Categories > Books > Harry Potter > Harry Potter's Golden Rule
Story TITLE: Harry Potter's Golden Rule
PART: 02 of ??
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (red.jacobson@gmail.com)
WEBSITE: http://harem.lucifael.com/
DISTRIBUTION: Seraglio, My Yahoo Group
DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers.
SUMMARY: Post War, a cynical Harry decides to take what he is being offered.
FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
CATEGORY: Lots of Women
RELATIONSHIPS: Starts Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Draco/Astoria, becomes Harry/Multi
RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT:
SPOILERS: Canon Through Deathly Hallows, except for the Epilogue
WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest. There will be Weasley (Except Bill and Charlie) bashing in the story.
AUTHORS NOTES: This is going to be a bit different from my other stories, to start with, Harry is a good bit more cynical than he usually is, and, to be blunt, more than a trifle misogynistic, at least at the beginning of the story. Also, this story starts post war, and starts with the canon pairings, and that includes Ron/Hermione. I know that is a deal breaker for a lot of readers, and I'm sorry, but the story I'm telling requires it.
Casting Note: Astoria is played by Jenna-Louise Coleman
Another Authors Note: Sorry it's been so long, but this is actually the first new writing I've managed to do in almost 7 months, ever since I started taking anti-depressants to deal with my depression and stress. I've finally found the desire to write again, and the energy to actually put my butt in the chair and type, so hopefully the next chapter of this and other stories won't be as long a delay. Thanks for bearing with me and I hope you enjoy.
Thirty Minutes Later
The two of them walked out the door of the Leaky Cauldron, all signs of the floo vanished from their clothing. Harry put his arm around Astoria, guiding her down the block to the cab stand, and took the first one available. Guiding her into the cab, he gave the driver the address, and, when the driver grinned at him and shot his eyes to Astoria, Harry just grinned back and nodded. The cabbie whistled and murmured, “Lucky bastard,” before putting the old car in gear and driving out.
While they were driving, Harry pulled Astoria closer to him, and said,
“You might as well get comfortable, we've got a good long ride ahead of us.”
She sat back in the seat, and looked around curiously, she'd obviously never been in a cab before, but she was concealing her nervousness quite well. She jerked in her seat when he softly said, “When I said get comfortable, that's not what I meant.”
Astoria looked at him in confusion, until he shook his head and said, “It's warm enough in here, you don't need to be so covered up.” She shot her eyes to the driver, who was glancing in the mirror at them, and he sighed, “Astoria, I told you that no other man would ever touch you, I said nothing about them seeing you. When I want to show you off, I expect you to happily allow yourself to be displayed. Now, are you going to display yourself or am I going to send you back to your parents house?”
She shivered at the tone of his voice, and the fire flashing in his eyes, and she quickly removed her outer jacket and gloves, leaving her in a tight t-shirt, that clearly showed her nipples straining against the cloth, and her skirt, which rested several inches above her knees. With a glance at him, and his answering nod, she pulled the t-shirt out of the waistband of her skirt, and pulled it over her head.
Harry smothered a laugh as the driver's eyes widened when he saw her firm c-cup breasts exposed to view, and he had to pull his eyes back to the road to avoid a truck in the next lane. He was extremely pleased by how well Astoria was adjusting to him, although he did wonder where this dominant streak was coming from? He watched as she reached for the button on her skirt, but he touched her hand and shook his head, “That's enough Astoria, I don't want him to have an accident,” he said softly, but then he grinned, “But I am very pleased with you, and think you will be a wonderful concubine.”
She looked at him curiously and he said, “I know that I said we needed to be clear headed for that conversation, and we will be rested for any conversation that involves contracts and the concubine bond, but there is nothing stopping me from presenting you with a collar around your lovely throat, is there?”
He watched as her eyes widened in realization and then went smoky before they closed and she burrowed into him, shaking and whining into his jacket. It took him a couple of seconds to realize she wasn't whining, but was muffling her cries of pleasure as another orgasm washed through her. He lifted her face up to him and leaned in to kiss her, and she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him feverishly before they broke apart. He shook his head at the devotion in her eyes, and thought, 'There's something really weird going on here! We hadn't exchanged two words before this afternoon, and now she's practically begging to be my slave! What the bloody hell is happening? Is this part of the charms that she found on me? Damn, I really need to talk to Bill about this.'
Astoria was already extremely sensitive to her Lord's moods, which pleased her, because it meant that her magic was flourishing in the new bond, and she could tell, even though the afterglow of yet another burst of pleasure, that something was bothering him, and she suspected that she knew what it was. She looked over at the driver's mirror, and saw him looking back at her, and she felt a little shiver of pleasure at the lust she saw in his eyes. 'He's paying way too much attention for a normal conversation, but, perhaps....'
Turning thought into action, she shifted in her seat, and moved around so she was straddling his lap, her bare pussy rubbing against his rapidly hardening cock, and she put her arms around his back and leaned in, speaking softly. “My Lord, can you put up a privacy spell, so he can't hear us? I can tell something is bothering you, and I think I know what it is, but I don't want to talk about it where somebody else can hear.” He didn't say anything, but gestured with his free hand, and she felt the magic surrounding them.
When she was certain they couldn't be overheard, she asked, “Is this the first time you've had sex since your magical maturity My Lord?”
He looked at her quizzically, but nodded, “Yes, I hit my maturity not long before Christmas, why?”
She said, “Did you ever get the lecture about Jeremy's Law of Magical Inequity, and, specifically, the Second Corollary?”
He shook his head, and she swore under her breath, “That's what I thought, and Dumbledore has a lot to answer for! Okay, do you know what your MMI score is?”
Harry thought for minute before remembering, “At the end of my third year, it was around 630, don't know what it is now, though. I haven't had time to have it checked, why?”
Her eyes widened, and she breathed, “Oh, Morganna's bleeding cunt! No wonder!” Looking him directly in the eyes, she said, “That explains it, and Jeremy's Law is definitely going to be an issue. Anyway, the Second Corollary to the Law explains that magic is basically divided into two sides, a dominant one as well as a submissive. In a relationship between two magical people, the stronger of the two will automatically be dominant over the other. Now, if the difference isn't that great, it's not as defined as it is when there is a large difference. For example, if the difference between the two of us were around 20 points or so on the MMI, all it would mean is that I would follow your lead in most items, and would really enjoy you telling me what to do in the bedroom. But, I hit my maturity around the same time you did, and my mature MMI is just over 200, yours is probably close to 1400 by now, just based on the things I've seen you do. What this means is, your magic is actually bringing our your dominant traits, and my magic is enhancing my submissive traits, which I told you I already had even before we met, and I have to say, I'm enjoying the hell out of this side of you! I've cum more in the last several hours than I had in the last year!”
He leaned his head back against the seat, and let out a long breath, before he smiled at her, obviously relieved, “Okay, so this is actually natural? It's not the result of some mind altering curse or charm put on me then?”
“No, My Lord, it's actually perfectly natural. Granted, this kind of disparity is rather uncommon, but not unknown at all. In fact, there have been multiple books written about it, and I think that one of them was actually written by an ancestor of yours back about eight or nine hundred years ago, named Jeremy Potter, and yes, he is the one who first documented Jeremy's Law.”
“Interesting, both the situation and that someone in my family discovered it. I'm going to have to hunt up those books when I get a chance.” He grinned then, and his voice changed, “But that can wait, if I'm reading the landmarks right, we've got about 20 minutes before we get to our destination, and if you can make me cum before we get there, you can put your shirt back on, otherwise, you'll just have your coat covering you, and will be leaving it open so anybody can see you if you aren't very careful.” In a playful tone, he said, “Think you are up the challenge?”
She laughed happily, “Of course, My Lord!” and raised herself up off his lap just enough to open his trousers and pull down his zipper. Freeing his cock from it's cloth prison, she gripped it tightly and lowered his soaking pussy on it, taking him fully inside her before she started to move.
Twenty Eight Minutes Later
The two of them were laughing as they got out of the cab, and Harry paid the driver. Astoria had her t-shirt in her hand, having lost the bet, the cab had been parked in front of the shop for almost five minutes before Harry finally came, exploding inside her, which made her climax again, for the third time since he entered her. When she was able to catch her breath, she kissed him and said, “Have to say, My Lord, I'm loving this kinky side of you, and in case you were wondering, I couldn't be happier being with you.”
He chuckled, “I'm not going to lie, I'm enjoying it as well, although I'm going to surprise the hell out of some people who are used to the way I used to be, and that's going to be fun as well.”
Turning back to the driver, he said, “We're going to be about 20 or 30 minutes, are you willing to wait, or do you have a card so we can call you?”
“I'm perfectly willing to wait, Lord Potter, considering what you did for my son.” Harry looked at him sharply, and the man continued, “I recognized you from pictures my son Dean brought back from school, and he told me how you had saved his life during the final battle. And don't worry, I won't tell him what went on in the back seat, although it wasn't the first time it's happened. He and his girl Lavender have a very similar relationship to what the two of you have, and they are both as happy as I've ever seen them.”
Harry raised an eyebrow, “Dean and Lavender? Interesting, I had no idea they had gotten together. I'm glad they're doing well, I'll have to drop them a line in the next few days to catch up.”
Turning to Astoria, he pulled the edges of her jacket closer together, and tied the belt around her waist, holding the jacket mostly closed, but still open enough to show flashes of skin when she moved. Walking toward the tinted glass door into the store, he felt Astoria fall into step just behind him and smiled at how quickly she fell into her role. He was glad she had been aware enough to figure out what was bothering him, and to explain things to him. He could handle this latest bit of strangeness in his life, since it was a natural part of being a wizard, and honestly, he was enjoying himself for a change!
Opening the door, he held it long enough to let her enter, and she smiled at the warmth of the entryway. Walking through the inner door, he smirked as her eyes widened at the display. He sincerely doubted that she had ever been in place like 'The Doe' before, and he knew it could be overwhelming. He remembered his first time in here, and, even though he'd grown up in the non-magical world, was still amazed at everything he saw. He hadn't been here since before his marriage to Ginny, and was surprised that they had redecorated over the past year or so. The aisles were a lot wider, and the had added a huge section of DVDs against the back wall, but that wasn't what he was after tonight.
Looking over at Astoria, who's eyes were so wide he halfway expected them to pop out of her head, he took her hand and said, “Come along, Pet, we can browse later, but I promised you something first, did I not?”
She blinked and nodded, smiling at him, “Yes Master, you did, but I had never seen anything like this in my life. How did you find this place?”
He grinned, “To tell the truth, I didn't know it existed until a couple of years ago, either. I'll tell you about it later, but we have some shopping to do.”
“Harry?”
Harry turned in surprise, cursing himself that somebody got so close without him being aware of it. His frown turned to a grin when he recognized the girl who had walked up to him, “Hey Katie, I didn't know you were working here.”
The honey blonde grinned, “Hey yourself, stranger, yeah, I've been here about 3 months, it's a lot of fun, and I get a commission, so make sure you buy a lot, you hear me?” She laughed as she added that last comment, and Harry joined her, enjoying the teasing that he knew so well from their days on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team.
“No worries there, Katie, although maybe you can help us, I've decided that this lovely girl would look even better with a collar around her throat, and brought her here to find one we like. Do you have any suggestions?”
Katie blinked in surprise at the nonchalant way he said that, and said, “Okay, who are you and what have you done with Harry? And does your wife know that you are collar shopping?” She deliberately kept her tone light, but Harry could see the suspicion in her eyes.
Looking around to see if anybody was in earshot, he said, “First off, Katie, if you pick up tomorrow's Prophet, you will find that Ginny is my ex-wife. I caught her in a private room at the Leaky having sex with the ferret. Astoria and I each divorced our spouses this afternoon. As for my lack of embarrassment? Chalk it up to yet another thing I didn't know about the Magical World. Did you get a lecture about Jeremy's Law while you were in school?”
“Sure, at the end of 6th year, Poppy pulled all the girls aside and told us about it. I think Flitwick talked to the guys, but I'm not sure.” Her eyes widened, “The Second Corollary?”
He nodded, and said, “I don't even know what my MMI is, but at the end of third year it was around 630, and I've had my maturity since then.”
“And Ginny let you get away? That stupid twat! So what if she has to share, the sex would be worth it!” Katie shook her head, “I always knew that there was something wrong with that girl, she never once joined the rest of us in our after game cool down sessions, and acted disgusted at the very idea.”
Turning to Astoria, he said, “I can tell there's a lot you haven't told me yet, but what does she mean about sharing?” Astoria started to answer, and he said, “Wait a minute, I'm forgetting my manners, sorry about that.”
“Katie, I'd like to introduce you to Astoria Greengrass, who is my officially registered Mistress.”
Astoria smiled at the other girl, and Katie smiled back, and Harry said, “I don't know if you remember her from the Quidditch team, since she graduated when you were a 2nd year I think, but this is Katie Bell, one of the best Chasers Gryffindor ever had, and a very good friend of mine.”
“Third year actually, Master, and I recognized her, I saw her play in quite a few games. And it's good to meet you, Katie, but I think you may have opened a large can of worms that I hadn't had time to tell Master about yet. He hadn't even heard of Jeremy's Law until about an hour ago, and I just explained about the two sides to magic. I hadn't had the chance to sit down and go over the rest of it with him.”
Katie grinned, “Only you, Harry, only you. But this isn't the place to have this conversation. We've got a lounge where we can talk privately. Give me a minute, k?” Turning back to the counter, she paged another employee to the front and turned the counter over to them before coming back to where he and Astoria were waiting.
“Okay, that's taken care of. Follow me,” And Katie headed toward a door in the back corner of the room, and they were soon sitting around a circular table, cups of tea in front of them.”
Harry looked at the two of them and said, “Okay, we are in private now, would one of you please explain what you were talking about?”
Katie took a sip of her tea and said, “Well, since I'm the one who brought it up, I'm just going to lay it out for you. I really hope you don't have any plans of being monogamous, Harry.”
When his only response was a raised eyebrow, she nodded, “Good, because you're going to need quite a few women on a regular basis to keep from overwhelming Astoria. The main point of Jeremy's Law is that, in a relationship where one of the partners is significantly more powerful than the other, the weaker partner's magic will change them to be the ideal partner for the stronger person. Basically changing their personality to be what their stronger partner would want. The only known way to avoid that is to have additional regular partners so that their magical strength combines until they are close to your equal, which minimizes or eliminates the changes entirely. Granted, you've still got the dominance/submission aspect to deal with, but most people seem to enjoy that side of things, so it's not a big issue.”
Harry grimaced, and said softly, “Yet another reason to want to kill that meddling old man! If he weren't already dead I would kill him myself for all the things he's kept from me! What the hell do I know about living with multiple women? I lived with Ginny for a while, and that obviously didn't work out too well, and now I have to find Merlin knows how many other women that I'm compatible with? Shite!”
Astoria spoke up, “I know it's a shock, Master, and that's why I didn't go into details in the cab, I was going to wait until tomorrow morning when you had a chance to get some sleep. It's not something that has to be taken care of tonight, so you can relax. Even as powerful as you are, it would still take at least a week or more of us doing little more than shagging for the changes to start affecting me negatively. I told you earlier that I was already submissive, so all your magic did was bring that out more, to our mutual enjoyment. I'm still me, the same person who woke up this morning knowing that her life would change that day.”
Katie added, “She's right, Harry, even in the most extreme circumstances it still takes time for the imbalance to really affect things. And, let's face it, you won't have any problems finding willing partners, being who you are, hell, if Lee and I weren't so good together I'd be tempted to sign up!” She paused, thinking, “Although, I do know that Angelina is kind of at loose ends, ever since Fred..., well, anyway, and I know that she was interested in you at one point, and certainly could use your help.”
“Ang is in trouble? What's going on Katie?” Harry demanded, leaning forward suddenly.
“Easy Harry, she's not in trouble, but, she's not having the easiest time of it either, since she's a muggleborn like me, she's having a really hard time finding work now that her sponsor is gone. If she were to get with you, she would be considered sponsored by the Potter family, and it would be a lot easier for her to find a job.”
“That crap is still going on? After everything we fought and died for? What the bloody buggering hell is wrong with these people? Are they begging for another Dark Lord?”
“Actually, Master, a lot of it can be laid down at the ferret and his block of votes in the Wizengamot, they are determined to keep as much power in the hands of the pure bloods as they can, and, even with Lucius dead, the Malfoy name still has influence in certain circles. And, unfortunately, those circles have quite a few votes between them.”
Harry shook his head in disgust, “It never ends, does it? Alright, there's really not much I can do about the Wizengamot tonight, but that's something that I need to challenge. I think it's time I retire from the Aurors and start paying attention to what is going on in the Ministry, I'll be damned if Cedric and all the others died just so the same garbage can keep right on going.” Finishing his cup of tea, he stood up and said, “Anyway, we've taken up enough of your time, and we still have a great deal of shopping to do, so, if you can assist my girl in getting what she desires, I'm going to step outside for a minute to let the driver know we are going to be a while longer.”
“Sure Harry, do you have any special requests?”
He pauses, thinking, before he grins, and the look in his eyes makes Astoria shiver in anticipation, “Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. I want several different sets of lingerie, as well as stockings and garter belts. Make most of the knickers crotchless, and I'm also going to want several different sets of restraints, plus anything else you think I might enjoy. Just try to keep it under 5,000 pounds, okay?”
*
Astoria's eyes widened as she listened to her Master, and she felt her nipples pressing against the cloth of her coat as she pictured herself wearing the types of things he was describing. She knew what stockings and garter belts were, of course, but the idea of crotchless knickers was fascinating to her. Knowing that she could be dressed in the height of fashion, and all her Master would have to do is lift up her dress and plunge right into her, no matter where they were, had her wanting to finger herself right there! Fortunately, she managed to restrain herself long enough to climb to her feet and start moving around again.
Following Katie into another section of the store, she obediently climbed up onto a little platform, only pausing when Katie told her to strip down to her skin. She looked at the older girl curiously, and Katie just said, “I've got to get your measurements so everything fits properly. This isn't Madame Malkin's, where they use magic for everything. Now, hurry up, we don't want to keep your Master waiting, do we?”
Blushing, she untied the belt around her coat and slipped it off, leaving her topless in front of the other girl, and then unhooked her skirt, letting it drop to the floor. She forced down her blush, knowing that Master liked the way she looked, and she stood proudly, her back straight and her breasts standing firm on her chest. She felt a burst of pride when Katie looked her over and licked her lips, saying, “Lee had better appreciate what I'm giving up for him!”
Soon enough, Katie had all her measurements written down on a sheet of paper, and said, “Just wait in here, I'll bring some things in for you to try on.”
She soon lost track of time as Katie kept coming in and out of the changing area, bringing her different things to try on, and keeping some of them, and taking others back. As she was trying on the different items, Katie was questioning her about how she had gotten together with Harry, and Astoria had to laugh.
“All I can say is, it wasn't how I planned on things going, that's for sure! I was just looking for a quick revenge shag, but he and I started talking when we were making plans for ruining the Weasel and the Ferret, and he mentioned registering me as his official Mistress, just to rub Draco's nose in it, which I didn't have any problems with. He started talking about what he would expect from me if I was to really be his mistress, and my knickers were soaked within minutes! I thought he was intense at school, but those eyes!” Katie laughed in agreement, and waved for her to continue, “Anyway, I somehow managed to keep my clothes on until we got the divorces finalized and me registered at the Ministry, but it was a near thing! Things got crazy when we got back to his place after leaving the Ministry and started shagging. He got me so turned on that I about lost my mind when he finally plunged into me, and my submissive side really took over, I can't tell you how many times he made me cum before he rolled me over and took my arse! By that point, any idea of it just being a one time thing had gone out the window, of course.”
Katie was flushed bright red, and Astoria could see just how turned on the girl was, hell, she was getting randy again, just talking about it. The older girl took a deep breath and released it, before smiling weakly at her, saying,
“You are really testing my willpower, you know that don't you? I had a major crush on Harry when we were in school, but he never seemed to pick up on any of my hints, so I just let it fade away. Do you know how many nights I fingered myself thinking about him? I don't either, I lost count midway through my 5th year!”
She had been so caught up in Katie's rant that she didn't even notice her Master standing in the doorway until he spoke.
“That's actually something else you can blame Dumbledore for, Katie, because if I'd had any idea, I would have loved to take you up on it. Unfortunately, that goat buggering bastard had suppressed my libido, and the block didn't actually fade until he'd been dead for several months.” He chuckled, “Of course, Hermione certainly wasn't complaining when the block faded, and neither was I, at the time.”
Katie laughed, “You and Hermione? Damn, Ang and Alicia are going to owe me a lot of money!”
“Why would they owe you...? Oh, don't tell me! You were in on the betting as to when Hermione and I would get together? Well, I'm sorry to tell you that you won't be able to collect on that bet, in fact, I want a witches oath that you won't disclose that information right now, or I will Obliviate you! Hermione has enough problems already, being married to Ron, and I won't risk her having more problems with that family because she and I were lovers before we married.”
Katie looked at him in shock, “Damn! Where did that come from Harry? You were never that forceful before.”
“I'll tell you after I get your oath, Katie,” He said calmly, his wand in his hand.
Quickly giving her oath, Katie put her wand back in her arm holster, and Harry relaxed, saying, “It's really nothing new, Katie, I'm always that forceful when something threatens somebody I love. You just hadn't seen it before. Of course, if we had gotten together in school you probably would have seen it more often, because of the disparity in our magical cores.”
As he talked, Astoria noticed that he seemed to start radiating magic, and she could almost feel Katie getting aroused. The other girls nipples were pressing against her blouse and she was rubbing her thighs together as her hands clenched and unclenched against her jeans. She wondered if she was going to see Katie lose the last of her self control and jump him right there? She wasn't sure if she wanted her to or not, because, while the other girl was very attractive, and Astoria would enjoy having her in bed, she really didn't want to have to share Master just yet.
*
Katie was having a hard time keeping control of herself, her entire being was screaming at her that this was the man who could satisfy her completely, and to strip down and offer herself to him. It was only by thinking of Lee, and how wonderful he made her feel, both in bed and out of it that she was able to force herself to stay still long enough to calm down.
Looking directly at Harry, she said, “Okay, I get your point, but, would you please reign it in? I'm only human and you were really making me question my commitment to Lee, and that's not something I'm willing to throw away on the spur of the moment fling.”
Harry smiled sheepishly at her and pulled his magic back in, “Sorry about that, I kind of got lost in the moment there. But I have to say, your control impressed me, and Lee must be one hell of a guy to be able to make you that happy.” Switching gears he continued, “Now, I was watching most of what you picked out for my lovely here, and I agree with your choices, but we still have a few more things to pick up.”
Walking over to the pile of undergarments, he picked up a white set and pulled the price tags off and handed the stockings, garter, knickers and half cup bra to Astoria, as well as her t-shirt, telling her to wear these out of the store, and handed the rest of the clothes to her. “Can you take these up to the counter? We'll be out in a few minutes, I have a feeling that my lovely girl wants to thank me for her new outfits.”
Forcing a grin, Katie said, “Be sure to cast the silencing charms, I don't want to have to listen to the two of you when Lee's not here.”
She heard Harry laugh as she walked out through the curtain, but then it went quiet as the silencing spells went up. Stepping back into the lounge, she went to her purse and pulled out a communication mirror and tapped it. Saying Lee's name, the mirror went smoky for a second before her lover's face showed in the mirror.
Not wasting any time, she said, “I just wanted to let you know, that you better mix up a stamina potion before I get home, because I'm going to want you to shag me through the mattress as soon as I get in the door! I am randier than I have been in my life, and it's taking all of my self control not to go back in the changing room and jump the two of them!”
Lee's face split into a lecherous grin, and he said, “Well, it's a good thing that I already have the ingredients, but it sounds like you have a story to tell me, so, what's got you so hot and bothered?”
She quickly explained what had been happening for the past hour or so, and Lee listened in fascination, before he said, “You know, I've still got some of that improved polyjuice, so, if you can get Harry to give you some of his hair, I don't mind a bit of role playing.”
She gave him a quick grin, and said, “That's one of the things I love about you, Lee, you know me so well, and, as a reward for being such a thoughtful boyfriend, whether I get the hair or not, tonight is going to be 'no holes barred' so I hope that the stamina and the polyjuice don't have a problem interacting!”
Lee laughed, “No, the twins tried the combination out while we were in school, they work fine together.”
Her grin dropped as she thought about the Weasley Twins, and how George still hasn't seemed to recover from Fred's death in the final battle, and she wondered if he ever would? Alicia had told her that George barely seemed to have interest in anything, including the shop.
She noticed that Lee had gone quiet at the same time and she said, “I miss him too, Lee. But we can't do anything about it now, the best we can do is go on with our lives, and try to grab as much laughter as we possibly can.”
Her boyfriend nodded, a slight smile on his face, “That's the truth! Now, you go back and see if Harry will let you have some of his hair, I've got a potion to work on.”
Laughing, she wiped her hand across the mirror and the glass went dark again.
*
Shell Cottage
Same Time
Hermione sat on the couch, tears streaming down her face as the last of the compulsion charms were broken. Bill was standing in front of her, the signs of exhaustion clear on his face as he lowered his wand. Fleur was standing next to him, and he let her help him to a chair and sat down heavily, reaching for a drink of water.
Fleur had moved to the couch and put her arms around Hermione, who wrapped her arms around the older woman and let loose the sobs she had been holding in. Fleur stroked her hair and rubbed the anguished girl's back, murmuring words of comfort while looking in confusion at Bill, who was equally confused.
Several minutes later, the sobs died down, and Hermione released her grip on Fleur and sat up slowly. Conjuring some tissues, she wiped her eyes and blew her nose, before banishing them. Giving Fleur a watery smile, she whispered, “Thank you, I needed that.”
Turning to Bill, Hermione said, “Do you know any curses that can affect somebody who is already dead, Bill? Because if you do, I want to find a way to have Albus Dumbledore continuously arse raped by giants for the next 2 eons! That monster has destroyed my life, Luna's life, Cho's life and not to mention what he did to Harry!”
Seeing their looks of concern, she said, “In addition to the compulsion charms that demanded I be loyal to him, he also made me get closer to your brother, Bill. Not because he had any particular fondness for Ron, but because he was available! The bastard didn't care who I was with, as long as it wasn't Harry, because the Hero of the Wizarding World couldn't possibly be involved with a Mud blood! I had found proof during our Sixth Year that he was using spells to cause problems between Harry and I, as well as Luna and Cho, because Harry was interested in all three of us. He had sworn an oath to Molly that he would make sure that Harry and Ginny got together.
“I'm not going to go into the details of how I found everything out, but Dumbledore discovered that I was looking into his actions, and had an elf pop me into his office. He actually had the nerve to congratulate me on my discovery, but started talking about how hard it had been, to ensure that Harry followed the path he had chosen for him, how rebellious the boy was, even long after he should have been beaten down by his relatives. He said that he had already obliviated Harry and I, as well as the other girls so many times he had gotten bored with it! It was obvious that the old man had completely lost the plot, and I dropped my wand into my hand so I could stun him and get out of there, but he petrified me and started casting compulsion spells on me. He must have made a mistake when he obliviated me, though, because when the other spells faded, my memories came back at the same time.”
Hermione had calmed down as she spoke, while Bill and Fleur sat there, stunned, staring at her. She said, “I think we need to have Cho and Luna here tomorrow for the meeting, because one of the other things I remember, is that the three of us had agreed that we all loved Harry, and were at least attracted to each other, and were willing to try sharing him.” She laughed bitterly, “Harry and I thought we had given each other our virginities while we were in that tent, but we hadn't, it actually happened in Hogwarts early in Sixth Year, and that meddling old pedophile took that memory from us as well!”
Bill finally found his voice, and he said, “Merlin, Hermione! No wonder you want to curse him! Shite, after hearing that, I want to curse him as well, and I promise you I will search and try to find something that will work on the dead. I think you're right about getting Luna and this Cho girl here, but we should see if they can get here earlier than 11 o'clock. If they are under the same sort of spells you had, I'm going to need to rest before Harry gets here.”
Hermione nodded, “That makes sense, can I borrow your owl? I need to send a couple of letters out.”
Cho and Luna;
Can you meet with me tomorrow morning about 8:30? I found evidence that our memories have been tampered with, as well as Harry's. Since this obviously affects all four of us, Harry will be meeting me later tomorrow, but I'd like to see if we can get your memories returned before he gets here, because the three of us need to talk about something extremely important. If you can meet me, just write the time on the bottom of this letter and where to pick you up, okay?
Hermione
Making a copy of the letter, and adding the response charm to the bottom of each copy, she tied both to the leg of the waiting owl and watched as it flew out of the window. Sitting back with a sigh, she said, “Well, that's done, I just hope their charms won't be as difficult to remove as mine were, Bill.”
The redhead waved it off, “Don't worry about it, nothing a good nights sleep won't cure.” Fleur followed her husband out of the room, leaving Hermione to stretch out on the couch and pull the comforter around her. Taking the vial of Dreamless Sleep potion Fleur had left her, she was soon snoring softly.
The Rookery
A little later
The tapping on her window was what drew Luna from her nightmares, constantly repeated scenes of Professor Dumbledore pointing his wooden wand at her, and then the flashes of Lucius Malfoy and the other Death Eater leaning over her during those horrible months she was their prisoner. The insistent tapping on the glass woke her with a start, and, glancing around anxiously, she breathed a sigh of relief at the familiar surroundings before turning to the rapping on the glass. Sliding out of the bed, she recognized Hermione's owl and opened the window to take the letter. Waving absently to the perch in the corner where a dish of water and owl treats waited, Luna turned the lights on in her room and sat down on the edge of the bed.
She read the short note quickly, and then started again, her eyes widening and filling with tears as the multiple memory charms she had suffered dropped away. Quickly scrawling “8 o'clock, The Rookery” at the bottom of the letter, she dropped back onto her bed, her fists clenching against the covers as she was overwhelmed by the different memories flooding her mind. The sweet kisses with Harry after the DA meetings, the conversations with Hermione and Cho during her Fifth Year, before Dumbledore was killed and Snape took over, the plans she and Cho had to go with Harry and Hermione when they left the school, but being hit by the spells again at Dumbledore's funeral and forgetting all their plans.
The tears ended eventually, to be replaced by a cold fury as she remembered the horrors she experienced at Malfoy Manor before she was rescued, and the shiver she still got when she saw Draco Malfoy walking around free. She could understand Narcissa being free, especially after Lucius was executed, but not the son, he was just as bad as his father, but nowhere near as competent at exercising his power. Just because he didn't have the courage to kill Dumbledore didn't mean he shouldn't spend the rest of his life in Azkaban! And isn't it funny how nobody ever mentions Madame Rosemerta anymore? The poor woman is still in Saint Mungos after being kept under the Imperious for so long, but Draco Malfoy is still throwing his money around. Well no more! She would meet with Hermione and Cho in the morning, and then see if they are feeling the same way she is about the way things are going? If they are, and especially if Harry agrees with them, Draco and his ilk are going to find out just what Hell is all about!
The Leaky Cauldron
The Same Time
Not surprisingly, there was a similar reaction when Cho received Hermione's letter, although her anger was focused on her one time friend Marietta, who had been the one to curse her that Valentine's Day when she was with Harry at Madame Puddifoot's when everything seemed to go wrong. When she was able to think about it rationally, she knew that she would have wanted an explanation from Harry for leaving her, and, if he couldn't explain, well, she knew how to disillusion herself and follow them, didn't she?
When she saw the interview in the Quibbler, she understood exactly what had happened, and tried to talk to Harry about it, but every time she tried to go to him, she burst into tears, which was just not like her! It was only when the memory charms faded away that she remembered seeing Marietta standing there, her wand in her hand and a smirk on her face, the bitch! Looking over toward the window, she saw the owl hadn't left, and said, “Will you take a note to Luna for me? It will only be a minute.” The owl gave a soft bark and seemed to nod its' head, so she grabbed a piece of parchment, ironically enough, one of the rejection letters she had received in her latest round of job hunting. Nobody wants to hire the wog, after all, what did it matter that her family was magical on both sides for a dozen generations, or that she had graduated with 9 NEWTS at Outstanding? She wasn't born here, so she was a wog, and nobody wanted to hire her, unless it was the strip clubs and brothels down Horizont Alley, and she wasn't that desperate yet.
Luna, if you are remembering the same things I am right now, I think we need to meet before tomorrow morning! Can I come to you?
Love
Cho
Attaching the note to the owl's leg, she watched as it flew out the window, a slight smile forming on her face, as the memories came back, and the feeling that parts of her were missing finally faded away. She frowned as memories of finding out about the bullying in the dorms, and trying to stop it only to be cursed by, cursed by, FLITWICK? Professor Flitwick cursed her and was condoning the bullying? What the hell was going on at Hogwarts?
Grabbing another piece of paper, she started writing down all the memories that she was recovering, and the questions it was bringing to mind, especially, what prompted Hermione to write her after all this time? And did she know that the memory charms were going to fade when she did?
She was still writing an hour later when the owl came back with Luna's reply. She smiled when she saw the butterbeer cork wrapped up in the letter, and tapped it with her wand, relaxing as she felt the hook behind her navel and the room dissolved around her.
When she stopped spinning, she was standing in the living room of the Rookery, a place she hadn't seen since the Christmas Holidays before Dumbledore's death, and Luna was standing there, a welcoming smile on her tear stained face. Without thinking, Cho stepped forward and had her arms around the younger woman, pulling her into a hug as they both started talking at once.
With a laugh, Luna pulled away, and, taking her hand, led her to the kitchen table, where a bowl of soup and some bread was waiting, and Cho's stomach growled hungrily at the sight. “Go ahead and eat Cho, I've got plenty, and I think we are both going to need our strength for this conversation, don't you?”
Cho just nodded, her mouth watering from the aroma coming from the bowl, and she barely managed to wait until Luna was sitting across from her, with a bowl of her own before starting to eat. It was nearly half an hour later that, sated, she sat back in her seat and smiled, “I won't ask you how you know I hadn't eaten in a while, because I probably wouldn't understand the answer anyway, and I'll just say thank you.”
Luna nodded, and said, “I think the answer to that question is one that we are going to have to talk to Harry and Hermione about tomorrow, because all four of us have had our lives messed with very badly, and, while Dumbledore may be dead and out of our reach, there are others who are just as guilty, and need to pay for what they did to all of us!”
“You're right, Dumbledore is out of our reach, and so is that bastard Moody, but Flitwick is still alive, and so is our illustrious Minister for Magic, a situation that I'd really like to remedy without going to Azkaban if at all possible!”
Luna's grin was positively feral as Cho was speaking, and said, “I'd almost feel sorry for the lot of them if they hadn't hurt us so badly, and I wouldn't be surprised if Harry and Hermione had some ideas of their own, would you?”
They were still talking two hours later when Luna yawned and rose from the table, reaching out, she took Cho's hand and led her up the stairs to her bedroom where the two quickly fell asleep in each others arms.
Shell Cottage
Same Time
Fleur smiled softly at the sleeping young woman on the couch, moving forward to adjust the comforter before it slipped onto the floor. Taking a last look at Victorie, she made sure that their daughter was sleeping peacefully, and the monitoring charms were working before shutting the door to her room. Turning back to the bedroom, she put up the silencing charms and stripped out of her robe before sliding nude into bed beside her husband. Bill wrapped his arm around her and she snuggled against him, “Vickie okay?”
She nodded against his chest, “Oui, she is sound asleep, as is 'Ermione. I've put up the silencing charms so we wont disturb them, and 'opefully, they wont disturb us!”
Bill chuckled, “What's gotten you into such a mood, Fleur? Not that I'm complaining, mind you!”
Fleur turned onto her side and rolled on top of him, leaning down and kissing him, a wicked grin on her face, “Oh, I was just thinking it's a shame that our guest is so much in love with 'Arry, otherwise I would have invited her to join us tonight!” Feeling him swell beneath her, the grin widened and she said, “Oh! You like that, don't you? Wanting to have the kinky little minx in bed with us, her face between my thighs as you stretch her out so wonderfully? Listening to me moan her name as she licked me, and then watching as I did the same to her and licked her juices off of your cock as you drove her crazy with pleasure?”
She didn't get to say anymore as Bill growled and pulled her onto him, and soon the only sounds in the room were that of flesh on flesh and cries of pleasure long into the night.
End Chapter Two
PART: 02 of ??
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson (red.jacobson@gmail.com)
WEBSITE: http://harem.lucifael.com/
DISTRIBUTION: Seraglio, My Yahoo Group
DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, they all belong to JK Rowling and her publishers.
SUMMARY: Post War, a cynical Harry decides to take what he is being offered.
FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
CATEGORY: Lots of Women
RELATIONSHIPS: Starts Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Draco/Astoria, becomes Harry/Multi
RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT:
SPOILERS: Canon Through Deathly Hallows, except for the Epilogue
WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest. There will be Weasley (Except Bill and Charlie) bashing in the story.
AUTHORS NOTES: This is going to be a bit different from my other stories, to start with, Harry is a good bit more cynical than he usually is, and, to be blunt, more than a trifle misogynistic, at least at the beginning of the story. Also, this story starts post war, and starts with the canon pairings, and that includes Ron/Hermione. I know that is a deal breaker for a lot of readers, and I'm sorry, but the story I'm telling requires it.
Casting Note: Astoria is played by Jenna-Louise Coleman
Another Authors Note: Sorry it's been so long, but this is actually the first new writing I've managed to do in almost 7 months, ever since I started taking anti-depressants to deal with my depression and stress. I've finally found the desire to write again, and the energy to actually put my butt in the chair and type, so hopefully the next chapter of this and other stories won't be as long a delay. Thanks for bearing with me and I hope you enjoy.
Thirty Minutes Later
The two of them walked out the door of the Leaky Cauldron, all signs of the floo vanished from their clothing. Harry put his arm around Astoria, guiding her down the block to the cab stand, and took the first one available. Guiding her into the cab, he gave the driver the address, and, when the driver grinned at him and shot his eyes to Astoria, Harry just grinned back and nodded. The cabbie whistled and murmured, “Lucky bastard,” before putting the old car in gear and driving out.
While they were driving, Harry pulled Astoria closer to him, and said,
“You might as well get comfortable, we've got a good long ride ahead of us.”
She sat back in the seat, and looked around curiously, she'd obviously never been in a cab before, but she was concealing her nervousness quite well. She jerked in her seat when he softly said, “When I said get comfortable, that's not what I meant.”
Astoria looked at him in confusion, until he shook his head and said, “It's warm enough in here, you don't need to be so covered up.” She shot her eyes to the driver, who was glancing in the mirror at them, and he sighed, “Astoria, I told you that no other man would ever touch you, I said nothing about them seeing you. When I want to show you off, I expect you to happily allow yourself to be displayed. Now, are you going to display yourself or am I going to send you back to your parents house?”
She shivered at the tone of his voice, and the fire flashing in his eyes, and she quickly removed her outer jacket and gloves, leaving her in a tight t-shirt, that clearly showed her nipples straining against the cloth, and her skirt, which rested several inches above her knees. With a glance at him, and his answering nod, she pulled the t-shirt out of the waistband of her skirt, and pulled it over her head.
Harry smothered a laugh as the driver's eyes widened when he saw her firm c-cup breasts exposed to view, and he had to pull his eyes back to the road to avoid a truck in the next lane. He was extremely pleased by how well Astoria was adjusting to him, although he did wonder where this dominant streak was coming from? He watched as she reached for the button on her skirt, but he touched her hand and shook his head, “That's enough Astoria, I don't want him to have an accident,” he said softly, but then he grinned, “But I am very pleased with you, and think you will be a wonderful concubine.”
She looked at him curiously and he said, “I know that I said we needed to be clear headed for that conversation, and we will be rested for any conversation that involves contracts and the concubine bond, but there is nothing stopping me from presenting you with a collar around your lovely throat, is there?”
He watched as her eyes widened in realization and then went smoky before they closed and she burrowed into him, shaking and whining into his jacket. It took him a couple of seconds to realize she wasn't whining, but was muffling her cries of pleasure as another orgasm washed through her. He lifted her face up to him and leaned in to kiss her, and she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him feverishly before they broke apart. He shook his head at the devotion in her eyes, and thought, 'There's something really weird going on here! We hadn't exchanged two words before this afternoon, and now she's practically begging to be my slave! What the bloody hell is happening? Is this part of the charms that she found on me? Damn, I really need to talk to Bill about this.'
Astoria was already extremely sensitive to her Lord's moods, which pleased her, because it meant that her magic was flourishing in the new bond, and she could tell, even though the afterglow of yet another burst of pleasure, that something was bothering him, and she suspected that she knew what it was. She looked over at the driver's mirror, and saw him looking back at her, and she felt a little shiver of pleasure at the lust she saw in his eyes. 'He's paying way too much attention for a normal conversation, but, perhaps....'
Turning thought into action, she shifted in her seat, and moved around so she was straddling his lap, her bare pussy rubbing against his rapidly hardening cock, and she put her arms around his back and leaned in, speaking softly. “My Lord, can you put up a privacy spell, so he can't hear us? I can tell something is bothering you, and I think I know what it is, but I don't want to talk about it where somebody else can hear.” He didn't say anything, but gestured with his free hand, and she felt the magic surrounding them.
When she was certain they couldn't be overheard, she asked, “Is this the first time you've had sex since your magical maturity My Lord?”
He looked at her quizzically, but nodded, “Yes, I hit my maturity not long before Christmas, why?”
She said, “Did you ever get the lecture about Jeremy's Law of Magical Inequity, and, specifically, the Second Corollary?”
He shook his head, and she swore under her breath, “That's what I thought, and Dumbledore has a lot to answer for! Okay, do you know what your MMI score is?”
Harry thought for minute before remembering, “At the end of my third year, it was around 630, don't know what it is now, though. I haven't had time to have it checked, why?”
Her eyes widened, and she breathed, “Oh, Morganna's bleeding cunt! No wonder!” Looking him directly in the eyes, she said, “That explains it, and Jeremy's Law is definitely going to be an issue. Anyway, the Second Corollary to the Law explains that magic is basically divided into two sides, a dominant one as well as a submissive. In a relationship between two magical people, the stronger of the two will automatically be dominant over the other. Now, if the difference isn't that great, it's not as defined as it is when there is a large difference. For example, if the difference between the two of us were around 20 points or so on the MMI, all it would mean is that I would follow your lead in most items, and would really enjoy you telling me what to do in the bedroom. But, I hit my maturity around the same time you did, and my mature MMI is just over 200, yours is probably close to 1400 by now, just based on the things I've seen you do. What this means is, your magic is actually bringing our your dominant traits, and my magic is enhancing my submissive traits, which I told you I already had even before we met, and I have to say, I'm enjoying the hell out of this side of you! I've cum more in the last several hours than I had in the last year!”
He leaned his head back against the seat, and let out a long breath, before he smiled at her, obviously relieved, “Okay, so this is actually natural? It's not the result of some mind altering curse or charm put on me then?”
“No, My Lord, it's actually perfectly natural. Granted, this kind of disparity is rather uncommon, but not unknown at all. In fact, there have been multiple books written about it, and I think that one of them was actually written by an ancestor of yours back about eight or nine hundred years ago, named Jeremy Potter, and yes, he is the one who first documented Jeremy's Law.”
“Interesting, both the situation and that someone in my family discovered it. I'm going to have to hunt up those books when I get a chance.” He grinned then, and his voice changed, “But that can wait, if I'm reading the landmarks right, we've got about 20 minutes before we get to our destination, and if you can make me cum before we get there, you can put your shirt back on, otherwise, you'll just have your coat covering you, and will be leaving it open so anybody can see you if you aren't very careful.” In a playful tone, he said, “Think you are up the challenge?”
She laughed happily, “Of course, My Lord!” and raised herself up off his lap just enough to open his trousers and pull down his zipper. Freeing his cock from it's cloth prison, she gripped it tightly and lowered his soaking pussy on it, taking him fully inside her before she started to move.
Twenty Eight Minutes Later
The two of them were laughing as they got out of the cab, and Harry paid the driver. Astoria had her t-shirt in her hand, having lost the bet, the cab had been parked in front of the shop for almost five minutes before Harry finally came, exploding inside her, which made her climax again, for the third time since he entered her. When she was able to catch her breath, she kissed him and said, “Have to say, My Lord, I'm loving this kinky side of you, and in case you were wondering, I couldn't be happier being with you.”
He chuckled, “I'm not going to lie, I'm enjoying it as well, although I'm going to surprise the hell out of some people who are used to the way I used to be, and that's going to be fun as well.”
Turning back to the driver, he said, “We're going to be about 20 or 30 minutes, are you willing to wait, or do you have a card so we can call you?”
“I'm perfectly willing to wait, Lord Potter, considering what you did for my son.” Harry looked at him sharply, and the man continued, “I recognized you from pictures my son Dean brought back from school, and he told me how you had saved his life during the final battle. And don't worry, I won't tell him what went on in the back seat, although it wasn't the first time it's happened. He and his girl Lavender have a very similar relationship to what the two of you have, and they are both as happy as I've ever seen them.”
Harry raised an eyebrow, “Dean and Lavender? Interesting, I had no idea they had gotten together. I'm glad they're doing well, I'll have to drop them a line in the next few days to catch up.”
Turning to Astoria, he pulled the edges of her jacket closer together, and tied the belt around her waist, holding the jacket mostly closed, but still open enough to show flashes of skin when she moved. Walking toward the tinted glass door into the store, he felt Astoria fall into step just behind him and smiled at how quickly she fell into her role. He was glad she had been aware enough to figure out what was bothering him, and to explain things to him. He could handle this latest bit of strangeness in his life, since it was a natural part of being a wizard, and honestly, he was enjoying himself for a change!
Opening the door, he held it long enough to let her enter, and she smiled at the warmth of the entryway. Walking through the inner door, he smirked as her eyes widened at the display. He sincerely doubted that she had ever been in place like 'The Doe' before, and he knew it could be overwhelming. He remembered his first time in here, and, even though he'd grown up in the non-magical world, was still amazed at everything he saw. He hadn't been here since before his marriage to Ginny, and was surprised that they had redecorated over the past year or so. The aisles were a lot wider, and the had added a huge section of DVDs against the back wall, but that wasn't what he was after tonight.
Looking over at Astoria, who's eyes were so wide he halfway expected them to pop out of her head, he took her hand and said, “Come along, Pet, we can browse later, but I promised you something first, did I not?”
She blinked and nodded, smiling at him, “Yes Master, you did, but I had never seen anything like this in my life. How did you find this place?”
He grinned, “To tell the truth, I didn't know it existed until a couple of years ago, either. I'll tell you about it later, but we have some shopping to do.”
“Harry?”
Harry turned in surprise, cursing himself that somebody got so close without him being aware of it. His frown turned to a grin when he recognized the girl who had walked up to him, “Hey Katie, I didn't know you were working here.”
The honey blonde grinned, “Hey yourself, stranger, yeah, I've been here about 3 months, it's a lot of fun, and I get a commission, so make sure you buy a lot, you hear me?” She laughed as she added that last comment, and Harry joined her, enjoying the teasing that he knew so well from their days on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team.
“No worries there, Katie, although maybe you can help us, I've decided that this lovely girl would look even better with a collar around her throat, and brought her here to find one we like. Do you have any suggestions?”
Katie blinked in surprise at the nonchalant way he said that, and said, “Okay, who are you and what have you done with Harry? And does your wife know that you are collar shopping?” She deliberately kept her tone light, but Harry could see the suspicion in her eyes.
Looking around to see if anybody was in earshot, he said, “First off, Katie, if you pick up tomorrow's Prophet, you will find that Ginny is my ex-wife. I caught her in a private room at the Leaky having sex with the ferret. Astoria and I each divorced our spouses this afternoon. As for my lack of embarrassment? Chalk it up to yet another thing I didn't know about the Magical World. Did you get a lecture about Jeremy's Law while you were in school?”
“Sure, at the end of 6th year, Poppy pulled all the girls aside and told us about it. I think Flitwick talked to the guys, but I'm not sure.” Her eyes widened, “The Second Corollary?”
He nodded, and said, “I don't even know what my MMI is, but at the end of third year it was around 630, and I've had my maturity since then.”
“And Ginny let you get away? That stupid twat! So what if she has to share, the sex would be worth it!” Katie shook her head, “I always knew that there was something wrong with that girl, she never once joined the rest of us in our after game cool down sessions, and acted disgusted at the very idea.”
Turning to Astoria, he said, “I can tell there's a lot you haven't told me yet, but what does she mean about sharing?” Astoria started to answer, and he said, “Wait a minute, I'm forgetting my manners, sorry about that.”
“Katie, I'd like to introduce you to Astoria Greengrass, who is my officially registered Mistress.”
Astoria smiled at the other girl, and Katie smiled back, and Harry said, “I don't know if you remember her from the Quidditch team, since she graduated when you were a 2nd year I think, but this is Katie Bell, one of the best Chasers Gryffindor ever had, and a very good friend of mine.”
“Third year actually, Master, and I recognized her, I saw her play in quite a few games. And it's good to meet you, Katie, but I think you may have opened a large can of worms that I hadn't had time to tell Master about yet. He hadn't even heard of Jeremy's Law until about an hour ago, and I just explained about the two sides to magic. I hadn't had the chance to sit down and go over the rest of it with him.”
Katie grinned, “Only you, Harry, only you. But this isn't the place to have this conversation. We've got a lounge where we can talk privately. Give me a minute, k?” Turning back to the counter, she paged another employee to the front and turned the counter over to them before coming back to where he and Astoria were waiting.
“Okay, that's taken care of. Follow me,” And Katie headed toward a door in the back corner of the room, and they were soon sitting around a circular table, cups of tea in front of them.”
Harry looked at the two of them and said, “Okay, we are in private now, would one of you please explain what you were talking about?”
Katie took a sip of her tea and said, “Well, since I'm the one who brought it up, I'm just going to lay it out for you. I really hope you don't have any plans of being monogamous, Harry.”
When his only response was a raised eyebrow, she nodded, “Good, because you're going to need quite a few women on a regular basis to keep from overwhelming Astoria. The main point of Jeremy's Law is that, in a relationship where one of the partners is significantly more powerful than the other, the weaker partner's magic will change them to be the ideal partner for the stronger person. Basically changing their personality to be what their stronger partner would want. The only known way to avoid that is to have additional regular partners so that their magical strength combines until they are close to your equal, which minimizes or eliminates the changes entirely. Granted, you've still got the dominance/submission aspect to deal with, but most people seem to enjoy that side of things, so it's not a big issue.”
Harry grimaced, and said softly, “Yet another reason to want to kill that meddling old man! If he weren't already dead I would kill him myself for all the things he's kept from me! What the hell do I know about living with multiple women? I lived with Ginny for a while, and that obviously didn't work out too well, and now I have to find Merlin knows how many other women that I'm compatible with? Shite!”
Astoria spoke up, “I know it's a shock, Master, and that's why I didn't go into details in the cab, I was going to wait until tomorrow morning when you had a chance to get some sleep. It's not something that has to be taken care of tonight, so you can relax. Even as powerful as you are, it would still take at least a week or more of us doing little more than shagging for the changes to start affecting me negatively. I told you earlier that I was already submissive, so all your magic did was bring that out more, to our mutual enjoyment. I'm still me, the same person who woke up this morning knowing that her life would change that day.”
Katie added, “She's right, Harry, even in the most extreme circumstances it still takes time for the imbalance to really affect things. And, let's face it, you won't have any problems finding willing partners, being who you are, hell, if Lee and I weren't so good together I'd be tempted to sign up!” She paused, thinking, “Although, I do know that Angelina is kind of at loose ends, ever since Fred..., well, anyway, and I know that she was interested in you at one point, and certainly could use your help.”
“Ang is in trouble? What's going on Katie?” Harry demanded, leaning forward suddenly.
“Easy Harry, she's not in trouble, but, she's not having the easiest time of it either, since she's a muggleborn like me, she's having a really hard time finding work now that her sponsor is gone. If she were to get with you, she would be considered sponsored by the Potter family, and it would be a lot easier for her to find a job.”
“That crap is still going on? After everything we fought and died for? What the bloody buggering hell is wrong with these people? Are they begging for another Dark Lord?”
“Actually, Master, a lot of it can be laid down at the ferret and his block of votes in the Wizengamot, they are determined to keep as much power in the hands of the pure bloods as they can, and, even with Lucius dead, the Malfoy name still has influence in certain circles. And, unfortunately, those circles have quite a few votes between them.”
Harry shook his head in disgust, “It never ends, does it? Alright, there's really not much I can do about the Wizengamot tonight, but that's something that I need to challenge. I think it's time I retire from the Aurors and start paying attention to what is going on in the Ministry, I'll be damned if Cedric and all the others died just so the same garbage can keep right on going.” Finishing his cup of tea, he stood up and said, “Anyway, we've taken up enough of your time, and we still have a great deal of shopping to do, so, if you can assist my girl in getting what she desires, I'm going to step outside for a minute to let the driver know we are going to be a while longer.”
“Sure Harry, do you have any special requests?”
He pauses, thinking, before he grins, and the look in his eyes makes Astoria shiver in anticipation, “Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. I want several different sets of lingerie, as well as stockings and garter belts. Make most of the knickers crotchless, and I'm also going to want several different sets of restraints, plus anything else you think I might enjoy. Just try to keep it under 5,000 pounds, okay?”
*
Astoria's eyes widened as she listened to her Master, and she felt her nipples pressing against the cloth of her coat as she pictured herself wearing the types of things he was describing. She knew what stockings and garter belts were, of course, but the idea of crotchless knickers was fascinating to her. Knowing that she could be dressed in the height of fashion, and all her Master would have to do is lift up her dress and plunge right into her, no matter where they were, had her wanting to finger herself right there! Fortunately, she managed to restrain herself long enough to climb to her feet and start moving around again.
Following Katie into another section of the store, she obediently climbed up onto a little platform, only pausing when Katie told her to strip down to her skin. She looked at the older girl curiously, and Katie just said, “I've got to get your measurements so everything fits properly. This isn't Madame Malkin's, where they use magic for everything. Now, hurry up, we don't want to keep your Master waiting, do we?”
Blushing, she untied the belt around her coat and slipped it off, leaving her topless in front of the other girl, and then unhooked her skirt, letting it drop to the floor. She forced down her blush, knowing that Master liked the way she looked, and she stood proudly, her back straight and her breasts standing firm on her chest. She felt a burst of pride when Katie looked her over and licked her lips, saying, “Lee had better appreciate what I'm giving up for him!”
Soon enough, Katie had all her measurements written down on a sheet of paper, and said, “Just wait in here, I'll bring some things in for you to try on.”
She soon lost track of time as Katie kept coming in and out of the changing area, bringing her different things to try on, and keeping some of them, and taking others back. As she was trying on the different items, Katie was questioning her about how she had gotten together with Harry, and Astoria had to laugh.
“All I can say is, it wasn't how I planned on things going, that's for sure! I was just looking for a quick revenge shag, but he and I started talking when we were making plans for ruining the Weasel and the Ferret, and he mentioned registering me as his official Mistress, just to rub Draco's nose in it, which I didn't have any problems with. He started talking about what he would expect from me if I was to really be his mistress, and my knickers were soaked within minutes! I thought he was intense at school, but those eyes!” Katie laughed in agreement, and waved for her to continue, “Anyway, I somehow managed to keep my clothes on until we got the divorces finalized and me registered at the Ministry, but it was a near thing! Things got crazy when we got back to his place after leaving the Ministry and started shagging. He got me so turned on that I about lost my mind when he finally plunged into me, and my submissive side really took over, I can't tell you how many times he made me cum before he rolled me over and took my arse! By that point, any idea of it just being a one time thing had gone out the window, of course.”
Katie was flushed bright red, and Astoria could see just how turned on the girl was, hell, she was getting randy again, just talking about it. The older girl took a deep breath and released it, before smiling weakly at her, saying,
“You are really testing my willpower, you know that don't you? I had a major crush on Harry when we were in school, but he never seemed to pick up on any of my hints, so I just let it fade away. Do you know how many nights I fingered myself thinking about him? I don't either, I lost count midway through my 5th year!”
She had been so caught up in Katie's rant that she didn't even notice her Master standing in the doorway until he spoke.
“That's actually something else you can blame Dumbledore for, Katie, because if I'd had any idea, I would have loved to take you up on it. Unfortunately, that goat buggering bastard had suppressed my libido, and the block didn't actually fade until he'd been dead for several months.” He chuckled, “Of course, Hermione certainly wasn't complaining when the block faded, and neither was I, at the time.”
Katie laughed, “You and Hermione? Damn, Ang and Alicia are going to owe me a lot of money!”
“Why would they owe you...? Oh, don't tell me! You were in on the betting as to when Hermione and I would get together? Well, I'm sorry to tell you that you won't be able to collect on that bet, in fact, I want a witches oath that you won't disclose that information right now, or I will Obliviate you! Hermione has enough problems already, being married to Ron, and I won't risk her having more problems with that family because she and I were lovers before we married.”
Katie looked at him in shock, “Damn! Where did that come from Harry? You were never that forceful before.”
“I'll tell you after I get your oath, Katie,” He said calmly, his wand in his hand.
Quickly giving her oath, Katie put her wand back in her arm holster, and Harry relaxed, saying, “It's really nothing new, Katie, I'm always that forceful when something threatens somebody I love. You just hadn't seen it before. Of course, if we had gotten together in school you probably would have seen it more often, because of the disparity in our magical cores.”
As he talked, Astoria noticed that he seemed to start radiating magic, and she could almost feel Katie getting aroused. The other girls nipples were pressing against her blouse and she was rubbing her thighs together as her hands clenched and unclenched against her jeans. She wondered if she was going to see Katie lose the last of her self control and jump him right there? She wasn't sure if she wanted her to or not, because, while the other girl was very attractive, and Astoria would enjoy having her in bed, she really didn't want to have to share Master just yet.
*
Katie was having a hard time keeping control of herself, her entire being was screaming at her that this was the man who could satisfy her completely, and to strip down and offer herself to him. It was only by thinking of Lee, and how wonderful he made her feel, both in bed and out of it that she was able to force herself to stay still long enough to calm down.
Looking directly at Harry, she said, “Okay, I get your point, but, would you please reign it in? I'm only human and you were really making me question my commitment to Lee, and that's not something I'm willing to throw away on the spur of the moment fling.”
Harry smiled sheepishly at her and pulled his magic back in, “Sorry about that, I kind of got lost in the moment there. But I have to say, your control impressed me, and Lee must be one hell of a guy to be able to make you that happy.” Switching gears he continued, “Now, I was watching most of what you picked out for my lovely here, and I agree with your choices, but we still have a few more things to pick up.”
Walking over to the pile of undergarments, he picked up a white set and pulled the price tags off and handed the stockings, garter, knickers and half cup bra to Astoria, as well as her t-shirt, telling her to wear these out of the store, and handed the rest of the clothes to her. “Can you take these up to the counter? We'll be out in a few minutes, I have a feeling that my lovely girl wants to thank me for her new outfits.”
Forcing a grin, Katie said, “Be sure to cast the silencing charms, I don't want to have to listen to the two of you when Lee's not here.”
She heard Harry laugh as she walked out through the curtain, but then it went quiet as the silencing spells went up. Stepping back into the lounge, she went to her purse and pulled out a communication mirror and tapped it. Saying Lee's name, the mirror went smoky for a second before her lover's face showed in the mirror.
Not wasting any time, she said, “I just wanted to let you know, that you better mix up a stamina potion before I get home, because I'm going to want you to shag me through the mattress as soon as I get in the door! I am randier than I have been in my life, and it's taking all of my self control not to go back in the changing room and jump the two of them!”
Lee's face split into a lecherous grin, and he said, “Well, it's a good thing that I already have the ingredients, but it sounds like you have a story to tell me, so, what's got you so hot and bothered?”
She quickly explained what had been happening for the past hour or so, and Lee listened in fascination, before he said, “You know, I've still got some of that improved polyjuice, so, if you can get Harry to give you some of his hair, I don't mind a bit of role playing.”
She gave him a quick grin, and said, “That's one of the things I love about you, Lee, you know me so well, and, as a reward for being such a thoughtful boyfriend, whether I get the hair or not, tonight is going to be 'no holes barred' so I hope that the stamina and the polyjuice don't have a problem interacting!”
Lee laughed, “No, the twins tried the combination out while we were in school, they work fine together.”
Her grin dropped as she thought about the Weasley Twins, and how George still hasn't seemed to recover from Fred's death in the final battle, and she wondered if he ever would? Alicia had told her that George barely seemed to have interest in anything, including the shop.
She noticed that Lee had gone quiet at the same time and she said, “I miss him too, Lee. But we can't do anything about it now, the best we can do is go on with our lives, and try to grab as much laughter as we possibly can.”
Her boyfriend nodded, a slight smile on his face, “That's the truth! Now, you go back and see if Harry will let you have some of his hair, I've got a potion to work on.”
Laughing, she wiped her hand across the mirror and the glass went dark again.
*
Shell Cottage
Same Time
Hermione sat on the couch, tears streaming down her face as the last of the compulsion charms were broken. Bill was standing in front of her, the signs of exhaustion clear on his face as he lowered his wand. Fleur was standing next to him, and he let her help him to a chair and sat down heavily, reaching for a drink of water.
Fleur had moved to the couch and put her arms around Hermione, who wrapped her arms around the older woman and let loose the sobs she had been holding in. Fleur stroked her hair and rubbed the anguished girl's back, murmuring words of comfort while looking in confusion at Bill, who was equally confused.
Several minutes later, the sobs died down, and Hermione released her grip on Fleur and sat up slowly. Conjuring some tissues, she wiped her eyes and blew her nose, before banishing them. Giving Fleur a watery smile, she whispered, “Thank you, I needed that.”
Turning to Bill, Hermione said, “Do you know any curses that can affect somebody who is already dead, Bill? Because if you do, I want to find a way to have Albus Dumbledore continuously arse raped by giants for the next 2 eons! That monster has destroyed my life, Luna's life, Cho's life and not to mention what he did to Harry!”
Seeing their looks of concern, she said, “In addition to the compulsion charms that demanded I be loyal to him, he also made me get closer to your brother, Bill. Not because he had any particular fondness for Ron, but because he was available! The bastard didn't care who I was with, as long as it wasn't Harry, because the Hero of the Wizarding World couldn't possibly be involved with a Mud blood! I had found proof during our Sixth Year that he was using spells to cause problems between Harry and I, as well as Luna and Cho, because Harry was interested in all three of us. He had sworn an oath to Molly that he would make sure that Harry and Ginny got together.
“I'm not going to go into the details of how I found everything out, but Dumbledore discovered that I was looking into his actions, and had an elf pop me into his office. He actually had the nerve to congratulate me on my discovery, but started talking about how hard it had been, to ensure that Harry followed the path he had chosen for him, how rebellious the boy was, even long after he should have been beaten down by his relatives. He said that he had already obliviated Harry and I, as well as the other girls so many times he had gotten bored with it! It was obvious that the old man had completely lost the plot, and I dropped my wand into my hand so I could stun him and get out of there, but he petrified me and started casting compulsion spells on me. He must have made a mistake when he obliviated me, though, because when the other spells faded, my memories came back at the same time.”
Hermione had calmed down as she spoke, while Bill and Fleur sat there, stunned, staring at her. She said, “I think we need to have Cho and Luna here tomorrow for the meeting, because one of the other things I remember, is that the three of us had agreed that we all loved Harry, and were at least attracted to each other, and were willing to try sharing him.” She laughed bitterly, “Harry and I thought we had given each other our virginities while we were in that tent, but we hadn't, it actually happened in Hogwarts early in Sixth Year, and that meddling old pedophile took that memory from us as well!”
Bill finally found his voice, and he said, “Merlin, Hermione! No wonder you want to curse him! Shite, after hearing that, I want to curse him as well, and I promise you I will search and try to find something that will work on the dead. I think you're right about getting Luna and this Cho girl here, but we should see if they can get here earlier than 11 o'clock. If they are under the same sort of spells you had, I'm going to need to rest before Harry gets here.”
Hermione nodded, “That makes sense, can I borrow your owl? I need to send a couple of letters out.”
Cho and Luna;
Can you meet with me tomorrow morning about 8:30? I found evidence that our memories have been tampered with, as well as Harry's. Since this obviously affects all four of us, Harry will be meeting me later tomorrow, but I'd like to see if we can get your memories returned before he gets here, because the three of us need to talk about something extremely important. If you can meet me, just write the time on the bottom of this letter and where to pick you up, okay?
Hermione
Making a copy of the letter, and adding the response charm to the bottom of each copy, she tied both to the leg of the waiting owl and watched as it flew out of the window. Sitting back with a sigh, she said, “Well, that's done, I just hope their charms won't be as difficult to remove as mine were, Bill.”
The redhead waved it off, “Don't worry about it, nothing a good nights sleep won't cure.” Fleur followed her husband out of the room, leaving Hermione to stretch out on the couch and pull the comforter around her. Taking the vial of Dreamless Sleep potion Fleur had left her, she was soon snoring softly.
The Rookery
A little later
The tapping on her window was what drew Luna from her nightmares, constantly repeated scenes of Professor Dumbledore pointing his wooden wand at her, and then the flashes of Lucius Malfoy and the other Death Eater leaning over her during those horrible months she was their prisoner. The insistent tapping on the glass woke her with a start, and, glancing around anxiously, she breathed a sigh of relief at the familiar surroundings before turning to the rapping on the glass. Sliding out of the bed, she recognized Hermione's owl and opened the window to take the letter. Waving absently to the perch in the corner where a dish of water and owl treats waited, Luna turned the lights on in her room and sat down on the edge of the bed.
She read the short note quickly, and then started again, her eyes widening and filling with tears as the multiple memory charms she had suffered dropped away. Quickly scrawling “8 o'clock, The Rookery” at the bottom of the letter, she dropped back onto her bed, her fists clenching against the covers as she was overwhelmed by the different memories flooding her mind. The sweet kisses with Harry after the DA meetings, the conversations with Hermione and Cho during her Fifth Year, before Dumbledore was killed and Snape took over, the plans she and Cho had to go with Harry and Hermione when they left the school, but being hit by the spells again at Dumbledore's funeral and forgetting all their plans.
The tears ended eventually, to be replaced by a cold fury as she remembered the horrors she experienced at Malfoy Manor before she was rescued, and the shiver she still got when she saw Draco Malfoy walking around free. She could understand Narcissa being free, especially after Lucius was executed, but not the son, he was just as bad as his father, but nowhere near as competent at exercising his power. Just because he didn't have the courage to kill Dumbledore didn't mean he shouldn't spend the rest of his life in Azkaban! And isn't it funny how nobody ever mentions Madame Rosemerta anymore? The poor woman is still in Saint Mungos after being kept under the Imperious for so long, but Draco Malfoy is still throwing his money around. Well no more! She would meet with Hermione and Cho in the morning, and then see if they are feeling the same way she is about the way things are going? If they are, and especially if Harry agrees with them, Draco and his ilk are going to find out just what Hell is all about!
The Leaky Cauldron
The Same Time
Not surprisingly, there was a similar reaction when Cho received Hermione's letter, although her anger was focused on her one time friend Marietta, who had been the one to curse her that Valentine's Day when she was with Harry at Madame Puddifoot's when everything seemed to go wrong. When she was able to think about it rationally, she knew that she would have wanted an explanation from Harry for leaving her, and, if he couldn't explain, well, she knew how to disillusion herself and follow them, didn't she?
When she saw the interview in the Quibbler, she understood exactly what had happened, and tried to talk to Harry about it, but every time she tried to go to him, she burst into tears, which was just not like her! It was only when the memory charms faded away that she remembered seeing Marietta standing there, her wand in her hand and a smirk on her face, the bitch! Looking over toward the window, she saw the owl hadn't left, and said, “Will you take a note to Luna for me? It will only be a minute.” The owl gave a soft bark and seemed to nod its' head, so she grabbed a piece of parchment, ironically enough, one of the rejection letters she had received in her latest round of job hunting. Nobody wants to hire the wog, after all, what did it matter that her family was magical on both sides for a dozen generations, or that she had graduated with 9 NEWTS at Outstanding? She wasn't born here, so she was a wog, and nobody wanted to hire her, unless it was the strip clubs and brothels down Horizont Alley, and she wasn't that desperate yet.
Luna, if you are remembering the same things I am right now, I think we need to meet before tomorrow morning! Can I come to you?
Love
Cho
Attaching the note to the owl's leg, she watched as it flew out the window, a slight smile forming on her face, as the memories came back, and the feeling that parts of her were missing finally faded away. She frowned as memories of finding out about the bullying in the dorms, and trying to stop it only to be cursed by, cursed by, FLITWICK? Professor Flitwick cursed her and was condoning the bullying? What the hell was going on at Hogwarts?
Grabbing another piece of paper, she started writing down all the memories that she was recovering, and the questions it was bringing to mind, especially, what prompted Hermione to write her after all this time? And did she know that the memory charms were going to fade when she did?
She was still writing an hour later when the owl came back with Luna's reply. She smiled when she saw the butterbeer cork wrapped up in the letter, and tapped it with her wand, relaxing as she felt the hook behind her navel and the room dissolved around her.
When she stopped spinning, she was standing in the living room of the Rookery, a place she hadn't seen since the Christmas Holidays before Dumbledore's death, and Luna was standing there, a welcoming smile on her tear stained face. Without thinking, Cho stepped forward and had her arms around the younger woman, pulling her into a hug as they both started talking at once.
With a laugh, Luna pulled away, and, taking her hand, led her to the kitchen table, where a bowl of soup and some bread was waiting, and Cho's stomach growled hungrily at the sight. “Go ahead and eat Cho, I've got plenty, and I think we are both going to need our strength for this conversation, don't you?”
Cho just nodded, her mouth watering from the aroma coming from the bowl, and she barely managed to wait until Luna was sitting across from her, with a bowl of her own before starting to eat. It was nearly half an hour later that, sated, she sat back in her seat and smiled, “I won't ask you how you know I hadn't eaten in a while, because I probably wouldn't understand the answer anyway, and I'll just say thank you.”
Luna nodded, and said, “I think the answer to that question is one that we are going to have to talk to Harry and Hermione about tomorrow, because all four of us have had our lives messed with very badly, and, while Dumbledore may be dead and out of our reach, there are others who are just as guilty, and need to pay for what they did to all of us!”
“You're right, Dumbledore is out of our reach, and so is that bastard Moody, but Flitwick is still alive, and so is our illustrious Minister for Magic, a situation that I'd really like to remedy without going to Azkaban if at all possible!”
Luna's grin was positively feral as Cho was speaking, and said, “I'd almost feel sorry for the lot of them if they hadn't hurt us so badly, and I wouldn't be surprised if Harry and Hermione had some ideas of their own, would you?”
They were still talking two hours later when Luna yawned and rose from the table, reaching out, she took Cho's hand and led her up the stairs to her bedroom where the two quickly fell asleep in each others arms.
Shell Cottage
Same Time
Fleur smiled softly at the sleeping young woman on the couch, moving forward to adjust the comforter before it slipped onto the floor. Taking a last look at Victorie, she made sure that their daughter was sleeping peacefully, and the monitoring charms were working before shutting the door to her room. Turning back to the bedroom, she put up the silencing charms and stripped out of her robe before sliding nude into bed beside her husband. Bill wrapped his arm around her and she snuggled against him, “Vickie okay?”
She nodded against his chest, “Oui, she is sound asleep, as is 'Ermione. I've put up the silencing charms so we wont disturb them, and 'opefully, they wont disturb us!”
Bill chuckled, “What's gotten you into such a mood, Fleur? Not that I'm complaining, mind you!”
Fleur turned onto her side and rolled on top of him, leaning down and kissing him, a wicked grin on her face, “Oh, I was just thinking it's a shame that our guest is so much in love with 'Arry, otherwise I would have invited her to join us tonight!” Feeling him swell beneath her, the grin widened and she said, “Oh! You like that, don't you? Wanting to have the kinky little minx in bed with us, her face between my thighs as you stretch her out so wonderfully? Listening to me moan her name as she licked me, and then watching as I did the same to her and licked her juices off of your cock as you drove her crazy with pleasure?”
She didn't get to say anymore as Bill growled and pulled her onto him, and soon the only sounds in the room were that of flesh on flesh and cries of pleasure long into the night.
End Chapter Two
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