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Chapter 1 – Another Surprise

July 15th, 1998

Harry slowly opened his eyes with a small, relaxing yawn that stretched out of his naked and yet covered body. As his eyes lowered, he saw the most beautiful sight in the world. There were two heads resting next to each other on his chest, close enough where if the owners of the heads were to wake up and move an inch closer a piece, their lips would touch and engage in a sweet and loving kiss. Gently lighting his hands, he began to run his fingers through the hair of the women using him as a pillow, not that he’d ever complain. The woman on his left side had a wild mane of brown hair that refused to be tamed almost as much as his own hair did. The woman on his right was the only person who knew who could pull off the color pink so attractively, and in her hair no less. The first was Hermione Granger, his longest and closest confidant and the woman he was going to make the Lady Potter in just a few days. The second gal was Nymphadora Black (née Tonks), the Lady Black, his first wife.

Unable to help himself, the man leaned his head down and gently kissed the top of both girls’ heads, starting with Hermione and then Tonks, lightly shaking them awake as he did. “Wake up my loves.” Harry’s voice was little more than a whisper, but the sound caressed their bodies and they slowly stirred.

Tonks was the first one to wake, and she smiled soft and loving as her eyes peered up to view her husband looking down on her. Gently, she lifted herself and kissed his lips, her naked breasts sliding against his right side and upper chest, the feeling of her hardened nipples dragging across his skin causing her to shiver. “Good morning my dear,” was the gentle reply from the woman as she continued to peer into her husband’s eyes for a moment before turning her attention to the left, feeling the movement of the bed.

Hermione was the next to slowly come out of her sleep, and seeing Tonks already up kissing Harry, Hermione, snaked her body upwards in a similar fashion, shivering with the delight of her own crinkled nipples brushing and pressing into Harry’s hard body. Her first kiss was to the lips of Tonks who was lying across from her, before turning her face down to lightly kiss the lips of the one man in her life. “Good morning you two,” came from her mouth in an uplifting tone that had the edge of sleepiness to it while her handed traced over Harry’s hip to rest on his half-hardened manhood.

Harry was the next one to speak. “Hope you two slept well. We have a long day ahead of us. Nearly two years late, but I have to go to Gringotts today to discuss my inheritance from my parents and get complete access to the full Black vaults as well. Griphook also made it sound like there was something else that I was going to need to handle today.” Harry ended while gritting his teeth, trying to hold back a moan as Hermione slowly stroked his eight and a half inch tool.

Harry’s case for trying to hold back only got harder as Tonks dragged her breasts all the way back down his toned body so that she could slide her tongue along the crown, Hermione lightly angling Harry’s cock towards her female bondmate’s mouth. The first moan escape and was quickly followed by another one as Tonks’ hand found his balls, gently massaging and rolling the two orbs in her hand while taking the head of Harry’s prick into her mouth. Meanwhile, Hermione had extracted herself slightly from Harry so that she could turn her body sideways across the double wide king size four poster bed, her ass in the air while her mouth came towards Harry’s lap.

Seeing Hermione start to move, Harry let his hand fall from her, only to slide it gently over her hip to her fanny, finding the area already wet and warm. He let out a loud groan as Hermione’s tongue tickled along his ballsack before she spoke. “I slept wonderful Harry, and I know we have a long day, but it just seems wrong to start off a day without having some fun first.” Her eyes twinkled as she looked up at him, and then dipped her head down quickly as his mouth began to open, taking one of his balls into her mouth and sucking lightly, stealing the breathe from his lungs and the words from his mouth.

Tonk’s looked over at Hermione as she heard a light whimper below her, seeing the Harry had now thrust two of his fingers into her pussy, and began to drop her head lower on Harry, moaning around him from the arousing sight in front of her. For Harry however, everything was quickly proving to be too much, and no matter how often he was with the two of them, when they used his mouths on him like this, he never seemed to last long. Feeling his balls begin to draw up into his body, he began thrusting his fingers harder and faster into Hermione while using his second hand to run through and then lightly pull on the pink hair of Tonks, whose only reply was to moan before suppressing her gag reflex and dropping her mouth flush against Harry’s hips.

Hermione felt that skin in her mouth tighten, and she lightly pulled back and let the ball release from her mouth with a pop before moving to take the other one in, lightly tugging and massaging that side with her mouth. And as if that wasn’t enough for the poor wizard that the women were torturing with their mouths, he suddenly felt Tonks’ tongue push out of her mouth, along the bottom of his cock and into the area where his ballsack connected to his shaft, running a small semi-circle over the sensitive area.

With a groan that sounded closer to a soft scream, Harry’s entire body convulsed and his cum began to pour out of his cock in long, strong spurts and straight into Tonks belly before she pulled him out of his throat and gathered the final three spurts of his essence in one large mouthful. Having felt his release, Hermione had let go of Harry’s ballsack and looked up to watch Tonks take his load. Suddenly, she felt her own body tighten and release an orgasm, Harry’s thumb having brushed up against her clit that moment she had focused back on her own feelings from his fingers inside her.

Feeling the orgasm rip through her body, Hermione needed to share in the release of her man, so she let her hand join Harry’s in Tonks’ hair, actually pushing his out of the way, so that she could pull her up and off his fuckstick, plastering their mouths together in a deep kiss that pushed the cum between both mouths. Harry couldn’t help but groan softly at the arousing sight before him, and the twinge of pain it caused as his cock decided not to soften a bit when their moans permeated through the kiss and the air around the bed. Finally, the two girls had split the cum between them and both swallowed before breathing deeply, smiling at each other before turning to look at Harry, with Hermione’s hand dropping from Tonks’ hair to her back.

Harry for his part, kept a very solid look on his voice as he met the two girls eyes, instead of looking like the proverbial cat that ate the cannery, as he had every right to from their wonderful ministrations. “You two are incorrigible.” He let his fingers slide out of Hermione’s quim before smacking her ass that was still in the air. “We don’t have all the time in the world, you know.” His tone was clearly joking, his eyes suddenly light, knowing damn well that with Voldemort gone, they had nothing if not all the time in the world to enjoy themselves. That being said however, he was still very eager to take full control of every asset that was rightfully his so that he knew exactly what he was working with when he made his next plans to better the Wizarding World further. And he would be lying if he said that he wasn’t curious as to what else it was that the goblins needed to speak to him about.

“Then let me go start your shower Lord Black,” Hermione said in a teasing tone, knowing that he hated to be called by his formal titles. He wanted to be Harry, just Harry.

“I’ll help you love,” was the gentle reply from Tonks as both girls moved to get off the bed, heading into the off-suite bathroom in the Master bedroom at Grimmauld Place.

Shaking his head, Harry relaxed back into the pillow for a moment and reflected back on how his life had become so good recently. It had probably started about half-way through his sixth year at Hogwarts when Tonks began to grow closer to Harry. Then somehow, even with the entirety of the wizard community resting on their shoulders, himself, Tonks, and Hermione continued to bond as they risked their lives to take on the Horcruxes that Voldemort had left. It was unimaginable to him that Hermione actually returned the love he had for her, and even further so that she was willing to share him. The biggest surprise yet though, was that she began to love and be loved by Tonks as well. Tonks’ connecting with a girl, and being willing to share, wasn’t too much of a surprise honestly, seeing how she had always been more of a free-spirited joker. Hermione on the other hand was a straight-laced, honest to god bookworm and star student, not the person you would expect to willingly accept and embrace a relationship where there was a second woman. And yet that is exactly what she did on April 30th, the night before they made the final push before the Battle of Hogwarts. That was the day that their magic married, and not just Harry’s and Hermione’s, but Harry’s and Tonk’s and Tonk’s and Hermione’s. They now truly and completely belonged to one another, bound by their magic.

Harry couldn’t help but smile as he thought of how some of his friends had reacted when they found out after the battle. Neville’s face was the most priceless. Shaking himself from his thoughts of the past, and focusing on the amazing and wonderful future that he had ahead of himself, Harry rose from the bed and moved to join his women in the bathroom. Looking into the glass shower, Harry smiled at seeing the two witches wash each other’s hair before he stepped in and suddenly found himself having his hair washed by both girls.

The multiple showerheads allowed all three of them to rinse off at the same time, relishing the closeness of each other, having no need for words at this point. As they each grabbed a rag and stepped to the side of the water, they began a circle of cleaning off bodies. Harry got Tonks while Tonks got Hermione and Hermione got Harry. As their bodies were being washed, Harry once more thought back, this time just a week ago, when he had his official ceremony with Tonks, the ministry acknowledging their wedlock. He remembered being so happy for Tonks because not only was her mother there, but both of her Aunts, whom she never really got to know, were there as well. Cissy had made huge strides with proving herself to the group over the past year, but Bella was such a surprise. The teenage girl was nothing like the 50-year old (though technically 33-years old from when it was cast) dark magic construct that had been in her place. That being said, for legal purposes, Bella was going by a surname other than Black to make sure that she didn’t run into any trouble, but she had quickly found herself part of the family again.

Harry couldn’t help but chuckle at that thought, but he held it in as a chuckle inside his head. He knew exactly what part of the family that Bella decided she wanted to become a part of too. The poor girl had been locked up in a magic stasis field that kept her body and mind frozen in time while the world progressed along. She was still a teenager and her hormones were largely in control of her but she didn’t step out of bounds and barely left the house, but Harry often felt her gaze on him, drinking in his form when he walked around the house without a shirt. The other girls noticed it too, and it was something that they talked about a couple times in the two weeks that Bella has been free. They all agreed that her teenage body kept her looking amazing, and that even evil, the woman had still aged with a gorgeous figure. It was just a matter of being a better influence in her life. They had decided that they were going to bring her into the group, but did decide to put that off for a while because of the fact that Hermione had her shot at a wedding coming up soon and they didn’t want to take away from that. No, on the 20th, Harry and Hermione would wed officially, and on Harry’s birthday, they would offer a spot to Bellatrix as one of Harry’s concubine’s.

Harry felt himself being shaken lightly, and he instantly snapped out of his thoughts, giving a gentle smile to Hermione. “Sorry love, I’m thinking about our wedding in a few days, and the situation with Bella. I just hope that we can make this life so much better for her than the one that was lived by the imposter.” He shook his head slightly as he moved himself into the water, pulling both girls back with him and against either side to rinse off. “I just can’t believe that somebody would do that to another person. It was so… inhuman.”

“I know dear, and I feel sorry for my aunt as well, but she wants you Harry, and we as a family can give her an amazing life.” This came from his right side, from Tonks.

Hermione leaned up and gave a gentle kiss to his cheek. “We support you one hundred percent because of the fact that you are so hurt by the actions that others take against one another. You almost take responsibility for them yourself Harry, and that’s why Tonks and I have no problem sharing you and will welcome Bella in with open arms.” She smirked as she leaned into his ear to whisper in a huskier voice. “And legs wide open too.”

Harry couldn’t help but grin and give a nod to both girls while moving to turn off the shower. “Thank you both. My life would be so incomplete now without you.” He lightly pushed open the door for the shower and motioned for the two gals to move first. “Let us hurry up to dry off and get dressed, so that we can take care of whatever it is that the goblins want today.”

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Looking up in front of him, Harry sighed softly as he saw Gringotts. It was finally time for him to completely take hold of everything that was left to him and now he was a little less than ready. What really had him nervous and off his game at this point though, was the fact that he knew nothing about this surprise that was going to be dropped on him today. His arms tightened around the girls on other side of him as they made the final push and began to ascend their way into the bank’s building.

As soon as they got to the lobby, a very familiar goblin was already in front of them, and he had a little bit of a scowl on his face. “Good morning Lord Potter-Black. Hope that your travels went well this morning. Come, we have a lot to discuss, and I would hope to get you out of her before you infuriate another one of our dragons.” Griphook turned and let the scowl fall from his face, smirking at his jestering with the boy before heading towards one of the conference rooms.

Harry had just opened his mouth to reply when he saw the goblin turn and begin walking away from him. He himself just chuckled and shook his head. Suddenly, Voldemort is gone and even the goblins have a sense of humor? If the man had truly been upset, Harry would have heard about it, he had before. Moving his women forward, he quickly followed after his friend Griphook. “Griphook, thanks for meeting with me. And you know that you can just call me Harry.”

Griphook opened a door and stood just in front of it, turned to the side with his arm extended into the open part of the room. “Come in now. We have much to discuss.” Harry led his girls past the goblin and pulled out a seat for each of them on either side of the chair that was in the middle in the front of the desk, before pulling out that chair and sitting in it himself. “Good. Now then Lord Potter-Black, if you’d allow me to, I’d like to start by going over what your parents left you.” The goblin shut the door and then walked briskly around the desk to hop up into the chair across from the wizard and his witches.

Seeing Harry give a small nod with a frown, Griphook continued. “Good. So, your trust vault will no longer be being used, instead, we’re merging it into the main Potter vault. Total, there is an amassed fortune of over 300,000,000 Galleons. Additionally, there are seven properties owned by the House of Potter, including the house in Godric’s Hollow and the Potter Castle. As the heir to the House of Black, you inherited over 750,000,000 Galleons and an additional eight properties, including Grimmauld Place and the Black Family Penthouse in muggle London.” Griphook opened a file and took out the necessary paperwork that matched the information he had just provided before sliding it to Harry and his wife. “Now furthermore, it has come to our attention that the House of Potter descends from Ignotus Peverell. With Tom Riddle dead, the only other known descendent from the Peverell line, you also are the heir to the house of Peverell. And fortunately, or unfortunately if you want to look at it that way, that also means that you are now the sole heir to Godric Gryffindor himself.”

Harry sat in stunned silence, unable to think. Hermione and himself had pretty well figured out that he had descended from Ignotus, since he was buried in the family plots, but he didn’t realize that there was still something to be the heir of their. What was even crazier was that the Peverells apparently descended from Gryffindor himself, making Harry the heir to own of the four houses of Hogwarts. Beside him, he could feel that Hermione was just as stunned, knowing that Hogwarts: A History had said that there were no known descendants of any of Gryffindor. He slowly shook his head and began to protest when he saw Griphook held his hand up again.

“I’m sorry Lord Potter-Black, but it is the truth. We will have to test your blood of course, to prove it to you and everybody else, but that doesn’t end the news I have for you about the Potter line. See, Gryffindor wanted noted of having any heirs, because they didn’t take his name. No, all children sired from Gryffindor came from one woman, a woman whose name the children carried. That woman was Helga Hufflepuff.” Griphook smirked again as he could already see the disbelief sink in as the boy was told that he was the heir now to two of the four houses of Hogwarts, two of the four original vaults of Gringotts. “We also have reason to believe though, due to the knowledge of recent events, that the Horcrux that had been trapped in your scar altered parts of your genetic tissue. We believe that along with a part of Tom Riddle’s soul, you were also given a bit of his DNA, and that will be permanently infused in you event today, if that’s the case.”

Griphook took a deep breath before he began to speak again. “And if that’s the case, then you are also the blood heir to the House of Gaunt and all preceding lines being the last known living descendent. The known preceding lines Lord Potter-Black include not only the House of Slytherin, as you know, but the House of Ravenclaw.” Griphook once again took out a stack of papers and slid them across the table to Harry. “We, of course, still need to talk about the inheritance that you’ll receive from being the Scion to the House of Black, but I believe you have some things to discuss, and I also need to go gather the tools to put you lineage to the test. I’ll leave you know for a moment Lord Potter-Black, and be back with you as soon as I can.” The goblin hopped down from his chair and moved out of the room quickly, not believing that he would be able to take the explosion that about to happen.

The three bonded sitting in the room sat there with their mouths hanging open, and quite unable to speak for a long moment. Finally, Hermione, bless her soul, found her wits again and reached out to leaf through the second set of documents that were passed towards them. Thumbing through the pages, she could clearly see that the documents were family trees, and Harry did indeed have blood ties to all four founders of Hogwarts if the information was correct. She shook her head, unable to wrap her head around the information that was given, before pulling Harry and Tonks attention and pointing to the more important bonds.

After letting them take a moment to digest the information and failing, Hermione spoke up again. “The bloodlines are all flow through to you Harry. You are… the heir to Hogwarts.” She shuddered as the bookworm part of her had a mini-orgasm from the fact that her husband by magical rights was the heir to the greatest Wizarding School in the world. It was a kinky thrill for her that she really couldn’t describe otherwise. Both Harry and Tonks felt the pleasure in her, and chuckled inwardly through the bond so that Hermione could feel their amusement. “However Harry… I don’t think that this should be allowed to happen in future generations again and again…” She paused, walling off the thoughts that she was having to that she could express them verbally first. “You are going to need an heir for each individual house and that means that you are going to need a wife for each unique heir…” Her voice was steady, and she let her feelings of acceptance and the promise of no jealousy flow across the bond as well. “I’m not saying it’ll be easy, but we’re going to have to have a big family.”

She gave a small smirk before she whispered in one of her more throaty voices. “We really should make sure that they play well with witches too though, wouldn’t be far if you got all those women and all Tonks and I have is Bella.”

Harry heard what Hermione was saying, but couldn’t really process it, until her last comment, at which point his mouth snap shut, he turned his head quickly to hers, and opened his mouth and closed it without saying something not just once, or twice, but three times before finally gathering the right words on the fourth time. “I don’t know if that’s the best idea Hermione. You and Tonks are more than enough to keep me happy.” He gathered more thoughts, like remembering why Griphook left the room. “Besides, we still have to see if I am a blood match. There is a chance that my magic won’t interact and I won’t be the true heir to all of Hogwarts. Gryffindor seems given, and possibly Slytherin because of what happened with Riddle, but I can’t honestly believe that both Gryffindor and Slytherin had children with one of the other founders and that I happen to have become a convergence of both of those lines because of the blood wards and protection my mother used when sacrificing her life.” He shook his head with the thoughts but felt his attention being turned to his other side as Tonks gathered her thoughts.

“I don’t know Harry; it’s completely possible and would totally explain why you’ve gotten so amazingly strong magically. Your magical core is enormous. Bigger than Dumbledore’s and bigger than Riddle’s. It has been argued in the past month that your magical core is on par if not bigger than Merlin himself. And the only known wizards, or witches, to have a core that close in power are the founders. Even the Peverell brothers of the Deathly Hallows weren’t that strong Harry.” Tonks allowed herself to smile as she leaned over to kiss his cheek. “And you are enough to run me and Hermione raged, a few extra witches to help beat you down might actually be a very good thing for us.”

Once again, Harry just sat there speechless and stunned. Both of his women were saying that now not only to they want him to take a concubine in Bella, but they were imploring him to take a wife for all four houses of Hogwarts if he managed to be the true heir. He bit his lip as he remembered that he was also the Scion to a fifth Ancient and Noble House too apparently, and was sure that in the end, he’d be forced to take up a witch to carry on that house as well. They heard a short rap on the door behind them, before the door opened up and Griphook moved into the room. His short legs carried him back to his desk and he hopped up once more into his chair.

“Lord Potter-Black, if I could please have your hand. We’ll test your blood now.” Griphook pulled out a small needle and held out his hand for Harry’s, who slowly extended his arm and hand out to meet the goblins. A short prick later and Harry felt Griphook squeeze out five drops of blood, which he spread across five stones sitting on the desk. As the blood hit each once, a rush a magic filled the room and the stone turned green, accepting Harry as the heir, before dulling back to its normal black. At the end of the lines, Griphook’s mouth turned up into a smile full of teeth. “And Lord Potter-Black, I now verify that you are the last living heir to the House of Peverell, the House of Gryffindor, the House of Slytherin, the House of Hufflepuff, and the House of Ravenclaw. As head of all four houses of Hogwarts, you shall furthermore be known as Lord Hogwarts, or Duke Hogwarts. As head of the Peverell line, you may also be referred as Lord Peverell, or their descending line of Lord Potter.”

Griphook then produced seven boxes from his pocket, each box when opened contained two rings. “These are the signet rings for the seven Ancient and Noble Houses that you control Lord Hogwarts. The second ring in each box will belong to the Matriarch for each line if you choose to take a wife.” He slid the boxes forward and watched as Harry first took the Potter ring, sliding it onto his left ring finger. Next was the Black family signet being placed on his left middle finger. On his left thumb, Harry picked up and placed the Peverell signet ring into its resting place.

Harry looked at his left hand slightly in awe, amazed at the weight not in his hand. His eyes then turned to the four remaining Patriarch rings and sighed, picking up the ring of Gryffindor first. The signet was put into place on his right ring finger, the ring of Slytherin sliding next to in on his middle finger. His index finger on the right side was then encircled by the signet ring of the House of Hufflepuff, before finally sliding Ravenclaw’s ring into place on his thumb. As the seventh ring fell into place on his hand, a tangible wind of magic whipped around the room and threw the papers into the air, resulting into Harry into his women breaking out into a laughter that they couldn’t help as Griphook had to suddenly force his way, rather awkwardly with his short arms, onto the desk so that he could jump up, and grab the stack of papers before they could spread all over and get too out of order.

Papers in hand, Griphook looked at the three, now finally looking down at someone below him, Tonks shared through the bond before being admonished by Harry, and scowled at their laughter before he looked to Harry. “Lord Hogwarts, if it wouldn’t be too much trouble… could you help me down from here. I already have made a fool of myself, and you’re the least reprehensible wizard I know.” An eyebrow went up on Harry’s face as Griphook paid his… compliments. Chuckling and feeling sorry for the goblin, Harry stood and picked him up before setting him onto the ground on the Goblin’s side of the small desk. Griphook went to take again as he put his folder on his desk, but was silenced by a hand in the air from Harry.

“Nym, if I could have your hand please.” Harry gave a lovely smile to the woman on his right as his hand moved instinctively to the box that held the remaining ring for the House Black. Tonks face filled with a light blush at Harry’s pet name, one of two people she let live when they used it, and then handed Harry her left hand. She felt Harry pull the hand to his lips and kiss it lightly, bringing a fuller blush across her cheeks before he lowered the hand and gently slid the Matriarch signet onto her finger next to her wedding ring. “You are now the official matriarch to the House Black. You are my wife, and will be the mother of the heir. I love you Nymphadora Black.”

Tonks face lit up in a smile as she leaned forward and kissed him soft and chaste, but made lewd enough comments through their mental bond that Harry knew he would get a lot more when they got home. It was Tonks that turned back towards Griphook after the kiss and made sure that things got back on the right course. “Perhaps we could quickly go over the remaining inheritances Griphook. We have a lot to discuss and take care of as a family now tonight.”

It wasn’t often that one sees a goblin blush, but that’s almost exactly what happened as the creature opened his file folder and cast his gaze downwards, catching the exact meaning of what would be happening last that night due to the slightly heavier tones in the Metamorphmagus’s tone. “Um… well, yes…” Griphook’s fingers seemed to shake slightly as he pulled the next page from the folder, his blush slowly rescinding. He was almost becoming angry with himself now as this was the second time he was looking foolish in front of the most important wizards to this bank. He may have to hand this case over to the owner. He gave that thought a little considering, then simply shook his head to himself and struck the idea out. The owner was even more of a pervert than Griphook could ever claim to be. He wouldn’t last a single meeting with Tonks without losing his mind, and possibly costing the bank reputation points at the least.

“The Peverell family vault was cleared out for a large majority of its funds when the line descended into the Potter House, however, the was a couple hundred Galleons left in the vault to sit and accrue interest for hundreds of years Lord Hogwarts, so your inheritance there is set to be another 250,000,000 Galleons. Only one property remained in the Peverell name. It is another house in Godric’s Hallow.” Griphook was pleased he managed to keep ahold of his voice and slid the Peverell family ledger and documents across the table. “Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin all maintain a fortune of over a billion Galleons apiece Milord. Additionally, being the heir to all four makes you the rightful owner of Hogwarts, able to overturn and make any decision regarding school affairs yourself. There is a long list of over 30 properties that you are also entitled to, including Gryffindor’s Castle and Slytherin Island.” Once again, the appropriate documents slid across the table, but before Griphook released them, he spoke again. “The amount of money in the Founder’s Vaults makes you the richest wizard in the world Lord Hogwarts. But… if you were to use the money located in those vaults, you could completely throw the entire wizarding economy into the toilet. Those vaults house so much gold that was thought lost to the world, because no true heir had stepped forward to claim them in many years.”

Griphook then frowned slightly as he went back for a final set of papers in his folder. “Now, I do have additional and unfortunate news for you. There is another Ancient and Noble House that you are technically entitled to. Due to your killing of the final heir to the House of Gaunt in a recognized duel, you have taken the line by conquest, making you the Scion of this house as well. I know that you probably don’t want the house, but unfortunately, laws are laws and there is nothing that we can do about it.” Griphook slid the documents for the Gaunt household over to Harry before reaching into his desk to grab an eight signet ring box which he also handed over. “The Gaunt vault was cleaned out from Tom Riddle’s escapades in taking over the world, but they due still own three properties and hold a vacant seat on the Wizengamot Court.”

Harry had honestly expected this, it was something that Hermione had mentioned to him over the past couple months, and while he wanted nothing to do with it, he had come to accept it, so he took the box in front of him and opened it, before sliding the signet of the House of Gaunt onto his left index finger. When he felt it fall into place and the rings magic accepted him, he shook his head and chuckled softly. “So when did you get this new ring Griphook. I know that the previous family signet was destroyed. It was in my possession until a few months ago, now it is gone forever.”

Griphook nodded as he watched Harry gather the eight signet ring boxes and start to stash them away in his own cloak pockets. “Interesting. That ring was made just over a week ago, when I set this appointment with you. We knew that it needed to be ready for today, so we had both rings redone so that they would match.” Griphook gave a nod to Harry, Hermione, and Tonks each individually before smirking. “Well Lord Hogwarts, today was an interesting day, and I hope that you took a lot from our meeting today. I have one last thing for you unless you have any other questions.” He saw Harry shake his head and then reached into his pockets and produced the keys to the vaults that Harry was entitled to, but didn’t have previous access of. “I hope that you have a good day and I look forward to your next visit… Harry.”

Harry shook his head as him and his ladies stood, before moving towards the door to leave. Just as the door opened, all three looked back at the goblin and gave him a gentle smile. “Thank you for your time today Griphook. Goodbye.” Their voices were in perfect sync as they spoke, and only made the goblin shake his head and snort out a small laugh as they left together.

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Harry no sooner felt himself land solidly at the end of the apparition back to Grimmauld Place, than he felt Tonks’ hand run underneath his cloak and shirt and shove him into a wall, her lips meeting his in a searing kiss. He felt his breath rip from his throat, before his body took over and his arms slid around Tonks possessively and pulled her body tight and hard to his, returning the kiss in a passion and soul-melding fury that had Tonks’ knees starting to give. In fact, when his tongue pushed past her lips, the orgasm that had started from the moment she felt the magic of the Black Matriarch hit her boiled over, and she collapsed into Harry while quivering.

His arms only tightened around the woman as he moved to pick her up, bridal style in his arms before his eyes caught Hermione’s. He saw that she too was wearing the glazed look of an aroused woman and knew that due to being able to feel Tonks’ release, she very well may have had her own orgasm. However, he had been far too wrapped up in the kiss that he was involved in with Tonks to know anything of what may have been going on around him, so couldn’t say for sure whether she did or not. He did know however that he was going to absolutely devour both women tonight, starting with Tonks. Harry opened up the bond completely and used it to communicate with Hermione soundlessly.

‘Go to the bedroom. I’ll be there shortly. Don’t take off your clothes until I get there Miss Potter.’

Hermione nodded, her eyes focusing slightly more as she scampered off while Harry took a detour towards the kitchen. Tonks on the other hand was busy trying to do whatever she could to get Harry just to take her straight to bed. The hand that she had under his shirt was now pushing higher as her strength returned, and her lips had made their way to his neck. He moaned softly as he felt her teeth begin to nip into him lightly as he stopped in the kitchen. Quickly focusing his magic as best as he could with Tonks’ second hand stroking over his jean clad package, he opened the cabinets and the fridge, producing three wine glasses and a bottle of an old vintage before both shut and the objects followed him on his trek to the bedroom.

Hermione was waiting in the bedroom for her lovers’ entrance, and feeling Harry grab wine and glasses, had already conjured a bucket filled with ice to sit on one of the nightstands. He could feel her work through the bond and smiled, only to have to moan out as Tonks’ kisses move lower to his clavicle, biting down harder this time, showing her deep displeasure with having to wait further. It was her voice that rang out through the bond this time.

‘Harry James Potter, you better hurry up and fuck me. I’m so god damn horny and you’re wasting time getting wine. Hermione would have been more than happy to help by grabbing it so that would could all just progress on with our time.’ She punctuated her thoughts with a pull to the flesh that was between her teeth, causing Harry to let out a louder moan before his hand found her ass, spanking her hard. With the spank, Tonks’ own moans joined the noise in the world, and she released Harry’s upper chest, only to find herself being thrown onto the bed while the wines dropped into the ice with a thunk and the wine glasses rattled upon landing on the nightstand next to it.

Besides maybe her wedding night, Tonks had never been so eager to feel Harry in side of her, and so she was absolutely delighted to feel the man approach her and begin to rip of her trousers. Literally, rip. His magic had cut along the seam of her pants and she suddenly found herself without them, noticing that her shoes and socks had also seemed to have disappeared somehow. Looking up into Harry’s eyes, she let out a moan and a small whimper from the passion and feelings that she saw there. She knew that even with some magical help, she may not quite be walking the right way tomorrow morning.

Harry’s hand where making their way up and across Tonks’ legs, feeling the smooth flesh there, massaging gently as he headed to her hips. Meanwhile, the witch felt a second set of hands on her, pushing her shirt up. She felt that Hermione was now engaged in the activities as well, and lifted her arms so that the younger girl could take off her shirt before her bra was discarded. Leaning her head back and arching forward, she caught Hermione’s lips with her own and moaned into the kiss as she felt Harry’s lips slide along her inner thighs. Her entire body shivered as she heard and felt Harry take in the scent of her arousal, and thrust her tongue into Hermione’s mouth to hide the moan that escaped her lips as the sensations of what he smelled came across the bond.

For her part, Hermione was being driven just as insane, feeling her own pleasure from the kiss, while getting assaulted from how over-sensitive Tonks’ body was because of her raging emotions. She sucked gently on the older witch’s tongue as it pushed into her mouth and moaned before feeling the mouth withdraw and a hand pulling her body around from behind Tonks to off to one side. Then she felt Tonks’ hands pushing up her own shirt, which she helped take off, revealing that she hadn’t been wearing a bra as her perky C cup tits stood proud as can be unsupported with the perfect eraser tip nipples. Suddenly she felt a heat envelope one of them and knew that Tonks’ had placed her mouth over her left tit, the one the older girl seemed to favor.

Tonks had indeed taken Hermione’s left nipple into her mouth and was moving her tongue across it as fast as possible, trying to stop the moans that were being released from her throat as Harry first nuzzled his way into her panty covered slit before reaching up and ripping the pink clothe completely away from her body. Her hips jerked and she squirmed on the bed as she felt Harry’s tongue slide out and along the edge of her fanny, never touching the outer lips. It was a torturous ten seconds of pleasure before Tonks finally had enough and reached down to shove Harry firmly into her wet gash, breaking from Hermione’s nipple to cry out in pleasure, that she heard echoed next to her from the bushy haired brunette.

Harry had definitely taken his time with teasing Tonks, sniffing her out before burying his tongue into her panties. It wasn’t until she forced him into her quim that Harry began to truly go to work. Suddenly, he was like a man starved who was getting his last drink. Nevermind that that drink just happened to be the ambrosia of the gods’ spilling out from his wife’s pussy. His tongue and face never stopped moving, letting the bond lead him in his movements so that he hit every spot just as she wanted him to. He felt her begin to climb towards another climax, so he quickly shifted his attention upwards and pushed his tongue hard into her clit. That was enough for Tonks’ first orgasm to begin with a loud moan from her lips. Then suddenly she felt Hermione shift and lips surround and suck not just her clit, but Hermione latching onto one of her nipples with fervor as well.

Those amazing sensations caused a second orgasm to quickly rip through her body and leave her breathless and shaking beneath her two lovers, but she was little from finished because suddenly Harry’s hand had shot up and two of his fingers pierced her opening with a quick and hard force, curling up to brush over her g-spot back and forth. Her mind shattered as she experienced her fourth orgasm of the night, squirting hard against Harry’s hand and straining his shirt with a scream. For her part, Hermione also let out a loud moan and released Tonks nipple as a bond-feeling fueled orgasm ripped through her as well. The pleasure was so much that even Harry’s shields against the pleasure transmitters weren’t able to stop it completely and he shuddered as he fingers slowly pulled from her and he released her clit.


His face moved away from her dripping fanny as he stood to slowly take off his now wet shirt and wasn’t surprised to see Hermione slide her body completely across Tonks’ so that she could clean up the remaining girl cum from the girl. Even the light stimulation was causing Tonks’ to shudder as a mini-orgasm ravaged through her mostly-passed out body. Harry simply smirked as he pulled his wand from his pocket and vanished both his and Hermione’s remaining clothes before tossing his wand onto the empty nightstand.

Hermione felt her clothes remove and looked up from the now wet, but not quite dripping pussy of Tonks to see Harry’s hard cock in her face. Moving forward, she inhaled the piece of meat into her mouth quickly, going halfway down on it and covering it with her spit as she moved back up. Harry’s hands slowly made their way into her hair and stroked it gently while she moved herself up and down on his hardened shaft, moaning out her contentment from the taste of his flesh. However, her actions caused Tonks to slowly shift and rejoin the land of the living, causing her to moan out in pleasure as Tonks’ tongue found its way into the pussy in front of her face.

Hermione pulled herself off of Harry’s cock before spitting onto it once and rubbing the spit up and down him before lowering it down into Tonks’ waiting pussy. With one solid thrust, Harry pushed the first six inches of his cock into her body before drawing back and pushing forward with more of his length. As he began to force his way deeper into her, he picked up Tonks’ legs and placed them on his shoulders, grabbing Hermione’s hair next and picking her up while bending Tonks’ legs back so that the three of their upper bodies made a triangle. Harry pulled Hermione’s mouth all the way to his and kissed her with a moan as Tonks’ continued to explore her folds with her own mouth.

Harry pushed his hips into Tonks harder, causing her to moan out into Hermione’s pussy, which would have caused the younger witch to cry out as well, if not for Harry’s tongue forcing its way into her mouth and down her throat, effectively silencing her. Their tongues quickly initiated a duel that ended as Tonks’ tongue caused Hermione to fall forward with an orgasm. Her orgasm set off Tonks on yet another orgasm, and suddenly Harry found himself in a pussy almost too tight on his cock, knowing that Tonks had shrunk her tunnel before beginning to size and resize herself from entrance to cervix, milking Harry’s pumping cock, wanting nothing more than to be blasted full and painted with his sperm. Harry moaned louder as he pushed his hips faster to cut through the Metamorphmagus’s contracting pussy, knowing that he was going to lose it at any time.

The bond, and the feeling of his cock pulsing faster inside of her, let Tonks know that Harry was coming far too close to his orgasm and so she doubled up on her work on Hermione, sucking the witch’s clit into her mouth and sucking furiously in an effort to get the witch off with herself and Harry. Harry bent Tonks’ legs back further, pounding into her deeper as he thrust forward, his cockhead brushing rough into the end of his lovers quim, causing just enough of a pleasurable pain to set her off again, which caused Hermione to cum again, and finally brought out Harry’s own orgasm, all three of the intertwined members crying out with pleasure as it boiled over on all of them.

Harry was the first to recover, after several moments of doing nothing but standing still and twitching lightly, and slowly moved back from Tonks’ so that her legs could be lowered back down. With Harry gone, Hermione also fell forward, catching herself before lowering herself down so that she could gently clean up Tonks’, who was mewling in another passed out state. Half a minute later, Hermione was satisfied with the cleaning she had done with Tonks, no more sperm dripping from her fanny, before she moved off the bed and in front of Harry on her knees so that she could clean him off, while her voice rang out in the bond.

‘Don’t forget that you aren’t done yet tonight Lord Hogwarts.’

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An hour later, the third bondmates were back where they started the day, in the bed snuggled up together with Hermione on Harry’s left side and Tonks on his right. All three hand just finished off a glass of wine that capped off what had been an afternoon absolutely filled with sex.

A/N: All right, here it is. This is my first chapter of my first publicly published fanfiction. Please review and tell me how it is. Hopefully the next chapter will be even better.