag.

"Oh Harry! He's gorgeous!"

"Shhh, if Prongs hears that he's likely to get a swelled head."

"Prongs?"

"My dad was a Stag animagus and his friends called him Prongs, now open your hand and let him in."

She opened her hand and held it up to his so the tiny Patronus could canter across before being absorbed into her. Her tears stopped as she was flooded with contentment and love tinged with a bit of lust. She smiled up at him and leaned in to capture his lips once more. "Oh Harry," she sighed and leaned into his shoulder, relishing the warmth and security of his arms around her. "I wish you could see how I feel like that."

"That's actually the other part of the surprise, I can use Legiliemency if you'll let me."

She sat up and grinned at him nodding. He gazed into her eyes for a moment before falling. He was careful not to rifle through her thoughts and memories but it was easy to find her emotions as they were so close to the surface thanks to Prongs. He pulled back out but stayed staring into her eyes.

"Thank you Suze, really. It's one thing to know but it is quite another to KNOW, you know?"

She giggled, "Sounds like Loony is rubbing off on you." There was no malice in the nickname, as Luna had told the group her mother used to call her Loony and she liked it.

"She is, though rubbing is about all we were able to do..." She smacked his arm again as he smiled.

"Harry!"

He shrugged, "It was a nice break actually, and I could care less about how physical we get as long as we're together. Speaking of which..."

She didn't like his suddenly serious tone but pretended not to notice, "Hmm?"

"Hannah?" he asked quietly.

"It's nothing Harry, just something we're working through."

"It isn't 'nothing' Suze, I was just tapped into your emotions, remember?"

She sighed and leaned against his shoulder again, sliding off his lap and cuddling up against him. "Remember I told you Hannah was more of a Witches Witch?" he nodded, "Well she really does love Neville but I don't think he is a substitute for..."

"For you." he stated.

"Yeah...but part of the problem is she can't bring herself to tell him, and even if she could she is worried that if she wanted to 'play' with me that she would 'play' with you and she doesn't know how Neville would react."

"She doesn't have to do anything with me. I don't own you and you know I approve of your relationship with her..." he trailed off as Susan shook her head.

"No Harry, it isn't that she doesn't want to, actually that is the problem. Haven't you noticed that she can barely stand to be around you? Like a certain Weasley used to act?"

His eyes went wide, "Oh!"

"Yeah..." She sighed, "She want's me, but she doesn't want to put herself in a situation where she would hurt Neville, nor does she not want you there if we do anything."

He thought about it for a bit before shrugging, "You know you have my permission if you need it, to do whatever you want with Hannah. But she needs to tell Neville before you two do anything,"

Susan was about to protest but he held up a finger, "Not that I'm dictating. Just like with Hermione and Ron, her relationship with Neville is not your problem or mine. But Neville deserves to know, and I don't think he would really have a problem with it. It might actually explain a few things he didn't understand about their relationship before."

She opened and closed her mouth a few times before replying, "Do you think you can talk to Neville too? About her joining us not just me?"

Harry was instantly hard and felt just a bit dizzy from the loss of blood to his brain. His heart was pumping like crazy and he recognized the adrenaline fueled fight-or-flight instinct and the buzzing in his fingers that let him know his nerves were in high gear. "Uh..."

She giggled but gave him a moment to relax before he had a coronary. He self analyzed pretty quickly and figured out exactly what was going on. The prospect of having Hannah back in his bed was extremely exciting his libido, but the thought of basically asking Neville if he could shag his girl was scaring the bloody piss out of him. Suddenly he smiled.

"How about we ask one of the Slytherins to talk to him instead? Pansy can explain her family, or maybe Daphne..."

Something in Harry's chest seemed to wake up and sniff the air before standing at attention.

Susan noticed something in the way his shoulders tensed, "Or I suppose I could always make a sacrifice and join the two of them sometime...obviously not to 'play' with Neville but with Hannah..."

The hackles on the beast in his chest raised and his ears were filled with a low growling sound as he stared hard at the floor. After a moment he was surprised to find that it was him growling.

"What do you think Harry? I mean...if I agreed to play tit-for-tat maybe you could even shag Hannah properly..."

Harry stood abruptly and threw a surprised Susan over his shoulder as he turned toward his room. Before he took two steps Pansy walked in and arched an eyebrow at the scene. Harry turned feral eyes toward her and Susan grinned playfully from her awkward position before whispering something toward his ear.

Harry marched over to Pansy, Susan still balanced over his left shoulder and proceeded to toss Pansy over his right. "Harry what the hell do you think you are doing?" the girl asked in surprise

"Mine!" He barked out before turning back toward the bedroom door.

"Not that I mind but what's going on here?" She directed to Susan behind his back as he walked through and slammed the door behind him.


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It was later that evening before Harry stumbled out of his room to find the rest of the girls working on 'The Plan' in his common room as usual. There were fairly detailed maps of Hogwarts grounds laid out on the desk in the middle of the room and books scattered every which where with a witch or two going over odd diagrams surrounded by Runes on parchment here and there.

Ginny looked up and smiled as she glanced behind him to see Pansy ans Susan passed out but still breathing extremely hard on his bed. "Good night then?" She asked playfully.

He tried to smile, but he was still a bit surprised at his behavior. Something rather primal had taken him over and he had pounded both girls mercilessly into the mattress...and up against the wall...and in the shower...and then into the mattress again. Susan had continued to egg him on about how to deal with Neville, suggesting several different scenarios involving different girls who could 'Take his mind off of Hannah for a while' in her words. Each time his mind tried to bring up images of it something seemed to burn through his veins and pump his libido into overdrive. Pansy had soon caught on and the end result was two very satisfied and entirely dominated witches.

His eyes lit on Ginny's face and an image of her keeping Neville busy...the beast seemed to be trying to tear its way through his chest once more and Ginny quite suddenly found herself weak in the knees just seeing the look on his face. Hermione looked up, "Harry what..."

That was as far as she got before she promptly fainted out of her chair. Between them Ginny and Harry were able to save her from any injury and Harry panicked a bit. "Oh god....ohgodohgodohgod.." he whispered as he snapped out his wand and cast a light Renervate. Thankfully she instantly opened her eyes as she began breathing again.

"You alright hon?" Ginny asked delicately.

The girl nodded as they helped her sit up, shaking her head lightly. "What on earth was that? Have you gone and changed the emotions you are putting into that 'look' of yours?" She asked quietly though he thought he detected a hint of amusement.

"Uh...I don't think so? I couldn't even feel my magic..."

Ginny smiled, "I think Harry was just feeling a bit 'dominate' Mione... You know how you like that..." the girl promptly blushed scarlet.

"Yes well..." she trailed off as Ginny giggled. Harry however still felt at a loss.

"Huh?"

"Don't worry about it lover boy; I'm sure we can figure it out later." the redhead said with a wink and a quick glance down at her girlfriend.

"Um...okay..." he was still completely clueless, the other girls had tuned into the conversation and were secretly cooing to themselves over how cute he was when he was confused.

Luckily he was saved by a completely nude, bedheaded Pansy stumbling into the room as if drunk. Her stomach was obviously coated in cum and her thighs were still lightly coated in her own juices; and she absolutely reeked of sex. The hairs on the back of Harry's neck stood up as he felt goose bumps stir over his body at the looks on the other girls faces. Pansy grabbed him by the back of the neck and whispered something in his ear before turning him back toward his bedroom. She then leaned down and whispered something else into Ginny's ear with a glance at Hermione and both had an evil smile in place before the Slytherin turned and stumbled back toward the door.

As the door closed the girls heard her high pitched whine as she begged to just be allowed to shower off rather than be ravaged again by the "Great Brute!"

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Sunday morning found a rather battered and, truth-be-told bruised couple entwined in each others arms in Harry's bed. Pansy had managed to escape after the third shower and was currently recuperating in her own room. Susan woke first and stretched, wincing and grinning madly as she found delicious pains in places she would never have imagined. Whatever this suddenly awakened possessive streak was she hoped they would be able to milk it for the rest of their lives.

A groan from Harry let her know he had just attempted the same feat, with similar results.

"Mmmmmm...." Susan moaned as she stretched into his side. "Good morning you Great Brute." She said with a quiet smile.

The night before flashed quickly through his head but he quickly squashed the immediate need to apologize. Apparently he was learning, "You..." he said, "Are an evil evil woman, you know that?"

She grinned and pulled herself up onto his chest with barely a wince at the pain. "Oh really?"

"Really. How dare you try to make me jealous!" He said playfully.

"Oh I dare...gods Harry you have no idea... I think Pansy will be walking funny for a week!"

"Hmmm."

"Don't start brooding either, that was some of the most amazing shagging we have done yet!"

"Not that I didn't enjoy it either," He paused to smile up at her to take the sting out of his next words, "But I don't particularly like being a jealous git, nor do I prefer shagging over making love to you."

That got her misty eyed all over again but she took a few breaths to calm herself and leaned in to kiss him sweetly. "Me too...it was just too much fun to wind you up, and when we let you go..."

"Hmph."

"Oh get over yourself Harry. It's perfectly natural to be jealous."

He shook his head, "Perfectly hypocritical more like."

"Harry we don't want anyone else but you, and how many times do we have to explain to you that once we accepted that you would be shagging other girls it kinda became a turn on?"

"I'm still a hypocrite, how can I be a jealous git who has to mark my territory like some bloody hound and yet expect all of you to not even think about shagging some other guy?" He was trying to ask in a lighthearted tone, but his tense shoulders spoke volumes about how he really felt.

In answer Susan shrugged, "I dunno, but it was worth it. Don't change Harry." She said with a smile down at him. "However we still need to figure out what to do about Hannah and Neville."

He sighed and relaxed back into the mattress. "Do we really have to talk about this again?"

Susan nodded as she idly began tracing some strange drawing on his chest with her fingers. "I want to play with Hannah again... but Hannah doesn't want to play with me without you there..."

"I thought you said she was a 'Witches Witch' though?" He said with a raised eyebrow.

"Well I think she started into it so she could still play with me, and ended up getting a bit addicted to you..."

He bit off a groan as he threw his unoccupied arm over his eyes, "I don't want to cause problems for one of my best mates. Can you really imagine me walking up to him and saying 'Oh by the way mate, your girlfriend wants a threesome with me and Susan?' I doubt that would go over very well."

Susan nodded and began biting her bottom lip, he smiled a bit at the habit she seemed to have picked up from Hermione. "I guess for now she will just have to settle for fun time with me then..." She sighed.

"She still needs to tell Neville she swings that way otherwise its still cheating. Though from a guys perspective 'cheating' with another woman is not necessarily a 'bad' thing."

He earned a light smack to his shoulder for that remark, "Prat!" he just shrugged in response.

"So I guess I get her to talk to him then..."

"Sounds like the only plan. I know how much you miss her as well."

Another nod, "I mean, its not like I like playing with just any girls, and I think having Pansy join us last night shows that I'm more than willing." He growled a bit and she chuckled, "I just don't want to let her down by telling her you won't play with her."

He sat up, gently letting her slide into a sitting position beside him as he looked over at her. "I just won't chance screwing up this friendship like I did with Ron."

"I know, but do you think maybe you could talk to him anyway? I mean...the way your new Clan works and all..."

The beast stirred once more in his chest as he pictured Pansy having some other male lover and he frowned. "I am a total hypocrite. I could care less what the other couples do with each other, but I know I just wouldn't be able to love someone as much if she were shagging some other bloke, even with permission."

"You mean like Daphne?"

He shook his head before stopping himself, "I guess maybe? I mean, Blaise wouldn't touch her unless it was to make babies, so maybe I don't feel threatened, but then I don't really Love Daph like I love all of you either so it doesn't kill me to think about it."

Susan began thinking, it was almost like he could see the wheels turning in her head. "What about her sister?"

"Astoria?" he asked, a bit confused at the apparent change of topic. "She's definitely attractive and has a great personality to boot. But I don't really see me and her being more than platonic friends."

She huffed a bit in feigned annoyance, her slight smile giving it away, "No you prat not for you, I was talking about for Neville. Didn't you say Astoria was a bit lost when she found out about Blaise' er...proclivities?"

"Yeah but she isn't some mating crazed missile we can point at Neville. She actually had feelings for Blaise you know? Besides she doesn't agree with her clans...proclivities anyway."

"I was not intimating anything of the sort, I just thought we should drop a few hints to Hannah and Astoria and see what they think. She was probably more upset with her sister getting the man of her dreams than with the actual way her clan works. She does have two or three mums."

He sighed and gave up, "Fine, you can suggest it, see if Astoria will entertain the possibility of dating a Gryffindor, though from her reaction to me I'm not certain she won't immediately dismiss the idea."

Susan smiled but decided to egg him on, "You are awfully dense Mister Potter, from the flirting I would say despite he words she was actually very interested in you if it weren't for sharing with her sister. But a girl has to have some self respect."

"Hamina..wuh?" he asked intelligently.

She smiled mischievously, "Just imagine Harry, you already have a set of twins, and if what you told me about Fleur was spot on then you likely could have had a pair of Veela." She waited to make certain he didn't exhibit any pain at the mention of Gabrielle before continuing. "You could go for the hat trick and get both Greengrass girls in your bed."

He groaned at the mental imagery and she smiled, "Besides, if I get you distracted enough then maybe Hannah, Neville and I can work something similar out between ourselves."

He growled and pounced on her in a rather quick maneuver getting an excited and surprised squeak out of her.

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Harry walked into the Headmasters office later Sunday Evening to find it empty. He heard a soft trill and turned toward Fawkes with a smile.

"Hey how have you been? Long time no see."

I have been well youngling, and yourself?

"Oh you know, same old same old. Go to class, shag my brains out, go to a meal, shag my brains out, do some training, shag my brains out..."

He heard the mental snickering that accompanied the audible trill of laughter and smiled down at the Phoenix, until he heard a cough and turned quickly toward the sound with wide eyes.

"Albus!" He couldn't stop the blush that turned him into a tomato.

The man in question smiled back with eyes in full sparkle mode, "Ah if only youth were not so fleeting, and if only I had found the love of even one woman as well matched to me as your little group. But alas after a century I find I am no longer as young as I once was."

"Er..."

"Yes, well then young Harry let us see how you have progressed in your training and then perhaps discuss a slight field trip I am planning?"

Harry nodded as he finally got his blush under control and followed the Headmaster to his desk where he took the offered lemon drop, as always enjoying the smile that lit the mans eyes up when someone shared his favorite treat. Harry then sat down in one of the chairs facing the headmaster and silently called a tiny lick of Fiendfyre into the palm of his hand in the shape of an oriental dragon. As he opened his eyes he smiled up at the old man and began directing the fire to circle around and through his fingers, almost as one would play with a coin.

The old mans eyes went wide at the casual display of power and control. "Harry, that isn't Fiendfyre?" he asked in surprise.

Harry shrugged, "Luna pointed me in the right direction last week and after a bit of reading things sort of clicked. All my work with lesser magical fire seems to have paid off." As he finished his thought he waved his hand and the dragon disappeared from head to tail as if it were entering some unseen tunnel, leaving only a puff of smoke in its wake.

"You have no idea how proud I am of you my boy, I was hoping you would have mastered the Flame Whip but this is beyond my expectations!"

Another shrug and Harry sat forward, "So what did you have in mind for this little outing?"

Albus shook himself slightly and regained the air of authority, "It so happens I believe I have located a Horcrux."

Harry sat straight up, "Which one?"

"I cannot be certain but I believe it to be Slytherin's locket which has been hidden in a cave near where Tom's orphanage used to holiday."

"And what kind of protections can we expect to find?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore gave him an approving nod, glad to see that he was no longer the rash young man that had traveled to the Ministry. "I have not seen it but I would imagine it to be protected by some of Tom's favorite tools from the last war."

A shadow crossed Harry's face as he thought about it, "Infiri.."

The old man nodded.

Harry stood up suddenly with an accusing look in his eyes, "Why couldn't you just tell me I needed to learn the flame whip because we would be facing Infiri?" He asked in a cold tone. "Why do you insist on playing your little games and only revealing information when you feel it will have the most impact or will help sway me to your cause? Did you think I would suddenly be happy to use my new skills?"

Dumbledore was completely caught off guard as evidenced by the stunned expression on his face, "Harry I..."

"No."

"I'm sorry?"

"No. I will not be going with you. You seem to have it all figured out and I can't imagine the great Albus Dumbledore would need me to tag along for a simple retrieval. I have better things to do with my time."

"But Harry, you need experience in locating and retrieving these objects, in case I cannot complete the work before..."

"The plan the girls have been working on will end Voldemort despite his anchors to this world. Then we can take all the time we need to find and destroy the rest of them just to make certain he is gone. I don't hate you but I'm not happy with you right now. In other news, what do you plan on doing about Draco and that mysterious cabinet in the Come and Go room?"

"I..." it took him a moment to realize that Harry was upset with him, and another moment to realize he was not about to destroy the office again. Hoping to broach the subject later he moved on, "The situation is known to me and I have already taken steps."

Harry put his hand over his eyes and began rubbing to stave off the headache, "In other words you are going to let Draco tinker and move his plan forward."
"Young Draco has not yet crossed that unforgivable line and for the time being, his plans coincide with mine."

"Don't do this Albus." Harry leaned over the desk and his tone was pleading. "Don't play fast and loose with your life, or the lives of the students under your care. I understand you don't have long left, but what about the first years that just got here? What about me and my girlfriends and betrothed? Are you willing to bring danger amongst us for some twisted plan to redeem Draco?"

Albus sat back in his seat and appeared to actually ponder Harry's words before he sighed. "I'm sorry Harry, but I have set my course. I promise you however that steps have been taken to ensure the safety of all within the walls of Hogwarts."

Harry sighed, "Including Draco."

Standing straight Harry looked once more into the old mans eyes before turning around and heading toward the door. "If you cannot bring yourself to protect the innocent over the guilty then I will do it for you. This is where I leave you to seek my own destiny, I'm no longer going to allow you to control my life Headmaster."

The old man slumped, "I do care for you Harry, too much, much more than any other student to attend this institution. But if this is where our paths diverge, I...wish you luck."

Shaking his head in disappointment Harry walked out the door. "To each his own, I won't be back for another session."

"Perhaps tea then?" Dumbledore called out just before Harry closed the door.

Harry smiled and rolled his eyes, "Tea would be lovely Headmaster. I'll let you know."

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"So that's the plan so far." Susan finished.

Upon returning to his room he pulled Susan aside and surprised her by asking for a synopsis of what they had come up with. She commiserated with him at first over old men set in their ways but extracted a promise from him to talk to Neville in exchange for learning the details of 'The Plan' which until then had been kept secret, known only to his girls.

Of course he had argued that they were manipulating him just as badly as the Headmaster if they were making plans without his knowledge, to which she rebutted that; A) They hadn't meant to keep it a secret he had just never actually asked for the details and B) if he has to be manipulated, at least the benefits were better with the Harem.

"Is it really all so simple? I mean it seems kind of anti-climactic or something doesn't it?" he asked in disbelief.

She shrugged, and the fact that she was nude as she shrugged was not lost on other parts of his anatomy. "You seem to think Voldemort is just going to stroll into a trap without bringing any backup, and then stand there as we go through the rather involved process."

"True...so what have you done about that then?"

"Er..." She said biting her lip slightly.

He smiled, "Ah, so this has been entirely an theoretical exercise for you ladies and you hadn't exactly figured out the rest of the steps needed?"

"Something like that...it has all been rather academic up to this point but I suppose we really do need to work on a Battle plan to go along with the trap."

Harry nodded, glad to be useful again. He enjoyed being "kept out of their hair" as much as any bloke would, but it would be nice to be involved on a more intellectual level again.

"So what are you going to say to Neville?"

"Er..."

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It took ti Tuesday for Harry to work up the nerve he needed to broach the subject, as they finished Dinner Harry placed a hand on Neville's shoulder and nodded his head toward the doors as he caught the other boys eye. Neville nodded and kissed Hannah on the cheek before standing and following Harry out into the hall.

If one were to observe Harry walking nervously down the hall with Neville, one might incorrectly assume he were attracted to the other boy. He was a bit flushed and his nerves were plainly on display as he turned into an unused classroom and closed the door behind Neville.

"What's this about Harry?" Neville asked, rather confused and truth be told, alarmed at the other boys nervousness. Hannah had been just as nervous the night before.

Harry took a deep breath. "You talked to Hannah right?"

Neville blushed and looked away but nodded, "I knew there was something going on between those two I just didn't imagine..."

"Sure you didn't." Harry said trying to lighten the mood, unfortunately Neville blushed even harder.

"Okay so maybe I imagined but Susan is with you so I tried not to. Besides I know Susan was never really into me."

"So what do you think?" Harry asked, examining a sconce on the wall with way too much attention to detail.

"Er...I want her to be happy...and I guess I don't...uh...mind if its with another girl...."

Harry turned around, glad that at least that much was out of the way. "Right, I mean...it isn't really cheating if it isn't a bloke right?" Of course he wanted to beat his head against the wall for shooting himself in the foot like that.

Neville nodded his agreement, "Yeah...I mean it just isn't the same...especially if they have done it before..."

"So how are you and Hannah really?"

Neville sighed and seemed to slump down a bit as he sat on the edge of a desk. "I honestly don't know...things were great at first, and then they got kinda weird and distant, and then when I told her she could 'have fun' with Susan it was like when we first started dating all over again. What does that say about our relationship?"

He shook his head before answering, "Either you are perfect for each other, since you can accept her for her and do whatever it takes to keep her happy. Or you aren't really meant to be together and these are warning signs. If its the former then you have a great relationship ahead of you, if its the latter then you will probably stay really good friends and look back on this fondly. I dunno, your a braver man than I."

"Oh..." Neville said with his eyes downcast, "So you aren't gonna let Susan and Hannah..."

"What?" Harry asked in confusion, "Oh! No I already knew from when Susan and I got togeth-er..." He trailed off and went back to studying his sconce.

"You and Hannah were...intimate...she told me."

"Oh yeah?" Harry asked in a strained voice.

"Yeah...she told me about you three, and how you encouraged her to come after me if that was what she wanted. So I guess I should thank you."

"Um..."

"Besides," Neville said with a small grin, "I know you weren't that intimate."

Harry couldn't help a small smile at the crude joke, especially coming from shy Neville Longbottom. "I suppose you would know..took Ron long enough to figure out."

Neville nodded, "Yeah, rather thick that one. Even after he had proof she was lying he was still a Prat to you."

Harry shrugged, "It was one time too many, we won't ever be best mates again but at least we're friendly now."

There was a pause as they both thought about the conversation. "So you and Susan are perfect for each other then?"

Harry smiled, "Close enough I guess... I would do anything to keep her happy. Any of them really."

"So is that all this was about then? You seemed awfully nervous just to tell me you were gonna let Susan and Hannah...what did she call it..'Play'?"

"Uh..."

Neville sat down hard in one of the chairs and looked up at Harry who was busy looking elsewhere. "I don't think I can handle that Harry... Your a good mate and all but I don't fancy you shagging my girlfriend."

Eyes wide at being caught out Harry turned around to face Neville, "It isn't like that! I mean... I have more than enough to deal with thank you very much. And as Ginny is want to remind me as often as possible, I can probably shag any other girl in the school any time I want to and you know what? The idiots ENCOURAGE me to do it! If I didn't know they love me so much I would be tempted to feel like a sexual object."

Neville nodded but didn't change his look. "And how do you feel about some other guy with one of your girls?"

Harry didn't notice for a few seconds that he was growling again but shook his head as he stopped. "I know, I'm a hypocrite, I admit it. But..."

"But?"

"It isn't my idea..." he said in a small voice.

"Huh?"

He blew out a long breath, "Hannah...wants me to be there..."

"Oh..." Neville said in defeat.

"Susan asked me to talk to you about it and I told her I wouldn't do anything to screw up your relationship with Hannah but she sort of got me to promise to at least broach the subject so now I have and we can forget it but honestly I wouldn't even have to touch her if she did join us."

It took the other boy a moment to digest the run-on sentence, "O---kay? So what...you would 'Play' with Susan while she...um...with Hannah..."

Harry was completely mortified and had a hand over his face so he didn't have to actually face his friend. "Something like that." He mumbled. "I don't exactly know what would happen...we have history together and...."

"And things might get out of hand... Harry how can you actually expect me to be okay with this idea?"

"You know about Daphne and Pansy's Clan right?" A nod, "I am part of that Clan now, was before I even had half my girls, so it's all a little academic any longer what I am willing to accept. I'm a complete hypocrite when it comes to my girls with other blokes but I don't really care what other couples do in their own relationships. Anyway...Daphne talked to her sister about you..."

"WHAT!??!?" Neville exclaimed.

"Astoria thinks your cute...and she talked to Hannah..."

"You have to be kidding me! You and your menagerie are setting me up? And Hannah is OK with this?"

"It's not like that Nev! I had very little to do with any of this honestly!"

"So they think they can set me up with a Slytherin of all people and suddenly I won't mind Hannah joining your harem part time?"

Harry began scratching at the back of his head nervously making his messy hair even worse as he turned back to Neville in exasperation, "Who the hell knows what women are thinking? Why do my girls share me? Why do Gin and Mione get off on watching me with any girl they can get into my bed? I don't bloody know Neville!"

By the time he was done his face was flushed and he was breathing heavily. Neville had to pause to take in all this information and couldn't help but feel just a little sorry for the young man he was beginning to think of like a brother.

"Look...you definitely have your work cut out for you but I can't imagine..." he growled and Harry tried not to smile, "Fine, so I can imagine but I can't stand the thought of the woman I love with another man. I wouldn't ever be able to look at her the same way again..."

Harry sighed, "I promise none of this was my idea, Susan wanted me to talk to you but I thought Hannah would have told you more than just her orientation..."

"Yeah..." Neville slumped a bit as he let out a breath, taking most of his anger with it. "Did you mean what you said about either being perfect for each other or staying best friends?"

He couldn't like when Neville looked like that, "After what happened with Lavender I don't know any more, there is a slight possibility that you won't be able to stand her if you let her do this. I really like Hannah, and she makes Susan really happy but I would never do anything to hurt our friendship Nev. I already screwed up with Ron."

The other boy snorted a bit, "You're an idiot if you think Ron was ever anything but Ron's second choice, to be honest we figured you might shag Ginny a few times before you realized Hermione was your soul mate."

"But..." Harry's eyes went wide at this new information, "But I thought there was a pool on Hermione and Ron! I was a part of that pool!"

Neville smiled and his eyes danced a bit in the light, "We didn't let Ron know about that bet either did we?"

Harry slumped to the floor against the wall, still facing Neville, "I really wish people would clue me into these things... So did anybody put money on a three-way with both girls?"

"Seamus."

"You have got to be kidding me!" Harry said in shock. "How the hell could anyone have foreseen that?"

Neville just shrugged, "You know how perverted he is, I think he did it just for the laughs."

"So how much did he win?"

"He didn't, or rather he had to split it."

"What?" Harry asked sitting up straighter.

"He had to split it with Fred and George who bet you would have a harem."

Neville could only laugh out loud at the gobsmacked face of his best mate, Harry sat staring at him as if he had just kicked his puppy. "I think they placed that bet for much the same reasons as Seamus, I'm surprised though that they haven't thanked you in person yet."

Harry still sat shaking his head;both boys were glad for a little bit of levity in the midst of the more serious conversation but as his thoughts turned back to the situation Harry let out another sigh. "For now, I'm going to tell Susan that she and Hannah can play but I won't be joining them."

After a few moments Neville nodded, "I can live with that I guess...do you...I mean..."

"What Nev? I'll answer if I can so just ask."

"Do you know why Susan isn't interested in me?" The boy asked before blushing and looking away. "Not that I want to negotiate a tit-for-tat or anything..."

Harry forced the beast back down into his chest before he started growling again, "It's nothing personal Nev...I think you honestly aren't her type, she likes you well enough as a friend. She never told me exactly what it was but I bet Hannah knows."

"I suppose..." The silence dragged on for a moment and Harry was wondering if it was time to leave before it got more awkward when he spoke again. "So Astoria Greengrass?"

Harry smiled, "Right little fireball that one is, apparently she would have jumped me by now if I hadn't messed around with Daphne..."

"Wait what?! You and Daphne.... damn you get around." Neville said with a smile. He had gotten used to all the other women being involved with Harry so there wasn't necessarily any animosity or jealousy about the subject. "What does Blaise think about that?"

Harry was choking on his idiocy for letting that one slip, "Blaise...encourages her really...he isn't um...interested in her that way. It's an arranged marriage and the Clan doesn't look down on anyone for how they deal with interpersonal relations...as it were."

"I don't know if I want to get involved with all that then...I mean I guess I aligned Longbottom with Potter so there isn't much choice..." Harry cut him off.

"Of course there is, there's always a choice."

"What if she wants to run around like the rest of them? Wouldn't I be trading one bad relationship with Hannah for another one with her?"

Harry shook his head, "Pansy doesn't want any other man but me and she has plenty of approved female companionship if she gets an itch..." he coughed trying to hide his embarrassment, "Daphne doesn't appear to be interested in any other guy though I have no claim to her, she basically just takes her frustrations out on me. In any case I happen to know that Astoria does not agree with the Clan's ways in many respects though much of that is related to her not wanting to share her crush with her sister. I think it would be worth a shot, and you might end up with both of them in the end..."

"Or neither." Neville said quietly.

"Or neither, but honestly did you ever think you would be caught in something like this? Your a stud Neville! Revile in it a bit."

The other boy chuckled and sat up straighter, "And what if Hannah doesn't agree to stay away from you?"

He messed with his hair some more as he scrunched up his face, "This is getting really uncomfortable Nev...but just hypothetically... If you and Astoria hit it off, and if Hannah wont give over...would you be able to...er...share her?"

"Harry that's gross! I don't want my dangly bits anywhere near yours thank you very much!" Neville shouted.

"I didn't mean a the same time!" Harry shouted back blushing.

"Oh... Then what did you...?"

"I meant, Hannah and Susan have been together longer than either of us have been with them separately. I think it is worth considering that Hannah really likes you, and really likes me, but maybe she is in love with Susan and will end up choosing her over you...unless you are willing to share."

"I don't like this Harry..."

"I know, you have no idea how much I want to hit something at the moment and Hannah isn't even mine, I just imagine the rolls reversed with Susan being the object of discussion."

Neville sat back and sighed, "I want her to be happy; we've had some good times...really good times, but if she needs to be with Susan..and won't accept not having you there....then I guess I could let her go as good friends who might occasionally hook up..." the poor boy was blushing solid by the time he was done.

Harry however breathed a sigh of relief, "It isn't like she would be hopping back and forth between us or anything..." He remembered early in the summer when Hermione had gotten Ron to say he wanted Hermione to use Harry's cum as lubricant and although he would never be able to share in reality, the idea of his cum oozing out of her abuse sex as she sat down on another cock did cause a surprising twitch in his pants. At least until he imagined the bloke attached to that appendage and promptly wanted to hex something.

"Yeah...and you and I aren't insecure in our manhood or anything..."

"Speak for yourself Neville, I find you quite fanciable." Harry said deadpan.

"ACK!" Neville jumped out of his seat and halfway across the room before he heard Harry laughing hysterically. "Bastard! That wasn't funny!"

Still laughing Harry fell over on to his side, "Sorry...(gasp) I couldn't help myself...Why don't we stop talking about it and just cross that bridge when we get there yeah?" He had tears running down his cheek as he observed the other boy.

"You're evil Potter...good thing for you I don't fancy your little coven coming after me for hurting you." His tone was serious but his eyes were smiling.

"Alright alright..." Harry called as he hopped up. "So can we forget we ever had this conversation and be all manly around each other again?"

"Yeah...there was entirely too much sharing of feelings in here."

"Damn straight! I have enough problem with that with my girls."

Neville removed the charms on the door and opened it, "The fact that you still have all seven tells me you don't really have a hard time with that."

As Harry passed through the door he smiled, "I guess not, but I definitely meet my quota, no need to go all mushy on my mates if it can be helped."

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"Pansy..."

The girl jumped as Harry seemed to materialize out of the shadows in the Library where she was working at the 'hidden' table in the corner. Rather than let her nerves show she shot him a sizzling glare. "Come back for more milord? I didn't think Susan would give you up so easily."

He shrugged as he sat down, Susan had been properly punished for getting the better end of their little bargain and he had to take out his embarrassment and jealousy on someone. Not that Susan had complained, especially after he told her she could play with Hannah as long as he wasn't involved. That had been Sunday evening and it was now Tuesday evening, she had begged him to join she and Hannah in his room but he waved them off with a growl that made them giggle before forcing himself to leave the room. He now stared at his betrothed across the table and she was beginning to sweat a bit under his intent look while trying to maintain her haughty attitude. Truth be told she loved it when he took control and secretly she relished in being just as submissive as she had been trained to be by her mothers all those years. But Harry didn't like that when they were in public of any kind.

Finally she couldn't stand it any longer, "Ahem..." she cleared her throat and he gasped and grabbed at his chest while making a production of looking around.

"Egads Woman! Don't do that to me!"

She had a dumbfounded look on her face until a smile broke out on his face, "I thought for a second we had a second coming of Umbridge!"

She snorted quietly and rolled her eyes, "I believe she is still at Saint Mungos with Lockhart trembling in fear of phantom hoof beats. Honestly those two deserve each other, I wonder if they..."

"ACK! Don't you dare put that image into my head!"

She laughed again and returned her gaze to him trying to beat the question through his skull without having to speak. So why are you here?

"So... since I had some free time while Hannah and Susan got reacquainted I realized I had neglected my betrothed."

"Neglected?" She put on the haughty look again and her nose went up into the air. "Like I need you for anything...or like I couldn't take it if I wanted it."

"Oh? So you don't want your present then?"

She instantly perked up and he found it amusing to watch her go from ice cold bitch to giddy school girl in an instant. "Present?"

He nodded and got down on his knees in front of her, though somehow still being nearly eye level with her as she stayed in her chair. His position suddenly had her very nervous. "What are you doing?" She whispered, looking around even though she knew that nobody could see the goings on around this table thanks to the Fidelius.

"Something I should have done quite awhile ago, at the very least at Christmas." He reached into his robes and her breath hitched, lessening just a bit as he pulled out a long velvet covered box rather than the ring box she had been expecting. She tried not to let her disappointment show, after all she was his by contract anyway.

"And whats that?" She was disappointed when her voice cracked a bit.

"I know I own you for all intents and purposes, but you know how I feel about arranged marriages and slavery. He opened the case and her heart went to her throat. There inside the velvet case was the last of the Lightning Pendants, "I only gives these to the most important women in my life, and this is the last one I have. I don't want any other women permanently in my life, and I want you to keep this so you always know you are one of those."

"Harry...I..."

"I know its not a ring but honestly I haven't seen wizarding engagement rings just wedding bands or signets...we can go shopping if you want a ring to make it more official but I guess I just wanted to make sure you knew I love you and...Will you marry me?"

She squealed and launched herself into his arms as she began raining kisses on his face. "Of course I'll marry you idiot, the ring is worthless compared to this...I...I didn't know why you hadn't given me one yet..."

Harry looked sheepish, "I was a bit distracted...I'm sorry I took so long but I hope I can make it up to you."

"Well, you only have the rest of your life, I suppose you have a shot." She said with a smile, even as tears ran down her cheeks.

Harry got a look in his eye as he slowly pushed her books and papers to the side of the table. "I guess I'll just have to start right away then..."

Pansy looked up with wide eyes and her eyes darted to all the other students sitting in the Library around them, and her eyes were drawn to where Professor McGonagall was talking to Madame Pince, "Harry we can't! Not here!"

He waved his hand and both sets of clothes were neatly vanished from their bodies and folded on the chair, Pansy's nipples puckered immediately and he attacked them with his mouth as she let out a squeak, quickly followed by a sigh as she realized nobody could see or hear them. She melted into his embrace let him have his way with her body.

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Harry and Pansy returned to his common room hand in hand later that evening to find it rather empty due to OWL and NEWT study groups going on in other parts of the castle. The only two occupants were Susan and Hannah who looked up as the door opened, upon seeing the jade lightening bolt proudly displayed around Pansy's neck Susan leaped to her feet and rushed the girl for a hug. Harry beat a hasty retreat toward the couch in order to save his hearing as the squealing started.

"Oh Pansy I'm so happy for you!"

Pansy tried to sneer...she really did, but her happiness was just overflowing and to a well trained witch she obvious reeked of great sex. "You know I had kind of given up on getting one of these...I thought maybe Harry had someone else in mind." Her gaze strayed over Susan's shoulder to the blonde on the couch.

"Nonsense!" Susan stated, "Harry may care for Hannah but he is head over heels in love with you; he just finally realized his mistake."

"Did you have anything to do with that?" Pansy asked with a raised eyebrow.

The girl shook her head, "Nope, I think it might have had more to do with his sudden jealousy streak and what happened last weekend. He just didn't realize exactly how much you meant to him until I prodded him along."

"Oh? What did you say to him that night anyway? Not that I'm complaining mind you."

Susan blushed, it had been quite awhile since it happened but it was still just as cute as ever, "I may have mentioned that you could keep Neville entertained while Hannah had her way with him..." she said meekly.

"Bones!" Pansy growled in outrage.

The blush deepened and her eyes were pleading, "I honestly didn't mean it though! I had already gotten a similar reaction out of him before you walked in when we were talking about Neville and Hannah. I don't have any real problem with your Clan's attitude regarding sex or anything I was just trying to get a rise out of him. I don't think you're a floozy for him to throw at people or anything..."

Pansy sighed as she directed the girl to the desk and they both took a chair. "Most of the women in my family don't have more than one male lover, unless its an arranged marriage with no real love between them. I honestly never thought I would be lucky enough to fall in love with my betrothed...I did expect a mistress or two after all fun is fun..." Pansy actually blushed slightly at her admission but soldiered on. "But I never thought I would be willing share him with this many women... I guess its the fact that I do love him that makes the difference."

"So I'm forgiven?" Susan asked hopefully.

"Merlin yes! That was the hottest he has gotten me since our first time...he doesn't often take control like that does he?"

Susan shook her head, "No he prefers to make love even when he isn't in love with the girl."

"Well then we will just have to make sure we get him worked up every now and then, sometimes a girl just needs a good solid shagging."

The two dissolved into giggling and plotting; meanwhile Harry had sat down on the couch on the far end from Hannah who was blushing heavily and looking anywhere but at him.

"Hey." he tried casually without looking at her.

"Hey...to you too..." She responded carefully.

"So uh...you have fun then?"

The smile on her face told the story but she answered him anyway, "Gods yes! I've missed Susan so much but I was too afraid to talk to Neville about it...plus I didn't know how you would feel about...you know..."

He finally turned to look at her, "I told you both before that I have no problem with your relationship and I know Susan loves you. I wouldn't make her unhappy if I could help it, she even convinced me to uh...talk to Neville about...er..."

The blush came back full force and she resisted the urge to hide behind her hands, "Yeah...I kinda left that out when I told him I wanted to play with Susan. I didn't expect her to tell you that..."

He shrugged, "She wanted to make sure you were happy, and I want her to be happy..."

"Yeah... She is you know."

"Hmm?"

"Happy, extremely completely totally happy."

"Oh..." he didn't know what else to say at that point.

"Those months without you killed her Harry, she was being stubborn and couldn't believe that she really did fall in love with you and it was killing her slowly. Then when Gabrielle died... it was all I could do to get her out of bed and off to class most days. I can't believe it took nearly dying herself to open her eyes...in any case thank you for taking care of her."

"I love her, taking care of her is natural to me as breathing." he said completely without sounding like a pompous ass.

"And that's why she loves you..."

The two sat in silence for a moment before Pansy waved on her way to her bedroom and Susan flopped down on the couch between them. "Enjoying yourselves loves?"

"Sure" "Yeah" They responded at the same time.

"That sure doesn't sound like enjoyment to me, so what you talking about?" Susan asked again desperately trying to liven up the mood.

"You mostly." Hannah said getting a sudden gleam in her eye.

"Oh?" Susan asked catching her girlfriends playful mood and subtly encouraging it.

Harry of course remained oblivious, "Yeah, we were just discussing the reasons we love you." he responded with a waggle of his eyebrows and casting his own mischievous gleam.

Hannah turned her full attention on the redhead and placed a hand on the girls bare knee as Susan asked, "And what would those be?"

Harry answered first, "Well I love making you blush."

Hannah nodded and leaned in closer to the girls ear getting excited at sharing this moment with Harry, her fingers trailed small circles on the inside of Susan's thigh and Harry looking down suddenly gulped. "I love how you have always been there for me when I needed anything..."

Susan didn't like suddenly having the tables turned on her and gave a small gulp herself and her legs parted a bit unconsciously. "Oh...and what else?"

"Uh..." Harry was too busy watching Hannah's busy hand to come up with anything else so the girl took the lead.

"Well...I do love how soft your skin is..." She whispered loud enough for Harry to hear, "Don't you agree Harry?"

"Uh..." His pants were suddenly much tighter and he could feel his heartbeat speeding up.

Those fingers moved farther up Susan's leg, the girl parting them further as her eyes closed revealing to Harry that she hadn't taken the time to put panties back on after her earlier activities.

"And I love the way you taste too, and how easy it is to get you wet at a moments notice..."

Susan's hands, seemingly of their own accord reached for a knee on either side of her and began rubbing, Harry was desperately hard now and nearly shaking in his nervous state. He had promised Neville! Meanwhile however Hannah leaned back slightly and parted her legs for Susan's wandering hand, also revealing her state of undress to Harry who suddenly jumped off the couch and pulled Susan up onto his shoulder in a fireman's carry. He looked down at the suddenly disheveled blond who's skirt was hiked up over her hips and the pink bits flashing at him like an advertisement. "Bad Hannah!" he cried indignantly.

"What?" The girl asked in confusion as Harry turned his eyes away from the tantalizing flesh.

"Bad! Bad bad bad bad bad! Go tell Neville what you've done or I will!"

"Harry?" Susan called over his shoulder in confusion.

"No no no! I talked to Neville and told him this would not be happening so it won't. Kindly put your skirt back in order and report to Neville now for your punishment...before I punish you and get myself into more trouble!"

The girl finally realized what was happening and straightened her clothing in embarrassment as she stood up. "Harry I'm sorry! I didn't mean to...i wasn't trying to..."

"Go tell your boyfriend what a bad girl you have been and on the way you need to think up some suitable punishment! When was the last time you let him bugger you?"

"Uh..."

"Good then, you go straight to him and confess that you got carried away and flashed your pink bits at me, tell him your sorry for being a bad girl and you will let him bugger you to make up for it!"

The girls eyes were wide even as she felt a trickle of moisture begin to run down her leg at his command. "But Harry... I mean he is nowhere as big as you but he's nearly twice as thick!"

"AHHHH! I did NOT want to know that!" Harry screamed half way in revulsion and halfway in amusement at the situation.

"Oh come on Harry, like you never compared yourselves in the shower!" Susan called still happily thrown over his shoulder.

"No! Blokes don't do that if we can help it! It isn't like you girls sit around comparing the size of your boobs all the time...right?"

"Actually..." Hannah began.

"Ack! Go now! Save my friendship please? And I will know whether you took your punishment like a good girl or not miss thing so don't even think of skipping out!" He turned her toward the door and smacked her on the ass to get her moving before turning and marching toward his room with Susan still in his possession.

"Harry?"

He smacked her ass as well just for good measure, "You were a bad girl to Suze, now accept your punishment!"

He could almost hear the grin in her voice as they entered his room, "Will you bugger me too then?"

"Hush! Don't ruin your punishment by telling me how much you enjoy it! Now Strip!"

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A smiling Hannah walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down, gently, by her boyfriend to an amused smirk from Harry. Neville looked confused as hell but without much malice directed toward Harry. In his opinion Harry had behaved above reproach even if he had gotten a rather direct look at his girlfriends privates. He tried to reason with himself that it wasn't anything Harry hadn't seen already, though that didn't actually help much with his jealousy and anger issues, but having spent a few hours trying something new with Hannah almost made it worth it. She had eventually seemed to really enjoy it, and the after effects he observed this morning helped to tamp down any ill will he felt toward the man who had doled out her supposed "punishment". As Harry was whispering in a glowing Susan's ear and Neville was drifting between thoughts of rage and thoughts of lust a quiet cough caught their attention.

Harry looked up as Neville turned around, "Good morning Astoria, what brings you all the way to the Light side of the room?"

She rolled her eyes and ignored Harry before plopping down next to Neville on the other side from Hannah. Poor Neville gulped and went stiff as if jinxed, "I thought I should spend some time with you and your friends seeing as half of Slytherin things I'm shagging you anyway, if only they knew the truth."

Harry relaxed and leaned into Susan as he put his arm around her waist, "I suppose, though at least you three seem to be safe at the moment. Unless you plan to room with Pansy I don't really have any other options for protecting you at the moment."

"So joining your harem is out then? Damn..." She said faking a sigh though the smoldering look she tossed him had his pants tightening again. She turned to Neville, "I suppose I will have to find another one then, what do you think Longbottom?"

"Eep?"

"Yes, well you have gotten rather cute since the weight came off and with Harry's assistance you have become somewhat of a powerhouse in the DA. My father is currently incommunicado so if I want to try to find an acceptable match I must do so before he arranges a contract for me..." She turned toward Harry and arched an eyebrow, "Though actually... you are acting as my Head of House at the moment..."

"Eeep?" Neville got out again.

Harry nodded sagely as he pretended to consider the possibility, "I have no current plans to marry you off my dear, but I suppose if you wanted to make a run at the Longbottom here I would not oppose you."

"Uh...but Harry...uh..."

"You do have some stiff competition though, I understand he is already involved with a certain Hufflepuff. You should probably be negotiating with her rather than me at the moment."

Neville turned toward Hannah with pleading eyes, "Hannah I promise I didn't know about this...not really anyway...I don't want...er...uh..."

Hannah patted his cheek and pretended to give Astoria the once over before shrugging non-chalently, "She'll do I suppose."

"Er...huh?"

Astoria nodded as she stood up, "Glad that's settled then, I expect you to meet me in the Library later to further discuss our arrangement and get to know each other better." With that she walked back over to the Slytherin table and sat down next to her sister, whispering conspiratorially.

Hermione looked back and forth between a smirking Harry, a smiling Susan, a tense Hannah and a rather scared looking Neville before voicing her thoughts succinctly. "Huh?"

Susan stood and pulled Hermione up by the elbow before interlocking their arms, "Come along then, I'll explain it to you."

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Harry being at a loss as every one of his girls seemed to have somewhere to be at that moment ended up back in his common room with a book on fire magics; while he disliked the way Dumbledore had tried to manipulate him once more he actually enjoyed expanding his repertoire into a new area. He had just gotten to a chapter on the 'Eternal Flame' charm when his thoughts were broken into by the door opening and the sound of Bernard the Satyr laughing his goat ass off. Astoria walked into the room with murder in her eyes.

"Honestly Potter! Can't you control that...THING!?"

Seeing her wand twitching in her hand Harry wisely held in his laughter and nodded, "Berny?" The Satyr poked his head into Wenny's frame looking sheepish but with a twinkle in his painted eyes.

"Aye Harry?"

"I think perhaps you should only tease the Slytherin girls the first time they come to my door. Otherwise you might find your painting on fire or some other disaster falling it, I don't think either of us would like that?"

The goat-man swallowed hard, "Understood Harry, I apologize miss, you really do have beautiful..." He dropped his hands from his chest at her growl and called out "Eyes!" as he escaped from the frame.

"I'm sorry Astoria, we had an arrangement made before I had so many friends in your house and neither Daphne or Pansy has said anything about him."

"Daphne enjoys the banter and I assume Pansy probably does as well...I wouldn't mind if I hadn't been here on a mission."

"Mission?" He asked in confusion.

"Sort of, look...Longbottom seems great and all but I don't know much about him personally. He's cute and obviously powerful even if he doesn't realize it yet, and his affinity for Herbology has the potential for a rather sizable and steady future income. I wasn't lying when I said I could do worse but I wanted your honest opinion of both he and his Hufflepuff."

Harry noticed the bit of venom at the mention of Hannah and noted it, "Honestly I agree with everything you said; Neville is braver than he thinks and stronger than he realizes. Thought I don't know much about his skills leading to wealth I wonder if that's a good reason to consider him anyway?"

She looked at the couch beside him and he nodded, offering her the other end as she slid over to his side. To his surprise she sat down right next to him though he would have thought his nerves would be settled by now around women in close proximity his teenage body had its own ideas. "It isn't just about that but if I want to avoid a contract with one of the other Clans I need to make sure he is acceptable to my father. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if he were to offer YOU a contract." She said with disdain.

He laughed lightly, "Oh am I that hideous then?"

She rolled her eyes, "We already had this discussion, I won't share my man with Daph no matter what the situation and though I might be willing to accept a mistress more than one is unacceptable to me. Sorry Harry, your assed out unless you want to give all of them up and have us both obliviated as well as Daphne."

He sighed in mock defeat, "Damn...guess I'll have to break it to them tonight then..."

She smacked his arm playfully, "Prat!"

He rubbed at his sore arm and pouted for a moment, "So what is your real problem then?"

Sighing as she threw herself back into the couch she crossed her arms beneath her breasts and looked up at him until he sat back as well. "Is Neville already in love with Hannah and if so, will that make me the mistress? I can't accept that."

Nodding Harry considered his words carefully, "I am not a disinterested party in all this, Hannah has expressed her frustration at not having me play with her and Susan and it makes both of them AND myself jumpy around each other. I don't have any specific designs on Hannah except to make Susan happy..."

"So Hannah is a witches witch then?"

Harry nodded, "Yes and No, she only played with me originally to help Susan out and get to spend time with her girlfriend. Now it seems she liked me well enough on my own to reconsider her stance. All that time she knew she liked Neville and wanted to try a relationship with him but...I don't know...maybe she needs to rethink her relationship. I'm not going to mess with my best mates girlfriend if I can help it and that includes telling her what I just told you."

"So then...you think I could win him away from her?"

"You need to talk to her; don't use the usual Slytherin tactics just talk to her bluntly about your status in the relationship and hopefully she will step back to allow you to take over as the primary or whatever..."

She narrowed her eyes at him, "You sure you aren't a wizards wizard?"

"NO!" He shouted.

"Then how are you so good at girl talk and relationship politics?"

"Survival Instinct." They both laughed and settled back onto the couch to talk until their next classes.


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Severus awoke once more in the hospital wing but this time he was tied down on the bed on his stomach, he cast a look over his shoulder to find a pair of familiar looking blonds in nurse outfits putting on rubber gloves. The one was a bombshell if a little young and the other had a rather familiar dreamy look, both had startling blue eyes of different shades.

"What are you doing to do to me this time Potter?"

The younger one smiled creepily at him, "My friend had some interesting ideas for ze use of ze Crumple Horned Snorkack and you volunteer as a test subject."

Luna smiled and cocked her head as Severus heard a bleating something like a cross between a cat and a goat coming from outside of the room. "Don't worry Professor, this shouldn't hurt much as long as we remember the local anesthetic."

"The what?" Gabrielle asked cutely as they walked toward the doors.

"I don't remember..." Luna said looking confused. "Oh well, lets let Steve in and come back in a few hours to observe his progress shall we?"

Screams could be heard for the next several hours as Severus fainted and awoke to find either a phallus or a crumbled horn inserted into various orifices.


A/N:
Once Again I was pulling teeth to write this chapter, it just really didn't want to get written but I will NOT ruin this story by rushing to the end and I will NOT abandon it. I'm sorry if it seems a bit strange or disjointed but in the end I am posting rather than hand wringing over it, and just moving forward to hopefully better things.

Do let me know what you think

#someone pointed out I used feinted instead of fainted so its been fixed. sorry for the update without an "update" but I am working hard on the next chapter